>You start you journey back home. Hoping you won't end up having some time consuming conversation. You just have to get home.
>You are walking in a rushing manner.
>Power walking like a boss. Thanks to high school. Having three minutes between classes is just bullshit.
>If there are no spells in effect. Why do you feel so damn weird?
>Probably just something in those drinks you had with Rarity last night. It's a wonder why you don't have a hangover.
>You finally get to your door step.
>You enter you home and head straight for the kitchen.
>It's time to make the only snack that takes the stress away.
>Cinnamon toast. You've been hooked on it since you was a kid. You're favorite snack by far of all your life. Usually after having a slice of it your stress vanishes into the void.
>And to get your stomach to shut the fuck up? Ginger ale.
>Thank God this place has Ginger ale you'd lose your mind altogether.
>You just gotta calm down.
>Fluttershy's attempt today was nothing. You just haven't had a good fuck in a while. She just caught you off guard that's all.
>You really got to stop overthinking things Anon.
>You gather your ingredients for the toast and preheat the oven. 4 slices should be enough.
>Those was the last slices you had in the house
>Note to self: stop by the store and grab bread when you go out next time.
>Once you finished the process you toss in the oven and set the timer.
>You go to your fridge and get out your Ginger ale.
>It's time to put a muzzle on that stomach of yours.
>Drink it straight from the bottle. It's not like you have roommates or anything.
>You take a good swig of it.
>Ah that hit the spot.
 
>Knock knock at the door.
>Who could that be?
>You open the door.
>It's Fluttershy.
>What the fuck?
>She still has her little outfit on. With her hair back up and Twilight's reading glasses.
"Flutters what do you want?"
>"You...I decided I'm not done yet. I think I'm onto something."
"Flutters just go home. You made you guess today. Now stop cheating."
>"I could tell you the same thing Mr.Unknown. You know I don't like cheaters in my classroom!"
"What are you talking about?"
>She slaps a piece of paper in your face.
>It had a F on it. With your name on it and everything. It looked like some kind of test.
>She forged your handwriting perfectly.
>Howdidthateven.jpg
>She could have your bank account depleted if she wanted to.
>Damn Fluttershy you scary.
 
>"Look at this! Did you really think you could get away with cheating?!" She said as she waves the test you never took in your face.
"How did you learn my handwriting?!"
>"I didn't you wrote this so it IS your handwriting!"
>"Implying I copied it."
>Implying she didn't.
>"Now since I am a forgiving teacher I'll let this slide for something in return..."
>Damn it. You know what is.
>Take the bait anyway. You want to go about your day. You're getting sick of this jiggit pokery.
"Ugh what would that be?"
>"So glad you asked...mmmm~ sexy..."
>Butterflies start to stir in your stomach again.
>Quit it damn it!
>Why are you so nervous?
>Surely something isn't right!
>"I'd like to hop on that Hot...Monkey...Dick."
>"Boner here reporting for duty. Who's cunt are we destroying today?"
>No hell no this can't happen!
>Damn it why'd she have to say it like that?!
>While your boner is being a Benedick Arnold. You have to play this off.
"Ha no, goodbye Flutters."
>You attempt to close the door but she put puts hoof in the way.
>"Mr.Unknown I don't think you realize...I'm not asking."
>She barges into your house knocking the door back.
>You hit your head on the door and fall on your ass.
>Damn she's strong.
>You really need to work out more.
>You get up off the floor with a throbbing headache and get ready to kick her out.
>She notices your boner and tackles you back down and begins to grab and tear at your pants.
>"Lose the pants Mr.Unknown! I must have it now!"
"Fuck off Flutters!"
>You struggle to get her off you but she isn't having it.
>The lust flowing through her veins made sure she was going to get her prize.
>"I will have my prize!"
>There's got to be a way out of this.
>"Oi Anon your brain here use the code word you idjit!"
>How could you forget?! Now's a good time to use it. You have to it's the only way.
"TARDIS!"
>Fluttershy hisses at you with frustration.
>Dafuq? That's a first.
>She shuts down rape mode and let's you get off the floor.
>"Awww Darn. I thought for sure I had guessed right this time."
"I already told you that the naughty teacher wasn't my fetish."
>"But you was hard! I saw it! By the way nice package. Feel free to deliver it to me anytime."
>Dispony.jpg
"Cool it Flutters you just caught me off guard today that's all."
>DING!
>The timer goes off at the stove.
>"You making something Anon?"
"Yeah cinnamon toast."
>"NO WAY!"
"What?"
>"Cinnamon toast is my favorite!" she said with a smile.
"Mine too I've been addicted to it since I was little."
>"Awww I bet you was the cutest little thing!"
"...Anyways, I decided to make some today to get rid of some stress. When I have a slice or two the stress just..."
>"Vanishes into the void."
"Y-yeah...that."
>Did she just finish a sentence for you?
>There is no way she could've known you was going to say that.
>"Well don't just stand there! Don't let it burn!"
"Oh right!"
>You go to over the oven and pull out the cinnamon toast and place it on top of the stove.
>The toast was just right. Smelled so sweet. You mouth begins to water just thinking about devouring it.
>"Hey Anon..."
"What?"
>"I w-was wondering if I-I can have some please? If you don't mind."
>She looks at you with sad eyes.
>Damn it not the sad eyes. Anything but that.
>God why do you have to be a sucker for sad eyes.
>Curse you Fluttershy.
"I guess so."
>"EEEP! ThankyouthankyouthankyouIloveyousomuch!"
>Stop being adorable!
>Cuteness overload shutting down all systems.
>System Reboot.
"Calm down damn it. You're not Pinkie Pie."
 
>You both have a seat at the kitchen table.
>You split your 4 slices of cinnamon toast with Fluttershy reluctantly.
>She better enjoy those two slices. You hate sharing cinnamon toast with anyone. Not that you're a selfish person but come on it's cinnamon fucking toast.
>She takes her first bite of it.
>Her eyes widen and begin to sparkle.
>"Oh my Celestia! It's perfect Anon! Oh the memories!"
"Th-thanks I guess."
>She's got to be kissing up to you.
>You decided to keep a close eye on her.
>She always has something up her sleeve.
>The both of you exterminate your slices of cinnamon toast like they were mere mortals. They didn't stand a chance.
>All the stress you have before was gone. The cinnamon toast did it's job but you still wanted more.
>Holy shit that was good.
 
>"Anon..."
"Yeah?"
>"I want more. That was a tease."
"Shit I know right? That's what it does to you."
>"Well make some more silly."
"Can't that was the last of the bread. I'll have to go out and get some the next time I go shopping."
>"Well let's go! I got a sweet tooth."
"I don't wanna. I like to stay home today until Pinkie's party starts."
>"Oh well I don't mind hanging with you. I guess I'll have to pick up where I left off with my fetish guessing. I have ALL the time in the world. Let me check my list."
>She pulls out a list from God knows where.
>She straightens Twilight's reading glasses she has on.
>"Now let's see, Hmmm we have pegging, orgasm denial, spanking, sex in the shower, anal, creampie, BDSM, erotic hypnosis, angry sex, flank worship...Hmmm which do you think we should start with first? I'll let you pick."
>fuckthat.jpg
"Let me grab my keys and wallet right quick. We're going grocery shopping."
>"That's what I thought Anon."
>Oh she's clever. She must really like cinnamon toast.
 
>You get your keys and wallet and head out the door with Fluttershy at your side.
>You're just going to go to the store and get some bread.
>You start your journey to the grocery store.
>As you walk to the store you notice ponies all over are gasping out loud and whispering to themselves when they see you and Fluttershy walking together.
>Did the whole town know what the situation was between you and her?
>For someone to be cooped up for a year your business is all over ponyville.
>Wait a minute maybe that's why. Fluttershy did say she's been getting popular from being the only pony in Equestria that knows you personally.
>A bit too personally for your taste.
>In the past she would go as far as rubbing her marehood on your toothbrush. Just so she can say you've had a taste of her.
>For that whole month you mouth washed with soap and magical holy water.
>That was her being distant.
>You shudder in disgust from those thoughts.
>Ah that's better. Looks like all that mojo Fluttershy was laying on you wore off.
>Thank you Fluttershy for being so gross and intrusive.
>But now she's calmed down with the foolishness.
>At least you can tolerate being around her.
 
>You arrive to the grocery store with to make a quick purchase.
>Considering what Rainbow Dash told you awhile back to never go shopping with Fluttershy.
>You of course laughed right in Dash's face. You never thought that would happen.
>You claimed that you would win an argument against Twilight before that happened.
>Wait, did that happen yesterday morning?
>You intend to get in and get out without your wallet going on a drastic diet.
"Alright Flutters we're here for bread alright?"
>"You got it mister."
>You and Fluttershy go from aisle to aisle trying to find where the bread is located.
>During this time Fluttershy just stays quiet.
>Good. You can get a little break from her.
>You finally find the aisle with the bread.
>You grab 5 loafs the white bread.
>white bread is superior against all other bread loafs.
>"Hey we should get some cinnamon and sugar. Ya know just in case we run out."
"I guess so."
>"And some apple cider."
"No, nice try Flutters. Besides Pinkie parties tonight so calm down."
>"Darn. What about apple soda?"
"Well...I guess so. But that is it ok?"
>"Ok."
>After you got the bread you decided to got for your next item on your just made list.
>You got the cinnamon and sugar on the same aisle.
>"Hey Anon..."
"What?"
>"Ummm just wondering. Is sex in public your fetish?"
"No don't even think about it."
>"Oh that's good to know. Looks like I'll have to try another fetish tomorrow."
"What were you planning?"
>"Don't worry about it."
>You head for the soft drink section to get some apple soda.
>Your hands were starting to get full.
>"Anon we should get some strawberries."
"Actually that doesn't sound bad."
>"Get the blue ones. The blue ones are the best."
"Hold up they have blue strawberries here?!"
>"Well duh silly, Everyp0ny knows that."
 
>It's been over a year since you lived here and you still get mind blown from the things they have here.
>They have peach honey made by peach bees.
>Oh man you flipped your shit and every table you came across on the day you found out about that one.
>They called them peach bees was because of their shape and color and that they only made hives in peach trees.
>The peach bees were in fact very friendly. You can be surrounded in a cloud of them thick enough to blot out the sun and won't sting you. As long as you didn't kill one.
>They will avenge the death of a fallen one.  
>You never had a stomach ache as bad as that day. That's just how good it was.
>You couldn't get enough of it. Twilight and the others had to put you on lock down for 24 hours just to keep you from going crazy.
>You learned a good lesson of moderation that day.
>Damn it looks like you're getting peach honey.
"Hey Flutters."
>"Yes hun?"
"Can you get a basket or cart or something? And don't call me hun please."
>"Sure thing Anon, anything for you."
"Thanks."
>You start looking for the aisle with peach honey.
>You go through every aisle there was in the store but no luck.
>Maybe Fluttershy knows where to find it.
>Great now you got to find her.
>"Anon! There you are sweetie!"
>Oh god does she have to shout that in the store?
>Now she decides project her voice
>Looks like she found you.
>She flies over to you carrying a basket as she flutters in the air.
>Fucking Fluttershy
 
>She hoofs you the basket.
>You put the so far gathered items into it.
>"Where did you run off to?"
"Sorry about that. Just looking for peach honey."
>"Anon don't bother you're not going to find a drop of it in Ponyville. It's mostly found in Canterlot."
"Really? Damn..."
>"Don't be sad Anon. Besides peach honey is expensive."
"I guess. Oh well maybe the next time I go to Canterlot Princess Celestia can hook me up."
>"Probably."
>Now you really look forward to going to visit the Princesses this weekend.
>"Did you get the blue strawberries?"
"No not yet."
>"Well come on! Let's go mister! You have to try them!"
"Alright alright."
 
>A few minutes later you head for a checkout line.
>How they scan items is beyond you.
>You decided to quit questioning it and sum it up to the 6th rule of The Universal Rules of  Universes.
>After you paid for your items you head back home.
>Shopping with Fluttershy wasn't so bad. What was Dash talking about?
 
>You arrive home with no problem.
>You put your groceries on your counter.
>Fluttershy rushes to help you put them up.
>"Alright let's get that cinnamon toast ready!
"Damn Fluttershy what's got you so hype?"
>"I love cinnamon toast! Now come on let's get prepping!"
"Calm down Flutters, don't get flustered."
>She really needs to calm herself down.
>You begin the process of preparing the cinnamon toast for it's utter destruction in the future. You prepared 8 slices of bread each.
>You can't help it cinnamon toast is just too good.
>Fluttershy is watching you like a hawk and seems to be getting off as you go about the process of preparing the toast.
>"Mmm~ Yeah you spread that butter. Nice and slowly Anon spread it evenly."
>Dafuq.jpg
>"Sprinkle that sugar and cinnamon. OooOooOh yeeaaah Anon that's it. Oooh I can't wait until it's in my mouth!"
>wut.jpg
>"There ya go Anon, put it in! You show that oven who's boss! Oh you ram that big boy in!"
>This is awkward...
>Fluttershy must really love cinnamon toast.
>It just occurred to you that Fluttershy gets off to your favorite snack that you had since you was a kid.
>There goes your childhood.
>You'll never look at cinnamon toast the same again.
>Fucking Fluttershy
 
>A few minutes later after all that Flutterfoolery, the toast is finally ready.
>You take the tray of toast and place it onto of the stove and grab two plates from a nearby cabinet.
>After you both had your plate fixed and had a seat at the kitchen table.
>You go about eating your toast and do you best to ignore Fluttershy's moan of pleasure.
>"Anon it's so good! So worth the wait."
"Thanks."
>"Are you going to eat that?"
"Yes, keep your hooves on your own plate."
>About 2 hours later you and Fluttershy devoured and pigged out on cinnamon toast and apple soda. You couldn't eat another bite.
>That was one hell of a pig out session.
>You need to go lay down and rest up for Pinkie's party tonight.
>However your not too comfortable with falling asleep in your own house with Fluttershy around.
 
>You're pretty tired though so you'll have to risk it.
>You get out of chair and started to wobble over to your bedroom. You reach the entrance of your bedroom before Fluttershy said anything.
>"Anon where you going?"
"To bed, I gotta rest for Pinkie's party."
>"Me too."
>She gets out of her chair and walks over to you stopping in front of you.
>She starts smiling like she's won the lottery or something.
"Where do you think you're going?
>"To bed silly."
"Hahaha that's funny. No, if you're going to sleep it's going to be on the couch. I'll get you a blanket if need be. But no way in hell you're sleeping with me in my bed."
>"Pleeeaaaassse?"
"No."
>"Just this once? I won't try anything if that's what you're worried about."
"The answer is still no."
 
>She ignores your answer and walks into your bedroom anyway.
>She gets a good look around your room.
"Well if you was going to barge in anyway why'd you ask?"
>"Hey Anon do you need me to take care of your laundry? You laundry bin is starting to pile up."
>Is she even listening to you?
"No thanks. Now get out."
>She lays on your bed and takes a real good sniff of your pillow and sighs deeply.
>"I love your smell Anon. Why don't you join me? It is YOUR bed."
>Nope.jpg
>You slowly back away from your bedroom door and close it. Leaving Fluttershy in your bedroom.
>You decide it would be best to just crash on the couch for a little while.
>Fluttershy is going to be too busy doing God knows what in your bedroom.
>Note to self: Burn your sheets and pillow she sniffed.
>Fucking Fluttershy.
 
End Of Part 5