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- >Night had begun to fall over, what did Fluttershy call this place again? Equestria?
- >A fitting name if nothing else
- >After arriving back at her cottage Fluttershy had given you more of a tour of the dwelling ending with a spare room that would serve as your bedroom
- >It was enough for what you needed it for
- >After her tour Fluttershy left you to yourself, said she had to make dinner for herself and her animals
- >She offered to make you something as well but you politely declined
- >You needed some time alone to think about your…predicament
- >So you sat on the simple bed provided for you and thought
- >Long and hard
- >What if this…Celestia couldn’t send you back to Lordran? What if this was a permanent problem?
- >A sigh escapes your helm and you rub the back of your neck to workout a knot you can feel growing
- >You glance out the window located next to your bed
- >The moon was hanging low in the sky, so low it almost looked like you could grab it
- >Maybe the fresh air and scenery would do you some good
- >You quietly leave your room and walk into the foyer of Fluttershy’s cottage
- >She doesn’t seem to be around, perhaps she already went to bed
- >No matter, you didn’t want company
- >You let yourself out and found a nice, serene hilltop to rest on not far from the cottage
- >You gaze up at the swollen moon and just enjoy watching it
- >You hear a small rustling behind you and you immediately shoot up, your sword already in hand
- >You were formulating a plan to compensate for the lack of a shield which you left in your room
- >But then you heard familiar whimpering
- >It was Fluttershy, again in a shivering ball
- >You return your blade to its sheath
- “Oh, Lady Fluttershy. Apologies.”
- >You say with a bow
- “I should have told you not to approach me from behind.”
- >The butter-yellow p0ny unfurled from her protective ball
- “O-Oh, no, it’s ok. I-I really should have announced that I was here.”
- >You return to your spot on the hilltop and Fluttershy joins you taking a seat right next to you
- “Oh, this is fine, right?” she meekly asks
- >You nod that it is, Fluttershy was like a specter when quiet. She wouldn’t be a bother
- >The two of you are quiet, not a single word is spoken for what seems like hours
- >Both of you just drink in the beautiful sight of the moon
- “Anonymous. What are you…thinking of?” Fluttershy breaks the silence with that simple question.
- >You’re silent for a time, so long a time that Fluttershy tries to retract the question but you begin to speak
- “Lordran. My…home.”
- >It wasn’t much of a home but it was yours
- “I suppose that’s to be expected.” Fluttershy says with a slight nod.
- >She starts to ask something else but you don’t give her the chance
- >You can’t stop yourself from rattling on, the words just come
- “I just want, -need-, to get back. I…I can’t survive here. This world, this Equestria, it is too…peaceful.”
- >Fluttershy looks confused, you can’t blame her it’s an odd thing to say
- “Peaceful is…bad to you?”
- >She looks at you like you just told a horrid joke
- “I am…a being of strife and conflict and bloodshed. It is…all I know of. I cannot survive amid peace. I do not know how…”
- >You’re quiet again and so is your companion
- >Suddenly Fluttershy nuzzles against your armor-encased arm gently
- “What was that for…?”
- >Her response is just above a whisper
- “It just…looked like you need it.”
- >She continues to nuzzle you and you don’t stop her. Not tonight, not now.
- >Tonight you’ll accept the fact that she isn’t getting close to stab you in the back, or because she wants something in return.
- >No, she’s doing this because of the kindness and compassion in her heart.
- >Kindness and compassion, two things that had died in you long ago…
- >Morning in your new, hopefully temporary, home
- >You didn’t sleep after your time with Fluttershy, though she went to bed the moment you two got back inside her home
- >You just stayed up the remainder of the night, seated on your bed with your gaze tuned towards the middle distance
- >There was a light knock on your bedroom door followed by Fluttershy’s soft voice
- “Anonymous? Are you awake?”
- “Aye.”
- >She opened the door and delicately trotted in, rubbing the sleep from her eyes like a child and her mane was tussled and unkempt
- >She yawned and it sounded like a cross between a kitten, a puppy, and every other baby animal you could think of
- >Heartwarmingly cute
- “Good morning, Anonymous.”
- “Good morning, Lady Fluttershy.”
- >She notices you weren’t under the covers
- “Oh, didn’t sleep well?”
- “I…did not sleep at all.”
- >She looked concerned
- “Oh my, that’s not healthy, Anonymous. “
- >You dismiss it with a hand wave
- “I’m quite fine, Lady Fluttershy. Please, believe me.”
- >She scrunches up her face and gives you a look
- “Well, if you say so. But you are going to be eating with me this morning.”
- >You begin to protest but that glare she gives you…
- >You wordlessly nod in agreement and feel a shiver run down your spine
- >Breakfast is pleasant enough if not your…usual affair of foodstuffs
- >An awful lot of flowers and hay…
- >But Fluttershy quickly prepared something more preferable after you explain you couldn’t exactly digest flora and dry hay strands. A simple bit of bread with butter and some juicy oranges was like a king’s banquet to you.
- >You had forgotten what food had tasted like, too long you were sustained on the Estus
- >After the basic yet very enjoyable meal you were at a lost of what to do
- >There was no…goal for you to work towards
- >You didn’t have to cut through countless bloodthirsty Hollows to ring a bell, or slog through lava to retrieve an ember for a blacksmith
- >You had…free time
- >This was an altogether new concept to you and you didn’t like it
- >You needed to keep busy with something, anything
- >There’s a hurried knock at the front door
- >Fluttershy excuses herself from the table to answer it
- >You follow her from the kitchen, curiosity somewhat getting the better of you
- >Fluttershy answered the door and seemed pleased to see whomever it was on the other side
- >You spy from your place in the kitchen and see an orange-colored horse with a dirty blonde mane standing there chatting with Fluttershy. She wore the most ridiculous hat on her head.
- > The orange horse lacked wings and a horn like the other two p0nies you’ve met
- >How many different kinds were there?
- >The horse with the odd hat seemed to be asking Fluttershy a question and she was getting flustered trying to find an answer
- “Is there a problem, Lady Fluttershy?”
- >You ask as you walk into the living room, earning a quick gasp from the orange horse when she sees you
- “Who or what in the hay is that, Shy?”
- >Fluttershy giggles and gives her friend the short version of events
- “Well shoot, sugarcube, that is some story. Name’s Applejack.”
- >Now that you could hear her a bit better this Applejack had quite the bizarre accent
- >She offered you her hoof which you blankly stare at
- >You instead bow to her
- “A pleasure, Lady Applejack.”
- “Hoo-wee, ya talk real proper like, Anonymous.”
- >It was a proper way of speaking
- “Anyways, Shy, can ya help me with mah problem?”
- >Fluttershy snaps back to fidgeting and thinking
- “Oh, Applejack, I’m sorry but I have to Canterlot for the day.”
- >Applejack stamps her hoof lightly
- “Dang, Ah really don’t have the time ta deal with this mahself.”
- >You get an idea suddenly
- “Well, perhaps I could help with this…issue, Lady Applejack.”
- >You suggest plainly, if you could help out Fluttershy for all she’s done it was the least you could do
- >Applejack’s ears go flat against her head as she thinks
- “Ah…dunno. Ah mean, Ah don’t really know ya…”
- >Fluttershy chimes in
- “I think he can handle it fine, Applejack. Anonymous dealt with a Manticore. -This- should be easy for him.”
- >You hoped you didn’t have to fight another one of those for this problem
- >But honestly even if it was something major there was nothing Equestria could throw at you that you couldn’t handle
- “Weeeell… If you trust ‘em Shy, Ah can too. Ah really appreciate this, sugarcube. Ah’ll be sure at get ya back for this.”
- >You nod simply, somewhat humored over what this problem could be. Most likely terrifying weed pulling, or horrible house painting or some other small chore
- >Applejack glances over her shoulder and shouts unexpectedly
- “Alright girls! I found ya a sitter for the day!”
- >What.
- >Three even smaller p0nies walked into Fluttershy’s home and collectively gasped in amazement
- >WHAAAT.
- >In an instant they were on you. Tugging at your sword, darting through your legs, knocking on your helmet, and bombarding you with questions
- >WHAAAAAAAAT.
- “Ok girls, Ah’ll pick ya up later today. You play nice with Anon now, ya hear.”
- >Applejack had already left by the time you looked up to protest this…favor
- “I’ll be leaving now too, Anonymous. I’ll be home later tonight. Have fun with the girls.”
- >And with that Fluttershy flew from her cottage as these…children continue to run rampant
- >Today had started so well…
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