[FlutterRape] Fresh Look on Life

(Disclaimer: This isn't to mock anyones beliefs or religious views, this was just made for fun and enjoyment purposes.)

>You're at the top of Town Hall.
>Overlooking the pedestrians at the bottom.
>The majority of them are mares and they are yelling in shock.
>The sound of the windows being pounded is filling what's left of the atmosphere.
>Earlier you used super glue on the windows to shut them.
>Why?
>It's all fucking obvious.
>You're ending this.
>These last few months on this multicolored hell has gone on long enough.
>Every mare begging for some action, every stallion hating you for your seemingly extraterrestrial sex drive.
>This is just some fine fresh bullshit on this world.
>You didn't have a gun and any sharp knife was just slow and painful.
>This was the best that you could think of.
>It might cause a show, but at least this will get the job done.
>They'll probably question why you're doing this, so you wrote a 'Goodbye' note in your house.
>You know that they'll get it, and hopefully, they will know that it's all of that fucking yellow Pegasus' fault.
>Going through your trash, putting Rohyphenol in anything that you'll consume, and worst of all, the constant fetish guessing.
>Every fucking morning, the soft knocks, the obscured guesses, trying to get your fucking 'hot monkey dick.'
>It sickens you.
>All of them make you sick.
>Even your closest friends had some fair share in doing the same thing.
>You can't even find a suitable job that doesn't require you to nail the boss.
>But damn, if only they were all human, then this would be Heaven.
>Instead, it's pure Hell.
>"Where's Rainbow Dash or any other Pegasi?!" Rarity says, demanding for their appearance.
>"They're all recreating the hurricane!" Twilight shouts out.
>You've been up here for 10 straight minutes now, looking down at the rest of the mane five.
>Thank fuck that you picked the right day for the annual Hurricane shit.
>All the Pegasi are off going to do something retarded.
>Almost all of them.
>There's that one dense, pasty yellow Pegasus down there.
>Perfect.
>This will give her the fucking message.
>"Fluttershy! Go up there and try to stop him!" Twilight asks to get her attention.
>You can see her face.
>She's just stunned and had been staring at you for the entire time.
>Even when you left your house, she just followed you, asking if mesothelioma was your fetish.
>You just said 'no' and walked past her before she did anything to you, and made way to where you are now.
>"Fluttershy? Fluttershy!?"
>"Forget it Twi, she ain't budgin'!" Shouts out Applejack.
>"Quick! Someone get some rope! We can make a net and catch him!" Rarity pleads in denial.
>"We can't! I'ah used the last of the town's supply to fix mah barn!"
>You can see Rarity sighing, even if it's not that loud.
>"Maybe you and Rarity can use your magic, Twilight! Once he's down, I can get a party to celebrate a job well done!" Pinkie tries in an attempt to put some joy at this hour.
>"We can't! Remember that he's from a different world? So that means his being isn't controlled to our magic. Not even the clothes that he's wearing can be effected that much!"
>You can see that Pinkie just lost hope, just with her head and ears down.
>"Let's try to get a mattress or something to soften his fall, quick!" Twilight tries to instruct everyone.
>"Well, it certainly won't be mine!" Rarity tries to protest.
>"I don't care on who it is, just get one!"
>Applejack, Pinkie Pie and a few other civilians run off in different directions.
>Leaving Twilight, Rarity, and Fluttershy.
>Along with a few bystanders, but you can care less who is down there.
>Watch that many of the onlookers talking to each other.
>You look back to Twilight and see her trying to get Fluttershy's attention, but nothing.
>Rarity walks closer to them and smacks Fluttershy on the back of the head.
>"Ow." You can see Fluttershy whisper.
>"Go up there and try to reason with him!" Twilight says.
>"Wh-why me?" You can see Flutters saying.
>"Well, clearly YOU have spent time with him, and YOU are the closest to him, so go up there and try to reason with him!" Rarity clears up.
>"O-ok."
>Oh great, here comes the rescue team.
>She slowly ascends from the ground and when she finally gets up to your height, she hovers the opposing side from you.
>"Um... Hi."
"Fuck. Off."
>"N-not without you, honey~"
>You give her not one, but two birds.
>"Why are you like this, sweetie?"
>Oh, this bitch and her lack of intelligence.
"OK then. First, I get called off by everyone for having "Godly powers," only because I can fit my whole dick inside a mare. Another thing is that I can last for half an hour in bed!"
>See Fluttershy daydreaming and starting to blush.
>Look down to see a small river flowing from her sensitive region.
"Wake up!"
>"Huh? Wha?"
"You were imaging it, were you?"
>"W-well, I couldn't help it! I just want to feel your-"
"Don't. Fucking. Say it."
>She shuts her mouth and dots her eyes.
>Look back down to see that her legs are crossing over her T's.
"And another thing, the reason on why I'm doing this, is mainly on YOU!"
>"M-me?!"
"'M-me?!' Of course it's all you! Trying to get me to sleep, breaking into my house, stealing all of my boxers, rolling around in my trash can!"
>Your stalker backs away from your heated ranting.
>"And the guessing. Every morning with something fucked up! When will you learn that I DON'T LIKE YOU!"
>She starts to whimper softly.
>"Understand this, I will not like you, I will not marry you, and I most certainly, WON'T FUCK YOU!"
>Fluttershy starts to tear up.
"And tell that to everyone about that, because that's the truth."
>She starts to wipe away the tears on her face.
>"C-could you tell me one thing?"
"What is it?"
>"What is your fetish?"
>That's fucking it.
"Why you little-!"
>You try to reach out to strangle her, but you just wobble and fall off the edge of the roof.
>"Anon!" She yells out.
>Flutters trys to reach down to grab your hands.
>She misses and just watches you plummet to the ground below.
>Hear multiple females gasp and some guys join along.
>"Where's the damn mattresses?!" Twilight cries out.
>You just fall back and watch a shocked Fluttershy hovering in he air.
>"Don't worry we-"
>Feel an instant stop, and everything shuts dark.

>You start to wake up and see a gray sky.
>God, you feel like shit.
>As in, every point in your body is screaming in pain.
>You shout out in agony from the damn nerves bitching out.
>"Hey! I'm trying to work... Oh, you're finally awake."
>See a mare that is looking down and staring at you.
>She has a gray body, there is a horn sticking out of her hair, and the hair is a strong stiff white tone, but is very well-maintained.
>There is a notepad hovering right beside her and it's in a cloud of magic.
"What the fuck happened? Wait, I thought I fell down from a tall building."
>"Oh, right, that. Yeah, you did."
"And?"
>"Well, what do YOU think?"
"Hold on. I'm... dead?"
>"Uh-huh."
"And I'm a spirit?"
>"Yup."
"Am I in Hell?"
>"What is this? 20 questions?"
"Just answer the question."
>She sighs.
>"No, you're still in Ponyville."
"Wait, why am I still here?"
>"You've been out for three whole days."
"Three days!?"
>The unicorn starts to look irritated.
>"Here we go with the questions. Listen, I'm busy and need to finish some work, so just get up and I'll fill you in on the details."
"Yeah, sure."
>What was weird is when you started to get up, you saw some kind of chalk outline matching your body.
>But you ignored it and just were taken over with sheer pain, still sore from the damn fall.
>Once you're up, see that she sports out a nice tuxedo.
>But you know that your tuxedo is still better than hers.
>"Come, this way."
>You follow her and start to walk away from the scene.

>The both of you are starting to walk past Sugar Cube Corner.
"Could you take me back, so we can see what happened during the two days?"
>"What do I look like, the time mare?"
"...She's real?"
>"Well of course. There are others, but it's best not to say about them."
"Okay then... So, what do you do?"
>"I'm mainly the messenger and tell ponies that they're dead and send them to Heaven."
"Isn't there a Hell?"
>"Why yes, but no surprise that it's pretty much empty."
"What does it take to get in there?"
>"Hmm... I can't really recall the last time that I sent someone there."
"Well, what about me?"
>"Ah, right."
>She stops and turns around to face you.
>Her pen clicks.
>"Seems like you're going to be the recent member, because that's where you're going."
"Wait what?! Why!?"
>"Suicide, of course. And to add on is..."
>She scrolls through a few pages on her notepad.
>"Oh dear, you really do have a history."
"Just get to it."
>"For starters, you burned down someone's house."
>You can clearly remember that day.
>Fluttershy repainted your house with her shit for whatever reason, so you remodeled hers.
"Hey, that bitch was asking for it."
>"Right... there's the time that you skinned an animal alive."
"I was hungry, and I thought that they were dead! I didn't know what they were just unconscious."
>"And finally, not fulfilling a life by marrying a mare."
"Like fucking Hell that would have ever happened."
>The notepad closes and slowly turns into a hole.
>"And if it DID happen, it might have saved you from this fate. Now get in."
>You get on your knees and plead like a little bitch.
"Please! Don't send me in there!"
>"Oh wow, I can actually remember the last victim pleading those exact same words!"
>She breaks out laughing and rolling.
>You stand there confused and thinking how messed up she is.
>"Oh, oh no! That was good. I'll keep you for a little while."
>She clops her hooves together twice.
>The portal then shrinks down and turns back into a notepad.
>She captures it in her right hoof.
>"Be happy that I get lonely while doing this."
"Why? Clients don't happen often?"
>"Nope. Not really much, since they all have happy, long fulfilled lives. Seems like something that you're clearly missing out on."
"Yeah, no shit."
>"Patience, soon enough, you might be lucky enough to be sent to Heaven."
"Really?!"
>"Nah. You're beyond sent to Hell."
>Her notepad starts to glow.
>"Speaking of which, we need to attend a dying patient right now."
>She flips it open to show an arrow indicating a specific direction.
>"Come, we better hurry to see their last moments."
>Wanting to see a living pony die?!
>How fucked up is this mare?
>"I sure hope it's Granny Smith, because she's past her expiration date." She jokingly says.
>Damn, she's very messed up.
"Really?"
>"I actually meant it, and I'll tell ya, she really cheated me multiple times."
"How?"
>"Maybe another time. Right now, we need to get on a client at the moment."
>As she starts to run off, you follow and just remembered something.
"Wait, what's your name?"
>She skids to a stop, and shows you her deadpan face.
>"Seriously?"
"Yeah."
>"Kid, you're really making me on regretting on this decision."
"OK, OK! Never mind."
>"Just careful on the questioning, and the name's Death."
"That's it?"
>"..."
"Shutting up."

>The both of you are running out of town and down the dirt road that leads to your house and...
>You pray that it's a lost traveler in the Everfree Forest is getting mauled by a bear.
>But as the both of you head on the other trail, you start to have a sinking feeling.
>Once the both of you made it to... 'her' house, you start to worry about who is today's client.
>She opens the door to the tree and enters it.
>"Aww shoot, it isn't her."
"Then who is it?"
>You slowly walk in and look at the horrible sight.
>See a passed out Fluttershy with a syringe in her hooves
"Aww fucking fuck no!"
>"What? We missed it?"
>Again, this bitch is fucked up.
"No, I know her."
>"Really now? Let's get her up, shall we?"
"Don't you do it!"
>She shakes her notepad.
"Never mind..."
>She walks over and grabs her hoof.
>"Come on, get up."
>She pulls on it, taking the soul of Fluttershy.
>Flutters starts to wobble and wipe her eye.
>"Wh... what's going on? Why are you" Fluttershy sleeplessly says.
>The first thing that she sees is you.
>"Wha- how... did I actually go to Heaven?"
>"Not even close, you're-"
"Dead..."
>"There goes my line."
"You fucking died!?"
>Flutters covers her face with hooves.
"Why?!"
>"Because for you!"
>Hear her softly cry.
"Like fuck it was me."
>"Actually, reading her bio here, it actually was caused from you."
>She uses her magic to move the note pad and flies to hover in front of your face.
>You read out what the description says.
"After she went into deep depression and fully convinced herself that the death of her most desired love was all her fault, she inserted a syringe filled with air into her arm and afterwards, caused her to head into shock that eventually lead to death  half a minute later."
>The notepad flies away, and hovers back to its master.
>See Fluttershy using her own mane as a tissue.
"Now how does THIS get everything instantly?!"
>"Yeah, things are complicated here. We can only read off on who is dead, not look though the living. That's like reading a book that's incomplete."
>That's so stupid, it even makes sense to you.
"OK, why did you die 'for me'?
>Flutters tries to clean her nose out.
>"W-well, it all began with you dying..."


>Three days ago.
>You are Fluttershy back at Town Hall.
>Right now, you're looking down at your soul mate's limp body from ten levels high.
>Your hoof is still reaching out, still expecting Anon to grab it.
>It's only met with the wind brushing along your fur.
>The mares start to cry, vomit, or gather around of what was your future husband.
>You hope that he's still living.
>He's just resting, he's had a hard morning.

>It's the next day.
>Now you're indoors, looking over a black coffin containing your lover.
>Everyone here is mourning for what he was.
>Names like Sex God, Emperor Mareinizer, or Orgasm City.
>There's a line of them gathering right behind you.
>Even the princesses are here, off at the side morning in silence.
>You're in front of the line, starring at what you hope is just a resting Anon.
>He's fine, you know he's fine.
>He just needs some rest.
>A fall like that could be fixed with some sleep.
>Although that's what you want to believe in.

>It's the day after the funeral.
>You're crying, while holding the last piece of what was written by Anon.
>It's a detailed testament from what Anon left out on his desk.
>Most of it is just him complaining that his life has been wasted here.
>What sets it even worse, is that the cause of his act was because of you.
>Arriving at his door every morning, constantly guessing what gets him on no matter how ridiculous on how they were.
>You tried on getting him to like you.
>To love you.
>Now it's all gone.

>It's the third day.
>You haven't slept all night, or even fed the animals for over a day now.
>All that you've been doing ever since yesterday was locking your door, and rethinking about your life.
>You've been blanklessly staring at Anon's last words written on paper.
>They still hold a piece your heart, knowing this was your fault.
>You keep on telling yourself that you just wanted to make him feel better, try to show him your love.
>If only you could have told him that before...
>You would try to cry, but your tear ducts are dried out from the constant crying from last night.
>There's not really much that you wanted to think about, only to question on who else you might have annoyed.
>Maybe a few of your friends, some townsfolk, possibly your own little animal friends.
>They all could be lying, and try to appreciate on what you try to do.
>There's... not much to live for.
>If this was true, they would still hide it from you.
>They know you're insecure, weak, soft.
>You're sure that they think that you can't handle the truth.
>Forget them, even everyone.
>There's nothing to live for.
>Not even for anyone right now.
>You grab out an empty syringe from one of your many Vet Kits.
>Draw back the plunger with your teeth, letting the barrel fill with air.
"Just do it girl... no one will miss you."
>You whisper under your breath.
>Your hooves shake, while you try to hold it in your right hoof.
>Start to get the bevel scraping your arm.
>Just do it!
>You close your eyes and force it in.
>It hurts for a bit, but you know that it's almost over.
>Slowly move your hoof up and push down the plunger.
>Open your eyes to see what you have done.
>It's done...
>You take out the syringe from your arm, and wait for a few seconds.
>Something starts to actually take your breath away.
>It's hard to breathe while your heart is pumping in new speeds.
>You struggle around in your couch, trying to catch some air.
>During your suffocation, you roll off the couch and tremble on the floor.
>Everything seems to get brighter, just as the shaking starts to get weaker.
>As soon that it's pure white, you loose consciousness.


>"And that's all I can remember." Fluttershy says.
>You're Anon.
>The feeling of pure rage from a million assholes has left you.
>Not really guilt or pride after hearing that story filled you.
>Maybe some slight regret, but that's all.
>"That's nice, time for you to head at your new home."
>The portal to Hell reopens from her notepad.
>"W-wait! I-I can't!"
>"You really should have thought that before you even took that syringe."
"Just leave her!"
>"Oh, I knew that you did care for me!"
"Oh shut up before I throw you in myself!"
>"Wait, wait. Hold up."
>Death steps in front of the portal.
>"Are you telling me, that she is the scourge of your life?"
"Ever since the day I arrived here."
>She points a hoof to Fluttershy.
>"Her."
"Yes!"
>"And, she is a living torture for you?"
"Fucking yes! Just throw her in now!"
>Fluttershy droops her head down.
>"Now, now. I think I have a solution to this."
>She clops her hoofs together, causing the rift to close.
"Wait, why did you close it?"
>She takes her notepad and puts it into her shirt.
>"Isn't it clear? She stays with us."
"WHAT?!"
>"Really?!" Fluttershy says with some energy, while raising her head.
>"Hearing your cause and, rather interesting relationship, I just would rather keep the both of you for quite a long time."
"But she is hell to me! She was the reason on why this place was hell in the first place!"
>"Exactly. You serve your time, and I get to be a living audience to drown out the boredom of my job. Ain't this grand?"
"NO!"
>'Yes!"
"What? Why the fuck is this good for you?!"
>Fluttershy flies up and floats in front of you.
>"Because I have a chance to win your heart! Now, not even death could stop our love!"
>Death gives out a huff of disapproval.
>"Oh, no offense."
>"Sure, let's keep on moving, I might need to be somewhere soon."
>Death starts to walk through the door.
>"And you guys are coming."
>Then she fully goes through it, leaving you and Fluttershy.
>"I'm so sorry that... for what I did when we were alive. But, I KNOW that, I can be better for you! I just know that we can actually work out!"
>The urge to strangle her is very strong.
>But if you did, where would she end up? Alive?
>Start chewing on your tongue.
"Well, at least the fetish guessing can stop."
>"Um... was guessing your fetish your fetish?"
>Stare at her, while she just gives you a warming smile.
>If that wasn't cute, you would start punching her right now.
>Walk past her and head through the door.
>"W-wait! You didn't answer it!"
>She heads through it and catches up with you, while you are running to meet up with Death.

>The three of you are sitting on a bench in the middle of Ponyville.
>You are just watching the civilians continuing their daily lives, while Death writes it all down in her notepad.
>Roseluck is selling some roses from a stand, Lyra and Bon Bon talking on the opposing bench.
>It's a little boring, especially that you've been here for a few hours now.
>"I-I'm sorry to sound rude but, is this all you do?" Fluttershy stutters out.
>"Yup, just sit around on this bench, waiting for someone to expire."
>Watch as Roseluck sells a rose to a customer.
"Damn, this is like a boring documentary."
>"Welcome to my world." Death scoffs out.
"What's weird is that I've never seen this bench here."
>"Oh, it's been here. It was demolished, but I did pull some strings to keep its being to stay here."
>"I remember this bench. This was here, but was torn down a few years back."
"How is this even possible? I mean, it being available to us, but not to everyone else?"
>"Yeah, that's too complicated and just pure boredom. The answer is disappointing to say the least."
"May as well do it, since we have the rest of eternity here."
>"I'd rather not."
>Seems like she's not going to budge on that, may as well think of something else.
>Something that shouldn't be you or Fluttershy related.
"So, how old are you."
>Hear the pen click.
>See that it slides in the spring of the notepad.
>"Son, how old do you think I am?"
"I dunno. You look like 24."
>"Try over a thousand years."
>"What!?" You and Fluttershy shout out.
>"Yup, I'm so old, that I lost track."
"But, you look so young!"
>"Aging is incredibly slow in this world."
"Huh... so, when did you die?"
>She turns her head, looking a little irritated.
>"You're trying to learn about me to pass the time, aren't you?"
"Well, yeah. What's wrong with that?"
>"There's not much about me. Really, there's not. I just kept you guys for company, not to learn about me."
"Well, you're learning about us, and enjoying my nightmare. So you may as well tell me a bit about yourself."
>She rests her notepad into her hoofs and looks at it.
>"I was a young filly, many years ago. I had a normal life like everyone else. A family, friends, home and a normal life. I grew up and became a reporter for the local news. Everything was fine... until something washed away everything."
>See that the notepad is starting to get crushed.
>"A war broke out. Between the Celestia's Royal Guards and Nightmare Moon's Army, the land then became a complete battlefield. Each city was attacked and was either demolished, or turned to rubble."
>The notepad starts to get compact under her hooves.
>"I wanted to report the remains of the city, only to find out that..."
>Watch as her hooves start to get a drop or two land on them.
>"After my encounter with Nightmare Moon's soldiers, I was greeted by a stallion, standing beside me. He wanted to send me away, but since there was multiple deaths going around Equestria, there was a need for some... Guiders. After seeing my history, he negotiated that I could carry on a legacy."
>See that her hooves start to relax.
>"He instructed me the basics, and then we parted ways. It was the first and only time that I've met him."
>One more drop lands on her notepad.
>"All that I was left of anything, was this notepad that he handed to me... it was my notepad that I died with."
>Now you regret hearing that tragic tale.
>"That... that's so sad." Fluttershy gloomily says.
"I'm sorry that I asked."
>"Don't be. I actually feel better telling it to someone else."
>There was a moment of silence, until it was broken by a commotion close by.
>Look over to see Rarity running with Applejack.
>They both head down and try to look for the rest of their friends in the crowd of ponies.
>"What's going on?" Fluttershy says.
>"I don't know, possibly they found out about Dash's stash." Death speaks up.
"Stash about what?"
>"Nothing."
>See that Rarity and AJ pick out Pinkie Pie with Twilight, and start running.
"Should we follow?"
>"You guys can go, I'll stay here." Death says while getting out her pen again.
>"I'll go with you. Anon." Fluttershy speaks up and puts her hoof on your hand.
"Fine, just don't try anything."
>"Oh, I don't know on what you mean?"
>She gives back that innocent smile.
>This bitch...
"Fine whatever."

>You follow the group, to end up at Fluttershy's cottage.
>See that Applejack and Rainbow Dash finally break down the door.
>As it breaks open, they all gasp at the scene.
>Rarity and Pinkie Pie covers their eyes, while Twilight, Dash, and AJ leave their mouths agape.
>"S-she's still fine. She's still fine, right Twilight?" Dash shouts at her friend.
>Twilight walks in, looking at the surroundings.
>She looks at the torn amateur pictures of you.
>There is even a bag, containing a rotten sandwich.
>She cringes and approaches Fluttershy's body.
>Twilight rests a hoof on the neck of Flutters body.
>She then stands back up, and heads out of the cottage.
>"So? Tell us that she's alright." Rainbow desperately asks Twilight.
>Twilight just keeps a deadpan face, only to release a tear while facing Rainbow.
>She shakes her head, causing Dash to snap.
>"No. No, no NO!"
>She runs in, shaking Fluttershy's remains.
>"Wake up! Come on! Wake up!"
>"Dash, just stop!" Applejack yells out.
>"She's alight. She's just sleeping. We can get her back, right?"
>"There's no point in it! We didn't help her when we should have known." Applejack tries to get Dash to understand.
>Rainbow drops the body and cries onto AJ.
>"There, there... Let it all out."
>The rest of the group walks in and get a group hug.
>They all cry, commemorating their dead friend.
>"Do... they really miss me?" Fluttershy says.
>Look over to Fluttershy, and see her watch in amazement.
"Yeah, they do. Even I would have done the same."
>"Really?!" She says with hope.
"No, not now."
>She puffs a little.
>"Sorry it took me a while, I got bored and... seems like your friends really do miss you."
>Turn around to see Death was speaking.
>"Yeah... I didn't know..."
>"What ponies don't know, is that there is always someone that mourns them. It only takes them this to realize that."
>She watches the group of your friends continuing crying.
>"I used her for so many things, that I never got the chance to thank for." Rarity speaks.
>"I scare her every now and then, and I didn't apologize her for it." Pinkie confesses.
>"She always took care of my pet, and didn't even wanted any payment." Twilight reveals.
>"Same with Winona. I just tried givin' her my bits, but she still didn't wanted 'em." Applejack joins.
>"I always had her as my closest friend, but... I never got the chance to appreciate her for that." Rainbow finally admits.
>They continue sobbing.
>"Come on, this is too much for me." Death says while walking away.
>You follow her, but turn around to see Flutters still at the doorway.
"You coming Fluttershy?"
>"Did you miss me?"
"Uh, what?"
>"When you left, did you ever miss me?"
>Damn... that's going to be hard to explain to her.
"It's just... your..."
>"You don't need to say it. I just needed to know that... I was just a waste for you every morning."
>She's giving you the full guilt trip treatment.
"It's not that, Flutters."
>"Then your calling that note a lie!?" She cries out.
>Fluttershy starts to cry, as she curls up and sits on the ground.
"Wait it's-"
>Hear someone whistling.
>"Come on you two! I don't want to miss out on a possible client!"
>Hear Death's voice from afar.
>Crouch down and pick up Fluttershy in your arms.
>She just moves her head over your shoulder, and keeps on bawling into your ear.

>Walk alongside with Death, while walking down the trail back to Ponyville.
>Flutters is still wailing, while she's still in your arms.
>"Will you shut her up!? She's been doing that for 3 straight minutes!"
>If only she was in your shoes...
"Come on, it's not that bad."
>She does it even harder.
>"DAMNIT MAN! DO SOMETHING!"
"STOP!"
>Fluttershy stops, but meets your eyes, with hers.
>They are starting to tear up, with her lips quivering.
"Look, I know with what I've wrote, but I didn't mean all of it."
>"You... you're just saying that to make me feel better!"
>Take in a deep breath.
"No... I'm not."
>Her lips stop to quiver, but her eyes still keep on dripping down some tears.
"Its just, I barely get to know you. That kind and nice mare that everyone in town keep on calling you. You're not the mare that everyone else sees, and someone else. I remember the day that we've first met. You took me in, gave me some comfort for a few days until... you pulled down my pants on the fourth night."
>You laugh a little, while she gives off a weak laugh.
>"I was just... curious."
"Of course you were."
>"I-I was! Honest! I just wanted to know on how it looked."
"With your mouth on my dick?"
>"I was, just curious on how it would feel."
"Right, what about when your head was bobbing up and down?"
>"I wanted to know if I was doing it right."
"Didn't feel like a first time for me."
>"I practiced on a few toys, OK? Do you know how boring it is, just inserting them into your marehood?"
"I thought you were that kind that enjoyed anal."
>"Here we go, the classic; 'Hey, she's shy, so she might be into anal,' stereotype. That's just some myth made by some random jerk, going on about 'How it's the shy ones with weird things.'"
"Then, what are you into?"
>Her pupils contract and blushes.
>"OK, that great you two. You can stop now, we're back in town."
>Look around and see that you're in front of Town Hall.
>"The bench isn't too far from here, let's go."
>She continues walking in the same direction you were going on.
"Sooo you have a fetish?"
>"Well... you tell me yours, then I'll tell you mine."
>You let go of her.
"I'll pass."
>She lands on all fours and just huffs while walking away.
>"Why can't you just tell me one fetish Anon? Just let me prove to you that I can make you happy?"
"Number one, you're a horse. Number two, that's just too easy. Number three, why would I want you to make me happy?"
>Catch up with her and try to look at her face.
>It's hidden with the hair stuck on it.
>Must've been from all of that crying.
>"OK, what's wrong with being a pony? And finally, why don't you want me to make you happy, and keep on guessing?"
>She still won't get your motto.
"Hors- I mean, ponies, aren't my thing, and who said that you should keep on guessing?"
>"Why not? You must be used to us by now. I just, thought you meant by that I should."
"Yes, as friends. You really shouldn't keep on guessing, nothing will really get me to bone you."
>She stops.
>You turn around to see her face.
>She looks determined, even with watery eyes.
>"There must be a mare you like. Even if you don't it will someday be me. I will not stop guessing until you love me. I will surely have you as my coltfriend, and we can finally live together as a happy couple."
"Not with a whore like you."
>"Now you're just trying to hurt me."
"There's still the matter of your mouth on my dick, and that stash of dildos you talked about."
>"W-well, you don't know how lonely I am! Do you know how hard it is to try and ask out a colt, before they get taken? And besides, I don't need anyone else, but you."
>"Keep dreaming, little filly. Keep dreaming."
>"Ahem!"
>Turn around to see Death, tapping a hoof on the ground.
>"Uh, h-how long where you there?"
>"Too long... now lets go." She turns back around an continues the walk.
>Turn back to see Fluttershy blushing in shame.
"Come on, at least you finally got it out of your chest."
>"I-I-I g-guess..."

>The three of you are sitting on the bench, watching the shops close up.
>Every bystander is waving, exchanging 'Goodnight' and shutting their windows.
"So, now what."
>"We wait."
"What?! But everyone's asleep, so we may as well do the same."
>Death snorts while laughing.
"What's so funny?"
>"Do you really think that? Oh, if only you knew what ghosts fully do."
"OK, brief us really quickly on what we can and can't do."
>She clicks her pen and closes her notepad.
>"Alright newbie, I'll speed you up."
>She takes in a long, dramatic breath.
>"You can walk through objects, float around, and walk though other ponies. What you CAN'T do, is control other bodies, try to grab something that's existing, sleep, eat, go to the bathroom, and go through other ghosts."
>"I kind of like that last one." Fluttershy says.
>You and Death just eye Flutters. while she just gives off that sweet smile.
>"Right. So, that's just the basics. Everything will come to experience."
"Well, I don't even want experience. I just want to go home."
>"Kid, this is your home now, so get used to it."
"There must be a way back! Maybe some kind of revival spell, or rewriting your notes?"
>"Hey! No way are you touching my notepad." She says while putting it deep in her shirt.
"OK, what about a spell?"
>"Nope. None that I can think of. One your dead, you're dead. Circle of life buddy."
>Groan.
>"You still have me, honey~"
"Remember, we still have a list of disagreements."
"W-we could start on agreeing on some things. For starters, we could start off slow by being a couple. I can wait for you to be ready for when we can do it. Even I can wait until we become into husband and wife, and we can do it every day and-"
"That's not going to happen."
>"Oh, would you just stop?" Death speaks as you do.
>Fluttershy just lowers herself and lays on the bench.
>"Listen, there's no way on getting you guys back, end of story."
"No there's a way..."
>Brush Fluttershy's mane while thinking of something.
>"Kid, I like your spunk. But there is just no way to undo what just happened. You can take all the time in the world, but it just won't give you and answer."
>Time.
>Time, time, that's it!
"I think I know how to get us back!"
>"Really!?" Both of them say in unison, but you know  Death was sarcastic.
"You said you knew about the time mare, right?"
>"I USED to know them."
"Just write them a letter, saying we need her help."
>"That's not going to happen."
"Well why the fuck not!?"
>Death twitches her eye.
>"We've.... just had complications in the past."
>Complications?
>Aww shit, even death has some drama.
"Alright, you're hiding something."
>"I'm not hiding anything." She grumbles while crossing her arms.
"Come on now, you know a lot about us, so now it's time for you to pass on some of your life."
>"Fine!" She says, while throwing her hooves in the air.
>"I... use to date her."
"Ohhh my God."
>"It was just one time! We just, knew each other, after a client of mine tried to escape from me. She helped me travel back in tome to the moment I've first met said client, and shoved them through the portal before they knew what was going on."
"But, what about the dating?"
>"Do you really want to know, or do you want to try and go back to living your crummy lives?"
>Well that shut you up.
>"That's what I've thought, but what's in it for me?"
>Shit, of course this wasn't going to be easy.
"What do you want?"
>She puts a hoof to her jaw and looks up.
>"Well, this job has gotten lonesome..."
"Oh, fuck no."
>"What?"
"There's no way am I giving you any dicking tonight."
>"WHAT!? No, eww."
>That's the first mare that ever rejected you.
>Like, ever.
>"I just want her. I don't want to know where your dick has been, you weird creature."
>"Apparently, it's been in everyone, but not in me." Fluttershy sternly says.
"Like I had a choice? Your friends freaking force me into it!"
>"Oh, so forcing it to you is your fetish, isn't it?" Flutters says while pointing at you.
"It's not!"
>"Well why else does it work!?"
"Like I have a choice while I'm being raped!"
>"So is rape your fetish?"
"That's the same thing!"
>"No it's not!
>"Will you two stop it!?"
>Look at Death with each of her hooves resting on a ear.
>"Does this happen every day with the both of you?"
>"No."
"Not really, no."
>"Well, what does happen?"
>"He just slams the door on my face and leave me to cry!"
"If only you would just stop guessing in general, that would never happen."
>"I will not stop until we are married!"
"LIKE FUCK THAT WILL HAPPEN!"
>"JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP!"
>Both of you stop and turn to Death.
>"You know what? I would rather just send the both of you to Hell and let everyone deal with this shit there."
>"NO no no, wait!" Both you and Fluttershy simultaneously shout out.
>"Nope, that's it. I'm tired of the bickering, and the screaming. I wanted spice in my life, not unnecessary drama."
>She reaches into her shirt pocket.
>Quick, think of something!
>Wait, spice in her life, she's lonely.
>Her relationship!
>"I wanted to keep the both of you for a few centuries, but clearly that's a horrible mistake."
"Wait!"
>"Ugh! What now?!" Death droops down.
"What if we can get you and the time mare back together."
>"Like living shit you can do that." She argues while bringing her arm back.
"I'm serious!" You try to argue while you reach over to keep that notepad in her hooves.
>"Hands. Off." She says in a black tone.
"Give us a change on fixing it for you."
>She just gives you back stone cold eyes.
>You bring your hand off of her notepad and put it in your pocket.
>"One chance."
>She opens up the notepad and starts to write something while controlling the pen with her magic.
>While she's doing this, you check on how Fluttershy is doing.
>She is still lowered down on the bench.
>You poke the side of her, trying to get a reaction.
>You might believe that she's dead, but she must've gone into pure shock.
>Look back to see her rip out a piece of paper with magic and starts to fold it.
"So is that an unlimited supply?"
>She just glances at you.
>You can tell she's inumpressed.
"I'll shut up."
>The piece of paper then vanishes into thin air.
>"Now, we wait. And DON'T argue, please."
>Fluttershy gets back up and just sits there, getting a glare or two at you.
>"I, um... sorry."
"For what?"
>"For all the morning bugging that I do. I wanted to get a head start before you could go anywhere or do anything. I didn't know it would be that annoying, I just needed to see if anything would please you."
>Pat her on the head.
>"Please, will you give me a chance? I promise that I won't try to do what my friends did."
>Rub her hair a little.
"God, you're just cute."
>She looks up and gives you a sincere smile.
>Even she might be a determined mare for your dick, she still has some kind of cuteness in there.
>"What is taking them so long?"
"Taking who?"
>A shine of light appears before you.
>You lose your vision for a while, but it comes back.
>What stands before you is a unicorn with a pigment blue hair.
>Her body is being covered by a white robe, but her face and bare hooves is showing of a charcoal gray.
>"I received your piteous letter, and came when I can."
>"Ah, hello to you two."
>Death gets up, and walks over to the time mare.
>"There shouldn't be any hard feelings, now is there?" The time keeper shoots at Death.
>"You tell me for never responding back." Death pins down.
>They start to rant on about who is the blame was it that never responded to the other.
>Time to break it up.
"Now hold on!"
>They quit their pointless arguing and look at you.
"Now look. Maybe Death did send it, but when it was sent, it must have been lost somewhere."
>"I do not lose my paperwork. They all head for one location." The time mare boldly states.
"All of them? I suppose on some desk?"
>She pops open her eyelids and starts to look around.
>"I normally don't go through all of them."
>"Aha! I knew it!" Death rubs of to her.
"Now, hold on. You're as much guilty for not making your letter stand out from all the others. Just leaving it as plain white will just seem unimportant as the rest."
>She opens her mouth, but is just speechless.
>"That might be a point there."
"Alright, you two know what needs to be fixed, you can kiss and make up after me and my friend leave."
>"Friend?" Fluttershy says in shock from a slight distance.
"Even if we have hard times, like every day, you're still the closest friend I have here."
>She starts to have a twinkle in her eye.
>"How cute." Says the time mare.
"Yeah, now get us out of here."
>"Nice couple you kept."
>"I try to manage." Death gloats out.
"WE'RE NOT A COUPLE!"
>"I think we would be great as one." Says Flutters, as she is right next to you.
"I-"
>"Please be silent, I need every concentration on this."
>She reaches into her robe to pull out a staff.
>On the tip of it is an hour glass, filled with sand.
>She gives it a good shake, then thrusts it forward to Flutters and you.
>The lid opens, and the sand starts to flow out like magic.
>It starts to wrap around the two of you, and starts to brighten up the night.
>Just as you and Fluttershy start to beam brighter than the sun, you realized one question.
"So, once we go back in time, will we forget everything that happened here?"
>"I'm afraid not. The only way to prevent this outcome, is to have the both of you still remember this experience to teach you two a lesson."
"And that is...?"
>Death scoffs.
>"The answer was always with you."
>The light then overpowers your vision.

>As the light fades away, it shows you of an open doorway.
>See that the outside is a clear, sunny morning without a cloud in the sky.
>Look down to see Fluttershy holding a chart with the headline "mesothelioma"
>See that she's just in shock as much that you're in.
>"Did... all of that happen?"
"Yeah... I guess it did."
>"Huh... hey, you never said if this was your fetish!"
>Close the door, admitting that ruined the moment.
>Think about what you are doing for a moment.
>This is the same cycle that you've been doing.
>Don't continue it.
>Open the door to see Flutters putting everything away.
"Hey."
>She perks up her ears.
"You wanna come inside for some coffee?"
>She drops everything and smiles.
>"Yes! Yes!"
>Open the door completely and let her in.
>Grab the pot filled with fresh coffee and start pouring it in two mugs.
>Take them over to the table and hand her one.
"And no, that's not my fetish."
>You calmly say before taking a sip.
>It's nice to have a friend over.
>But something does bug you.
>What did Death mean about 'the answer is always with you'?