Butterfly Effect (Or a less pretentious title) 7/23/16

>Be Rainbow Dash
>Just finished washing the no more tears foal shampoo out of your facial fur
>You don't care what the adults say, that stuff stings.
>Flight camp has been over for nearly a week now.
>You're a little sad, but it's great to be back home again.
>Plus you found some good friends. Gilda lives pretty far away, but Fluttershy just so happens to only be a few blocks down. Er, up, actually. You get the point
>You cringe inwardly as you step out of the shower, still ashamed of knocking her to the ground
>It worked out, but you still can't help cringing every time you think of it.
>You should go see her and apologize again. You know you should.
>...At the same time, you're anxious.
>Your heart flutters at the thought of meeting with her.
>Heh...flutters.
>You realize how easily amused you are, sure.
>Anything to get your mind off it.
>You huff as you dry off and walk out of the bathroom, sliding down the circular stairs
>As normal, pegasai apartments are built very vertically. Too fat and they end up blocking out the sky over wherever the town happens to be floating
>Your father is sitting at the table, looking through a newspaper. Nothing good is on TV it seems
"Hey, dad, I'm gonna go to Fluttershy's place."
>He looked up and gave a grin. "Alright Dashie, be back by dinner."
"Okay dad!"
>He had briefly met Fluttershy and her dad a few days ago, and he always had a loose parenting style.
>He trusted you to find your way around, but he was still there to help. You really appriciated that.
>You wave and step out the door, taking flight and racing through the skies
>Every now and then some old geezer shakes their hoof at you, but you get through without crashing into anything
>Eventually you land at Fluttershy's place. It's a lot bigger than you expected; she talked down her place at camp
>Not a mansion by any means, but fairly wealthy-looking
>You gulp.
>You grit your teeth, legs wobbling ever so slightly
>But who are you?
>You're Rainbow cussin' Dash.
>You're not afraid of anything
>The door opens
>You hide in a cloud-bush
>For a moment you're astounded as a full grown mare walks outside, her coat a deep green
>Looking closer, her mane is slightly shorter and more messy than Fluttershy's. It's dull pink color and small curls are familiar
>She's tall enough to seem downright imposing, taller even than your dad
>And your dad is pretty tall, man.
>Stumping you out of your wonder, you realize the cloud underneath your hooves is shifting
>It's water has formed a mushy half-snow. The wind from being up so high and the compression into shape crystalized much of the interior
>A icicle pokes into your back
>You clench your teeth and try to flap your wings lightly, coalescing the cloud under you to be more stable
>It falters.
>Weather wasn't your favorite subject.
>You tumble out of the bush, small autumn snowflakes littering your hair
>You wave them out and look up, seeing the woman directly in front of you, a blank expression aside from the motions of chewing gum
>She blows a bubble.
>It pops.
>Your anxiety rises.
"H-heheh, hey m-miss...issit watermelon flavored? C-cuz you know, y-you look like a w-water..."
>You trail off
>You die inside
>This is the least cool thing you could possibly be doing on a saturday afternoon
>She shakes her head. "Nope, it's lemon."
>WAKE ME UP
>You are now completely convinced you are having a nightmare
>Your wings shrivel and a feather falls out
>You begin slightly trembling as the color fades out from your face
"M-my dad totally says I could be a wonderbolt. S-so don't mess with me!"
>Your voice cracks on the last syllable
>"Wouldn't dream of it, kid."
>It might be your imagination, but you could almost see a slight, supressed smirk
>The muscles on her chest seem to tighten up as if she's surpressing something
>There's a glint of genuine enjoyment in her eyes
>You're about to be eaten by a cannibalpony, you just know it!
>All the signs are there!
>Dad told you not to watch the scary movies, but they've taught you how to deal with the scariest beings imaginable
>Like Fluttershy's mom.
>You reach for your sun-shaped amulet
>You realize you don't have your holy symbol
>You reach for a icicle
>The door to the house opens, and you see Fluttershy wearing saddlebags, a small smile on her face
>It only grows larger as she sees you, and she gallops over.
>"Rainbow Dash! Wow, it's really good to see you! This is my mom, Gust Tumbler."
>You look to her mother's flank
>There's a tornado with a sun behind it
>Yep, that's pretty gusty.
>You look back to her and she smirks. "Ahh, so this is Rainbow Dash? She's cute."
>"M-mom!" Fluttershy protests, stamping her hoof. You raise an eyebrow, and Gust Tumbler laughs
>"I'm just teasing. C'mon, I can go to the shops on my own. Stay here and have fun with your little friend."
>You are confused, but you feel remarkably less like you're going to die
>You let out a huge breath, unaware you were holding it.
"Y-yeah, I'm Rainbow Dash! I'm super cute, and don't forget it!"
>Smooth.
>To be fair you are super cute though.
>You humph, and steel yourself, the wobbling in your knees subsiding
>Her smirk turns into a full grin, and she laughs again. "Alright, you two have fun."
>She spreads her wings and takes flight, kicking cloud up around her
>As she glides away, Fluttershy steps next to you.
>"She's so cool, right?"
"She sounds like she has an ulterrier moti...ulteritive...old...an agenda."
>Fluttershy giggles. "I'm glad you came, Rainbow Dash! I can show you around the place!"
>You blow a stray lock of hair from your eye and nod.
"Sure, 'Shy. Um..."
>You stop yourself, looking away from her
>She stops too, tilting her head to the side
>You hated it when she did that
>"Is something wrong, Dashie?"
>And now the pet names
>You feel your knees trembling again for an entirely different fear
"I'm sorry, again. For...you know."
>She smiles softly, and places the side of her head against yours.
>"Don't worry, Dash. I know you didn't mean to."
>Your cheeks flush against hers, and you step back
"Yeah! I'm just way too fast! Haha!"
>You nervously look from side to side.
>She seemed a little hurt, but continued smiling. "Hehe, yes, you are!" She humored your rushed bragging
>You quickly stifled a sigh
>Back at camp, one of the most common insults levelled at you, other than Rainbow Crash, was gay
>You weren't entirely unfamiliar with being called that. From what you understand, you have all the generic characteristics
>You of course denied it
>Took you about halfway through camp to figure out you actually were.
>The whole time, since you defended Fluttershy's honor and helped get her cutie mark, she defended you
>Took you about three quarters of the way through camp to figure out you had a crush on her.
>"Would you like to come in, Rainbow Dash?"
"YES!"
>You coughed, clearing your throat
"Ahem, yes, I mean."
>She opened the door and lead you inside. You shook the thoughts out of your head, and entered
>A head poked around the corner, a stallion with a yellow coat and red mane. "Back so soon? Did you forg--oh! Hello again, Rainbow Dash!"
"Hi, Fluttershy's dad!"
>Fluttershy takes your hoof in your and pulls you up the stairs. "C'mon, I can show you my room!"
>She leads you up the cloudstone steps and into a large pink room. There's stuffed animals and teasets everywhere
>You barely stifle a groan


>The next hour is fairly uneventful. It's nice to be around her again, but man are tea parties dull
>Eventually you push aside your empty teacup
"Um, this is REAL interesting and all, but could we try to do some flying? I still need a partner for some of those drills!"
>Fluttershy's expression darkened. "I'm not very...good, at flying, Rainbow Dash."
"Aw don't worry, all it takes it a little practice!"
>"That's not the point..." She was almost whispering
>You frowned and came over to sit next to her.
"C'mon 'Shy. You're not all bad. Just put those jerks behind yo--"
>Before you could continue the door opened, making you jump
>Gust Tumbler's face peeks from around the door.
>"Hey you two, how's it going?"
"FINE NEVER BETTER WHY DO YOU ASK?!"
>Fluttershy can't help but giggle, coming out of her melancholy. "It's going well, mommy."
>"Good." She walked in and kissed Fluttershy on the forehead, whispering. You strain to hear; "How well?"
>Fluttershy glanced to the side. "Mom, stooop!"
>Her mother chuckles. "What kind of mom would I be if I didn't embarass you in front of your adorable little friends?"
"A-...adorable?"
>She ruffled your hair. "Positively."
>You shot a pleading glance to Fluttershy, who was staring angrily at the table in front of her.
>"Alright, you two have fun." Gust says, pushing you closer to Fluttershy before stepping out of the room
>An awkward silence permiates
"Uh, is everything okay, Fluttershy?"
>"She's making fun of me." She replies, a resentful tone in her voice.
"Aw come on, she seems cool. What's she making fun of?"
>Fluttershy's eyes widen, and she shakes her head. "It's nothing, Dashie. Just something silly."
>You glare at the door her mother had walked through.
>No one messes with Fluttershy.
>Not even her mommy.
>You jump out of your seat and march out of the room.
>"Wait, Rainbow!"
>Half-stumbling down the stairs, you find your way into the kitchen, where Gust Tumbler is reading a book
>You hop up on the seat across the table.
>She looks at you, and you glare back.
>"M'what? Something wrong, Rainbow Dash?"
>You narrow your eyes and put on your most intimidating face
"You're being mean to Fluttershy."
>She blinks, taken aback. "Um, I am?"
"I don't know how or why, but you keep embarassing her."
>She closes the book, breaking eye contact for a moment. "I'm not being mean, I'm trying to encourage her!"
"Wh-no you aren't! What could you possibly be encouraging her to do?!"
>She slides the book to the side. "That's not for me to--...I'm trying to help her be more social."
>You crawl on top of the table and march right up, placing your nose to hers
"Fluttershy is a very nice pony, and it is NOT cool to make fun of her."
>...
>"Oh Celestia, that's the cutest."
>Fluttershy rushes into the room, flying to Gust Tumbler and pulling on her arm. "Mooom! Stop! That's not fair!"
>You deflate and step back. She can't hold a grin as she places her hooves to her face. "Awwww, no wonderrr!"
"Fluttershy, you have placed me in a strange and unusual world. I miss flight camp."
>She posessively comes to your side and grabs your hoof again, trying to pull you out of the room
"Wait! What's going on?!"
>"You're a very good friend to her, Rainbow." Gust said, patting your head.
>Despite yourself, you feel heat rising to your face. Fluttershy grits her teeth. "Mom! You always steal my friends!"
>She huffs. "I do not!"
"I'd never let someone steal me away from you!"
>Fluttershy's mouth opened for a moment, before closing in a small smile. "Of course, Dashie."
>"Seeee?" Her mom said, batting her eyelashes. "She likes you!"
"I-I don't--I mean, I d-do but, it's n-not--"
>You fumble for the words, looking between each of them
>Gust leans closer, and Fluttershy raises an eyebrow. You catch yourself
"...No, I'm not going to finish that. It wasn't going anywhere."
>Gust sighs and Fluttershy giggles.
>Fluttershy wraps her forelegs around you. "I'm glad we're friends!"
"Aha, yeah, yeah best friends alright. Friends. Friendo, yep. BEST FRIENDS."
>You chuckle and pat her back, taking care not to hold her too tightly or smell her mane too noticably
>Suddenly, Fluttershy leaned away, and looked at the clock. "Eep! It's lunch time for my bird friends!"
"Birds?"
>"Yes! Since I discovered my special talent, I've gotten some pet birds! They are very nice, we can go see them! Let me just get their food!"
>She disappeared down a doorway to who-knows-where
>Gust Tumbler walks up to you, and nudges your side. "Eh? Eeeh?"
"Um...?"
>"C'mon now. She's cute."
>You feel the blood rushing to your face until even your ears start to turn red
"W-what are you saying, Miss?"
>"I'm just saying, she's single."
"I'm not...! She's...!"
>You freeze up, your chest growing tense
"...Friends."
>She nodded knowingly, and slinged an arm over you. "I mean, don't be in a rush. You have time."
>She then tilts her head and looks to the ceiling. "Or be in a rush because this is your only childhood and you'll regret waiting super hard. Either way"
>You can't help but see the resemblance between her and Fluttershy as she does so. The way her mane curls and the blue sparkles in her eyes.
>Even the slight flicking of her ears as her head tilts
"I'm not a kid, ya know. I'm a young adult! I've got a flying license!"
>She chuckles, and Fluttershy stumbles out of the doorway holding a bag of birdseed across her back.
>You walk over and help her carry it, taking it to the backyard where several birdhouses sit daintily on the clouds
>Various hummingbirds, robins, and you forget what the rest of them are, start chirping at the sight of Fluttershy
>Birds are alright.
>One nips at your hoof as you're feeding it, but you manage to keep your cool.
>Once you finish, Fluttershy sighs and looks up at the sky. "I wish we had trees here. Woodpeckers are so cute."
>You snicker
"Oh I got some wood you can peck, cutie."
>This is probably why people think you're gay
>She gasped, hiding under her mane as much as she could. "That's rude to say in front of the birds, Dashie!"
"Oh, so you'd be fine with it if we were alone?"
>"N-no! I just mean that it's very crass!"
"You know it!"
>She huffed and picked up the food bag
>It strikes you as odd how easy it is to confess secrets if you play them off as a joke
>In any other situation, you wouldn't be able to stutter out a "You look good today" before wimping out and pretending that you had to go take some flying lessons
>You can't help but see your previously nefarious smile turn soft as you watch her try to put the food away without the birds pecking holes in the bag
>You go to help her, while Gust Tumbler steps out. "Shoo! My daughter feeds you and this is how you repay her, huh?!"
>Fluttershy giggles. "It's okay mom, they're just playful."
>You start to take to the air to wave them away, when her mother raises a wing
>She then flaps it, blowing you hard enough to slide on the fluffy ground and throw all of the birds softly into their well-sculpted cloud fence. They then pop out, chirping indignantly
"Whoa! You're like, almost as strong as our coach!"
>Fluttershy grins. "Yep! She was a junior speedster too!"
>"Yeah, get a lot of exercise on the weather team."
>Your enthusiasm immediately drops, and you sigh.
>"Hey hey, don't look like that!" Gust frowns, with still a hint of playful energy in her eyes. "I'm not a rainbow mixer or anything lame like tha--uh--"
>She coughs, looking to the side. "No offense."
>You sigh again and lower your head. "Yeah it's pretty lame."
>Your dad would be sad to hear you say that. But he'd probably admit it.
>She pats you on the head with her wing. "Don't worry, kid. If you ever need help with wingpower or tornado-chasing, I'll be here."
>Your grin returns, as does hers.
>Fluttershy wipes the sweat from her brow, satisfied in a job well done. "That's everything picked up!"
>You look up as the sun starts to lower.
"I should get home soon, dinner will be in a bit."
>"Aww! Okay, Rainbow Dash."
>Gust Tumbler nods. "Yeah, I should start cooking. Fluttershy, you need to go take a shower."
>"I know, mom!" She says, stumbling inside over her lanky legs. You chuckle lightly and follow. "I'll see you later, Dashie! Thanks for coming over!"
"Thanks for having me. It was fun!"
>You turn to Gust, who's proudly smiling.
"Nice to meet you, too, Miss 'Shy!"
>"It was wonderful, Rainbow. Keep in mind what I saaaid~" She finished the second half in a sing-songy voice.
>You instinctively blush and lower your head, breaking eye contact for a moment
>When you look back she's chuckling, still a large smile on her that reminds you of Fluttershy's gleaming face when she showed you her cutie mark
>You nearly trip over yourself on the way out, making sure not to accidentally slam the door.
>Passing the bush you were hiding in earlier, you stop and stare at it for a moment
>Still an icicle out of place, mostly melted, causing the cloud around it to darken like a small raincloud, a blotch in the yard.
>You stamp the water out of it to be polite, and a crack of thunder hits your ears before you realize the shock travelling up your arm
>You hop back on your other legs, fur frizzing around you
"Owowowowowow! Son of a bi--"
>Before you finish, you see a shadow form around you
>A moment later you feel two wings pick you up, and are turned around to see Gust Tumbler's worried face.
>"Are you okay, Dash?! What happened?"
>You decide to test the first question out first, and wave your hoof in front of your face to study it
>Well, you try anyhow. It's gone completely numb, and you end up floundering it onto your face
>Before you can try again, she asks again, "Dashie? Speak to me, sweetheart."
"Yea-HEUGH"
>You cough a small cloud of soot into her face, which she wipes off, staining both her face and wing in black
"Y-yeah I'm fine, M-miss 'Shy..."
>Despite the twitching in your left wing, you're not mortified inside from pain. It's embarassment.
>Gust itches at her eye to get the soot out. "You don't look fine. Sweetie, I need to be absolutely sure. Try to move your limbs, and tell me what's happened today."
>Your heart jumps at the pet name. She slightly loosens her grip on you, and you almost go to move closer
>You catch yourself, shaking the static electricity from your head. You try to place weight on your hooves as you recall
"Uh, I hid in a b--I mean, I uh.."
>Catching yourself again, you reflexively shake your head again to restart. You try to divorce yourself from the situation to help
"I c-came to the house and saw a very pre--"
>You clench your teeth. Okay, seperating yourself too much made you be a little...too objective.
>On the bright side, most of your limbs are working. Your right hoof still fumbles a bit, and your left wing won't buzz in sync with the other
"I--well, when I came in, me and Fluttershy had a tea par--"
>You stop yourself once more, suddenly worried
>As much as you'll defend Fluttershy in public and hang out with her, you kind of don't want it going around that you're doing lame filly stuff like tea parties
>Wait...This is her mom, it doesn't matter
>Does it?
>You want her to think you're cool. But she already knew, right?
>You still can't decide by the time she leans forward, wanting you to continue. You'll get back to that part, time to force ahead
"W-we talked about how you want me to be more forward with my crush on--"
>Fluttershy rushes into the yard, also looking over you
>Her terrified expression is enough to stop you, not even counting your reluctance to come out and say it
>"Are you okay Rainbow Dash?!" She alternates between whispering and shouting every syllable, almost crying as tears well up.
"Yeah Flutters, I'm fine."
>Gust shakes her head. "I'm not so sure, Rainbow! You're sounding disorientated, you might have amnesia!"
>Feeling is coming back into your front leg now. It hurts. A lot
>You start to tremble and yelp in pain
>But their eyes catch you first
>Not only Fluttershy's
>Gust Tumbler's eyes also begin to well up in tears
>You steel yourself, biting your tongue and forcing your lips to stop quivering
>You're Rainbow Cussin' Dash
>You don't make your best friends cry.
"I'm fine! I promise, it'll take way more than pesky icicle-poking cloud-parting little old lightning bolt to make me wince, let alone take me down!"
>With that, you force your limbs into order, puffing out your chest and holding your wings high
>Like you stood to get the coach at flight camp to notice you.
>A few moments pass
>Every time your wing begins to spasm, you look deeper into their eyes, and lock it in place
>After that, Fluttershy begins to smile, crashing into you with a full force hug
>It doesn't actually hurt
>By your estimation she's about three pounds. Tops.
>However, when Gust Tumbler wraps her arms and wings around the both of you and squeezes, you feel like you have sunburn bad enough that Nightmare Moon would sympathize
>You don't managed to keep a squeak of pain down, and she loosens her grip, pulling you up to face her
>"You're such a tough young woman, Dash."
>Your heart throbs, before she continues
>"We really need you to practice your weather control. That could have been very bad. It sounded like it was intense. I could teach you."
>You grin
"Really?! That'd be awesome!"
>She giggles and pats your head, Fluttershy still clinging to you.
>You lean into her, before realizing what you said
>Weather practice.
>Awesome.
>You'd be disgusted if you weren't in a sickly sweet huddle of wonderful feathery hugs
>Eventually Fluttershy steps back from the hug, much to your dismay
>A moment later Gust also leans away, even more to your dismay
>However, she does stop you from standing up, placing her hoof on your head and smoothing out your hair
>You hated it when people did that. It's just going to go back after you fly around for a bit.
>You buzzed your wings to fly, but the left one cramped and you immediately fell on the ground.
>Sighing, you tested out your hooves again
"I guess this is what legs are for."
>Although you hate to admit it, your legs are kinda weak
>Bouncing on the cloud streets is way different than walking on the cloudstone of houses, and it takes a lot out of you trying to control it
>This is what you get for skipping leg day every time in favor of another wing day.
>They warned you about leg day, bro. They told you, dog.
>Gust managed to put a frown on her usually joyful face. "You can't fly?"
"Yeah. Well, I mean, it's just cramping. I can still move fine."
>She nodded. "That'll happen after a big shock. Boy, I'm really glad you're gonna be okay."
>She gave you another short hug, once again completely dulling the pain and placing a big stupid grin on your face
>The previous tension in your muscles started to loosen at the sensation of your fur brushing up against hers
>She picked you up and swung you onto her back, wrapping your forelegs around her neck.
>"C'mon, I'll fly you home. Least I can do."
"O-okay, Miss 'Shy."
>"Bye, Rainbow Dash!" Fluttershy said, "Get lots of rest. You'll be fine!"
>You blink
"Wait, have you been struck by lightning before?"
>She smiled bashfully. "I got scared while mom was teaching me to fly and landed on a storm cloud instead of floating to our yard."
>Gust Tumbler winced. "Y-yeah. That was my fault. I'm sorry again, girl."
>She wrapped an arm around Fluttershy, who happily leaned in
>Looks like you have something in common with her
>Suddenly, Gust's wings shifted, one side raising and the other lowering
>Your weight shifted towards Fluttershy, nearly falling on top of her
>The sides of your faces end up smooshed together, stopping you from panicking
>Fluttershy blinked, confused, and stepped back enough for you to fall between the two and straight into her chest
>panic
>PANIC
>THEY TOLD YOU, DOG!
>You begin scrambling over the feathers around you, trying to escape without use of your wings
>All the while you breathed in a sweet scent of bananas and a faint trace of sweat
>Gust chuckled, making enough space for you to completely fall between then and then stand back up
>Your face felt as if it were on fire
>Suddenly, you are VERY thankful about being struck by lightning
>The constant twitching that your wing has been doing might cover up how stiff they've gotten
>Fluttershy stared into your eyes with a blank expression, unblinking
"Yeah I think that's about all the milage we're going to get out of this visit BYE FLUTTERSHY!"
>You jump onto Gust's back.
"GO! MUSH!"
>Gust laughed heartily, before blasting off the ground, still chuckling
>You grumbled under your breath. The heat was slowly retreating from your cheeks, but seems to be stuck now
>The cool fall air rushing around you seems to be helping the stiffness in your wings though.
>"You know, I didn't see that coming. You should take her out for dinner first, sheesh."
>You began to mumble nothing in particular louder, your voice cracking occasionally
"Y-you know I didn't...It's not that I..."
>"Such a forward young woman." She chuckles
"...Y-...you too."
>She stopped a moment, looking back to you. "Me? Forward about what?"
>Your heart spiked in embarassment
"Nothing, that's just...what you say..."
>Her chuckle takes a deeper tone. "You're pretty grown up. Even though, you're a small girl."
"Despite myself."
>You cough. What just came over you?
"I mean, I just do a lot of training and I don't get much bigger. I guess it's good for my aerodynamics."
>"Mhmm." She coos. You feel the flight start to stiffen. She doesn't make as many little adjustments
>"Don't be in a rush to grow up. I wish I could be your size nowadays."
>You snort.
"Why?"
>"Well, I find ponies like you cute."
>Suddenly she drops a few feet. "Oh jeez, I just said that..."
>A few seconds of silence follow. You want to contemplate what she just said, feeling oddly complemented. But at the same time...
>You're alone, and she's the person who'd know the best other than Fluttershy herself.
>You bury your head into the back of her head, mumbling out the question
"Do you think Fluttershy thinks I'm cute?"
>You can see her grin. "Of course. Like momma, like daughter!"
>She tilts her head to the side. "Y'know. Assuming she's gay."
>You gulped.
"That's a really big assumption, Miss."
>"Only about as big as assuming you are."
>You blinked. Well.
>You suppose she's right in a way, but that's not really the point.
"Wait, you don't even know she's--then why would you tell me to ask her out?!"
>"Well how else am I supposed to figure out?" She rolls her eyes. "It'd be a little suspicious for me to ask my daughter if she wants to do kissing with girls."
>She's got you there, too.
"How am I suppose to confess without even knowing? You know what'll happen if she doesn't like me back?!"
>"Yep."
>
>Well shit. Just drop that on me why don't you.
>She places her weight on one wing, lightly smacking you in the side of the head with the other. In the middle of your amazement, she winks at you.
>"It's scary, but she likes you. It'll work out!"
"You've gotta teach me how to do that!"
>She shrugs. "At least I can't say you have a one track mind. You have at least two!"
>Giving her directions, she eventually floats down to the front of your apartment.
>You climb off grinning.
"Thanks, Miss. Today was pretty fun."
>"I'd say so!" She nuzzles the top of your head in a motherly way. "Come back any time, Dash. I'll train ya on the weekends."
"I can't wait! Today's..."
>"Saturday." She finishes
"So we can start tomorrow?!"
>"Quite antsy, aren't ya? Sure thing. See you then, Dashie." She finishes, drawing out the pet name and winking.
>You can't help but blush as you wave, and she takes off again, shooting into the sky
>She does a small flip while smirking at you, tumbling in the air and gliding off
>You can't help but flap your sore wings in excitement
>Even if it'll be about boring weather stuff, it'll still be training
>And with the promise of seeing more Gust Tumbler and Fluttershy
>You climb up the stairs to your place and walk in
>Your dad turns to you, washing a few dishes in the sink next to the window.
>"Hey, squirt. Who's that?"
"It's Fluttershy's mom, Gust Tumbler. She gave me a ride back! She's really nice."
>"I see!" He placed a plate on the table, and then a bowl of good ol' spaghetti.
>"But I thought you would want to fly there and back on your own. You're always exercising your wings."
>A bead of sweat drops from your forehead.
"Y-yeah, just felt a little tired."
>He leaned to the side, looking at your twitching wing."Is something wrong?"
>You sigh.
"Okay, I might have accidentally soaked the ground into a stormcloud, and then stamped it wrong and got a shock."
>"What?!" He nearly yelled. "Why would you do that? I've always told you to be careful with stormclouds."
>You shrunk a little under his gaze.
"W-well, Fluttershy has a very nice house, and it'd look ugly if there was just one patch..."
>He sighed. "We're gonna need to get you a weather tutor."
"Don't worry! Miss 'Shy said she'd teach me. She's on the Cloudsdale weather team!"
>A smile returned to his features. "Oh really? And you'd do that?"
"Of course! She's super cool."
>He laughed and placed a plate next to you. "Alright then. When do you start?"
"Tomorrow!"
>"Hm. Alright then. I'll be quizzing you when you get home though, so don't slack off."
>You managed to lose a small portion of your enthusiasm at the mention of quizzes.
>After dinner finishes and the night goes on, you retire to bed
>Laying down and pulling the covers over your shivering body
>As you snuggle down, your mind flashes back to earlier in the day
>Your heart leaps as the images and sensations of being pressed against Fluttershy returns to your memory
>As your wings stiffen, you convince yourself that your pressing your face into the pillow from the cold rather than any namby pamby extreme desire to be pressed to Fluttershy's chest once again.
>The sensation of Gust's fathers stroking your back as you breathe in Fluttershy's scent is something you can't get out of your head
>You shudder at the thought
>As you lie there intoxicated by your own fantasies, you think to yourself
>Okay, Gust was right
>You REALLY need to ask Fluttershy out



>The new day has come.
>And so have you
>Going through your normal morning stretches, you can't help but be keenly aware of your every movement
>You stretch enough to place your chin against your knee, laying it there for a few moments, listening to the gently swaying wind outside your window
>You lift yourself up on your forelegs and extend your wings, slowly taking the weight off them and floating in place
>You're a lot calmer than you were last night, but you're still excited for the rest of the day
>After a few more stretches, you're done, and you've worked up a light sweat. You make your way to the shower
>As you're checking to make sure there's a towel, you catch sight of yourself in the mirror.
>Taking a few different angles, and comparing yourself to the surroundings, you feel like you've nearly grown an inch
>Making sure the door is locked, you step your forelegs on the counter
>A moment of preparation, and you place your legs together, puffing out your chest.
>Slightly disappointed, you find it's not quite as enticing as Fluttershy's.
>You'd still do you, though.
>You stretch out your body sideways, only to frown once more
>You still feel like a bit of a runt, compared to your equals in age.
>As much as you enjoy the aerodynamics aspect, it's a little embarrassing to imagine you trying to hold Fluttershy like a woman when you're a smidge above half her height
>You sigh heavily and stretch out your wings, which had grown fairly well.
>At least you always got these babies.
>You're so worth it.
>A quick shower later, you dry yourself off
>This would be the time you put perfume or something on, right?
>Dad did buy you some a long time ago, 'just in case'.
>Or is that something only girly girls do? Are you like a guy in this equation?
>No one taught you how to be gay.
>This is bullshit.
>You elect to just follow your normal routine, and fly out the door
>You screech to a halt, and open it again, peeking your head back to the main room
"Bye, dad!"
>"Always in a rush..." He sighs, waving you off.
>Zipping across the cloudy roofs of the buildings, you eventually make it to the nicer neighborhood
>There's a nip in the wind today. You're almost shivering by the time you touch down
>Your fur coat has turned entirely puffy due to your goosebumps.
>A few stray snowflakes pass by you as you knock on the door. The cold always comes quicker, up in the sky.
>Almost immediately, Fluttershy opens it with a grin. "Hello, Rainbow Dash! I'm so glad you could make it!"
>You instinctively lean forward, closing a scant few inches of distance between your faces
"Heya! How've you been?"
>"G-good, Rainbow." She stutters, leaning back. "And you?"
"Well uh, that's the thing. You see, I have something to...Ah, we'll get back to it."
>You wave your arm dismissively, chuckling. A bead of sweat forms on your brow
>She tilts her head, her expression softening
>Interest, but no need to rush you.
>She steps aside, letting you in.
>You almost feel good about wimping out, just to spend time watching that.
>After a moment you jolt, stepping inside before you spend too long just staring at her
>The door closes, revealing the most disappointed motherly face you've ever seen behind.
"Hey-heeey, Miss 'Shy!"
>"Hey, kid." She managed to smirk, ruffling your hair. "Here for some tutoring?"
"You bet!"
>A bit happy to change the subject, you shivered. Kind of lame that you forgot to bring a scarf or anything.
>"Oh, Rainbow Dash!" Fluttershy trotted to your side. "You're not cold, are you?"
"Yeah, a little, but it won't be too bad. Working warms you up."
>She looked to the ground. "...Well, you could borrow my scarf. I-if you want to..."
"That's oka--"
>"OF COURSE SHE WOULD!" Gust Tumbler interrupted, grinning and pushing the both of you to the stairs.
"What are you doing?!"
>You hissed to her, as Fluttershy stumbled up the steps.
>She leaned closer and whispered. "It's romantic! You read about it all the time in novels!"
"I don't read!"
>"Shush!"
>You took wing up the stairs, reaching the top at the same time as Fluttershy.
>Walking into the room, she opens her dresser
>You peer in from behind
>Scarfs of various colors
>And, under them...
>You see a pair of long socks
>Your eyes widen.
>Where the heck did she get those?
>You can't imagine her going into a shop and asking for them.
>A moment later, you see her jolt and throw some other clothes over them
>She starts to turn to you, and you immediately redirect yourself to looking at her line of stuffed animals
>You raise an eyebrow, feeling her embarassed gaze hit you
>But your attention is immediately grabbed by another question.
>What do people even do with stuffed animals?
>Just stare at them?
>You almost jump as a long scarf is wrapped around your neck.
>Looking down, it's a shade of orange with white stripes
>You place a hoof to it and rub it against your cheek, bringing a smile to your face
"Wow, this is comfy."
>She grins proudly. "It's one of my favorites!"
"Oh, uh, you sure? I don't want to get it all sweaty or anything."
>"That's fine, Rainbow. I won't have any problem wearing it after that."
>
"...What?"
>You hear a small squee from behind the corner out of the room.
>You almost feel like you're in a setup.
>Her eyes dart back and fourth. "U-um, I said that it's okay. You look cold."
"Well...okay. Thank you!"
>You smile in appriciation. And while it is genuine, you can't help but feel odd about the situation
>It doesn't quite feel real. You take a moment to look at her.
>She seems nervous. She keeps breaking eye contact, too
>She does that often enough normally, but it almost seems moreso now.
>Or maybe you're just being more aware since it's set up to be such a big day
>"Um..."
>Oh shoot, you've been staring for too long
>You move a lot faster than you think, you notice
"Sorry, got distracted by something."
>She looked down at the ground. "Hey, Rainbow Dash...?"
"Yeah?"
>She took a deep breath. "My mom keeps acting strange around us..."
>You gulped.
"Yeah. I guess she has."
>"She gets this way sometimes. I hope you don't take it personally."
"I take it super personally."
>Her pupils shrink
"I mean, in a good way! Like, personal advice."
>You place a hoof on her shoulder, and try to smile reassuringly
>"Oh. With...weather stuff?"
>
"Yeeeeah. With weather."
>She sighs and smiles. "Of course, Dashie."
>Your hoof slowly slides down her side.
>She blinks as it reaches her velvet-soft wing. The feathers part slightly
>"D-Dashie?"
"Hm? What? I didn't do nothing."
>You quickly retract your hoof, grinning.
>You're one smooth motherfucker.
>Now is the time. Confess your love and then kiss her, like you dreamed last night. 3...2...1...
"Say, you don't..."
>You freeze up
>You realize as much as you fantasized about the kiss part, you put literally no planning in the confessing part
>shit.
>"I...don't?"
>Ow. You wince
>Her saying those words somehow stings you even though she had no idea what she was saying
"Yeah uh, nevermind. I should get to practicing with Gust Tumbler."
>She frowns. "Y-yeah. Have fun."
>You start to leave, and she holds a hoof out. "Please don't get struck by lightning again, Rainbow Dash!"
>You turn your head back and give a toothy grin.
"I'M going to be doing the striking this time!"
>She giggles, and you make your way out, immediately running into a grinning Gust Tumbler
>Before you can say anything, she shushes you and brings you downstairs
>"Sooo? It sounds like it was going well, but then you stopped!"
"I uh, lost my nerve. I have no idea how to do this, I've never tried to get a marefriend."
>"Hmmm."
>Both of you exit the house and take wing, flying up to the higher clouds.
>Eventually you're higher than most everyone else, and Gust sits on a cloud
>You sit on it too, taking a breath. The air is much thinner here. She seems to be breathing harder too, though she's handling it better
"So uh, what did you want to teach me?"
>You made the bad call to say that right after exhaling, leaving you a little lightheaded at the end.
>She smirks, noticing. "Be careful to time your breathing. Wasting any breath up here puts you in a bad spot. Or anywhere, really."
>You tilt your head, and she continues. "In weather control, and romance, you just have to keep calm and time things correctly."
>You feel like you're in one of those cartoons where the hero guy goes to learn from Japonyse monks or something.
>You snicker. If Fluttershy ever becomes a vampire, at least you'll know how to beat her.
>Fat chance of that happening.
"What do you mean?"
>"Well, for instance..."
>She lightly stamps on the cloud, spreading it out and making it thinner. "Sometimes everything gets scattered around. You have to get everything together to affect it as a whole."
>Spreading her wings, she scoops it closer, circling her hooves and collecting it into one fluffy pile. "There. I suppose in romantic terms, it would be..."
>She thinks for a moment, then sits up straight, leaning slightly forward and gazing into your eyes.
>"You have to wait till she has her complete attention on you. Like this."
>You gulp as her eyes twinkle in the bright sunlight.
>The wind blows her mane over to one side, slightly covering one of her eyes
>It looks almost like Fluttershy's now.
>"Then, you need to make sure the cloud isn't full of static electricity. To do that you just sort of have to feel the effects of it on your fur, when it sticks up."
>Her breath becomes quicker, and she takes a moment. "Sorry, not used to talking so much at this height, heheh."
>She wonders for a moment, staring off into space. "In terms of her, make sure to make her comfortable. Close the distance, but slowly. Here."
>Her wings spread, and she hold her arms out. Your heart jumps, and you awkwardly scootch a little closer.
>She giggles softly and grabs you by the shoulders, pulling you closer
>Not quite together,  but only five or six inches away. She takes another deep breath
>She must be feeling as lightheaded as you.
"M-maybe we're up too high?"
>"No, no. I just wanted to start you off in the big leagues. I know you're not a little kid."
"I'm not a kid at all."
>You smile at that. She chuckles. "You are compared to me. Besides, maybe I wanted some privacy to talk about you kissing on my daughter. I'm sort of having and off-day though. Not timing my breathing right."
>Then you fold your ears, looking away.
"H-how do you do that?"
>"Hm? Kiss? I assumed you knew."
"Y-yeah, of course! I've had marefriends."
>You quickly cover for yourself, breaking eyecontact and staring to the side.
"Just, never...Fluttershy."
>Was that lie believable? You guess. You're totally the hottest pony in Equestria, you probably would have had a dozen fillyfriends if you felt like it.
>"Heheheh..."
>Gust pulls a wing over you, pushing your gaze back to hers. She almost looks a little dizzy "Well, you'll definitely have to take the lead; she surely won't. Just lean in and do it."
"But..."
>You realize now a light blush has covered her face.
>"But what? You want to, don't you? And she would like it."
"How do you know?"
>"I know I would. I-if, I was her, that is..."
>After hearing that, you decide maybe you're a little dizzy too.
"You would...?"
>Her smile grows a little more, biting her bottom lip. Her eyes become half-lidded. Everything about her reminds you of your fantasies of Fluttershy.
>And maybe a little more.
>"Yeah. I'm pretty sure I would."
>You lean forward as the wind blows from behind her
>She uses the same shampoo as Fluttershy.
>She leans forward too.
>You place your hooves on her shoulders, standing yourself up, at the same height as her.
>She doesn't move any further. "There you go." She whispers, a breathy sound all too familiar to you. "Now what would she like?"
>Quiet desperation in her eyes.
>You pull her towards you, and your lips meet
>A moment later she wraps her arms around you
>Her wings that were also wrapped around you slowly start to move away, held at full mast to the sides.
>You start to pull away, but she pulls you back, holding your chest to hers.
>The heavy beats of each of your hearts are slightly out of sync, constantly rumbling between you
>Eventually she jerks back, placing you down
>Both of you pant
>You fall to your side, the heat in your face slowly dispersing the cloud under it.
>Gust's face seems to be alternating between joy, horror, and a more...base expression.
>Her wings aren't helping her hide the latter.
>Seeing them spread out is impressive. They're powerful, yet lithe
>She continuously steps towards you, flicking her tail, before shaking her head and stepping back
>Meanwhile your legs cling together, unable to function. Same as your own wings. You look to her
>A sly grin, as a strand of your drool rest on her chin. She slinks over to you with catlike grace.
"M-...miss 'Shy?"
>She slings a leg over you and leans down, putting her mouth next to your ear. "C-call me Flutt-..."
>She suddenly stops, shakes her head one last time, and with a back leg she stamps a hole straight through the cloud. "Ahem. Yes, Rainbow Dash?"
"...Thank you for the lesson..."
>Her mood suddenly changed. A genuine laugh came out of her. The blush and outstretched wings stayed, but her eyes returned to normal.
>A few moments passed, as you sat up and the icy wind blew. You only realized as it sent a shiver up your spine, but at some point you started sweating.
>She lays down next to you, on her stomach, trying her best to wrap a wing around you and shield you from the wind.
>After a moment of consideration, you decide that if it's already gone this far...
>You push her to her side and bury your face in her chest
>She laughs again, pulling you into it and holding you there.
>It's as heavenly as you remembered
>Not quite as soft, but the long forelegs and wings wrapped around you make up for it, smothering you in Gust's scent
"So, uh..."
>You mumble into her chest, unwilling to leave untill she pulls you back. Her gaze still holds a trace of lust, but mostly replaced with a matronly soft smile
"This is how you kiss?"
>"I thought you said you've kissed before."
>
"Shit."
>She laughs ever harder, dying down after a few minutes. "Well...shit, indeed. I didn't mean to nab your first one."
>You give a cocky grin, as is your nature
"First of many."
>"Mmm. If I have my way, definitely." She nearly give a playful growl, ruffling your already windblown hair
>At this moment, you realize something odd in your mouth
>Moving it around, it tastes sort of like lemon.
>Your blush intensifies as you realize it
>She begins to speak, and then stops, feeling her cheek.
>"Hey, you uh, wouldn't happen to have my gum, right?"
"Maybe a little."
>She chuckles. "Mind giving it back?"
>You start to move closer, when she suddenly shifts, rubbing her eyes.
>She sits up, looking around. "The cloud is lowering. We won't be in privacy for long."
>Then she takes another deep breath. The air has become much easier for you to breathe, too.
>As the air reaches your lungs, you begin to hear the alarm bells that had the power cut on them earlier
>That's okay. You're Rainbow Dash. You stopped listening to those things when you were five.
>Looking at Gust Tumbler's face, you see small twitches, hinting at emotions but seemingly conflicting with themselves
>You're not the best at reading people.
>It's not one of your skills, and you severely regret that.
"Miss 'Shy?"
>She looks to you, and slowly smiles. "Yes, Rainbow Dash?"
"I, uh..."
>You shuffle your front hooves to eachother on the cloud, wings still spread out behind you.
>"Well, spit it out, kid."
>She stretched out, nudging your shoulder before raising her arms and yawning from lack of air.
>Your eyes are immediately drawn to her unobscured body
"I'm not really...I mean, I'd like to k-keep--"
>A feather releases from Gust's wing, blowing into your face
>She giggles in genuine surprise. Eventually she meets your stare again. "Okay, that just made me laugh. Go ahead."
"I mean, I'd like to...you know, keep practicing."
>"Oh, really? You mean like with the weather?"
>You find it hard to hide your frustration.
>"Then you'd be able to work the stiffness out of these things." She placed a hoof on one of your wings, bouncing it
>A shiver runs up your spine
>Somehow, the idea of weather practice seems even lamer to you now than it ever has before
"Not weather."
>"You were absolutely timid a few moments ago!" She stood up again, stretching out the rigidity from her wings.
>Well, you're not anymore.
"Yeah, but I changed my mind!"
>"I think there's a key phrase we're missing here."
>Oh no.
>She's not going to do it, is she?
>She's not ACTUALLY going to make you beg, right?
>The blush of your infatuation now becomes mixed with one of anger.
"I want to hold you."
>A glitter in her eye, and a deflecting hoof wave. "N-no, not that! Although...you do know how to make a mare blush."
>You gulp.
>Rainbow Dash doesn't beg.
>But generally Rainbow Dash doesn't want to bury her face into a mare's plumage
>Okay that's a lie, Rainbow Dash does generally want to do that. But not this much.
"C'mon, we can catch another cloud."
>She stops for a second, looking you over. Almost as if considering it, before crossing her front hooves and shaking her head. "Nope, we're still missing a vital part of the equasion."
>You grit you teeth.
"Plea--"
>"That's right, Fluttershy!" She cuts you off, almost desperate to take the focus away
>You blink. Oh.
>"I already feel kind of bad for taking as many of your experiences as I have, heh...Ahem, so uh, I'd really like the rest of the practicing to be with Fluttershy."
>Wait
"The rest of the practicing with Fluttershy? WITH? As in, the three of us?"
>Gust's eyes widened. The word "No" began to form on her lips, but never exited.
>As she's staring into space, it hits your dense skull that she probably meant just you and Fluttershy.
>...Although.
"I mean...I wouldn't mind."
>You grin, and her pupils shrink even more. "I-I uh, I don't think that would be quite appropriate."
>You may not read romance novels, but you definitely know a fantasy when you see one.
"I'm just saying, you said she'd appreciate a forward, experienced--"
>It was her turn to grit her teeth.
>"You're not getting me to kiss my daughter."
>You speak slightly over the sound of chirping birds
"Who said anything about kissing her?! I just know that you know she would feel much safer if her loving mother was there to give her a few tips!"
>She gave a nervous laugh, lowering her voice. "Oh my goodness. You're not convincing me to do this. No, no. Fluttershy is all yours."
"Oh, that's not what I meant. I want her AND--"
>The cloud underneath you warps slightly as it merges with the platform Fluttershy's birdhouses are held on.
"Oh. I guess we made the cloud fall-"
>You look to the side, seeing Fluttershy standing in the doorway of her home, looking at you.
>Wide eyed.
>You take this moment to realize you and her mother are standing face to face, your wings entirely erect, and Gust's own poorly concealed wingboner poking out to the sides.
>At any other moment, for any other pony, this might have been the end
>But not for Rainbow Dash
>Especially not for a Rainbow Dash that has been consistantly teased for the entire weekend
>Not to mention the entire time at flight camp, helping her with exercises
>Watching her stretch out every morning
>There is no going halfway. Every muscle tenses at the sight of your crush
>You either back down, or go for it right now.
>YOU USE IT OR LOSE IT BABY
>MAXIMUM SEDUCTION
>You saunter over to her, putting on a winning smile
>You shouldn't even need to qualify it; every smile you give is winning
>You can see Gust's excited expression in the reflection of the window next to Fluttershy
"Heya, 'Shy."
>"Hello, Rainbow Dashie." She smiles back, sitting down and waving her hoof
>your knees turn to jello
>hooves are heavy, knees weak, wings spaghetti
>Okay that's not true, your wings are still pretty stiff
>As you're trying to compose yourself, she looks between you, her mother, and your wings
>You give your wings a flex, causing her to continue staring at them for a few moments
>You're not very good at reading expressions, but even you can sense anger in her face
>Enough to make your own smile lose it's luster
>She then looks back to your eyes, regaining her gentle demeanour
>What was that about?
>She locks eyes with her mother. You turn back to look at Gust Tumbler, who is nervously grinning, gesturing at Fluttershy to you
>You turn back, and Fluttershy sighs, looking at the ground.
>Okay, now wings spaghetti
>You feel dozens of butterflies in your stomach
>A few moments of silence, and Fluttershy looks up to you
>She puts up a forced smile. "How has my scarf been treating you?"
"O-oh."
>You place a hoof on it, rubbing it to your cheek again.
"It's been really nice, thank you."
>She relaxes. "You're ever so welcome, Dash."
>
>Shit.
>You're choking.
>Hard.
"I-I suppose I should get back to...exercises! Hahah! You know, the exercisy type. With...clouds."
>"Okay, Dash. Don't tire yourself out too mu--"
>You blast into the air, flying back up onto another cloud


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>Shit.
>Be Gust Tumbler
>Rainbow choked.
>Hard.
>You trot over to Fluttershy, who looks increasingly angry. At you.
"Heyyy, girl. What's up?"
>She sighs through her nose.
"Did I, uh, do anything wrong?"
>"I'm tired of you always teasing me about her."
>You can see why Rainbow Dash choked now.
"I'm not trying to tease you. I mean, I just think you two make a good team is all."
>She stamped her hoof as hard as she could, barely making the cloud underneath her jiggle. "S-she's not...!"
>A moment passes, and she looks back down. "She's not...She doesn't like girls."
>You blink
"Wait, she doesn't?"
>"No! She doesn't! People teased her all the time about it in flight camp! She always said she wasn't gay. So, she's straight."
"...Oh. That's awkward."
>"Yes, mom! It is!" She huffed.
>Well, that changes things.
>You're not entirely confused. You understand what it's like to be picked on; sometimes you have to hide aspects of yourself
>Still, it'd have been a lot easier to know this from the beginning.
"Sweetheart, I don't think you should write off your feelings--"
>"I already have." She grumbles, breaking eyecontact. "I-I mean, I don't have--..."
>You gently smile, pulling her over to you.
"Wanna talk about it? I think it would help."
>Plus, you want all the juicy details!
>"There's not much to say." She leans on you. "I just...heard the rumors, a-and she's pretty, and I thought..."
>You stroke her hair, waiting patiently.
>"I just want to be over it."
>She nuzzles into your chest, hiding her face
>A tingle spreads over your body
>An errant twitch in your wing
>FUCK STOP THIS IS NOT OKAY
>You have to keep yourself from jumping back
>It would hurt Fluttershy, in her vulnerable state.
>Alright, keep calm Gust
>You're just a little worked up
>From when Rainbow was doing this
>Boy, that was fun
>She pushes against you, wrapping her arms around one of your forelegs
>God, it does feel like Rainbow
>You bite your lip.
"Hey, uh, you don't have to feel that way."
>Amazing pep talk material, you're giving out.
>You take a deep breath and try to cool yourself down. Rainbow's comment earlier is getting to you.
>Note to self: Never talk to someone dear to you when you're horny
>This marks around the 5,000th time you've made that note to yourself
>"Mommy, I'm just...I know it's wrong, but I'm angry and I'm not sure why."
>She sounds resentful. You know how that feels.
>You frown and hold her tighter.
"Fluttershy, remember when I was teaching you how to fly?"
>She sniffles and nods her head.
"After you landed on the stormcloud, you told me you never wanted to fly again. But whenever I caught you alone, you were always fluttering around and having fun. But then you went to flight camp and everyone made fun of you."
>Her ears fold and she looks down.
>You put your hoof to her chin and pull her face to look at yours
"You really like flying. It's just something personal to you, and you had bad experiences when it came to light. Some of those are my fault, and I'm sorry. Some are just dumb bullies. So you pretend you don't like flying because it's scary to do it in public."
>She huddles up to you, and you wrap a wing around her.
"Do you ever think Rainbow feels the same way?"
>"...M-maybe?"
"Exactly. Maybe! It's okay to ask, she trusts you. You should trust her to be considerate about your feelings too, right?"
>"A-and if she doesn't like me back?"
"Flutters', she'll always like you. Whether she loves you back is just something you'll have to find out."
>A small smile formed on her face, and she nodded.
"Now, if you're feeling okay, go up there and tell her how you feel."
>"Okay, mom!"
>She flew up and hugged you, placing her face next to yours
>She then pulled back.
>"You smell like bananas. Have you been using my shampoo?"
"Shut your mouth and go up there, sweetie."
>"R-right, sorry!"
>She spread her wings and slowly raised into the air.
"Good luck!"
>As soon as she's out of earshot, you heave the biggest sigh you've ever had
"Hooooooly shit that was almost all kinds of bad. PHEW."
>You're quite frankly amazed with how you managed to pull that together
>Somehow stumbling out of your base instincts and lovesick dreams into being a rolemodel
>Describes the last decade and a half or so of your parenting perfectly.
>Although a bit of guilt lingers. You might have coerced her away from the truth a little.
>Okay, maybe you used her shampoo
>Maybe you planned teasing Rainbow Dash until she was too infatuated to think straight, leading to her coming out to Fluttershy
>MAYBE you considered the idea of teaching her how to kiss a few too many times while you were taking a cold shower
>But you did NOT plan to actually do it.
>...or to get psyched out from it to the point where you considered teaching your daughter how to kiss too.
>You feel kind of sick
>At the same time you feel kinda...aroused.
>Damn Rainbow Dash.
>You knew she'd be a good marefriend.
"...Heh."
>You hope they have fun together.
>You know you would.
>A twang of regret on your heartstrings
>You feel kind of old.


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>Be Rainbow Dash
>You are hiding on a small cloud
>Well, less hiding and more strategically resting atop a cloud
>yeah
>You're fine, just need a rest
>Did a lot of weather training today
>Yeah that'll work
>All that acid that builds up in your muscles or whatever the egghead teachers at flight camp said
"Uuuugh. I'm a total scaredy cat."
>You wrap the scarf around your head, and then bury your face in the cloud
>You don't even really know what the upper half of a cat looks like.
>But you're pretty sure you're as scared as one.
>You try to find some way to distract yourself from your inadequacies
>You're sick of looking at the sky, so that's out
>You don't really feel like dashing, so no flying
>Sighing, you're content to chew Gust's gum. It's still pretty sour
>The cloud suddenly jiggles, and you lift your face up
>The scarf falls down to your shoulders, revealing Fluttershy
>She giggles at the sight, readjusting her scarf on you
>You spend a few moments staring at eachother
"Heya, 'Shy."
>"Hello, Rainbow Dashie."
>She shuffles closer. "Can I ask you a personal question?"
>Oh god
>Not something personal
>Anything but that
>Your heart seems to start pumping anxiety instead of blood
"yeah sure mang."
>What the fuck is wrong with you
>You shrink, hiding under the scarf
>"You trust me, right?"
"Absolutely."
>You say instantly, nary a stammer
>You mean it. You'd trust her with anything.
>"I know you always said you aren't. But...are you...? Um."
>She fidgets, having trouble getting the word out.
"Yeah I'm super gay. Like, uncomfortably gay."
>A sharp intake of breath. Her eyes sparkle.
"I'm sure that kinda makes me look like a creeper, now."
>"W-what do you mean?"
>You rotate your hoof, uncomfortably looking away
"You know. The whole...helping you stretch every morning. Taking showers together in the lockerroom."
>"Oh. I, um, it's okay, I trust that you were doing it in a non-...non s-s-sexual...way."
"YEP!"
>You accidentally shout once again
>She stops breathing for a moment, simply staring at you
>Oh shit.
"Oh shit."
>She knows
>A deep crimson blush forms around her face
>And a small smile.
>"You were looking at me in...in that way?"
>Okay
>You said it before
>But if you're tired of starting over...
>Stop giving up.
>You start to lean forward
>There comes a point where you have to commit
>Just say it quickly. Get it over with
"I'm gay for you. Surpriiiise!"
>She jumps into your hooves, clinging to you
>"I love you!"
>In the midst of your surprise, she presses her face against yours in an awkward kiss
>It doesn't matter how clumsy it is.
>You roll to your back, letting her lay atop you as you kiss
>After a few moments, she pulls back, taking a breath
>She then pulls back further, suddenly confused.
>You can't help but pull her back down and run your hooves down her sides, completely enraptured
"What's wrong, Flutters'? That was great."
>"Why were you chewing mom's gum?"
>
>BID MY BLOOD TO RUN
>SAVE ME FROM THIS NOTHING I'VE BECOME
>Fluttershy raises an eyebrow, still a light blush across her cheeks
>"Dashie?"
>Life is full of problems, and here's the remedy;
>Denial works for me.
"I-I uh, I shared--SHE, shared the uh, the gum with me. Y-you know. From her...saddlebags."
>She tilted her head. "Saddlebags? She keeps it on the coun--"
"THE COUNTER, right!"
>You are the worst liar you know, and that will probably never change. You can't imagine someone worse at it
>Fluttershy presses her nose to your neck, sending a shiver down your spine. "Rainbow, I honestly have no idea what you could be lying about."
>You break eyecontact, casting your gaze over the sky
>Only to meet with two blue eyes, poking out of a cloud
>And a unmistakable gleaming grin
>You send every bit of distress you can to her
>You can't tell if she understands by the time Fluttershy pulls your face to her own
>She lays the gentlest kiss you can imagine on the tip of your nose. Lighter even than the cloud beneath you
>"Really, Dashie. Nothing could ruin this day; it's been the best in my life."
>Oh Celestia, your heart skips two beats
>The only thing you can bring yourself to do is to cling to her, holding her tightly
>She awkwardly tries to place her muzzle below your chin in a demure manner, despite being larger than you
>You feel like there's another Princess you should call out to in ecstacy from love in this case, but she's so forgettable you don't really remember her name
>So you'll settle with, Celestia, she is adorable
>You press your hooves into her wings, bringing out gasps and chuckles in unpredictable timings, both making you grin
>You'll have to get used to playing with other mares
>Well...Assuming they don't leave you because they find out you've been messing around with their mothers
>You gulp.
>Delaying the inevitable will only make you seem worse
>At the same time, every second holding her is precious to you. You can't bring yourself to cut this time short
>She looked up at you, eyes glittering in the sunlight
>You notice the lack of gum in your mouth
>It is at this moment it really hits you that Fluttershy has swapped second-hand spit with her mother right now
>This is both extremely arousing and mildly distressing
>Wait, you're Rainbow Dash
>It's just arousing.
>You can't help but shoot a sly grin to Gust's cloud, quickly looking back to Fluttershy so as not to let her catch on
>Fluttershy stares up at you, antsy and waiting
>Oh god. you can't bring yourself t-
>"I-I don't want to be pushy, but.."
>She leans in again, planting another clumsy kiss on you
>Then pulls back, another gentle smile on her face
>
>FUCK SHE GOT DISTRACTED, YES
>You roll over on top of her, giving your wings a bit of breathing room and stretching them out
>You knew you weren't the only one who didn't think straight when you were this close to someone you've wanted
>Grinning, you spread her wings to the side on the cloud.
>She instinctively covers her midsection with her front legs, nervously diverting her gaze
>You give a playful grumble as you try to move them, causing her to giggle and hold them to herself tighter
>You suddenly stop, however, looking down upon her as if you found the holy grail
>It is there, within reach
>The fluffiest, softest chest you've ever seen
>You dive your face into it, stretching out on top of her and nuzzling in as close as you can
>Her ticklish laughter slowly becomes replaced with a pleasant murmur
"Ohh, yeah, this is the life."
>Before you can get too comfortable, she tenses beneath you
>You raise your head, and follow her eyes
"What is it?"
>"P-people."
>Another foal and her dad seem to be gliding from cloud to cloud.
"Maybe he's teaching her how to fly or something. Oh well, back to canoodling!"
>Before you can, she slides out underneath you, pressing into the cloud. "Dash! They might see!"
>You chuckle and put an arm around her
"Maybe I'd like that!"
>She squeaks and wraps her wings around herself for a moment, looking into your eyes
"Oh, fine, let's get down."
>A soft smile and a quick kiss on your cheek are her only reply, before falling through the cloud and spreading her wings to catch her.
>You, on the other hand, drop off the cloud without opening your wings, enjoying the wind whistling around you and the flush move from your cheeks back into your limbs as the adrenaline kicks in
>At the last moment, you turn your body upwards, diverting the momentum into a few tight loops before landing heavily in the cloud-yard of Fluttershy's house
>You end up getting three of your legs stuck in the cloud.
"Okay, maybe the landing was a bit off. 'Shy, help?"
>She prances over and lends you a hoof, working your way back to the top level
>Once that's done, you both walk inside, passing through the kitchen on your way to Fluttershy's room
>Gust is there, very poorly pretending to be enamored reading a book so as not to give herself a reason to intrude upon you makin' the moves.
>"We're back, Mom!"
>Damn your attractive-yet-inconvenient childlike innocence, Fluttershy!
>Gust glances back, a devilish grin
>Oh no.
>She's been given reason.
>And she likes flustered fillies.
>"Why hello, you two! Why, what have you two been up to?"
>Fluttershy's pupils shrink, glancing from side to side
"Practicing weather and stuff."
>You can't stop now. If you don't act like you're onto Gust and trying to hide your relationship with Fluttershy, it might draw suspicion once again.
>Fuck. You really hope you don't get cock-blocked by this.
>"Y-yeah!" Fluttershy adds
>Gust keeps eyeing the both of you, until Fluttershy nonchalantly blows a bubble with her gum
>Your eyes widen, first in fear, then cast down in embarrassment, and finally...sparkle in glee.
>The grin falls entirely off of Gust's face
>The red of her blush contrasts immensely with her green fur.
>You see a small twitch in her wings
>You lean foward as far as you can, unable to hide your schadenfreudian-boner any longer
>Locking eyes with you, she slowly shakes her head.
>You slowly nod.
>She turns away, unable to face either of you.
>"W-well, glad you had fun, get back to your tea parties or something I'm going to start dinner now."
>"Mom, it's only noon--"
>"DINNER TAKES A LONG TIME TO COOK!" She shouts, causing Fluttershy to hide behind you.
>Seems like the clam-jam has been averted
>You cackle and begin to drag Fluttershy up the stairs to her room
>She stops to toss the gum in the trash, and then follows
>"W-what's going on, Dash?"
"It's nothing."
>Once out of earshot and in her room, she stops for contemplation
>Your hoof taps the floor about twenty times a second, waiting.
>"That was strange."
"She uh, probably put two and two together and figured out we've been kissing or something. Can we do that more?"
>"Yeah, but I don't see why she would be embarrassed by it. She's been teasing me about going out with you since I got back from flight camp."
>Oh. Uhhhh
"I-I dunno, then."
>You glance around, trying to think of a way to distract her.
>You sit down and puff out your wings.
>She giggles and reaches out a hoof, pressing it into your feathers and causing you to squirm, enjoying the sight
>But only a few moments later...
>"Hmmm."
>NO STOP THINKING ABOUT IT
>You wrap your forelegs around her, pulling her close and going for the lips
>Fuck.
>She's still standing up. You can't reach.
>Damn being a womanlet. You grumble under your breath
"If I don't get a growth spurt soon I'm gonna snap."
>You stand up on your back legs and plant a kiss on her
>"I love you, Dash."
>You swell with pride, grinning back up to her
"I l-lo-..."
>Wow. That's really hard to say.
>I mean, that's a strong word. How do you know if you're actually in true love?
>How does she do that so easily?
>You divert your attention to her patient expression. She gazes deeply into your eyes, in full trust.
"I love you, 'Sh--, er, Fluttershy."
>She prances in place, giggling
>"Eee! You're the best fillyfriend ever!"
>Mare. You're a mare god damnit
>You tell yourself that you're actually annoyed, and not just trying to be in order to avoid the influx of girlish delight in your chest
>Nonetheless, you find yourself back in her arms as she glows with joy.
>To be fair, you are the best fillyfriend ever.
>She pulls back. "How much pressure did my mother put on you?"
"Oh, jeez. I--uh, I mean, not much...much. You know. Not a lot. Not much at all. Only a bit."
>She laughs. "I can't imagine what she must have said to you."
>Almost as a Pavlovian response, you burst forward and press your lips to Fluttershy's, causing her wings to rapidly fan out
"...I uh, she just said to, y'know, be forward and stuff."
>"Forward." She repeats, running a hoof across your cheek. "I like forward."
"Well then, you'll like me!"
>You flash a cocky grin, and she nods. "Mmhm! I do!"


_____


>Be Gust Tumbler
>You are currently staring very intently at the small scratches on the dinner table
>Also you might be sweating and burning bright red
>You find it hard to think of anything without hearing the echo in your mind, "You have just indirectly kissed your daughter"
>Okay, self, let's have a heart to heart
>Cut the crap
>You know you're into younger girls. And guys, but that's another matter
>It's not something you've planned on indulging in often, or strictly legal depending on if you're in a snooty province
>Seriously, unicorns are pedantic about these things, despite how sexually frustrated all those magic school juniors were
>You didn't enjoy your time in Canterlot. This is one of the reasons why you stay in Cloudsdale now.
>You're getting off topic
>So, okay, you might have a thing for Rainbow. She's frankly pretty hot
>In fact, this isn't the first time you realized this while trying to set someone up with your daughter
>You've been very careful not to get jealous, though. Your precious Fluttershy's feelings were the ones first in your mind
>So, you like young mares and fresh stallions.
>That's never been a problem
>Sure, you noticed when Fluttershy started developing into a woman
>But you always kept a decent buffer zone between your maternal love and your more...physical love.
>And you might have bought her sexy socks on the off chance she wants to explore
>And you might have spent a little too long thinking about how they would look on her
>But how would you know if they were good without thinking that, right?!
>
>Oh fuck you might be attracted to your daughter
>You cross your legs and place your hooves to the sides of your head
>This makes you a bad mom, doesn't it?
>All this time you thought it was just pride in your daughter's achievements that drove you to think about this so much
>Maybe even envy of her youth
>And you definitely still feel those
>But it's starting to make an uncomfortable amount of sense to you that you've just been enamored with the idea of a relationship with her
>Calm down
>This doesn't change anything. She's still just your daughter, and that won't change.
>Besides, you're probably just like this because you're a little pent up after two days trying to play matchmaker with two nubile young--
>NOT GOING THERE, GUST
>WE TALKED ABOUT THIS
>Okay self, new rules
>We are putting the kibosh on boinking Fluttershy
>No more unneccessarily high altitude talks where you go loopy from oxygen deprivation
>You'd cross off making out with Rainbow Dash, but that's already a no-go since they're offically together
>No more buying Fluttershy sexual apparel. She can be a big girl and do it herself.
>Or more likely have Rainbow Dash do it for her.
>The image crosses your mind before you can stop yourself
>You shake it out of your head and try to take a deep breath.
>You'll get through this. It'll be fine.
>If there's one thing you've learned in life, it's that denial works
>And also that your daughter is the most important person in your life and you wouldn't let your nature hurt her.
>A little denial sprinkled in on the sides works wonders, though.
>Another deep breath, and you think you're okay.
>You look to the side and see your pack of gum on the table.
>Remind yourself that overconfidence is a slow and insidious killer.
>Alright, alright, you should probably start dinner now.
>What do you even have to cook?
>You open the fridge
>Butter, bananas, lemons
>You can make this work probably. Maybe. Probably not.
>Ugh, and the stores are so far away.
>We're going out to eat tonight.
>You close the refridgerator and trot back to the table
>Well, now what?
>You don't really feel like reading.
>You're too lazy to work out like you probably should.
>You don't have to cook now that you've wriggled out of it.
>Screw it, this is what video games were made for.
>Assuming this world can decide what technological progress it has, and your schrodinger 360 is still in your room, you hop out of your chair and head up the stairs
>Reaching the top of the stairs, you stop, looking down the small hallway
>First the door to Fluttershy's bedroom, then the bathroom, then yours
>It occurs to you what they might be doing in there
>Your stomach churns at the idea of walking by your daughter's room and hearing...noises.
>...But those video games aren't going to play themselves.
>You've gotta play those video games.
>Besides, the thoughts won't just leave your head if you back out now and sit at the table bored. That'd make it worse.
>You sigh and walk past, trying not to let the sound of your hoofsteps reach past the door
>As you pass by, you don't hear anything
>In fact, it's completely silent
>
>Some part of your brain prevents you from moving forward, and you lean towards the door, curiously raising your ear
>"R-Rainbow Dash, stop!"
>"Aw come on!"
>"Slow down, I've never been touched there..."
>"Never?"
>"I mean, my mom used to--"
>You trot as quickly and silently as you can to your room
>Your face is burning so hot that it hurts
>Video games, my saviour, come to me.
>If you don't hear "You're not Alexander!" in about five seconds you might die.

____


>Be Rainbow Dash
>You pluck a old feather from Fluttershy's wing
>She's been insistant on not progressing the relationship until she looks perfect for you, and tried to wriggle out of the room until you forced her to let you help
>Even though she already looks perfect.
>"Slow down, I've never been touched there..."
>You spit it out, raising an eyebrow. You needed help preening till you were like 10.
"Never?"
>"I mean, my mom used to help, but I'm ticklish so I've done it myself since I was seven years--"
>Suddenly she's cut off by a door slamming down the hall
>Fluttershy jumps, and you shrug it off.
"Oh, you're ticklish, huh?"
>You grin and place your hooves on her wing, very deliberately stroking them as you smooth out her feathers
>A shiver runs up her spine and she jerks back and fourth, trying to avoid your touch
>You rush forward as she raises her wing, placing yourself against her side and wrapping your forelegs around her
"There, I think we're done."
>She hums, nodding
"See, that wasn't so hard, was it?"
>You step back, looking at her wings.
"I mean, NOW they are, but, you get what I meant."
>She gasps and tries to lower her wings. "I-It's just--, you were tickling me and--"
>You laugh and put your hoof to her cheek.
"It's fine, Fluttershy. I like them this way."
>She nervously grins, placing her hooves to yours and holding it close to her.
>The sight brings a warmth to your heart, and you move forward, nuzzling into her shoulder.
>She takes a deep breath, holding you tightly and running a hoof through your hair.
>Now's your chance!
>You lower your forelegs down her waist and to her hips, and pull your face back
>Time to shine
>You arch your back to enhance the curvature of your chest
>Extend your wings to the sides
>Don the confident expression she likes
>And pull her lower half closer to yours
>
>At this point you realize her wings are back to being calmly folded by her side
>Her love is too pure.
>You sigh and sink back down onto her chest
>You've at least always got this beauty.
>She did say she likes forward...
>But at the same time, you've been looking forward to this so long you're kind of nervous to take a risk and move forward
>Fluttershy seems happy how it is, lightly pressing you to her chest and humming
>Yeah, you could get used to this.
>You lean more of your weight into her, both of you sliding onto the soft floor
>She chuckles softly and holds you tighter, wrapping her wings around you
>Your own wingboner miraculously dies down, unable to withstand the pure comfyness
>You can't help but stifle a yawn, placing all your limbs around her and holding possessively

---

>You stretch out, rubbing the sleep from your eyes.
>sleep
>Oh shit. You sit up, looking around in the dimming orange light of sunset
>D-did you get laid?!
>You look down, seeing Fluttershy gaze happily back up at you
>"You know, you snore."
>Fuck.
>You remember you didn't get laid.
>You collapse back on top of her, shivering
"That was the most restful sleep ever."
>"I could tell!" She giggles and adjusts position. "You drooled on me a little."
>You freeze up, pulling your head back
"I'm sorry!"
>"Oh, don't be. It was really cute. Y-you're really cute..."
>A gout of butterflies rushes through your stomach, and you reflexively hide your face in her fluffed up coat
>You've never been shy about receiving praise before
>Why is this different?
>You nuzzle under her chin again, resting against her.
>You kinda want to take another nap on top of her...
>Oh shit!
>You jump up and look out the window
>The sun is going down
>You groan.
"I've gotta go home. This sucks."
>She frowns, and smooths your hair
>Again. It's just going to go back to being messed up when you fly home
>You can't complain, though.
>"I guess there's no getting around it. W-we'll see eachother at school, right? And then you can come over?"
>You smirk
"There's no stopping me."
>She smiles back, leaning forward and kissing you on the cheek. "Thank you. I can't wait."
"I love you, 'Shy."
>"I love you too!"
>You can't help but flap your wings in excitement, giggling and stepping out of the room
>Down the hall, you hear furious clicking
>Maybe that's Gust? You should probably tell her you're leaving.
>Huh. You must have been in and out of napping in Fluttershy's room for a few hours
>You guess that's kind of awkward on her, having someone (presumably) banging your daughter in the next room.
>You walk to her room, and push open the slightly ajar door
>On the bed, facing the television, sits what you could only describe as a haggered figure, one without rest nor coherent consciousness.
>Or, you would, if you could remember that many big words.
>She is hammering a button on her hoof-sized controller
>You look to the TV. There's a mint colored pony with a giant monkey-looking hairless arm punching what you can only assume is satan himself
>That's pretty weird
>She mumbles vaguely in your direction while playing. "Oh hey, Dash, how are y--actually don't answer that I REALLY don't want to know!"
"Y-...you okay, Gust?"
>"Having a bit of a existential crisis."
"Oh. Well uh, if it makes you feel any better, I didn't bang your daughter yet. We fell asleep."
>She cringes. "'Yet'? I really don't want to think about that."
>You raise your eyebrows and lean forward
"You know, you thought about it quite a lot earlier today."
>Her eyes suddenly gleam, and she lowers the controller. The credits start playing, and she grins.
>You blink, watching her smile slowly turn into a frown, the joy fading all too quickly. She glances back to you, but looks away just as quickly. A few moments of silence hang between you.
>She sighs heavily, throwing the controller up the bed. "Look, I know I kind of send mixed messages. But you two are together now, and I'm not. Don't worry about it. It's over."
>Again, the silence hangs in the air.
>You can't really think of anything to say.
>Your smug confidence shrivles up.
>It's very difficult for you to tell how she's feeling, or why.
>You only know that she feels bad.
>It's never been your strength. You're not nearly as considerate as you should be.
>What would Fluttershy do?
>How would you feel in Gust's situation?
>Before you can think it through, you feel Gust's hoof ruffle your hair. You catch eye contact with her. She forces a smile. "I'm glad things worked out for Flutters' and you. I'm the reason things got awkward. I shouldn't have come onto you. C'mon, I'm a big girl, I can take responsibility."
>You still can't think of anything to say
>It's crazy. You should know, but you don't.
>Come on, say something!
"I-I'm sorry!"
>She tilted her head, surprised. "No, Rainbow, you don't have to apologize. You've done nothing wrong."
"If things were different..."
>Gust gives a dry laugh. "Look, don't spend a bunch of time thinking about how things AREN'T. Trust me, it doesn't lead anywhere."
>The TV screen turns white, reflecting off her face
>You notice her eyes are red
>She sniffles.
>It only seems too obvious to you in hindsight; you need only ask.
"Why are you sad?"
>She rolls her eyes. "Lonely. Getting old. Not a good mom. Dumb adult stuff. You don't have to worry about it."
>A hint of spite tints the last words
>You also feel spiteful towards them
"I'm not a little kid. Don't baby me. I might not be able to change your age, but let me try to help."
"Lonely?"
>She stares you down for a few seconds, before relenting. "Yeah. Been a while since I fell for anyone. Kinda burns now."
"Mr. 'Shy?"
>"Amicably divorced. Don't see eye to eye anymore."
"Hmph."
>You sit down and think for a moment.
"As much as I'd like it, I suppose us and Fluttershy won't work."
>"No. For a lot of reasons."
>It'd be really convenient to know more people who are mature enough for a relationship with a grown woman
>Even counting your other friends, assuming Gust would even be okay being with a younger woman, you don't know anyone you'd trust with this...
>...Although
"Um, are you totally gay?"
>"Dash, I appreciate it, but I don't think you can set me up with anyone. You're not really experienced enough to know much. No offense."
>You grumble about how you already thought about that, but stop yourself before you can distract the conversation.
"I mean, my dad is single."
>"Pff." She chuckles, "No, Dash. I'll have trouble just looking at him after kissing his daughter."
>You sigh, frustrated.
"We'll get back to this. But you're not a bad mother."
>"I really don't think you have a leg to stand on, here. Look, I don't know what kind of perspective you have on this, but this isn't normal. It isn't okay for a mother to love her daughter this way."
"You don't just pick and choose who you fall in love with. You haven't done anything to hurt her. You should be proud she's the type of person you would want to be with. You should be proud of your parenting, if it helped make her."
>Tears begin freely streaming down her face now. She also sits down, shrinking and covering herself with her wings. "R-Rainbow, you know I can't take your word on that."
"What do you mean?"
>"I...I just...can't accept this. I can't let this happen to me. Or Fluttershy."
>A sob catches in her throat, and she shudders
>Her hair falls over her face, concealing part of it
>You recognize this.
>The image burned in your head of the nights where Fluttershy cried in private with you after a day of being bullied
>The insecurity
>A dark reflection of their resemblance
>It finally clicks in your head, what she's been feeling this entire time
>She...doesn't know what she's doing
>She's not sure what she should do. And if she's like Fluttershy, she doesn't understand what she's capable of doing
>You wrap your forelegs around her, and place your muzzle to her forehead.
"Hey, Gust, don't cry. You're a good mom. You've done very well. And you're going to keep doing great. Look at how much you care for her. Look at yourself."
>She shudders again, pushing into you.
>You shush her and pat her back. The same way your mom used to do to you, before.
>Suddenly, another pair of arms wrap around her. You jump, seeing Fluttershy's face.
>A bubble of panic rises to your chest, as she sniffles and holds Gust. You let it subside, not interrupting her.
>Gust raises her face, looking to Fluttershy.
>"...Fuck."
"Fuck you too."
>You whisper, stroking the hair out of her face.
>"Mom, I don't entirely understand, but I really want you to stop feeling so bad." Fluttershy speaks barely above a whisper
>She pulls both of you to herself, holding tight. You can see from the look on her face that she understands more than she's letting on. Her mind seems to be racing
>She's right, though. First priority is getting Gust out of this wreck she's in.
"Listen, nothing's going to get better by crying about it. If you clear out your head and think about it..."
>You're not quite sure how to end that sentence. You really aren't quite as good at this as you would like.
>You should practice.
>
>Actually you shouldn't practice. It'd probably be better that things like this don't happen in the first place.
>Gust raises her head, taking a few deep breaths. She pulls back her hair, placing it in a ponytail again.
>She clears the tears from her eyes. "Okay, okay..."
>A moment passes, and Fluttershy pats her shoulder. "Better, mom?"
>Another sob catches in Gust's throat, but she suppresses it and nods.
>Fluttershy glances to you
>You can't quite read her expression. It's caught somewhere between surprise and anger
>You look away, and then glance back
>She's still staring at you
>Glance away again, a moment longer
>And back
>She's still staring you dead in the eyes
>You flash her what was probably your least confident smile. Ever.
>"Hmph." She looks away from you, and back to her mother, "Do you think you can talk about this right now?"
>Gust chuckles. "N-not particularly. But you deserve answers now."
>"I can wait if you're just going to burst into tears again."
>Ouch
>Gust, to her credit, doesn't cringe, unlike you. She pulls her daughter into another hug, and takes yet another deep breath.
>"Look at you, kid. All grown up. Now I'm crying on your shoulder. I'm proud of how well you've done, despite me."
>Fluttershy's anger seems to slip for a moment. "You've been a good mom all these years."
>Gust rears out of the embrace, looking to the floor. "Been, maybe. Even that's a stretch."
>Fluttershy sighs, flustered again. "I didn't hear everything. What's this about k-kissing Dashie?"
>That gets Gust to cringe.
"Hey, 'Shy, it wasn't...It happened before we got together. Don't think we're cheats."
>She takes a moment to consider. "How long before?"
>You and Gust meet gazes, both offguard
"Yesterday."
>"This morning"
>You answer at the same time, both of you realizing what the other said and cursing under your breath
>Fluttershy, understandably, looks between the two of you, unsure of who to reprimand first
>You raise your hooves defensively
"Okay, okay, that sounded worse than it was."
>Gust groans. "I think that was just about as bad as it was."
>Fluttershy settles on you. "Y-you didn't...cheat on me, d-did you?"
>Her expression and tone can't decide between fury and insecurity
"No, Fluttershy. I would never. I love you. It was...we actually kissed while practicing weather. She was trying to teach me how to ask you out, and it..."
>"It got out of hand." Gust nods, still unable to meet Fluttershy's gaze.
>"Why would you lie about that?!"
>"I--...It's...embarassing." Gust responds
"Yeah, for you two. I didn't mind."
>You roll your eyes.
>"What?" Fluttershy decides on asking Gust.
>"I accidentally..." She mumbled the end of the sentence, too quiet to hear
>"You what?"
>Gust takes a sharp breath, and expels the sentence again, much quicker. "I accidentally swapped gum with her."
>Fluttershy donned an expression of bewilderment. "Why were you lying about that?!"
>Gust doesn't answer. Fluttershy looks to you
>You rotate your hoof
"You know. The gum I had, when we kissed."
>Fluttershy's eyes light up with recognition, and her mouth closes, stoically looking forward into empty space between you
"To be fair, it was super hot."
>Gust begins hyperventilating
>Fluttershy still can't bring herself to face either of you, but manages to hide the quavering in her voice fairly well. "Okay then."
>Gust Tumbler keeps inching away, until eventually she places the bed between her and Fluttershy
>She hides her face in the covers
>You narrow your eyes.
>Damn. That's cute.
>You look back to Fluttershy
"Like, super-duper hot."
>Fluttershy glares at you, blushing.
>Her stare can do nothing now
>The Rainbow Libido has awakened
>You slide next to her, not-so-quietly whispering to her
"Don't lie, you're totally into it."
>Gust peeks from behind the blankets
>"I do n--"
"She LOVES it!"
>You give Gust a thumbs up
>Fuck. You have hooves.
>"Rainbow, this is serious!" Fluttershy pulls you to look at her and places her hooves on your shoulders
>Seriously hot.
>A normal pony would stop trying to engineer a threesome at the point where it's not only likely to end in their new girlfriend being quite angry with them and their girlfriend's mother disowning herself from the family, but also endorsing incestuous behavior
>You are not a normal pony.
"Aw, I was just trying to lighten the mood."
>Fluttershy pouts. "This mood is warranted!"
"Why?"
>She blinks, taken aback. You move her hooves from your shoulders, taking them in your own
"I'm sorry things got out of hand, and that you sort of indirectly kissed Gust. It wasn't my intention to make you feel cheated or like you did something wrong by sharing that intimacy with your mother. I understand it wasn't fair to you. Can we agree that those two things aren't true?"
>She takes a deep breath, and thinks for a moment. Gust raises her face entirely
>"I...guess so, yes."
>You give her a soft smile and pull her into a hug.
"Thanks for being so understanding. You've been good to me."
>Gust sniffles. "S-so you're not mad at me?"
>Fluttershy looks to her. "I'm still not sure how--"
"Mad?! She just admitted it's fine to kiss you! C'mon get in this snuggle pile!"
>Gust Tumbler's ears perk up for a moment, and Fluttershy pushes you away. "Rainbow Dash! That's not what I--..."
>You grin and lean forward as she tries to think of the words to express herself
"Weeeell? If you don't think it was wrong to accidentally kiss her..."
>"This sounds like a very slippery slope!"
"You have wings!"
>"That's not the point!"
>Fluttershy looks to Gust for confirmation
>You look as well, with a encouraging nod
>Gust looks between the two of you for a split second, and then back down to the floor.
>Fluttershy huffs. "Rainbow, she's my mom!"
"Exactly, so you should feel comfortable with her!"
>"Rainbow, stop. She doesn't want to." Gust speaks, slightly above a whisper. She's still staring at the floor, unable to look at either of you. "N-not that I would."
>You begin to object, when Fluttershy taps your arm. "Rainbow, can we speak in private?"
"Alright."
>She pulls you into the hallway, and sits you down.
>
"Ayyy--"
>"Rainbow you're being very strange."
>You wrap an arm around her, chuckling
"I'm just trying to make the best of this situation."
>She sighs heavily.
"Hey, no, look. It's hard for me to be dour and stuff, you know? It's just...there's a lot of love in the air. It's hard to feel down because of that."
>"Yeah, love for you."
>She grumbles and holds you tightly, placing her face next to yours.
>Your grin widens. She's totally jealous you got with her mom!
"Flutters, I didn't know you were the jealous type!"
>"I'm not jealous, I'm just..."
"Jealous?"
>You snicker and stroke her back.
"Well, you know what that means."
>She looks up to you questioningly.
"The perfect way to take it back is to make out with her! Then you don't have anything to be jealous about!"
>"Dash!"
"You're the one who said you were jealous!"
>"I meant jealous of her! Being with you!"
>Oh.
>That makes a bit more sense. Sense is disappointing.
"It's not like I get jealous of her liking you."
>She falls silent.
>You begin to continue, but think better of it.
>She needs time to think, after all.
>After a few moments, she begins again. "Does she really like me that way?"
"You saw how upset she got over it. She's probably fallen for you almost as hard as I have. Almost."
>You lean forward and whisper in case Gust is eavsdropping
"I totally love you way more though."
>She giggles softly, and leans against you. "This is so...weird. I've never thought about this."
"I have!"
>Her muzzle scrunches, and you laugh. "Do you really think that's a good idea?"
"Well, to be honest...aside from just getting me off, it does kind of hurt to see Gust like this. She's a lot like you."
>She tilts her head.
"Which, you know, is a good thing. That's why we should totally get her in on this! It's like if you have a chocolate bar and then you get ANOTHER chocolate bar and rub them on eachother!"
>"That's not how you eat choc--"
"What I'm saying is I want you to do kissing with your mother."
>She sighs. "The more you say things like that, the more I realize you're a lot like her too."
>You give her a warm smile, and ruffle her hair, trying to deepen your voice
"Well then, 'kid', I think that's a good sign! After all, you like me."
>Freezing up, she shakes her head. "T-that's not what I meant--I just--"
>You shove her back in front of the door to Gust's room
>Gust is in there, staring at the two of you in the doorway, still glowing with blush and sniffling
"You totally want to hug her! Go on! Get up in there!"

___


>Be Gust Tumbler
>You feel like a TV crew is going to bust in and tell you that the past two days were just a prank, bro
>Or a SWAT team, if you're less lucky.
>Okay that might be a little extreme, but still
>You can't stop yourself from feeling like you're doing something wrong
>On the other hoof, Rainbow's arguments have been getting at you
>Is it really a bad thing that the person you're responsible for raising is someone you could love?
>Even if your love is somewhat...perverse.
>But loving from afar and actually acting on it are very different things.
>Still...
>A ball of guilt wells in your chest as you realize how difficult it will be to give this up.
>It's for the best.
>Suddenly Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash appear in the doorway again, the latter whispering in the former's ear.
>You nervously wipe the tears out of your eyes
>Okay, time to be the good mom
"Hey sweetie. I'm sorry about all of this. I don't know what's going through you and Dash's heads right now, but you don't have to worry. It's a very happy day for you."
>Fluttershy moves over to you and sits down. You desperately want to hold her.
>You fuss her hair.
"I mean, it was before I mucked it up. I don't expect you to forgive me right away."
>She takes a breath to say something, but stops. It stings.
>You guess some part of you still did expect her to forgive you right away.
>Yeah. Grow up.
>You realize your hoof is still on her head, and take it off.
"Or ever, really. I wish I could take this all back for you."
>She still looks you in the eye, waiting.
>For what?
"I can't take it back, though. No matter how much you deserve it. I guess I'm just not--"
>You choke up, but shake yourself out of it soon enough
"--a good enough mom."
>She frowns, but still doesn't say anything.
>You glance to Rainbow, who is respectfully staying out of it. Probably so you and Fluttershy can make it up to eachother.
>Interfering any more would probably just cause resentment from Fluttershy.
>No matter how much you wish this moment would pass.
"I hate that it got this bad. I feel like I've stolen your special day from you."
>You uneasily try to keep eye-contact. She at least deserves that.
>Though it takes every fiber of your being not to look away in shame or leap forward into her hooves
"What I mean to say is, I put my feelings before you. I didn't control myself."
>"Feelings?" She finally speaks
>Your heart leaps out of fear
"N-nothing, sweetheart."
>"What were you trying to control yourself from?"
>You wave your hoof dismissively
"Look, it's not anything that anyone should have to worry about."
>She sighs through her nose. "The least you could do is tell me why all this happened."
"Because I messed up. It's my fault."
>"You keep talking about how you need to control yourself. I want to know why."
>A moment of silence passes
"Maybe I said too much."
>Fluttershy stares deep into your eyes. "Mom, you're very bad at hiding how you feel."
>You faintly smile
>Somehow, her still referring to you as 'mom' feels pretty nice
>After all of this, you expected to be on a first name basis for quite a while.
"I guess I am, kid."
>She gives a slight smile too, and nudges you. "Well?"
>You take a deep breath and hold it for a moment, steadying the tears
"I guess...A lot of things have been going through my head. After seeing the two of you, I got caught up in the idea of being a little girl again."
>You barely hear the sound of Rainbow grumbling on the side of the room, and you see her crossing her forehooves
"Okay, okay, young in comparison to me."
>You take another breath, nervously giggling. After calming down for a moment, you continue.
"You two are just adorable together. I wanted both of you happy, and I didn't realize that I was thinking about the both of you more than I ought to. I ended up...letting myself become a little too infatuated with the idea of your relationship. Maybe even jealous. I noticed I've been...kind of lonely. I guess I thought that I could take a more hooves-on approach to get you together, but that's...Wrong. Selfish of me."
>You feel a rush in your heart, remembering your time with Dash, despite yourself.
>Even as you're saying the words, your eyes can't help but lower to Fluttershy's bust
>Damn, that's fluffy.
>You tear your eyes away before your wings can inflate any
>Cool down, Gust.
>Fluttershy looks down, mulling over what you've said
>In a way, it feels better, having this stuff off your chest.
>You're embarassed, and quite frankly ashamed, as all hell, sure.
>But it sort of feels nice to not have to pretend to be competent. And hopefully they'll understand.
>Fluttershy nods slowly. "I think I can understand. I don't blame you for liking Dashie too, and it would have made me confused and upset if I had to watch what's happened."
"I'm no supermare. I should have been more...mature about the situation, though."
>At this point, Rainbow begins creeping behind Fluttershy.
>A normal pony would stop Rainbow from performing what can only be assumed to be a nefarious prank in the midst of a life-changing and fragile conversation about the sexuality of mother and daughter, upsetting and possibly uprooting all you have collectively worked for
>
>You deliberately keep eye contact with Fluttershy so as to not tip her off on whatever Rainbow is about to do
>"I would appreciate if you were more upfront about these things, mom." Fluttershy continues, "It was understandable, but not right. It was very worrying to have you two lying about this. It's much better to work these things through together than bottle them up."
>A spark of pride relights in your heart, despite everything.
>She really is a great pony. The kindest person you've ever known.
>You should probably stop Rainbow from whatever she's about to pull
>Should being the key word.
>Gosh. You really shouldn't encourage her as much as you do. She'll end up scaring the soul out of your daughter one day
>Just as you think that, Rainbow gently places her hooves on Fluttershy's shoulders.
>Fluttershy jumps, but looks back and smiles softly.
>"Hello, Dashie. I think things will--"
>Rainbow then flares out her wings and shoots forward, pressing Fluttershy between the two of you
>"See! Everything's okay! Now let's hug it out!"
>Barely an "Oof!" escapes Fluttershy before the both of you, caught offguard, fall over to the floor.
"D-Dash, this isn't--I'm sorry, sweetheart, I'm not trying to--Gosh darnit, Rainbow Dash!"
>A long string of apologies and kid-friendly profanity streams from your mouth
>You try to wriggle out of the pile, but Dash continues manuvering to place herself and Fluttershy between your escape routs
>Eventually you have to settle for a brief moment to reorient yourself
>As soon as you do, Fluttershy's scrambling ends with the side of her face pressed up against yours
>The of the bed is on your other side, so you can't move away
>Rainbow finally takes her position laying atop both of you, and sighs contentedly. "Yeah. This feels about right."
>Fluttershy hides behind her hair as much as she can, though it doesn't work perfectly since she's pressed between you, Dash, and the floor
>"I'm sorry m-mom, Dash always plays pranks on people."
"IT'S PERFECTLY FINE SWEETHEART!"
>You accidentally speak louder than you intended, causing her to recoil upwards
>Your face slips into the space created, falling below her chin and onto her chest
>Almost reflexively, you spread out and inhale, breathing in Fluttershy's scent and allowing your wings to begin slowly spreading out
>Your words turn into incoherent mumbling as you're pressed between the two of them
>Rainbow leans down to your ear, pushing you further between them. "This is payback, you know."
>You try to reply, but your words come out as high pitched giggly laughter
>Wrapping your forelegs around Fluttershy's waist, you feel your face burning as hot as it ever has
>"Oh wow. You're like, the color of 'Shy's hair."
>"RAINBOW DASH!" Fluttershy screams at the top of her lungs (though still what you'd consider an inside voice)
>It snaps you back to your senses either way, and you unhoof your daughter, covering your face
"I'm sorry, sweetie! R-Rainbow made me do it!"
>"What?!" She looks indignant for a moment, before tilting her head. "Actually, yeah, I'll take that. Now kiss and make up!"
>You are suddenly very glad you're between the floor and a bed, as they are currently holding your wings down
>You peek through your hooves, and see Fluttershy burning almost as bright pink as you.
>"Go on!" Rainbow pokes her, "What? Your mother never kissed you?"
>"N-not on the lips!"
>Rainbow recoils in faux-surprise. "Who said anything about lips? I didn't! That's a dirty mind you have there, 'Shy!"
>Fluttershy curls up, squeaking various protests from under her hair
>
>"I said it was dirty, I didn't say 'stop'!"
>One half of you REALLY hates Rainbow right now
>And the other half is confused as to why you said "half"
>Now that's all of you
>Oh jeez, half of you liked that?!
>You sit up suddenly, causing Rainbow to slide off of you and entirely on top of Fluttershy, who is still stammering
"I-I should...um...Go start dinner."
>"You already used that one." Rainbow says, exasperated
"Fu--darnit."
>Dash snickers
>Learning to not constantly use profanity around your child has really fucked your shit up.
>Can't even curse on purpose half the time
>Rainbow wraps her hooves around your arm and pulls you back down
>Once again, you land next to the two of them, and Rainbow smirks
>She moves the hair out of Fluttershy's face, then planting a slow kiss on her cheek, causing Flutters' face to flush
>Rainbow then looks back to you, and gestures for you to join her
>You grit your teeth.
>You really wish you didn't find the nearly delusional levels of confidence she possesses attractive.
"Look, I get it, but I really think Fluttershy is uncomfortable with this. And I am too!"
>"Oh come on, she'd say if she didn't want to! Right, 'Shy?"
>Fluttershy stammers for a moment, and looks to you as if waiting for you to answer for her
>You sit up. For some reason, you hesitate too.
>Neither of you seem to want to answer first.
>Rainbow lifts her hoof. "Going once! Twice! It's decided!"
>The moment goes by, you still uneasily holding eye contact with Fluttershy
>Dash's eyes widen, seemingly surprised by the lack of protest
>You know it surprised you, too.
>A glimmer of hope warms your chest, but you try to quash it
"Ahem, I uh, that's not how it works."
>Cool down
>You take a breath, and try to clear your head
>Remember; Fluttershy first. She's the most important person in your world, after all.
>Rainbow sighs and also sits up Fluttershy, pushing her over to you
>She nervously looks between you and the floor
>You gently smooth out her hair, trying to not let your hooves spend too much time carressing her face as they pass by
"Sweetheart, don't listen to Dash. You aren't obliged to fufill her weird fantasies."
>"They're yours too." Dash grumbles
"Shh!"
>You shoot her a glare
"Listen, I'm your mom. And I'm going to think of you as my daughter, not as a...competitor, or...other things. This conversation doesn't have to leave this room."
>"Well, good thing it's your bedroom--"
"Rainbow Dash! You are not helping!"
>You feel your muscles tighten as you try to keep your composure
>You're still leaning back against the side of the bed in a poor attempt at hiding your erect wings
>Best you can tell, Fluttershy still seems frozen in place from indecision
>As much as it makes your heart (and wings) throb to think she's considering being with you, you remind yourself she's probably trying to decide how best to convince Rainbow to stop her ill-planned attempt to get the three of you in bed and...
>You barely manage to shake yourself out of it before you go down that road
>Just wait it out, Gust. You'll calm down and everything will be better if you can just wait it out
>You've told yourself that a lot in your life, and it mostly worked throughout your teenage years. You avoided getting into a lot of would-be bad relationships by taking a moment to calm down and think rationally before acting on your lovesick nature
>Fluttershy looks back to Rainbow, as though asking for guidance
>You similarly give her a venomous gaze.
>"Ughh." She sighs, rolling her eyes. "You already know you don't have to. I just think you would like it. Having an experienced, kind hoof to show you the way around a mare's--"
>You begin to take a breath to interrupt her, when she interrupts your interruption
>"Heart! I was going to say heart!" She huffs. "I'm not a savage."
>You look back to Fluttershy, and can see her composure starting to slip
>She begins breathing faster and shivering
>Shit. What's she thinking? You can't really help without knowing the details.
>Think from her perspective.
>She just spent the last two days having two mares, one of which being her mother, awkwardly come onto her, while the other has been openly advocating a threesome
>Even going so far as to hold her in a 'surprise snuggle pile' between the two of you to try and drive the point across
>All while she's discovering her first romantic feelings
>If you were in her shoes, you'd be mortified
>Well, no. If YOU were in her shoes, you'd probably be so pent up you would explode on the next person to make physical contact with you
>Fluttershy over you for a few moments while shaking, whispering under her breath. "I...I just...I'm not sure what to say...I feel so..."
>Rainbow pats her on the back. "That's okay. Let me just present one last argument."
>She then slowly places pressure on Fluttershy, pushing her forward until her nose and yours meet.
>"Boop." Dash grins, content.
>
>Fluttershy throws herself forward, wrapping her forelegs around you and pressing you further against the bed
>Her mouth meets yours, sending a shockwave of tingling sensation down your spine
>Rainbow leaps in the air, pumping her hoof. "YES! YES! YES!"
>Slowly, Fluttershy pulls back, smiling and breathing heavily
>Your mouth falls agape, and Rainbow swoops to Fluttershy's side, giving her a congratulatory kiss on the cheek
>You notice Fluttershy's wings are puffed out to her sides, almost making it difficult for Rainbow to get in from the side due to their stiffness
"Fluttershy!"
>She groans and hides her face in your chest. "Mooom! You two have been teasing me forever! Rainbow even fell asleep when we got alone!"
>"Hey! I tried, okay?! I couldn't escalate it for the life of me! And you're the one who's too comfy!"
>She raises her head "Y-yes, and I enjoyed it, but--"
>Rainbow silences her with another kiss, causing Fluttershy to shudder and her fur to puff up
>You are now in the awkward position of watching your daughter and her girlfriend kiss over you, inches from your nose.
>But you really can't take your eyes off them
>They part, and Fluttershy fidgets her hooves while leaning against you
>Rainbow places herself leaning against your other side. "What I'm saying is, I think we need a little help."
>
"yeah sure mang."
>What the fuck is wrong with you?
>Fluttershy giggles and looks up to you with lovestruck eyes. "See, Dash? I told you she's just like you."
>"Oh come on. Look at how much she's shivering. And the blush! She's you incarnate."
>You wrap a foreleg around each of them, pulling the two ever closer
>You feel the last bits of your denial crumbling away
"I mean...if you two want to..."
>Your willpower is swiftly eroding
>Although, if they're this insistant, is there anything really wrong with having a little fun? Are you obligated to try and force your way out of this?
>You begin to file that under "Questions for another day", but a last spark of protectiveness relights in you
"Fluttershy, are you sure this is what you want?"
>She looks between you, Dash, and then down your body
>You straighten up and draw your legs together, for the first time feeling uncomfortable being naked around your daughter
>She grins in a way you've never seen her before, as though consumed by passion, without her usual shy composure
>Dash seems entranced by the sight, idly stroking your side while watching
>Fluttershy doesn't answer verbally, instead cradling your face in her forelegs and kissing your cheek softly
>The act suddenly sends a nearly lust-free throb through your heart, causing you to squee in joy and wrap your forelegs around her waist
>You really do love her.
>Now you realize you love her in a lot of different ways
>"You know, mom, you're really cute when you blush. I like seeing you smile this way."
>Rainbow interrupts her own shameless oogling for a moment. "She's uh, not as cute as me though, right?"
>While you hold Fluttershy's chest to yours, she playfully pretends to think about it, causing Rainbow to frustratedly mumble and nuzzle between the two of you
>You can't help but laugh, seeing this new side of the two
"Man. This is going to be really weird, going forward."
>"Let's not worry about that now," Rainbow diverts your attention, squeezing inbetween the two of you, "You still need to teach us!"
"Of course. I can't wait to show you two the times of your lives--"
>The doorbell rings
>Fluttershy nearly jumps a foot in the air, and Rainbow Dash falls into your lap without the support of her, all while groaning in annoyance
>You each stand up, and then look between eachother, waiting for one of you to go first
"Okay, so uh..."
>Each of you look towards the others' wings, all of them at full mast. That'll be real...awkward.
>Dash points to Fluttershy "You're the one who has most control over this stuff! You can just fold your wings answer the door!"
>Shy's jaw drops. "W-what?! I can't answer the door like this! Just the thought of someone seeing me like this, so unladylike..."
>Her wings shrivel as she goes over the scene in her head
"Yep! You're good, go quick!"
>You push her out of the bedroom and send her on the way to answer the door
>Now, to calm down, yourself...
>You look to the side. Rainbow grins and pumps her eyebrows.
>"So, we're alone."
>You ruffle her hair and chuckle. "No, Fluttershy has to be here for our first time--wow. That's...not something I expected to say. Ever."
>Stretching out your body, you go through some light flaps of your wings, trying to fold them back in the least suspicious way possible
>Considering your nature, you've had to hide a lot of wingboners. Like, a lot. So you're not too bad at keeping them down, but it'll always be noticable to some extent.
>That's probably why you picked a career that involves a lot of flying. People don't ask why you have your wings out in the air when you're flying.
>Your special talent is secondary to that.
>You trot down the hallway and then the stairs, and enter the foyer
>At the door in front of Fluttershy is a large stallion with blue fur and a rainbow colored mane.
>DONTPANICDONTPANICDONTPANICDONTPANIC
"HI I'M GUST TUMBLER"
>You are panicking.
>"Hello there! You're Fluttershy's mom, I presume?"
>Fluttershy nods. "Y-yes, she's my mommy."
>You suddenly feel uncomfortable with her calling you 'mommy' in front of strangers
>Wow, did you start to associate the word with your relationship already? Jeez Gust slow down
>"Well, nice to meet you. Rainbow Dash is around, right? She told me earlier she was coming here to study weather with you, but it occurs to me she might have said that just to get off the hook and is at the arcade or something."
>Oh shit.
>You literally taught her nothing about weather except the dangers of altitude sickness
>And it occurs to you that after what happened she might associate altitude sickness with good things now
"Oh, well yeah, she did come over to practice some cloudkicking and stuff. She got distracted...feeding birds."
>One of the father's eyebrows raises. "For five hours?"
"It was a lot of birds."
>Fluttershy hurriedly nods, collaborating with your story
>You hear Rainbow Dash swoop down the stairs and trot up. "Eyyy, daddo! Pops! My own ol' man!"
>"Rainbow Dash, you learned literally nothing, didn't you?"
>"I uh--the clouds--don't like, kick them if they have the snow."
>"You learned that yesterday! On accident!"
>"Okay, I didn't learn anything about weather today. We tried!"
>He looks to you, obviously not believing his daughter.
"Oh, uh, we did. I work with the Cloudsdale severe storm response team, so I accidentally took her up a bit high without realizing and she got some altitude sickness. So we...fed birds for a while instead."
>He smiles. "Oh, you do? My wife used to do some jobs for them. Dash always goes on about how cool it is compared to other weatherwork."
>"Daaad! I do not!"
>"She was quite excited to study with you."
>A genuine smile crosses your face, and you look to Dash, who avoids your gaze and puffs her cheeks out
>"Well, thanks for tutoring her. I'm sure she made it difficult. C'mon, Dash. Dinner was supposed to be half an hour ago."
>"W-wait, you're taking me home?" She grimaces, appaled at the very idea
>"Of course. Is there something you need to finish first?"
>Fluttershy, Dash, and yourself each glance between eachother, then answering at the same time
"Absolutely nothing."
>"W-well, sir..."
>"YES FOR MEDUSA'S SAKE!"
>"Rainbow Dash!" He scowls at her, "Don't take our allmother's name in vain."
>"It has to do with mothers!"
>You barely stop yourself from slapping her upside the head, glaring at her
>Her father looks between you all. "What's going on?"
>Rainbow straight up groans so intensely she sags onto the floor, sliding onto her side and crossing her forelegs
>Her father's eyes settle on you, the only other mature, responsible adult in the room.
>pfft
>"What does she mean by tha--"
"I have known literally nothing my entire life. It wasn't me. I dindu nuffin."
>You answer with the utmost confidence, and Fluttershy taps him on the shoulder. "Um, sir...?"
>"Yes, 'miss'?" He smiles as easily as ever, poking fun at her formality, "What's up?"
>"R-Rainbow Dash and I wanted to eat dinner together. L-like..."
>Dash pokes up, smiling. "A date?"
>Surprise and then understanding shines through his eyes, before nodding. "Aaha. I see. Well that explains it."
>Atta girl, Fluttershy! Lie like the best of them!
>He looks back to Dash. "So where are you taking her?"
"Oh, Fluttershy wanted to cook for her."
>You are not letting them get away that easy.
>"Aw, that's sweet." He pats Rainbow Dash on the shoulder. "She sounds like a keeper."
>Fluttershy blushes and hides behind her hair
>"Yeah, dad, so...shoo!" She says with a toothy smile, no hostility in her voice. He chuckles
>"Okay. Be back by eight."
>"Eight-thirty!"
>"Don't push it, now." He shakes his head, and then looks to you. "Keep an eye on them. No funny business."
"I swear on my life."
>You chuckle and nod, waving to him. He grins and waves back, taking flight back towards his apartment
>You close the door, heaving a gigantic sigh of relief.
>"Mom, you shouldn't swear on things like that..."
>You start to mutter "We're going to hell together anyways." under your breath, but stop yourself halfway through
"Don't worry, love. Now we have some time to..."
>You feel almost unable to finish the sentence as you feel a familiar flush of emotion in your chest
>"Doing...romance novel stuff?" Fluttershy awkwardly suggests, pawing at the ground.
>"Oh jeez, you read that stuff too?" Rainbow rolls her eyes, walking up and leaning on her side. You frown.
"They're good books!"
>She shakes her head, and places her lips to yours. You press back, allowing your wings to unfold and your arms to wrap around her
>After a few moments, you start to pull back. Rainbow follows you, not letting you get away until a second or two later.
>Despite her cool exterior, you can see the excitement gleaming in her eyes, and a slight giddy shudder through her body
>You place her face under yours, and look back to Fluttershy. She gulps.
>"I get a feeling I shouldn't like this as much as I do..."
"You're just now getting that?"
>You laugh, pulling her into the embrace.
>Eventually, almost without realizing it, the three of you make it back up to your bedroom
>Rainbow immediately goes for the bed, jumping on and pulling Fluttershy by the hoof
>She hesitates for a moment, blushing and taking in the scene
>You happily press your hooves to her haunches, causing her to squeak as you give her a boost onto the bed. The noises she makes cause you to give a sultry chuckle
>You climb on after them, while Dash eases Flutters next to her
>They lay down, caressing eachother. You place yourself on top of them, nuzzling your face between each of their chests, breathing the moment in. Figuratively and literally
>Surprisingly enough, while both their hearts are beating quickly, Rainbow's is racing even more in anticipation
>"I love you, Rainbow Dash."
>"I love you too, 'Shy."
>They kiss, and you hear both of their hearts speed up even more.
>You can't help but let out a squee, holding them both tightly to you
>Fluttershy leaves the kiss and giggles. "I love you as well, mom."
>You raise your head and nuzzle her cheek.
"Love ya, kid."
>Rainbow Dash bounces on the bed in impatience. "C'mon! Teach us something!"
>You snicker, and shake your head.
"No, this is pretty much how you do it. Just ride this out."
>She rolls her eyes. "I'm trying!"
"Not...not like that, Dash. Actually, entirely like that, but take your time."
>Dash sighs in frustration and you chide her
"Tsk tsk. Dash, Fluttershy is a delicate young lady and you need to properly excercise your pure love before anything else."
>"We alr--"
"Yes, well I didn't so I am going to cuddle my daughter and you are going to like it in as non-sexual a manner as possible!"
>You end it with a "humph!" and double-down in your snuggle-hold, causing Fluttershy to wiggle beneath you and giggle
>Man, she's really comfy
>You cradle her in the crook of your neck, humming softly
>Rainbow's face lights with recognition, and then several shades of anger, before skipping to acceptance. "Ugh. Like mother like daughter."
"So that means you love me too, right?"
>"...Maybe."
"Get in on this, then."
>You slide to the side and pull her on top of Fluttershy, holding them as tight as you can without crushing the breath out of them
>Rainbow grins. "Okay, this is better."
"See! I know what I'm doing!"
>She immediately goes in for a long, deep kiss, and you sigh.
"Well, it was pure for a moment."
>Fluttershy seems to be enjoying herself, though, stretching out and making quiet, surprised noises.
>You grin and roll your eyes. You weren't too much different to either of them.
>Man, this is really fucking weird. The back of your mind keeps nagging at you
>But they're big girls now. You trust them to know what they want in other respects, and considering how much they went through to try and convince you...
>Fluttershy breaks the kiss, trying to hide her smile. "T-this is really weird with mom just watching."
>"Hm. She's right. Gust, do something sexy!"
>Your cheeks flush red
"Whatever happened to cuddles?"
>However, you catch Fluttershy looking expectantly at you, and then down your body once again
>As much composure as she has, she doesn't have a lot of eye discipline
>You smirk. Yeah, they definitely know what they want
>Cripes, it's weird to feel good about being attractive in your daughter's eyes
>Well, you might as well enjoy it
>You reach up and lightly nip on Rainbow Dash's wing, causing her to shiver and sigh contently
>Gently massaging it, Dash continues to move from side to side, breathing deeply
>"H-hey...!" Fluttershy protests, causing you to smile and release the feathery appendage
"Which one of us are you jealous of, exactly?"
>She neglects to answer, looking to the side. Rainbow takes a deep breath, loosening her muscles. "Is it both?"
>You notice the familiar sensation of losing your sense to lust
>For once, you'll let this slide for an hour or two...

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>By the time you come back to your senses, Rainbow Dash is already snoring happily on Fluttershy's chest, which is rapidly rising and falling as the latter pants
"You did well."
>So, you may have imagined being...with, your daughter before
>But the one thing you most certainly never imagined in your life was the circumstance of the pillow talk afterwards
>She barely responds with a nod, still staring up at the ceiling
>Rainbow, in a barely cognizant stupor, shivers and reaches for the covers, pulling the blanket over herself until the only thing exposed is the end of her muzzle in the crook of Fluttershy's neck
>You narrow your eyes
>Fuck. That's adorable.
>You see Fluttershy wrap all of her legs around Dash under the blanket.
>You wonder what's going through her head right now.
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>Be Fluttershy
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>Fuck.
>You can't get the sound of your mother's screams of climax muffled through the kiss you were sharing at that moment out of your head
>What is happening to your life?
>You feel Dashie drool on your chest
>at least, you think that's drool
>"Like, really well."
>Your wings begin to stiffen again



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>Be Gust Tumbler, quite possibly the best mom off-earth.
>Around a month has passed now
>Things have been going good
>Fluttershy has very visibly matured. She's become a lot more talkative and has been taking great pains to look pretty for you and Dash, as if she wasn't already beautiful
>Well, she's more talkative around you two, anyways. If anything, she's more shy when other people are around
>No one knows, so far. You half expected Rainbow Dash to brag about the threeway in front of everyone she knows, but she seems content to just spend the days with Fluttershy and the weekends with both of you at home
>The other day while Fluttershy was expressing how much she wanted to visit a zoo on the ground, Rainbow complained about how she'll have to move out of Cloudsdale to follow her to some slow-town earth pony village when they become adults in full
>She apologized respectfully and the conversation continued. Later that night, Flutters almost cried in your arms, she was so happy. Rainbow's backhanded offer to follow her anywhere wasn't lost on her.
>You smirk, looking out of the window, when you're brought out of your daydreaming by Fluttershy gathering her things
>"Okay, mom, I'm going to school now!"
"Alright, love. Have fun."
>She reaches up and kisses you for more than a few seconds, setting a light blush against both of your faces
"You tease. You do that every morning, and then I'm stuck thinking about you all day."
>"Hehe, I know, I do it to myself, too."
"Well, you have Dashie there!"
>She nods and chuckles. "Yes, but think of it from her perspective. We get to cuddle eachother every night, so she's always desperate to hold me. She keeps getting us into trouble! At least today's friday."
"Tch. I suppose. You two lovebirds do your thing, I'm looking forward to tonight."
>She prances out of the house with a spring in her step, taking off shortly after
>She's even gotten a bit more comfortable flying.
>You sigh happily. You're so glad this worked out for her
>Sure, you enjoy it quite a lot. You almost feel like a kid again, and they're both amazing young mares
>But it really seems to have made a difference in the direction of her life. Not only has someone fallen in love with her, two people did, at once.
>And both worked out.
>It's done wonders for her self confidence. And she deserves every drop and more
>You nod. Every awkward moment has been worth it.
>Welp, time to go to work.
>You have tornados to crash and tails to chase--
>Actually, you don't have to chase tails anymore. You have two marefriends.
>
>You prance in place and giggle, before bursting out of the house and into the air, leaving a dent in the cloud ground you took off from



THE END (until canon ruined it, RIP)