Wishes, Magic, and Insanity Part 3

>Anon is awakening... ScrewBall remains asleep
>The dawn peeks over the trees and mountains in the distance
Anon:YAWWN
>You roar like a lion
>Waking up screwball in the process
ScrewBall: No! NO! I didnt eat them! ...
Anon:...
Screwball: Good... mornin miiiiister star man anon!
>Thats new
>She scurries off of you, and grabs her hat
>It begins to twirl and she squees
>Legendarysmile.exe is now running
>You get up and stretch
ScrewBall:Wha... what are you doing?
>touching toes
Anon:Im just-
ScrewBall: hooves touching?
>You chuckle to yourself
Anon: So, when do you want to go?
ScrewBall: Go?
>She gives you an innocent look
>Does she really not remember?
Anon:Were going to go see your mother-
>She jumps at you with such force, it knocks you back
>She is giggling, and laughing
ScrewBall: Thank you anon, THANK YOU!!
>She looks so happy
>you'd do anything to keep that smile on her face.
>You both ate an apple, then made your way toward the asylum
>on your way, it seems, the grass is not growing... and flowers seemed to be dead.
>The asylum, you and Screwball approach.
>The large building more and more ominous, with every step you take.
>You now stand at the entrance
>your legs freeze, as a cold feeling run up your back.
Screwball: whats wrong?
>You couldnt tell her you were afraid...
Anon:Its nothing...
>As soon as you place your hand on the rusty knob, it hit you
>you are going to die here...

>You pull the door open
>A gust of cold wind hits you
>Screwball does not seem to notice it.
>You walk into the poorly lit waiting room
>It smells of mouthwash in here... refreshing acutally
>A White Pony, with an extremely dark mane stood behind the counter
NursePony: Hello...
>She looks at you, like you are some alien
>Well are if you think about it!
NursePony: You... seem to be new to... um...
>She begins to sweat
>ohcelestia.png
>You can feel the awkwardness in her
Anon:We are here to see-
ScrewBall: MY MOMMY! ScrewLoose!
>The nurse pony says nothing, but ducks her head more and more under her desk.
>She is soooooo timid!
>You grabs a pair of keys on the wall behind her and throws it at you, and scurries under the desk once more
Nurse Pony: Room 15... please stay as long as you wish... would you need a guard with you?
>pokerface
>You grab the keys and make your way to... room 15...

>The door is white, like every other door
>the numbers where in red, not like every other door...
>You begin to put the key into the lock
>ScrewBall seemed happy
>Why aren't you?
>you are going to meet her mother, after all.
>How bad can it be?
>You hear the key fall into the lock snugly
>as turn the key, images and thoughts begin to cluster in your brain
>What if she is a homicidal murderer?
>What if she is some kind of evil witch, that is planning on taking over the world?!
>What if she is a unico-
>ScrewBall couldn't hold still
>She barged the door open
>Then you saw it.
>Sweet Celestia...

>The lights were blasting on the mare, strapped to the floor in the middle of the room
>She was blue... and her mane was a dull grey...
>She looked sad
>Who wouldnt? Being locked down to the middle of the floor like that?
>Screwball jumped on her, laughing
>ScrewLoose was her name?
Anon: Hello... miss, Screwloose...
>You fidget closer to her
Anon: I am looking after your daughter and-
>She began to smile
>They both were hugging
>Screwball releases her mother
>You can see she is having trouble standing up
>She is going to collapse!
>Before she falls over, you catch her
>her bags under her eyes tells you she hasn't been sleeping
>Screwball jumps on your head
>ScrewLoose remain in your arms... asleep