A Fluttershy Story - Part 1

>I wake up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat

“Damn insomnia…”

>I force myself out of bed and turn on the lights

>I exit my room, walk into the kitchen and grab a pack of fruit snacks

>Living on minimum wage sucks, but it’s better than nothing

>I walk back to my room, opening the fruit snacks as I walk

>I sit down on my bed and begin reflecting on my life

>I check the date on my alarm clock

>January 11

>Exactly two weeks since my aunt died

>I look up at my dresser, and lock eyes with the last gift she ever bought me for Christmas

>A Fluttershy plushie from Build-a-Bear

>I never told her I was a fan of the show, but somehow she knew

>Having finished off the fruit snacks, I throw the wrapper into the trashbin on the other side of my room

>I get up and grab the plushie, squeezing into a tight hug

>It has a strange but comforting warmth to it

>I squeeze it harder

>I place the plushie in my bed, and turn out the light

>I crawl into bed with the plushie, covering myself and it with the blankets

>Another tear escapes my eye

>I begin to fall asleep

>Suddenly, the plushie seems to grow bigger, and I become more tired

>My eyes are already halfway closed, and I can’t gather the strength to open them.

>Out of nowhere, a small noise

>Poof

 

>The plushie seems to have grown at least two times its original height

>It feels… more comfortable, and warmer…

>I tighten my grip and snuggle harder

>The hair of the plushie rubs against my nose

>Strange, the hair feels thicker and more life-like

>I begin crying again

>As soon as I let out a sniffle, the plushie begins to move, rolling around in my bed

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>What’s going on? Plushies aren’t sentient creatures!

>I now realize that this is not a plushie anymore, but a living entity

>My eyes shut, and the being stops moving

>I feel breath on my face, meaning the creature is now facing me

>The breathing is light and faint, but it’s there

>Slightly scared, but too tired to really notice, I gently increased the strength of my grip

>I thought to myself “I have to be hallucinating”

>That sounds plausible. There’s no way a plushie can grow and move

>Now under that assumption, I move my head slightly forward and kiss the plushie

>Or, what I thought was the plushie

>A soft, gentle and kind-sounding voice comes from in front of me

>”Oh! Thank you!” It says

>Still groggy, I respond, not being able to comprehend what just happened.

“You’re welcome.”

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>My eyes open wide, and I jump out of bed, startled beyond belief

>Fluttershy was right there in front of me

 

>A vast amount of emotions were running through me

>I have no idea how to feel.  Should I respond?

>Fluttershy looks at me with a concerned look

>Well, I can’t avoid talking to her for much longer

>With my body shaking, I manage to get a response out

“Um… hi there.”

>Well, that was fucking weak

>”Hi.” She says. Her gentle voice calms me. “My name’s Fluttershy. I’m sorry if I startled you.”

“That’s an understatement.  You did more than just startle me.”

>”Oh,” she says with a sad tone. She tries to hide her face in shame with her front legs

“No! No! I didn’t mean it that way, I’m sorry, it’s just…”

>”Just what?”

“Well, I’ve never met something… or someone…  like you before.”

>”Really?”

“Yeah.”

>I sit down on my bed and look directly at the small pony

>Her fur is just as it was in the show, a vibrant but soft yellow

>Her mane is the same, too, a bright but calming pink

>I could just hug her right about now

>”What’s wrong?” she says

>An overwhelming amount of happiness has developed inside me

>Tears of joy begin bursting through my eyes

>I no longer cared that she just randomly appeared

>I was just happy that she was here with me

 

“Nothing. Nothing’s wrong. In fact, I don’t think I’ve ever been this happy.”

>I sniffle.

>I reach my hand out to pet her mane, but she hesitates and moves backwards

“Don’t worry, I’m not going to hurt you.”

>This reassures her, and she moves back forward

>I move in closer, and make contact, laying my hand on her forehead

>Holy shit, her fur is soft.

>It feels like a combination of velour and a new fleece blanket

>I move my hand back and forth like a brush

>She seems to enjoy the petting, as she wiggles her left ear

>I move my hand to her ear and scratch behind it

>She giggles and squees with delight

>I scratch under her chin, and she laughs

>”Be careful.” She says gently. “I’m very ticklish.”

>[d’awwing internally]

>I take my other hand and bring it to her back, petting her wings that are folded down onto her body

>Much like the rest of her fur, her wings are soft and pleasant to the touch

>”Forgive me for forgetting, but I haven’t asked you your name” she says

“Anonymous. My name is Anonymous, but you can call me Anon for short.”

>She giggles again. “That’s a silly name!”

>I chuckle and grin

“Fluttershy?”

>”Yes? “ she replies

“Would you mind if I gave you a hug?”

 

>She looks at me with a surprised expression on her face, but she quickly adds in a smile

>Her face lights up like a city at nighttime.

>”Oh, no! I wouldn’t mind at all!” she exclaims enthusiastically

>My heart begins beating faster

>She’s still slightly nervous, so she moves slowly towards me, but the whole time, she’s smiling

>She jumps up on her two hind legs and wraps her two front legs around my neck

>I wrap my arms around her

>Her face is directly in front of me, and she’s looking me right in the eye

>”I… I feel so comfy…” she says

>Oh, God, she’s adorable…

“I do, too.”

>I tighten the hug, pulling her in closer

>She jumps off her hind legs and puts them around my hips

>Much like a small child sitting in a parent’s lap, her legs don’t wrap all the way around my waist

>She brings herself in closer, putting her chest against mine

>I can now feel her heartbeat, and it’s in tune with my own

>Her turquoise eyes gaze into mine

>We both smile and hug tighter

>Ever since the death of my aunt, I haven’t felt at peace, but that changed with this moment

>With this moment, I felt happy

>Fluttershy’s eyelids begin to droop, as do mine

“Maybe we should think about going to bed.”

>She nods in agreement, and she releases her grip

>I pull up the blankets, and we both crawl underneath the covers

>Our heads made contact with the pillow at the exact same time

 

>I look at her, and she looks back at me

>She seems incredibly happy

>I put my hand onto her and begin rubbing her cheek

>She smiles and giggles again

>Could she get any cuter?

>I know I’d have to ask her about how she got here eventually, but for now, I just wanted to take in this moment

>I smile, and give her a quick kiss on the snout

>She blushes

>”Thank you, Anon.”

“You’re welcome.”

>She moves closer, obviously wanting to snuggle more

>I happily oblige, and wrap my arm around her

>For a solid five minutes, we just laid there, staring at one another

>I could only imagine what she was thinking

>She continues to smile, and I continue to smile

>We just lay there, in bliss

>I finally break the silence

“May I just say that you are the cutest thing I’ve ever seen in my life.”

>She immediately changes her expression. She looks stunned for a moment, then happy the next

>”That… that’s the sweetest thing anyone’s ever said to me!” she replied enthusiastically

“It’s true, and don’t you ever forget it.”

>Her smile grows larger, and she moves in closer

>I kiss her on the snout again

>She thanked me again, and shut her eyes. Within seconds, I heard soft snoring

>I shut my eyes, too, and I was out like a light.

 

>Even in my sleep, I could still feel her there

>I could feel every breath she took

>And it made me happy

>Although, I was curious as to how she got here in the first place

>But that issue could wait. That could wait forever

>As long as I had her, I was happy

>I woke up a few times in the middle of the night, and much to my delight she was still there

>Each time I woke up, I pat her softly

>Each time, she responded with a smile

>Even in her sleep, she knows I’m here for her

>I woke up one more time later on in the night, and a thought came to mind

>Will she have to return to where she came from? Will she have to leave?

>I pushed that thought away, still high on the peace that came from the presence of Fluttershy

>Right now, I don’t care if she’ll eventually have to leave

>All I care about now is this moment, and the fact that she’s here

>I closed my eyes once more, and I fell back asleep

 

>Even though I’m still deep in slumber, I feel something tickling my nose

>This provokes my sleep, and I begin to wake up

>I moan and hear a small voice

>”Good morning, sleepyhead!” Fluttershy says in her normal soothing voice

>I open my eyes, and sure enough, Fluttershy is right there, lying down on her stomach, looking right at me

>She nuzzles my nose, to which I respond with a smile

“Morning, Fluttershy. How’d you sleep?”

>”Really well, especially since I was next to you.”

>I blush

“Aww… Thank you, Flutters.”

>She giggles in an approving manner. I guess the nickname’s going to stick

>She gives me a small kiss on the nose, and I begin petting her again

>She smiles. Even though I’ve become used to her smiling, it still warms my heart every time it happens

>I hug her, and she hugs me right back

>The hug quickly escalated into a full-on snugglefest of epic proportions

>She felt so warm, especially under the blankets, and her fur felt like a cloud

>With a few more pecks on the snout, her and I continued to snuggle

>Just like last night, we stared into each other’s eyes for a sold five minutes at least, although It felt like an eternity

>An eternity I didn’t want to ever, ever end

 

>BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

>God damn alarm clock. I thought I unplugged it for the weekend

>Well, there goes our snuggle time

>Fluttershy looks startled and scared. She doesn’t know what’s going on

“Don’t worry. It’s just my alarm clock.”

>She looks puzzled. “What’s an alarm clock?” she asks with a concerned tone in her voice

>I turn away from her for a brief moment and slam the snooze button

“It’s something that lets me know when it’s time to wake up.”

>”Like a rooster?” she asks

“Sort of.” I respond

>This calms her down, and she breathes a sigh of relief

>I get out of bed and check the time on the clock, it reads 11:30

>Have I really slept for that long?

>I turn back to Fluttershy

“Come on, let’s get some breakfast.”

>Her face perks up at the sound of the word, and she jumps out of bed

>I open the door, and she gallops out into the kitchen

>I smile at the fact that she seems happy to be here with me

>My moment is interrupted

>BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

>The snooze button deactivated

>I angrily bend down and yank the alarm clock’s chord from the socket on the wall

>Satisfied, I walk into the kitchen and join Fluttershy

 

>I saw Fluttershy sitting on the couch, eagerly awaiting my arrival

“I’m right here, Flutters, don’t worry.”

>She smiles again

>I sit down on the couch next to her and gently pet her mane

>She seems even cuter now

“What would you like for breakfast?”

>After a bit of thinking, she responds

>”Do you have any apples?” she asks

“Let me go check.”

>I get up from the couch and walk into the kitchen

>Opening the fridge, I find at least ten Red Delicious apples on the bottom shelf

>I take out four. Three for Fluttershy and one for myself

>I place them on the counter and grab a plate from the cabinet

>The plate’s a nice shade of orange

>I place three of the apples onto the plate in a triangle formation

>Something looks familiar about this, but I can’t put my finger on it

>I bring the plate over to Fluttershy and place it on the coffee table in front of her

>She immediately picks up one apple and takes a bite out of it

>”Mmm!” She says, approving of her breakfast

>I walk back into the kitchen and grab my apple

>I return to the living room and sit down next to her

>We both chow down on our apples

>I glance out the window as I eat

>The early January sun blinds me for just a moment, but I get over it.

>Looking out the window, I see the nearby Boston skyline

 

>Living in a small apartment in Cambridge has its advantages

>For one, I can wake up every morning to a beautiful view of Boston

>It’s just across the Charles River, but it seemed so far away

>That is, until she showed up

>Yesterday, the city looked like it was a mile away

>Now that she’s here, the city seems closer. It’s beautiful

>I continue to pet her forehead

>She squees with delight and looks out the window

>She’s obviously admiring the city skyline

>”I’ve never seen buildings like these! Not even in Manehattan!” she states

>I knew very well she was from Equestria, but still, it was odd to hear her say that

>I wonder if anyone else will know that she's from Equestria…

“Fluttershy, I’ll be right back. I’m gonna go get my laptop.”

>She gives me a confused look

>Right, no laptops in Equestria

>”Alright,” she says, trying to hide the fact that she has no idea what a laptop is

>I get up from the couch and walk to my room

>Opening the door, I am confronted with a very strange sight

>The Fluttershy plushie my aunt gave me is on top of my dresser

 

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>I quickly turn my head and look into the living room

>Sure enough, Fluttershy is still there eating her apples

>I turn my head back to my room, and the plushie is still there

>I mumble under my breath so Fluttershy can’t hear me

“What the fuck?!”

>I walk over to my dresser and stick my hand out to touch the plushie

>It’s real. I’m not seeing things

>[anxiety intensifies]

>How is this possible?!

>I start pinching myself

>WAKE UP! WAKE UP!

>It’s not working

>I slap myself on the face, hard

>Wake up, damn it! WAKE UP!

>I’m still here

>Still breathing

>Wait… this means…

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>This means she’s real

>This means this is actually happening

>This means all sorts of trouble for both her and me

>Well, shit. I’ve gotta confront her about this

>I start talking to myself

“You can do this, Anon! You can do this…”

 

>I turn and look back into the living room

>She’s still there, now on the second apple

>She still has a smile on her face

>But she’s still unaware of the possible danger that lies ahead in her life

>I walk into my room and put on hand on my laptop

>I’m shaking like a fucking earthquake

>I hear her sweet voice come from the other room

>”Anon? Are you alright?”

>I’m the exact opposite right about now, but I have to lie to her

“Yeah! I’m okay, Fluttershy”

>My voice cracks

>FUCK! Now she knows I’m nervous about something

>”Okay! Just come back soon! I’m getting lonely.”

>Bullet dodged, thank the lord

>I calm myself down enough to get a grip on my computer

>I tuck it underneath my left arm and carry it out into the living room

>I make eye contact with her, and she smiles yet again

>Shit, this is going to be harder than I thought

>I sit down on the couch next to her and take my laptop out, but I struggle to open it

>Fuck, I can’t do this

>I put the laptop on the right side of the couch

>”Anon?” she says. “You don’t seem yourself.”

>Well, shit. Looks like I’m being forced into this

>”Anon?”

"I’m fine, Fluttershy, but we need to talk.”

 

>She looks at me with a concerned facial expression

>She knows I’m under some stress right now

>”What do we need to talk about?” she asks

“Well… it’s just…”

>Fuck, this is going to be hard

“It’s just… I’m not sure this world will accept you.”

>She looks at me and frowns

>”Wh… why not?

“Well,”

>Shit, how do I explain this?

“Some people in this world may find the concept of a real-life, talking, pastel yellow and pink pony with wings to be a little out of the ordinary.”

>”Why? It’s perfectly normal where I come from.” She states

“But you aren’t in Equestria anymore, Flutters.”

>”I know that, but… why won’t people accept me?”

>Damn it, this is difficult!

“Some people don’t want to accept such rapid change.”

>I chuckle. That’s the exact reason I didn’t vote for Obama back in 2008.

>That laugh caught her attention

>”What’s so funny?” she asks

“Nothing.”

>”What, do you not want me here, either?”

 

>Fuck, that hurt, and that hurt hard

“What?! No! Of course I want you here!”

>She sniffles

>”But… if you want me here, why won’t anyone else?”

“I don’t know if anyone else would want you here or not, but I do know one thing.”

>She looks at me with tears forming in her eyes

“I want you here, and I don’t ever want you to leave.”

>This turns her tears of sadness into tears of joy

>She hops onto her two hind legs and hugs me, putting her head on my shoulder

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>I hear more sniffling and I feel tears falling onto my neck

>She’s crying up a storm now

>”Thank you, anon! Thank you!” she states

>I have to hold back my own tears

>I don’t see how anyone, anywhere, could not want this adorable creature to be real

>I hug her back

“You’re welcome.”

>Her hind legs leave the ground and rest on my hips, just like last night

>The dam bursts, and I begin to cry

>She manages to calm down within 10 minutes, but I’m still crying

>She removes her head from my shoulder and sits up straight, but she doesn’t let go of me

>”Anon?” She asks. “Why are you crying?”

“Because…”

>I gather up the courage needed to say this

“Because… the thought of you leaving is unbearable.”

 

>She puts her head back on my shoulder and her hind legs back on my hips

>I guess she was trying to comfort me

>Part of me wants her to stop being this cute

>Then the other part of me hits that thought upside the head with a baseball bat

>If she stopped being so cute at this point, I’d die of adorableness deprivation

>I began moving my hands up and down her back, feeling the soft fur against my palms

>She giggles and nuzzles her head against my neck

>My heartbeat increases to Ludicrous Speed

>”Um… Anon? Your heart…”

“Shh… shh… it’s okay.”

>I continue to rub her back, when suddenly I feel movement

>Her wings unfold and spread

>She begins flapping them, which starts to lift me off the couch

“Fluttershy… you’re flying!”

>She notices this and stops, lowering me back onto the couch

>”Sorry, Anon. Sometimes I get carried away when I’m excited.”

“I think I was the one getting carried away this time.”

>She laughs and continues to cuddle me

>Ten more minutes pass of nothing but solid cuddling

“Fluttershy?”

>No response, except for one thing

>Light and soft-sounding snoring

>She had fallen asleep in my arms

 

>I tighten my grip around her and stand up with her in my arms

>She isn’t  too difficult to carry, thank goodness

>I walk into my room and placed her on my bed

>I position her so her head would be dead-center on the pillow

>She smiles and continues snoring

>I cover her body with the blankets and kiss her lightly on the forehead

>She’s so cute when she’s sleeping

>I get up and exit my room, when suddenly there’s a knock at the door

>I turn around and shut the door to my room

>This could end up being good or bad

>I walk to the front door, unlock it, and open it to find my landlord, Mr. Rossi, waiting for me

“Afternoon, Mr. Rossi.”

>”Good afternoon, Anonymous.” He says to me. “Rent’s due today.”

>I forgot it was due today, but thankfully I had the money

“One second, Mr. Rossi, I’ll get the money for you.”

>I turn around, when suddenly I remember

>The money is in my room

>If I open that door, Mr. Rossi will see Fluttershy

>The secret would be out

>”Is there a problem, Anonymous?”

“No, there’s no problem, it’s just…”

>Fuck, what do I say to him?!

“It’s just… I remembered I have to go grocery shopping later today.”

>”Don’t we all, Anon?” he laughs. “Well, come on. I haven’t got all day.”

>This is gonna be tricky

 

>If I open that door, he’ll see her

>I’ll probably be evicted from this apartment

>A thought comes to mind

“Uh… Mr. Rossi? Would you mind waiting outside? My room’s kind of messy.”

>”Sure thing, Anonymous!” He turns around and walks away from the door

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>I quickly scurry to my door, opening it at what seemed to be the speed of sound

>I throw myself into my room, shutting the door behind me

>Behind my Fluttershy plushie lies a small chest that contains the money I set aside for rent

>I open it, grab everything inside, and exit my room in a hurry

“Mr. Rossi! I’ve got the money.”

>He returns to my doorway and takes the money from me

>He counts it, and gives me a thumbs up

>”Thank you, Anonymous!”

“Anytime, Mr. Rossi.”

>He begins to walk away, but he stops himself and turns back to me

>”Oh, by the way, that’s a comfy looking blanket yellow blanket you’ve got there.”

>Yellow blanket? What the fuck is he talking about?

>I turn around and notice that I hadn’t shut the door to my room all the way

>He’s just laid his eyes on Fluttershy

>”The pink pillowcase compliments it nicely.” He adds on

>Pink pillowcase? Oh, no…

>He’s looking directly at her head, but thankfully, she’s facing the other direction, so he can’t see her face

>”Alright, I’ll be off. Have a nice day!”

“Same to you, Mr. Rossi.”

 

>I close the door and lock it tight

>Fuckin’ A, that was close…

>I turn around and put my body against the door

>Sweating nervously, I begin to slide down the wall, eventually reaching a sitting position

>Mr. Rossi mistaking Fluttershy for a blanket and pillow confirmed two things

>1: He has fucking terrible eyesight (but for that I am thankful)

>2: Fluttershy can be seen by other humans

>I was both thankful for the latter and concerned by it

>Her being visible to others means I don’t have to worry about looking crazy

>On the other hand, it puts her in even more danger

>But an even bigger issue was of concern now

>How do I tell her this?

>Still sitting on the floor, my eyes begin to shut

>The adrenaline from that situation has faded, leaving me exhausted

>I see the movement of something yellow come from my room

>I guess Fluttershy’s awake

>I breathe a sigh of relief

>She’s safe with me… for now…

 

>I’m woken up by something tickling my nose

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>I open my eyes, and find Fluttershy standing over me, nuzzling my nose

>I wrap my arms around her and kiss her on the snout

“Hey there, Fluttershy.”

>She smiles and kisses my nose

>I’m actually quite surprised at how fast she’s gotten used to me

>After all, she was quite shy around new people, er… ponies… in the show

>She nuzzles my nose again

>I begin to move, and she gets off me, allowing me to stand up

>I walk into my room and check the time

>Holy shit, it’s 5:30 in the afternoon

>Have I been out for that long?

>I turn back to Fluttershy

“Are you hungry?”

>”A little bit…”

>I don’t have anything suitable for a full dinner for two, so I guess I’ll order take-out

“Sorry, Fluttershy, I don’t have enough for the both of us.”

>She frowns

“But, I can order food and have it delivered here.”

>She becomes very happy

>”Really? How can you do that?”

>I pick up the phone from the countertop

>Holding it in one hand, I open a drawer and find the phone number for a local pizza shop and call it

“Hi, I’d like to place an order…”

 

>About half-an-hour later, there’s a knock at my door.

“I’ll be there in a moment!”

>I open the door to my room and motion for Fluttershy to go inside

>I whisper to her as to not let the delivery man know anyone but me is here

“Don’t worry, I’ll come back for you in a bit. Just stay in here until I call you.”

>”Okay, Anon.” she whispers back

>She enters my room and I follow suit

>More knocking comes from the front door

“Coming!”

>I grab my wallet from atop my dresser and scurry out of my room

>I make sure to shut the door this time

>I walk to the door and open it

>Sure enough, it’s the delivery man

“Evening!”

>”Evenin’” he says

“How much do I owe you?”

>I pray he doesn’t say ‘I need about tree fiddy’

>”Fifteen dollars and seventy five cents.” He replies

>I open my wallet and pull out a twenty dollar bill

“Keep the change as a tip.”

>”Happily, sir.”

>He hands me the pizza and takes the twenty from my hand

>”Have a good night!” he says as he begins walking away

“Likewise!” I say, shutting the door.

“Oh, Fluttershy!”

 

>I place the box of pizza down on the front table

>I hear the pitter patter of hooves come from behind me

>Fluttershy’s exited my room and has come to see what lies in the box

>”What is it, Anon?”

“Behold…”

I put my hand on the handle of the cardboard box and lift it open

“Pizza!”

>Fluttershy looks at the contents of the box in amazement

>”I’ve never seen any food like this before!”

“Wait until you taste it.”

>She attempts to pick up a slice, but she can’t get a grip on the slippery cheesy surface

>I giggle

“Here, let me help you.”

>I take out the slice she was trying to get

>It’s still very hot, so I blow on it for her until it cools down a bit

>I turn the slice around and hold it in front of her

>She takes a bite, and her facial expression says it all

>She’s in bliss

>She takes another bite, and her facial expression stays the same

>I smile at her enjoyment of the food

>I take the slice back and put it down on top of the box

>I get up from the couch, go to the kitchen, grab two plates as well as some napkins, and come back

>I place her slice on a plate and put the plate down in front of her

>Then I notice something. She’s got some pizza sauce on her snout

 

“Uh… Fluttershy… you’ve got a little something on your snout…”

>She goes cross-eyed for a moment to look at the sauce

>She looks back at me and laughs

“One second, I’ll be back.”

>I grab a napkin from the table and go to the kitchen

>I wet the napkin down in the sink

>Fluttershy is watching me the whole time, sauce snout and all

>I turn off the water and walk back into the living room

>I kneel down to her height and lift the wet napkin

“Allow me.”

>She allows me to put the wet napkin on her snout and wipe off the sauce

>I do so swiftly, making sure to get it all off

>After I wipe her snout, I check to make sure all the sauce is gone

>Yup, it’s all gone

>I take another napkin and use it to dry her fur

>She’s smiling the entire time

>After drying her snout, I begin to pet her again

>She seems to like this now

>After petting her for a few minutes, we eat the rest of the pizza

>We’re both absolutely stuffed

>When we finish eating, I threw the box in the recycle bin

>It’s been a long and interesting day

>I have a thought

>A nice shower should calm me down

 

>Fluttershy has begun to grow drowsy

>The food’s gotten to her

>Her eyes are closing

“Fluttershy, would you mind if I go wash up?”

>She yawns, but manages a response

>”I wouldn't mind at all.” She says

“Alright then. I’ll be right back.”

>I run my hand through her mane, and she grins in response

>I give her a gentle kiss on the forehead, and she climbs up on the couch

>I walk to the bathroom and open the door

>After entering the bathroom I make sure to shut the door and lock it so Fluttershy won’t see me naked

>I move the shower curtain to the side, and turn on the water

>I adjust it so it’s nice and hot, then climb in

>I let the water run down my body for a few minutes to relax my muscles before beginning to wash up

>I wash my body and hair fairly quickly, and then I shut off the water

>Letting the steam generated by the shower enter my sinuses, I breathe a sigh of relief

>I open the closet, grab a towel, and dry myself off

>After wrapping the towel around my waist, protecting my privates from view, I open the bathroom door

>Fluttershy is awaiting me outside the door

>I jump back in surprise

>”Oh! I’m sorry Anon, it’s just, I feel like I need to wash up, too.”

“Really?”

>”Could you perhaps, give me a bath?”

 

“I’m sorry… what did you say?”

>”I… I asked you if you could give me a bath.”

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“Oh… alright, just let me go get into my pajamas.”

>She nods in an approving manner

>I exit the bathroom and enter my bedroom

>I open a few drawers and hastily grab the first pair of underwear, the first t-shirt and first pair of sweatpants I see

>I throw them on in less than a minute

>I run back to the bathroom, where Fluttershy is eagerly awaiting my arrival

>She smiles when she sees me

“Alright, let’s get you clean.”

>She squees in approval and anticipation

>I reach into the bathtub and turn on the water

>It starts coming from the shower-head

>I forgot to push down the pin that changes where the water empties into the tub

>I push it down and water starts rushing from the faucet in the tub

>Then, I put the plug into the drain

“It takes a few minutes to fill up completely. Just be patient.”

>She willingly waits for the tub to fill up

>I stop the water, as the porcelain-lined ocean is filled

“Now, just one last question, Flutters…”

>”Yes?” she responds

“Do you want bubbles with your bath?”

 

>”Bubbles?!” she exclaims.

“I’ll take that as a yes.”

>I reach into the cabinet and pull out the bottle of bubble soap

>The label reads “Rocky Mountain Soap Company –Bubble Bath Mix”

>Fluttershy has a huge smile on her face and her eyes are locked on the bottle

>I remove the cap and move the bottle over the tub

>The mixture pours into the water

>After about three seconds, I stop and begin mixing the water with my hand

>The bubbles begin to appear

>She doesn’t want to wait any longer

>She hops into the air, positioning herself over the tub.

>She lowers herself down gently

>Her body makes contact with the water, and she sighs with relief

>”The water’s so warm…”

>I smile while continuing to stir my hand in the water and create more bubbles

>Within minutes, the tub is filled with bubbles

>Fuck, she’s adorable when surrounded by bubbles

“Alright, let’s get you washed up.”

>I put my hands in a cup formation and dipped them below the layer of bubbles

>We’re gonna start by washing your mane, okay?”

>Fluttershy nods in approval

>I bring my hands up from under the water and position them over her head

“Close your eyes. I don’t want water getting in something so beautiful.”

>She smiles and closes her eyes

>I release the water from my hands

 

>I continue dumping water onto her mane until it’s nice and wet

>Then, I push the pump down on the shampoo container

>I rub it on both my hands and then begin running them through her mane

>She’s smiling the entire time

>After coating her hair with shampoo, I put my hands back into a cup formation and dip them below the water

>She still hasn’t reopened her eyes

>I lift my hands out of the water and dump water onto her head again

>I do this until all the shampoo is out of her hair

>Then, I reach up onto the shower wall for the shower loofa

>I grab it with one hand while simultaneously grabbing the bottle of Dove body wash with the other

>I dip the loofa below the water and quickly bring it back up

>I open the body wash and squirt it onto the loofa

>I rub it in, and then proceed to rub the loofa on Futtershy’s fur

>She doesn’t mind, but she does giggle a bit

>I guess this tickles

>I continue to wash her body until she’s completely covered in soap

>At this point, the bubbles in the bath have begun to disappear

>I begin to put my hands into a cup formation

>”It’s okay, Anon. This part I can do myself.”

>She proceeds to dunk herself beneath the water

>She’s under the surface for about ten seconds

>She comes back up with her wings spread out. There’s no soap left on her body

>She flies out of the tub and lands on the floor

>I pull out the drainplug

>I wrap a towel around her and begin drying her off

 

“I think it’s time for bed, Fluttershy.”

>She yawns as I continue drying her off

>”I think so, too.”

>We both exit the bathroom and enter my room

>I make my bed, and she eagerly spreads her wings

>She flies and lands on top of my bed

“Do you want to go under the covers?”

>She responds by flying up once again to let me pull the covers down

>When that’s done, she flies back down onto the bed

>I turn out the light, but the lights from the city nearby enter my room through the window, keeping my room bright enough to see inside.

>I climb into bed alongside her, pulling the blankets up to cover our bodies as I do so

>”Anon, I want to thank you for letting me stay here with you.”

“It’s no trouble, Fluttershy. I’m happy to help.”

>She smiles

>I move closer to her, putting my arm around her body

>She puts her arm around mine

>”Anon, do you think you could sing me a lullaby?” she asks

>I don’t know how to sing, but I can try

“Alright, I’ll give it a shot.”

>I cough with my mouth closed to warm up my vocal chords, and I sing in a soft voice.

“Hush now, quiet now, it’s time to lay your sleepy head. Hush now, quite now, it’s time to go to bed.”

>After my verse is complete, I hear soft snoring

>She’s asleep

>I kiss her on the snout, put my head back on the pillow, and shut my eyes

“Goodnight, Fluttershy.”