It was a clear day in Discord’s dominion in the everfree forest. Cotton candy clouds floated about, while a mallet was playing whack-a-parasprite on the checkered ground.
Perched on a cliff at the edge of the chaos covered domain, was a castle that looked like it had been handed out by a clown who was making balloon animals. Inside, corridors and staircases twisted like that painting by that pony… Escher, or something.
If you took two rights a left and jumped through the painting of princess Celestia in a duck suit you would arrive in something that sort of resembled a living room.
At that moment everyone’s favorite draconaquus was sitting in a particularly comfy looking wingback chair, reading a book upside down and –every once in a while- pulling out a page and eating it. (It’s an entity of chaos thing)
A trap door in the floor opened and a purple earth pony filly wearing a beanie cap walked in. She strode over to a purple and baseball, polka doted fainting couch, and draped herself over the end.
Discord looked over the top of the book before tossing it behind him, when it hit the ground a hole opened, and it fell through reappearing on a shelf behind him. (What? not everything has to blow up….)
“Did you have fun in the maple syrup lake I made dear?” The filly grinned and nodded, but stayed silent. Discord raised an eyebrow. “Is something up Screwy? Are you getting bored of the current dominion desktop? I was thinking about changing it from checker to minesweep. ”
“No daddy I was just thinking.”
“About new chaotic devices? The cotton candy clouds were a great idea on your part, but it may be time for a new twist” discord said eyeing a miniature version of the object in question. The diminutive candy cloud gave a small whimper under the lord of chaos’s gaze.
“No daddy not about chaos, or at least not directly” She whispered the second part under her breath with a slightly manic grin.
Discord gave a mock gasp, his ridge of hair frizzing out as if genuinely shocked. “Pray tell what is it that is so imporig (think about it) that it is keeping you from enjoying the lovely insanity of chaos. And it better be at least 10% bonkers.”
Screwball floated over to her father and curled up in his lap, he responded by wrapping around her. “I was thinking. It has been so long since I messed with any ponies. I know we have a deal with Sunbutt and Lulu, but there must be a way for us all to win…. I was thinking, what if I went and granted a couple ponies some wishes?”
Discord was silent for a moment. “That is not the kind of bonkers I was talking about… Do you mean you want to be bossed around by ponies? Granting their humdrum and sometimes frankly stupid whishes? We are reformed dear, not goody four hooves.”
Screwball giggled. “Well of course not, I wouldn’t just grant any old pony with my favor. I would choose my targets, limit them to three wishes. Also I would have some rules.”
Discords expression took on a look of crafty understanding “Go on…”
“First, no wish for things I can’t do, like bring ponies to life or actually travel in time. Second no doing anything against the princesses’ rules, so no killing ponies or becoming super powerful. And third they have to be able to justify the wish as selfish, so no boring things like world peace. “
“Besides” Screwball said, her purple vortex eyes gleaming. “I can always convince them to change their wish.”
Discord began to laugh and Screwball joined in, her slightly mad giggles mixing with his deep chuckle.
“Brilliant as ever my girl. A perfect way to spread chaos, even ol’ Sunbutt couldn’t object.”
Discord summoned them each up a TV dinner, and they toasted to the idea with chocolate milk. They pulled up a mirror and begun flipping through the channels, searching for some ponies life to spy on.
Hey you!
Yeah, you looking at the screen! It’s me Screwball
Before you go I want your opinion on something….
Hey! Don’t shrug me off, when the harbinger of chaos ask for your opinion you should be honored.
This is a semi reader run fic. So I need your opinion on who I should grant three wishes to.
You heard the rules so keep that in mind. Also, keep in mind the ponies you have met where ever you are, may have the same name as the ones in my world, but they might not have exactly the same lives or personality.
This may seem like a comedy but who knows where it is going. (the author sure doesn’t, I can tell you that much…) I only listen to daddy so don’t be too surprised if I surprise you…. Well okay I guess you can be surprised but don’t go complaining just because you don’t agree with my decisions. Doing that could end up very badly for you.
You understand what I am getting at?
Hey!..... Move…. The mouse…. Away…. From the dislike button……… yeesh no need to get so offended…
Now where was I?... Oh yeah! Also if you have any suggestions on what wish I should direct some pony to, feel free to give them, two heads are better than one. Until you have to share a pillow that is.
Also if you have any targets from your world that you want me target I may be willing to oblige. (I mean OC’s so no asking me to travel to your boring human world.) Just comment and tell me what to expect. ( Name, gender, race, basic personality. You get the jist)
Now if you will excuse me I have a certain princess of the night to turn pink, a pony with the mind of a dog to feed and a dad to create chaos with. Farewells from your favorite princess of chaos! And no I don’t mean twilight.
Author's Note
So I pretty much said everything in the story and/or description so that only leave one more thing.
1) Leave comments on how i can make this better.
2) This is my version of screwball. She isn't a copy of her dad. She has his powers, she enjoys random and silly. But she is more crafty in her chaos rather than silly. She gets demented when angry and is much more logical than her dad (hey I didn't say what logic) So don't complain about her portrayal.
Hope you enjoy!
Screwball was in her room pacing as she tried to decide whom she should grant three wishes. Her trusty mutt Screwloose was lying on a large cushion watching her owner contemplate. Literally, screwball's thoughts were appearing on a white board above her head as she moved.
“What do you think loosy?” Screwball asked stopping and staring into the pony's eyes. Screwloose just licked her mistresses nose and gave a yap.
“I know! I will grant you three wishes as practice. And since you can’t talk I’ll just read your mind!” Screwloose just barked.
A counter appeared above Screwloose’s head and the number three was displayed. In a flash screwball disappeared a lamp taking her place. The dogpony sniffed at the object, which was purple and had a shade depicting her owner sitting on a throne of peanut brittle.
A blue mist poured out of where the light bulb should have been. “What do you desire master?” a blue tinited Screwball said with a giggle, adjusting her turban atop her white and purple curls. Then adjusting her signature beanie on top of the turban.
The dogpony tilted her head and in two flashes of light- one making a quacking sound, one roaring like a lion.- a tin of dog treats and a chew toy shaped like Celestia appeared.
“and your third wish” Screwball patted Screwloose on the head. The dogpony gave a contented sigh and began chewing on her new toy.
“Pets” Screwball giggled shaking her head. “Their wants are so simple.”
Screwball spun around donning a sergeant’s helmet, and summoning a black board covered in drawings of ponies' heads. “Alrighty then time to buckle down!” a belt appeared and she pulled it taught.
“So who should I grace with my screwy presence….”
At that moment a trickling sound came from behind her.
“Maybe I should take loosy for a walk first.” She said looking back at her beloved pet.
Author's Note
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