Title: (FR) Deafness in Equestria Author: FlutterPriest Pastebin link: http://pastebin.com/96KAgLRw First Edit: Thursday 29th of August 2013 07:29:28 PM CDT Last Edit: Last edit on: Monday 21st of March 2016 07:14:56 PM CDT prose: http://www.fimfiction.net/story/301558/whatcha-say   ---- >Day Deafness in Equestria >Wake up to the bright, yellow sunshine that graces Equestria. >Rubbing the sand out of your eyes, the grass is green, the birds are flying freely and the trees are in full bloom. >You've been able to train yourself to wake up at this time of day fairly consistently. >Since you lost your hearing on Earth. >Being transferred to Equestria was difficult. Most older mares and stallions had a chance of becoming hard of hearing, but rarely completely deaf. >Teaching them sign-language wasn't really an option either. >That would have to be one lesson that Twilight would have to deal with failure. >After a good stretch, you begin your morning ritual. >Shower, Shit, Shave. >You head downstairs to grab your morning bowl of Sweetie O's. >One thing was always sure about your morning ritual, you never really had to worry about disturbances. >Never having visitors meant that there was always peaceful solitude. >You wouldn't even hear if there was a massive pony orgy right outside your window. >However, something felt off. >The hairs on the back of your neck stood up. >The unmistakable feeling of forgetting something pestered your thoughts. >The unnerving feeling of being watched crept into your soul. >You do your best to disregard it and enjoy your breakfast. >Something touches your shoulder. >Kung-Fu mode kicks in, grabbing the unknown entity and slamming them into the nearest wall. "Oh, Hi Fluttershy." >Fluttershy slides down the wall dazed and confused. She must have closed the door on her way in. >She stands up and hides her face behind her mane. Her hair and face seem to move, and she stares at you. "Uh, I won't understand you unless I see your lips Fluttershy. I can't mind read." >"Oh... um... sorry. It's just you never answer your door in the morning when I come to check on you, and... well. I was worried that something might have happened to you." "Oh, well thanks! I never hear if I have visitors, so this means you must be the first." >She buries her face into her hair again to hide the pink on her face. "Can't hear you." >"Oh... yes. Well, um. I just wanted to know if ... your ..." >You haven't lip read these words before. "Uh. Can you say that again please? Maybe slower" >"Um. I wanted to know if sunrises was your ..." >Her face glowed in anticipation for your answer. She moved closer to you with the cutest smile on her face. "I'm sorry, one more time? I didn't catch the last part." >"Are surprises your ...ish?" >'Are surprises my relish?' No that can't be right. >'Are sunrises moonish?' "Silly Fluttershy, sunrises don't have anything to do with the moon." >She looks at you confused. >"No anon, are sur-prises your ...-dish" "How can surprises be my favorite dish. Surprises aren't food." >Unless it's a Pinkie Pie surprise anyway. >"No, no, no!" >She stomps her front hooves on the ground and thinks for a second. >Adorableness of this attitude can only exist on Equestria. >She takes a deep breath, and puts brings her hooves to your face. >"I want to make doves with you." "Uh... We should let doves do that on their own Fluttershy." >Maybe she is a crazy animal pony. >"I want you, to count me." "Uhm. Okay." >Her face lights up and she begins to dance through the air. >You point at her with a proud smile on your face. "One." >She stops to stare at you, and lets out a dejected sigh. >Slowly making her way to the door, you can't let this poor pony go. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Please one more try. I'll get it, I promise. Make it easy. Like for a little filly or colt." >Turning to you, with very hope left in her face. >"I. Would. Like. To. Sweep. With. You." >'Oh Shit.' "I would love that Fluttershy." >Her face is filled with disbelief. >"Really?" "Yeah, a lot." >Lightning speed into the next room. >You grab a maid outfit and your broom and dash back to your kitchen. >For 'just-in-case' sexy time celebrations. >Trying to conceal Excalibur with the broom, you renter the kitchen. >Her smile fades when she sees the broom. >"No, no, no... Not Sweep! Just forget it anon. I'm sorry I bothered you. "No Fluttershy please! Maybe we could just clean up the kitchen a bit and try again." >"This was a mistake. I'm sorry I came over." >She flies out of the house and the door leaves a silence after it is shut. >The Sweetie O's weren't sitting well any more. >Might as well clean up anyway, since it's a brand new day. >But you just really wish you could be, >Fucking Fluttershy.