Topiary (Garden Anon) Pt. 4

>Day party time in Equestria.
>You make skipping steps down the gentle hill of your house towards Ponyville.
>MUST GET SNAZZED UP FOR MY GAL.
Shut up, Anon.
>Although you do want to look good for Twilight. You finally plan on making this relationship official.
>A…girl-, err…marefriend. Either way, it’s still a first for you in Equestria.
>She’s is just so…special. Caring, sweet…
>Gorgeous.
>You sprint at full speed into town; Rarity’s shop is in plain view.
>Wow, those flowers really do make it look better.
>Rarity answers after a few knocks.
>”Oh, hello Anon. What brings you back here?”
*huff*….Hi…Rarity…
>You are in terrible shape.
Do…can you make me something...for…party?
>Rarity laughs at you, “Yes Anon…I…believe…I…can!”
>Her impression of you is good.
>You step inside, but are stunned to see Twilight and Fluttershy
>You gulp hard as you put on a fake smile.
>Twilight runs up to you, “Anon! What are you doing here?”
>She can’t know you’re here to impress her with your attire.
>That’d be embarrassing.
Oh err…just looking out for my favorite little pony!
>You give her a nudge on her shoulder.
>So. Lame.
>She returns one your way and snorts, “Oh Anon…I wish I could be so lucky ALL the time!”
>All the time? She wants the…
>Long lasting relationship.
>You and Fluttershy lock eyes
>”Y-your s-so lucky Twilight…”
>Gleefully, “I really am, aren’t I?”
>Rarity pipes up, “Well anyways Anon…I’ll get that…’thing’ you needed right away.”
>Rarity takes a step back into her studio.
>Thank god she kept it subtle
>After a long pause, and two pairs of pony eyes staring at you.
So…uh…are you guys excited about the party?
>”Of course I am! Spike and I have been hanging decorations all day!”
>”A-are you coming, Anonymous?”, Fluttershy looks at you desperately.
Yeah, I think I could make a brief appearance…for one lucky lady.
>You look at Twilight and give a half-cocked smile.
>That was probably a devastating blow to Fluttershy, but you need to stand your ground.
>Rarity emerges from the back room to give you a package.
>She hands it off to you and whispers, “here…these should fit you just fine. Now hurry home and get ready!”
>She’s such a great friend.
Thanks a lot Rarity, I owe you one.
>You look at everyone before you.
Well ladies, I really should be getting home. I bid you all adieu.
>You shoot Twilight a look before you exit Rarity’s boutique with your new clothes. So long as they’re not a sequin train wreck, you should look smashing.
>Smashing.
>Maybe you shouldn’t talk at the party. Or ever again.
>You walk through Ponyville, reminiscing on your first time here. You were pretty popular back then.
>A popular topic of gossip rather.
>Then one day, everything changed.
>These three little foals were trying to earn their…flank tattoos or whatever by cutting a topiary stallion in a bush near the center of town.
>Kids aren’t supposed to get “inked up”.
>Shut up vocabulary.
>You took the shears from them and looked at a nearby male pony and tried your best to make up the shrubbery up in his image.
>To everyone’s amazement, you succeeded without the help of magic.
>It was the first time you were accepted into this world.
>And you’ve been stuck doing that crap ever since.
>You look at the overgrown stallion now.
>You think of how things are different now; how you’ve adapted since then.
>Just then, in a whirl of rainbow, Dash is before you…obstructing the grassy art.
>”Anon! Man I haven’t seen you in a while! What’s been up?”
Oh nothing, Rainbow, just getting some clothes for the party at Twilights tonight.
>She laughs, “Oh yeah? You mean your girlfriends?”
>You wish.
Y-yeah…
>”She talks about you all the freaking time, it’s a real bore.”
>You really are boring.
Really?
>”Pfft, yeah!” Rainbow Dash leans in,” Y’know if you guys happen to have too much to drink tonight and wanted to hook up, I know some of her special areas.”
>You are shocked at the news. You. Must. Know.
Oh...?
>Dash points to her head, “The horn Anon, she loves to have it touched. Especially with your tongue.”
>You’re speechless. How in the world does she know that?
How do you know that?
>Dash laughs, “Look around you, Anon! There’s at LEAST a 3-1 ratio of mares to stallions in Equestria. Girls are going to experiment.”
>The thoughts flood your head.
>You put the package and place it in front of your pants.
O-oh yeah…true…
>”Well have fun with that, Anon…I’ve got to go.”
>As soon as she arrived, Dash zips off into the clouds. You are left with your erection in the center of town.
>Maybe you should go home and get ready.
>At home again
>These clothes fit nicely; brown corduroy pants and a green t-shirt.
>Oh fuck. Do ponies know about Scooby Doo? You pray that they don’t.
>Suddenly a knock on your door.
>You open it, and who else but Fluttershy.
>She has flowers in her hair and that green bracelet on.
>”H-hi, Anonymous. A-are you ready to go to the party?”
>You were unaware she was taking you, but decide to anyways. She’d probably wait until you left and follow you otherwise.
>”Y-you look very handsome…are those n-new clothes?”
You know they are, Fluttershy. You saw me pick them up from Rarity’s today.
>She looks cute herself…but you’re afraid to tell her.
>It’s silence the rest of the way. The journey feels like ages in the brisk night air.
>Fluttershy keeps eying you.
>Whatever. At last you’ve arrived and can finally go inside.
>You reach for the door
>”S-so…did you get me a present?
What? A present?
>”Well yes…I mean, today IS my birthday…”
>Oh god.
>You open the door
>A cascade of pony voices reign down onto you and Fluttershy, “SURPRISE!”
>Fluttershy is overjoyed to see all of her loving friends; she lets out a happy “SQUEE!”
>You were caught completely off guard. You curse yourself for not reading the rest of the invitation.
>You stand in the doorway as still as can be. That is, until Twilight comes running up to you.
>”Surprised Anon? Not as much as Fluttershy Im sure!”
Oh you have no idea…
>Everyone in town must be here, in addition to a few woodland creatures.
>wat.
>”Here Anon, have some cider.”
>Twilight presents you with a cold mug.
>”It’ll knock ya right on yer kiester!” Twilight says in her best Applejack voice
>As the night progresses, you spend more time with Twilight in an attempt to avoid Birthdayshy
>There’s balloons, streamers, a large assortment of desserts and apples…
>They even have a DJ from Canterlot. That must have set them back.
>Three hours into the party and you are still single. You need to change that.
H-hey, Twilight…?
>She finishes her sip of apple wine, “Yes, Anon?”
>Her eyes are so beautiful, even though they are getting heavy with slight inebriation.
I was wondering if…
>A slow song plays over the speakers, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2RdxcuvJgd0
>Twilight’s eyes light up.
>”Oh Anon, dance with me? Please?”
>This could work…
Gladly.
>Or not.
>The other party guests are swaying next to each other as the song plays.
>You never gave a thought as to how you would dance with a pony.
>You walk her over to the cleared-out living room/makeshift dance floor and attempt to kneel down and dance with her.
>This isn’t working, and worse, you look like a jackass.
>You don’t want to let her down.
Here. Put you arms up here on my shoulders, that’s how people in my world dance.
>Twilight obliges you after some awkward struggling that result in a few snorty laughs.
>Everyone stares at you two. But you don’t care.
>”Oh Anon…this looks so silly. But I like it. I like being here…with you. “
>She rests her head on you, “I just feel so…at peace with you…”
>You look over Twilights shoulder and see Lyra drunkenly grabbing at her friend to look over at how you two are dancing.
>”…that could be ME over there, Bon Bon!”
>You focus on Twilights eyes as she takes her head off your chest.
Twilight, I…
>Don’t back down now.
>You are so close. Seal the deal.
I was wondering if…
>You peak at Lyra again. Here and Bon Bon are passionately kissing. I guess they are together…in that way.
What I mean to say is, will you-
>The song abruptly ends in a swarm of electronic wubbing.
>The sound is immense!
>”YES ANON…WHAT DID YOU SAY?”
N-NOTHING…FORGET IT.
>Twilight returns to her usual quadrupedal state beside you.
Come on, let’s have another drink.
>At the bar you meet up with Birthdayshy as you fetch you and Twilight an appletini
>”…t-that was really something, what you and Twilight were doing. Everyone was staring and saying how romantic it was.”
>You look into Fluttershy’s eyes. She’s looking away, but you see the tears welling up in the cusp of them.
>You feel the guilt drape over you like a wet blanket.
>This is Fluttershy’s birthday. You single-handidly stole the show from her. You fucking jerk.
>You feel awful.
Look…Fluttershy…I apologize for that. It’s not the reaction I wanted. I didn’t know it was your birthday, and if I did, I would have gotten you something. I feel really bad for that an-
>Fluttershy interrupts, “I-it’s okay Anonymous…I know you and Twilight are together now…I saw you two talking. I won’t b-bother you anymore…”
Well actually, I didn’t ask her yet.
>You expect her to perk back up, but she doesn’t.
>Fluttershy slowly looks at you, “T-that’s okay, Anonymous. Don’t feel bad. I understand that you like her instead of me. Don’t feel bad just because it’s my birthday…”
>Maybe Fluttershy is learning and you can put this all behind you and finally be happy with Twilight.
Are you sure?
>She reaches behind her and produces three appletinis.
>”Y-yes, absolutely An-Anonymous. How about w-we drink on it?”
>Never turn down an offer like that.
Sure Fluttershy, Id like that. Thank you so much for understanding.
>She smiles sadly at you. The two of you clink glasses and down your drinks.
>Man that’s strong!
>You kneel down to eye level with Fluttershy
Thank you for that…neighbor.
>You embrace her.
Happy Birthday, Fluttershy.
>Fluttershy is overjoyed, “Y-you too, Anonymous.”
>You look into her eyes as a slow darkness washes over you
W-what happened…?
>WHERE ARE YOU?
>WHAT THE FUCK?
>EVERYTHING IS BLACK!
>WHAT THE FUCK IS ON TOP OF M- oh…it’s a blanket.
>You peer around the empty room. The moon glow is powerful through the window.
>You can hear the party continuing below you, leaving you to assume you’re in Twilights bedroom.
>You head is pounding.
>Suddenly, the window creaks open…and a figure flutters inside and onto the bed.
>Fluttershy.
>”H-hello Anonymous…are you f-feeling better? Y-you had too much to drink, so I brought you up here to rest…”
I…I what?I only had two…
>You are in a daze.
>”W-well that was enough…”
Twilight; where is Twilight?
>”Sh-she’s downstairs…giving us some privacy…”
>Privacy?
>Your senses seem like they are being magnified by 1,000…your eyes are hypersensitive and your brain feels like it’s trying to ram its way out of your skull.
What a-are you talking about…?
>”Well you didn’t get me anything for my birthday…so I just thought...”
>It hits you.
Fluttershy! Did you…drug me?
>”W-well…only so I could have my fun. You made me l-look like a fool in front of everyone. I know the truth now, Anonymous.”
The…what truth?
>Fluttershy straddles you, pinning down both of your arms with brute force. You wince in agony, which loosens her push on you.
>”T-that you didn’t ask Twilight out because…well…you want to go out with me, and be MY boyfriend.”
>This news stuns you more than you already are. You have no words for Fluttershy.
>She decides to lean in for a kiss anyways.
>You recoil your head to either side as she moves in to plant her lips against yours
Fl-fluttershy…STOP!
>”C-come to me, Anonymous. I’m ready for your body…”
>You need salvation. Anything as she inches closer.
>You hear hoofsteps up the stairs, and to the door.
>”Anon? Are you okay in there? I’m coming in.”
>It’s Twilight.