Title:           [Theme: Fire] By the Fire
Author:          Etiquette
Pastebin link:   http://pastebin.com/vi0sF8NE
First Edit:      Wednesday 5th of December 2012 12:58:41 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Wednesday 5th of December 2012 12:58:41 AM CDT

>Day camping in Equestria.
>Wake up.
>Shit, shower, shit, shave, shit.
>Shouldn't have eaten all those bean tacos last night...
>About to head to the kitchen when there's a familiar sound at your door.
>Go over and open it.
>Oh boy! It's Fluttershy! You're ecstatic to see her!
>Not.
>You notice Applejack and Rainbro with her as well.
>At least she can't try anything funny.
What's up, girls?
>"Oh, w-well, umm... You s-see... I... We..." Fluttershy stammers.
>Rainbow rolls her eyes and pipes up. "Fluttershy here wanted to invite you to go camping with us tonight. Right, 'Shy?"
>Fluttershy is visibly shaking. "I... I... I... Umm... Y-Yes..." She blushes.
>Now it's your turn to roll your eyes.
Who is "us" anyway?
>"'Us' means all'a us, sugarcube. Twi, Rarity, Pinkie, and us." She gestures to Rainbow and Flutters.
>You sigh. As long as it's not just you and Flutterbutt, you might as well. It might even be fun.
Alright, sure. What time?
>"Don't chu worry yer pretty little head, sugarcube. We'll come git yah when it's time."
>For some reason, you get a bad feeling in your stomach.
>The three start to leave, and Yellow Quiet makes a concerted effort to waggle her plot on the way out.
>That doesn't help your stomach any.
>If she's trying to be sexy, she's doing a poor job.
>You just slam the door in annoyance.
 
>Nighttime rolls around and the same three mares come around to collect you.
>They lead you into the woods to a roaring campfire where Twilight and Pinkie are sitting on nearby logs.
>Twi is tending to the campfire and Pinkie is setting out bars of chocolate.
>"OhHiAnon,It'sSoGoodToSeeYou! IHopeYouLikeSweetsCauseIBroughtALot!"
>You barely make out her words as she proceeds to take out some graham crackers.
>"Did you bring the marshmallow fluff, Fluttershy?" Twilight asks.
>"O-Oh, yes." She takes out a pillow-sized bag of marshmallow from her saddlebag.
>Everyp0ny begins stacking up their creation, toasting it in the fire.
>Fluttershy feeds you hers.
>You allow her to. She couldn't have drugged the whole bag, and she'd already eaten one and looked fine.
>You bite down, delicious flavor flooding your mouth.
>You've never tasted marshmallow so good in your life.
>That reminds you.
>That marshmallow bag seemed awfully big.
>And didn't Applejack say that all the elements would be here?
>There's only five.
Fluttershy... Where's Rarity?
>She grins.
>"Are smores your fetish, Anon?"
 
[spoiler]> Your eyes grow wide and you start spitting the treat back up.
Fluttershy, why?
>You start to cry.
>"Dahling, what IS all this blubbering about?" Rarity asks snidely as she saunters up the hillside to the campsite.
>You look up in disbelief and run over to her, embracing her in a hug.
I thought you were-
>"Going to arrive without this très chic camping bag? I think not!" she interrupts.
>You wipe your tears and turn on Fluttershy in a rage.
>"So I guess practical jokes aren't your fetish either?"
>Fucking Fluttershy.[/spoiler]