Fucking hell, I'm making a bad habit of delaying releases of parts for stories. I know, I'm terrible. Anyway, here's the next part of a long awaited story. Sorry it's been taking so damn long to get anything released. Having two jobs has got to be the most idiotic thing I've ever done. The money's alright but fuck... I miss my days off.
Anywho, hope you enjoy.
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2nd Day of Peace part 15
 
>Day of being back in town in Equestria.
>You are floating in and out of the dream world while you sit in your seat on the train.
>Fluttershy was sitting to the left of you, keeping an eye on you.
>All the stuff Fluttershy bought is at the foot of the seats and a few are on your lap.
>You had to keep staring outside the window, but from the scenery being so pleasant your mind relaxes.
>The sun is setting right now, so the beauty has been amplified.
>Your eyes would close and…
>”Honey, no sleeping~”
>A gentle tap on your cheek and you jolt yourself awake.
>You shake your head in hopes to get the sleep off of your, but no such luck.
>The coffee you had back at the Castle helped for a little while, but now all you want to do is crash, hard.
>When you get home you’re going to do just that, you don’t care about the effects of 3LD(street name for it apparently) you’re just going to dive in bed and SLEEP!
>Thankfully, Fluttershy bought some tickets to an express train that’ll get you back in P0nyville in half the time.
>She assured you that you don’t have to pay her back, which is cool and all.
>Other than sleep, you keep thinking about your fun night with Fluttershy.
>Hours on end of rutting, drinking and even though it was fun, you couldn’t be more tired.
>Shit got freaky, three quarters of the jar of peach honey on your nightstand was used.
>Yes, it was used for exactly what you think.
>Noon the next day, you and Fluttershy joined the Princesses and Vinyl for lunch.
>It goes without saying that there was an elephant in the room that everyone wanted to talk about.
>Luna kept dropping hints as an attempt to steer the conversation that way.
>It was a bad lunch.
>Neither Luna nor Vinyl got their belly rubs. That’s what they get for sticking their nose in your business.
>Later on around four in the afternoon, Fluttershy got the idea to grab some apple cider and peach honey for the road.
>She loves to plan ahead it seems.
>Once again your head lowers and your eyes come to a point where your field of vision is a horizontal slit.
>Instead of the yellow alarm clock keeping you awake, you feel the sudden stop of the train; it pulls you forward to where you almost slide out of your seat.
>By instinct you extend your arm in front of Fluttershy to keep her from sliding out.
>You hear the static over the intercom that’s just above you and the hiss of the train coming to a stop.
>You can barely understand a word, but you know for a fact that you arrived in P0nyville.
>”Carry my things please?”
>Your make a half enthusiastic nod and just start grabbing bags.
>The doors to the train slide open. You and Fluttershy search your area to make sure you have everything.
>After everything was gathered, you exit the train.
 
 
 
 
 
>”Anon, sweetie, no sleeping, you can do this,” Fluttershy whispers as you two were in the back of a chariot cab thingy.
>You’re too sleepy to care what it’s called; right now it’s ‘chariot cab thingy’ okay?
>You raise your head and acknowledge her with another tired nod.
>It’s really hard not to sleep and considering you have four more days to go, you hate every minute of it.
>Just as you take a look at your surroundings, you see your house in view to the right of you out the window.
>Fluttershy faces forward to the driver, “h-how much sir?”
>The driver with a blonde mane and brown fur looks back at Fluttershy with a smile.
>”No charge ma’am.”
>”B-but I have to give you something.”
>”No worries, it’s an honor to have the Element of Kindness and the only Human on this planet in my cab, trust me, its okay.”
>”O-okay,” Fluttershy turns to you and taps on your shoulder, “Honey, we’re home.”
“What? Oh cool.”
>You reach your hand over to the door handle that feels like jello and open it.
>Planting your feet on the ground, you try not to lean back and forth.
>Now to get all of Fluttershy’s stuff.
>You walk to the back to get all of it.
>Only to have her flutter to your right and place a hoof on your shoulder.
>”Why don’t you go inside and fix yourself a cup of coffee? I can take care of this.”
>You turn to her and smile, shrugging your shoulders.
“If the lady insists…”
>You walk passed her and to your doorstep then shove your right hand into your right pants pocket to fish for your keys.
>In a blur, you find yourself face first on your pillow in bed.
>You groan internally from finding it to be a pile of nails compared to the bed you and Fluttershy fucked in back in Canterlot.
>You hear Fluttershy open the door to your bedroom from its faint creak in its hinges.
>The sounds of her hooves clopping on the hardwood floor come closer and then she jumps in bed.
>Her warm breath comes down the back of your neck as she giggled.
>”Everything’s put up,” she whispers in your left ear. “Have anything planned for today?”
>You lift your head from the pillow, exhaling heavily.
“Yeah, sleep.”
>You plant your face back on your pillow and engage Snooze Control.
>”Anon, you have to stay awake. Are you trying to lose your sanity?”
>You lift your head up again.
“Fuck sanity.”
>And back to the pillow you go.
>”Anon, how many times am I gonna have to tell you to watch your language?”
>You don’t respond you just want to snatch some Z’s then go to Sugarcube Corner to get your fix.
>But sadly, you can do neither.
>”Come on mister, don’t be so grumpy.”
 
>Annoyed from having to keep lifting up your head to talk, you turn on your back, Fluttershy moved to the right to get out of your way.
>Looking her direction, she’s lying on her back facing you, you inhale before speaking.
“Flutters, I’m fuck-“
>”Watch it,” she says firmly.
>You roll your eyes and continue.
“I’m tired alright? Just two days of shut eye and I’ll be good.”
>She snickers at your little joke and punches your arm playfully.
>”Oh you.”
>You roll over on your stomach facing away from her.
>You groan from wanting to sleep, neither your bed nor Fluttershy is going to let that happen.
>With 3LD threatening your sanity as well as Fluttershy’s nagging, you find you’re going to lose it anyway.
“Ugh, Celestia needs to hurry up and deliver that bed.”
>You couldn’t sleep if you wanted to, the bed is too uncomfortable.
>Fuck whatever it is Fluttershy has to say, you’ve learned to tune out people.
>”Wamp wamp wamp wampy.”
>The tuning out is working.
>Now to rest…if you can.
>”Wamp wampy I’m gonna make some soup in a little bit, are you hungry sweetie?”
>…
>AND YOU’RE BACK IN THE GAME!!
>FUCK SLEEP!
>Fluttershy+ Cooking her famous soup = One happy as fuck Anon.
>Swiftly you slide out of bed and run over to Fluttershy’s side.
>She gives you a quizzical look as you make eye contact with her, chances are you have crazy written all over your face.
>Before she can say anything you pick her up cradling her in your arms and make a mad dash to the kitchen.
>The whole way there Fluttershy turned giddy with her giggles.
>You give her a fiery kiss on her lips then set her down by the stove.
>She was dazed at what just happened.
>”I-I…Uuuhhh-“
“Yes, cook, please. Do it.”
>You pivot the heels of your feet and get out of her mane so she can get started.
>You make it to the living room and shortly after you start doing your celebration dance.
>The human Fluttershy popped out of nowhere on the couch watching you.
>”Come have seat, the movie is about to start.”
>You look at her with a smile.
>You hop over the couch and land on the cushion to the left of her with style.
>”Nice moves hun, popcorn?” She asks, presenting a huge bucket of popcorn.
“Nah, I’ll pass, Flutters is cooking up some soup.”
>Fluttershy shrugs then faces the TV.
>Grabbing the remote on the coffee table, she flips on the TV.
>”And now, our feature presentation…”
>Just in time too. Movie trailers can take forever as much as you like watching them.
>The first scene of the movie shows a man staggering drunkenly down a dirt road at night, it reminds of you somewhere in P0nyville.
>The mysterious man walks to a gazebo, stepping under the roof of it, he looks down and to his right.
>”Oh hey, I didn’t think anyone would be here.”
>Before the camera can reveal who he’s talking to he gets a response.
>”Are ya gonna ‘member me this time?” She asks with drunken laughter in her voice.
>“Berry, I barely talk to you, what do you mean ‘remember me this time’?”
>”Because you never remember me! It’s annoying! But then again…you’re good times, so you’re forgiven.”
>It sounds weird but you felt you may have seen this before.
>You lean over to Fluttershy.
“What movie is this?” You ask with a whisper.
>She chuckles to herself then pecks your cheek.
>”Very funny, Anon, you’ve seen this a thousand times at least. Sssh, watch the movie.”
>You shrug then lock your eyes on the TV screen.
>The camera pans over to a silhouette of a mare holding up a bottle with a hoof.
>”So do ya want a drink or what? Hoomun.”
>You lean over to Fluttershy again while you stare at the screen.
“When was this made?”
>”A little over a year ago, now sssshhh.”
>Huh, must be a good movie.
>”Sure thing, Berry.”
>Berry Punch slides out of the shadow revealing herself with a bottle of Amethyst in her hooves.
>Wait… Amethyst? Okay this is getting a little creepy.
>”Come hava seat wif meh,” she says as she hoofed the bottle to the guy while he took a seat.
>Taking the bottle, he has his swig and passes it back as he coughed violently.
>Something in the back of your head swears that it’s you.
>”Fucking hell, this shit is strong!”
>”Relaaax, only for the first time it burns, drink s’more of it, Anon. It’ll help.”
>”Al-“
“-Right.”
>With the bottle in your hand, you put it to your lips and take another sip, you’re able to taste Amethyst vividly.
>Your surroundings changed in an instant, you find yourself sitting in the gazebo with Berry Punch as company.
>”When are ya gonna start fuckin’ ponies?”
>You chuckle to yourself as you pass it back to Berry. It’s as if you’re reliving a memory.
“If I can, never.”
>Berry makes a drunken cackle as a front leg wraps over the back of your neck and pulls you close.
>Her breath kicks with alcohol.
>”And why not? Mares can rock yur world Anon. Y’know your little friendships with the Elements of Harmony?”
“Yeah.”
>”I’m willin’ to bet, you’re gonna fuck one of ‘em next year. Heck I know who yur gonna screw first.”
>You resist the urge to flat out laugh at Berry’s prediction.
“And who might that be?”
>”Rarity.”
“Pff, Rarity?”
>She moves her front leg from around you and nurses the bottle of Amethyst then puts down in her lap.
>”Yeeeah, if ya weren’t so dunce, you would see that she likes you, why else do you think she never charges you for clothes, has drinkin’ nights with you and offers for you to stay the night?”
“Oh come on, she doesn’t always offer for me to stay the night. Sure Rarity is cool but we’re just friends Berry, she wouldn’t anyways, I’m too much of a brute to her.”
>”PFF please, present her a bottle of wine and she’ll fuck you stupid.”
“Berry!”
>”Well she won’t do that to just /anyp0ny/, but she definitely will for you; I would say that you’re her kinda brute anyways.”
“How do you know about me and Rarity’s friendship anyway?
>”She never shuts up about ya when I come over to supply her with booze.”
“Wait, you’re her supplier?”
>”Yep, she pays well too. Speakin’ of which, I gotta go outta town next week, I’ma get you somethin’ for yur birthday.”
“Berry, don’t bother, I don’t even know when it is.”
>”HAHAHA! Are you serious? How do you not know?”
“Different calendars.”
>”Well I know when it is.”
“How could you possibly know that?”
>”Okay, you ‘member your old phone you gave Twilight to look at?”
“Yeah?”
>”Well, she managed to turn it on with that cheatin’ pony magic of hers and she navigated to the calendar.”
“Mhm?”
>”So she made a copy of it and aligned your calendar with Equestria’s and surely enough she knows when your birthday is.”
“That’s awesome. So when is it?”
>”Not telliiing~.”
>Ugh.
“When did Twilight ever tell you anyway?”
>”I stopped by the library to return a book.”
>You give her a look of disbelief, her reputation exceeds her.
>”What? Yeah I read, I’m not a total egghead, but if ya wanna get somewhere in this world yur gonna have to read every now and again!”
“What book was it?”
>”Just a book on the origins of the rarest drinks in ‘Questria. It’s helpful for meh to find what I’m lookin’ for. Ya can’t expect to find what you’re lookin’ for it you don’t know where to look in the first place. You can search for swimmin’ goldfish on mountains tops all you want, they’re not gonna be there just because you looked there.”
“I guess?”
>”ANYWAYS, I asked Twilight wut she wassup to and she told meh she just found out when your birthday was then she told me.”
“Oh. Cool.”
>She chugs some of the Amethyst and passes it back to you.
>”Drink up and get exiled to the moon, bitch!” She shouts.
>You grab the bottle and knock back the drink, putting it down after a few seconds, you look at her completely confused at what she said.
“Ha ha what?”
>”It’s a little phrase of mine, get exiled to the moon, y’know what that means?”
“Uhh, you get exiled to the moon?”
>”It’s an expression. It’s basically sayin’ get wild enough in enjoyin’ life to the point Celestia has no choice but to exile you to the moon. So, asshole…GET EXILED TO THE MOON, BITCH!!”
“Do you have to call me an asshole?”
>”Yeah I do, you never remember me!”
>You nod in approval with a grin on your face.
>Looking at her, you reach your hand behind her ear and scratch.
>Her face gets plastered with delight as her eyes roll to the back of her head.
>”HNnnnn praise Celestia!”
“You’re alright Berry, you’re alright.”
>”Yeah, yeah, jus hurry up and fuck Rarity alreadeh, the mare has been dying to get some dick in her.”
>A tap on your left shoulder scared you half to death.
>You sharply turn your head to the left and find Fluttershy in a yellow and pink apron with butterflies on it and a chef hat.
>”Sweetie, the soup is ready.”
 >Wait…how much time actually passed?
>Damn, just like a dream, two minutes in the dream world is like thirty minutes in the real world.
>The gazebo background fades out back into the real world as you study Fluttershy…who in return is studying you.
>She was sitting on the couch next you, her face close to yours.
>Just a smidge closer and you two would be getting hot and heavy on the couch.
>”Honey? Did you hear me?”
“Y-yeah, I heard you. Soup.”
>…soup.
>Wait…soup.
>SOUP!
>Before you can go bolting to the kitchen, Fluttershy puts a hoof on your chest.
>”Not so fast, Nony.”
“Ugh, what?”
>”Try to slow down when eating it okay?”
“Mhm, yeah deal.”
>Fluttershy pushes on your chest, “oh and one more thing.”
>Using booth of her front hooves, she grabs a hold on your shirt and pulls you to her.
>Your lips come in contact with hers as both of your eyes close.
>She pushes your chest and slowly your back lies on the couch while Fluttershy is on top of you.
>The taste of her soup is picked up as she explores your mouth; chances are she was sampling her soup as she cooked.
>You savor the taste while she and you fought for dominance.
>Before you got too distracted, you push Fluttershy away gently to break the kiss.
>She makes a smile, her eyes make a quick up-down scan of you before she bit her lip.
>“This is going to be a fun month.”
 
End of part 15