Hanging Around in the Forest [Pony]

>8 months
>It's been 8 months since you made it to Equstria, at least that's what you think, it's tough to live without a calendar.
>It's even tougher though to live without a house, not that these repo ponies seem to understand that.
"Come the fuck on, where the hell else am I suppose to live!?"
"I've been busting my ass off at my job doing the best I fucking can, it's hardly my fault if I'm not as efficient as these damn horses and their privileged powers!"
"Now you say you get to take my house, just because I haven't been making enough money this last week?"
>The stallions barely pay you any mind as they haul more of your stuff.
>Not that they had much to take anyway.
>Your abode was quite meager in style, all your food had to be imperishable even without a means to keep them fresh.
>Beds? Also too good for you, a blanket's all that you can afford.
>Regardless though, they were still taking it all.
"So that's just it huh?"
>The ponies simply stare back at you.
"Well fuck you too."
>You decide you've had enough of this sorry state of affairs.
"I suppose there's only one other option here...God damn it."
>Begrudgingly, you drag yourself off to the city council office to hopefully find some lodging available for you.
>Walking along to the office you got the same stares that you grown so accustomed to.
>It certainly didn't get any better in the office either.
>Still, you take a ticket and right on down.
"Well, at least this is still the same as home."
"Not that I particularly liked it there either."
>As you wait, you check your wallet to see how money you have left.
"7 bits...woopey..."
>You came here with around 25,000 dollars to your name, too bad exchange rate don't exist in wonderful old Equestria.
>When you first tried to cash it in the ponies just ate if for a salad.
>"Number 286!"
>With a sudden jolt upon hearing your number you get up and head over to the counter.
>Of course, you had to squat down to be on eye level with them.
>You explained your situation to the pony, not that she seemed too phased.
>When the subject of housing came up, things got even worse.
>"You see Mr. Anon, someone of your...stature...doesn't really bode well with most Ponyvillian residents."
>"Our people just don't feel safe around you, surely you understand right?"
"Of course I understand."
>Of course you don't fucking understand.
>The pony folds her hooves.
>"I'm sorry to say, but we cant help you."
"Yeah, sure you are."
>You crumple up your ticket and leave.
>This day has been going pretty swimmingly so far.
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>Congratulations, you think to yourself, you're officially homeless now.
>So what is it that homeless people do again?
>Well, you could try to swindle some money off of some pony, not that these racist assholes would ever give you a single cent.
"Fuck..."
>It's becoming increasingly obvious that you're out of options.
>...
>......
>.............
>Your eyes slowly open, and you get yourself up.
>At least you try to, but you don't seem to posses the strength to.
>With a loud thud your butt plants its self firmly back on the floor.
>You also notice you might have slipped from the puddle you were sleeping in.
>You've been on the streets for some weeks now.
>Drinking water from gutters, eating food out of trash cans, the whole ordeal.
>It was raining right now in the pitch black sky, and you were soaking wet, probably had a cold too.
>You realize that you need to seek some shelter, and muster up yourself the best you can to crawl for some coverage.
>You never realized how exhausting crawling could be
>You pass by some houses with their lights still on.
>Ponies laughing, ponies partying.
>You practically tear up as you see two ponies making love with eachother.
>You sit there for a while, simply defeated.
>That kind of sweet passionate love, you will never experience.
>Especially not here.
>These ponies were so cute you thought, so why?
>....
>Sitting there you notice something drift by down to you in the stream
>You slowly tilt your head towards it.
"A piece of rope?"
>It certainly seemed strong
>For a moment, a certain thought popped through your head
>Unfortunately, that thought didn't leave your head either.
>In fact, that thought stayed with you as you got yourself completely up.
>And it stayed with as you started walking
>And it stayed with as you walked in to the forest
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>The Everfree Forest.
>It certainly seemed grand enough to live up to its name.
>I might have been a pretty sight too if were bright enough to see anything.
>Just as well, you were too focused on tying you noose juussst right.
>Eventually you happen upon a tree you feel is thick enough.
>You give a tug on the branches.
"Yep, this oughtta do."
>You try tossing the rope over the branch, but to no avail.
>Underhand, overhead, granny throw, nothing.
>If you didn't know any better you could swear the rope was bouncing itself back on purpose.
>You didn't by the way, it's still too fucking dark out at the moment.
>Who knew killing yourself could be such a pain in the ass?
>Only more reason to end it all that much quicker, you think to yourself.
>You decide that you were never going to get the rope over it this way, and start climbing up the tree.
>Luckily there were some foot holes and other branches to step on.
>With a shaking of the tree, and the falling of leaves you make your way up.
"Alright, with this last branch to step on I'll be-"
>The second you put your foot and weight down on it, you heard a small yeep.
>And, surely enough, the branch you were stepping on flies out from under you.
>Next thing you knew you back face first on the ground
>You get yourself up and rub your face.
"What the fuck just happened?"
>You look left and right but only see darkness.
>Giving up, you shrug it off and try again.
>You look down to pick up your rope and-
"What the fucking hell?!"
>On top of falling on your face, you also lost your rope.
>You put your face into your palm in anger, but simply sigh.
>As you reward your eyes with gift of sight again however, you notice a rumbling in the bushes next to you.
>And before you even get a chance to think, you're knocked right back down again.
>This time though, you heard a voice.
>It sounded kind of cute.
>"Oh gosh, I'm sorry Ano-you person you, I just can't see anything you know and I was just."
>"Well I was just looking for some bats of mine and I got a little lost so-oh but those are my problems aren't they I'm sure you have plenty of your own, I mean look at you!"
>"...Oh! Sorry no I don't mean it that way at all, well maybe I do, but I mean it's ll in good will right?"
>"Oh dear, I haven't even introduced myself yet have I?"
>"Oh Fluttershy, you..."
>This pony has been going on for a while.
>You're barely even processing what she's been saying, but you do notice that she helps you up.
>She lends out a hoof for you to grab onto, and practically pulls you up.
>"Wow... humans really are tall.."
>The pony seems to be admiring your physique, or maybe she's a little intimidated.
>You never were the best at reading people, or ponies for that matter.
>"Now where was I? Oh yes, I'm Fluttershy mister human person, and you are?"
>For a while you just stared at her, dumbfounded.
>Where the hell was this kindness before?
>"Uhh, hello?"
>She seemed pretty expectant of you
"Oh , well, I'm anon..miss..."
>"Fluttershy.", she says as she fixes her mane with puffs of air.
>This pony is too cute.
>Like really too fucking cute.
>As in, you're breaking out in tears right now.
>You turn away as to not show what a miserable excuse for a person you were right now, but you felt something stop you.
>It was the pony, she was...hugging you.
"Fuck..."
>She started rubbing your back with her hoof.
>You slumped your face into her neck, and continued to cry.
>All the while you were feeling this pony's warm, welcoming embrace.
>You put you arms around her too, she didn't reject it.
>With all the strength you have left, you give this horse the tightest hug you could.
>The two of you simply sat there for quite some time, not saying a single word.
>Eventually though, you felt lighter, and saw the ground moving.
>It seems as though the pony was carrying you off somewhere.
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>As the two of you started to slow down, you noticed that you were approaching a cottage.
>Using your awesome powers of deduction, you deduce this must be her house.
>As she flies towards the door, the bunny waiting there opens it for her, and you both fly right in.
>She sets you down inside and preps a blanket on you.
>She then heads over to the bunny, feeds it a treat, and locks the door.
>After that, she heads off into what you figure must be her kitchen.
>You hear pots clanging and bowls mixing, but only look down at your plaid blanket.
>It's rather warm you thought, certainly much better than your last one.
>You start crunching in your hand and subsequently letting go.
>You notice the bunny hops over to you, seemingly inspecting you.
>Actually, it started taking your blanket.
>"Angel!"
>The bunny stops.
>You notice Fluttershy has come back in the room, this time with some soup with her.
>The pony sets down the bowl right next to you.
>"Here anon. drink this and then go straight to bed."
"Is this, really okay?"
>Fluttershy looks at you, almost motheringly so.
>"Well I don't see any reason as to why it wouldn't.", she says matter-of-factly
>"Now you rest up here, and if you need me for absolutely anything at all I'm only a room over, alright?"
>You give her a soft nod.
>"Good!"
>She smiles, and trots off to her room.
>Angel, who you only just notice has been drinking the most of your soup, follows along with her soon after.
>With nothing better to do, you make your way to the couch and plop yourself down.
>You take a big glug of soup and tuck yourself in for the night.
>This place could be worse, you thought.
>Much worse, you thought.
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>Sunlight breaks free of the curtains on the windows and pierces itself into the room.
>Your eyes blink as you wake up, surprisingly well rested for once.
>Sitting up. you take the blanket off you.
>You get off the couch and onto your own two feet, and proceed to stretch.
>You let out a yawn and scratch your back.
>You also notice that something really smells, and that something is you.
>You start taking off your clothes so that you wash them in the river.
>As you do, you hear a door creek.
>You look around a bit, but head out side anyway.
>With the new sunlight you find yourself in, you decide to take the time to gather in your surroundings.
"Holy hell does this girl have a lot of animals."
>It's certainly very nice looking though.
>Much better than you could ever manage.
>Heading down to the stream, you start thinking about everything that's happened to you thus far.
>You've been through quite the plethora of jobs, holding one was never the easiest.
>Helping out on the farm, no matter, strong earth pony here to save the day.
>Janitorial? just magic the dirt away!"
>You weren't even sure how you managed a weather job, but pegasi quickly took care of that anyway.
"Damn ponies."
>You thought about your current job.
>You also thought about how you were supposed to show up in 2 hours.
>You also thought about how you weren't going to.
>Your clothes enter the stream
>You spend time washing your clothes.
>This time you think about the nice pony who helped you out the other day.
>Kindness like that doesn't have the right to exist in this world.
>She sure was soft...
>You realize you were hugging yourself.
"God I'm pathetic."
>You finish washing your clothes and begin to dry them.
>You start thinking about Fluttershy more.
>You try to remember what she smelled like.
>You try to remember what her fur felt like between your fingers.
>You hope you won't have to rely on your memories forever.
>As you put on your clothes you start thinking about what you could to return this pony's generosity.
>You notice a duck waddle up to you.
>You're not sure if you can pet ducks or not, but you take the risk anyway.
>Thankfully, it seems to like it.
>You then hear a voice.
>"Has my little Alfred made himself a friend?"
>You turn around, unsurprisingly, it was Fluttershy.
>You're starting to find it hard to look at her with a straight face.
>It's hard keeping you from just running up to her feeling her comfort.
>Comfort that you haven't felt in so, so long.
>You manage to restrain yourself though, and give her a greeting.
"Oh, uh, hello there Fluttershy."
"Are you, uh, doing alright?"
>"Indeed I am Anon, but what about you?"
>What about you?
>You're not really sure if you had an answer to that question.
"Well, I've been better but...things aren't too bad."
>You carry on a small talk conversation with her.
>She mentions some of the chores that she's about to do, and you offer to help her.
>She didn't want to bother you at first, but you managed to get through to her.
>Every time she was feeding some animal you took the time to marvel at her.
>She truly was beautiful.
>Her long flowing pink mane and tail, the way her eyes were shaped, the curvature of her body, and her, well, her backside as well.
>Part of you thinks this is some kind of cruel joke.
>You toss in some fish feed and Fluttershy calls you over.
>"Anon, over here!"
>"I hear you Fluttershy, I'll be right there!"
>This, this you could get used to.
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>As nice as things were going, you decided to stop beating around the bush and talk to her about that night.
>The night when things were at their worst.
>You walk up to Fluttershy and start to talk to her.
"So uhh, about that night..."
"The, uh, night when you welcomed me in-"
>Fluttershy puts a hoof to your mouth.
>You snort to yourself.
"So I guess you knew then, huh?"
"What I was about to do."
>"Anon..."
>She walks close to you.
>"I may be a shy pony, but I'm certainly no naive pony."
"I see..."
"You never did get back to your bats."
>"I was never looking for them in the first place."
"So then, how do you even bump into me in the first place?"
"What were you even doing out there?"
>She starts to look away, shyly.
>"Well, if you simply must know...I was...watching you..."
"Watching me, since when?"
>"Since you lost your house."
>Wait a minute.
>Did she seriously just watch you starve?
"What the fuck Fluttershy!? Why didn't you do anything sooner?"
"Don't you realize how fucking horrible I felt back then!?"
>Fluttershy starts whimpering
>"I'm sorry anon, it's that.. I was afraid.."
"Afraid?"
>"Well look at you, we've never seen anyone quite like you before and-"
"And you were afraid that I would hurt you, trust me I know."
>Of course, why would she have been any different?
>"Oh no anon, not because of that."
>"I was wondering if you could make it on your own or not."
>"I wanted to see if you were strong enough to make it out."
"Well clearly I wasn't, so why wait so long?"
>"Oh, well then I was afraid."
>Of course
>"But look at you now anon, everything's working out!"
"Yeah, after I was about to kill myself!"
>Fluttershy looks away.
"Look, it's alright Fluttershy, I'm not angry at you."
"You showed my the utmost kindness and hospitality at the time I needed it most, and when nobody else would."
"I don't think I could ever be angry at that."
>Fluttershy comes closer to you, into a hug.
>Again, as before you two simply embrace each other.
>This time though, you let go.
>Honestly, last time was better you thought.
>The two of you look at one another and blush.
>You both then start walking back to the cottage.
"So I noticed that that gate doesn't like to stay closed, could tie it shut."
"What did you do with my rope Fluttershy?"
>"I burned it"
>You give a laugh.
>Fluttershy proceeds to fly.
"Hey no fair, Ms. wings!"
>She starts fluttering circles around you, giggling all the while.
"Gotcha!"
>You grab at her and make her fall down on top of you.
>You both just keep laughing, well almost.
>The laughter was interrupting for a second when you went in for a kiss.
>Only on the forehead, but it was still enough to knock her out cold.
>Maybe Equestria wasn't that bad after all.
>And maybe what you went through wasn't bad either.
>After all, the bad time make us reflect on how nice the good times really are.
>And this good time? This is one you want to feel the full effects from.
>Thankfully, that's exactly what you got.