Grandaughters of Discord

The wedding bells chimed outside of the church of ponyville. Mothball was the groom's side as the bride walked down the aisle.

Pumpkin Cake met a brown colt with black hair, brown eyes and ground chocolate being poured into a bowl for a cutie mark named Coco Powder. they started dating, and a few years later, he popped a question to her and she happily accepted. Now, they were getting married under the roof of the church of Ponyville.

Pumpkin Cake was wearing a puffy but elegant white gown with a golden lace at the bottom of the hem and a see - through veil so that Coco could still see her incredible blue eyes. She was so beautiful that the world stood still in his eyes. Screwball held the hem of the dress while she was walking, followed by her maid of honor, Crystal Star, the ring bearer was Spike, and, with an empty basket in her mouth, was flower filly Phoenix Sun, the only daughter of Sunburst and Starlight Glimmer.

Mothball was in his finest disguises: a blue unicorn with brown eyes and black hair, dressed in a black tuxedo to match the grooms, only thing the Groom had a blue bow and he had a green one.
Mothball could feel the love radiating off the soon-to-be-married couple as well as the not-married one. While he'd learned to control his feeding around ponies, he could still feel instances of love without trying. He was glad to see the two lovebirds tying the knot.

After Twilight had used her magic to slide the rings onto the bride's and groom's hooves, she announced, "I now pronounce this couple husband and wife."

Pumpkin and Coco didn't wait for the princess to tell them to kiss. The crowd cheered, but the bride's family was the loudest as they shouted "Yee-haw!" and threw their hats in the air.

The reception was even rowdier, as the bride and groom's first dance was to an upbeat country tune. Mothball stood and watched from the punchbowl with Pumpkin and Applejack

"Guess this means we're related now," the earth pony said to the unicorn.

"Guess so," Pumpkin giggled. "So," she said with a sly grin, "when are you and Spike gonna have another?''

Applejack's orange cheeks turned red. "Well, uh…we kinda decided to wait until our baking business gets off the ground. You know. We wanna be able to provide for each other before we take any big leaps."

Lightning sighed as she watched other couples join the bride and groom on the dance floor.

"Looks like I'm the only single one in the group."

"You still have time," Mothball pointed out. "I mean you guys are hardly even twenty yet."

"Yeah," Cinnamon Stick smirked. "Thunder had to marry my cousin because Uncle Big Mac wasn't sure of his 'intentions' towards his daughter."

"Boy, do I know how that feels," the changeling muttered under his breath.

"I know we're all young," Lightning sighed, "but now that my Aunt's settling down, I kinda wanna settle down too."

"You sure you're ready after that breakup with Aquafresh?" Cinnamon Stick asked.

"Yeah, I think so."

"Then you're in luck. 'Cuz I think my cousin Apple Tart over there's giving you the eye."

Lightning looked in the direction he was pointing and then raised an eyebrow at him. "Aren't they all my cousins now?"

"Only by marriage. Besides," he whispered in her ear, "they're distant."

The pegasus grinned and made her way across the field.

"Think it'll work out?" Cinnamon Stick asked Mothball.

The changeling shrugged. "They both have a slight attraction. I can't predict the future though."

"Hey!"

"Oomph!" Mothball exclaimed as a pink hoof wrung around his neck.

"How 'bout a dance, Lover Boy?" Screwball demanded.

The changeling smiled. "Sure."

She pouted. "I wish you wouldn't wear that disguise. Ponies are used to you enough.... Because of Tennis Ball."

Mothball sighed. "The ponies of Ponyville are used to seeing me. Apple Blossom's cousins, however…"

"Oh, so what if they see you? What's the worst that could happen?"

"I don't know. A giant mob of cowponies carrying pitchforks and shotguns?"

"Oh, you!" she giggled, playfully nudging his shoulder.

"No, he's right, actually," Cinnamon Stick said with a shrug. "There's always a pitchfork or something at these things, in case the groom gets cold hooves. Did ya hear about my parents' wedding?"

Screwball rolled her eyes. "You're not helping. Whatever. I still want that dance."

She pulled her disguised husband onto the dance floor. Mothball was usually a splendid dance partner, as all changelings learned to dance as a way of seduction. However, he was not prepared for square dancing. Screwball ended up taking the lead and twirled him on his hooves before dipping him.

"Just so you know," she said, bringing him back up to her eye-level, "you didn't have to wear a disguise at our wedding."

"Oh, that's good, I guess." He paused and then looked at her with wide eyes.

"Ahem!"

They looked up to see Discord looming over them.

"Dad!" Screwball groaned. "I'm almost thirty! Lay off!"

"Chill, sweetie!" the draconequus said, putting up his hands. "I only wanted to ask my daughter for a dance. Your friend there is doing the same."

He pointed to where Apple Blossom and Big Macintosh were dancing; Thunder Dash and Rainbow a few feet away.

Screwball smiled as she took her father's paw. "Okay, Daddy."

"We're almost there!" Pinkie Pie chimed as she led Screwball and Mothball towards Sugar Cube Corner.

Screwball was having trouble walking as she was now nine months pregnant and her belly was more swollen than it was supposed to be. She nearly fell forward to have her husband catch her.

"You sure you don't want me to carry you?"

She shook her head as she steadied herself. "No, I can handle it. Aunt Pinkie, what's this all about, anyway?"

"You'll see!" Pinkie snorted as she bounced up the bakery steps.

Screwball was about to follow her when Discord scooped her into his arms.

"Dad..."

"But you can't walk up the steps! You might trip and hurt yourself and the baby!"

She sighed in surrender and let him carry her. As soon as they were inside, every pony jumped out of hiding and shouted:

"SURPRISE!"

Screwball gasped at the decorated room before her. Her three girl best friends, her aunts, her mother, as well as Spike and her three favorite fillies were there. On the wall was a banner reading: 'Congratulations!'

"What is...?"

"We threw you another baby shower!" Pinkie Pie squealed.

"But she showered this morning," Mothball said confusingly.

The mares laughed.

"A baby shower is a party for expecting mothers," Twilight explained. "Her female friends organize it and bring gifts for the new baby."

Tears filled Screwball's eyes. "Girls, this is wonderful! Thank you so much!"

"Don't thank us yet!" Pinkie insisted. "You haven't opened your presents yet!"

She led her friend to the stack of presents and handed her one wrapped in pink.

"Open mine first!" Dinky cried.

Screwball was about to sit down when Discord summoned a comfortable armchair beneath her. Pinkie placed the gift in her lap and Screwball began unwrapping it. She opened the box to reveal a yellow and orange hat with a green propeller. She took it out and looked at it questioningly.

"I saw it in the hat shop the other day and thought it would look cutesy wootsy on your baby!" Dinky said excitedly.

Discord twirled the propeller. "It is kind of cute."

"Thanks Dinks," Screwball smiled. "I'm sure our child will love it."

"Now for my gift," Apple Blossom said, handing her a box in purple wrapping.

Inside was a Cherry Blossom perfume.

"I didn't know whether it was going to be a boy or a girl," the Earth pony explained, "so I made one for both! Well, I hope it's going to be pony shaped." She darted her eyes at Mothball.

"What?" the draconequus shrugged.

"When the baby arrives, I can make a whole new set with proper measurements."

"It's perfect, Blossom!'' Screwball said.

She opened Twilight's present next: an illustrated book on fairytales to read to the child. Then Lightning Dash gave her a rainbow colored rattle, which she explained had been hers as a foal.

"But don't you want to keep this for your baby?" Screwball inquired.

They had received the news last week that Lightning was expecting as well.

"Discord didn't tell you? I'm having triplets! I can't have them fighting over one rattle."

"Wait!" the Tri- pies cried. "You're having three foals?! Which one's going to be our godchild?"

Lightning laughed. "We'll figure that out later."

Next was Applejack's present: A pony ballerina music box.

"It was mine," she explained, "and Apple Bloom's. I figured you should have it."

"Ooh!" The tri pies cried. "Can we go next?"

Her wish was granted and the fillies gave her a small quilt. It was checkered in Black and pink. Each yellow square was decorated with a screw and a baseball matching Screwball's cutie mark and each black square had a blue and white spiral in the center.

"I made it myself!" Rasberry said proudly. "I incorporated both the parents' personalities into it, so that your baby may always be reminded how special she is!"

" Girls," Screwball uttered, "this is beautiful!"

She slid out of her seat and gave the fillies a hug. The dragon then stepped forth with his gift.

"I had to ask Twilight's permission for this first," he said.

In the box was an old stuffed orange dragon.

"This is Sir Cheezeball," Spike explained. "Twilight gave him to me after she took me home, but I've kind of grown out of it. I'm sure Screwball Junior will like it!"

"I have a toy for the baby too!" Scootaloo announced. She brought out a tiny red scooter with a yellow bow on it. "This was my first scooter, but I've gotten too big for it now."

"And I have a record of my favorite lullabies!" Sweetie Belle said, holding up said record.

"Oh, I have one too!'' Fluttershy declared, Giving Screwball the smallest one. ''This was meant for Tennis Ball actually.''

It was a locket. Screwball opened it with her magic. Inside, with a picture of her and Tennis Ball and her, it has music, a mixture of Hush Now and Daddy Discord.

''Mom,'' Screwball uttered. ''It's beautiful!''

"We're not done," Applejack declared. "We all pitched in on this one."

Pinkie Pie bounced upstairs, followed by the cowgirl. The returned with a wooden crib painted blue and decorated with pink roses on the side. The cushion was feathered and the laced pillow was made of silk. Screwball was about to cry.

"You are all such wonderful friends and I know our baby is going to have the best aunts, and uncle, in the world!"

They all moved into a group hug when suddenly, Screwball felt a sharp pain in her belly. She let out a cry and clutched her stomach. Her friends backed away as Mothball flew to her side.

"Honey, what's wrong?!" he pleaded.

"The baby," she wheezed. "I think it's coming!"

"Now?! But it's too early!"

"Tell that to the baby!"

"But it's only been nine months!" Dinky exclaimed.

"Doesn't matter," Twilight said. "We need to get her to the hospital."

Discord did not waste a second to teleport them out of there, leaving the ponies and dragon alone.

"Guess we're walking," Spike said with a shrug.

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The hospital staff was caught by surprise when Discord came barging into the emergency room, pushing Screwball on a stretcher.

"My daughter's baby's coming, the baby's coming!" he screamed frantically.

"What?" Dr. Stable uttered. "The baby's not due for another two months!"

"Well, it's impatient! It is my next grandkid, after all!"

The doctor was still skeptical, but it was clear that something was wrong with the mother and led the couple to the maternity ward.

Screwball's entered another room.

"I'll need to get an x-ray..." Dr. Stable said.

Discord summoned up the device and hung it over his daughter's stomach. The doctor examined it with wide eyes.

"It's impossible, but the baby looks like it's ready to come out."

"Then what are you waiting for?" the draconequus demanded. "You're the doctor! Help my daughter!"

Dr. Stable called for Nurses Sweetheart and Coldheart. They put on their scrubs and masks and got the patient into position. Discord had summoned up a mask as well and tightly held his daughter's hoof.

"It's okay, honey!" he assured her. "I've got you!"

"Just breathe, ma'am," Nurse Coldheart said. "You're doing great."

"Oh, I see it!" Nurse Sweetheart declared. "Keep pushing!"

Screwball let out a cry that could be heard all the way from Canterlot.

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The six ponies, three fillies and dragon paced around the waiting room. They stiffened when they heard Screwball's scream.

"What are they doing to her?!" The tri pies squealed.

"If it hurts that much for one baby," Lightning Dash clutched her stomach, "I can't imagine what it's going to be like for me!"

"I'm sure she's fine," Twilight said calmly.

When Dr. Stable entered the room, the alicorn jumped out of her seat.

"Is she still alive?!" she asked frantically.

The doctor laughed. "Screwball has successfully given birth to a healthy baby girl and is going to be fine."

Every pony gasped.

"Another girl?" Pinkie repeated. "This is fantastic!"

"Wait," Rarity said. "What does it look like?"

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Screwball gazed down lovingly at the foal as she cradled it in her hooves. "Isn't she beautiful?"

Discord scratched his head. "She... looks more like her dad."

The infant was a changling with a purple fur coat and a green and white poofy hair.

"Isn't that what you wanted?" Screwball asked. "You said you didn't want our child to be judged by her looks like you were."

"Yeah, but...how do I know it's my grand baby?"

The earth pony was appalled. "Dad!"

The baby's eyes then fluttered open, revealing them to have green spirals for pupils.

"I'd say it's yours," Screwball said, cuddling her daughter. "Welcome to the world, little one. If only you could meet your sister.''

''Yeah... If only...'' Discord sighed, thinking about his FIRST granddaughter.

He trailed off as the baby started crying.

She looked sympathetically at the foal. "Aw, I think she's hungry."

She gasped as a bottle of chocolate milk appeared between them. The baby giggled in delight as it floated down to her. She took it in her hooves and sucked contently on the nipple.

"Dad, she shouldn't be drinking that stuff," Screwball said, trying to tug the bottle away, only for the foal to get a tight grip on it.

"I didn't give her that," the draconequus said, holding out his hands. "I swear."

"Then...how?"

She glanced down at the baby as the bottle slowly disappeared from her hooves. She then threw the chocolate milk away, creating a small explosion. A wide smile spread across Discord's face.

He bent down and tickled the infant. "Cootchie-cootchie-coo!" The baby let out a laugh as she attempted to squirm away from the delightful torture. "Aw, look at her! Isn't she just an adorable little Fluffball?'' ?" His face lit up. "That's it! We'll call her Fluffball!''

Screwball looked at her father in confusion. ''She's not THAT Fluffy, dad.''

"Need I remind you of your name?"

"Point taken." She smiled at the laughing foal. "Fluffball, it is."

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"Which one is it?!" Pinkie demanded, eagerly pressing her face against the window of the nursery.

"The one in the middle," Nurse Sweetheart said, pointing.

The ponies turned their attention to the purple foal sucking on her hoof.

"It's..." Rainbow speculated, "...mostly like her dad."

It then opened its swirly eyes.

"Never mind."

Every pony jumped as Discord appeared behind them. "I know, isn't she precious? We named her Fluffball!"

"How lovely," Rarity grumbled.

"Aw, she's so cute!" Pinkie squeaked.

Fluffball stared at the ponies watching her. she then looked at her grandfather. what was that thing? She then made a bottle appear before her and started sucking on it as she thought. The ponies saw this and gasped.

"Did I mention that she has my powers?" Discord said in awe. "Oh, she's going to be such a troublemaker one day!" He clasped his hands together. "She's gonna make her grandaddy proud!"

"Another baby with Discord's powers?" Spike uttered.

"Oh boy," Twilight mumbled.