Motherly Scootaloo had retrieved Lightning Blitz from Twilight’s and was currently watching him playing with a bouncy ball. She had to admit that taking care of children was a rewarding experience, but it was difficult as well.
And now she has to worry about not only Lightning, but the possibility of her opposite personality relapsing from the night terrors and lashing out.
‘She’s been awful quiet. Does all that pony do is sleep?!’ Motherly Scootaloo thought to herself.
To Lightning Blitz: Hey there little guy! Here, have a cookie! *A cookie somehow lands in front of Blitz*
Motherly Scootaloo smiled as she watched her son happily nomming on a cookie that seemingly appeared out of nowhere, and he seemed to be enjoying the warm and chocolaty taste of it. The sheer cuteness of the scene was enough to get Motherly Scootaloo to relax.
Why don't you keep a drawer full of butter somewhere to calm Dissy down, Motherly?
“Oh my gosh, you guys are actually going to start calling her that? Anyway, she does seem to like the stuff a LOT more than regular ponies should. And emotionally it would keep her calm, but I also don’t want my other self getting fat. Might need to get her to start watching her weight.”
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
“That is a VERY good idea. That could be something that could get her to trust me completely. Only problem is…would she be willing to let go of that doll of hers? I’m sort of afraid that no matter how much she trusts me, that she’ll bite my hoof off if I try to get it from her…I’ll try it though.”
At that moment, Sandy entered the room after checking up on Discorded Scootaloo.
“Let me guess. She’s asleep.” Motherly Scootaloo said.
“She is. Though she appears to be a lot more peaceful than before. She had her entire body bundled up in blankets and a book over her face.” Sandy replied.
“I guess that’s expected with everything she’s gone through, but sheesh. She sleeps a ton!” Motherly said.
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.
“…Rainbow Dash too? Is there anypony that she can interact with that she won’t end up trying to kill?!” Motherly shouted.
“I don’t know, she seems to like you pretty well. I think saying she hates everypony would be putting it kind of strong.” Sandy said.
“That’s because I practically AM her. She trusts herself and herself alone…well…there is one pony she still doesn’t hate, but she apparently cries whenever he’s brought up, and I don’t want her to go back to being as bad as she was when she came here.” Motherly Scootaloo said sadly.
“Don’t worry Scootaloo. She’ll open up more about it when she’s ready. She just needs time…You know maybe when she’s gotten a little more secure she could go to school with you.” Sandy suggested.
Motherly Scootaloo rubbed her chin.
“Maybe. I’ll need to find a way to keep her from Applebloom and Sweetie Belle though.” She said.
Discorded Scootaloo still lay asleep with the Daring Do novel spread across her face, snoring loudly. She was obviously sleeping a lot better than before, Lil’ Scoots laying next to her in its motionless and lifeless state…
Before the mysterious yellow mist surrounded the toy, once again causing it to spring back to life while Discorded Scootaloo remained oblivious in her sleep.
“Well well well. Sleeping soundly aren’t you chicken? Oh if only you could actually put two and two together with your future sight. If you knew what’s in store, you probably would never sleep again.” The Discord-Scootaloo toy laughed.
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.
Discord’s face deadpanned something hard.
“So, you’re saying that if I agree with you then I’m acting orderly, but if I don’t then I’m pathetic? Well I’ve got only one thing to say to that.” Discord’s purple tail snapped it’s fur-fingers and the text bubble caught fire and evaporated into nothingness.
“Heh. Jokes on you.” Discord chuckled.
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.
“Just to clarify, I meant that sitting motionless for so long is so boring that it’s wearing on my nerves, not physically, but you know. And if that little devil does manage to get his hooves on me when I’m like this, I have no reason to be afraid. He is but a foal, and I. Am. Discord! Did you get all that? I swear sometimes you guys are so simple-minded.” Discord chuckled.
Discorded Scootaloo suddenly shifted in her sleep, making Discord flinch.
‘Doll mode activated!’ Discord thought to himself as his doll body went limp and returned to normal.
Discorded Scootaloo opened her eyes, only to find that she still couldn’t see.
“…What the” Discorded Scootaloo felt around her face and saw that she had a book over her face.
“Oh. Duh” She said as she shook her head to get it off and she stood up and stretched her limbs.
“Arrrgh! Boy do I feel good! Certainly one of the best naps I’ve had yet. No bad dreams.” She said.
Discorded Scootaloo was then brought to attention that she had done almost nothing but sleep since she had escaped The Coop, and began to ponder on the subject.
“Why DO I sleep so much? Am I just that emotionally exhausted? Or did Discord put some kind of narcolepsy curse on me or something?” Discorded Scootaloo said to herself.
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.
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 an eye on it.
“Uuugh, this again?!...Look, if it’ll keep you all from crying in your dumb, paranoia-fueled fits, I’ll watch it alright? Happy now?”
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.
“…I don’t even know the meaning of unusual anymore. I’ll take your word for it. Just hope I don’t run into one of these guys in a dark alley.”
To Discorded Scootaloo: Do you know how rainbows are made?
Discorded Scootaloo looked curiously at the bubble as if she didn’t even understand what it was saying.
“…Why the heck would you ask something like that? But just to answer, I’m pretty sure it involves something to do with unicorn’s magic and spectra or something of that nature. I don’t know, I’m not a bucking weather specialist!” She said.
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?
Upon reading the question, Discorded Scootaloo’s blood ran cold.
“Umm Y-yeah, I remember s-something like that. B-but it was nothing but a s-stupid rumor. I know Cloudsdale has its problems, but I don’t think even DISCORD is capable of something as horrible as what they said. I mean, rainbows made from ponies? That’s ridiculous!...right?” Discorded Scootaloo said with a nervous grin.
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
Discorded Scootaloo’s grin grew even more fake when a few tears started to shape in her eyes.
“…You’re enjoying this aren’t you?” She grumbled as she let her face fall into a frown.
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...
“…I-I don’t know. Some of you at least pretend to care, but others of you are downright cruel. I sort of have some mixed feelings. But let me ask you something for once. The whole reason you’re even around is to try and bring me back to my senses, am I right? Well, suppose that I never did any of the “awesome” things everypony says. I never had real friends, I didn’t perform any death-defying stunts, and I never had anypony to look up to. Basically, if that filly from before never existed, would any of you still even give a buck about ME? I mean, that’s all you’re here for right? To see all my…how do I put it?...badness that my former self would never show? If I was just my own pony, would you even bother with me?” Discorded Scootaloo asked.
Discorded Scootaloo got out of bed and started to head to the door.
“Well, I suppose I shouldn’t just wait around here all day getting fat. I need to take a break from the sleeping…if that even makes sense.” Discorded Scootaloo said as she went for the door. But as she passed the mirror in the room, she stopped dead in her tracks. She looked directly into the mirror and realized that the reflection she was looking at, she didn’t even recognize. She was still slightly grey, and she still looked mostly like herself, but she appeared taller and a bit more slim and curvaceous.
Somehow, she had grown to what appeared to be a teenager.
And she did the most appropriate thing to do when presented with this sight.
Take in a deep breath and…
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!
Here's a question for her(I think three would be appropriate):
1.) Your now a teenager Scoots, and so am I(14 years old actually). Now your in the matured state, what will you do now?
2.) Do you have any fears of 'Slenderman' and the Suitors of Amnesia?
3.) If you have the whim to summon any weapon, what would it be?
To Discorded Scootaloo: I think many of us if not all of us understand that you have more reason than most to hate Sweetie, Rainbow, Bloom & every pony else; but really, Scoots, you shouldn't erase the possibility that Discord toyed with their minds, making them forget you. You're in a new universe now, you can have a fresh start. Why not forgive your friends and let the wounds heal over? You'll feel better if you have somepony you know to pass the time with.
to DS
i wouldn't get rid of them cause i mean yea there is the occasional asshole out there but think about it if we hadn't of popped up you would still be in that accursed coop with discord constantly tormenting you but now you have friends who care about you and are trying to help heal you
To answer D. Scootaloo's question:
I'll be honest with ya: A lot of people wouldn't care about you if you were another pony whom we didn't know. Me? I'd still care. Because NOPONY deserves all the things that have happening to you. And really, I think that you're already somepony we don't know anymore. You've been through so much, and I doubt the old Scootaloo is ever coming back. But I still care, and want you to be happy...no matter who you are.
To discorded scootaloo: Wow puberty hit you like a sack of bricks!
To Discorded Scotaloo: Of course we'd care! I mean, it's just in basic sentient instinct to help some who's hurt. Well... most sentient species... but we're one of them! Like it or not, you're still psycogically damaged, and we're here to help you. Not the Pegasus that was there before, but you. Look, we're just a couple of peo-ponies that want( well... most of us) to help you out. Even if the original filly some how ended up fine, but you didn't, we'd still try to help you.
To Discorded Scootaloo: I think I know how you became a teenager. You know how the Doctor is a pegasus? He was originally an Earth pony, but was changed when his body was trying to acclimate to your universe. Yours did the same, tried to acclimate to the universe, but turned you into a teenager, because this universe already has a Scootaloo, so it's trying to turn you into this dimension's Scootaloo.
To Discorded Scootaloo: When did you first start seeing us bubbles.
To Motherly Scoots: Hey, friend, I do believe it is time for Scootaloo to find out where foals come from. Don't want her getting... raped, or anything, do we?
Now, don't think I'm being cruel. I remember when I, myself, got the talk. It was a mentally scarring experience and, because of my slight perviness, a day has not gone by that I have not thought about the... specific parts, of genders. Good luck, and keep Lightning away if you do it.
PS. Do something about that doll. Now. I think it would be the best if you did. It creeps me out.
Dissy, (Yeah, I called you that) I'd give up on flying if offered flight camp.. Trust me, I know. If you do have to go, then DO. NOT. FAIL. I tell you this for your own safety. Also, if you get a scooter, how bout burning the doll in a bonfire? For fun?
So she's a teenager now... in a dimention where a teenager got pregnant... That sex tag is getting less and less inviting.
Hey DS
Which story is scarier rainbow factory or cupcakes, if you don't know cupcakes ASK and I'll tell you, the person who did the song is a jerk.
i would care because nopony and i mean NOPONY should be discords plaything even if we didnt know who you were we would try and help to make you happy because you ARE important never let anypony tell you differently like The Doctor once said “In 900 years of time and space, I’ve never met anyone who wasn’t important” but you can let all the insults and things that hurt get you you because “Letting it get to you. You know what that’s called? Being alive. Best thing there is. Being alive right now is all that counts.”
A note from the Author: For those of you getting concerned about the "Sex Tag" and the fact that Discorded Scootaloo is now a teenager. Don't worry. Just remember that this is a TEEN rated story, so I'm not going to go over the top with this. Mainly keeping it at the Motherly Scootaloo Tumblr blog's level of that kind of thing. PG-13, nothing worse. ...this icon does NOT go with this Scootaloo at ALL.
Hey DIssy, (totally abusing that name by the way) if you could change from being a pegasus to a unicorn or earth pony would you?
Random OOC question, will we be allowed to ask questions to Miss Hooves?
4298432 If you are referring to Sandy, then yes.
To Discorded Scootaloo: I'm gonna be completely honest to you right now. If you weren't the Scootaloo from before but your own pony, I would still want to help, just not as much. But that's just it. I'd still care that some random pony was being tortured and treated like crap from a messed up Science Experiment because it's still wrong. Also, sorry if any of my questions may have made you upset...That is...if you can even tell what questions belong to one pony or another...Oh, I know! I'll leave some kinda sign-off, nickname...Thing! (That is, if that's allowed)
Best a luck! -Z
to discorded scoots: well, if you were not scootaloo before then who would you be? you have the memories of the fun times you had crusading, you have the colours and the (albeit broken) personality, and your still flippin' cute! and no filly, or young mare as of recently, should have to go through such turmoil, I don't know about the rest of these text blocks but this one was, is and will be with you from the very start! (P.S. watch out for that doll, it looks dodgy!)
question for author: do you think you could do a bonus chapter where dissy goes to one of the more f**ked up universes? like Princess Molestia maybe? what she would do there is your job, im just sowing the seeds of imagination... im an imaginary farmer! XD
4301542 If I did a story arc involving Molestia, than it would probably be put in a seperate story outside of this one due to that Tumblr's...mature nature, and it would be too much for the teen rating if this story. I already have a mature Discorded Scootaloo story planned involving Zerum Whooves ( not canon with this story), but this is definetely going to be under consideration.
...Kinda want to see Discorded Scootaloo go nuts on Gamer Luna for not getting rid of her nightmares. :P
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Okie dokie lokie! Yup, I was indeed reffering to Sandy, I thought it'd be nice to start calling her Miss Hooves seeing how much Mr Hoof liked it.
4301625 yay! that'll be hilarious! this is why your writing this and not me!