- >You are woken from your sleep be a light rapping at your door.
- >Slipping out of your bed and into your slippers you rub your eyes and turn on the lamp.
- >Slowly walking over to the door you look out window and see what you had expected.
- >Opening It you say.
- “Come to guess my fetish again Fluttershy? It’s Saturday I’m trying to sleep int…”
- >”No, that’s not why I’m here.”
- “Why do you keep- Oh, well why are you here then?”
- >She’s not here to guess your fetish? That’s strange.
- >”Well Anon, since you refuse to accept any advances from any mares and you keep yourself locked up in your house constantly, I figured you might need a friend.”
- “Yeah… I’m not interested in “friends with benefits””
- >”Not that kind of friend Anon, come with me, we’re going to get you a pet!”
- >A pet? That could be fun. It’s not like you can fall back asleep now anyway.
- >Celestia seemed fit to make your house about a block away from Fluttershy’s so you arrive at her house quick, but the walk was silent.
- >She invites you into the house and you take a seat on the couch, it’s rather small for you, but it’s fine.
- >”Can I get you anything to drink?”
- “I’m fine, thank you. So what kind of pets are we talking about?”
- >She inhales deeply and floats up into the air, you know where this is going.
- >”Now Anon my dear, I can not express my delight!”
- “please stop”
- >”It’s abundantly clear that some where out here is a pet that will-“
- “STOP”
- >”Oh okay, well I’m sure I have something you would like. I’ll be right back!”
- >She floats away into the other room and you’re stuck in the room staring around thinking.
- >Enter Fluttershy with a large clear container.
- “What’s in that?”
- >She floats right down in your face and shows you.
- >A big as fucking spider.
- “GETTHATAWAYFROMMEBEFOREISHOVEITUPYOURASS!”
- >She shrinks and flies away.
- >”I guess you don’t like spiders.”
- “What gave that away?”
- >”Well how about a snail?”
- >You just look at her.
- >”Alright, alright. Come with me.”
- >She leads you back outside and into a shed like building.
- >The squawking isn’t as annoying at you would expect, but the birds that fill the room are beautiful.
- >So many colors and sizes. You’ve always liked birds
- >”How about this beautiful blue jay?”
- >It flutters down and lands on your shoulder.
- “It’s nice, but I don’t know. What else do you have?”
- >”What do you think of this Crimson Macaw?”
- “It- it’s beautiful!”
- >It’s powdery white face runs into layered red. The crimson flows down into a tidal wave of colors ranging from yellow to blue and green. It sits perched on tree limb jutting out, its long claws wrapped tightly around it.
- >”Yes it is, he talks too.”
- >It’s a he? Neat.
- >Out from its beak rolls some noise, followed by a rough “Hello”
- >You inch your hand up to it, so you can show it you mean no harm.
- >When your finger is only inches away it puts its neck up to your finger, snuggling it.
- >Fluttershy is smiling and a you have to admit, looks a little cute at the moment, in the way that an annoyingly menacing rapist looks cute.
- “I think I’ll take him!”
- >”Oh that’s wonderful to hear! Let me just get you some stuff for him.”
- >She zips away like a lightning bolt.
- >You reach up and pet the back of his head and he begins chattering.
- Fluttershy pov
- >That went swimmingly, everything went according to plan.
- >It’ll be no time before I get what I want now!
- Anon pov
- >Fluttershy returns with a tote on her back, full of food and supplies you assume.
- “Is this all I need?”
- >”Most of it, I’ll send Big mac over with a cage for him tomorrow, but I’m so glad you decided to take him! Now you have to go home and get him settled in!”
- “What if I have any que-“
- >”Nope, you have to go. Bye Anon!”
- >The bird flies down and lands on your shoulder, lightly digging in so that he doesn’t fall off.
- >She shoves you out the door, tote in hand and you begin him.
- >All the way home your new friend chatters and sings, he’s loud but it’s fine.
- >You walk into your home and he flies off and looks for a place to land.
- >Finding your bed post a suitable perch, he lands and squats.
- “If you don’t mind, I’m going to try and catch some zzz’s”
- >He just looks at you.
- “Oookay.”
- >Climbing into bed you flip off the lamp and connect with the pillow.
- >You doze off fast, even with the bird chirping.
- >Dreams filled with exotic birds are all you have, until an usual weight appears on your chest, springing you from your slumber.
- >Eyes shooting open you see your feathered friend landing on your chest.
- “What’s up?”
- >”SQUWAK GIVE HER THE DICK SQUAWK”
- >What the fuck?
- “What?”
- >”GIVE HER THE DICK SQUAWK”
- >Oh no she didn’t…
- >Swatting at the feathered fiend, he flutters away and lands out of reach.
- >He just keeps repeating it over and over again.
- >You throw your pillow at him, but he just flies out of the way.
- >The only way you’re going to fix this is by getting Flutters, and maybe kicking her ass.
- >Opening the door, you’re startled by the yellow Pegasus standing on your stoop.
- “Fix it now!”
- >”Well.. um.. maybe you should listen to him?” She throws you a sheepish smile.
- “If he doesn’t shot up, I’m going to make Angle into a pair of gloves.”
- >She shrinks and rushes into your house.
- >You wait for her return.
- >She exits, exasperated looking.
- “All better?”
- >”All better.”
- >She leaves looking defeated.
- >Fucking sluttershy
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