Author's Note

Then there is that time, when the show must go on, unfortunately that time is now!

Fluttershy? Why!

Time and time again, the countless event had repeated on and on...The infinite casualty in Ponyville recurring until...A certain decision by the good Doctor was made.

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"Please, you got to listen...If one thing in time reoccurs, history is doomed to repeat...Orion, pal...You are in danger!"

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Doctor Whooves remain adequate on supplying information to the present, this time stopping me from telling Rarity the good news. If only I knew what the hell he was talking about...So far, all I could tell was that Spike is apparently mad, dangerous, and possibly going to take his rage out on me.

"Well, what can we do to fix this paradox?"

I boldly ask for the awkward conundrum, taking place in the middle path towards the shooting. There remain no pony with me, as this time Twilight and everypony else thought of staying back and guarding Sweetiebelle. This had to be some sort of alteration...as I swear it didn't work like that...before...

"Hey you mare stealer!?"

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The Doctor and I both turn to inquire Spike, standing in the middle of the dirt road wielding a gun, again? I had no idea why I felt that this had happened before, or at least I could recall it...

"Hah, just calm down Spike...You don't feel like firing at your old chum, do you?"

CLICK! CLICK!

The Doctor's last sentence verified the absence of ammo in the clip, already fired and sabotaged. Spike still remain attempting to fire, continuously pressing down on the trigger with little to any bullets in the chamber.

"I...Can't stand this...There's so much good in the world and I can't kill the one bad, awful, pitiful reminder in my life...Meh, I'm going home..."

Spike remorsefully said, throwing down the empty gun and moping back to the Library. There was such an awkward tension in Ponyville...

Honestly I couldn't be more thankful, the Doctor had saved my life...How's that for a change!?

But all jokes aside, the undeniable fact that I remain a hazardous life in Ponyville wasn't so fresh of chance.

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"So then I was like nuh-uh! But then she was like..."

Pinkie Pie rambled on to Twilight, continuing this run on conversation she once had...In her dream.

...Let’s just say Twilight couldn't contain her interest in this story...

"Uh...But when did this conversation with Princess Celestia happen?"

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EARRR! THUNK!

The door slowly flies open as I push my weight against it, the good Doctor and Spike both deciding to let them in along with myself. It is no surprise that all eyes remain on me when roaming around the Library, all the mares having such an anticipated look on their faces.

"So! How's it going?"

Twilight eagerly decided to ask first, attempting a hooves on grasp for me to sit aside her...I was in another predicament, both Twilight and Pinkie Pie deciding to hug me.

"I guess everything's alright...That is...for the moment..."

My statement came closer to an end while Twilight scooted a bit closer, obviously trying to shut me up...

"You have no idea how nervous this situation made me...and how exciting it was."

I come face to face with a slow talking mare, the opportunity driving me crazy to know that Twilight was so frisky. This couldn't be the right thing to do, as it would be such a waste of time...But I am used to this...

"Screwball, do I have any plans today?"

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"Of course, silly! These mares need some attention...Including Applebloom and Scootaloo."

...I remain uncomfortable as everypony present in the Library made a loud "squee," There had to be a way out of this...

"Aww, yeah! Nothing like a lazy Sunday afternoon...Or an active night-time..."

I feel some pony’s hooves wrap around my shoulders, and sure enough as I gaze back up...Rainbow Dash ascends over me, such an eager look.

But then there is that one little insignificant detail that is started from a paradox such as this...

The voice from inside my head causes such disarray, as I could just imagine would proclivities must follow along...

"What, Screwball?"

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"I can't believe waltzing back to Ponyville could be such an easy task! There should have been disorder here ages ago...Hell there already was! Dear spawns of mine; I had no idea how much power you could harness."

"Meh, don't give me all the credit, Sis is the one who did everything...I just don't know where she could've wandered off to..."

Discord in all his evil elegance had spawned completely remastered, still a hint of evil lurking in his conscious...Thanks to Screwball that is...

Ruby decided to greet Discord first from his stone imprisonment, along with an evil persuasion. The pure disinformation and attitude towards her father was simply outrageous, if Celestia had trouble imprisoning him in the first place...

There was going to be some chaotic aftermath, at the least...

"Well, I simply must pop in for a visit with the Princess, Celestia...You know I had a feeling she's secretly keen for me..."

The tyrannical two legged Draconequus had returned, hoping to wreak some new found energy upon Equestria. If only they would've known to appear on a different day, it would not have been such an awkward display...

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"Aww! Why can't we play a little longer, Screwball?"

Pinkie Pie sighed, every other mare all giving me a glum look, such a depressing scene while I remain almost dragged out the Library. Screwball continued with whatever the hell her plan was, making sure I was carried out the, "fun house." I couldn't tell what she needed me for, might as well just do some magic anyway.

"Alright! Now I need your help to...Uh...Well kind of do something..."

Screwball couldn't help but beat around the bush as we came to a halt, only thirteen feet away from the Library. I knew it was some sort of sexual mission, well either that or some more Zombie slaying...

"So what gives, Screwball? After everything that has happened so far...What now?"

I say, staring up at Screwball while the bright blue sky distills into a cloudy dark grey, flashes of purple light brightening up the atmosphere to a dazzling performance. There had to be some sort of conflict that needed to be resolved, was there some sort of cause relating to the almost death I experienced today?

"So this...Is a big task...But I need you to commit...Patricide...You know...?"

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In the pure end of that statement, a horrific storm hit Ponyville hard, the purple skies raining down the one sign on what I knew I had stumbled onto... It had to be happening, the droplets of Chocolate Rain...

"Uhm, isn't that a king or father's death...?"

The last question I ask aloud, before even realizing it, being teleported off to Fluttershy's house, or maybe more of a hut...

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"Why of all the god-"

The loud self-moralizing speech I make aloud causes the door to open, and who else should be there...?

"Oh! Hi...There was nothing mentioned...But that doesn't mean that. Well...I...-"

The delicate mare was all too predictable, so shy and fragile...But why the hell not!? I knew Fluttershy far too well, alongside my own misadventure I had conceived along when arriving in Equestria. It did not help it either, the way she stumbled when greeting me to the inside of her den.

"Is everything alright at the Library? I don't mind guests, especially animal friends...Well! I don't mean it like that...But you know you're welcome here..."

Fluttershy couldn't help it; she was attempting to talk to me while walking backwards, uncomfortably bumping into the walls. There was so much error, but I couldn't help be interested in the way she acted.

"No. I'm sure everything is fine...Well actually I'm not even sure I know it, but Twilight and the whole lot of heart-strucken mares are still safe and sound."

I attempted to re-assure her, in god knows however the hell she took it...There just couldn't be a simple way in talking to Fluttershy, I was a dead man if I tried to pull something...

Then it hit me...

"WHY WOULD I WANNA...?"

The loud thought doesn't even end and I know it! It's wrong...But I couldn't help it, I felt a little discomfort in the air...That usually doesn't happen, does it?

"Alright! Well, today I found it best if the animals range around the forest, just none too far into The Everfree...-"

The weirdness ascended into a crescendo of looks and quiet glares, the far fond mare soon scooting her seat closer. She and I remain closely in a locked eye contact, the awkward coming to a loud end...

"Wow! I knew it...You are something else!"

A quiet calm voice and hoof on my cheek, I had done my job on seeing her eye to eye. She should have done it before, when we met; Fluttershy knew I was something different, not just some dumb creature. I only wish this wouldn't lead to a rash action...

"Come here, you!"

I honestly am startled to have a locked hug, hooves clinged on while forced lip to lip contact took place. Fluttershy, why!? It was meant for me, if ever, to make a move on her...But this was something quite different!

"Mwhh...Twilight's a good friend...but I am too! You just...never had time to visit me...and uh..."

The run on stutter after making a move, now made it seem she was still the same nervous old Fluttershy...But what!?

"I like you...If that's fine..."

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The horrible acts no doubt controlled by the grand Screwball, but I just couldn't see why! Maybe it had to do with the dark purple skies and...DISCORD!

"I gotta get out and tell..."

The very sight of Fluttershy soon washed over me, she had been wearing her light green gala dress all along! I was just a fool in her moment though; to see it all unfold...

"I know you don't use my plants only for tea...I like it too! The hardest way to use it has to be...-"

THUMP!

The two of us had heard the thump; a mystical bag spawned from Screwball had hit the side of my footstool. In apparent dire situation, the good ganja head Screwball had packed a swirly light green pipe and BIC lighter. Little to me, I thought this was merely an evil plot for me to be distracted...A bag full of light green illusion waiting to be smoked...

To Fluttershy however...

"Yay! I mean...I only thought unicorns and dragons could light pipes, but I'm glad I have you."

The uneasy close contact of Fluttershy became closer, now she remain sitting seat to seat while I remain un-fastening the bag. I had been aware that she grows, but who knows? Maybe she thought it was a nice gesture to smoke some of the stuff that wasn't hers.

"There, a nice nug and a light should get us going..."

TCHHK!

The nervous environment made it hard to inhale properly, but I knew it was an outstanding hit. I easily hoofed the pipe and made a long body stretch, upward. The sudden issues I felt seemed to have slipped farther and farther from me, all the way until the fourth hit...

"I think it's almost out...But I don't know...It's up to you."

Fluttershy said with a neat smirk on her face, a once happy and carefree glow emitting from her area. There was something awesome about her, but I couldn't put my finger on it.

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