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- >Day whogivesafuck in Equestria.
- >You are Anon.
- >After your daily ritual, you leave the house, stepping out onto the street.
- >The air is surprisingly cold, especially for summer time.
- >You're also quite amazed the Cutie Mark Crusaders haven't jumped you yet.
- >The neighbours (heh, horse joke) wave at you, as you go on your way to work.
- >Your job isn't hard - you collect things from the forest for Zecora.
- >Two hands make light work, apparently.
- >You're nearing the edges of town now, when suddenly, a Wild Fluttershy appears!
- >She's dressed up in silks, with chains draped across her body.
- >You don't really know what's going on - you don't speak to her that much.
- >Although you have to admit, she does have a nice body.
- >For a tiny horse.
- >if you were to change your mind about horsefuckery, she'd be high on your list.
- >F "Anon... Are Saddle Arabians your fetish?"
- "My what? No. Not even human 'Saddle Arabians' are my fetish. I've got to go now, but I could speak to you tomorrow, if you wanted?"
- >She pouts, and flies off, her chains clinking.
- >You don't think much of it, and head out to the forest.
- >Another day, another life-threatening expedition.
- >Day ICantBeBotherToMakeAPun in Equestria.
- >You wake up chilly. Obviously you forgot to shut the window again last night.
- >But that's odd, because it IS summer.
- >You decide to skip shaving today - might as well try and grow in your winter fur if summer is ending early this year.
- >And by winter fur, you mean glorious manly man facial hair.
- >And by glorious manly man facial hair, you mean neck beard.
- >But still, you decide to forgo shaving today.
- >You leave your house, heading for Everfree.
- >You're actually glad you left the window open overnight.
- >It might have been cold when you woke up, but at least you thought to bring a jacket.
- >Stupid magical horse weather, doing all sorts of crazy shenanigans.
- >You're nearing the edge of town now, and Fluttershy jumps out of an alleyway.
- >You aren't a horsefucker, but damn, she has one fine flank.
- >You'd ride her to a red ribbon finish!
- >Ahem.
- >Not that you like animals or anything.
- >You know exactly why you're thinking of horse racing though.
- >Fluttershy is wearing a saddle, stirrups, blinders, and has a bit in her mouth.
- >Is this some sort of BDSM for horses?
- "Fluttershy, what are you doing?"
- >You had never really spoken to her much.
- >She was some sort of local hero, so you didn't really move in the same circles.
- >But you knew her name and face well enough.
- "Is this some sort of prank?"
- >F "arr wafing horthef yurr feh hif?"
- >You reach out, and swing the bit from her mouth.
- >F "Are racing horses your fetish?"
- >Wat.jay pee jee
- "Sorry Fluttershy, that's a bit too weird for me. Are you sure this isn't a dare, or a prank, or something?"
- >She thinks for a minute
- >F "Yes? This isn't one of them..."
- >You suppose you could have phrased that better.
- "Listen, if you're serious, we can grab a coffee this weekend. I'll ask Zecora for the day off. But I'm late, and have to go. See you later!"
- >You make like Rainbow, and Dash off.
- >And tonight, you'll make like an Apple and [spoiler]go to sleep in your bed.[/spoiler]
- >Day WHATTHEHELL in Equestria.
- >You are Anon, and you're mightily confused.
- >You got up, and performed the necessary.
- >After grabbing a coffee, you looked out your window.
- >Strangely enough, the pegasi seem to have fucked up the weather.
- >Seriously fucked up.
- >There's snow everywhere.
- >You don't know much about the weather production, what with being not a pegasus and all.
- >But you do know, after hearing the Cloud twins moan at the bar, that snow is not cheap or easy to make.
- >Someone's going to be getting fired for this.
- >You decide you're not going to work today.
- >Zecora didn't get many requests last summer, so she can handle not having you today.
- >You'll just make sure to work extra hard tomorrow, so you can both have the weekend off.
- >You decide, seeing as how the weather ponies think it is Winter, to treat yourself to some Winter treats.
- >Fuck society, you do what you want!
- >However, you don't have any cinnamon.
- >And you can't make apple-cinnamon cookies without cinnamon.
- >Or apples.
- >But you have apples, so that doesn't matter.
- >You shave, although it takes longer than normal.
- >You don't remember forgetting to do it yesterday, but maybe you forgot forgetting it?
- >Fuck, that didn't even make sense to you.
- >You grab your coin sack, as the ponies don't use paper money so no wallet, and head out to market.
- >Hopefully, Sugar'n Spice has some, or failing that, you could try Sugarcube Corner.
- >But they always charge too much. Probably because they use it too.
- >You hum as you walk, some half-forgotten tune from back on Earth.
- >Soon enough, you've built up a chorus of background singers, before one of them trips over, upsetting the entire production.
- >AB "Dangit Scoots! I toldja to hold onta mah tail, not mah hooves!"
- >Seems like Cheerilee let the class take a snow day.
- >She's a kind mare, very motherly.
- >Always fusses over you, makes sure you're doing alright.
- >You reach the market, and pay for your cinnamon.
- >It isn't too cheap, but you decide you might as well buy loads - you can always use more.
- >You turn around to go home, but bump into someone.
- >You get knocked to the floor, and they reach down a hoof to help you up.
- >You look at your fellow bumpee, and recognize her.
- >It's Fluttershy, one of the prettier mares in town.
- >Although you have no clue what she's wearing today - it looks like she's glued all her crockery together, and is wearing it like a suit.
- >You suppose that superheroes, or their closest analogues, should be allowed some leniency in fashion sense.
- >After all, Superman wears y-fronts.
- >F "Ar... are cuh niggets in shining armour your fetish, Anon?"
- >wat?
- "First off, I think you mean knights. The 'kay' is silent."
- >She looks down at her hooves, and blushes.
- "And secondly, they aren't. But that's alright, because your armour doesn't really shine anyways.
- "Now why are you asking after my fetish? There's easier ways of making friends, you know?"
- >She peeks out from behind her mane, and glances up at your face
- "I mean, if you wanted to, I'm baking today. Go drop your armour back off at home, and you can give me a hoof if you want?"
- >She squeals, and flies off, armour clanking as she goes.
- "What a weird pony"
- >You are still Anon, and it is now late evening.
- >Fluttershy did indeed come over, sans armour, and the two of you spend your afternoon baking together.
- >It was really odd, you both seemed to just work together flawlessly, even though you haven't really spent much time together before.
- >She's a cute mare though.
- >And you have been here a while...
- >With no way home...
- >Surprising the both of you, you lean over on the sofa, and place a gentle kiss on her cheek.
- >She blushes, and ducks behind her hair again.
- >Before quickly darting back out, and giving you one back.
- >On the lips this time.
- >It's your turn to blush. But at least you aren't as red as her.
- >You snuggle up together, in front of the fire, and help yourselves to your Winter cookies.
- >They really are good.
- >Fluttershy leans over, and kisses you again.
- >She gently bites your lower lip, before parting the two with her tongue.
- >Her kiss is slow, and relaxed. But you can feel her nervousness beneath it.
- >She's really tense, but slowly seems to chill more.
- >Hours later, and the two of you are entwined on the sofa, lips slightly puffy, and your shirt is heavily rumpled.
- "Flutters, hey,"
- >you nudge her
- "Hey... D... Did you want to spend the night?"
- >You look down at her, stare into her eyes.
- >She blinks, then again. Her eyes glisten in the firelight.
- >She takes a deep breath, and closes her eyes.
- >F "Not tonight. I don't want to go to quickly, if that's okay with you, I mean?"
- >F "But I can come over this weekend?"
- >You don't see the tear slip out from under her eyelid.
- "Sure, I'd like that."
- >You wrap an arm around her, and give her another hug.
- >Ten minutes later, and you go to bed.
- >You'd just waved Fluttershy off, and were looking forward to the weekend.
- >Hopefully, you won't muck up this relationship.
- >You are Fluttershy.
- >And you don't think you have any more tears left to cry.
- >Tonight had been so wonderful, just like all your dates with Anon.
- "It's"
- >You sniff, tears dripping off your chin
- "It's all my fault!"
- >Twilight rubs her hoof along your back, smoothing your fur down
- >She's been there for you since the accident.
- >If only you hadn't tried to have that dinner in the clouds.
- >T "It isn't your fault, Fluttershy. We all thought magic would work normally on him."
- >The cloud walking spell had worn off halfway through dessert.
- >Doctor Stable had said there was nothing more they could do for Anon - what he had now was as good as it was going to get.
- "I... I just wish he could remember me!"
- >You weren't out of tears.
- >He'd forgotten the fortnight before your date.
- >And with that fortnight, all of your other dates.
- >T "Don't worry, just keep trying. Maybe, one day, he won't forget"
- >And that's your hope.
- >That one day, he'll remember the day before.
- fin
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