Organizing Chaos

It was past five o’clock and Screwball was finally coming home. Discord had no idea where she had gone for this long. He was only sure she hadn’t had been working on her studies. He thought he really should be more protective of his daughter. One thing he had noticed was a jar with a caterpillar in her room. Hadn’t he pondered running one of those over with his truck not too long ago? Another thing about today was that he had decided he was going to demand to look over her homework after the she was given time to do it. He wouldn’t remind her to do it when she got inside, rather see if she took the initiative to do it on her own. Whether he had told her to do it or not made no matter though, as she went straight to her room as soon as she got inside. She even feels awkward around her father, and you feel the same towards her.

An hour and a half passed and a frozen pizza was freshly cooked in the oven for dinner. Discord had spent an hour planning out a conversation to have with his daughter and did not want to jump right into potential negativity. “So, you gonna tell me where you went on your bike ride?” he said almost jokingly.

“This place in the woods not too fat from here.” Screwball surprised him by giving him a straight forward answer. Before he could respond, she added, “You know those woodchucks that were under the gym, they’re all in this really neat place off of this thin forest trail!”

“Where exactly is this place?” he asked, thinking of the weird, creepily quiet girl who helped him get rid of the varmints.

“Straight up that way,” she said pointing towards the road, “no more than a 20/25 minute bike ride, and then you turn on that street with the weeping willow and ride for about five minutes, and there’ll be a clearing off of the road. Why do you wanna know?”

Fuck, I need to think of a way to get those traps back. “I was just curious as to where those woodchucks I got rid of went.”

“Didn’t you bring them wherever yourself?” Discord was really surprised at how talkative his daughter was being tonight.

“No, I gave them to some girl to get rid of.”

“Who?” Screwball looked really curious as to who it could have been.

“Some high schooler, I doubt you know her, she must live around that place.”

“Oh,” she said. Discord would take any excuse not to bring up homework and probably arguing. He was too surprised from how talkative she was tonight to want to ruin this night.

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Discord had made his way to the school for another day of work. Now he had to figure out how he was going to get those have a heart traps back. The shy girl probably wasn’t going to come find him and neither was the southern girl. He would have to find one of them without being a total creep in the process. Another thing on his mind was that Fluttershy lived near this place where Screwball liked to go. He thought back to how similar they were in that they were both lacked social skills and how his daughter could use a friend in her life.