>You wake up on your own for the first time in a few months.
>Usually something Fluttershy does will wake you up.
>That means something is up...
>You do your morning routine, skipping the shave.
>Don't have time for that.
>Gotta stop Fluttershy from doing whatever it is she's planning.
>Last time you woke up on your own, she brought aliens to this world.
>Took Equestria a few years to finally kill them all off.
>They didn't think the ponies would have magic.
>Come to think of it, they didn't even think magic was real.
>Magic is dope son.
>You grab a piece of bread and then get out of the house.
>As you walk and eat, your mind wanders.
>A creature from the deep?
>The tenth world wonder?
>What the fuck could she be up to?
>You finish your bread and then look around.
>Good, the sky isn't bleeding.
>Fluttershy's cottage comes into view.
>There's no ominous black cloud above her house this time.
>That's always good.
>Wait, maybe you're just thinking too hard about this.
>She could have just overslept.
>...nah.
>Out of the five years you've been here, she hasn't missed a day unintentionally.
>Something is up.
>You walk up her path to the door.
>Music can be heard from inside.
"Shy? You here?"
>When you apply pressure on the door as you knock, it creaks open.
"Fluttershy?"
>After looking behind you, you poke your head inside.
>It's completely dark.
"Um... Fluttershy? I'm coming inside."
>You open the door all the way to see nothing.
>A record player sits on the coffee table.
>When you take a step forward, something hard hits you on the back of the head.
 
 
>Well, it's done.
>Why he had to resist so much, you don't know.
>It was simple...
>He just had to love you.
>For even one second of the five years and six months he lived here.
>Why he couldn't, you don't know.
>Nopony in town could say that you didn't try.
>You've already called the authorities.
>They should be here soon.
>There was no point in doing this anymore.
>Day to day, trying your hardest to think of his fetish.
>Just so that maybe one day he would see you as more than just a pony.
>Sadly, he never did.
>The door is pushed on.
>Then a loud knock is heard.
>Looks like you forgot to unlock it.
>You remain seated on the couch.
>"THIS IS THE CANTERLOT ROYAL GUARD! IF YOU DO NOT OPEN UP WE WILL BE FORCED TO TAKE THIS DOOR DOWN!"
>If only he could have seen how much it was hurting you.
>How many times you would go home depressed.
>How many nights you would cry yourself to sleep.
>But...
>You look at the slowly reddening trash bag and sigh.
>The door flies off its hinges.
>Three guards come in.
>Two of them grab you and pull you outside.
>As they push your face to the ground, the third guard comes running out.
>You watch as he faints.
>A carriage lands and five more guards leave it.
>One of them helps the guard who just passed out.
>The other four go into your house.
>The two holding you drag you to the carriage.
>You are restrained there.
>The carriage takes flight.
>And the only thing on your mind as you sit there in sadness...
>Is the music playing from the record player.
>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mATmfc-9Tio