- >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]

