FiftyShadesofYellow - Learning From Her Mother

>Finally get home after a long day at school.
>It was a weird day, seeing that you didn't see Fluttershy at lunch.
>Come to think of it, Rainbow Dash came in just when it was about to end.
>Maybe she had something to do with it?
>Whatever, must've been coincidence.
>Maybe Fluttershy came down with the runs from todays lunch and needed to be excused.
>As long that it keeps her away from you, that's fine.
>Open the door to your house and toss the keys aside and let them land on the counter.
>Slide your backpack off and let it make a loud thump on the floor.
"Fuck, today was hot."
>Start to take off your shirt and throw it on your couch.
>"Mmmh!"
>What was that?
>Walk over to the couch.
>See a half naked Fluttershy tied up and taped across her mouth.
>It looks like she's been crying, while heating up your couch.
"Holy fuck!"
>Grab the house phone and dial 911.
>"911, what's your emergency?"
"Yes, I would like to report a break in, possible kidnapping, and possible robbery."
>Hear Fluttershy muffled screams get louder.
>"OK sir, and where do you live?"
"1432 Cedarwood Drive."
>"Alright, just stay calm and keep away from the other rooms of the house, the people who have done this are probably still in there."
>You hang up and set the phone on the table.
>Grab a side of the tape on Fluttershy's face and rip it off.
>"Why did yoooOOOW!"
"Sorry about that, what happened?"
>"What happened, is that I tried to guess your fetish, while you called the police for nothing!"
"What!? Why the- wait, what was the fetish?"
>"If raping ME was your fetish!"
>You grab your hair and start tearing it out.
>"A-Anon? I-I's it- mmph!"
>Tape her mouth back and shake her.
"How may fucking times do I have to tell you that I will NOT-!"
>Hear the door being kicked open.
>"Freeze! Stop right there!"
>Look over to see two officers with their pistols in their hands and pointing directly at you.
"What? Oh, wait, this is all wrong, she-"
>"Get off of the couch!"
>They come in and get closer to you.
>One of them lowers their hand down and rests on their belt.
"Hey, this is my house, and I'm not the one who broke in and-"
>"Last time sir, get off and get your hands up."
>He starts to get out a can of pepper spray.
"Listen, she is-!"
>He raises the can and sprays you on the eyes.
"AAAH, MOTHERFUCKER!"
>Rub your eye, which actually makes it worse.
>You are then pushed off of Fluttershy and forced down.
>"Don't struggle; it will only make it worse for you!"
>You move around, but they make you face the floor.
>You keep on screaming, while your eyes are being rolled around on a grill.
>"You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can..."

>You're hold up in a small cell with other crooks.
>Fuck does it suck being 18.
>"What are you in here?"
>One of the bigger, beefier guys ask you.
"They, think that I was raping a girl."
>He stands up and walks over to you.
>"Do you know what we do with rapists around here?!"
>He raises a fist.
"Do... you give them a tour?"
>He brings it back.
>You close your eyes and expect the worst.
>"Alright, let him down, Richard."
>Hear the door to the cell being moved.
>"But he-"
>"Is innocent."
>That second voice is easily recognizable to you.
>It's a calming voice.
>Open your eyes and look at what everyone in the cage is seeing.
>See Fluttershy with her arms and legs crossed in an odd fashion.
>Behind her are her parents, along with your own parents.
>Everything that you know is going away.
>The beefy man lets go of you and you walk away.
>Just as you get out of the cage, Fluttershy gives you a bear hug.
>"Oh, thank goodness you're alright! I thought that they would-"
"Let go of me!"
>As you're about to struggle, she does let go.
>"Son, I am disappointed in you." Your father says.
"She told all of you on what's going on, didn't she?"
>"Yes, and we are all ashamed with the both of you."
"I know, I keep on telling her that-"
>"This is no excuse son; we know what's going on here."
"You do?"
>"Yes, and we are afraid about this." It's not good for the both of you." Flutters mom joins in.
>"I'm sorry Anon, but I needed to tell them everything."
>Fluttershy tells you.
>"And thank god she did. We all need to get this arranged."
"I know Mrs-"
>"Shut your mouth kid, all of us need to finish."
>After that bold interruption from Fluttershy's dad, you choose to stay quiet.
>"This is the matter of what's been going on for the past year, and we are all disgusted with all of it."
>"Now son, we need to ask you an important question." Your mother sounds desperate.
>"A-are... Are you..."
>"Son, are you gay?"
>What!?
"What?! NO!"
>"Then why have you rejected our daughter? Isn't she enough for you?!"
>Flutters dad starts to sound enraged.
"It's just that, she's a stalker!"
>"A girl showing her affection for you isn't that weird. How else did we get together, Anon?"
>Fluttershy's mom says.
"This, this isn't even anything! She's just fucking scaring me with all of these 'arrangements' and fetish guesses."
>”Well how else did my parents meet, Anon?”
>You look at Fluttershy, and trying to catch on with what she just said.
“Your parents…?”
>”Yes, we we’re like you and Fluttershy. It took me the entire junior year to get him to go out with me.”
>You just look at Fluttershy’s mom.
>You connect the dots with that relation.
“Did this really happen to you?”
>”Well of course it did! I wish I dated her sooner. You should do the same while I’m giving you the choice, kid.”
>You feel like this is all a fucked up dream.
“And you’re not even arguing anything about this, mom? Dad?!”
>They look at each other, and look at you.
>”We were son, but seeing you for the past years is… just sad.”
“What do you mean dad?”
>”He means on what you have been doing in your high school. Doing nothing but rejecting girls, while you hang out with Norman, playing video games and going out.”
>Your mom sounds very concerned.
>"What are you, a faggot?"
>Your own father just called you the thing that you’ve always despised.
“No! I’m far off from that!”
>”Then why aren’t you going out with a girl, or more specifically, her?”
“Didn’t you just hear on what happened to her parents?!”
>”Well we think that it’s very sweet, just like what she is.”
“Oh no, there’s no way she’s that sweet.”
>”We’ve heard on what she does in her spare time. She helps the local animal shelter, while you just hang out with your friends.”
>Damn the day that your own mom keeps int rack of what you do.
>”Son, we think it’s best that you go out with her.”
“No, I won’t dad.”
>Fluttershy’s father cracks his knuckles.
“You don’t scare me.”
>”Son, if you don’t date her, we will leave you in here for the rest of the night.”
“You wouldn’t.”
>You try to all out on your father's bluff.
>Fluttershy starts to cry, while her father starts to raise his fist.
>A few officers rush over and hold him back.
“And besides, it’s not even legal to leave me in here.”
>”Actually, there’s the ‘Scaring Your Children Straight’ program.”
“But I’m not even a criminal!”
>”Not after with what you tried to do to our daughter.”
>Fluttershy’s mom speaks to you.
“What do you mean?”
>”What Fluttershy told us, is that you were about to hit her.”
“Well… It was… Shit…”
>”So what’s it going to be, son?”
“She broke into our house!”
>”And we’ve dropped the charges.”
“Why would you do that?”
>”Did you even paid attention son?”
“Yes, to know that all of you have lost your minds! You guys think that I would ever go out with her!?”
>”Officer, where is that paperwork?”

>”Oh Anon, isn’t this great?”
>You try to fling a piece of lettuce at her, but miss.
>”Now Anon, remember what are parents agreed on.”
>She points over to a nearby table to indicate your family with hers.
>They all eye you, while drinking.
>You grumble and put down the fork.
>”Don’t worry; I can make you feel better later tonight.”
“We’re not doing it tonight.”
>”Seems like we forgot to tell you on how I was created.”
>Fucking Fluttershy.