Title:           She Blinded me with Science!
Author:          Anonymous
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First Edit:      Tuesday 13th of October 2015 05:32:08 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Tuesday 13th of October 2015 05:32:08 PM CDT

>You see Fluttershy laying face-down on the grass, she doesn't look to be relaxing at all.
"Hey, Fluttershy...you okay?"
>Fluttershy tries to look up at you, her visage a Tim Burton pale, and begins mumbling some incoherent gibberish, tears streaming down her face all the while.
>you begin to get worried, you glance around her and see what's the issue.
>You notice that blood is seeping out of her skirt
"Oh my god! Fluttershy...don't worry I'll get you help..."
>you say this as you stroke her head and speak softly to her, trying to comfort her.
>you run towards the school at the fastest speed you've ever run, slingshot yourself down the hallways when rounding corners and get to the Nurse's office in what must have been seconds.
"Nurse Redheart! there's an Emergency, blood! come quick!"
>the moment after you say this the nurse grabs her first aid kit and a folded up stretcher.
>she rushes outside with you toward's the incapacitated young woman.
>you both kneel down next to her
"Anon, try and comfort her while I see what's wrong, then if it's serious I'll call 911, if not life or death I'll need your help getting her inside."
>you begin to console her with as soft and as gentle of a voice as you can muster, fighting back your worry for this poor girl, you begin to stroke her hair.
"Hey...don't worry...it'll be okay...c-can you hear me?"
>You hear her mumble again, she could hear you, but as for understanding you...you had no clue.
"Anon, help me roll her over...I need a better look."
>you help the nurse carefully turn Fluttershy over, her front was covered in blood.
"Oh my god..."
>you begin to panic but quickly subdue yourself.
"I-is she gonna be okay?"
>Nurse Redheart looked at you with a stern, composed face.
"Yes she will...but this is one of the worst periods I've ever seen, I've only dealt with two other girls that had a period as strong as this in all my 30 years of being a nurse. Now help me get her inside."
 
 
>you and Nurse Redheart get her onto the stretcher, Fluttershy mumbling incoherently all the while.
>After you and the Nurse bring her to the school infirmary you get Fluttershy into one of the two beds in the room.
>Nurse Redheart begins to get all sorts of medications down and puts them on a table, she then grabs a phone, gets a booklet, thumbing through it furiously.
>Once she finds whatever she was looking for she calls a number.
>Once the other end picks up you overhear one side of the conversation.
"Your daughter, Fluttershy, is having a serious issue today Mrs...umm...no,no she's not at the hospital...shes started her period today...it's bad, very bad...can I give her any painkillers? anything that she is allergic to? she's delirious at the moment and can't communicate..... okay...that's good to hear, are you able to come and take her home? this is bad enough that I would recommend she stay home...okay, I'll keep her comfortable until school gets out...thank you."
>The Nurse hung up the phone and looked your way.
"Thank you for your help, Anon, but I don't think she'd appreciate a boy being around here right now...oh wait....here's a pass...now get to class."
>You turn around and head out the door to your next class, you still worried about Fluttershy, but felt good that you had helped someone today
>Before you could make it to your class you were stopped in the hallway by Rainbow Dash.
"Hey, Anon...I got a text saying Fluttershy was hurt...and that you were helping her...she okay?"
>That was fast, not much was kept a secret in this school.
"Uhh, yeah, she's fine...but...uhhh...she's having a really bad...period..."
>You figured the information would be safe with one of her close friends, but you still felt uncomfortable telling her information that you would want to be private.
>Rainbow Dash smirked, but looked unsurprised
"Yeah...that happens to her most of the time on her first day...she usually stays home, but I guess mother nature was a little late today...heh...She still in the Nurse's office?"
>You nodded, she began to walk down the hall in the direction you had come from when she stopped.
"Thanks for helping her with her Uterus from hell, you're a good guy Anon."
>Rainbow Dash smiled as she continued down the hallway.
 
 
>most of the school day went pretty normal after that, although your mind was still concerned about Fluttershy, after school you figured you would go see how she was doing, hopefully she remembered that you helped her.
>the final class of the day had come, chemistry, in this class you had all of Fluttershy's close friends, even Fluttershy herself was in the class, but today for obvious reasons, she was absent.
>you prepared yourself to dodge all sorts of questions from her friends, but to your surprise no one pestered you when you walked into the class, you walked over to your lab table and rummaged through your backpack, Rarity, who was your Lab Partner, came to your side of the table and embraced you in a deep and loving hug, her skin was as soft as it looked, and her chest pressed into yours.
>She whispered into your ear.
"Thank you for helping her."
>if you knew simply helping others got you this much attention you'd have questioned why all the superheros kept their identities a secret long ago.
>Rarity let go of your body and glided back to her seat, sitting down in the most ladylike of fashions, looked you in the eyes and flashed a cute smile.
>There was some good chemistry in that class, in more ways than one.
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>an hour of good feelings, and chemistry, proceeded to whiz by quickly, and before you knew it, the bell had rung and you were off to see if Fluttershy was feeling better.
 
 
>You walked into the Nurse's office to see Fluttershy proped up on the bed.
>She looked exhausted, but when she saw you she smiled.
>You walked over to her, pulled up a chair and sat down next to her.
"You feeling any better? I was kind of scared when I found you."
>She continued to smile.
"Yes, I'm feeling better...well...not really, but I can think clearly now...thank you for helping me, Anon."
>She sighed.
"I can't believe I was so stupid! I should have never donated blood this morning..."
>your mouth dropped, you were no medical expert, but had you not been there to help she could have had some serious problems.
"Hey, don't sweat it! I was there to help, I'm just glad you are okay."
>The conversation from then on became pleasant as you waited with her for her parents, you and Fluttershy, it was mostly small talk, but you two eventually exchanged numbers.
>not long after that her mother walked into the room, you said you're goodbyes and left.
>Today...even if it didn't go normally, was a good day, you made at least two new friends, and hopefully as time passes you can get to know them better, things were looking brighter, and it all started that morning with the most unusual of ice-breakers, helping someone who was in distress.
>You felt a bit like a knight in shining armor, but you waved off those feeling and headed home, feeling good about your actions today.
 
 
>The next day went by without incident, even to the point of it being downright uninteresting.
>Fluttershy had skipped today...which didn't surprise you in the slightest.
>but all that changed when you walked into your chemistry class.
>all five of Fluttershy's friends greeted you at the door.
>Pinkie Pie bounced forward, looking extremely excited
"We all wanted to thank you for helping our friend! and so I thought, what's the best way to thank somone? why a party of course!, so here's an invitation to the 'thanks for not letting our friend die' party!"
>Pinkie Pie handed you an overly decorated party invitation that smelled of bubblegum, it had all the information of when and where.
>you felt a little overwhelmed at how nice this was.
"This really isn't necessary...I-I was just in the right place at the right time, anyone would have helped her."
>Rarity chimed in, sounding annoyed at your modesty.
"Oh pish-posh, darling, you know that's not true, not everyone would have checked in on her to see if she was feeling better after school, only a friend does that, you're going to this party so we can all get to know you a little better and that's final, we won't take 'no' for an answer!"
>Rarity smirked as she barked out her playful command.
>you chewed it over for a moment and made a decision.
"Alright, I'll go."
>the entire group beamed as they all came in for a group hug.
>this wasn't happening.
>you were tightly sandwiched in between 5 good-looking and charismatic young women.
>you felt like Lou Bega in Mambo no. 5
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>soon, the group hug ended and everyone dispersed to their tables, the lab from yesterday continued, so you were paired with Rarity once again.
>as you worked with the chemicals you suddenly felt someone bump into your hip.
 
 
>When you looked to see what had happened you noticed Rarity next to you with a smile on her face.
"Hey...what's up with that?"
>Rarity looked over to you with an innocent look.
"Whatever do you mean, darling?"
>you smiled
"you bumped me!"
>You knocked your hip into hers to return the favor.
>Rarity made a face of pure disgust and offense, then began to laugh.
"We are going to get along just fine you and I."
>Chemistry is starting to become your favorite class even more than before.
>The rest of the class went by quickly and before you knew it, you were walking outside smiling like an idiot.
 
 
>You sat down on the bus you remembered the invitation and began to look it over.
>The party was next Friday at 4 PM.
>holdthephone.jpg
>this was no party
>this was a sleepover.
>you
>a male
>Sleeping in the same room as 6 girls
>you were surprised, and a little excited...
>Just then someone walked up to you
"Hey Anon, this seat taken?"
>It was Rainbow Dash.
"oh, uh...no"
>Rainbow Dash smiled and sat down next to you.
"So, Anon, tell me...you play any sports?"
>you were a bit surprised at her question.
"Uh, not really, when I was a kid I liked to play baseball and soccer, but I wasn't very good at it, so I never made anything big out of it."
>Rainbow Dash still seemed interested.
"Well...what do you do to unwind now?"
>You think for a moment about how to word it so you don't sound like a dork.
"I like gaming honestly, nothing like a calm single-player game to unwind, or a good competitive game to get fired up."
>the spark in Rainbow Dash's eyes screamed that common ground had been found.
"Awesome! at the party next week we should all play a few rounds of Halo! I bet I'll destroy you!"
>you flash a devilish grin.
"Oh you're on."
>The conversation continued on the common ground you had found with your competitive friend, just before the conversation got a little stale the bus had stopped in front of your house.
>you said goodbye and got off the bus.
 
 
>The weekend wen't by at a snail's pace, minutes going by were almost agonizing.
>By the time Saturday rolled around you were on the verge of tears.
>You wanted to be at the party with your new friends, but that was an entire week away.
>Suddenly, as if an angel had answered your prayers, your phone beeped, indicating you had gotten a text.
>You looked at the screen.
"Hi! it's Fluttershy, got a minute? (=^?^=)"
>your heart almost leaped out of your chest
>that emoticon.
>You replied
"sure?"
>within seconds there was a reply.
"I wanted to thank you again for helping me :)...and ask you what's up?"
>wait just a cotton-pickin second!
>is that...
>IS
>THAT
>A
>SMILEY??!!
>are these girls going to end up interested in you?
>You and Rarity seemed to click on several levels
>you and Rainbow Dash seemed cool as well.
>and now...Fluttershy...
>at least 2 out of 6 that you've had conversations with seemed like they would be or are interested.
>What merciful god would make you choose if this were the case?
>you got a hold on yourself, and figured you were probably overreacting, they were just being friendly.
>you took a moment to respond.
"I'm really bored, I'm glad you texted me..."
>This small talk went on for a bit until Fluttershy had apparently mustered up the courage to ask you a more personal question.
"So...do you have a girlfriend? :)"
>RED FLAG!
>Red Alert!
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>your heart pounded, but you responded quickly and accurately.
"No...I don't, why do you ask?"
 
 
>She responded within ten minutes, but those ten minutes seemed like an eternity.
>but when your phone rang out you rushed to it, and checked the messages.
"No reason...just wondering if you were with someone (=^?^=)"
>That damn emoticon
>it was just too cute
>but how did you reply without putting all your chips on the table...you had really just started to warm up to these girls in the past two days...it's a bit early to start something like this, but you had no problem with keeping your options open.
>for a few minutes you thought of how to reply. until eventually you had an idea.
"Well, in that case, do you have a boyfriend?"
>Perfect. totally incognito, you almost felt like James Bond.
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>Within a few minutes, a reply had come.
"No...I've never had a boyfriend, I don't think anyone has ever been interested, and I've never been bold enough to do much, especially ask someone on a date."
>the first clue, she's goading you
>but you had to keep your options open at this point, and you didn't want to hurt any of these girls...so neutrality was the name of the game for now...but you can't resist.
"Don't know why no one has ever asked you out, you're so nice."
>Nice.
>yeah.
>perfect balance.
>The conversation continued like a sword fight in which no one wanted to kill the other. a stalemate.
>You learned an enormous amount about Fluttershy and her day-to-day life.
>As shy as she was in general, she was a very interesting person once you broke down some of her more...personal views of the world.
>This conversation lasted throughout the weekend
>but eventually the weekend passed and the Dreaded Monday had come.
>but dreaded no more
>you were stoked.
>at least for chemistry.
 
 
>Monday was almost as boring as that previous Friday
>Good
>Maybe that means Chemistry will be fun.
>You would have seen your group of new friends at lunch, had you not always taken Lunch to do any homework you had from the first half of the day.
>you hated doing homework at...well...home.
>you walked down the hall to Chemistry class and took your normal seat.
>With Rarity, and two other kids you didn't know very well.
>things went pretty normally.
>The Chemistry Instructor was droning on about Noble Gases.
>That's when you heard a piece of paper crinkle and slide towards you.
>you looked at Rarity, who had obviously written it.
>she only nodded towards the note.
>you opened up the piece of paper.
"I'm bored, give me your hand"
>the message was followed by a phone number
>you look up from the note and give Rarity an inquisitive look
>She sat with both hands propping up her chin
>she was smiling, and her eyes were glowing, like she was asking you 'pretty please' with her body.
>this fucking girl
>how did she go from 0 to 100 on the friendly meter just from you helping her friend?
>you decide no hard could come from letting her have your hand, so you slide your arm over to her side of the lab table.
>She lights up and immediately begins to draw all over your hand with a marker.
>classic
>Hand art
>after a few minutes she lets go of your hand and gives you a cutesy smile.
>you pull your arm back to inspect her artwork.
>Hearts
>lots of them
>these girls are going to drown you in a sea of your own hormones if all of them end up acting like this towards you.
>especially Friday
>oh god Friday
>a sleepover
>just then as you began to get lost in thought the bell rang.
>that was fast.
>You go about your normal routine from there and load onto your bus and head home.
 
 
>The rest of the week went by slowly, but Chemistry always had something at least semi-interesting.
>But nothing remarkable had happened all week.
>until the chemistry lab on Thursday
>You walked into the room and looked at the day's Lab partner pairings.
>Anon and Fluttershy.
>Fluttershy walked up beside you and saw the pairing.
"Yay! I was paired with a friend!"
>She looked at you with a beaming smile and gave you a deep and intimate hug.
>Oh sweet lord she smelled faintly of fresh Lavender
>Why must Thomas Dolby's song be the theme of this damn class!
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>Her hair was so soft
>no
>her everything was soft!
>Like a cloud
>what conditioner could a girl with such voluminous locks possibly use to get her hair this soft?!
>she let go of you and became somewhat bashful about the incident.
"I'm sorry...I got carried away...I-I'm never paired with my friends."
>you looked at her with a dumbfounded look.
"You have nothing to be sorry about."
>she made a small peep of surprise as you pulled her into another hug, bigger than the last.
>The embrace lasted for a few seconds before you let go and both went to your assigned lab station and began to get to work on the worksheet your instructor had given out.
>As you and your... chemically bonded partner, diligently worked on the lab, Fluttershy let out a shriek.
>She had spilled some of the chemicals on her apron, and it had gotten on her white tank-top.
>typical that the school aprons don't actually help.
>these chemicals were also the dangerous sort and she began to fan the stain because it began to burn.
>The chemistry instructor ripped off her apron, put her under the shower, and pulled the lever, causing water to rain down all over the poor girl's clothes.
>white
>tank-top
>wet
>....
>and obviously her bra was also white
>She looked embarrassed
>you also didn't think a shower was necessary...but I guess the teacher knows best.
 
 
>Fluttershy stood in front of the classroom, her skin and bra showing through her tank-top, you swore her 'headlights' were on.
>Speaking of headlights, your eyes were like a deer's staring into the headlights.
>You snapped out of your trance after a second or two and thought about how to help the poor girl.
>She looked absolutely ashamed.
>you didn't know why...she didn't have a thing to be ashamed about.
>Then, you remembered you had a hoodie you kept for one of your earlier classes, that class that has to be freezing cold because the teacher is going though menopause or something.
>you dug in your backpack and pulled out your hoodie, rushed it over to the rather exposed and damp damsel.
"Arms."
>She took her arms off of her chest and put them in the air.
>oh the full frontal view.
>the feelings you had at that moment.
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>but you had a job to do, and that was to help this poor girl.
>one, because you felt bad for her and wanted to be a good friend.
>Two, because brownie points.
>you slipped the hoodie over her head.
>your good natured actions were met with smiles from her friends, and they began to whisper among themselves.
>you and Fluttershy sat back down at your lab table and finished the worksheet.
>by the time you finished the worksheet and turned it in, the bell had rung.
>you quickly left class as you normally did and walked towards the bus pickup zone.
>but you were stopped by the six girls.
>Sunset Shimmer piped up first.
"That was really sweet, Anon, In the short time we've really known you you've been a really dependable guy."
>Fluttershy began to speak in her soft voice as she stepped forward.
"Thank you, I'll be sure to give it back! all nice and clean too."
>Fluttershy gave you a tight hug.
>Her hair had some massive volume...so of course it was still wet.
>but she still smelled of lavender.
>Suddenly
>group hug
>these girls were some of the most physically affectionate people you've ever met.
>you could get used to this
>no cockblocks
>Just you, six nice girls and lots of affection
>The group hug ended moments later and you said goodbye to your new friends and went home...excited for tomorrows...sleepover.
 
 
 
>Friday had come.
>Today was the day
>After school you were going to go with the girls to Pinkie’s house for a sleepover.
>you
>A male
>needless to say, you were excited, and with excitement for an anticipated event rises, time tends to slow down.
>a lot
>you watched the clock as it ticked by at a painfully slow pace
>painful minutes eventually lead to painful hours
>and thus, the final class of the day had come
>Chemistry
>when you arrived to the classroom you noticed several people were absent
>namely Pinkie, Fluttershy, and Rarity
>Probably helping Pinkie with the party…err sleepover/party
>But Fridays were usually a free day in Chemistry, unless there was unfinished business from the day before
>so you sat down at a table with the other three girls.
>Sunset Shimmer greeted you as you sat down at the lab table.
“Hey, Anon! glad to see you here! Thought maybe you skipped like the other girls did.”
>you smiled
“No, I had stuff to do today, not usually one to skip unless it’s a pointless day.”
>Applejack spoke up.
“Well, we’re glad y’all are here for moren’ one reason, because we’ve got somthin’ that needs to be said.”
>Rainbow Dash and Sunset Shimmer both nodded in agreement.
>you raised your eyebrows and prepare for some serious news.
“and what would that be?”
>The three girls began trying to speak, obviously nervous about your response.
>Applejack ended up being the one to tell you.
“Well…ya see, Anon…there’s a problem... seems Fluttershy an’ Rarity’s taken a fancy to ya… Rarity’s all about them ‘chivalrous’ types… an’ Fluttershy just likes you, can’t get her to say why. Now we don’t want to pry into personal business like this, but ah’m afraid they’ll end up being angry with one another, an’ jealous….and we don’t want that at all.”
>The other girls nodded in agreement.
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