Title:           ShitAnon's /ft/ Pastebin
Author:          ShitAnon
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First Edit:      Friday 12th of February 2016 09:41:01 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Friday 12th of February 2016 09:41:01 PM CDT

>The door shut behind you.
>You'd been talking with flutters for a while now
>she wanted to become better with other people.
>So far nothing had really worked, but this time you had an ingenious plan.
>Vidya
>"H-hello anon"
>you could see a small yellow pile, quivering in a corner
"Get up, I'm trying to kill you or anything
>a small tear forms in the corner of Fluttershy's eye.
"okay, okay so maybe not the best metaphor. Anyway I brought something new today!"
>you pull out a copy of the best game you know; Fallout:NV
>Fluttershy throws herself against the wall in fear.
>audible sighs
 
>While Fluttershy recovers from her panic attack, you set up the video games console
>This plays: https://youtube.com/watch?v=e1dsO2t7_Q4
"Okay, I've set up the game, do you think you need any help with anything else?"
>Fluttershy nods shakily
>"U-um Anon, how do I u-um play the game?"
"first you pick up the controller"
>Apprehensively, she picks up the controller
"Then you use the big round stick on the left to select what you want to do"
>"Th-thanks Anon"
>You go to make some tea, she'll probably need it.
 
>You come back from making tea to you see a wild-eyed Fluttershy, her avatar running madly from a Deathclaw
>Her character runs out of AP and dies.
>Flutters sobs quietly
>You sit down and comfort the shaking mass
"It's okay, Flutters" you whisper calmly
>God is she scared of EVERYTHING?
 
>You restart the game, while still gently cuddling the yellow pony
"First rule of Fallout: if it looks bad, shoot it
>"B-but"
"No buts"
>Flutters curls up into ball even more
>you nearly forgot how sensitive she was
"Okay, okay, so maybe not killing, that's mean, you gotta be sneaky"
>Fluttershy picks up the controller once again, with more vigour
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=COX8D_Fvp48
>Now we're talking
 
>After many an hour spent killing raiders and attempting to befriend Mirelurks, Fluttershy had stopped playing
>She smiles gently, looking infinitely more relaxed
>You wanted to stay and watch this adorable pony nuzzle buttons but it was getting late.
>You check your watch
>03:49
>Definitely home time
>Gently sliding away from Flutters you creep out the door, and into the night.
 
>You approach Fluttershy's house once again, with a new video game
>Legend Of Zelda: Ocarina Of Time
>The door is unlocked and the TV screen is still on, with Fluttershy asleep on the sofa, purring gently.
"D'aww"
>You go to make coffee and toast.
>The yellow lump on the sofa stirs gently groaning slightly.
>"Mmm...coffee"
>Flutters is awake.
>You hear footsteps from the living room, heading toward you.
>Fluttershy squeaks as she sees the gargatuan green man making coffee.
>"Anon! What are you doing here!"
"The door was open s-so I just kinda came in, I'm sorry!
>" It's okay, but just knock next time..."
 
>You were sat down on the floor, drinking coffee and munching small slices of buttered toast.
"I brought a new game this time, but if you want to cont-"
>"I want to try the new game... If that's o-okay with you"
>You give the disc to Flutters, telling her exactly how to put in the game.
> https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=fSJjexOnJcw plays
>After some clearing up, you sit back down on the sofa,with the adorable pony lying down next to you.
>The urge to stroke Fluttershy's cashmere-soft mane is overpowering
>She giggles as you gently caress her.
>Little Anon begins to pitch a tent
 
>Flutters had moved up onto your lap now, seeking affection like a cat
>You were only to happy to oblige; slowly moving your hand under her belly and gently scritching her warm fuzz
>She blushes slightly but stays focused on exploring the overworld.
>You sense the slight tensing of Fluttershy's underbelly
>The sweet spot
>You gently tickle the sweet spot
>Squeaking uncontrollably, Flutters wraps around your arm and squirms
>"S-Stop it Anon!" She giggles
>You laugh slightly, tickling her harder
>The squirming intensifies and now it looks like you have a fuzzy yellow and pink slug on your arm.
>Adorable
 
>You tickle her underbelly harder making Fluttershy scream.
>"Stop it! Stop it!"
>Obeying Fluttershy's command you place her gently back down on the sofa
After a quick reshuffle , Fluttershy had nestled underneath your arm again.
> https://youtube.com/watch?list=PLEl5CB3gzprx4FynmqZ-z0mdmkXULHl1M&v=ljRQkeH0v7A
>You're pretty sure she's a natural.
"Flutters, are you sure you've never played Legend Of Zelda before?"
>She blushes ever so slightly
>"No, w-why did you ask?"
"Just curious"
>"Oh, okay"
>your belly rumbles and you check your watch
>13:02
>Time really does seem to fly when you're with her
"I'm gonna go feed the animals and make something to eat for myself, you want anything?
>" No thank you"
>You slowly get up, joints burning and begin to head for the door, leaving an content Fluttershy to continue playing.
 
>You come back from animal feeding considerably more refreshed
>Flutters is still fixated on the game, she hasn't even moved.
>You figure she's just doing a boss battle or something
>As you walk to the kitchen you notice how untidy the rest of the house is.
>if Twilight saw this, she'd probably freak out
>You get to work clearing up the house; taking out rubbish, making the bed et al
>You figure that Flutters wouldn't mind, but this wouldn't be regular
>"Anon?"
"Yes?"
>"Can you help me with something?"
"Not right now, I'm a bit busy"
>"Oh, okay"
"Anyways, I gotta go soon, I have my own matters to attend to"
>You hear a slight sigh and a sniffle from the living room
>"You know, you don't have to clear up my house"
"No, but I want to, its a fucking mess"
>She gasps slighty at the profanity
>"But anonnn"
"No, Shy"
>"Bu-"
"No"
>Fluttershy stares at you and begins to sniffle
"Don't play that card"
>"Get out"
>You oblige, walking straight out of her house, slamming the door behind you.
>Weeping, Fluttershy once again picks up the controller and begins to play the game again
 
>It's been two days since anyone last saw Fluttershy
>You had been up to her house to apologize, but she had locked the door and turned up the speakers to maximum
>You got the feeling that you weren't getting that games console back
>The rest of Flutter's friends had been going into hysterics trying to get the reclusive pony to open up.
>On one hand you felt guilty but on the other hand you realised how much of an attention whore Flutters was
 
 
>You are Fluttershy
>Two days ago, anon broke your heart.
>It was her own fault for being so lazy, wrapped up in levelling up her character in some stupid game
>Anon had just walked out on you
>You loved him, and now all you had was his sweater and his Consoles
>You burst into another fit of tears, staining the already filthy interior of your living room.
 
>You are Anon
>You want to go say hello to Flutters again
>You knock on the door
"Fluttershy? Are you in there?"
>you hear a sob from behind the door
>"G-go away, Anon"
"Please, open the door"
>"No, m-m-Mr. House needs me to save th-the Hoover Dam"
"Please."
>"I s-said No!"
>You must have really hurt her, you've never seen Fluttershy become this reclusive.
"What have I done..."
 
 
>You are Michelle
>No, you are Fluttershy, not Michelle.
>Michelle is fighting Caesar's Legion, you are fighting Anon.
>You haven't slept, ate or drank for the last couple days
>Your stomach rumbles but you are too busy protecting the dam
>"Fluttershy, please come outside, Your friends are worried about you..."
"Fuck them"
>At this moment in time, nothing but the game matters.
>the treasured sweater lays in the only clean spot remaining in the house, everywhere else is beginning to either grow mouldy or gather dust.
>Meanwhile, you watch the end credits roll and feel accomplished with yourself
>You, Michelle have saved New Vegas
>But Fluttershy withered away.
 
 
>You are astonished by the seemingly gentle pony's response
>You lay down the card and the now-cold slice of apple pie at Fluttershy's doorstep.
>She'll have to come out sometime.
 
>Desperate times call for desperate measures
>It has been at least a week since Fluttershy had abandoned Ponyville
>You had broken down her door to find a skeletal, stained shell of the pony you once knew.
>her house is covered in dust, mold and tears.
>you pick up Fluttershy's frail body and take her outside, where Twilight gets to work immediately.
>in the barn, many of the animals are dead, without being fed for a week.
>It's not pretty, but you figure since you are the one responsible for this mess, you should clear it up.
 
 
>You are Michelle
>No, you are-
>You are Fluttershy, not Michelle
>you have just woken up after you have been shot in the head
>You are not Michelle
>You come from New Vegas
>You are not Michelle
>2277
>Michelle
>You are Fluttershy
>You are Michelle
>Fluttershy
>Michelle
>Fluttershy
>Flutter-
>Michelle
>Fl-
>Michelle
>"_____ can you hear us?"
>You can see a purple figure standing above you
>It's a raider
>It's Twilight Sparkle
>"Hey, anon, ______ is waking up"
>You see a green tower
>It's Anon
>It's a Super Mutant
>It's Anon
 
>Twilight is frantically trying to cast a wellbeing spell
>Meanwhile, you dig graves for the dead animals.
>Well this is dark