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- >You always loved being with the shy yellow pegasus
- >Brushing her mane
- >Talking about animals. Rather, you preferred talking about nature.
- >Everything was so interlinked.
- >The whole ecosystem never wastes anything, always finds a niche.
- >Fluttershy also made sure that you stayed on top of the food chain the many times you went out to gather some weed. Like today.
- >Why can't there be a weed pony like your own OC, Hash Browns, you thought, dressing your wound from your recent liger encounter.
- >Fluttershy hovers next to you. "Anon, I want to know. If it's ok with you... If you can't, I completely understand, it's just that..."
- >She looks at you. You tussle her mane, putting her at ease.
- >".. I have to go and help Rainbow Dash set up an obstacle course. It won't take that long. Promise."
- Sure Flutters. Least I could do.
- >Before she leaves, she tells you to grab food from the regular fridge
- >"Whatever you do though, anon. Don't grab anything from the freezer. It's not time for those animals to eat yet."
- >You were spacing out for a bit.
- >"Anon!"
- Wha. Oh. Yeah. Stay out of the meat freezer. Got it.
- >Angel looked at you with one eye cocked.
- Fluttershy, can't you take Angel with you?
- >"I'm afraid not, Anon. Um, not unless I attach some balloons to him, so I can keep an eye on him."
- I'll get the helium.
- >Fluttershy then put on her best Austrian accent.
- >"Anonymous, that's the joke."
- >You see some of your humor rubbed off on her. Too bad she still doesn't know how to use it.
- >Regardless, a huge fuckin' grin emerged from your face.
- >"I'll be back before you know it, anon."
- >After Fluttershy has left, you do all the necessary chores that keep the animals from well, acting like animals
- >Using up all your food energy, you seek to replenish.
- >Fluttershy's fridge is filled with beans, lettuce, celery, tomatoes.
- Great. Rabbit food.
- >Angel stuck out his tongue.
- You always show up at the worst times, don't you?
- >Ignoring the thought of rabbit stew, you swing open the cupboards.
- And there's not even enough pasta to make some spaghetti.
- >Idea!
- >You decide to ignore Fluttershy's advice, and start rummaging through the freezer.
- Meat!
- >Honest to god meat! Fish, chicken, vension, all sorts of small game here.
- >Covered up by frozen mice, snake, worms.
- >Yeah, all the good stuff was in the back.
- >You start digging through the stock, when you notice the bottom was part way collapsed.
- >Cold, wooden shards were jutting out from the hole. A turkey leg had fallen all the way through the hole.
- >Everything inside of your gut told you to walk away now.
- >Still, you take out enough frozen items until you can lift the wooden base.
- >Revealing a cold and dark interior.
- >Flicking open the light switch below the hollow bottom, it reveals a set of stairs going down.
- >Partly from curiosity, and partly from wanting some gobble gobble, you descend.
- >The very first thing you see when entering the room is a comfy sofa with a huge projector
- >The left side contained a mohagany work desk where a lone reel of film laid. The editing equipment was bolted down. The foot space of the desk had a cushoned stool with a butterfly logo stitched repeatedly on its side.
- >The right side had a white doctor's bed, filled with surgical implements kept clean with no sign of blood. There was dust on the inside of the shelves though.
- >Only a few posters were hanging from the side.
- >They would be a brief respite from the white walls of the romm if they weren't surgical diagrams of pony anatomy.
- >A filing cabinet was tucked away in the far-left corner.
- >The whole scene makes you shiver, not just from the cold.
- >Your breath tries to escape in small clouds but disappates in mist.
- >Angel stares at you disapprovingly.
- Shit
- >You quickly bolt up the ladder, holding the soft lapin in one hand.
- >The other hand stings from repeatedly gripping the cold steel.
- >After bribing Angel with some lettuce from the fridge, you think about your next step.
- >You could go to Twilight and...
- >No, she wouldn't believe you
- >What if you ran away forever?
- >No, You're not that much of a pussy.
- >I mean, it's fucking Fluttershy.
- >What is she going to do, talk to you calmly?
- >Even if she does get mad, it's not like you haven't overpowered her before.
- >Finally, you decide to discreetly gather evidence.
- >Lifting up the plywood, and placing as best as you can the remainder of the meat,
- >you close the door, and slide down the plywood.
- >She won't look in the fridge.
- >Worst comes to worst, you thought. She'll think I took a snack.
- >You continue browsing the items in the room.
- >Starting first with the film reel. The title on the side cover reading
- "Happy Memories"
- >You try to avoid touching anything unnecessary as you open the cabinet above the desk.
- >It holds the standard film stuff as far as you know.
- >Scissors, some blank film and reels, splicing tape in a plastic baggie.
- >As well as larger film editing equipment like a film viewer.
- >There was also a camera as well, old and worn out.
- >You close the doors and walk towards the right side of the room.
- >You sweat despite the cold, looking at the sterile equipment in the shelves beside you.
- >Wondering if any doctor in their right mind would leave stuff like this out in the open.
- >It was just basic surgery stuff
- >A wide variety of scissors, scapels, tweezers.
- >A first aid kit with stickers of butterflies was on a shelf to the side.
- >Some test tubes lay on the shelves, along with testing strips, and a medical monitor was bolted next to the shelves as well.
- >A little bit of everything.
- >There were books too. Books on pony anatomy, on pony infection, film, photography, animal care, animal psychology...
- Human psychology?
- >You file away that book's location for now.
- >Taking a quick look, you notice the ceiling, also bleach white.
- >It feels like it's going to burn out your eyeballs.
- >You discover a handle that you can easily reach, and test it.
- >Seems_legit.jpg
- >It was stubborn, so you gave it a YANK!
- >And out swung two bright lights at ninty degree angles
- > ,an array of surgical implements on centipede-like legs ran down lower
- > ,and a folding seat laid on the bottom near your hand
- >You intake a quick breath before calming down.
- >The whole thing sort of resembled a praying mantis.
- >Though you never got the chance to get a good look at it.
- >"Angel. Have you seen anon, I can't find him?" says a familiar voice.
- Fluttershy >anon whispers.
- >Yanking up the structure soundlessly with a click, you bolt for two places.
- >Flick off the switch
- >Runnning for the sofa in the dark.
- >Settling for hiding behind the footrest, you stifle your breath as much as you can.
- >You shiver, not daring to take even a single look.
- >Sounds of the squeak of a hinge, and the crunch of frozen goods fill your ears.
- >You hear the almost silent 'flap flap' of her wings along with her bunny friend working his way down as well.
- >"No, angel. You are not to come down here."
- >Angel gives a pleading squeak.
- >"Climb up those stairs right now, mister."
- >You hear the clang of claws against steel slowly moving upwards.
- >Fluttershy sighs and takes a quick look around. "Looks like nop0ny was here. Good."
- >She heads straight for the right side of the room
- >You hear the shaking of pills.
- >How do those ponies deal with screw off caps anyways, you thought to yourself.
- >The sound of swallowing follows.
- >"If anon isn't here, then where is he?" says Fluttershy. Her tone was that of concern as always. "Maybe he got scared, or maybe?"
- >Hearing a flapping sound approach closer and closer,
- >you freeze against the footrest.
- >That deathly quiet sound swooped away. "Nope. Not here. I'll have to look outside."
- >Tense muscles relaxed at the sound of wings swooping up and a light switch.
- >"I hope he's ok." she says.
- >The door closes shut.
- >You rise from the cushoned barrier.
- >Quickly, you flick the lightswitch again, looking up to see the plywood still there.
- >The investigation continues.
- >Checking the closed pill container, you see that it the label says
- Tri Buffered Heavy Duty Asprin
- >Thinking to yourself, Fuck, guess she's got it tough
- >Wait, why are you sympathizing with her?
- >Heading off to the file cabinet, you start leafing through folders
- >Taxes, taxes, bills.
- >Three colored folders then catch your eye.
- >The labels say:
- >Posey
- >Sky Skimmer
- >Fluttershy (Me!)
- >God, even her headings are kawaii.
- >You leaf through the first one. Posey.
- >Rummaging through the folder, you see medical reports, notes on behaviour
- >It's quite detailed. You're impressed.
- >The second then.
- >The second one.
- >Essays of behaviour and anatomy, photographs of Sky Skimmer with her frineds.
- >Detailed photos of her from all angles.
- >Wat?
- >Pictures of the earth pony in the morgue.
- >Her pale face and lopsided tongue. Her lifeless body, and notes in red marker taken.
- >You tasted iron.
- >Let's continue, you think to yourself.
- >The third folder. Maybe this will contain the key.
- >Going through Fluttershy's folder, you notice a completely different pony. Her coat is pale pink. Her mane was was that of equal parts pink, yellow, and purple. Even her eyes were purple. Nothing like the other two.
- >The other two looked just like Fluttershy. Your Fluttershy.
- >In the few pictures with the pink pony, you see a familiar looking camera hanging from a strap.
- >Your gut starts to sink.
- >More pictures of anatomy. This time far more detailed.
- >X-Rays, health reports, comprising of a full on medical record.
- >Pictures of wing sizes from different animals.
- >You thumbed up to the picture of an unknown pegasi.
- >Then you saw the blueprints. You note the ones filled with runes, stating flexible lenses, synapses, and humor.
- This isn't funny.
- >More medical records, all of them stamped with the words "DECEASED"
- >All of them pegasi.
- >There was noting left except for one lonely film reel.
- >Your stomach rumbles.
- Just one more moment.
- >You read the title on the case lid
- "Friendship is Magic"
- >Putting the reel onto the projector and hauling down the canvas,
- >you sit down on the sofa, and watch.
- >Fast forwarding through the parts you knew
- >But what was strange was that parts of the reel looked like it was sketched from a storyboard
- >It happened during the scenes with the choir of birds.
- >Various random times during the exposition and the cliff scene.
- >When it happened during the Manticore scene, you realized.
- >You realized that two hooves curved around your arms, pinning them to the sofa.
- >"That was my favorite part." said Fluttershy, whispering in your ear.
- >Her pink mane fell down across your chest.
- >The gentle, yet fast 'flap flap' of her wings behind you mirrored that of your heart.
- >The tips of her forehooves curved to held your arms in a full nelson.
- >Her hooked grip was tight. Like iron.
- >Your eyes look for escape, but were trapped with hers.
- >Staring, you can see a pattern dancing in her pupils.
- >Her lips synched with her film counterpart as she caught you with her eyes.
- >"Now this might hurt for just a second."
- ***
- >She lied.
- >You felt nothing at all. No pain. Just white all around.
- >You realize the hidden instrument's purpose in curving inwards.
- >Ponies from past lives being analysed.
- >All of those revelations being ripped away from your gut, tore apart from your memory
- >Like so much film.
- >Her hooves curved away from you, dragging the pieces away.
- >So cold.
- >She lied.
- >The truth being ripped apart and thrown away was more pain than you can bear
- >Being immobile as she stamped her hooves on your body.
- >Telling you that she's a survivor, that all those ponies didn't need their bodies anymore.
- >Fluttershy never wasted anything.
- >Your film will be blanched, used to create more memories, more lies.
- >Breaking up the links in your memory, interconnecting the pieces together.
- >She stared at you with those blue eyes. So innocent. So new.
- >Taking more asprin for herself, Fluttershy then completed her task.
- >The cold whiteness envelops you as you forget
- >She lied.
- ***
- >It's another sunny day in Ponyville.
- >Fluttershy has a huge smile on her face. "Hi, anon."
- >You smile back.
- So, are we ready for the picnic?
- >Yes, I decided to make you your favorite.
- >Your mouth was watering as the yellow pony fishes out a huge turkey sandwich.
- >You were so hungry.
- Thanks, Flutters!
- Sometimes living with vegetarians can be a real pain. I'm glad you understand though.
- >"That's ok, anon. It'll just be our little secret."
- >You chomp down on that sandwich, eating every last bite.
- This is the best birthday, ever!
- >"I know. It's because we're friends, right?"
- >You flex your muscles, putting on your best Austrian accent
- Friendship is Magic!
- >"Friendship is Magic indeed." Fluttershy smiled.
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