"Ugh..." Lucid woke up groggily from Discord's couch and rubbed his eyes. He looked up as his vision focused. He noticed that he was looking up at the floor. That's when he remembered that the couch was on the ceiling.

"AGH!" Lucid screamed as he fell from the couch and onto his chest, coughing loudly from having the wind knocked out of him. He slowly got up with a paw over his chest as a yellow sticky note caught his eye. He walked towards it and read it aloud. "Went to Canterlot to mess off Celestia. Be back at 10." He turned his head towards the clock to see how much time he had left.

9:30...huh... he thought. Better make sure he's gone...

Lucid looked around the room, making positively sure that Discord wasn't lurking about somewhere. He got up and searched in the cupboards, the attic, under the rug and inside the toilet. The search was short, luckily, because they all happened to be in the same room together. Lucid breathed out a sigh of relief and ran upstairs to the guest bedroom. He opened the door and poked his head through the entrance. He noticed that the entire room was dusty and full of cobwebs. The room had been so unused and uncared for that the paint had faded to a depressing grayish color.

I expected nothing less from him, Lucid thought to himself.

He shrugged and closed the door behind him, locking it. With his chaotic magic, Lucid summoned a box of tissues and proceeded to lay on the bed. "Alright then. Ready."

"Ready for what?" came a voice from above him.

"GAH!" Lucid flinched, turning around. Floating in midair was a small pink filly with curly purple hair. On top of her head was a small beanie with a propeller perched on the top. Her eyes, which were her most notable feature, had swirly pupils, almost as if she was hypnotized. He was so startled by the floating filly that he dropped the tissue box on the ground, causing the filly to take notice of it.

"Tissues? Are you crying?"

Lucid snapped out of his stunned state and looked down at the box. His eyes widened as he frantically threw the box under the bed and sat back upright. "No! I w-wasn't crying!"

"You weren't? Well, were you cleaning something up?"

"I was about to..." Lucid mumbled under his breath.

"Hm?"

"Oh, nothing! Nothing!" Lucid gave an innocent smile, trying not to laugh. She's so naive. I'd almost hate to destroy her innocence. He paused for a moment in his head. Almost...

"So, what brings you here? What's your name?"

"Lucid. Prince of chaos AND son of Discord. I sort of live here now."

"Wait. SON of Discord? That's impossible! Daddy only has one child!"

"Yeah. Me."

"No, me!" the filly protested, pointing to herself.

Lucid raised an eyebrow. "Kid, you're delusional. Now where do you live so I can take you back home?"

"Here! Because I'm Screwball! I am the princess of chaos!" she declared, raising her front hooves in the air.

"...Uh huh...suuuuuure you are," he said, rolling his eyes.

"You callin' me a liar?" she glared.

"Oh, yes. The biggest liar I have ever met. Your pants aren't just on fire, they're practically melting. Melting from the sheer heat of the lies spewing out of your facehole."

"If I'm lying, then explain how I'm floating!" the filly argued, doing a front-flip in midair.

"You're implying the physics in this dimension aren't messed up." Lucid reached for a soft pillow from his bed and picked it up. He threw it at a wall gently, causing a massive explosion which left a gaping hole. The crater slowly started to heal itself back up with chaotic magic as another pillow appeared out of nowhere and landed on the bed. "See?"

"Touché." The filly landed on the bed, sighing. "Still though. You're the delusional one! Daddy has only one child: me! So go home before I have him kick your butt!"

"Cute threat, but I'm not afraid of you. I'm staying here, okay, little filly?"

"I told you my name's 'Screwball!'" She folded her arms and growled a bit like a lion. "You're gonna get iiiiit..."

"Yeah sure. I bet I will. The scary filly is going to get MY dad to beat me up." He squeezed her nose gently with his fingers, taunting her. "Scaryyyy..."

Screwball growled again and opened her mouth. She closed them on his paw, causing Lucid to yelp in pain. "OW!" He pulled his paw back and held it under his opposite arm. "You little brat! I'm going to make your life a living hell!"

"That's funny, because I was thinking the exact same thing!"

"Listen here, you little runt!"

Before Lucid could threaten her again, Discord appeared out of nowhere in a cloud of smoke and wrapped an arm around each of them. "Ohh, one big happy family!" he grinned toothily.

"Dad, this little–" Lucid turned his head towards Screwball and continued, "S-H-I-T thinks she's your daughter and won't leave!"

"Daddy, this guy thinks he's YOUR son and has been threatening to hurt me! Plus he's stinking up the joint!"

"YOU SHUT THE HELL UP!"

"Kids! Kids! You're both correct!" Discord said, bringing them closer to him with a hug.

"Wait, what?" they both asked at the same time.

"That's right!" he smirked.

"About her being your daughter?" Lucid asked.

"And about him being your son?" Screwball added.

"Everything," Discord confirmed. He then reached his paw over to Lucid's paw and stealthily handed him a can of deodorant. "...Even the stinking up the joint part," he whispered to Lucid.

Lucid stared at Discord. Not because he just insulted his smell, but because he nonchalantly just told him that Screwball was his daughter. "Wh-Which then means..."

"You two are brother and sister! Isn't that great?"

"..."

They both stared at each other in silence before Lucid spoke up. "Why didn't you tell me this before?"

"Oh, shoot. I didn't? It was on my to-do list!" He summoned a piece of paper out of nowhere and read it aloud. "Get milk. Get eggs. Get cheese. Tell son about sister he's had for several years out of nowhere and without any warning. Aaand get bread." Discord shrugged as the list spontaneously combusted. "I must've missed that. Oh well!"

The two siblings continued to stare at each other as Screwball said, "I think...I think I need some time to take all of this in."

"R-Right," Lucid agreed. "I think I'll need a few minutes. Perhaps around six or seven depending on how I feel." He reached under the bed and retrieved the thrown tissue box before walking out of the room and towards the bathroom.

"Is he...going to wipe his butt with tissues?"

"...S-Sure, Screwy," Discord said, a bit disturbed. "Whatever you'd like to believe."

---Episode 3: Twisted Sister---

Lucid was at the dining table, holding his head with his hooves. "I-I have a little sister..."

"Apparently," Screwball said.

"And...my sister was forged from your chaotic powers after you got lonely without mom or me."

"That's right son. Now eat your waffles," Discord told him.

Lucid glanced at the waffles, which were an odd shade of blue. "You expect me to eat those when I just found out I had a sister?!"

"Well, you can't have an identity crisis on an empty stomach," Discord answered him.

"He's got a point there, Lucy!" Screwball added.

"Wait, Screwball, you're OKAY with this? This doesn't even phase you?"

"I'm over it. I get over crisises quickly. Wait, is it crisises? Crisii?"

"She takes more after me. In fact, she was forged from my power alone, so she takes ALL after me."

Lucid groaned and turned his head towards the clock hanging from the ceiling. "What time is it?"

Discord drew his attention to the clock as well. "I honestly don't know. That eight-handed clock's been confusing even me. Though I'd have to guess it'd be 9:30."

"But it was 9:30 about a half hour ago."

"Then it's probably 10:30. That clock's always been slow."

"You just said you couldn't read the..." Lucid trailed off and gave up, putting a paw to his forehead. "Nevermind. I just need to get to school."

"Ooh! Ooh! Can I come too?" Screwball asked.

"No, you can't," Lucid answered.

"Oh come on, Lucid, let her have her fun! She's never seen a high school before!"

"Because she's still a kid!"

"Lucy, I promise to be a good filly! Pleaaaaase!" Screwball pleaded.

"No! And stop calling me Lucy!" Lucid quickly turned towards his father. "How do I...exit this dimension, by the way?"

"I'll help you." With that, Discord snapped his fingers as Lucid appeared outside of his high school in a cloud of smoke. Two more clouds of smoke appeared on each side of him as Lucid head tilted downwards towards his paws. In his right paw was a backpack full of what felt like heavy books and in the other was a paper sack labeled in pen "Lucid's Lunch." He noticed the "i" in his name was dotted with a heart, causing him to groan in embarrassment.

Lucid entered the high school hesitantly and made his way towards his new locker. "Alright Lucid. Calm down. Nothing ever bad happens at a high school." When he got to his locker, he unzipped his backpack. Instead of several books filling up the bag, a single purple filly sprang out of it like a jack-in-the-box.

"Phew, it was getting cramped in there!"

"Sc-SCREWBALL? WHAT THE HELL?"

"I just wanted to spend time with my big brother! I really want to get to know you!"

"This isn't the time right now, you got th–"

"Yo, Lucid!" a masculine voice called out.

"CRAP!" He picked up the bag quickly with Screwball in it and stuffed it in his locker. He slammed the door, making Screwball yelp in surprise.

"...Jerk..." she muttered under her breath.

Lucid turned his whole body around quickly and leaned on his locker. His eyes widened and he flinched as he noticed the stallion that called out for him was Jock. "Hey, your dad threw an awesome party last night!"

"Oh, th-thanks. Heh. Uhh...about last night. I...didn't mean to be an asshole and all. I was just under some stress and–"

"Don't worry, your dad explained everything to us. About that alternate dimension or whatever it was. It's all good now."

"Really? Oh good..." Lucid let out a sigh of relief and took pressure off the locker door. With the weight of his body lifted, Screwball kicked open the door, whacking Lucid in the head. "AGH!"

"What's the big idea stuffing me in your locker, bub?" Screwball asked.

Jock stepped back in surprise. "Lucid, who's this?"

"That's...nnngh..." Lucid groaned in pain and rubbed his head. "That's my brat of a sister, Screwball."

"A pleasure, sir." Screwball bowed to Jock before standing up straight. "Wooooah..." She gazed at his muscles, observing how big and veiny they are. "Someone's been working out!"

Jock chuckled at her compliment. "Well, I can bench press a good 260 pounds."

"I would've guessed 300. Dang, you can break someone's neck just by flexing your biceps!"

Jock laughed a bit again, a bit louder than before. "Lucid, your sister's awesome!"

"Sh-She is?"

"Totally! Hey, Misty!" Jock called out.

Misty glanced over from the other mares she was talking to and towards the three. She trotted towards them and pored over Screwball. "Oh my gosh, you're so cute!"

"I could say the same thing about your manestyle!"

"Do you really like it? Aww, you're so sweet!"

Lucid took into account the interaction between the two and decided to use it towards his advantage. "Misty, this is my little sister, Screwball!" he grinned.

"She's your sister? She's adorable!"

"I do have a reputation to uphold," Screwball said, browsing her own hooves while leaning on the wall of the locker.

"I know, r-right?" She's just a big, sweet bundle of popularity! Popularity I can use to profit from...

The class bell rang as all the students started to walk their classrooms. "Well, I'll see you later. Bye, Lucid! Bye, Screwball!" She waved at them before leaning on Jock's side.

Jock wrapped an arm around her and also waved to them. "See ya," he smiled as they trotted off together.

Lucid stared at them leaving for a few seconds before Screwball spoke up. "And that's how you get ponies to like you."

Lucid turned his head to Screwball. "How did you do that so easily?"

"Honestly? You just need to kiss up to them. Honestly, I thought that filly's hairstyle was hideous, but instead I acted like it was the best pile of manure I've ever seen. Plus..." Screwball squished her cheeks together, giving him the cutest face she could muster. "It helps being an adowable wittwe fiwwy~"

"Nnngh...alright, I get it. You think you can keep this up for me so I can look cool in front of the others?"

"I think that can be arranged...if you give me whatever dessert Daddy packed you for lunch."

Lucid sighed. "Fine." He opened up his lunch sack and peered inside. "Um..."

"What?"

"This is nothing BUT dessert." Lucid reached inside the sack and pulled out several cookies.

"Oooooh..." She licked her lips. "How many cookies are in there?"

Lucid flipped the bag upside down as an endless pile of cookies rained down. "An infinite number."

"I don't know...infinity's not that big..."

"Screwball..." Lucid groaned.

"Okay, okay. You have a deal." She took the bag from him and opened her mouth, letting the cookies spill down her throat.

With that, Lucid rolled his eyes and made his way to class.

When the clock struck at 1, Lucid made his way towards the cafeteria. Without a lunch, he trotted towards the tables to see if Screwball was already sitting down. He scanned the area and found her along with Jock, Misty, and several other popular ponies at a table towards the middle of the cafeteria. Lucid hastily made his way towards the table and noticed that all the seats were taken.

"Hey, Screwball...uh...thanks for saving my seat for me!"

"What are you talking about? This is my seat!" she said, leaning back.

"Eheh...uhh..." he whispered in her ear. "Screwball, seriously. Let me have this seat. We had a deal."

She whispered back, "Our deal was that I'd stay here and be popular. Now just get a chair."

"But there's no room!"

She groaned as her eyes started to glow. The spirals in her eyes started to rotate as the table was made longer, giving Lucid enough room to move into.

"Thanks." He walked over a grabbed a chair, bringing it over to the table. He sat down and looked at everyone. "H-Hey everyone."

"So Screwball," a random pony said, ignoring Lucid. "How was that alternate dimension where ponies evolved from corn?"

"Ehh, it wasn't too exciting. It was just a bunch of corn ponies walking around. Everything was on the cob there."

"YOU traveled to an alternate dimension?" Lucid asked.

"Of course! I always visit alternate realities when I'm bored. That's why I wasn't at Daddy's house."

"...Ah..."

"But anyway, there's this cool dimension where everything's made up candy! It was so awesome, guys!"

"Wait, really?" Misty asked. "Can we go there after school?"

"It's kind of destroyed once I got my hooves on it. But I'm sure I can find another dimension like that!"

"H-Hey uh..." Lucid spoke up. "I...learned solitaire by myself while in that void!"

Everypony stood silent before looking at Screwball. "What other dimensions did you visit?" a pony asked.

"I-I can put my leg behind my head! Wanna see?"

"Lucid," Jock said. "We wanna hear more about where your sister's been!"

"But...sh-she...ugh..." Lucid groaned. "Fine." Lucid put his elbow on the table and held his head with his paw as Screwball continued to tell stories for several more minutes.

"And there was another universe in which ponies produced asexually...that was disturbing. Another one where the letters 'F' and 'S' don't exist, which really eliminated most swearing all together. Another one where–" The bell rang again, interrupting Screwball. "Oh well, I'll tell you guys more after school."

"Awesome! Can't wait!" Jock said as they left the cafeteria. Watching them leave, Lucid glared at Screwball.

"...What? What did I do?" she asked.

"You stole my popularity thunder. Now they're ignoring me over you!"

"Yeesh. I'm sorry! I can't help being interesting." Lucid gritted his teeth together. Realizing that just made him angrier, she quickly added, "But I'm sure that Daddy can take you on adventures like I go on! Then you could have awesome stories to tell like me!"

"Hmm...hey, that could actually work," Lucid considered. Dad has unlimited access to every conceivable universe. He wouldn't mind taking me on a few dangerous and exciting trips. He doesn't give a shit about my safety! It's perfect! "Thanks, Screwball," Lucid said aloud.

"Hey, whatever furthers the plot."

"What?"

"Oh, nothing. Carry on!"

Lucid blinked at her for a bit. After a few moments, he shrugged and made his way to his next class.

The bell rang for the final time that day, and all the students rushed out the doors to either return home, or to hang out with their friends. Lucid walked out of the high school and searched for Screwball. He saw that she was talking to the same group of popular ponies, making Lucid a bit jealous. While he was distracted, all of a sudden he felt a warm touch on his shoulder, startling him.

"Gah!" He quickly turned around to see Discord behind him.

He snickered a bit before asking, "How was the first day of school?"

"Awful. Boring. Shitty. But..." Lucid said. "If you take me on a few adventures across the multiverse, I could have interesting experiences and life lessons to share with my peers so that then I may become popular and win the mare of my dreams in the end!" He then remembered Screwball's technique of acting adorable to get what you want and applied by trying to give him a cute face.

"N-Nnngh!" Discord flinched a bit. "Why are you giving me a creepy look?"

"That's...supposed to be my adorable face..."

"...Oh...well...uh..." he stammered, a bit uncomfortable. "I don't feel safe dropping you off dimension to dimension. It can get pretty dangerous."

"Come on, Dad. I'm 16 and grown up enough. Just let me go on a few adventures! Please!" he begged, getting on his knees and grasping his paws together.

Discord looked down at him and put a paw to his chin. "You know what? Alright. You can go on as many adventures as you want!"

"Really? Hell yeah!"

"And you can share these experiences with your friends!"

"Yes!"

"Lessons applicable to you later in life!"

"Oh...uhh...okay!"

"Lessons about patience and humbleness and how to be a good draconequus!"

"...Or you could drop me off somewhere to fight robots or dinosaurs or–"

"And you're going to better yourself and redeem our family name! Are you with me?"

"Or...uhh...we can go on a quest to save a princess that looks like Misty...or–"

"That's the spirit! Come on! We have work to do!"

"Or you know become superheroes or–"

And with a snap of the fingers, they disappeared.

Author's Note

And the adventures will officially begin.

Sorry for the shorter chapter, I've been doing college stuff and my PC broke and I'm burned out and blargh.