Anon In Equestria - Chapter 7.5 'Clever Girl'

>Yes… Yes, something is following you.

>It doesn’t have much of a knack for sneaking.

>You turn, you don’t see your stalker but a small bush to the right was shaking like mad.

>You stifle your 500th sigh of the day and approach the bush.

Can you stop following me?

>”Oh, um… Okay.” A soft voice responds.

>Fluttershy?

>Indeed, the little yellow mare walks out of the bush, mane laced with twigs and leaves.

>”Good morning Anon. How are…”

>Her eyes widen, she’s giving you that stare again.

>Fluttershy, you’re so weird.

Uh, Flu-

>”Oh no!” She springs up, using her wings to meet you eye to eye. “What happened?!”

What? Oh! You mean my nose?

>Actually, why hasn’t anyone else mentioned your nose injury?

>Are all of these ponies not concerned for your well-being?

>Launch poor_me_internal_rant.exe

>Program is unresponsive.

>End now.

>Would you like to send a report to Microsoft?

>Don’t send.

>”Yes! It looks horrible,” No it doesn’t… does it? “We have to get that cleaned up right away. Please come with me.”

>Fluttershy grabs the collar of your shirt with her… hooves. That is so weird. She beings to pull you in the opposite direction of your house.

Wait, I was going to grab something to eat.

>”But there’s no time, it might get infected!”

Fluttershy, I’ll beBWUH!

>She’ll have none of that. The small little mare had some power in those wings.

>It takes a half hour but she’s pulled you all the way to her cottage.

>You stop her at the front door, this was getting silly.

Fluttershy hold on, thanks for worrying about me and all but, this is a little too much. My nose will be fine

>”I only… wanted your safety. There might be a sickness on our world that your body isn’t used to fighting against.”

>Your heart skips a beat. Holy shit, she might be right.

>Food can wait.

>Your stomach disagrees. Fuck that guy.

I never thought of that. I guess I can live another 5 minutes without food, getting this cleaned up is a good idea.

>Fluttershy elicits a little squeak, your heart almost exploded.

>You crouch into Fluttershy’s little cabin, taking a seat next to the tiny couch.

>Fluttershy flies into her kitchen.

>She comes back out a minute later with two small apples.

>You give her a gentle smile, fresh apples sound more appealing than leftover cake.

Thanks Fluttershy.

>”I’m sorry if I pulled you away from any lunch plans. I was just worried.”

Nah, no plans.

>”Okay good. I’m going to get… something. To help with the cut. To stop the infection. Okay…” She gives you another cute smile and flies off into another room.

>You can hear the clinking of glass bottles as you much down on these choice apples.

>You finish the second apple five minutes later, Fluttershy flitters out with a small bottle and washcloth  the moment you do.

>Damn, getting some food in your stomach puts you in a much better mood.

Thanks for doing this Fluttershy.

>”You’re welcome Anon. Now let’s clean that up…”

>You give her a cheerful nod.

>You can’t help but feel wonderful when you’re around Fluttershy.

>She presses the washcloth over your nose.

>Other ponies have helped you but Fluttershy is the biggest culprit of kindness and generosity.

>This disinfectant smells a little sweet…

>…

>… Oh.

>…

***

>It worked! You can’t believe the Chloroform worked!

>Look at him, he’s out cold!

>Or could… No he can’t be…

>You feel Anon’s pulse. It’s moving at a steady rate.

>Good, that was a little spooky.

>Now how in Equestria will I remove these clothes?

>You tug on Anon’s shirt from nearly every angle.

>It finally begins to slip off when you pull it over his head.

>Of course! It makes sense! How did you not figure it out earlier?

>Oh, but these darn arms make it so difficult.

>After an hour, the shirt is off.

>Shoot! This is taking so long!

>You move a hoof to his chest.

>But… It’s so worth it.

>And this… flank shirt? What is it even called? It doesn’t matter, it holds your prize.

>How does it even work? Does it open in the back or front?

>Oh Celestia, please don’t let it be the back.

>Upon closer inspection you see that it does open from the front. Success!

>You attempt to fumble with it in your hooves but it requires a more delicate touch.

>Maybe you could use your…

>You can feel yourself blushing.

>Oh gosh, you’re about to… ahem, but you’re afraid to do this? Buck up Fluttershy!

>You lower your mouth to the button. Up, out, and down. That was easy.

>You unzip the zipper easily enough and pull the… clothing down enough to get what you want. It doesn’t need to be completely off.

>What’s this? More clothes?! Augh, why do humans wear so many clothes?

>Well whatever this is, it looks easy enough to remove.

>Wait… Wait it says something along the top.

>’Holla Holla get Dolla’

>What does that even mean?

>… Doesn’t matter, you’ve almost got him stripped.

>All you need to do is take this last piece of clothing off.

>And that’s easy!

>…

>And you’re going to do that right… now!

>Oh gosh, what are you doing Fluttershy? This is wrong.

>No, you’re already this far.

>You’re

>So

>Close!

>…

Eep!

***

>Oh fuckkkkkkkkkkkkk.

>What happened?

>You open your eyes, you’re sprawled out on the wooden floor of Fluttershy’s cottage.

>And a teary eyed Fluttershy is sitting next to you.

>”Anon… I…”

>Wait. Where is your shirt? Why are you p-

>No.

>Not Fluttershy.

>You don’t want to believe it. Why is this happening?

>”I wanted to but I couldn’t… I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”

>She was about to break out into a full blown bawl.

Fluttershy.

>You say with a stern voice.

This didn’t happen. Okay? This did not happen.

>”But“

Next time we see each other, we do not speak of this. This. Did not. Happen.

>Fluttershy buries her face into her hooves, suppressing her tears for a little longer.

>You find your shirt, slip it on, rebutton your pants, and leave.

>The sun has moved higher into the sky, it’s a little past noon now.

>You wish the day would be over. Today was a shitty day.

>Fuck. Why Fluttershy, why?!

>No, you like Fluttershy. She’s great.

>Whatever just happened in there did not happen.

>It did not happen.