//------------------------------// // Bad News for Dissyloo // Story: Ask Discorded Scootaloo // by Discorded SheepcityUSA //------------------------------// After several agonizing days of nothing but boredom and terrible food, it was at last time for Dissy to leave the hospital and hopefully not injure herself flying again. Although, considering how her last attempt at flying had gone, she wasn’t completely sure if she would even attempt flying again. Sure she was able to handle it a little bit, but was it really worth the risk of getting herself hurt again? Her heart was telling her “Yes”, but her brain was telling her “No.” Dissy was distracted from these thoughts as she trotted out of the hospital with Motherly Scootaloo, Sandy, Lightning, and Rumble with her, by the bandages that were wrapped around her wing, which was starting to make its way to recovery. The bandages, however, were extremely uncomfortable and rubbed up against her injured, grey-feathered wing, causing her to instinctively chew on it. “Now come on, stop that. It’s never gonna get better if you don’t leave it alone.” Motherly scolded a little, trying to keep Discorded Scootaloo from ripping her bandages off. “I can’t help it! I can’t stand these things!” Dissy retorted, going back to chewing on them. “…Am I going to have to go back and get a cone put around your neck to stop that then?” Sandy asked, smirking a little. The threat of suffering anymore humiliation than she was already going through, and the fact that Rumble was literally two feet beside her, immediately made Dissy leave her wing be. “…On second thought, maybe I SHOULD leave it alone.” She said with a slightly nervous smile, hoping that Sandy had bought it. Thankfully she did, as she nodded and continued the walk. ‘…Wow this is just the worst. My wings are honestly more trouble than they’re worth sometimes’ To Discorded Scootaloo (Maybe the manager of the filter catch this): You begin to change and become a little, like the one of this universe... Do you think that could affect the residual powers of Discord inside you? After all, you sure know that gray is not your colour. Not wanting to attract any attention on the subject of Discord, or give Rumble any indication that she was anypony but Motherly Scootaloo’s relative, Dissy resolved to simply trying to answer through thought, hoping to Celestia that these things could read minds. ‘Nothing about me has changed. I may be grey now thanks to Discord…but I was ALWAYS an asshole and he just pointed that out…the only difference now is that I’m a slightly OLDER asshole.’ She thought angrily to herself. Of course she knew something was terribly wrong with her, and that she probably shouldn’t be acting the way she’s been lately, but when you’re in containment for so long with nothing but the knowledge that your entire existence is pointless, then it should be obvious that things aren’t going to be the same. ‘…Wow that is actually a pretty depressing thought…’ Discorded Scootaloo thought to herself as she hung her head a little lower than before, and she sighed internally. ‘Couldn’t all of this have happened to somepony other than me for once? Haven’t I been through enough?’ She thought sadly to herself. She wanted to cry so bad right now over this, but her eyes refused to let her because of Rumble still being present. Rumble himself however, was the first to take notice of Dissy’s mood, and he gave her a raised eyebrow and slight frown sort of look. “…Hey, you alright?” he asked. Hello! Professor again... Try being... Sad, YES! Sad does the trick. Try crying with some " flightless Pegasus" sob story and get him to hug you!! ‘I don’t NEED to act. I’m fucking miserable.’ She thought, very close to the dams in her eyes bursting at this point. Rumble took her silence as a “No” to his question, so he trotted over to her and gave her a slight hug. “Hey, if you’re still upset about the whole flying thing, then don’t be. You’ll get the full hang of it eventually. After all, you got some pretty strong-looking wings there.” He said, blushing a bit. Of course, the hug only made Dissy’s face go as red as an apple and she all of a sudden started to feel unbearably hot. “Ehe…y-yeah I guess…thanks Rumble” she said through a little nervous laughter. To rumble. To answer your "What kind of colt do you think I am?!?!” question, your a dude, and she's a chick. Duh Dissy. Tap That. Both ponies’ eyes widened as they looked the question and then nervously back at each other. In the end, they decided it was probably best if they broke the hug and moved a little distance from each other. “…This was awkward enough, it doesn’t need your help” Dissy said with a little bit of bitterness in her voice. It was fairly obvious she didn’t like the whole idea of her and Rumble “Doing the dirty deed” being brought up. The scene, while flustering for Dissy and Rumble, was actually kind of adorable from Motherly’s perspective. “Pffft, you really don’t like being asked this stuff do you?” she asked, giggling a little. Dissy’s blush deepened. “Of course it’s easy for you to laugh at this; you’re not a virgin.” She grumbled to herself to the point where Motherly couldn’t hear. They may technically be the same pony, but that didn’t mean they had the same thoughts ALL the time. To D.S you realize she called you 'aunt' right? So congrats your an aunt! Somehow... “Well no duh. I AM Scootaloo’s sister riiiight?” Dissy said, looking at Motherly and giving her a slight wink. “Ehe…yeah I mean, if she’s my sis, that does make her Lightning’s aunt doesn’t it? How silly.” Motherly said, laughing a bit nervously at the thought that her bad acting could get them found out. It only resulted from a confused look from Rumble though, so they appeared to be safe. ‘…Why the heck are they acting so weird?’ he thought. Second thought don't do that. Talk to this colt, he may not be exactly like your universes rumble but he is more mature if you know what i mean. On to more serious matters you REALLY need to do good at the wonderbolts academy. Umm Scootaloo apparently this universe is in a rather dark universe DONT FAIL YOUR FLIGHT TEST “…Huh? Flight test? What’re you guys talking abo-“ Dissy stopped midsentence as she started to piece together what they were trying to say to her. “…Wait a minute…Flight test…academy…Did…are you sending me off to Cloudsdale’s Flight Camp?” She asked Sandy and Motherly with a slightly afraid look on her face. “Umm…we just figured it was for your own good Dissy. We don’t want to see you getting hurt from anymore incidents like this” Sandy retorted nervously, gesturing to Dissy’s bandaged wing. “Yeah come on, it’ll be fun! I’m going with ya too!” Motherly said smiling a bit. This didn’t bode well for Dissy at all. She knew what happened to foals that failed their flight test at the academy. She knew she dismissed them as rumors and scary stories, but she didn’t exactly want to volunteer to find out if they were true or not. “Are you out of your minds?! I’m gonna crash and burn in there! That academy will eat me alive! They are going to send me to the Rainbow Factory if I fail that test!” Dissy yelled, practically at the top of her lungs. Dissy’s yelling made the group flinch “Woah jeez, Dissy relax. That’s just a story parents told their Pegasus kids to get them to practice flying more. It’s not true.” Rumble tried to explain in hopes of getting Dissy to relax. His attempts were in vain though, as Dissy appeared to begin shaking and tearing up a bit at the thought of her body being ripped apart and turned into rainbows. This was probably the most distressed that she had felt in a while, as it resolved entirely about thinking about her oncoming death. “…Hey…come on, just…calm down…” Motherly said softly, trotting over to Dissy and hugging her a little. “It’s gonna be alright. Nopony will hurt you, I’ll make sure of it. If anypony EVER wants to get to you, they’re gonna have to go through me to do it.” She said, comforting Dissy as best as she could, petting her black mane softly to ease her stress. This seemed to calm Dissy down a little, as she eased up and hugged her back, still making an attempt not to break down crying. “…T-Thank you…” she whispered. The two broke the hug after a few seconds, with Motherly smiling, but with Dissy still wearing her angsty frown. “Alright…well we should probably continue our way home. Need to get ready to leave for flight camp in a few weeks ya know.” She said, leading the group ahead, with Dissy staying behind a little to gather her thoughts together. “…I-I’m so scared…” she said, shivering a little. D.S, you don't have to answer this if you don't want to, but what did Discord do to you? We're just worried for you. “…Made me realize what a horrible pony I am…hurt me…badly…the list goes on…” Maybe The Doctor can help with your wing situation or something. Cause, The last time I checked, The Doctor is willing to help anypony/body with anything. As The Doctor said once a long time ago, "There's a lot of things that you need to travel across this universe. Warp drive.... Wormhole reactors... but you know the thing you need the the most? A hoof to hold." and maybe The Doctor can be that hoof. Dissy sighed again at the mention of the grey Time Lord-turned-pony. "...I miss Doctor..." she said to herself, tearing up a bit. To DS: So, are we now gonna start calling you Love Struck Scootaloo? Never mind. Soo, anyway, it's your friendly neighborhood soldier from another planet. What to ask? Oh! Do you like cheese? And sorry about that cut you about the doll thing from earlier, my bloodlust had reached an all-time high that day. So, let's say I put you, RD, Rain Catcher, Apple Bloom, and Sweetie Belle in a single room, with all sorts of alien weaponry, what would you do? The look on Dissy’s sad little face changed almost instantly from a terrified frown into a wicked smirk, her back teeth appearing to be much sharper and much more malicious than usual. It seemed as if this thought pleased her. “Oh, you already know the answer to that~” She said, chuckling a bit before following the group back to Sandy’s home, seemingly in slightly better spirits than before.