>Wake up.
>HOLY SHIT! YOU ARE LATE FOR WORK!
>Triple S at the speed of sound.
>Maybe you shouldn't have wiped at the speed of sound.
>No time for breakfast. Gotta get to Apple Acres now!
>You aren't really hungry anyway. In fact, you kinda feel full.
>If you are lucky and run fast enough you might not even run into...
>Oh yeah. That's right. Fluttershy dumped you yesterday.
>Wait. The fuck are you saying. You two weren't a thing.
>Yet, when you open your door this morning, a part of you feels empty.
*sigh* Better get used to this.
>You walk off to work. Not really caring that you are late anymore.
>Fluttershy seems to be plaguing your thoughts, or at least what little good memories you had of her plague your thoughts.
>Maybe you shouldn't have been so mean yesterday.
>Entering the Apple's farm, you decide that after work you will try to make things better with Fluttershy.
>A hard day's work will be able to get your mind off of that douchebag for a little while.
>"Great job Mous! Let's grab the next field."
>Wait. What.
>"Thanks Applejack. This job is a piece of cake! I'm just happy you can help me earn some bits."
>"No problem partner. Thats what friends are for."
"Hey Applejack. Mous."
>You refuse to look at the only other human in this world.
>"Bout time ya showed up sleepy head! Thank goodness ah got Mous here to help pick up the slack."
"My bad. I had a rough night."
>"That's a shame, cause my night was great. Didn't get too much sleep."
"Why don't we just get to work."
>Normally the hard work gets you enough of a workout, but today your head isn't in it.
>By the time you clean out one tree, Mous completes two.
"You are going to tire yourself out if you keep that pace."
>"You kiddin me? I'm on easy mode."
>A monkey couldn't swing from branch to branch faster than his speed.
>He cleans out a tree almost as fast as Applejack bucks a fresh one.
>Hours pass. You are exhausted and hungry.
>Mous hasn't even broke a sweat.
>"Well boys, payday! Come'ere Mous, I'll give you a bit of an advance so you can get started."
>Advance?
>"Thanks Applejack, see you tomorrow! Can't keep Shy waiting!"
>He shoots a wink towards you.
>You make a fist. Daring him to start something.
>"Anon, ah think we need to talk."
"Well, uh, okay Applejack. Whats up."
>"It's about your performance the last few days. You aren't workin at your normal pace."
"Sorry Applejack, I've just had a lot on my mind lately. I'll pick up the pace. I promise."
>A lot is an overstatement.
>The only thing on your mind right now is Fluttershy and making amends.
>"Well, here's the problem partner. I can't keep two workers fer forever."
>You lose your breath for a second.
>"Ah know you've been here a long time, but ah need you to pull yourself together now."
>You nod.
>This is it.
>"I'm gonna keep your pay for today, but that's because tomorrow is your last shot."
>Mous is slowly trying to take everything dear to you.
>"Y'all decide if it's yer last paycheck. Ah hope it won't be."
>You won't let him.
"I understand Applejack. I'll be on my A-game tomorrow."
>"Thanks Anon."
>You head back towards Ponyville, thinking out a plan for how to make amends with Fluttershy and keep your job.
>Maybe Twilight would have some good advice?
>Probably not. She is too busy trying to learn and experiment with her new princess powers.
>There is always taking to Pinkie again.
>Plus you should probably apologize about the cake yesterday.
>But then again, you would hate to bother her with all of your troubles.
>Rainbow Dash is at the Wonderbolt Academy this week, so that's out of the question.
>Which leaves, Rarity.
>You could go to her shop to get fitted with a new outfit, and ask for advice in the process.
>It seems like a great idea.
>But then again, she does love to pass around rumors. Could you really trust her?
>Do you really have a choice?
The Boutique it is.
>*knock-knock*
>"We're closed for today!"
"Even for a friend?"
>The door opens revealing the element of generosity with a wide smile.
>"Oh Anon come in! Come in! What can I do for you? You so rarely visit, I'm guessing you need new clothes?"
"Yeah if you don't mind, but I got something else I'd like to talk to you about too."
>"Oh? Do tell. Do tell. Oh! I had this most magnificent idea for an outfit for you today. I've been experimenting with leather and denim and winter is coming up, so I thought I-"
"It's about Fluttershy."
>She becomes quiet, and continues to grab more materials from her workroom.
>Maybe this wasn't a good idea.
>She reenters the fitting room and begins drawing her ideas.
>"Go on."
"Well. I'm assuming that you heard about what happened yesterday."
>"Which part Anon, you must be more specific. Could you get on the fitting platform? I'm almost done sketching this out."
>You step onto the platform.
"Well, about Fluttershy... losing interest in me."
>"You mean breaking up with you."
*Sigh* "Yes."
>"Then you admit it."
"Yes. Fine. We broke up."
>"Good. That's the first step to recovery Anon."
>These fucking ponies. Whatever. Just play along.
"Well. I'm wondering if I should talk to her and try and make things better."
>Suddenly a roll of denim, under Rarity's magic, wraps around your legs and begins to form a new pair of jeans.
>"Why do you want to do that Anon?"
"I've just been thinking and, well, maybe I was a little hard on her. I could have been better to her."
>"Now are you doing this because she broke up with you, or because she is hanging around with Mous?"
>Ouch. Rarity knew all the right questions.
>"Shirt off please?"
"Sure."
>You take off your shirt to show off your muscled physique. Rarity blushes.
>This will just take a second.
>A roll of cotton wraps around your arms and midsection, magically sewing a new t-shirt.
>"Well?"
"A little of both honestly. I miss her being around all the time. I feel like I lost a good friend."
>What the hell are you saying.
>Remember when she pissed on your door to see if watersports were your fetish?
>Remember when she shoved Twinkies up her asshole to see if shitting food was your fetish?
>Remember how she would come to see you every day?
>Remember when she gave you that hug the first day that you came to Equestria? When you needed moral support the most?
>Remember how she always cared for you? Even when you got hurt due to her fetish attempts?
>It was always her that took you to the hospital.
>Wait! WHAT THE HELL.
>"Are you sure you aren't just jealous?"
"No! I'm not just jealous Rarity."
>"It sounds to me like you might be jealous."
>She wraps black leather around you, fitting for a leather jacket.
>"This jacket is going to take a while to get done, since I haven't done one of these for a human. It'll be ready tomorrow morning."
"I'm not jealous."
>"If you aren't jealous, then go talk things through with Fluttershy, but if you are, stay away."
"Fine. Thanks."
>"I mean it Anon."
>She stares bullets at you, and her once gentle voice now becomes hard and serious.
>"I haven't seen Fluttershy this happy before. I don't want you to go breaking her heart or ruining her chances with Mous."
>Ouch.
>"At least he actually loves her."
"Who said I didn't love her."
>"You did. All the time. Every day."
>The words burn on the inside.
>Maybe she really did listen to you.
>"It tore me up to listen to her cry. Every time about you not loving her as she did for you. I won't allow you to do that to her again."
"Then I'm going to go set things straight."
>"Remember my words Anon. Your jacket will be ready at 7am."
"Great. Work isn't till 9, and it will be cold."
>You head out the door
"Thanks Rarity."
>"I didn't do a thing Anon."
"I know."
>You jog towards Fluttershy's Cottage.
>What are you going to say?
>Guess you will figure that out when the time comes.
>All that matters is setting things right.
>When you approach the cottage the lights are on and the moon is starting to come out.
>So much for getting a good night's sleep.
>Before you knock on the door, you have one last chance to go back.
>You stop and ponder leaving for a moment.
>No fucking way.
>*knock-knock*
>The door immediately swings open to show an excited Fluttershy.
>Your heart skips a beat.
>"Oh thank goodness you are back Mous! I was beginning to get worried and-"
>She cuts off her words when she sees your face and not Mous.
>"Oh, hi Anon. Was there something you needed? Otherwise it's late... um... if you don't mind."
>Your happy energy and confidence drain from you.
"Yeah, um, I wanted to talk to you about something."
>Her expression becomes exasperated and her tone angry.
>"About what? I'm sorry Anon, but I thought you were the one that said they needed time."
>This little pony sure knew how to verbally bitch-slap you.
"I just. I feel like I'm the one that should apologize. I never really treated you right. You were so kind to me and only wanted to make me happy.
>She stares at you expecting more.
"... but I was an asshole. I kicked you off my doorstep, threw you out windows, made you face some of your worst fears-
>"Humiliated myself."
".. yes, and humiliate yourself."
>"Get to the point, Anon."
>Now or never.
"I just wanted to say I'm sorry and see if there was anyway we could return to normal?"
>Her face begins to become pink.
>And pinker... and pinker.
>Oh wait. That might be the darkness playing tricks on you. Thats red.
>"How dare you."
>You take a step back.
>"How DARE you!"
>She flies in the air above you.
>"I work hard for MONTHS to try and make you love me the way I loved you, and now when I finally found the special somepony of my dreams, you think you can walk over here on two legs and ask for me back!"
>Time seems to freeze.
>"How DARE you not think about what I may want. How DARE you ask for me back after everything I've done for you."
>Guilt rises from your stomach to the back of your throat, destroying your ability to talk.
>"Lastly.... How... How dare you..." *sniff*
>Guilt turns to sadness as she fights crying.
>"How dare you play with my emotions that way. Rarity had me convinced that you would never love me. I still tried so hard for you. I tried. SO. HARD."
>You open your mouth, but words don't come.
>"Now you come here, and play with my emotions like they are a filly's plaything! Even when I have somepony who really loves me."
>She has nearly broken down into tears, she lands on the ground back inside the cottage.
>"Well I'll put this in words I'm sure you will understand Anon."
>She stares directly into your soul. For the first time, you see the deep gentle person deep inside her.
>The person you loved.
>The person you destroyed.
>"We were never a thing."
>The door slams in your face, and crushes all reality around you.
>Only one other sound fills the space around you.
>Fluttershy's deep sobs, which travel deeper into her house, until they are gone.
>Only silence envelops you, the landscape only lit by the pale full moon.
>You fall to you knees.
>"Great job Asshole."
>You turn around to see him.
>"Now I'm probably not getting any tonight."
>Your numbness intensifies, and thoughts and words become automatic.
"You know what. Fuck you."
>You get on your feet and walk towards the sack of shit.
"If you really cared, you would be inside taking care of her right now."
>"You;re right, and I'm right here. What do you think that means Anon?"
"Fuck you."
>"No thanks, but I'm sure I can tell you how I fucked her."
"That is IT, asshole!"
>"Hey buddy, you missed your chance. Now, it's my turn."
>You charge towards him, fists extended, ready to destroy him.
>A purple barrier separates you and him.
"WHAT THE FUCK."
>"Thank you for your tip Rarity."
>"No problem Twilight. I'm going to head inside and see how she is doing."
>No longer shrouded by night, Princess Twilight and Rarity emerge from the darkness.
>Fucking unicorn magic.
>"As for you two humans. I can't have you hurting each other. At least not this way."
>You stare at the only pony keeping you from attacking your enemy.
"Go on."
>"I understand that you two are fighting to have the same job, same marefriend, and even the same residence from the mayor."
>"Oh yeah, about that Anon. Did you get your eviction notice?"
"FUCK YOU."
>You pound as hard as you can against Twilight's purple barrier, but it only hurts your hand.
>"I can allow you two to fight only on one condition."
>You stare at her.
>If looks could kill, she would be on fire.
>"The loser must be subject to my new teleportation spell. It should return the loser to Earth."
>Your answer is pure reflex.
"I'm in."
>You look to your opponent with murder in your eyes.
>"I accept the challenge."
>"Fair enough. I will see you two at 7:30am outside the library. Now go home Anon. Don't try anything funny."
>You walk home. Never so determined about something in your life.
>You will fight.
>You will win.
 
>You are Fluttershy
>You just finished drying your eyes with Rarity.
>Twilight enters your cottage.
"Did... Did he?"
>"Yes."
>You look to the floor.
"Were is Mous?"
>Twilight sighs deeply.
>"He will stay with me tonight."
"I hope he wasn't too hard on Anon."
>"He said what he needed to. I heard it all. Anon will be there, and he is going to fight hard."
"I don't know if I want this Twilight."
>Rarity and Twilight look at you questioningly
"I just... I just don't want Anon to get hurt."
>Twilight nods to you and smiles.
>"You should have seen him out there tonight. He almost knocked down my barrier. I think he will be fine."
"That's good. I think I better get some sleep girls. It's going to be a hard night."
>You see your friends out of your cottage and head upstairs to bed.
>Getting under the covers, you look to where Mous laid last night.
>He wasn't Anon, but he was nice, and wasn't so difficult.
>You weren't really even interested in Mous. He didn't feel genuine. You just imagined he was Anon.
>He was cold, and distant. Not like your Anon.
>You just hope that this ordeal turns out alright.
>You hope it turns out as you have hoped.