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Title: The Power of True Love
Summary: Takes place during Daughter of Discord. The last time Mothball saw Screwy was on the night of her birthday party. The last time Screwball thought of her Changeling prince, was after he'd sent her his last flower. Now many years later, Screwy's happily married to another stallion, has a life she can be happy in, and has everything that she's ever wanted in life. Mothball's sudden return to Ponyvile not only has her family questioning themselves, but it can also mean that old feelings have resurfaced. Can Mothball convince Screwball that he didn't mean any of it? Or will their own family get in the way, and force them to remain apart?
Pairs: Screwball/Mothball Screwball/Oc Mothball/Ginny Mothball/Screwball
Rating: K+
Warnings: Time travel, hidden identity, secret meetings, and undying truths
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The Vow
Screwball
However, when I had returned back home, I couldn't hide the smile on my face, my swirls were brighter, my heart went flying through the roof, I couldn't help but giggle, I was in a happy mood than I'd ever been in years, and I felt great.
Until I felt a hoof slap me across the face, I stumbled backwards, then I felt lips crash harshly down onto mine, I fought back the tears, I refused to let them fall, they were only for some pony else to see, as we both made it up to our room, I knew that I would be in for a punishment of a lifetime; the moment I was on our bed, Furball refused to wastes any time, as he painfully shoved himself inside of me, I only bit down on my tongue, not wanting to be in more trouble than I was already in.
As he forcefully made love to me, I could only keep from screaming or bust into tears in front of him, knowing that he'd never seen me in tears before, and me in tears always wasn't a good thing... Unless, of course, it was only with Mothy.
As soon as he was out of the room, I refused to stay there, I snuck out through the window, once I was out, I headed towards the chocolate lake, it was the only safe place for me at that moment; it was where I had met Mothy so long ago.
Mothy was already there, in his Changeling form, while I came out, he turns around to face me, a smile on his face, but until he realized that something's up, he gently gathers me in his hooves, and he whispered softly, "Screwy..."
I cling to him, crying my heart out, he doesn't say anything, just holds me while I cry in his hooves, he makes both of us sit down on the grass, he gets a cup of chocolate milk; and coaxes me into drinking it.
Once done with the chocolate milk, he just strokes my mane, I refused to leave his hooves, we both just stay there, in each other's hooves, as night time came upon us, he was about to leave, when I stopped him, and whispered, "Stay with me?"
He looks back at the forest, but eventually, he claims his spot next to me on the ground, once he was seated, I rest my head near where his heart should be, he continues to stroke my mane, even as I drift off to sleep; knowing that when I'm with him, he'll never hurt me.
When I had woken up, the next day, I realized that I was still in his hooves, we both were laying in the grass, at the chocolate lake, I refused to even open my swirls, I couldn't face the day alone, and especially not without Mothy beside me.
I looked up to see that Mothy was wide awake, he had his head propped up by a fluffy white pillow, his eyes gleaming as he just looked at me, and he said, "Good morning, my beloved Screwy. Did my love sleep well?"
I blushed, kissed him softly, and said, "Yes, I did, my beloved prince."
He was about to say something; when we both heard someone shout from deep within the forest, "Daddy! DADDY!"
Anger and guilt flashed in his eyes, he refused to leave me; which I was glad about, he only moved when the sound of human footsteps grew nearer and nearer, I quickly got up, and whispered, "I have to go... Good-bey, Mothy."
Before I made a move; I felt his hoof stop me, and he said, "When will we be able to meet again... I'd like to know."
I just said before I disappeared into the forest, "Soon, Mothy."
And with that, I fled back home, only I didn't make it that far...
Mothball
I didn't have to know, I already knew, as I made my way to Equestria, I saw many of Screwy's friends, they all looked like some pony had died, as I walked through Equestria, all I saw was that somehow, Mother, who was now Queen, had made all the others, besides the Changelings, all into slaves, as I continued on, I saw that many of the ponies had scars all over, I just made my way up to the castle, knowing that Mother would be inside. I had made sure that my family didn't follow me while I'm on this visit.
Today, I would be visiting Mother, just as I was about to change into a Changeling, I heard a stallion call out, "You there! State your business!?"
I only walked passed, I soon caught sight of Mother, who looked as frightening as ever, I bowed, and said, "Mother..."
She walked up to me, and snarled, "Who are you to call me-Mothball, is that really you?"
Once every pony had left the throne room, I switched back, before long though, Mother said, "Mothball..."
As we both hugged each other, I refused to think that any of the humans would ever follow me here, while Mother and I got done to business, however, I had to hide my true feelings for when I was to become King someday.
As the days went on, I realized that I was unable to get out of the castle, every time I did though; Mother would have her spies follow me everywhere I went, I felt so torn between my destiny, family, and Screwy, who not only would haunt me in sleep, but she'd also seemed to have disappeared for some strange reason.
Until, one day, I'd finally snuck away from Mother's spies, as I headed to her new home, just before I was about to head for the home, I quickly hid, knowing that if Furball saw who I really was, then he'd surely keep Screwy from me, and I knew that she wouldn't last long without me beside her.
I hid just in time to see the front door open, and there she was, but what I saw didn't at all get rid of the feeling in my stomach, in fact, I couldn't even begin to wonder how or why; but it seemed like Furball wasn't treating her nicely at all. She had lots more scars on her body, worse than the last time that I'd seen her, I noticed that she was heading towards the forest, I slowly and quietly hid, I had to follow her, even if Furball was now keeping her locked up, I couldn't bring myself to lose her, as she walked passed, I smelled Furball's scent, and I had to force back a gag as I knew what he'd smelt like; he smelt like rotten eggs, mennewer, and a hint of bad odder.
I decided to follow her, knowing where she was going, as we both went deep within the forest, she stopped, turned slowly around, and called softly, "Mothy...?"
I saw that her swirls were bloodshot, her lips puffy and dark purple, she had a few wounds on her neck and arms, dark purple marks along her stomach, and she seemed to be in lots of pain, even more pain than before.
As I slowly came out from my hiding place, after I had changed back, of course, she only heard me as I slowly walked up to her, not wanting to scare or hurt her in any way or form, I gently reached out to take her into my hooves, she winced slightly, and I whispered softly, "I'm here, Screwy... He's not going to hurt you anymore, I'll make sure of it..."
Once she was safely in my hooves, I smelt and saw the blood that was on her mane, then I saw hoof prints on her neck as well, I only held her closer to me, I didn't like the sight of her like this, it wasn't right; no Changeling would ever go this far, even for a stallion for that matter.
I gently lifted her up onto my back, she cling to my mane, afraid that I would disappear again, as I begun to walk towards Zecora's cottage, I stopped a few times along the way, making sure that she was still alive; hoping that Furball hadn't caused too much damage for my beloved mare.
Once making it all the way to Zecora's cottage, I switched back into a human, I went inside; knowing that Zecora had made us all stay at her home, for the time being, I went into the sitting room, and lowered Screwy gently onto the couch.
Just then I heard someone say, "Harry?"
I turned to see Ginny standing near the doorway, and I whispered, "Gin, quick, go wake up Zecora. It's an emergency."
She asked, "Who's-Harry, what's she doing here?"
I said, "Just go wake up Zecora, please? I'll explain later on."
She narrowed her eyes at Screwy, who had a grip on my hand, I only glanced at Ginny, who just went to go wake up Zecora, I heard her mutter something about not letting me go anywhere ever again without her, I just shook my head, not wanting to start arguing with her at this moment; right now, I needed to fix Screwy, and before her parents' found out. At the thought of her parents' finding out, I knew that Discord would kill Furball anytime soon.
Ginny returned with Zecora hot on her heals, one look told her all that she knew, as she moved closer to us, she said quietly, "Time's running out for her, young man... That stallion of hers, he needs to know who he's dealing with here, and with her spending so much time with you... I'm afraid that it's up to you to either show him, or it's your duty to save the mare you... befriended so long ago."
I whispered low for Zecora to hear, "You mean, that I'm to show that stallion that I'm not just who he believe I am?"
She nodded, working on Screwy's cuts, bruises, and scars, Ginny stood in the background, and she said, "Harry, what's going on?"
Screwy groaned, her head finding it's way onto my shoulder, and her other hoof moving to rest where the missing piece would have been, she sighed, feeling safety and comfort every time she's with me.
Zecora finally stopped, she whispered for only me to hear, "I've done the best I can, Prince Mothball, but in the meantime, she needs you more than ever. You do know what this means, don't you?"
I glanced at Ginny, then back at Screwy, I sighed, looked back up at Zecora, and whispered, "And what about the humans, Furball, and my Mother?"
She said as she got up, "As noble as you really are, in your heart, there's something in there that she's kept from you all your life. Do you not feel the pain from inside yourself?"
I said, "But I don't..."
She said, "That's true, you don't... Isn't it odd that you can feel such emotion, when you yourself, believe that you don't have it?"
I said, "How can I have one, even though, I was born without it, in the first place? Are you trying to say that she lied to me all these years?"
She asked, "Then, explain to me, how come you don't have the same qualities as the rest of them? Surely, there are others treat you differently because of your... appearance?"
I thought about that, after a few moments, I said, "I refuse to take the title, Zecora, Even if it means that I... have to stay near her... I know that she wouldn't survive without me... And neither can I."
Zecora smiled, she said, "Wise of you, young man... Or should I say, young outcast?"
I said as I ran one of my fingertips lightly across Screwy's cheek, "This young one has kept me going, ever since I'd left..."
She said, "Care to sleep here, or would you and the mare like to take the back room. Assuming that she'd like to have you beside her in sleep, young outcast?"
As I had lifted Screwy gently up in my arms, Ginny said, "I don't believe that woman... I mean, you do have a heart. How could she assume that you don't have one?"
I only continued making my way into the back room, once there, I used some of my real power to pull back the covers, after gently placing Screwy down on the bed, I made sure to double and triple check the front and back doors of the home, I didn't want Furball knowing that I had taken Screwy, and having him come here, and having him take her away from me again.
As soon as I made it back into the room, I silently closed and locked the door, then with a little help from Wizard's magic, I made sure that no one, not even Ginny, could come in, also with a little help from my true power; I also made sure that we both wouldn't run out of anything that we needed; like food and water.
I shall make that stallion pay for what he has done to my beloved, I thought, as I switched back, and climbed into the bed with her.
I whispered just before I drifted off to sleep, "He shall feel the wrath of a Changeling, not just any Changeling, a Changeling Prince. Furball, you've cross the wrong line, and now, it's your turn to feel pain, the pain in which I, Prince Mothball, shall make sure that you have it."
I refused to leave her side...
My beloved Screwy.
My Princess of Choas...
