(FR) Deafness in Equestria - One Shot

>Day Deafness in Equestria

>Wake up to the bright, yellow sunshine that graces Equestria.

>Rubbing the sand out of your eyes, the grass is green, the birds are flying freely and the trees are in full bloom.

>You've been able to train yourself to wake up at this time of day fairly consistently.

>Since you lost your hearing on Earth.

>Being transferred to Equestria was difficult. Most older mares and stallions had a chance of becoming hard of hearing, but rarely completely deaf.

>Teaching them sign-language wasn't really an option either.

>That would have to be one lesson that Twilight would have to deal with failure.

>After a good stretch, you begin your morning ritual.

>Shower, Shit, Shave.

>You head downstairs to grab your morning bowl of Sweetie O's.

>One thing was always sure about your morning ritual, you never really had to worry about disturbances.

>Never having visitors meant that there was always peaceful solitude.

>You wouldn't even hear if there was a massive pony orgy right outside your window.

>However, something felt off.

>The hairs on the back of your neck stood up.

>The unmistakable feeling of forgetting something pestered your thoughts.

>The unnerving feeling of being watched crept into your soul.

>You do your best to disregard it and enjoy your breakfast.

>Something touches your shoulder.

>Kung-Fu mode kicks in, grabbing the unknown entity and slamming them into the nearest wall.

"Oh, Hi Fluttershy."

>Fluttershy slides down the wall dazed and confused. She must have closed the door on her way in.

>She stands up and hides her face behind her mane. Her hair and face seem to move, and she stares at you.

"Uh, I won't understand you unless I see your lips Fluttershy. I can't mind read."

>"Oh... um... sorry. It's just you never answer your door in the morning when I come to check on you, and... well. I was worried that something might have happened to you."

"Oh, well thanks! I never hear if I have visitors, so this means you must be the first."

>She buries her face into her hair again to hide the pink on her face.

"Can't hear you."

>"Oh... yes. Well, um. I just wanted to know if ... your ..."

>You haven't lip read these words before.

"Uh. Can you say that again please? Maybe slower"

>"Um. I wanted to know if sunrises was your ..."

>Her face glowed in anticipation for your answer. She moved closer to you with the cutest smile on her face.

"I'm sorry, one more time? I didn't catch the last part."

>"Are surprises your ...ish?"

>'Are surprises my relish?' No that can't be right.

>'Are sunrises moonish?'

"Silly Fluttershy, sunrises don't have anything to do with the moon."

>She looks at you confused.

>"No anon, are sur-prises your ...-dish"

"How can surprises be my favorite dish. Surprises aren't food."

>Unless it's a Pinkie Pie surprise anyway.

>"No, no, no!"

>She stomps her front hooves on the ground and thinks for a second.

>Adorableness of this attitude can only exist on Equestria.

>She takes a deep breath, and puts brings her hooves to your face.

>"I want to make doves with you."

"Uh... We should let doves do that on their own Fluttershy."

>Maybe she is a crazy animal pony.

>"I want you, to count me."

"Uhm. Okay."

>Her face lights up and she begins to dance through the air.

>You point at her with a proud smile on your face.

"One."

>She stops to stare at you, and lets out a dejected sigh.

>Slowly making her way to the door, you can't let this poor pony go.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Please one more try. I'll get it, I promise. Make it easy. Like for a little filly or colt."

>Turning to you, with very hope left in her face.

>"I. Would. Like. To. Sweep. With. You."

>'Oh Shit.'

"I would love that Fluttershy."

>Her face is filled with disbelief.

>"Really?"

"Yeah, a lot."

>Lightning speed into the next room.

>You grab a maid outfit and your broom and dash back to your kitchen.

>For 'just-in-case' sexy time celebrations.

>Trying to conceal Excalibur with the broom, you renter the kitchen.

>Her smile fades when she sees the broom.

>"No, no, no... Not Sweep! Just forget it anon. I'm sorry I bothered you.

"No Fluttershy please! Maybe we could just clean up the kitchen a bit and try again."

>"This was a mistake. I'm sorry I came over."

>She flies out of the house and the door leaves a silence after it is shut.

>The Sweetie O's weren't sitting well any more.

>Might as well clean up anyway, since it's a brand new day.

>But you just really wish you could be,

>Fucking Fluttershy.