Both Discorded Scootaloo and Motherly Scootaloo had spent about the last hour and a half in this universe’s Sugarcube Corner, mostly thanks to Discorded Scootaloo’s seemingly endless appetite for chocolate milkshakes, gulping them down in huge quantities as the Cakes and Pinkie Pie watched in awe.
“So Scootaloo…who’s your friend?” Mrs. Cake asked, still pretty amazed at Discorded Scootaloo’s ability to drink so fast without getting a brain-freeze.
Motherly Scootaloo froze. After all of this, she hadn’t come up with a believable identity for Discorded Scootaloo yet. She didn't even want to imagine how she would explain that she was an alternate version of herself that had been completely mind-bucked by Discord.
“She’s uhhhh…my sister! We kind of got separated during the whole adoption thing after mom died, and Sandy only managed to track her down last week.” Motherly Scootaloo said.
“Oooooo! It’s really nice to meet new friends, especially when their my friend’s sister! What’s your name? Huh-huh-huh?” Pinkie Pie asked, popping out right in front of Discorded Scootaloo’s face, nearly making her choke on her milkshake.
“Ya want to-hic!- know my-hic!-name do ya?” Discorded Scootaloo asked with her eyes crossed.
Motherly Scootaloo mentally facehoofed.
‘Did she seriously get drunk off of chocolate milkshakes?! Welp. Looks like I’m gonna have to bail her out of this one.’ She thought to herself.
“Her names ummm…Dissy.” Motherly Scootaloo said.
And she immediately kicked herself in the flank for that when she got some very confused looks from the Cakes and Pinkie.
‘Dissy?! Just because she’s Discorded?! Yeah nice one idiot.’ Motherly Scootaloo thought after coming up with something as dumb as that.
“…Well it’s nice to meet you Ms…Dissy. How far from Ponyville did you live?” Mr. Cake asked.
“Buddy, you-hic!-have no clue.” Discorded Scootaloo said in her confused, drunken state.
Pinkie Pie must have noticed her daze and laughed.
“Hehehehe! She got all tipsy from chocolate! Hahahaha!” Pinkie laughed.
Discorded Scootaloo pointed an accusing hoof at the pink mare.
“You-hic!-shut up!” Discorded Scootaloo mumbled before falling off of her chair and passing out on the floor from the brain freeze finally catching up with her.
Discorded Scootaloo awoke and found herself freefalling in a big, black void.
“Aughgghgh! What’s happening?! Is this another dream?!” She yelled. Discorded Scootaloo looked around at where she was falling. She looked up and saw the TARDIS hovering above her, and her location appeared to be full of nothingness, but in reality she had actually been able to land, flat on her stomach. She struggled fearsomely to get to her hooves.
“W-What is this?” She stuttered.
Suddenly, almost directly in front of her, a rainbow took form. It appeared to be very colorful and bright, but for some reason, Discorded Scootaloo felt…off about it.
‘Something isn’t right here. For whatever reason, this thing appears…sinister.’ She thought to herself.
All of a sudden, the rainbow appeared to be…melting. It started to drip onto the floor, but for some reason, it melted only into one color.
Red.
To Discorded Scootaloo, the liquid looked extremely thick and dark. Almost as if it was-
“I-Is t-that…BLOOD?!” She screamed as she jumped back and continued to watch the rainbow melt.
And then she heard a voice. It sounded very metallic and artificial, as if it wasn’t coming from the mouth of a pony. And it yelled.
“EXTERMINATE!”
Scootaloo was really bucking scared now. She looked back to the melting rainbow, only to see that the blood had formed words on the ground.
“Where your fears and horrors come true”
Motherly Scootaloo had gotten Discorded Scootaloo to her bed after she passed out and was watching over her as she was sleeping. She had managed to get a hold of Sandy and tell her about the situation, and she immediately came home to help.
“How long has she been out?” Sandy asked.
“About and hour or so. I told her after that fifth milkshake that she had had enough. I guess the brain freeze might have caught up to her.” Motherly Scootaloo sighed.
Discorded Scootaloo appeared to cringe and writhe in her sleep, as if she were in pain.
“Mmmph.” She mumbled.
Sandy started to nudge Discorded Scootaloo to get her to wake up.
“Scootaloo…Scootaloo are you alright?” She whispered.
That made her shoot wide awake, screaming upon being awoken from her dream.
“Gaaaaah!” Discorded Scootaloo screamed.
“Calm down! Everything’s fine!” Motherly Scootaloo shouted.
After actually taking a second to realize that she was awake, Discorded Scootaloo let out a big sigh of relief.
“That…was a big one.” She said in between breaths.
“The nightmares again?” Motherly Scootaloo asked.
Discorded Scootaloo nodded.
“Uh-huh. And this one was worse than before. It legit scared me to death.” She said.
Sandy still looked pretty concerned.
“Are you okay? Can I get you anything?” She asked.
“You know, now that I think about it, you have any butter?” Discorded Scootaloo asked.
“…What?”
Motherly Scootaloo held up her hoof.
“Sandy, this’ll end quicker of you just give her what she wants.”
“…If you say so.” Sandy said with possibly the most confused look ever on her face as she walked out of the room.
“So, what was it this time?” Motherly Scootaloo asked.
“TARDIS, blood rainbow, exterminate. That’s the short version.” Discorded Scootaloo responded.
“Uhhh…alright? I got your toy from the living room. Want it?” Motherly Scootaloo asked, holding Little Scootaloo in her mouth in front of Discorded Scootaloo’s face.
“GIMMIE!” Discorded Scootaloo shouted before grabbing Little Scootaloo out of Motherly Scootaloo’s grasp and cradling it like a child.
“Aren’t you a little old to be playing with toys meant for foals?” Motherly Scootaloo asked.
Discorded Scootaloo deadpanned.
“Aren’t you a little young to HAVE a foal?” She retorted.
“…Good point. Look, just try to take it easy. I don’t want you getting any more messed up than you already are.” Motherly Scootaloo said before exiting the room, followed by Sandy coming back in, giving Discorded Scootaloo a stick of butter, which is when she proceeded to shove the whole thing in her mouth.
‘…This filly is stranger than I thought.’ Sandy thought.
“Well, don’t hesitate to ask if you need anything else…Dissy.” Sandy said trying to stifle a laugh.
“Shut up.” Discorded Scootaloo said with her mouth full of butter and another annoyed, deadpanned expression.
Sandy left the room, and Discorded Scootaloo was now alone with her doll.
“You know Little Scoots, they are pretty friendly and everything, but they do know how to get a rise out of me sometimes.” Discorded Scootaloo said to the doll by her side.
Discorded Scootaloo: Your starting to open more,how nice!Try to stay positive for awhile, it feels good to be happy! Just keep the bad things off your mind ok?
“It’s a work in progress. I’m pretty glad that I’m not COMPLETELY miserable anymore. Just kinda bummed now.”
Hey Scoots, I suggest you take a good look at your little toy. Something seems off about it.
Discorded Scootaloo raised an eyebrow and her eyes shifted to the toy sitting beside her.
“…I think you need glasses. Doesn’t look strange to me.” She said.
To DS
I wonder why discord let you have hope with that doll, I'd be careful around it.
“What is the matter with you guys?! Why are you bashing on Little Scoots like that? She didn’t do anything to you!”
To Discorded Scootaloo: You know, I think it's time you got a new toy. The little doll feels like a toy for four year olds...Oh, I know! Scootaloo, buy a new scooter!
“…Okay, admittedly that’s not a bad idea, but again, what do all of you have against my doll huh?” Discord asked.
Do you like ducks?
“,,,Wat? Well, That came out of freaking nowhere. Uhhh,,,I guess?” Discorded Scootaloo said before perking up and starting to cringe and wriggle.
“Ugggh. Shouldn’t have drank that many milkshakes. I need a bathroom.” Discorded Scootaloo said before getting out of bed and heading to the bathroom, leaving the doll by itself.
The yellow mist formed around it again, and this time , the doll actually stood on its hind legs and stretched out.
“Arrrrgh! Note to self, find a better vessel next time. Seriously not used to having four of these things.” Discord said holding up his plush-hooves.
“Oh and for those of you confused about that whole duck thing, THIS is what it really said.” Discord said to the readers, his purple, Scootaloo tail snapping like a finger and making the real question, which had been directed at him, appear.
To Lil' Scoots: Well, how does it feel to be predictable. I'm guessing that you saw the bubble, in which your plan was just deduced. While you did manage to add a flair of dramatic irony by becoming the one thing that Scootaloo held with sentimentality, you still followed a predicted plan. I'm no going to warn Scootaloo of the impending danger of you considering the fact that others will do it enough. I doubt that Scootaloo would even want to believe it, considering the walls of sentimentality you formed around your hiding spot. If this message even gets through, and if my theory is correct, than Scootaloo won't see this message, but a message about...hmm...ducks?
Do you like ducks?
... Yeah ducks. Listen, all I want to say is that by following a logical plan aren't you acting downright... Orderly?
“And all I have to say to that is…you’re talking about logical to a guy that’s possessing a doll. I just do what is necessary, let’s just leave things off there. Acting all “doll casual” is excruciatingly painful for me, but watching the chicken’s little…episodes, is worth it…Oh and call me orderly again, and I may just need to find another pet to play with.” The Scootaloo plush-Discord said with an evil, threatening smile.
Discord then heard the toilet flush from the other room, and immediately went “Toy Mode” which consisted of staying completely motionless.
Discorded Scootaloo then entered the room and sat back on the bed, pulling her toy closer to her.
“So what now? Do I just go back to sleep and risk more nightmares, or do I just sit here and stare at the ceiling?” Discorded Scootaloo asked herself.
Discorded Scootaloo then spotted Motherly Scootaloo’s Daring Do novel sitting on the nightstand next to her bed.
“…Yeah might as well.” Discorded Scootaloo said, holding the book in her hooves and started to read…
To Dalek: The Pony race is superior, you are the inferior race. Your purpose in life is now fulfilled, serve the Master Race. Serve the ponies!!! Or just, activate a Reality Bomb, your choice...
Well that was typical. Right as you actually loom at the doll its normal. You can think I'm crazy all you want, but I'm telling you, something isn't right with that toy.
I suggest you just keep am eye on it.
first off i just want to say that i really like this
to lil' scoots: Your plan is great, Scootaloo expects you do do something crazy and illogical but forming sentimental walls around the doll and using that to conceal yourself is something a relatively sane person would do, therefore Scootaloo would never think of you as sane and never suspect the doll. oh and if you like what i just said then you are acting predictable and orderly, if you don't then you are downright depressing Adieu.
to DS: Just to warn you that wherever the doctor goes death always follows
Discorded Scoots: I'm not hating on your doll, but just keep a close eye on it. Something just doesn't seem right about it.
"Where your fears and horrors come true."
Ah, I get it now. This is a journey through the fandom! Though I'm a bit scared to see what you do with Rainbow Factory... Oh, and here's a question for Discorded Scootaloo:
If you had the ability to stop hearing these text blocks, would you do it? This may seem like a no-brainer to you, but think harder...
To Discorded Scootaloo: I'll give you a rundown of what that voice from your dream most definitely was. It was almost certainly a cyborg alien that The Doctor has fought int the past. It's mission, stay with me, is to destroy all other life, because it believes that all other life is inferior to it...Yeah... I know how that sounds, but it's completely true.
To Discorded Scoots: *sings* Now a rainbow's tale isn't quite as nice
As the story we knew of sugar and spice
But a rainbow's easy once you get to know it
With the help of the magic of a Pegasus Device
Let's dive deeper into rainbow philosophy
Far beyond that of Cloudsdale's mythology
It's easy to misjudge that floating city
With it's alluring decor and social psychology
But with all great things comes a great responsibility
That of Cloudsdale's being weather stability
How, you ask, are they up to the task
To which the answer is in a simple facility
In the Rainbow Factory, where your fears and horrors come true
In the Rainbow Factory, where not a single soul gets through
In the Rainbow Factory, where your fears and horrors come true
In the Rainbow Factory, where your fears and horrors come true
In the Rainbow Factory, where not a single soul gets through
In the Rainbow Factory, where your fears and horrors come true
In the Rainbow Factory, where not a single soul gets through
very well implemented, loved that part... also, please don't show Scoots the rainbow factory. she hates everyone enough already, don't fuel her hatred for Rainbow any more, could you? please?
4239612 if it is indeed a voyage through all of our most beloved fanfics, I do hope My Little Dashie is incorporated here somehow
Discorded scootaloo: Duck Now!
If she ducks a small stone goes wizzing over her head. *new text block appears* : that was close hu?
If not a it hits the back of her head. (Authors choice.) *new text block appears* :i did warn you
To Lil' Scoots: So you're going to go Toy Story on us all, huh? You know, I really hope Lightning Blitz finds you while Scootaloo's in the room. Because if you think that being a doll's excruciatingly painful, just wait until you become a baby's chew toy.
To Scootaloo: Hey, I don't mean to remind you of any scary Campfire Stories or anything, but I just wanted to ask: Do you remember if there's a horror story Pegasi always told called: Rainbow Factory?
To Motherly Scootaloo (Sandy): Please, for the sake of every pony, just keep Scootaloo away from Rainbow Dash. No matter what's going on, or whatever may make you think otherwise, keep Scootaloo away from Rainbow Dash.
To Lightning Blitz: Hey there little guy! Here, have a cookie! *A cookie somehow lands in front of Blitz*
To M. Scootaloo: I think Discorded Scootaloo is really warming up to you! But I agree with you, that doll she has is for little foals... why don't you get her a scooter? It will take her mind off things and you might even get to bond closer! I personally think that she will like the scooter more... maybe you could give her doll to Lightning to play with once you have confirmed my theory? :D
To Discorded Scootaloo: Do you know how rainbows are made?
Why don't you keep a drawer full of butter somewhere to calm Dissy down, Motherly?
to discorded scootaloo: did the doll jus tmove positions while you were in the bathroom? (as in like it is in a different place or position)
To DS ask if there are any bands or music related things in this universe and ask if you can see the song called rainbow factory