Title: Spaghetti Sparkle 18 - Fluttershy Author: bettyspaghetti Pastebin link: http://pastebin.com/WrzASrbi First Edit: Sunday 8th of April 2012 11:19:26 AM CDT Last Edit: Sunday 8th of April 2012 11:19:26 AM CDT Spaghetti Sparkle 18   Previous Chapters: http://pastebin.com/u/bettyspaghetti   For the uninitiated, half of Spaghetti Sparkle also takes place on: DeviantART: http://spaghettisparklechan.deviantart.com/   >you're in front of Fluttershy's friendly little home >Rainbow Dash suggested you should go to Fluttershy to get fixed up >you tell her it was nothing >she didn't break any bones >her punch wasn't that powerful either >she must have pulled it >what a bro >she threatened to punch you again though if you didn't go to Fluttershy's >you still didn't want to go, even to get one of Twilight's friends back >Rainbow promised to be your guardian angel again   >you pass through the front gates >there's animals everywhere >it's the closest thing to a zoo in Equestria >it smells like a zoo too >why do you always preoccupy on smells? >a falcon swoops you >holy shit >oh yeah, mostly everything is friendly in Equestira >you wonder if she has many dogs >you'd rather not think about it   >you knock on the door >what a twist of circumstances >something tugs at your pants >you look over to see a Pink and Yellow blob >fucking Fluttershy   >FS:"Oh... heeeyy Anon. I didn't see you there." You tugged on my pantleg. >FS:"Ohhh yeah. Well, do you want to come in and sit on my bed and talk about our problems?" What? >FS:"Coffee?" No, I just had lunch. >she grasps for another thing to say >she looks at the fresh blood stain on your shirt >FS:"Oh no! You have an owie~ Let Fluttershy take care of it." *sigh* Okay.     >you're on Fluttershy's bed >she's giving you a check up >you thought you already went over the doctor fetish >she hands you some painkillers >FS:"Take these. It'll help with the pain." >nope I'll take them at home. >she doesn't react, either because they're harmless or because she's improved her poker face >FS:"Okay Anon, what brings you to my most humble of abodes?" It's Twilight. She thinks I've broken up with her and-- >FS:"You were dating??!!" Yeah, we -are- dating. >FS:"Oh, excuse me." >you give her a grumpy look >sheepish smile activate!   >FS:"Sooo.... what was it about Twilight? Oh yeah. I came here to ask you to go try to talk some sense into her and try to be friends again. She really needs it right now. >FS:"What happened?" She has something like an imaginary friend that's, like, more real than an imaginary friend? I'm not to sharp on the details but-- >FS:"A tulpa?" >why does everyp0ny know about these things? Yeah, that was it. She made one of those and it won't leave her alone. >Fluttershy can't look you in the eye and seems to be hiding something >she keeps looking into an empty section of her room >fucking really? You have one too huh? >FS:"Not just that Anon... come... follow me.   >Against your better judgment, you follow her into a dank stairwell >on the walls, there are detailed drawings of animals >ones you might expect in a taxonomy textbook Wow Fluttershy, you're a really good artist. >FS:"T-thanks..." >you arrive at the bottom of the stairs and she opens the door >this reveals a large room with very limited lighting >there's a desk with a tablet PC on it >you see huge stacks of paper and books on the ground >there's an industrial sized printer in the corner of the room     >FS:"Not only do I have a tulpa of you Anon, but I also write and draw comics of our sexual adventures." No way. You're that manga artist? Snugglesniffle--something? >she turns her head so that you can't see her face >FS:"...Yes..." >it suddenly becomes abundantly clear that Fluttershy isn't the one to snap Twilight out of her delusions >there's a huge stack of freshly printed ero-manga >you grab one and peel it open >sure enough, its a manga of you getting it on with... BLOSSOMFORTH? BLOSSOMFORTH? >you blurt out >FS:"Y-yeah, she asks for commissions all the time. She's a human-fetishist of course." >you remember the human-fetishists >they used to crowd around your house and demand you come out >Rainbow Dash saved you from that >then you fell in love >you realize Fluttershy is probably queen of human-fetishists So uhh... how're the... um... human-fetishists doing? >FS:"A lot of them moved to Ponyville." Oh, that's nice-- WAIT WHAT? >FS:"Well, it only makes sense." >she's right Is that the reason why everyp0ny around seems to know about this tulpa thing? >FS:"Oh Anon?~, every human-fetishist knows what a tulpa is, whether they have one or not."   >you begin to wonder how many of these p0nies have invaded your privacy to make their tulpas more genuine And... Blossomforth has a tulpa too I'm guessing? >FS:"No, I don't think she does. She doesn't need one since she... uh... did it with you and Rainbow. I'm still quite jealous about that." I see. >she did leave her husband, Thunderlane, because of her fetish though >first you ruin friendship through the internet, now love through fetish fuel >what the fuck is going on? Can I get a copy of all these manga? I'm sure Dash and Twilight would find them very interesting. >FS:"I'm pretty sure Twilight has all of them already." >ah yes, Twilight. Why you're here   >It's time to make friendship blossom forth >this should be easy I know you're probably not the best pony to talk Twilight out of her... tulpa. But she still needs help. She still needs a friend. She still needs kindness. She still needs you. >Fluttershy looks flattered but unconvinced >FS:"I don't know... it's been so long and we haven't--" Here, let me show you. >you grab her by the fore-hoof and drag her to her computer >you type in the URL for deviantART and look up Twilight's profile See? She needs your help and-- >wait, she updated it >there's a journal entry for when you broke up and one for when you showed up at her window   >there's a new AMV   http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gx0xTcJl6VI   >it's shitty and kind of funny at times, but it gets you misty eyed at the very end >Fluttershy is a just a pink and yellow blob to you, right now >you're reading her latest post >you find out she's sick with pony flu >your heart drops I gotta go. She's sick. I need to-- >FS:"Wait Anon, I'll take care of her." Really?! That's great!! I'll just-- >FS:"No Anon. You stay put. She's not ready for you yet." >she's getting really excited about taking care of another pony in need >while she's packing her saddlebag you walk up to her >you still want to go to make sure Fluttershy doesn't exacerbate the tulpa problem, but you understand >you grab Fluttershy by her mane Listen here. If you so much as think about a tulpa, let alone talk about one, in Twilight's presence, I will hurt you. >FS:"Is that your fet--" No. I'll also burn down this fine home of yours, like you did mine when we first met. You got that? >FS:"Pyromania wasn't your fetish. I'm SO SORRY!" >she's crying YOU GOT THAT? >FS:"...yes..."   >you go home and rest. It's been a long day. >you decide to take those painkillers >they were horse tranquilizers and you go into a drug coma for a day and a half >fucking Sluttershy   ~~~END PART 18~~~ Spaghetti Sparkle's version of events:   COMING SOON! STAY TUNED!