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First Edit:      Thursday 18th of August 2016 09:11:54 PM CDT
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>Be Tweenon waiting at for your mom to get here and walk you home from school tomorrow like everyone else.
>A bunch of your friends are still here too.
>You grunt and look at the clock again.
>She was already like 20 minutes late.
>Hardly anyone notices though, they're all talking.
>You check the clock one more time and decide it was probably best not to worry about it.
>Now who to talk to-
"Ugh..."
>"H-hey Anon."
>It was her.
>Fluttershy you think her name was.
>Whatever, you couldn't be bothered.
"What do you want?"
>You make sure to sound as displeased as possible.
>She was, to put it accurately, "that one foal".
>The kind that would always make you lunches and tries to touch you any chance she gets.
>Oh but that's just the beginning.
>She would write you letters.
>Love letters.
>Dozens of them.
>Some were innocent enough, but others?
>You shutter.
>And she'd been at this for years.
>"Oh n-nothing, wait n-no!"
>She stops after her outburst.
>"I w-was just wondering if you'd want to maybe..."
>Her voice goes entirely silent as she goes on.
"What?"
>"Oh, I was wondering if you'd maybe want to c-come over and-"
>She stops.
>You were just about to either laugh in her face or politely decline, you can't remember.
>But, as you went to open your mouth, a voice called from the side.
>You heard a few "woah"s as you turned to it.
>Instantly, you stopped right where you stood.
>It was a mare, and what a mare.
>She approached, with the most-
>B-beautiful?
>Smile on her face.
>It only got bigger the closer she got.
>Her pearls and glasses only confuses you more.
>You felt really weird feeling in your gut.
>It's tingly, but it feels, kinda good...
>Fluttershy instantly looks at her and groans in embarrassment.
>You nearly have a heart attack when she comes in your direction.
>You mumble incoherently as she stands directly next to you and kisses Fluttershy on the cheek.
>"M-mom please..."
>"Oh hush sweetie, now come."
>Your mind does a 360 at this revelation.
>"W-wait, I just need to ask my um, friend something."
>Fluttershy skips back to you.
>She smiles and extents her wings.
>"So, d-do you think y-you could-"
"Yeah..."
>You say thoughtlessly as you continue to stare at the adult in front of you with a big goofy smile plastered on your face, some unfamiliar feeling having taken control.
>Meanwhile, Fluttershy squeals in joy and jumps to hug you right before going back to join her mother.
>As you watch them walk away, you hear some whines from behind you.
>Some complaining about how lucky you are.
>And it feels so good.
>
>Now at home, you get a chance to sit and think.
The>Your heart started to race.>Once more she squeaks, but doesn't stick to you.
>She just sort of bounces in place.
>After a little while, she stops and looks at you again.
>"So now that I know that we're friends..."
>She stops.
>"D-do you think, we could um, b-be m-m-m-m-"
>She stutters to a stop, and it doesn't look like she's getting out of it.
"What'd you say?"
>"Oh! Um-"
>"Fluttershy?"
>You just barely manage to make out from behind you.
>And you mean it when you say barely.
>The filly in question shakes slightly and responds.
>"Yes Momma?"
 
>"Are you finished watering the rose bushes? If you're having trouble let me know, I'll be right out."
>"Oh n-no, I was just talking to my f-friend."
>She "yells" back.
>It was at anyone else's normal tone.
>"A friend?"
>The mare says.
>As you turn to see her, Fluttershy takes your hand in her wing.
>She doesn't even look at you before she starts leading you.
>You couldn't really pull away either.
>As you got closer, you saw the mare you now knew as her mother.
>You felt the same little tingle in your gut from earlier.
>"Oh goodness."
>You felt your muscles clench as you instantly panicked at the thought of you being a bother to her.
>"Why didn't you tell me you were having guests dear?"
>"I forgot..."
>At that point she let go of your hand on her own.
>A few moments of painful silence pass.
>"Well come in then. It was starting to get a little hot to be out anyhow. I'm sure they have plenty of water already."
>She moves aside and lets you get a look inside the house.
>Fluttershy goes in first, leaving you alone.
>With her.
>Not sure what you were doing, but you turn to face her.
>She just flashes you a smile that sends the butterflies already inside your stomach into a frenzy.
>"You can go in sweetie."
>Her words were meant for you and only you.
>How could you resist?
>You walked in, feeling on edge went you passed her.
>The fact that you were mere inches away from her didn't help much.
>But you managed to step past into the house.
>There, Fluttershy stood, waiting for you.
 
>Your butterflies dropped instantly.
>Behind you heard the door close so gently, the only reason you actually noticed was the little gust of wind.
>And the butterflies returned.
>Her mother passed you again, to the same effect as before.
>Only instead of going on, she stopped and faced faced you with a smile that made your knees want to wobble.
>But you manage to stay still.
>Well your legs did anyway.
>"What's your name young man?"
>Oh goodness, she was talking to you again.
>And this time she wanted you to respond!
>You tried opening your mouth, but only hot air came out.
>Please body, don't do this now!
"Ah-"
>You get stuck on the first letter.
>The smile on her face turns into a look of concern.
>You kept trying to talk, but your tongue refused to move in the correct way, and you feared sounding like an idiot.
>In front of her.
>"It's okay, just relax, I already know you Anon."
>You thought you'd be shocked.
>But her tone...
>It really did relax you.
>"I just wanted to be sure. It's is Anon right?"
>Again.
>It was the way she said it.
"Yes ma'am..."
>"Thank you sweetheart."
"Wait, h-how do you know my name?"
>"Oh I know all of Fluttershy's classmates. I had to make sure she was around good influences."
"Good influences..."
>You say silently to yourself.
>"I've spoken to your mother even."
>That makes your blood run cold.
 
"You- you did?"
>"Yes, just a few words here or there."
>You can think of anything else to say.
>"Does she know you're here? I could go let her know if you'd like."
"No! I mean, she knows, yeah."
>She steps back at your outburst, which makes you immediately regret it.
>"Oh, alrighty then."
>She seemed to be done talking to you.
>You just wanted to die right then.
>"You two have fun now."
>Fluttershy was at your side once more in less than a second.
>"What should we do first A-anon?"
>She smiles up at you.
"Whatever."
>"I have monopoly..."
>You look towards her mother, who's disappeared into a different room.
>Knowing you couldn't really do anything, you sighed.
"Let's go play monopoly then."
>You slump over slightly as Fluttershy squeals and takes your hand to lead you.
>You don't resist as she takes you to her room.
>So you spent the rest of the day playing monopoly with Fluttershy.
>Never really been in a filly's room before, so that was pretty cool.
>Really pink.
>Didn't really like that part, but she had TONS of neat stuff.
>Stuffed animals, actual animals, games, toys, books.
>But out of it all, you only ever touched one thing.
>"It's your turn Anon."
>You groan as you roll the dice.
>As the moved, you both turn to the door as a knock comes from it.
>"Oh pony feathers."
>Fluttershy says to herself.
>"Come in."
>She says again, in her usual tone.
>After a few moments it opens and her mom comes in balancing something on her back.
>"Sorry to interrupt."
>Her voice sends chills down your spine.
>Just by the way she made you know that she meant it.
 
>She was genuinely sorry for doing it.
>You wanted to let her know that you didn't mind, that you were grateful actually.
>But your mouth just couldn't form the words.
>"I just figured you kids would get a little hungry."
>She comes in, smiling the whole way.
>You feel your self awareness skyrocket as she gets close enough to touch.
>But you would never do that.
>She reaches back and gently set the plate directly between you and Fluttershy.
>The scent hits you after a few moments.
>Ohmygodyesplease!
>"I hope you like chocolate chip."
>Regardless of how wonderful they looked, you were reluctant to take any.
>Maybe it was because she was right there, but you think it's more likely from you being taught to always ask first.
>That of course, led to another obstacle.
>You couldn't possibly ask her, you already saw how it went before.
The
>Fluttershy takes one while thoughtlessly mumbling thank you.
>"You can have some too Anon. I made plenty."
>You look at her for a second before snapping away.
"Oh, um, thank you. M-miss."
>You just sort of snatch one, hoping to avoid crisis.
>Of course it only adds to it.
>"Take as many as you like. No need to be modest now."
>You gulp and look at her.
>She just smiles and makes straight eye contact.
>You almost get lost as you try not to squeal.
>It was just so...
>Weird.
>You look away before too long, and take a few more.
>She seems to let it go after that.
>You hoped she'd leave you to think about it, but she didn't.
>She sat right between you both.
>"What's this you were playing?"
 
>You expect Fluttershy to answer it for her.
>But from the silence that followed, it seems she was thinking the same of you.
>So without thinking, you said.
"M-monopoly."
>You don't even look at her.
>"Oh it's been a long while since I've last had a good game of this. Do you mind if I join?"
>"Mom don't you need to watch Zephyr?"
>She said, trying to get her to leave without actually saying it.
>"He's at a friend's, now tell me, which piece are you?"
>She sighs in apparent defeat and frustration, but her mother doesn't seem to notice.
>"The cat."
>She hums.
>"So I'm guessing you're the cart then, Anon?"
>You nod.
>She puts a hoof to her chin.
>"I think I'll be the hat."
>She pulls it out the box and puts it at the start.
>Quickly you realize something.
"I think we need to start over."
>"Oh that's okay, I'm sure I can catch up."
"N-no, we need to, just to get you in the game."
>She stares at you for a minute.
>"Oh, alright then, I'm sorry sweetie, I'm not very familiar with this."
>Suddenly another thought pops in your mind.
"Do you know how to play?"
>"I think I remember a bit, but I might need your help getting it all back."
>And then you knew what you had to do.
"I'll help you Miss, don't worry."
>You blurt out without even facing her.
>You can still feel her gaze though.
>"Well thank you very much Anon, I'm sure I won't do too bad."
 
>You spent the next hour or so playing it with Fluttershy, and her mom.
>Playing probably wasn't the best word either.
>More accurately, you spent the hour explaining the rules and giving advice to her mom, while she waited.
>You'd already completed several games.
>Fluttershy won every time.
>You were on the fourth game now.
>"I don't know, maybe this is a little too much for me."
>She said, as Fluttershy was already well on her way to winning.
>Just then you heard the sound of the front door opening echo up to the room, followed by some muffled speech.
>"Oh, it sounds like your brother's home."
>She says before turning to you.
>"Sorry, but I'm sure he'll want me for something, thank you for explaining this to me."
>She smiles at you, before you hear another garbled mess of words come from the front of the house.
>"I appreciate your company Anon, you're so respectful, it's a welcomed change from another boy I know."
>Now you hear a distinct "mom!" come from whoever it was.
>"Well, be sure to win a game for me Anon."
>She giggles and exits the room, to the yelling of a colt.
>Finally, you can think somewhat clearly.
>And once you realize what just happened, you lose it.
>On the inside at least.
>Regardless, Fluttershy didn't notice.
>She was too busy locking the door.
>You made her laugh!
>She called you respectful!
>You could even swear you touched her hoof while you were playing!
>As you lay back and soak it in, you can faintly hear someone talking.
>"Oh my goodness that was so embarrassing!"
>Oh yeah, she's still here.
>But even that's not enough to ruin it.
>"I'm sorry Anon, I just stuck sometimes, and can't think of anything to say."
>She sighs.
>"B-but we're alone again. And that means we can do whatever we want~"
>You've tuned her out at this point.
>But assuming she wanted a response, you mindlessly mumble.
"Yeah..."
>Around that time, you remembered something.
>Looking out the window, you see the sun starting to go down.
"Actually, I think I should go."
>"W-what? B-but we just-"
>Despite everything, you do feel kinda bad.
>"You'll come back tomorrow though, won't you?"
>She says with her ears flat.
>You don't even hesitate in saying it.
"Yeah, sure, tomorrow."
>After that, she buzzed up and gave you one of her usual bear hugs, which she didn't let go of until you were already out of the house.
>But by then, you'd already forgotten about Fluttershy.
>The only thing on your mind was what her mother said.
"Respectful..."
 
>So you went back the next day.
>Then the next.
>And the next.
>Pretty soon it was almost every other day that you'd go spend at Fluttershy's house after school.
>For the first week your mom didn't seem to notice at all.
>But you remember her finally asking you where you were going before she let you leave.
>You told her exactly how it was.
>Leaving out some parts of course.
>Then she said she'd ask Mrs. Shy when she got the chance.
>Not sure if it was just a test, but you left anyway.
>Things quickly became routine.
>Today was just slightly different.
>As Fluttershy lead you through her house, you over heard her mother talking to someone in another room.
>That someone you now knew as Zephyr Breeze.
>Fluttershy's brother.
>You'd talked to him at least once before.
>He was alright, if just a little self absorbed and slightly more lazy.
>That was an understatement to be sure.
>This was a perfect example of it.
>Apparently he absolutely refused to mow the lawn despite all his mom's attempts to convince him.
>You'd be lying if you said you didn't immediately think about what you were gonna do.
>Luckily, by the time you passed the room, she had come out.
>Even luckier, Fluttershy asked about it.
>Mostly about Zephyr, but it happened regardless.
>She sighed and explained how it was.
>You didn't waste a second before you volunteered to do it.
>She was definitely grateful if only slightly taken back by your enthusiasm.
>Surprisingly, to you at least, Fluttershy was also pretty enthused by this.
>Still not entirely sure why she was, but you certainly weren't going to dwell on it for long.
 
>After she told you were to find it and thanking you again, she left you to it.
>You smiled as she did.
>Fluttershy quickly replaced her outside.
>Not that you really noticed, although you did see she was now wearing sunglasses and had something in her hooves.
>Whatever.
>You found the thing exactly where she said.
>Now all you need to do was push it
>Over the whole yard...
>Guess you'd better get to it then.
>It was stiff at first, but after the initial push it loosened up and you were able to really get it going.
>Not even a fourth of the way through and you were already sweating through your shirt.
>You mumbled something obscene about the sun before stopping and sitting down in the freshly cut grass.
>Only then did you begin to wonder why you went out of your way to do something like this.
>You could only pants as the sun continued to bake you alive.
>Still couldn't really think with that.
>You heard a weird noise coming from the house.
>Kinda like Fluttershy, but you ignored it.
>"Um Anon?"
>You heard coming from right beside you.
>The light reflects off her glasses and causes you groan as you cover your eyes.
>"You looked a little- H-hot."
>As you look up, you see her face flushed almost as much as yours.
>But in her hooves, was the greatest gift anyone could give you.
>"So I brought you some l-lemonade, I made it myself..."
 
>You didn't have to be told twice.
>Your hand felt a little numb after you snatched it from her, but it was a million times better than before.
>Words can't describe how good it was.
>Maybe it was just the heat, but it was amazing.
>You downed half the glass in a second, Fluttershy just watched obviously taken back.
>After that, you slowed down to little sips as the ability to think finally returned.
"Thanks, Fluttershy..."
>You tried to mumble her name out, but you naturally wanted to say it right.
>Sorta came out half way.
>Despite that, she still squealed and latched to you.
>You'd gotten used to that, but you weren't used to her kissing you.
>You didn't even realize it at first.
>It was on the cheek.
>Warm, wet, barely noticeable.
>Once it clicked, you pushed her away and wiped it off.
"Fl-Fluttershy!"
>Your face grew hotter than it was earlier.
>The filly in question was too busy happily buzzing  around the yard to notice you.
>For a while, you didn't really know what to do.
>But you knew doing nothing wasn't it.
>So you got back to pushing the damned machine.
>You just looked around as you did once it got a little stale watching the grass gradually get shorter.
>In one of the windows you saw her.
>Fluttershy's Mom.
>She had all your attention for that moment.
>You watched as she came in the room.
>She didn't even seem to notice the blinds were open.
>Your face got even hotter than you thought was possible.
>And some.
>S-She didn't hesitate.
>She took it all off!
>Her glasses!
>Her pearls!
 
>You gasped.
>She wasn't about to!
>There's no way she'd-
>She took off her earrings.
>Your eyes grew and your mouth hung open.
>"A-anon wait!"
>You hear just before you feel the mower suddenly stop.
>Oh it's just a bird house.
>Pretty solid too.
>It just remained still as you crashed into it.
>A few birds flew out, but that was the extent of the damage.
>"Oh no, Mrs. Olivia please come back!"
>Fluttershy yelled before taking off after one of them.
>Huh.
>Well it looks like you're done at least.
>Good, cause you're starting to feel the sun again.
>You heard Fluttershy grunt and talk behind you, but ignored it.
>Going up to the door, you weren't really sure whether to knock or not.
>The image of Mrs. Shy was still brunt into your memory.
>Without thinking, you tapped on the door.
>"Just a minute."
>Her voice was barely audible through the house.
>That and what you had just witnessed made you blush harder than before.
>You were about to face her again.
>After what you saw.
>You were gonna have to talk to her.
>You groaned at the thought, but stood straight when the door opened.
>"Oh Anon, have you finished yet?"
>"It's fine if you haven't, please take all the time you need, I'm just curious."
>She smiled at you.
>But when you saw her you instantly recalled her without-
"I-um-yup, I'm done!"
>You blurted out without really thinking.
>Well about what she said.
>She steps past you and looks at your work.
>For a while, she doesn't say anything.
>"Thank you Anon."
>You were lost in thought when she said it.
>But you reacted after a short while.
"It's okay, it was really easy."
>"How much do want?"
>You were confused, but you understood after thinking about it.
"That's okay, I mean- I'm okay, miss..."
>She blinked.
>"Are you sure? I'm sure I could spare some bits for your hard work."
>You thought about it for a minute.
 
>You REALLY thought about it.
>And after a few attempts to ignore the one nagging thought that refused to go away, you accepted it.
>Your mouth moved on it's own.
"A-actually."
>She stared expectantly.
>This was really stupid...
"C-could I, um."
>This was really, REALLY stupid.
"Maybe I could- You know."
>"I'm sorry sweetie, I don't, please go on."
>Ugh.
"C-can I g-g-get a-"
>"Oh my goodness!"
>You frozen in fear.
>You didn't say anything right?
>How could she know?
>She suddenly took your hand.
>Your face was already flushed, but with everything currently happening, you could only yelp.
>She looked at it for a while.
>Only then did you feel it.
>"I knew I should've kept an eye on you. Now look what happened."
>You did.
>Apparently you'd cut yourself on something.
>You hadn't really noticed either.
>But you definitely felt it now.
>Instantly your let out a few more tears than you were proud to admit.
>"Come with me."
>Not like you could object.
>She lead you to the bathroom.
>After a little search, she found a small red box in one of the drawers.
>"Here."
>She used a little towel to wipe away the blood.
>You flinched, but continued to ball.
>You were too busy doing so to be embarrassed.
>"This is going to sting."
>You tried to prepare yourself, only to feel something around your hand.
>"You can hold it if you want, just relax sweetie."
 
>She wiggled her wing around just enough to let you feel it.
>You were a little scared it would hurt her, but when you felt the pain in the other you took her offer real quick.
>She wasn't even focused on that.
>"Just try not to move."
>Right after you heard this, you felt something wet touch the wound, followed by the burning
>You squealed and involuntarily squeezed her wing.
>She just shushed you and held it there.
>After a little while, the pain subsided and she let it go.
>You didn't really notice.
>Again, you were unaware when she gently undid the sides of a band aid on it.
>You didn't even notice when she pressed it down, making sure not to be too rough.
>When you did finally decide to look after a long silence, your face went flushed.
>Her eyes were closed, her lips puckered, and you get the softest, warmest sensation that made any other hurt disappear.
>When she let it go she said something, but you weren't listening.
>All you could focus on was the feeling.
>It was just
>Perfect.
>"Anon?"
"Oh, um, yes?"
>"You were about to tell me what you wanted for mowing the lawn, I still owe you."
>Oh yeah.
>You stare at the exact spot right above the now treated cut.
"N-no ma'am, I'm okay, I don't want anything."
>You weren't lying.
>You'd already gotten what you wanted.
>She smiles at you.
>"Alright, if you're sure, you're sure right?"
>You nod.
>"Thank you again, I'm sorry this had to happen to you."
"That's okay, it didn't even hurt that much."
>Not even sure if you were trying to play it off or not, but she laughed.
 
>Fluttershy was waiting right outside the door when you exited.
>After an awkward exchange of words, mostly by her mom, you returned to her room.
>Not much happened though.
>Your mind was still preoccupied with the whole ordeal.
>Even as you laid in bed that night.
>All you could see was her lips.
>You could only replay the event over and over as you tried to sleep.
>And when you finally did fall asleep, you dreamt that it happened again.
>Only you weren't such a spaz.
>Also, the kiss wasn't on the hand...
>Life went on though.
>You woke up and went to school.
>Went to Fluttershy's house.
>Days turned into weeks.
>Weeks into months.
>Months to years.
>It just sort of happened.
>You learned a lot over that time.
>In general, and about Fluttershy and her family.
>You became close friend to all of them.
>Occasionally helping out and attending gathering.
>Your mom certainly enjoyed those, as did Fluttershy.
>Even with all of this, you never once heard mention of her dad.
>And it really wasn't your place to pry.
>You could only assume the worst.
>Still, that did fill you with hope as you grew.
>And grow you did.
>You remember having to stand on your toes to match with adults.
>You remember your mother being the tallest one you knew.
>Now you towered over her.
>Poor Fluttershy stood at your waist now.
>School had just finished for you both.
>Over the years, her affection toned down significantly.
>So much so, you she actually convinced you to go to dances with her.
>Not even ashamed to admit you enjoyed the time you spent together, but you never thought anything of her.
>You had someone else in mind.
 
>For a while you wondered if it was worth it to try.
>Even now the butterflies in your stomach are just as strong as the first time.
>Eventually after really thinking about it, you made a decision.
>So after getting dressed in your Sunday's best and letting your mother admire your own initiative in doing so, you started into town.
>It had certainly grown in all the time you've spent there.
>A lot more shops and houses.
>Wonder how long it'd take you to save enough for one, what kind of job would you need for some of the bigger ones.
>You still get a few odd stares, mostly from foals.
>Guess being so tall in comparison will cause such a reaction.
>Of course the ones that do quickly get scolded by their guardians for being rude.
>You can't contain a little laugh.
>Coming up to a little cart in the center of the market, you spot a familiar face.
>Not sure why you're surprised Rose Luck would be selling flowers, but you greet her.
>After a little conversation, catching up on the literal days since you've seen each other, you leave with a fresh bundle of, well, flowers.
>You thought about heading there with that alone, but something else popped into your mind.
>So at another stand you got a little box of chocolates.
>With a ribbon tied into a bow on the front.
>You liked that bit.
>Now, finally, with nothing to lose, you made your way to Fluttershy's house.
>You memorized that route a long time ago.
>Just a little walk and you were there.
>You stood and took several breaths trying to calm your erratic nerves.
>It didn't very much, but you moved anyways, knocking on the door.
>You heard her voice through it, telling you to wait a minute.
 
>In that minute, you fix your collar, brush your shoulders, and smell your breath.
>Minty.
>You even manage to get a little whistle tune going before she opens the door.
>"Oh Anon, it's you."
"That's right Miss."
>"I'm sorry, Fluttershy's a little busy right now, she's just rented a little cottage near the forest. I thought she told you. If you need the address I can-"
"Actually, I'm not here for Fluttershy today ma'am."
>You set into the house without her really objecting.
>"Oh, well Zephyr's working, I hope..."
>She finally spots the items in your hand.
>"Oh. Um, Anon."
"Miss Shy, I have to come come clean with you."
>She takes a step back.
"Ever since I first saw you, I just felt something, I didn't know what it was then, but as time went on, I figured it out."
>"Anon..."
"I think I love you Miss Shy."
>You can't contain a smile.
>Regardless of the outcome, it was wonderful to finally have admitted it.
>She doesn't move.
>After a short pause, you decide to act.
"These are for you."
>You put them both her hooves, which she just stares at.
>Then she sighs.
>"Anon just, have a seat, please."
>You weren't about to complain.
>So you sat.
>She closed the door behind you and slowly took her own seat on the couch opposite of you.
>You'd be lying if you said you weren't nervous.
 
>She just looks at the flowers for a bit.
"Um, ma'am?"
>She doesn't say anything.
"I meant what I said."
>"I know Anon. I know. I saw it, the way you acted. I figured it was just a phase, a little crush you would grow out of."
>She adjusts the bundle in her hooves.
>"But if you waited this long..."
>She stops.
>"I'm sorry Anon."
>Your stomach dropped.
>"You're a wonderful caring person, you are, and I know you could do so much better than a little old mare like me."
"Miss Shy, please."
>You can't even think of anything to say.
>"I know how it must feel, I really do. If it makes you feel any better, I'm certain Fluttershy would be more than happy to hear this."
>You don't have to will to say anything.
>"Please don't take this personally, it's for the best."
"Why?"
>You say without thinking.
>Maybe it was to yourself, you didn't know, you didn't care anymore.
>"Listen to me, it's not you, and there's more than one reason."
"why?"
>"Anon, look at me."
>You froze.
>No matter how old you get, hearing her talk to you in such a stern voice will always strike you.
>So you look up.
>"I'm married, to start."
>...
>What?
"Wha?"
>She continued to speak, but you'd stopped listening.
>You were shaken up inside.
>It was your fault for making assumptions.
"B-but. How- I've never see you with- him."
>"Oh dear. Anon he works the night shift over at the weather factory."
 
>Oh.
>You feel what you can only imagine is everything you've hoped for come crumbling down.
>"He just left actually."
>She fixes the pedals one some of the flowers before sniffing them and sighing.
>"And he won't be back for a LONG while."
>She set your gifts down and flutters over to you.
"Miss Shy?"
>"Anon, I'm going to be honest with you."
>She sets her hoof on your leg.
>"I love you too, but not that way. I'm already taken."
>Her words just remind you of what's already killing you inside.
>"You're an amazing friend and it really does hurt that it has to be this way."
>Her sincerity did help, if just a little.
>She sighs again.
>"Anon, he won't be home until about 6 in the morning."
>You look at her.
>She smiles.
>"I'm yours until then."
>...
"What?"
>"I know it's not exactly what you wanted, but if it will help."
>She pecks you on the cheek.
"B-but what about your husband? Didn't you just-"
>"Don't worry about him, besides, if it's for a friend he won't mind."
"But-"
>"Anon, just relax."
>She pecks you once more.
>"Now, shouldn't we take this somewhere more appropriate?"
 
>What do you even do in this situation?
>Not like you had much experience with it to begin with.
>Now it's just thrown at you in the most-
>Visually appealing way.
>Guess she was right.
>This was far from how you intended for this to go, but you'd take what you could get.
>That's what you told yourself anyways.
>So you picked her up by her back, holding her chest to yours.
"Where?"
>You just sort of blurt out.
>"Up the stairs, first door."
>Without another word, you began moving.
>She continued to plant little kisses all over your face as you walked.
>It was weird.
>Despite what she said, they felt, genuine.
>Like she wasn't just doing it to prove something to you.
>She was showing affection.
>Like the time you cut your hand.
>She meant it.
>The realization just sort of passes through your mind.
>You carried on until you got to the door.
>She wasn't very heavy, so you just freed one of your hands to throw it open.
>You weren't exaggerating either.
>It shook some pictures on the wall as it slammed into it.
>She had resorted to just moaning into your neck.
>"H-hurry, please, I need this."
>Well then...
>You move and drop her onto the fresh sheets.
>Now you kinda feel sorry for her.
>Or whoever has to clean them.
 
>You can hear her heavy breathing as you turn to go close the door.
>"No."
>Her tone strikes you instantly.
>"Leave it open."
>She says in a huff.
>"Now get back here."
>No matter how old you get.
>No matter the situation.
>Hearing her talk like that will always strike you.
>You come back and immediately get a little kiss on the lips.
>"Now."
>She sits on the edge of the bed.
>"Undress me."
>You feel a little jolt run down your spine.
>Watching it was one thing, but-
>She smiles at you.
>Slowly, you take hold of her lenses.
>She closes her eyes as you remove them.
>Jeez.
>She waves her mane a bit before opening them again.
>The difference is just-
>You stare at her, pleasantly shocked.
>She giggles.
>"Anon~ You're missing a few things."
>You snap back to reality.
"Oh, um, right."
>As carefully as before, you reach behind her neck and feel for the little latch to her necklace.
>She takes the opportunity to push up against you.
>Now you're really on edge.
>Once you find it, you make quick work of it.
>Wonder how she gets it on in the first place...
>You feel sweat drip down your face as you feel a pressure around your backside.
>"One more sweetie. Just one more~"
 
>Your heart is racing.
>Your hands are shaking.
>Your mind refuses to function properly.
>But you oblige.
>She instinctively folds her ear as you reach for it.
>You hear her giggle as you fiddle with the little flower shaped jewelry.
>It comes free after you pull off the squishy little piece holding it in place.
>She laughs the exact same as you repeat the process for the other.
>The fuzzy feeling of her coat on your hand was just-
>Amazing.
>For a minute you just stand there, staring at the earrings in your grasp.
>"Well? Aren't you going to join me?"
>You thought about for a second, then upon figuring out what she meant, you began undoing the buttons on your shirt.
>Your shaking hands had difficulty doing even this.
>You hear a little mumble before your arms are thrown apart and she grabs your cleanest dress shirt.
>Buttons fly in all directions as she rips it open.
>First thing she does is press her cheek against your bare chest.
>You didn't really know what to do, so you let her.
>"Goodness."
>She giggles.
>"So eager."