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- A writing contest between SwiftM0nkey and I.
- Each had 1 hour to write whatever we could think of.
- This was what I created.
- Sorry.
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- >"No means no, Fluttershy. Go home."
- >The door slams shut in your face.
- >For a while you don't bother to move; you just stare at the solid oak, wondering where you went wrong.
- >With a heavy heart you turn away from Anon's house and begin the trek back to your home.
- >A path you had taken far too many times to count.
- >How long has it been now?
- >You think it's been over two years.
- >The same thing every other day.
- >And yet you keep coming back for another shot.
- >Some desperate internal sense of optimism that makes you think that perhaps he'll take you one day.
- >Your friends wouldn't support your endeavours.
- >It's been a while since they had spoken to you.
- >At least a month, that much is certain.
- >As you walk through the trees to your home, you stare at the dirt road, steady hoof steps carrying you back to your little cottage.
- >The animals you had kept as company had all moved on; they had found homes or simply become bored with your company.
- >You don't mind.
- >It was always clear that their residence was temporary, so seeing them go didn't so much fill you with sadness as it did with pride.
- >Your little friends were growing up and moving on.
- >Something you should have done a while ago.
- >The cottage greets you, a small tired smile working its way onto your face.
- >Walk over the miniature bridge and past a bed of dying flowers.
- >You haven't had much time to water them lately.
- >As you reach forward and push open the door, you take note of the paint.
- >It's chipped in places, and peeling in others.
- >Another job for your steadily growing backlog.
- >But you'll get round to it.
- >Just as soon as you've woo'd Anon.
- >Then everything will be peaches.
- >You stand in your front room.
- >The dark corners seem colder than normal.
- >They used to hold life in the form of animals.
- >Now there aren't too many left.
- >A family of hummingbirds is somewhere in here.
- >You'll look for them later and see if they need food.
- >A noise to your left alerts you to a rapidly moving white shape.
- >Something small and furry collides with your leg and clutches on tight.
- "There there, Angel; I said I would be back!"
- >He just stares at you.
- >You've had him long enough to recognise pity when he shows it.
- "It'll be fine, I promise! I have a really good idea for tomorrow!"
- >He lets go and shakes his head.
- "Angel?"
- >The bunny gives you another hard stare before hopping away towards the kitchen.
- >You follow him, and watch as he tries to pull open a cupboard to get to its contents.
- >Drift over and gently pull the door towards you.
- >Angel doesn't thank you as he pilfers it for carrots and other vegetables.
- >He was always so much more independent than the other animals.
- >Made you wonder why he never left.
- >Probably for your cooking.
- >You smile at this thought and watch as your friend assembles a bowl of vegetables on the kitchen floor.
- "That looks good, Angel! I bet you'll enjoy that!"
- >Give him a big smile, the kind that he loves to see.
- >He doesn't respond, and instead pushes the bowl along the floor towards you.
- >Your eyes jump between the bunny and the food.
- "Aren't you going to eat it?"
- >He shakes his head and jabs a paw at you.
- "Oh but I'm not hungry! I ate this morning!"
- >Angel winces and points at the clock.
- >It's 10:22 at night.
- "Aww, don't worry about me, I'll be fine! You eat up."
- >Another shake of the head followed by another, more forceful paw jab.
- "Angel, I'm not hungry, honest."
- >Stand up and frown at him.
- >He rushes over and tries to get you to sit, pointing at you and the bowl over and over again.
- "Angel, no."
- >The bunny seems desperate at this point, and grabs his own ears, letting out a frustrated squeak.
- >You turn around and walk out.
- >Sometimes you just need to be firm with them.
- >Angel watches you go.
- >He looks back at the bowl and snarls before kicking it over and following you.
- >Ascend the stairs.
- >It's colder on the top floor.
- >You're sure you paid your bills.
- >Though you haven't worked in a while.
- >You just don't have the time.
- >Crawl into bed and sigh, thinking about what you were going to do tomorrow.
- >Angel follows you in and hops on to the bed.
- >He points at your mane.
- "Oh, I don't need to brush it, it'll be fine."
- >He points at your mouth.
- "Umm, I don't think I bought any more toothpaste while I was out, sorry..."
- >A sigh escapes him and he climbs in next to you.
- >He's warmer than your bed.
- >You pull him close and smile.
- "Good night, Angel."
- >He doesn't respond.
- >You snuggle him closer and close your eyes, letting sleep carry you away.
- >Wake up to the feeling of something slapping you.
- >Opening your eyes slowly, you see a blurry white shape stood over you.
- >Wipe the sleep from them and blink again.
- >Angel is stood on top of you, slapping your cheek with a paw.
- "O-Oh, good morning to you too, Angel."
- >He points at the clock next to the bed.
- >Look over at it, still drowsy.
- >Gasp when you see the time.
- "Eight fifty?! Oh my goodness, I'm late!"
- >You rush out of bed.
- >Angel seems glad to see this, and scurries after you.
- >He overtakes you on the stairs, even despite you using your wings and points at a sack of chicken feed in the corner.
- "I'll do that later, Angel, I promise!"
- >His paw lowers slightly; his enthusiasm curbed.
- "I really have to get going, Anon leaves for work in a little while!"
- >At the mention of Anon, Angel lowers his head and his shoulders slump.
- >Crouch down next to him and pet him.
- "Don't worry, as soon as Anon falls for me, everything will be okay!"
- >With that, you rush out the front door, not even bothering to shut it.
- >Angel will do so.
- >He's such a good boy.
- >You fly towards Anon's home, pushing yourself to get there before he leaves.
- >As his house comes into view, you see him locking up his home, ready to leave.
- >Land in front of him as he turns around.
- "H-hello!"
- >He takes one look at you and cringes.
- >"Good... Morning, Fluttershy."
- "So umm, what are you up to?"
- >"You know what I'm doing..."
- >He marches past you towards the town centre.
- "Working?"
- >Anon nods.
- >You swell with pride.
- "I know everything about you, Anon~"
- >"Yeah. I know."
- >Trot to keep up with him.
- "S-so um, want to go on a date?"
- >He doesn't reply.
- "I said: Do you want to--"
- >"I know what you said, Fluttershy. The answer is always no."
- >He turns to you, his face a picture of concern.
- >"It's always no. It's been no for years."
- >Your heart flutters as he looks straight into your eyes.
- >"Every day it's no. Please, Fluttershy, go home."
- >He seems so worried.
- >Is it your mane?
- >You knew you should have brushed it before leaving...
- >Reach forwards and touch his leg.
- "You don't have to worry about a thing, Anon; I have just the thing that will get you to fall for me, just you watch!"
- >He just stares at you.
- >A hand reaches up and wipes his eye.
- >Must have some dust in it.
- >These roads are in really poor condition.
- "You like sweet foods, so how about we go to Sugarcube corner? Doesn't that sound nice?"
- >Anon puts down his bag and squats in front of you.
- >Then he reaches forward and hugs you.
- >Oh goodness, it's finally happening!
- >He holds you close for a while and doesn't say anything.
- >You don't need him to~
- >Eventually he lets go and stands up.
- >"J-just go home, Fluttershy. Please. For me."
- >You give him a dopey grin.
- "Ohh, you're playing hard to get, I know. But just you wait!"
- >Take flight and beam down at him.
- "I'll be back tomorrow!"
- >"I know you will."
- >Turn and fly back to your cottage.
- >Anon picks up his bag and wipes his eyes again.
- >"You always are."
- >Flying back home, you think you saw Rarity talking to Twilight.
- >She sees you overhead and for a second seems like she's about to say something.
- >But she stops herself.
- >Maybe next time she'll think of something to say.
- >You haven't been to the spa with her in so long.
- >Things will pick up once you get Anon though.
- >When you get home, Angel is waiting inside with a bowl of vegetables.
- >He sees you enter and seems ecstatic.
- "Yes, I'm home early! Anon told me to come back."
- >Angel nods eagerly and points at the food.
- >Your stomach grumbles.
- "Oooh alright..."
- >He claps his paws together and pushes the bowl along the floor towards you.
- >You settle down next to him and help yourself to some of the carrots.
- >They seem to be a bit dirty.
- >Is this the same bowl from last night?
- >You ignore this thought and keep eating.
- >Angel watches you intently, pointing at each piece of nourishment in the bowl whenever you pause.
- >Under his watchful eye, you eat everything in it.
- "There, all gone; happy?"
- >He nods.
- >Giggle at him.
- "Thank you, little bunny~"
- >He allows you to pet him.
- "You're my guardian angel, you know that?"
- >The bunny just keeps nodding, albeit with a slightly more sullen expression.
- >Silence permeates the air.
- >Normally there would be the constant chatter of animals.
- >But now it's just you and Angel.
- >And possibly that family of hummingbirds.
- "You know, I think I'm finally making progress with Anon!"
- >Angel looks up at you, a pair of weary eyes looking into yours.
- >He motions for you to continue with a paw.
- >You excitedly launch into what you're going to do once Anon is living here.
- "...And we'll repaint the doors! And the back window will be fixed, and the roof will be patched up so that leak in the bathroom will stop!"
- >He just watches you talk, dutifully listening.
- >Pull him close into a hug.
- >He carefully returns it, but stays quiet.
- >You break the silence.
- "You know..."
- >A soft breeze blows through one of the cracked windows, shifting the musty curtains and scattering the dust that was gathering on the wooden floorboards.
- "I really think things are going to start looking up."
- >You shudder, clutching to your always warm companion.
- "Everything will get better once Anon is here..."
- "Everything will be... Fine..."
- The End.
- Damn, reading back, this is really depressing.
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