Fluttershy The Brute (WIP)

Fluttershy the Brute

 

>You open your eyes to yet another bone chilling day in Equestria.

>It's still dark out. You check the time.

>6:12 am

>It's winter.

>You hate winter.

>Fuck the cold.

>You don't want to get out of bed, it's so comfortable and warm, you want to just sleep the day away.

>You know the second you get out of bed, your body is going to be overwhelmed by the cold air.

>You sit up and place your feet on the cold hardwood floor.

>The shock from the cold nearly made you just want to go back to sleep.

>Fuck the winter.

>Note to self: buy a mat to put at the side of your bed so you don't have to deal with that bullshit.

>You wait a few seconds for the soles of you feet get used to the brutally cold floor.

>Two minutes later, you begin walking to your master bathroom that you have.

>A nice two story house, you love this place.

>You arrive to your bathroom and flip on the lights.

>You squint your eyes from the sudden light you wasn't prepared for.

>Damn that's annoying.

>It's time for a nice hot shower, that usually wakes you up and puts you in a good mood.

>You walk to over to your bathtub and turn the hot and cold knobs to your liking.

>You kept the bathroom door open, that way the warm steam flows into your bedroom warming it up for when you get out the shower.

>You lived by yourself so you don't have to worry about someone walking in while in your birthday suit.

>It's not like it'll bother anyone anyways if they do, ponies are in the nude all the time.

>You like that these ponies aren't close minded about the nude like humans back on Earth, however granted there are some nude colonies.

>As you step into your shower, you're met with the perfect water temperature.

>More hot than cold.

 

 

>After about 17 minutes of an awakening shower, you walk back in your bedroom feeling refreshed.

>That did the trick, now to tackle the rest of the day.

>You change into some clean clothes, a simple t-shirt and jeans usually does the trick.

>After getting some clothes on your back, you walk downstairs with the kitchen being the destination in mind.

>You turn on the kitchen light and once again squint from the brightness.

>Time for some coffee, you walk to a nearby cabinet and grab a paper filter and a can of coffee. You reach into the draw below and grab a spoon.

>You turn your attention to the coffee pot and start the process of making coffee.

>You pull up a nearby chair from the kitchen table and sit.

>Relaxing, this is pretty much what you do during the winter.

>Everything slows down for you during the winter.

>It always has, Equestria or not.

>This is the first winter you're going through since you've been here.

>You're known quite well in the community of Ponyville, however you're not really the social type of person, The Elements of Harmony are what you'd consider a little bit more than acquaintances. They don't bother you much, well, except that bitch Fluttershy.

>Fluttershy always pushes you around. You'd do something about it, but it's not in your nature to rebel or push back. You'd figure she'd leave you alone if you don't let her get to you.

>Unfortunately, she took your act of tolerance as a sign to label you her bitch.

>No one really knows about her being that way, whenever her name is brought up the conversation consists of how nice, sweet, caring, and peaceful she is.

>If bullshit had a metaphorical sound, it would be that conversation.

>You hear an aggressive knock at the door.

>"Hey monkey bitch! I know you're in there!"

>Great, she's already started today, you don't have your coffee yet.

>You know she'll break down the door if you don't answer it. You don't want that to happen... again.

 

 

>You walk over to your front door with the feeling of regret being marinated in your gut.

>You put your hand on the door and sigh deeply.

>Alright, let's get this day started.

>You turn the door nob and sure enough it's the yellow monstrosity Fluttershy.

>"Hey there, how's my little monkey bitch?"

>Ah yes, "little monkey bitch" was her little pet name for you.

>You figure you'd just ignore the nickname and it'll go away. That's usually how nickname's work, if you keep bitching about the nickname, it'll stick.

>Apparently, not in this universe. She took that name and ran with it.

>You do your best to be nice to her in hopes it'll rub off.

>Kill her with kindness.

>Killing the Element of Kindness with kindness....

>Yep that should work...right?

"Good morning Fluttershy, how are you?"

>"Don't ask me questions bitch, now is my coffee ready?"

>She walks all over you in every way she can.

"Well I'm making coffee right now, if that's what your asking."

>"Good, MOVE IT!" she said as she barged into your comfy home.

>She's surprisingly soft and warm, she is adorable, you'll give her that.

>But what piranha climbed in her ass and had a feast?

>"What the fuck?! It's not ready bitch you got some explaining to do!"

>The sad thing about this situation, she's the only pony that bothers visiting.

"I did say I was making some. It should be ready in a few minutes."

>She groans in an irritated tone and sits at the kitchen table.

>"You're lucky you make good coffee, I wouldn't even bother visiting."

>So it's the coffee the makes her show up huh?

>Looks like you'll have to toss the coffee out of your morning schedule.

>In the meantime, just be nice.

"So Fluttershy, what's new with you?"

>"I said no questions bitch, but if you must know, me and my friends are going to Twilight's place and having hot chocolate and reading stories."

"That sounds comfy."

>"Too bad you're not going."

>You walk over to the counter with the coffee pot to check it.

>It's ready, good.

"Hey Fluttershy the coffee is ready, how would you like your coffee?"

>"Heavy on the cream and sugar. You should know that by now."

"You got it Flutters."

>"That's Fluttershy to you, little monkey bitch."

>You grit your teeth, fuck she's being difficult.

>You just need your coffee.

>What you do like about her is she has the same preference of what she wants in her coffee.

>So basically, you're pouring her your own personal blend.

>Two cups of coffee that's heavy on the cream and sugar, finally poured.

>You walk over to the table and slide the cup of coffee her way in a smooth manner.

>You have a seat across from her and sip on your coffee.

>Fluttershy takes a sip as well, you really hope she likes the coffee.

>She places it down on the table."Not bad monkey bitch...not bad at all."

>The two of you drink your cups of coffee in silent.

>You finish you cup first and decide to get a refill.

>You stand up and make your way to the coffee pot.

>Fluttershy seems to be in her own little world as she drinks her coffee.

>You make your way to the coffee pot and pour yourself another cup.

>"So, what's my little monkey bitch doing today?"

>Your nearly choke on the air you're breathing, since when did she want to know?

>Maybe the whole being nice thing is working?

"I-I....Wh-why do you want to know?"

>"Oh what? I can't know what my useless monkey is up to?"

>Okay, maybe some of it's rubbing off on her.

"I was planning on staying in today, I hate the winter."

>"That's because you're a little hairless punk."

>You ignore her comment and go back to making your next cup of coffee.

>The shit you put up with...

 

>You make your second cup of coffee, and slowly, the yellow headache in your house seems more tolerable.

>You have a seat once again and go back to drinking coffee.

>Fluttershy finishes her cup of coffee.

>She sure took her sweet time, now if she can just leave.

>"Ah, that hit the spot, not bad monkey."

>You grit your teeth, that whole monkey business is starting to get old.

>"Well, my little monkey bitch, it's time I get going now, the next time I stop by you better have coffee already ready, got it?"

>You groan in irritation as a response.

>"I'll take that as a yes."

>She stands up and begins her little journey out of your house.

>As she passed by you, she slapped your face with her pink tail.

>Keep it together Anon, she's leaving, don't lose your cool.

>Finally she's out of your hair and out of your house.

>Now to get the stress to vanish into the void.

>Time to cook your amazing omelet of orgasms.

>You put down your coffee cup and walk over to the fridge and open it.

>You grab your carton of eggs, it feels like it's practically empty.

>You open the carton of eggs only to find a little note.

>From Fluttershy saying "Needed some eggs and no, I won't be buying you some to make up for it. Buy your own damn eggs, monkey."

>Instantly, your blood boils in your veins.

>You tighten your hand into a fist, crushing a portion of the empty egg carton.

>It's early in the morning, there are no grocery stores opened in the morning.

>You have no idea how long the empty egg carton has been sitting there.

>Fluttershy sure has some nerve stealing food from you.  

 

>Okay, calm down Anon, you won't be making your amazing omelet of orgasms today.

>There's gotta be something.

>Wait! You got it.

>Sugarcube Corner.

>It should be open by now.

>Well, you could go for something sweet right now.

>Looks like you're going to have to deal with the brutal cold today.

>Fuck the winter, seriously.

>You walk over the front door and put on your shoes, your comfy coat, ear muffs and a scarf.

>That should do it.

>You grab you keys and wallet, time to head into town.

>You open the door and brutal cold hits your face with a left hook.

>The blistering cold wind along with the snow hitting every available surface on your body.

"Fuck you winter."

>You begin your journey to Sugarcube Corner.

>Just trying to figure out why Fluttershy is such a well...bitch to you.

>You never did anything to her, what the hell does she have against you?

>No matter what, you're going to get to the bottom of it.

>After about 15 minutes of thinking and talking to yourself in the cold, you arrive at Sugarcube Corner.

>It's should be open around this time anyhow.

>You walk inside the place, instantly you feel warm.

>The sweet smell of cupcakes and other excotic treats fill the air.

>You close your eyes and take a nice long sniff, then you sigh in relaxation.

>You open your eyes and see Pinkie Pie at the counter.

>"Gooooooood Morning Anon!! What can I get cha today?"

"I'll just have The Usual."

>"4 chocolate glazed doughnuts and a cup of coffee and go heavy on the cream and sugar?"

"Yup."

>What you find odd about "The Usual" is it's actually on the menu.

"Say Pinkie, why is "The Usual" on the menu?"

>"Oh well ya see...it's simple, I visited another me in another realm and she has it dedicated to a friend back on Earth, she claims they plan on bringing him there really soon."

"....Pinkie I'm not even going to bother trying to follow that logic."

>She giggles at your little comment, "It's just wishful thinking is all, that'll be 4 bits please."

>You take out your wallet and hand her the needed currency.

>"Thank you, your order will be with you shortly. OH before I forget, will that be here or on the go?"

"I suppose I'll have it here, not like I'm doing anything today."

>"Okey Dokey Lokey!"

>You turn around and have a seat at a table by the window.

>You look out of the window and observe the merciless cold.

>Suddenly, a pony emerges into view from the body shivering snow.

>The first thing you notice is the green eyes and trademark hat.

>Oh my whaddaya know? It's Applejack.

>Trotting inside like she wasn't even effected by the cold.

>She closes her eyes and takes her nice long sniff like you did.

>"Gosh Ah luh that smell..."

>She opens her eyes and take notice of you.

>"Howdy Anon! Nice seein' ya up this early."

"Hey AJ, what brings you here?"

>"Oh ya know..."The Usual". Ah love it!"

>God does everyone love "The Usual?"

"Don't we all."

>She trots over to the counter.

>You go back to looking outside the window watching the snow fall.

>Deep in thought about what the fuck you're going to do about Fluttershy.

>You could be the breaks off of her, but you're not a fan of hitting women...or mares.

>Maybe you can have a serious chat and tell her how you feel.

>...

>What are you? A faggot?

>You slam your head on the table and groan in frustration.

>"Ummm, ya okay there bud?"

>You lift up your head and find Applejack staring at you with a concerned look.

"Y-yeah I'm fine."

>She sits across from you, "Well that's a lie, how about tellin' me what's got your critters jittered."

"You wouldn't believe me."

>"Try me."

"It's about your dear friend Fluttershy..."

>She places a smile on her face, "Does somebody like a certain somep0ny?" she said with a little excitement.

"Actually, no."

>Her smiles goes away and leans in closer.

>"Wow, somethin' must be really buggin' ya."

"You're friend isn't who you think she is."

>She studies your face looking for a sign of deception.

>Her eyes widen in surprise, "Y-you're serious..."

>You sigh, doing your best to breathe slowly.

"Yeah."

>"Anon, whatever it is ya gotta tell-"

>"Here ya go!"

>Pinkie slides the both of your orders of "The Usual"

>She takes notice of the serious atmosphere surrounding you and Applejack.

>Instantly, she takes a seat next to you.

>"Somep0ny has a frowny face, Anon what's wrong?"

"Fluttershy, she's what's wrong..."

>"Well, would ya mind tellin' us about it?"

"It all started 2 months ago after I somehow showed up here."

>"Well we've got a few hours on our side, sugarcube. Tell us all about it..."

 

 

 

WIP point.