Kid Anon and Mommashy part 5

>The morning sun slowly rises as the cottage invites the rays of lights to brighten away the darkness.
>You yawn, and awake from your slumber. You feel very well rested. You can Feel Fluttershy's sleepy embrace as you open your eyes. You smile, it was so warming.
>You plan to just lay there until she awakes, why ruin a good thing right? You were in the comfiest place in the universe.
>Then an idea pops into your head. Wouldn't it be great to make Fluttershy a breakfast for once? A breakfast to rival that of the gods! This had to be a thing.
>You slowly work your way out of bed and retuck the blanket over Fluttershy. You smile excitingly, and even give her a kiss on the nose.
>You creep down into the main room towards the kitchen.
>You stand before the kitchen and stare, beaming a wide smile as you raise your arms.
>What an amazing chance you have. To make Fluttershy feel loved and appreciated. To show her you amazing culinary prowess.
>Except for the fact you have absolutely no cooking skills whatsoever and don't know how to make anything beyond a sandwich.
>You refused to falter. You pondered on what you could do.
>You COULD make her a couple of sandwichs. What a great idea. Let's give the goddess that is Fluttershy some plebian-tier food, because that shows appreciation...right?
>You begin to pace. And think. And pace. And think.Pace.Think.Pace....
>Suddenly, an idea hits you. You've heard that this "Apple family" can make anything out of apples. And if a couple of ponies who are totally not as great as Fluttershy can do it. So can you.
>You grab a bunch of apples from the pantry. put them on the counter. And think of the perfect dish.
>Suddenly, you hear a very soft knocking at the door. Very gentle and low to the ground. Must be some of the animals. You sigh abit, due to the interruption, and go to gently open the door.
>Before you can full open the door, a few animal scurry inside. One of them being a rabbit named "Angel"
>he stopped and looked up at you. You could tell he wasn't happy. But then again he was never happy with you.
>Angel was probably the only negative you truly had to deal with. It started off simple enough. he'd just bug you or try to keep you away from Fluttershy. But as time passed, you began to learn and understand the animals abit better. And you began to realise they are all pretty intelligent, especially Angel. And things got worse from there.
>Angel would start pulling any trick on you, probably to make himself feel more dominant. And in turn, you would do some pretty mean things yourself. Though you both never pulled these on eachother infront of Fluttershy. Probably because the both of you knew you'd get a scolding.
>Angel's face became more neutral as he started to try to "talk" to you via movements and actions. It seemed like he was carrying something heavy back to the house but couldn't got tired. he was pointing for you to get it for him.
>You contemplated getting it, but you decided now might not be a good time to be contrary, given your current goal.
>You sigh, and open the door wide and walk forward. Only to walk head first into a very fuzzy bush.
>The hell? There was never a brown furry bush.....are bushes even furry?
>You take an annoyed step back....that was no bush...that was a bear....waving at you....smiling.
>You turn absolutely pail and walk back inside and close the door gently before sliding onto your ass and nearly hurl.
>Angel on the meantime, is having quite a laugh at your apparant fright.
>You take multiple deep breaths and try to remember that's a friendly bear, you hoped that anyway. You weren't going to let it inside atleast.
>After you recover, you notice Angel. Still laughing at you. You point at him, and ask angrily why he even did that.
>he did a motion of moving his paw up and down as he jumped and chomped.
>.....You do remember teasing him with the last carrot and then eating it just the other day. But that was because he took your blanket one night as you slept.
>You calm down, you didn't have time for this. You had an apple...something to make. You already figured arguing with a rabbit was pointless.
>You head back to the kitchen, as you pass by a window. you see the bear. He seems to want to come inside.
>Nope
>You close the curtains. You had to focus. This was for Fluttershy.
>You head back to the kitchen to ponder. Perhaps....Apple pie would do....but one, You have no idea how to make pie, and two, it wasn't breakfast.
>As you tapped your chin with your fingers. You hear a soft crunching noise.
>You look to your side, and notice Angel, eating one of the apples.
>You get pretty angry, and ask him what in the sam hill is he doing? you need every one of those apples.
>He starts to squeak in protest. You think he just might be angry that he's hungry. And wanted an apple. But you didn't want to hear it. especially not from him and swipe away the apple. And tell him the last of the apples was for whatever he decided to make.
>Another apple is grabbed and immediatly flung into your face.
>You put your hands over your right eye and grunt. The hell was that fucking for? Angel has never acted that harshly.
>But of course you couldn't understand his plight. Angel was angry because you literally showed up out of nowhere and became the apple of Fluttershy's eyes. And now, you had one hit your eye.
>Angel didn't like that fact either that you basically outrank him. It was humiliating.
>As you shake your head and remove your hands, Angel prepares to toss another apple, but you catch it this time and gloat.
>You are then quickly hit with a third apple midgloat.
>Your face is now searing red, you had enough of this little fuckface using you as target practice.
>You grab an apple, staring him down. You start yelling.
>"I got it, how about I make Rabbit Stew and stuff an apple in your mouth you little mutant!"
>You didn't know how to make rabbit stew either, but the idea was enticing at the moment.
>But Angel didn't show any fear from your threat. If anything, he was smirking. He crossed his arms together as his grin grew wider.
>The hell was he smiling at?
>"ANON!"
>You freeze in place as your eyes widen.
>....
>Your mind was frantic, you were screaming at yourself in your mind that it was just somepony else that sounded exactly like Fluttershy and knew your name was behind you. Like perhaps a professional imitator, or Satan.
>"Anon...turn around"
>....oh god no...please.
>You don't move
>"Anon..."
>You slowly turn
>Oh good god it was Fluttershy, looking as angry as she possibly could. You tried to say something. But that stare, it was...she had never stared at you that way.
>She stepped forward as you stepped back. She sounded as angry as her cute voice could allow. She asked why you would ever threaten Anypony, even moreso her friend Angel like that, who was also supposed to be your friend apparantly.
>You can only say "but..." before she cuts you off.
>She starts telling you how surprised and dissapointed she is in you for even daring to say such a thing. How you should never ever speak to anyone you care about that way. You cared that much about Angel? News to you. She demands an apology.
>You sigh and start apologizing profusely. Well no, you don't actually. You actually just try to protest and atleast tell her WHY you said what you said. But she isn't giving you the chance.
>Your head is spinning, goddamn that stupid rabbit. You try to calm down and take deep breaths before you say something you might regret. You look at Angel, who is acting oh so traumatized.
>You stay silent, You really don't want to do it. It's degrading, especially apologizing to Angel as your favorite pony watches.
>Your face starts to change back to itls normal color as shame washes over you.
>"A-Anon..y..your face? i..it's hurt? How did..?"
>Why did Fluttershy suddenly shift gears? What about your face?
>You gently tap around your face and feel a sting.
>seems your face swole abit from the apples being thrown into it.
>You now had the advantage, time for a counter attack! You already noticed Angel began to lose his confidence.
>"Angel threw apples at my face" you point towards him "And he scared me half to death before that, it's his fault!"
>Fluttershy's gaze went towards Angel. "Angel! I'm surprised at you. Being mean and violent...that's...that's not how you are supposed to treat your friends!"
>Angel began to protest. You stared at him, ha ha you stupid fucker.
>Fluttershy seemed steamed, though you could never tell by looking at her unless she was staring directly at you. She practically demanded we apologize to oneanother and stop being mean to eachother.
>You both shook hands nicely.
>Actually you both never intended that. You both protest why either should apologize, and both start to mention past events.
>Angel's squeaking and your yelling intensify as Fluttershy starts to shake, she steps back, and steps again, murmuring softly "please stop" to no avail. Only one could win this.
>Finally, Fluttershy flips her lid as her voice starts booming. You and Angel stop frozen. Oh fucking christ, you both were fucked. Even the other animals hid behind bits of furniture.
>Fluttershy angrily eyes the both of you, she yells she's had enough. That she's extremely dissapointed that you and Angel have become so mean and nasty to eachother. She tells you both that if you aren't going to get along, then she won't speak to either of you.
>Your heart exploded, and judging by Angel's expression. So did his.
>Fluttershy tells you both that she has to take care of the other animals now. And to not once even bother to try to talk to her.
>You both try to appeal to her better nature, even saying you'll apologize to eachother.
>She just walks off. You can see a tear coming from her eye.
>You both silently but angrily eye eachother.
>That little bastard. You had the perfect morning ruined by this little asshat. And now Fluttershy won't speak to you because of him.
>Unfortunatly for you, he was thinking the same thing.
>You sigh, and silently point at him as you pick the apples up. You thought of crushing him with one into rabbit paste. But that would probably make things worse....breakfast was ruined.
>You sat at the couch as Fluttershy did her best to calm herself and greet the animals. She even let the bear in after he knocked. Though from the sounds of it. Mr.Bear decided to squeal on how you kept him outside. Yeah whatever, animals are assholes.
>Angel shook his head and tried running up to Fluttershy for attention. But it was like he wasn't even there. Dumb rabbit, she was obviously serious.
>After his fifth attempt, he sighed and sat at a chair opposite of you and stared at you as you angrily stared at him. This went on for a solid two hours.
>After some time, Fluttershy started to prepare lunch. You were hungry. But perhaps you were going to have to make your own food. At this point, you were contemplating how to get Fluttershy back on your side.
>Moments later, Fluttershy holds up a plate of warm, yummy, food to you. You smile, you knew she'd go back to being her usual self sooner than later, what a sweetheart. You gave her a warm thank you.
>She doesn't say a word, she doesn't even look at you, nor Angel when she gives him a carrot. Angel didn't even attempt a single action. He just nibbled on the carrot.
>Your heart began to throb painfully. Oh god....why?
>Angel got up, and slowly hopped over to you. You were to hurt to notice him. He gives your side a gentle pinch, snapping you back to reality.
>You look at him, ready to tear him limb to limb if need be. But he's staring at you with a deadpan expression, joining his paws together several times.
>He wanted a truce.
>A truce? At first you couldn't believe he was even suggesting that, and went back staring into space thinking it's absolutely pointless.
>Angel kicks you.
>You sigh and whisper "What do you want? What's the point. Fluttershy hates both of us now"
>Angel facepalms, and tries to tell you that she isn't like that. And if maybe....just maybe...you both make it LOOK like you're friends now, that she'll probably flip easily like a switch.
>Damn, that's crazy enough to work. Maybe this rabbit wasn't as dumb as he looked.
>You nod, but you have no idea how to even begin.
>Angel did, seems he was working the entire plan out in his little head while you were sitting there moping like an idiot.
>He looks back to make sure Fluttershy wasn't watching. Lord knows she knows animal language perfectly and might see him scheming.
>He tells you through adorable actions that you and him basically need to act cheerful and happy, find something, anything that might be problematic and solve it with "Teamwork", and try not to ham it up.
>You had to ask him to repeat a few of his actions, he was not amused.
>You finally understand. And the plan is a go.
>You both start out by audibly apologizing to one another. Angel squeaking the best he can.
>boy how foolish you and Angel were for being so mean to eachother, boy oohhh boy. Maybe we can learn to beeeeee friends.
>You weren't very good at not hamming it up.
>thus it truly begins.
>You both go about the day doing things around Fluttershy together. You play boardgames, you help eachother clean the house. You "chat" to eachother on how much of a good day it is.
>Fluttershy never once aknowledges any of it.
>You step outside with Angel.
>You lean down to be level with Angel's eyes the best you could and both start throwing ideas at eachother.
>None of them seem good enough.
>Angel seemed puzzled, to him, Fluttershy was never this hard boiled. Except for that one time due to a certain minotaur.
>You both laid in the grass and stared overhead into the clear open sky.
>You and Angel sigh at the same time, looking into the sky as the sun began to lower.
>You close your eyes and let your mind wander.
>What to do, what to do.
>Idea! Infact you both seem to have it at the same time.
>Nothing says friendship more than baking a big friendship cake!
>You don't know how to make a cake, and neither really does angel. But you remember a few things from something you can recall called "cartoons"
>this could work. It...just might work.
>You both return inside, you hold Angel in tow on your arm as you head to the kitchen, you don't notice. But Fluttershy does happen a glance.
>You let Angel jump on the counter, and get a few things you can remember. Eggs, Flour, Sugar. You even get a few of those apples.
>Angel hops about grabbing cooking tools and a very large bowl.
>You get a stool to stand on to better mix these ingredients.
>You grab the mixing bowl, and stop to think. You look at Angel. "Ready?"
>He nods
>It was go time. You started calling for ingredients to mix into the bowl, and tools to try to whip up the batter.
>You mix as hard as you can as Angel opens up the oven.
>You cut an apple with a knife into small portions and mix it with the batter. Then you demand the sugar, Which Angel pushes towards you.
>You dump a ton in and go back to mixing.
>Angel holds up a carrot towards you, you stop to stare.
>Why the fuck not, you tell him to toss it in and you mix like a madman.
>Finally, you toss the cake batter into a tray and toss it into the oven.
>You and Angel high five. This plan was gonna work. Maybe the cake will be ok too!
>You both look towards Fluttershy, she was looking at the both of you for a split second before she turned away. Atleast....you thought she did.
>You both waited. Either for Fluttershy to cave or the cake to be done.
>After more time passed, it seemed the cake would be first to cross the finish line. Fluttershy appears to not have fallen for the ruse.
>You take the cake out and give it a glance over. Angel takes a whiff of it and backs off in disgust. you nearly fell over when the smell hit your nostrils. How the hell did it smell so bad? How did it taste? You both couldn't have done that awful.
>You both stare at eachother and nod. perhaps the finale to win back Fluttershy was eating the cake with eachother. It had to be.
>Nope
>Within one bite, you are almost down for the count. Angel struggles on and tugs at your shirt to continue. You both had to do it, not for eachother. But just so Fluttershy would talk to you both again.
>You both struggle and stop every so often. The sun is down and a quarter of the cake still remained. You and Angel had to drink cups of water every now again to wash it down and to prevent vomit.
>You both stare at the final remains of the cake. Angel nearly falls over as you merely lurch and moan.
>However, before you both can finish. Fluttershy begins to approach you both.
>FINALLY, Now she sees how much hard work went into th...
>She makes a turn and heads straight to her room. Closing the door without so much as a goodnight.
>You both couldn't believe it. All that work, and it was for nothing. You look at Angel angrily. "Anymore ideas? genius?"
>Angel makes a scoffing sound and points at you, he seems to mention that you didn't even have a single idea up to this point.
>You point at him and basically tell him that if you had more of a chance to think, perhaps you'd have had a more brillaint plan.
>You both huff, and head to eachother's respective beds.
>Except Angel cannot, his bed was beside Fluttershy's and the door was closed. But you had nothing to worry about as your bed was in the main room.
>You plopped into bed and moped, looking straight up at the ceiling.
>Angel attempted to slip into Fluttershy's room, but the door simply wouldn't budge. Served him right the little rat.
>You wrap yourself tight in your blankets. It was cold tonight for sure.
>You just wanted to forget the night. Maybe Fluttershy would be more reasonable in the morning. Your heart felt pretty heavy. It didn't feel right going to bed without a goodnight hug and kiss.
>Angel plopped himself onto the couch. And curled up the best he could.
>You took glances at him every now and again. He was shivering. You tried to pay it no mind, he deserved it, he was the one that caused all this.
>Time passes on, and you still havn't slept. You can tell Angel hasn't either. As he shifted position for the millionth time.
>You sigh. You atleast had your doll to keep you company. That st.....that rabbit was there by his lonesome. Probably as miserable as you are.
>"...A-angel? you awake?"
>He takes a glance at you.
>"Hey...you don't look too good over there. You...you wanna lay with me..or something? Blankets are pretty warm....I guess"
>Angel rolls over slowly. He seems to be deciding on either staying or going. He finally gets up and reluctantly hops ontop of your bed.
>You lift your blankets abit. "Here, just lay here."
>He gives you a sorrowful look, but complies.
>There you both were, pathetic husks bundled with eachother.
>The night still rolled on. And you couldn't sleep. At this point. Angel was nuzzled against you. He was still awake it seemed as he took a look to see if you were asleep at any given time.
>You began to pet him, at first it caused him to shuffle, but at this time. He didn't mind it. It was relaxing atleast.
>You just couldn't sleep. And that cake did nothing for the stomach pains that started to arise. Atleast you weren't crapping everywhere, and you were especially glad Angel wasn't.
>You decide to sit up, and look down at Angel. You ask him if he wants a glass of water since you're getting up.
>He replies by jumping and holding onto your shoulder. Not the reply you were looking for but no doubt he was bored of just being awake aswell.
>As you take him along for the ride, you can't help but feel that maybe....just maybe....this wasn't fully his fault. As you get the glasses to get the water. You start to ramble about how you feel about Fluttershy and such. You don't know why. You just ramble to him.
>You pour two cups of water and sit them on the dining room table. And let Angel off onto it.
>Angel starts to tell you in his own way his feeling towards Fluttershy.
>It's nothing too deep from the both of you. But as you both sit there. The subject slowly goes on to how you both feel about the situation, eachother, and the stuff you both pulled on eachother.
>You both weren't bad guys. Just jealous and angry for different and similar reasons. Sharing the same pony for affection.
>Eventually. You both come to a better understanding. You cough abit. Sigh, and decide to give an actual apology for everything.
>Angel pats your shoulder. He apologizes about a few things. not everything. But...it's a start.
>He makes a suggestion to cling the glasses together. to hopefully make it a start of something better for eachother.
>You chuckle as you help him lift his glass. He couldn't fully lift it.
>You both clang the glasses to a better morrow
>Cheers
>You both return to the bed to hopefully get some sleep.
>You cuddle with eachother the best you can, and say your goodnights. You even chuckle abit at Angel's squeakyness.
>As you lay there drifting, you notice something.....off
>Her door was open.
>The night faded as you both slept, and the morning light again rose to brighten the cottage.
>You covered your face with your pillow. Blah, who cared about the morning this time.
>You could feel Angel nuzzled under your neck. He never went to Fluttershy's room when he had the chance.
>You were still drifting in and out. And with luck. Perhaps you could skip this day aswell.
>"Angel....Anon...get up."
>You futilely swatted the air and moaned, whatever that sweet voice was calling your name. You didn't want anything to do with it.
>"Anon....Angel...I made you both breakfast. It'll get cold if you don't wake up...ummm..so please wake up?"
>You could suddenly smell a sweet aroma in the air as your eyes slowly opened. Angel himself began to twitch and turn his head over towards the smell.
>And there, you both saw it...
>Fluttershy's warming morning smile as she held a huge plate of apple breakfast treats for the both of you. It seemed almost ironic. But...
>"I...I thought you didn't want to talk to us anymore?"
>She frowned abit, she had never said that. She just didn't like how bad is was getting. And just wanted you both to get along. She then tells you she could tell you both were faking at the start.
>"But...then?"
>She began to smile. She couldn't sleep that night either due to how horrible she knew you both felt. Apparantly she had opened the door to get a glass of water herself, but instead saw that you both were actually bonding for real. She told you thats all she wanted to see in the first place.
>Angel hopped off and latched to Fluttershy for a hug, making her drop the plate. You couldn't even move fast enough to catch it. But it didn't seem to matter.
>Angel looked back at you and waved, essentially telling you to get a piece of this.
>And the three of you hugged. with tears streaming down everyone's eyes....however...breakfast was once again ruined.