(FR) One Post Story Collection - 03/31/2014

Poetry in Equestria

 

>Day Fluttershy tries poetry in Equestria.

>Sitting at the table for breakfast, you place your bowl of warm oatmeal in front of you and watch the snow gently cascade outside.

>It's really quite romantic, watching the landscape become a carefully scooped bowl of vanilla, contrasting from the gentle green sea of grass in the summertime.

>You dig your spoon into your meal and bring a steaming helping of cinnamon sugar oats to your lips.

>Three quick gentle knocks at the door tear your attention away from your winter delight, and you rise from your seat with mild curiosity.

>Could it be Fluttershy?

>The timid yellow Pegasus who's heart is set a flutter by your very presence, but believes the way into your heart is through consummation?

>Surely not, for the frigid air outside would be unfit for any creature.

>With a firm pull, the door opens, revealing your guest, much like a chest would contain a treasure.

>"Good morning Anon," sings the goldenrod pony. "I wrote you a poem today!" she exclaims with much glee.

"Alright. That's refreshing. Let's hear it. "

>Perhaps, she finally figured it out.

>Pulling out a small piece of paper, she begins to read in a sweet, gentle tone.

>"Roses are red, Violets are Blue. Poetry is hard. Let me fuck you."

>You stare at the yellow pony, adorned in blue booties and a blue winter hat as she beams up at you.

>"Did you like it?" she asks gleefully.

"No."

>The echo of the door slam pierces the chest of the tranquil snowfall.

>Icy tears follow Fluttershy on her way to her warm home.

 

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Cadance Rejection

 

>Tfw you and lovepone are childhood friends.

>Tfw the two of you loved each other but were too shy to say it.

>Tfw you finally man up after all these years to ask her to prom.

>Tfw she is going with some stallion already.

>Tfw you were just a little too late.

>Tfw you resign that it will probably end sooner or later because she is young.

>Tfw when she marries him.

>Tfw Just friends.

>Tfw she has too much to drink one night and the two of you begin to frantically make out.

>Tfw she confesses her love for you.

>Tfw she can’t cheat on shining, even if she tried.

 

>”Oh hey Anon! Good to see you in the Crystal Kingdom!”

>”Yeah it has been a long time.”

>”Maybe we should grab lunch or some-“

>”Oh. Just here on business. Well maybe after all that is over…”

>”Train tickets? Oh. Well maybe I could have them exchanged? I am a princess you know.”

>”Go home to… Twilight? Oh. I see. Alright then. Well I won’t interrupt you.”

>”Sure… yeah. Coffee. Whenever you are free…”

>”See you Anon…”

>”I just wish you were by my side.”

 

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Sex Operator Fluttershy

 

>It’s another lonely night in Equestria.

>You pick up the phone.

>All you have to do is imagine there is a human on the other line.

>That’s all you have to do.

>You dial the number Big Mac told you about.

>What a bro.

>You put the phone up to your ear and you hear the phone begin to ring.

>”If you would like to talk to hot, sexy fillies near you, please put in your credit card number now.”

>You sigh at the word filly.

>After putting in your number, you put the phone back up to your ear.

>”Just one moment.”

>The phone rings, until you hear the other side pickup.

>”Mmm… Hey there big boy… I heard you were feeling a little lonely tonight.”

>Well off to a good start.

"Yeah… a little." you mutter into the phone.

>”Well mama is going to make it alll better. Mmm. You sound so sexy. Tell me your name big boy.”

>Uhh…. Shit.

"My name is Mous."

>”Ohh. Mous… Well. My name is Shy… and I’m going to make you feel amazing.”

>Wait.

"Shy? As in…. Fluttershy?"

>The line goes quiet.

>”Mous? A-As in Anonymous?”

>You go quiet.

"My place. Five minutes."

>”I’ll be right there.”

 

>Spend the next 5 minutes pulling on your best clothes, making your bed and spraying on as much deodorant as possible.

>Hear a knock on the door.

>Stumble downstairs and stop dead in front of this.

>Take a deep breath.

>You need this, Anon.

>Open the door. >Fluttershy peers up at you, wearing a lovely dress. >She put more effort into her appearance than you did, it seems.

>The pair of you eye each other up for a second.

>Then the pegasus launches herself forward and locks her lips against yours.

>Hold her up against you, a hand clutching her butt.

>Use your free hand to slam the door shut.

>Make your way upstairs, frantically making out with Fluttershy the entire time.

>You nearly fucked her right there on the steps.

>Kick open your bedroom door and run over to your bed, your partner breaking contact for a second to muss up her mane and get under the covers.

>Rip off your shirt, buttons flying everywhere.

>Your pants soon follow before you join your ‘date’ in your bed.

 

>4 hours later.

 

"Fucking hell."

>Fluttershy gazes into the distance, drooling.

"That was exactly what I needed."

>No reply.

"You alright, Flutters?"

>”S-stallions… Last 20 seconds… In bed…”

>Looks like you broke her.

>Fuck yeah.

>Humanity.

 

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Fluttershy Rejection (Hearts and Hooves day)

 

>”H-hi Anon. S-sorry to bother you..”

>”I’ve been really, really nervous to ask you… But I made this special lunch… A-and I was wondering i-if you would want to go on a p-picnic with me… “

>”Already busy with Rainbow… Oh… W-what about tonight? I don’t have-“

>”Oh… Pinkie asked first. “

>"She’s is a lucky pony… I’m sure it will be great.”

>”You need to prepare. R-right…”

>”N-no it’s fine… I have my animal friends. “

>”B-bye Anon.”

>”I suppose there is always next year… “

 

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Flutterpriest is gone for a week

 

>You are Flutterpriest

>Unloaded shotgun resting on your shoulder as you grab the rest of your gear on your car.

>With a rumbling belly, you manage to open your door and head inside your home.

>You let out a contented sigh and set your things down.

>”Welcome home.”

>Looking up, you see Fluttershy sitting on your couch with her hooves crossed.

"Oh hey. Whassup?"

>”Whassup? That’s all you have to say? Whassup!?!” she says with fire filling her eyes.

>You step backwards looking around.

"Uhhh."

>”Just where have you been young man!?!” she says, flapping her wings.

>You sigh, knowing where this conversation is going.

"I was out hunting."

>”HUNTING!?!?”

>Fluttershy begins pacing the room with visible frustration.

"Yeah. It’s just something that humans do on Earth."

>”And that makes it RIGHT!?!”

"Well-"

>”This is just too much Anon.” She says stomping a hoof.

>There is no point in arguing with her.

>You should know.

>You are the one writing the stupid story.

>Dumbshit.

>”I kept myself quiet when you began to fawn over that Cadence slut. I held my tongue when you began to neglect Office Love and A Test of Faith. I supported you when you put our first story on Haitus and when you got a ton of new story ideas that you began to talk about… but this is beginning to become too much.”

>You open your mouth in an attempt to speak.

>”Don’t even Priest.”

>I just wanna say something in this damn conversation.

>”No. I won’t even let you write it.”

>Wha-

>”No. No descriptions, just let me talk.”

>The beautiful yellow mare looks down at-

>”No trying to sweet talk your way out of this one.”

>Fine. Just talk.

>”You haven’t been writing hardily at all lately, and you are about to crack 17k reads! Aren’t you thinking of your readers!?! Arent you thinking of your fans and stories?”

"Of course I am. I’ve just been really busy in my personal life lately."

>”Then support your bump story! You’ve hardily even done that though.”

"I will I just need to get my schedule under control."

>”Fine. Then until you do… I’m gone.”

>Wait what!?!

>Fluttershy begins to walk out the door.

>You begin to type a line of her changing her mind and coming back inside, when it gets deleted before your eyes.

>Damnit.

>”Get back on track.”

"Please don’t…" you say with an outreached arm."

>The door slams in your face.

>Silence remains in her wake.

"But… you are my inspiration…"

 

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Mail man in Equestria

 

>Another day of being alone.

>The simple Ponyville mail carrier.

>You did your best to get out and make friends and talk to mares… but they just don’t seem to like you.

>Even trying to like the things they liked didn’t work.

>Mares always found you boring.

>They made sure you knew it too.

>Since then, you reserved yourself that some people in this world just don’t fit in.

>No.

>Some ponies just deserve to be with somepony.

>No.

>Some ponies just don’t belong here.

>On Equestria.

>Your boss hands you an extra parcel at the end of the shift.

>You don’t mind the extra overtime.

>All the other ponies have lives.

>They have families.

>You aren’t anything special.

>It’s just your birthday.

>Where’s this one to?

>Sweet Apple Acres.

>Alright.

>You head to the barn of sweet apple acres with the parcel in your bag, head down.

>Quietly you sing to yourself

"Happy birthday to me…"

>The familiar song they sang at the orphanage before everypony got a slice of cake.

>You could never afford one though.

>Not on what you make.

>Approaching the bright read barn doors, you knock lightly and enter the dark barn.

>The lights all flip on. And at least thirty ponies jump out

>”SURPRISE!”

>Shock overwhelms you.

>A rare smile curves on your lips and tears come to your eyes.

"H-how did you know it was my birthday?"

>the ponies groan.

>”You aren’t applejack…”

>A purple unicorn pushes you out of the barn, rips the letter from your hand and slams the barn door in your face.

>Somewhere inside of you breaks.

>Your throat seals closed and the tears fall freely.

>Of course.

>Silly you.

>Getting your hopes up.

>You should know better by now.

>Turning tail to leave, you hear the door creak open, and a pink pony steps outside.

>”Happy birthday! Here’s a piece of cake! Are you having a party?”

>You examine the pink mare.

>Pinkie Pie, you think her name is.

"Uhh.. no. Just going home."

>Her jaw drops.

>Literally, it hit he ground.

>What?

>”That’s horrible! Give me one hour and I’ll be there! You have to have a party on your birthday!”

>She smiles to you and it’s infectious.

"O-okay. See you then."

>She nods, then heads back in the barn.

>You look down at the cake, and feel butterflies in your stomach.

>No.

>Balloons.

>You trot home.

>Excited for your new guest.

 

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"WHAT WOULD FS DO IN AN APOCALYPSE SCENARIO?"

 

She would flatup panic and fall on the ground like a sheep. Then motherly instinct takes over.

>the massive wall of fire approaches your home.

>ohmygoodness.

>your hooves feel week and you curl into a ball.

>no… why today?

>you still had so much to do.

>You didn’t even give yourself to a stallion.

>You never will be able to have the foal you wanted.

>tears fill your eyes.

>a light tug on your hair, takes your attention away

>a terrified angel bunny and three baby squirrels look up at you for help.

>you open your hooves up to them.

>the fire comes closer and the screams from ponyville becomes louder.

>they cuddle into your hooves as the room begins to become unbearably hot.

“Shhhh.. quiet my little ones.”

>Angel cuddles himself into Fluttershy’s neck like he did when he was a baby.

>the straw roof is set aflame.

“Never forget that I will always love you.”

(Written from phone in about 5 minutes)