Doors

A door
The window between
Opening, shielding, blinding
Alternative perspectives
The gateway to the truth

>The hinges creak as you open the front door.
>After locking the hot night air out by closing it, you remove your shoes and plop down on the couch.
>Work was a hassle today.
>With Fluttershy's constant pestering, you barely got any work done.
>The Apple Family pays daily and by the basket.
>You pull out the two bits and put them on the table.
>Then mutter to yourself.
"Fucking Fluttershy."
>Why does she always have to mess everything up?
>That's pretty much all she does.
>She'll come and bother you when you're doing something, and next thing you know, everything is ruined.
>Maybe it wouldn't be so bad if it were only words.
>She evolved from awkwardly trying to get your attention to actually trying some of the things she was mumbling.
>Like trying to fondle you as you nap.
>Or hiding in the trees so that when you reach for an apple, your hand meets a very tight, wet, and unpleasant surprise.
>And even switching out your bottle of applejuice with her home made juice.
>Good thing it had such a rancid smell.
>There has to be a way for you to get rid of her.
>You lay flat across the couch and stare up at the ceiling in thought.
>Is there a way to get her to stop?
>Because the law wouldn't be happy were you to make yourself a yellow and pink doormat.
>And as much as she annoys you, you wouldn't hurt her.
>Physically.
>Could it be just a phase she's going through?
>She said it herself a while back...
>That she's never liked a girl like that.
>Until she met you.
>If only you could at least understand why the hell she's like how she is now.
>Then maybe, just maybe, you could find a way to get her to stop without hurting her.
>As you ponder these great many things, your eyes become heavy.
>When you close them, a knock comes from the door.
>Who could be here this late?
>Well besides...
"Ugh."
>You open your eyes and get up.
>As you near the door, you hear Fluttershy's voice.
>Great.
>Flinging the door open, you say what you usually say to her.
"Get the fuck-"
>The sight stops you.
>Instead of seeing your porch and the front lawn, you see a view of your house from across the street.
"What the..."
>Fluttershy is talking to another version of you.
>What the hell is happening?
>You close the door and open it again, just to be certain you're not seeing things.
>The image remains there.
>Weird.
>Curious about what this even is, you reach out to touch it.
>Your hand goes flat, as if touching a wall.
>That's strange.
>Fluttershy speaks to the other you while holding out a long black object in her hoof.
>"Femanon, are double dildos your fetish?"
>The other you furrows her brow.
>"Fuck off Fluttershy."
>The door is slammed on Fluttershy, causing her to jump and eep a little.
>Whoa, wait a second.
>You remember this.
>This was a week ago.
>But what does it mean?
>Fluttershy whispers, but you can somehow hear it perfectly clear.
>"S-Sorry..."
>She turns around with her head hung and starts walking down the path.
>Tears stream down her face and she snivels a little bit.
>You might feel something for her if she didn't do this all of the time.
>The picture fades to black.
"Well that sure was strange."
>After closing the door, a bright white light surrounds it.
>When you reach out to touch it, it disappears completely.
>What in the world is going on?
>A fizzle sound echoes across the house.
>You turn toward where the sound is coming from and see a flashing white light up the stairs.
>With hesitation you ascend the stairs, not sure what to expect once you reach the top.
>The bathroom door to your right is flashing white.
>You grab the doorknob and the light is severed.
>When you open it, it is similar to before.
>A view of Sweet Apple Acres is in front of you.
>Another you is standing on top of a chair to pick some of the higher apples.
>Fluttershy is standing next to the chair, looking up at her.
>You remember this as well...
>It was a few days ago.
>She managed to stay with you and distract you all day.
>She speaks, and once again it sounds as if you are right next to her.
>"Hey Femanon, do you ever get a strange feeling in your tummy when you're with someone?"
>The other you drops a few apples from the tree into the basket and responds without stopping.
>"No Fluttershy."
>Fluttershy drags a hoof across the ground and bashfully looks down.
>"O-Oh... Okay."
>She opens her mouth as if to say something, but then just looks away with a sad expression.
>She then mumbles to herself.
>"I j-just want you to notice me..."
>It fades to black as she stares into the trees.
>What does all of this mean?
>You close the door and it disappears like the other one did.
>Without thinking, you go to the closet door and open it.
>Just as you suspect, there is another one.
>This one shows you the inside of Sugar Cube Corner, where you and Rarity sit across from each other.
>As the other you tries to discuss the latest gossip, Fluttershy enters.
>This was yesterday.
>Rarity waves her hoof for Fluttershy to come over.
>"Hello darling! Come, sit and chat with us!"
>The look of displeasure on your face is extremely noticeable.
>Maybe you didn't think so at the time, but looking back at it now...
>It was pretty rude of you.
>Fluttershy takes note of your expression and avoids your eyes as she scoots in next to Rarity.
>Well that was mean, she hadn't even done anything yet.
>And you were already treating her as if she had.
>As Rarity and you speak, Fluttershy looks back and forth between you both.
>She seemed to hold your gaze longer than Rarity's.
>Occasionally she nods to something, but most of the time she would keep quiet.
>After a few minutes, the other you stands up.
>You know why you did that.
>It was because Fluttershy was creeping you out by staring at you like that.
>After you leave, Fluttershy says her goodbye to Rarity and exits as well.
>She looks like she is on the verge of tears as she walks out.
>She speaks to no one in particular.
>"D-Did I do something w-wrong?"
>The picture goes black.
>These are really starting to make you think about things.
>Mostly if what you're doing is right or not.
>The bedroom door shines and you rush over to open it and learn something new.
>It shows you today as you are dragging back a basket of apples.
>Fluttershy is flying next to you, about to talk.
>"Hey Femanon, I think-"
>The other you cuts her off with a hand.
>"Damn it Fluttershy, if it's something stupid again then I really couldn't care less."
>She shakes her head.
>"N-No, it's n-not stupid! I promise!"
>You watch as you give her an angry look.
>"It better not be. What do you want, Fluttershy?"
>Fluttershy looks hurt by the tone that you used, but still speaks.
>"I was g-going to say-"
>She doesn't pay attention to where she is flying and smacks into a branch.
>The branch snaps off and falls down on the basket, breaking it and sending apples rolling down the hill.
>The look on your face when you realize what has just happened is one of extreme hatred.
>She flinches as you scream at her.
>"GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE! ALL YOU DO IS RUIN EVERYTHING, YOU STUPID AWKWARD AUTIST! STOP BUGGING ME WITH YOUR STUPID SEXUAL ADVANCES ALL THE TIME, OKAY?!"
>She stays flying there in the sky for a few seconds, looking very hurt.
>Without warning, she takes off flying into the town.
>She closes her eyes tight as she flies to try to prevent the tears from flowing.
>Once she is far enough away, she goes up to a cloud.
>She buries her face in it, sobbing uncontrollably.
>Her voice is heard through the cloud and sobbing.
>"A-A-All I w-wanted to s-s-say was that y-you looked nice today... How c-could I have m-messed that up?"
>It goes black and you stand there, thoughts racing through your mind.
>A loud knock booms through the house.
>You are startled awake.
>Looking around, you see you're still laying on the couch.
>It was a dream then?
>It felt so real though.
>The knock is heard again.
>You stand and walk to the door, a little bit dazed from what you've just experienced.
>When you open it, you see Fluttershy standing there.
>Her eyes are pink and puffy, like she's been crying a lot.
>She's trying to hide it, but failing miserably.
>"Femanon."
"Flutt-"
>She cuts you off.
>"No, l-let me talk. I want to say..."
>She looks down for a second and takes a deep breath before returning her eyes to you.
>"I want to s-say that I'm sorry. I shouldn't have tried to f-force you to do something you weren't c-comfortable with."
>You stand there completely baffled.
>First the crazy dream, and now the crazy reality.
>She inhales sharply, cutting the silence between the both of you.
>"Well, I guess I'll just be g-going now then... I'll see you around."
>With a depressed look on her face, she turns around to leave.
>She snivels a little bit as she walks away.
>All of the events from before and the dreams flood through your mind.
>The guilt overwhelms you.
>You call out to her.
"Fluttershy, wait!"
>She stops and looks back over her shoulder, tears pooling in her eyes.
"Do you um... Do you want to come inside for some tea?"
>Her eyes widen and she turns completely around.
>She looks confused, but a small smile slowly stretches across her face.
>"R-Really?"
>You nod and step aside, making room for her to enter.
>She snivels once again before entering with a sincere smile on her face.
>When she is inside, she turns to you.
>"I-If you don't m-mind me asking, why?"
>A light smile appears on your face as you turn to her.
"Sometimes having an alternate perspective on something really helps."
>The hinges creak as you close the front door.