>You Spot Fluttershy’s house from across the meadow and skip your way to it, gleefully humming as you frolic through the grassy field
>Until…
>Something snags on your toe, causing you to trip over and smash into the ground
>Brushing yourself off in a rapid recover, you turn around to search for the culprit.
>Was it a rock or root protruding out of the ground?
>No, it was your Arch Nemesis;
>Angel Bunny
>He glares at you Silently. You stare him down and growl, curling your fists in response
One of these days…
>You start backing toward the cottage, keeping your eyes fixed on your mortal enemy as you move. Can’t give him another easy opportunity
>pure hatred oozes from his eyes as he continues his glare
>Once you’ve reached a safe distance, you resume skipping merrily toward the cottage
>As you approach the backyard, you see your favorite lady in the whole wide world
Fluttershy!
>Fluttershy: “Anon?”
>You spring toward her with your arms wide open
>The both of you hug tightly on contact before you tell her you want to pick out a pet
>she explodes with giddiness, Says she’s been waiting to hear that for ages and proceeds to sing
>You sit down and enjoy her entertaining…
>at first it’s cute
>after 5 minutes, your still interested
>after 10 minutes it’s still somewhat cute
>after 15 minutes it gets to be a little tedious
>after 20 minutes, it’s now annoying
>after 25, You start thinking to Yourself; AH MY GAWD, HOW MUCH LONGER IS SHE GOING TO SING!?!
>After 30 minutes, DID SHE COMPOSE AN ENTIRE FUCKING SYMPHONY AND SIT ON IT UNTILL I TOLD HER I WANTED A PET!?!
>You Remain present in body, but your mind begins to wander
>You start counting your teeth from being so bored: “26...27...28...29...29? I have 29 teeth? That can’t be right! I’ll count them again…1...2...3...4...”
>A choking noise interrupts your counting
>You Snap out of it and turn attention to Fluttershy
>There is a bird lodged partway into her mouth
>You rush over to her, wrap your arms around her ribs and start pumping
>Heave! Heave! Heave!
>She coughs and the bird dislodges, flying away thereafter
What happened?
>“I-I don’t know, birds always seem to be getting stuffed down my throat. I think they just like my voice. I’m sorry, I’ll start singing again…if you want”
Ehh, that’s alright. I think I have it narrowed down. Generally, most humans have either dogs or cats as pets but I’m not sure which one I want…
>You return to sitting down as you stroke your chin ponderously
Hmm…Dog…Cat…Dog…Cat…
>Fluttershy Approaches your side
>“Anon”
Not now, I’m trying to think
>“But I have an answer”
>Fluttershy plops a fox down in your lap
>She has a bleach white coat, floppy ears, dark paws, a curly tail and crystal blue eyes
>“She’s a domestic snow fox, you could think of her as a cross between a dog and a cat”
>You hold the fox up to eye level to get a better look
I like her, I shall call her…Roxy!
>Spending the rest of the evening jotting down note for taking care of the fox, you leave as night time reaches and head home with your new pet following
>As you’re nearly there you wonder to yourself
Hmm, what all did I get done today…
>Pulling your errand list out of your pocket, you skim through it
Grocery shopping…Pick up that instrument from Octavia…dry cleaning…return those books to twilight…unplug the sink…I didn’t get any of that done!
>You Chuckle before wadding the list into a ball and tossing it over your shoulder
I don’t even remember what threw me off course in the first place
>As you Approach the house, you See Pinkie still rambling with infatuation over the scribbles you left in the dirt
Oh yeah…
>You Step up to her
>“…and I Knew right away medical school wasn’t for me!”
Pinkie?
>She continues rambling, unaware of your return
>“Even though I have cousins who are doctors, I knew I needed to find my own path”
>You Grab her and shake her back to reaity
>She smiles
>“Oh Hai, Anon!”
Have you obsessing over that X all day?
>“I guess so”
You must be tired?”
>“Me? Tired? Never!”
>With absolutely no warning whatsoever, she falls asleep with all the speed of a heartbeat and collapses over like a tree.
>Her head lands on your chest and takes the both of you down to the ground
>She’s out cold and snoring softly
>You try to throw her off, but it doesn’t do any good
>Damn she’s heavy
>You snarl at her loudly
Pinkie, get of me!
>Her sleep talking is the only response you’re given
>“I..lull…layer…loaner…labremeggerablumatty…Snorkel!”
>You try to slip out from underneath her but it still doesn’t do any good. looks like your going to be stuck here until she wakes up
>As your Laying in the dirt sighing over your current predicament She yawns and spreads her foremost limbs
>She wraps them around your body before she repositions her cheek against yours and nuzzles
>Figuring this situation isn‘t that bad after all, you shrug and hug back
Eh, screw it…
>You nuzzle your cheek into her’s as you dose off in the dirt