"[FR] Snow Day"
By Thy_Carpenter (https://pastebin.com/u/Thy_Carpenter)

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Created on: Wednesday 16th of March 2016 12:31:49 AM CDT
Retrieved on: Friday 30 of October 2020 12:58:20 PM UTC


>Snowday in Equestria
> You're anon, and this is your first winter in Equestria.
> Today is the first day its snowed.
>Ponies, being as carefree as they are, always give time off on the first day of snow.
>You've just finished your Witty-Os, and glance out the window.
>There's about an inch of soft, pure white snow coating everything you can see.
>The early morning sun gives a warm glow to the landscape, creating a landscape so beautiful Bob Ross would shed a tear.
>You woke up earlier than usual to enjoy this day to its fullest.
>You put your dishes in the sink, grab a jacket and cap, and head out into the oasis of snow.
>Your small house was about a half mile away from Ponyville, situated on a hill in a coniferous patch of forest.
>You saunter on the path to Ponyville, thoroughly enjoying the beauty of the scene.
>Enjoying it so much, in fact, that you slam crotch first into a small yellow Pegasus.
>She seems happy that happened
>"Well, good morning to you too, Anon! You're up early."
"Fluttershy, can we skip the fetish attempts today? I really enjoy taking winter strolls by myself"
>"Oh! Are winter strolls your fetish, Anon?"
>You can feel the happiness drain from you as your stalker has killed the mood.
"No, Fluttershy. I enjoy them in a non-sexual normal way. Without you."
>You resume your stroll, but Fluttershy has elected to invite herself along.
>You suppose that's fine, just so long as she stays silent.
>A man can hope.
>"Look, Anon! This is where I first learned how to iceskate!"
>She wanders of path to a small pond that's been frozen over, the ice is pristine and blue.
>Your curiosity piqued, you follow her over.
>"Do you want to ice skate, Anon?"
"I would, but I don't know how, not to mention the fact that I don't have any skates."
>You look at the pond, then back to her.
>She's managed to materialize a pair of ice skates from somewhere, and she herself is wearing skates.
>"I'll teach you, Anon!"
>You're hesitant, but you have always thought skating would be cool.
>You put on the skates, they're a perfect fit.
"These fit perfectly, how did you know my size?"
>"Remember foot fetish week?"
"Ugh"
>With your newly equipped skates, you stand up, trying hard to keep your balance on the way up.
>Fluttershy is waiting for you at the edge of the ice, and you waddle over to her.
>"Are you ready Anon? Just grab onto my tail and worry about keeping upright."
>You grab onto her tail and she blushes hard.
"Stop that."
>"Stop what?"
"You damn well know what."
>You give her a scowl, and she takes off slowly on the ice, with you in tow.
>Keeping balanced comes to you naturally, albeit with some wobbles and minor difficulty.
>You look around, a critter audience has gathered, the birds chirping a peaceful song, and squirrels dancing in the trees.
>The whole scene was serene, the now fully risen sun giving the snow a glittering sheen, your breath in the air emitting a warm cloud, and the ice giving off a glistening shimmer.
>Glancing back to Fluttershy's tail, you see that the ice isn't the only thing that's glistening.
>Looking away and putting it out of mind, you notice you've picked up quite the amount of speed, and Fluttershy's taking sharper and sharper turns.
>She's doing a figure 8 pattern now, and you're losing your grip.
>At the fastest part of the turn, you've lost your grip and are now going off on your own...
>Headed straight into a part of the shore with a bunch of tall jagged rocks.
>You lock up, still careening towards your doom, too paralyzed with fear to turn.
>You're a second away from a bloody painful death, you shut your eyes, and you hear a shout.
>"ANOOON!"
>Something slams into you from your side and you find yourself in a feathery embrace, still sliding across the ice.
>You come to a halt, and open your eyes.
>You're still wrapped in Fluttershy's wings, your head under her chin.
>Under normal circumstances, you'd wrestle out of her embrace and chastise her, but not today.
>Fluttershy has just saved you, something many others would not have done given the chance.
>You feel something welling up in your chest.
>Is this what love feels like?
>If so, you never want to go without this feeling ever again.
>"A-are you okay, Anon?"
"Yeah, thanks Fluttershy."
>"Is being saved your fetish, Anon?"
"No, but I've felt something just right now."
"Fluttershy, you just saved me. Something no-one on Earth would have done, and not many would do even here in Equestria..."
"Fluttershy, I think... I think I love you."
>Her wings become tighter around you, and warmer too.
>"What?!? Oh Anon, This is wonderful!"
"Yeah, I suppose it is!"
>"That means you won't mind this!"
"Mind what? What are you talkimmmphMMMPH!"
>A cloth filled with disorienting odors is now wrapped over your nose and mouth.
>She slips you out of her wings and removes the cloth.
>The world around you swirls and pulsates, and the edges of your vision begin to blur and darken.
>Your eyelids feel heavier than lead, and you fight to keep them open
"Just... Gotta... ..... Awake....."
>You look down to see Fluttershy tugging at your pants.
>She moves to your face.
>"Shhh, you love me, remember?"
"But..."
>"Shhhh, nothing but dreams now."
>She's closed your eyes, and they won't re-open.
>As you slip into unconsciousness, you hear your last thought loud and clear.
>Looks like I'm going to be
>Cold boning Fluttershy.