Clouded Rainbows- Chapter 5 updated 3-23-2015

>It was now morning and you woke up with Rainbow Dash on top of you
>She was snoring and there was quite a bit of drool wetting you
>This is both adorable and a little gross
>You pull her off of you go and got to fuel up the boiler for your shower
>These ponies are already fairly light, pegasi more so
>You reckon that she can’t weigh more than fifty pounds
>When you get to the bathroom, it smells a little musky and like oats
>Rainbow must have used it while you were out
>You leave the door mostly closed
>Part way through the shower, Rainbow asks if she can join you
>Nothing major happened
>She only looked at your dick a few times
>You hopped out of the shower, but she stayed for a few more minutes
>Must not be feeling it
>You’re mostly done getting dressed by the time that she finishes
>”So my brother should be getting to the station at around 6, can you and Fluttershy head over there to meet him in case I’m not off by that time”
“Sure, but why Fluttershy?”
>”She’s the only one of my friends whom he knows well, they’ll know that you’re waiting for me”
>That makes sense
“So are you heading out right now?”
>”Naw, I’m going to go invite Scoots to dinner later, wanna come with?”
>Well it’s not like you have anything better to do
>You slip your shoes on, give Duster some food, and head outside
>A few minutes later, you arrive at a building with some obvious maintenance issues
>There’s a sign over the door
“Equestrian Foster Family – Ponyville Branch”
>She lives in foster care
>How much can this one filly have on her platter?
>Once inside, Rainbow Dash approaches a mare sitting at a desk
>She just looks up at Rainbow and speaks into a pipe
>”Scootaloo, lobby now”
>Must be some kind of intercom
>Shortly after, the orange pony trots down some stairs and into the lobby
>Her face changes from annoyed to exited when she sees you two
>Or maybe just Rainbow
>”You’re both here!!”
>Well that brought you up a bit
>Rainbow Dash ruffles the young pony’s mane before talking to her
>”My brother and his husbando are coming over later and there’s room for one more”
>Scootaloo looks at the mare at the counter
>She just looks at the three of you and says
>For some reason, she keeps looking back towards the place that she came from
>”Curfew is at 9:30”
>The little filly is so excited that she begins jumping
>The counter mare yells at her to stop
>What a bitch
>Scootaloo speaks
>”So what cool things are we off to doing right now?”
>Rainbow lowers her head
>”Sorry Squirt, I’m already running late for work, I’ll try to make it up to you some other day”
>Rainbow Dash says her goodbyes and she’s off
>”Well I’m off, catch you two later”
>Scootaloo made a bleh type of noise as Rainbow kissed you on the lips before heading out of the door
>Now it was just you and the girl
>Scootaloo looks genuinely disappointed that she can’t go out,  and by the looks of this dump, you can’t blame her
>Time to save this little pegasus’s day
“Actually Scootaloo, I don’t have anything going on today. Maybe you would like to do go out”
>She looks a little better
>Another look reveals what might be nervousness
>That can’t be it
>Why would she be nervous?
>She’s normally fairly comfortable being around you
>”Well you’re kind of cool too Mr. Anon”
>At least it’s a compliment
>”I just need to grab my stuff really quick”
>In a flash she’s gone
>A few minutes later, she hurries into the room and begins trying to rush you
>”Well, we’re not getting any younger here so let’s hurry up and go outside”
>That was weird
>She was right though, there’s no use in standing around with our thumbs and hooves up our asses
>You were standing outside with Scootaloo
>She brought her trademark scooter
“So, what do you feel like doing?”
>”Let’s go to the park!”
”Sounds like a plan, do you mind if we go to Sugar Cube Corner first? I’m feeling pretty hungry”
>She gives you a slightly annoyed look
>”Fiiine”
>You two begin your treacherous journey to the bakery
>Not really, Scootaloo hops up on her scooter and rides alongside you
>When you get there, you order the usual strawberry cheese muffin and a vanilla shake
>Scootaloo doesn’t order anything
“You’re not getting anything?”
>She shakes her head
>”I’m not really hungry”
>A roar coming from her stomach contradicted her statement
“Don’t worry I’ll pay for you”
>An hour and a half later you began to regret saying those words
>Eight cupcakes, six brownies, five pieces of cake, four slices of blueberry pie, and two chocolate milkshakes
>You can’t believe how something so small managed to chow down like Korean at a hotdog eating competition
>Scootaloo has a fairly satisfied look on her
>She looks adorable and it was pretty damn awesome watching her devour all of that food
>Maybe it’s not all that bad
>Are all pegasi these big of fatasses?
>You’ll have to see how much Fluttershy can eat some time

>Mrs. Cake brings by the bill
>After tallying everything up, it came out to 93 bits
>There goes your stereo money
>You go to the counter and manage to pay 71 bits
>Mrs. Cake just put the rest of the balance on your tab
>On your way back to the table, you see another filly approaching Scootaloo
>Oh shit, it’s Jughead, this time without her equally bitchy partner
>You slowly make your way to the table, trying to overhear their conversation in the process
>”Not even your blank flank friends want to hang around you anymore. Only thing that even likes you is that stupid ape”
>Scootaloo’s eyes are watery
>This bitch is getting it
>"That's why you'll never be anything more than just a crippled, blank-flanked dyke"
>Just handle it like a responsible adult
>You calmly walk up and say
"There a problem here?"
>"Oh look, it's the chimp”
>If there was one thing that pissed you off more than these ponies pounding at your door, it was the xenophobia and racism
“That’s not my name, but since we don’t really know eachother,  I’ll let it slide this time” >
>That wasn't exactly true, you remember Rarity mentioning something about the filly's conception being the result of her dad knocking up a prostitute and it being the talk of the town for a several years
“ I don’t know what you feel like Scootaloo did to you, but whatever it was, it couldn’t have been bad enough for her to deserve having those things said to her”
>”Ooo ooo AAAHHH!!!”
>That’s twice now
>Scootaloo is looking a bit embarrassed
“Look, I’m just trying to be mature about this. Can you apologize to Scootaloo? I get that kids will be kids, but there’s a point where it’s a little too much, and I think that you have passed it”
>She ignores your please
>Instead she calls out
>”Can I get some bananas over here? This poor monkey’s trainer forgot to feed him”
>Some ponies begin to look at the three of you
>Take deep breaths Anon
>She starts to laugh
>”Wait, I think that I might have one”
>She knocks over a trash bin
>On the ground is a gross looking banana peel
>”Eat up, you too blank-flank”
“Do your parents know about your behavior?”
>”My dad says that because we’re rich, we’re better than stupid aliens or worthless foster foals”
>With her biggest shit eating grin she points to Scootaloo
>"Of course, if my daughter was like that piece of shit, I'd off myself too"
>You can't believe what you just heard
>You look at Scootaloo
>She looks absolutely devastated
>Time seems to slow down to a snail’s pace as rage seems to overtake your body
>This was probably the worst thing that you have witnessed come out of something’s mouth since you’ve been here
>And you’ve dealt with fire breathing dragons
>It was like something that you would only see on the internet
>This was going to be damaging
>Not for you, years on internet forums and message boards taught you to spit the same amount of fire back, and to just walk away from it all if it really starts to get under your skin
>The orange filly however would be completely defenseless
>They didn’t have any computers in this hick world
>Not to mention that today would probably be used as ammo for teasing tomorrow or on another day
>You decided to end this here and now for the sake of your companion
“I wonder if your father knew what an unpleasant bitch of a daughter he would make when he busted into that crack whore’s torn up cunt”
>The salt does its job as the bitch struggles to for a sentence like a fish struggles to breathe on land
>Her once joyous expression and tone had been completely replaced by shock and offense
>”What did you saaay to me?”
>One of the restaurant goers calls out
>”Waitress, can I get some popcorn?”
“You fucking heard me, or is that stupid hat of yours cutting the circulation to your brain?
>She grits her teeth and opens her mouth, but you cut her off
“Speaking of which, you seem awfully proud of a mark that says that you are of no value to society. Have fun swallowing loads just to feed yourself, it’s what your mother should have done with you”
>The pink pony is just standing there, mouth agape
>She wants to say something, but is unable to
>She runs out of there without so much as a word
>You look around
>Ponies are looking at you, asses on the edge of their seats
>When they see that you weren’t having it, they pretend to do other things
>You take your seat and look at Scootaloo
>She had stopped crying, but she still looks a little hurt
“You alright?”
>She doesn’t say anything
>Instead she leaps onto your face and pulls you into her body
>Her front hooves are around your head, her hind ones are right beneath your arms
>She begins to squeeze and you wonder if you’ll ever know the pleasure of breathing again
>With this filly on your face, you seem to recall the facehugger scene from the movie Alien
>Right when you think that you’re going to run out of air, she hops off
>”TThanks for that”
>Through her drying tears, you can see how happy she is that you’re with her right now
“Come one, let’s get out of here”
>You and the filly clean your mess and head for the door
>As you leave, the spectators applaud you for defending the poor girl

>The second that you step outside, you are drenched in rain
>You forgot that Rainbow told you that the weather team had planned a downpour for the day
>So much for the park
>You try to think of where to go now
“My house isn’t too far from here, we could get dried up there
>Quickly, the two of you run to your house
>When you get there, you take your shirt off
>It’s drenched
>You had taken off the blazer that Rarity waterproofed and used it to cover Scootaloo’s scooter
>You tell her to make herself at home while you take care of some things
>She leaves the scooter an empty corner and plops herself on your couch, her wet body giving little regard to the furniture
>Something peculiar catches her eyes
>You go into the kitchen and put some hot chocolate on the stove, then you go into your bathroom and grab two towels
>When you get back to your living room, you see Scootaloo struggling with a small, white rectangle
>It seems that she has found your IPhone
>Better catch her before she breaks it
>You quickly move in and make your presence known
>She’s surprised to see you and accidentally knocks the phone off of the table
>It falls to the ground, and onto the rug that you had underneath
>You let out a silent sigh of relief
>Good thing that it wasn’t Sweetie Belle that you were dealing with
>”Hey Mr. Anon, what’s with this weird looking mirror?”
“Oh, that’s not a mirror, it’s actually”
>You struggle to finish that sentence
>What would you have to compare it with?
>This world had cameras, though they were fairly rare and most of them were pretty awful
>A music player was your other bet, seeing as they had record players here
>”It’s a what?”
>You decide that it’s best to show her
>You pick the phone up and hit the button in the corner
>Scootaloo looks dumbfounded as the screen lights up and displays the ever so familiar screen that you have seen for months now
>Multiple things are layered atop a black background
>At the top is the time, at the bottom is a switch that says “Slide to unlock”
>In the middle of it all, is a clear icon of a battery
>A sliver of red gives some life to an otherwise empty tube in the middle
>It’s been like this since you first arrived
>This whole time, the last bit of battery on your phone has refused to die, no matter how long you have been on it
>Fucken magic
>You tried to keep it in the best shape that you could
>Not because you wouldn’t be able to get another if you broke
>The world on the other side of Twilight’s mirror was beyond similar enough to get one of these
>In fact, if it wasn’t for the strangely colored people who looked like characters from Doug, you would almost be convinced that it was home
>Almost
>The world was fairly similar, but not perfect
>There was still a Hollywood and many of your favorite movies, just with an added twist
>You were disappointed when you went to see “The Warriors” at “Apple” Jackie’s house and ended up watching what seemed like a clone of “A West Side Story” complete with flamboyant choreography and all of that shit
>No, this phone carried sentimental value
>Whenever you were bored, you would watch one of the movies that you put on there before you left or play a game
>When you felt homesick, you would sift through old pictures as some of your favorite songs would play
>”Is that it?”
>Your train of thought is broken by the small filly
“Oh sorry I got caught up in something”
>You unlock the cellphone
>The screen is replaced by several tiles
“Do you want to watch a movie, listen to some music, or play a game?”
>As you learned from trying it with Twilight earlier, pony hooves are actually able to register on the touchscreen
>She should be fine playing simple games
>”GAMESGAMESGAMES”
>Her deafening screams nearly destroy your ear
>You cover your ears for a few moments before turning to the page with most of your easy to use games are
>You show the screen to the pony
“Alright, here is where I have the games on this thing, just touch whichever looks like something that you would like”
>She just looks at it
“What do you want to see first?”
>”How the hay should I know?”
>That’s right
>You just introduced alien technology to a preteen
“Alright, I’ll do it”
>With the screen still facing her, you randomly touch a part of it
>You look at the screen and see a familiar yellow bird decorates the smart phone
>Shit, it just had to be this game
>The game that almost cost you your job back home because you wouldn’t stop trying to beat your high score
>You figure that she’ll get bored or frustrated fairly easily
>You explained to her how the game is played
“Tap it when you want the bird to flap its wings and try to go through the space in between the pipes, if you tap too many times, then you’ll go too high, tap too few and you’ll hit the ground”
>She nods in affirmation
>”Piece of cake”
>She touches the screen once and the bird falls straight to the ground
>”Game Over: Score 0, Best: 4
>”Was that it?”
“I could put on another game if you want”
>She coldly says “Play it again”
>You show her how to reset the game
>You knew that this would happen
>Better see what the kitteh on the wall says
>4 more hours until Rainbow’s brother comes
>With a deep breath, you say
“I’ll go get the cocoa”
>The hot beverage still isn’t ready
>There goes your small diversion
>While in the kitchen, you felt that your house was a bit chilly
>You have second guesses about leaving the filly alone in yourl
>Some swooshes and the sound of immediate crashing confirms that she’s still playing the game
>You pour out two mugs of the hot beverage
>Some marshmallows decorate the tops
>You start to head into the living room when you notice that the towels are still sitting there
>You look at the orange pony and see that she’s shivering
>Her hooves; however, were still dry enough to use the device
>You set down the cocoa and drape a towel over her
>This surprises her and causes her to lose
>”Aww”
>Scootaloo finishes drying herself off and sips a bit of her drink before returning to the game
>She almost had a point, but she bumped up against the top pipe as she was going through
>This causes her to swear
>”Buck”
>You just look at her
>Eventually, she gives up after not being able to score at least one point
>Albeit with some more swearing
>You always thought that a pony using profanity was more cute than crude
>Do they have gangster rap in Equestria?
>You look back to Scootaloo
>Her head is down
>Looks like she might cry
>You don’t understand, sure that game is frustrating, but even for a child this seems a bit excessive for a reaction
>She is looking at her wings and moves them a bit
>Her eyelids are twitching and she begins to sniffle
>Knowing what is about to happen, you take the preemptive route and place a comforting hand on her
“I know it’s hard, but you have to see it as just a game. The creator made it so that you would lose, so you can’t let that get to you””
>She looks at you
>Her eyes are beginning to redden, but for now they are dry
>”It’s not that I lost”
>She takes a breath
>”I get made fun of for not being able to fly. I can barely get off the ground when I try my hardest. I even went to see a big time doctor in Canterlot, and when I got there he said that there was virtually no chance of me ever being able to do more than a hover”

http://youtu.be/gWWlRKyYdgs?t=40s

>Moisture is pooling at the corners of her eyes
>”I couldn’t even fly in a stupid game. I guess I’m just a freak”
>You knew that she had trouble flying, but you didn’t think that it would be that bad
>And here you were letting her play that game on your phone, when you could have easily said that the app didn’t work
>Smooth move asswipe
>She turns away and pulls part of the towel over her face to dry the area around her eyes
>You stop her and tell her that if there’s anything that she ever wants to talk about, you’re all ears
>Which she does
>The next hour is spent listening to Scootaloo give her life story
>About how she met Sweetie Belle, then Apple Bloom; about the insane amount of trouble that they would cause; about the adventures
>You might have been a mischievous boy back in your day, but you were never responsible for the release of a chaos god
>She also tells you of some more dark moments
>About how her mother raised her and her older brother after Scootaloo’s dad ran out on them
>About how her mom was doing an Okay job until she had a new boyfriend, one who would beat her and the kids
>About how her boyfriend got Scootaloo’s mom addicted to drugs
>About how she was no longer able to leave him because she was dependent on said drugs and she was no longer able to work due to her addiction
>About how the piece of shit stallion was one day arrested after the teacher of Scootaloo’s brother contacted the authorites over suspicions of abuse
>And about how her and her brother came home one day to find their mother’s lifeless corpse hanging from the ceiling
>The siblings had been put into foster care, and the system had sent them to two different cities
>Her brother was in Vanhoover, while Scootaloo was sent to Ponyville
>You comfort the venting pony and after a few minutes
>After her emotions have been had, you decide something bold
“We have quite a bit of time to kill, so how about a movie? I know one that you will love”
>The filly agrees and so you put on a movie
>One that even though she will probably cry at some parts, you know that she will enjoy
>You have already seen it plenty of times
>The movie opens with a scene at a movie theater
>It then focuses on a little boy and a girl that he meets on his way home
>Before you know it, the movie was over
>You kept nodding off, but Scootaloo would keep on waking you up, either by prodding you with a hoof
>Or with the sounds that she made while watching it
>She behaved exactly how an ordinary human girl would
>She looked like she was going to fall out of her seat at some moments
>Laughed at the antics of the boy, the bird, and the dog
>And she even cried at some scenes
>Granted, there was some confusion when it came to some jokes, mostly because of the words that they used or the technology, but overall, she had a fairly standard reaction
>When you were done, she jumped at you and gave you a hug that was similar to the one at Sugarcube Corner
“So I take it that you liked the movie then?”
>”Liked it? That was amaxing!! Do you have any more like that?”
>You think for a minute
>You might not have them on hand, but you could easily get movies like Toy Story and Wall-E; however, one is enough for now
“Maybe some other day when we both have time”
>The Pegasus smiles at you
>”Can Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle come to?”
>Apple Bloom would be fine as it, but you would have to prepare for S.B.
>You make a note to see if Twilight can put some kind of protective spell on your Iphone or if Rarity can encase it in diamond
“Of course your friends are welcome. Where are they anyway?”
>She looks a little off, but then quickly recovers
>”Sweetie went to go stay with her cousins in Canterlot for the weekend, as for Apple Bloom, she’s with her family in Appleloosa”
>Both of her friends are with their families but she was alone at a foster home
>And you got her back to thinking about it
>Smooth
>You know that it’s not really your fault for either not knowing these things or forgetting them, but you still kick yourself around for bringing them up
>”I was feeling sad, but I don’t care about that anymore because I have you and Rainbow Dash. You two are like my brother and sister”
>There it is
Brother
>She said that she considers you family
>You think to yourself
-“Am I really that close to this filly now? She basically said that she feels like I’m part of her family”
>Not some alien, not a stupid monkey, but like an older brother or something
>This thought awakens another warm feeling in you and for a second, you see a familiar face in front of you
>One that you haven’t seen in quite some time
>These feelings make you forget to reply, so there’s a bit of an awkward silence before her voice rang
>”Hey Mr. Anon, can I ask you something?”
>Mr.
>You never were one for formalities, even if you spent your days wearing suits
“Just call me Anon, Scootaloo. It’s what my friends do, and to me that’s what you are.
>”Okay Anon!!”
“So what did you want to ask?”
>”What was your life like back home?”
>It was nice
>You had a nice life, right?
>You stop and think
>You used to have a good job, a nice house, and a happy family
>Whenever you had a shitty day, you would come home to your daughter’s brilliant smile and you would feel rejuvenated
>At the time, you couldn’t see it, but your fiancée started to grow more and more distant
>Until one day you came home to find that she was gone
>She left a note that explained that she couldn’t go through with everything and how she wasn’t ready to settle down
>She broke up your family just to act like a child
>How could she have done this?
>Your daughter wondered where she was, but you told her that she was working far off in another country
>You sold your house and moved into a much smaller one, one that was by your mother’s house
>After all, you only needed to accommodate two people
>Eventually she grew up enough and you sent her to a boarding school
>You paid for her tuition in advanced at several different schools and left her a fair amount of dosh in a trust for college, and you left several others for her when she would turn certain ages
>Sometimes it hurt to arrive at an empty house, but the pain was worth knowing that your princess was going to grow up to be strong woman
>The last few days and knowing that your role as an accomplished parent is what made you decide to stay in Equestria
>Even if it meant leaving behind your loved ones
“It was nice” are the only words that you were able to muster
>The bittersweet feeling just about brought tears to your eyes and forced a warm smile onto your face
>But what Scootaloo would say next would put those tears at ease
>”Hey Anon, can you call me Lula?”
“Lula?”
>”I-it’s what my mom used to call me, it’s something that I haven’t told anypony else, even Rainbow Dash”
>Once again, you’re at a loss for words
>You say nothing as you pull the little Lula into an embrace
>There the two of you begin to fall asleep on the couch
>Scootaloo had become more than a friend, she was now family
>Before sleep completely overtakes you, you make a note to uninstall “Flappy Bird” from your Iphone
>You hated that game anyway
>You are woken by some snoring and you see that there is a small filly loosely clinging to your right arm
>God that’s cute
>You look outside and see that the sun has already reached its climax and is now retreating
>For a second, you’re about to shit your pants. A look at one of your multiple wall kittehs saves your trousers
>4:37
>Good, there was still quite a bit of time
>You slowly move your hand out from underneath the pony and proceed to get dressed
>After making your way to your room, you one of your many suits on and head down to your living room
>There you see the form of Lula’s tail draping over the side of the couch
>Lula
>While you find the name adorable, the voices in your head were giving suggestions that you found fit in a little more with her name
> Scoots, ‘Scooloo, Looloo, Thug-blasta, Scootie, and Scoootaaloooo
>Her tail lightly swishes and you know that she’s awake, so naturally you call her
“Hey Lula”
>The tail retreats and you hear her shift about on the couch, after a few moments, you see a small mass of purple hair, barely visible over the couch
>With a little more effort, she pokes her head all the way out, climb to the top of the couch, and jump onto the hardwood floor; making a sound that is nowhere near as loud as what you expected
>”Hi Anon”, she says with a rather large smile present on her face
>You give her a quick scratch behind the ears
>The filly shows her satisfaction in the form of some ear movements
>Damn that’s cute>You interrupt the ear scratching because you remembered about Rainbow's brother
"It's getting late, we should probably start heading out"
>Lula simply nods in agreement and with that, you grab an umbrella before heading out the door
>You are surprised to find that the rain had subsided
>Opening the door to your house, you say "I'm going to put this back inside as you carelessly toss your umbrella into your house
>You lock your door, your house being one of few in this town with such a contraption
>Many residents did not understand your need to do so, but it was Twilight's royal order that you get one to protect "such valuable alien technology from falling into the wrong hooves"
>You don't blame her either, from what you heard, this town has had a quite the history in the past couple of years
>Giant centaurs, insane chaos gods, bitchy blue princesses, and some other things that you don't feel like mentioning
>And every time, it was up to Twilight and company to save the day
>But you digress
>Once again, you find yourself lost in your own thoughts
>Why this started only after you arrived in Equestria is beyond you, but you have a theory
"I think these horses gave me ADD"
>"Huh?"
>You forgot that Lula was with you
>Better think of something, you wouldn't want her to be offended
"It's a type of board game, I really wanted to play it"
>"I uh oh, ok. Can we play it when we get back?"
"Maybe when you're older, kid"
>The tangerine filly looks just as confused as ever
>Flawless victory Anon
>You take a few more steps before you are stopped
>”Hey Anon, don’t we need to get Fluttershy?”
>You had to resist groaning in front of the girl
>Instead you exhale and give out a less than enthusiastic “Let’s go”

>The yellow pony lived maybe half a mile from your house so you get there in no time
>You get to the door and knock a few times
>You didn’t hate Fluttershy, in fact, you were fairly good friends with her
>it’s just that she gave Rainbow Dash a diseased bird cadaver to use as food
>The door opens to reveal a grizzly bear, standing on its hind paws
>It lets out a loud roar and both you and your companion scream with fright
>Then a yellow mare comes to the door and shoos the bear away with some newspaper, striking it twice
>”That’s a bad Harry, we do not scare visitors”
>You’re still shaking with fear
>Your heart feels like it just tried to jump from your chest
>But the pony's voice puts your fear to rest
>It is them when you notice your other complaint about this place
>It smelled fucking horrible
>Is this how it felt to work in a zoo?
>You wondered how the little pony kept the odor off of her
>You notice something
>No one has been greeted
>You three are looking at each other, unsure of how to start the conversation
>You go to say something, but are cut off by an equally bumbling Flutterpony
"So h-"
>"Hi nic
"Flutt-
>"Morni-
>"HI FLUTTERSHY! !"
>It isn't until Scootaloo decides to intervene that the madness ends
>"Hello small human and cohort "
>Well most of the madness
"Hey Fluttershy , I'm guessing You already know why I'm here"
>That's odd, her eyes look a little drained, but you could have sworn that they were fine a second ago
>"You're here for the pancakes nice and syrupy, fluffy , delicious flapjacks"
>A rock tears through the air before colliding with the mare's cranium
>Its source could be traced back to one impatient bunny
>Fluttershy barely flinched as she instantly recovers
>Her eyes seem to have a bit more life now
>"Oh hi there Anon, hay Scootaloo"

>After explaining your situation to her, Fluttershy went upstairs and dawned a shady hat with some white framed sunglasses
>With a small “Eek” as the door closes behind her, the three of you were off
>Wow, that's cute
>These ponies were downright adorable at some moments, so it took quite a bit of self-control to keep you from sperging out and just petting one
>Something that is a huge faux pas here, which makes sense, seeing as how if someone did that back on earth, they would probably end up with a fist in their face.
>It might have been months since it happened, but the two things that the ponies taught you that day were still fresh in your head
>One was that like horses back home, Equestrians grew fuzzy winter coats
>The other was that like horses back home, they kick whenever they feel threatened or pissed off
>Element of kindness my ass
>At the time you were so shocked that such a small and timid creature could kick so damn hard, that you didn't even notice how many teeth you lost
>Unfortunately, advancements in dentistry in Equestria were lacking to say the least, so you were stuck looking like a hockey player
>You were surprised at how you acted, given the fact that you're a grown ass man, but then again you're in an inter-species relationship with a local who's about a decade younger than you, and you've made two nine year olds cry this week, so it really doesn't seem so strange for you now
>The three of you head off towards the train station
>the rain has cleared and the sun is working fast to dry the land
>When the small ponies would take a step, you would hear a muffled thump
>That’s because Ponyville had a different way of marking paths than the other cities and towns that you have seen
>Where other places used pavement, cobblestone, and dirt, this town used a special type of grass that would gently cushion the impact that your feet would make on the ground
>You think it would have something to do with how much time the ponies around here spent frantically running, and the deafening cascade of sound that would ensue as a result
>Or maybe this town just wanted to add to the natural beauty of the landscape
>Either way, you loved it
>Your shoes brushed against the slightly dampened, sea of emerald, its blades scrapint the bottom of your sole with each step
>On the way, you stop by a stall to buy everyone popsicles and Scootaloo fails to do a trick that she wanted, so you stop at the store to get her a bandage
>Eventually, you arrive at the station and wait
>And wait
>And wait
>And wait
>Eventually, you decide to go to the conductor and ask about the train
>”O ya, next train was runnin late err som’in, should be here in ‘bout 10 minutes”
>”Um excuse me Anon”
Fluttershy interrupts your conversation
>”What are you going to do about Duster?”
>Oh shit, you had completely forgotten about your giant two-headed dog
>What are you going to do with him?
>You could keep him cool headed with small company, but four guests will surely put him on edge
>As if almost reading your thoughts, Fluttershy makes you an offer
>”I can take care of him Anon, just please pick me up a bottle of shampoo from the spa? Angel’s pelt is getting pretty dirty and he doesn’t let me bathe him with anything else”
“Thanks Fluttershy, you’re the best”
>You make a note to buy her some food later


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>Then you remember something that was on your mind earlier
>”Hey Fluttershy, quick question”
>”What is it Anon?”
“Just wondering, how much food can you put down?”
>”Oh Anon,fuck off, I'm not telling you
>That was a strange outburst for the pony
>The three of you are once again silent
>You were on your phone when you let out a chuckle
>For the past few minutes, you've been doodling on a picture
>Your masterpiece is complete and you know that she's going to get a kick out of this
"Hey Fluttershy "
>She turns to face you and you show her the phone
>You had taken her mug and copied several of its features onto a picture of a horse from back home
>"Yeeep"
>And with that, Fluttershy goes limp before falling over
>Her eyes look like if they were glued shut and part of her tongue is sticking out of her otherwise closed mouth
>Way2Qt
>"OH MY CELESTIA, WHAT THE HAY DID YOU DO ANON?"
>You quite the panicking filly before she can cause a panic and slowly shake your head
>This routine is nothing new as you're already seen it nineteen times
>You know exactly what to do here and first thing's first, you open your camera and take a few shots
>Wouldn't want to pass up this opportunity, now would we?
>You take two fingers and tap them on her snout
>She in turn pulls her tongue back in
>Now it was a battle of wits
>Scootaloo is entertained by this so you keep going
>You give her belly a little scratch and she barely flinches
>She's a fighter, that much is certain.
>You move onto her wings and scratch where some of the down feathers are
>Just when you thought that she was about to cave, Lula sneezes on you, breaking your concentration
>"Sorry"
>The yellow pegasus took this as an opportunity to regain her composure and become stoic once more
>You decide that it's time to call in the big guns
"Hey Scootaloo, I was thinking of seeing "Zoology, the musical, the movie, on Ice", but I accidentally bought three tickets
>The butter colored mare turns her ears
>Bingo
"But I don't hve anyone to go with, unless I have someone who wants these, I guess I'll just burn them or something "
>"WAIIIT!!!!"
>Anon you are a genious
>You see her getting up
>Next thing you know, you're lying on the ground with the wind knocked out of you
>She doesn't seem to care as you are immediately bombarded with words
>"Oh my goodness. Anon, do you really have some extra tickets? It would mean the world to me if I could go see them one more time"
>Before you get some air back in you, you manage to wheeze
"I was kidding "
>Fluttershy gives you a disappointed "oh" before giving you a light kick in the ribs
>Fucken Fluttershy
>Only a few more minutes


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>You feel a light amount of nervousness, and why wouldn’t you be?
>Up until now, the only one of these mares whose immediate family you have actually met is Applejack
>Big Mac is fairly quiet, but you wouldn’t want him to catch you foolin’ with his sister
>You usually feel his presence about you at the farm
>You can’t really blame him though
>Some 30 year old alien guy, creeping around the farm where a young filly and her friends play; It’s a surprise that you’re even allowed there
>If Rainbow’s brother is even half as protective as Big Macintosh, you might have a problem. “So what’s he like?”
>”Huh?”
“Rainbow’s brother’’
>Fluttershy starts
>”Well, um he’s kind of a bright pony and he’s a lot like Rainbow Dash.”
>You’re still not quite sure how to feel about it
“Is there anything else?”
>”Not that I remember”
>You thank her for her time.
>A short while later, the train arrives
>The rumbling of the train is replaced by a high pitched screech as the metal behemoth comes to a stop
>The conductor calls out on the intercom
>”Now entering Ponyville, please remember to take all of your belongings and we thank you for riding with Unicorn Pacific. We hope you have a wonderful day”
>A few dozen ponies rush off of the train, some little colts and fillies hug up against their parents when they see you.
>Understandable
>You’re not sure who you’re trying to find, until you heat a loud scream
>”EEEK!!!” blares a stallion’s voice, “Is that you, Fluttershy?”
>From a part of the train that you didn’t check, you see a pair of stallions
>One of them is an earth pony who has a caramel colored coat with a short, black mane. A pair of spectacles adorn his face, a bright glare blocks his eyes from view
>The other is blue pegasus and has an assortment of colors running from the top of his head, down to his shoulder blades
>They run towards the yellow pony for a reunion
>”It’s so good to see you”
>They turn to you and the rainbow steed looks semi-surprised, his companion, not so much.
>Work back home had taught you how to read faces like a book, and this one was faint but it it definitely wasn’t good
>The brown pony nods to you and says ”You must be anon”
>“Rainbow Dash has told me so much about you”
>Dash’s brother is still eyeing you
>You could already tell that this isn’t going to end well
>You make a note to get some beer on your way back, sure hope he's a drinker
        >The ponies converse for a bit before Fluttershy decides to part ways
        >”You mind if I go ahead for a bit? There’s still that one teensy thing I have to take care of”
        “Go ahead, I trust you know how to get in?”
        >She nods
        >”Twilight told me”
        >With that, she bids the group a Deus and begins trotting in the direction of your home
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    have this for a while
    >The ponies converse for a bit before Fluttershy decides to part ways
    >”You mind if I go ahead for a bit? There’s still that one teensy thing I have to take care of”
    “Go ahead, I trust you know how to get in?”
    >She nods
    >”Twilight told me”
    >With that, she bids the group a Deus and begins a brisk trot in the direction of your home
    >You and a child are now left with two ponies that you know nothing about
    >The brown stallion breaks the silence
    >“So…what is it that you do for a living?”
    >You look at him, the glare of the sun has yet to escape his glasses
    >Better not tell them that you’re a soldier for hire, they might not like that
    “I pick apples and do part-time work in public safety”
    >Not a complete lie


>The Pegasus butts in
”Wow, whoever trained you must be really proud right about now”
>You decide that he must still be trying to get used to the idea of some alien dating his sister
“But I also work on an apple orchard when I don’t have anything
>”Bet they have you climbing the trees”
>Deep breath
>This was going to be a long dinner

>Walking resumes only to be interrupted by Scootaloo
>”Yo Anon, thought your house was down that way”
“I know, but we need to give Fluttershy some time, plus it’s pretty beautiful outside”
>Soon you find yourself outside of a wooden structure
>Filthy Rich’s General Goods
>You remember that there was something you needed to buy
“This will only take a second”
>Once inside, you head to where the liquor is, making sure to grab whiskey, a few beers, and if he’s anything like Dash, some cider will do wonders
>A nice amount of pocket money later and you are walking outside with three paper bags
>Randy was cool enough to take one off of your hands, and once he saw the contents of the bags, so was the other Rainbow twin
>Without thinking, you take the route that you normally do when you want to head back home
>In front of a nearby alleyway
>You stop and recall the events of that night
>The three depraved assholes, the beating, and worst of all, the ensuing nightmares that Dash was having
>There’s a shudder down your spine
>You want walk past the alleyway but find yourself unable to do so
>At least until a voice snaps you cak to reality
>”Are we going or what”
“oh yeah, sorry”
>The detour tacks on about another five minutes to your trip and you arrive at your house and fish a key from your pocket, knowing that Fluttershy had used the spare that you left
**creak
>Your party enters to find that there’s no signs of a pony or a dog