Boxing shy spinoff

>It's been many days since the last time I visited my friends home. Believe it or not I do have friends despite being almost what you'd call a lunatic
>They are the only people who can stand all my crazyness and the only ones who stood by me when everyone else left me alone
>I was so surprised when they made me the best man in their wedding, despite being a stonerat that time. They even made me the godfather of their daughter
>They are the only ones who had faith in me when I was poor and the only ones who don't ask anything from me now that I'm successful
>Their unconditional trust is what reformed me and made me walk the right path; though I still act however I want whenever I want
>When I knock the door, they heartily greet me and make me come in
>Inside the house is the light of their life, the little girl that somehow made me notice that life is something valuable and that I shouldn't waste it away, my godchild, Fluttershy
>As usual, she doesn't say many words but she pays attention to the things I and her parents speak about, my trips, their work, she carfully listens to everything we say
>When the conversation starts becoming slower, Carl (Fluttershy's dad placeholder name) takes out a photo album and begins showing me pictures of his daughter; like he always does. The girl would be ashamed if she wasn't already used to the excessive pride her dad has in her
>This time, however, I have another topic to discuss, so I cut the photo viewing session short by saying "I heard from your dad that you begun boxing Fluttershy"
>"O-only to learn the basics" she says shyly as usual
>"So, what made you enter such a risky sport" I cassually ask
>My question hit her off of her guard it seems because she suddenly replied "Oh, Norman invited me" only to cover her mouth and blush
>I chuckle and say "Watch out Carl, it seems someone is going to steal your little girl" he just glares at me with a deadpan look
>I reply to it with a smirk
>"I think that sport is too dangerous for her and it also unfit to  a lady" says Donna (Fluttershy's mom placeholder name)
>"Naah, boxing's good for her. You really need to stop sheltering her so much, or else she will never stand up for herself" I say with confidence
>"Anyways, I brought the topic up because I have a little something for you" Out of my bag, I take out a set of boxing gear
>"Do you like it?" I ask the smiling Fluttershy
>"I lov- I mean, I can't accept it, it must have costed a lot" She says going bck to her shy self
>"Take it, that's what godfathers are for"
>"O-okay" She meekly replies with a smile on her face
>"What are you wating for, go try it on" Carl says while readying his camera
>"I really don't like this" states Donna
>She complies and goes to her room
>When she comes out of her room, Carl starts taking pictures from every angle, while asking her to throw punches or to raise her guard
>I never get tired of seeing him do that
>"So, do you like your gear?" I ask her
>"I love it, but the gloves are too big"
>"Oh, those are mine, sorry. Here, take yours"
>"Yours?" she asks surpirsed
>"Of course, you didn't think I waas going to bring you toys and not play with you right?"
>She cowers and looks away from me
>"C'mon, it will be just a playful spar"
>"Okay" she says
>"I'm must record this, let me get my video camera" says Carl
>"Oh boy, here we go" adds Donna

>On the backyard
>"This will be a 3 minutes spar, no low blows allowed, and this will end whenever I say so. Hit my daughter too hard and you're dead" yells Donna, our referee
>hahaha, this is just a friendly spar, of course I won't hit her hard, and no matter how hard she hits me shhe won't be able to make me feel it with her little hands
>"Begin" yells Donna
>Fluttershy sets a big distance between us, but I cover it in 2 steps
>I throw a wide hook, just to scare her without actually hitting her
>She flawlessly dodges and positions herself behind my back gaining control of our arena
>That must be a very good boxing club
>"Come on girl, throw me your best punch, I don't want to go home without seeing how hard you hit" I say this while opening my guard and moving my hear forward
>"O-okay, please prepare yourself" she says
>Hahaha, as if it was going to hit anyways, I'll dodge as soon as I see her moving
>She throws an uppercut out of nowhere, I move so it barely grazes my chin
>"Heh, was that it? I didn't even fe..."

>"Mr. Discord are you alright?" the voice of my godchild gets me out of my dream
>"Fluttershy, what's wrong?" I ask because of how worried she looks
>"Hahahaha" Donna's laugh annoys me for some reason "you got knocked out in less than 20 seconds. I'm starting to like this boxing thing"
>"What? that wasn't a dream?" I ask dumbfounded
>"Not at all, I have it recorded on hd and 3d, I also recorded a slow motion version. My little champion really has future in this" Carl is filled with pride for his daughter
>"I'm so sorry Mr. Discord, I didn't want to knock you out" she says with teary eyes
>"Don't worry Flutters, I was the one who wanted to spar afterall" I reply reassuringly
>It's good to see that this meek little girl won't be needing any of us to defend herself, I'll have to thank this Norman boy for that