Title:           And Everything Nice Pt. 3
Author:          Th3seus
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First Edit:      Thursday 21st of February 2013 02:20:28 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Thursday 21st of February 2013 02:20:28 AM CDT

>You never went back to sleep after waking up in the middle of the night
>There was too much on your mind
>You mean, it’s not like you haven’t gotten a little wet in the middle of the night
>When some dreams can get hot and heavy…
>…but this dream wasn’t even sexual…
>It was just hanging out with Pinkie Pie…
>The sun starts to slowly bleed into the room through the open window
>You turn and glance to her
>She snores loudly on her back, feet in the air, in her onesie pajamas
>…well, she IS kinda cute…
>…what are you thinking, Femanon!? She’s a p0ny!
>…and a girl!
>You’re not a lesbian
>You mean… well, every girl wonders about their sexual orientation at some point…
>…but you got through all of that in high school
>No more experimenting
>You know you’re straight as an arrow!
>…then why that dream…?
>You lay on your back and ponder it for so long
>Eventually, you can hear a loud, cute yawn from the bed not too far away
>Pinkie rolls over and lazily opens her eyes
>She catches notice of you
>”Oh hey Emmy! I didn’t think YOU’D be up already!”
>You bolt your head toward her
>You throw on a smile
Heh, yeah. Just… you know… early to rise, early to catch the worm…
>…or, is it the bagel?
>”Well come on!” She shouts as she launches out of bed
>Gosh, she has a lot of energy
>”Let’s go get some breakfast!”
>She springs, up and down, up and down, toward the door
>Your eyes kind of wander
>She has a pretty nice, fluffy tail…
>Attached to a really nice looking—
>What the hell is wrong with you!?
>You snap yourself out of it
>You stand up, throw on your pants, and hook your bra back on
Come on, Femanon…
>You say to yourself
You don’t lust over any horses…
>…female horses, for that matter
>It was just a dream!
>You head downstairs to the kitchen area
>Pinkie Pie has already set up an amazing looking platter of muffins and cupcakes
>…does her diet consist solely of sugar?
>Do diabetes exist in this world?
>”Help yourself!” she says with cheer
>She dives her head in and takes a large bite out of two or three cupcakes
>You giggle a little to yourself as you grab a muffin and nibble on it a little
>It’s really delicious
>All sweets seem to be way better in this world
>You glance over to the pink pone
>She’s cheerfully gulping back her delicious baked goods
>By the mouthful
>You smile to yourself
>She’s so cute when she eats…
>…
>You take a huge bite out of your muffin and try to distract your thoughts
>Like, what are you and Fluttershy going to do today?
>Maybe go for a walk together somewhere…?
>Chat, get to know each other a little more
>You’re already pretty close with Pinkie
>And you hope to get close with her other friends at the party
>…yeah, that sounds good
>”Emmy, you gonna eat the rest of that?”
>…What?
>Pinkie snaps her jaw at your muffin like a crocodile, scarfing it down completely
>You’re left speechless
>…then, you giggle a little
Oh Pinkie…
>She swallows the mouthful of treats she has and grins widely
>You smile back, and rustle her mane a bit
>It’s so soft…
>And smells of cotton candy…
…A-Anyway, Pinkie, I should be going now. Gotta see Fluttershy and all.
>”Okie dokie lokie!” she says, still beaming, “I’ll be seeing you tonight, right?”
Of course! I’m so looking forward to it!
>”Me too! Me too!” she says, springing up and down again
>You laugh
>”We’re so alike, Emmy!” she exclaims
>She looks over to you and smiles
>You smile back
>…
>Suddenly, she wraps her front hooves around your neck swiftly
>You’re caught off guard, and taken by surprise
>”I’m so glad I’ve made you as a friend…”
>…you shake off your surprise
>You wrap your arms around her too, returning the hug
>She smells nice…
Me too, Pinkie, me too.
 
(They’re pretty human on the inside…)
>You think to yourself as you make your way to Fluttershy’s cottage
(Could that be why…? But still… she’s a girl…)
>You’ve been over this a million times in your head
>You just… need to chill out about it
>It was one night
>You got a little wet
>So what?
>Everyone has weird dreams where things happen that they don’t want to
>Don’t let it occupy your time…
>Yeah… just… relax
>You approach Fluttershy’s cottage door and knock
>There’s a long pause, then some mumbling behind the door before it opens
>”Oh, h-h-hi Femanon… y-you’re over e-e-early…”
>Wow, like a skipping record
Yeah… I thought we could spend the day together going for a walk, or a picnic, or something. You gotta get started on those pretty early, huh?
>”Y-Y-…Yes! You’re right, y-you d-do!” she bumbles out
>…what’s with this…?
Fluttershy, are you… okay?
>”O-Of course! Wh-Whatever do you m-mean?”
>She glances to the floor, and moves out of the way
>You take it as a sign to enter the house
>You step in, and continue your conversation
Well, you seem a little… nervous.
>You look over to her shaking body
…or a lot nervous. Something up?
>”N-No! Not me!” she smiles widely, “H-How was your s-sleepover? D-Did you sleep o-okay?”
>…maybe she’s just living up to her name…
…yeah, I slept alright…
>You plant yourself down on her couch
I mean, I woke up in the middle of the night. Had trouble sleeping after that.
>You glance in her direction
>…she looks like she’s seen a ghost
>”Wh-Wh-Why wouldn’t y-you be able t-to?” she stutters out
I had an… odd dream.
>Her ears perk up a bit
>”Oh, a d-dream? Just a… dream?”
Yeah… just a dream. Nothing… noteworthy or anything.
>You avert your eyes a little, recalling the embarrassing incident
>You think you hear Fluttershy sigh in relief
>”…was it… was it a good dream…?”
>You look back over to her
>She’s smiling a little
>And the stuttering seems to have turned down a bit
>That’s probably a good sign…
…Yeah,
>You say, thinking back to the dream
>Back to that… tingly sensation
…it was a pretty good dream.
>You can’t believe you’re admitting that…
>”Oh, that’s just wonderful~”
>She’s beaming
>…huh.
>Well, she seems to have relaxed a bit, anyway
So how about that walk and picnic?
>You ask with a smile
 
>You and Fluttershy go for a lovely stroll through the outer area of the woods
>The air is crisp and the day is beautiful
>The walk lasts a couple of hours
>Neither you or Fluttershy say a whole lot
>You both just enjoy the beauty of the land, the majestic nature of the animals, and the gorgeous wildlife
>This place is truly a paradise
>Once the sun passes midsky and the day ages a bit, you settle down in a nice field, take out the blanket and basket you’ve been carrying, and set up a nice picnic area
>Fluttershy takes out a thermos of tea and pours you each a cup
>You bring out the sandwiches you prepared and get them ready for eating
>And the two of you gleefully sip your hot beverage and snack on your lunch
>You gaze off into the vast, blue, Equestrian sky
>It’s so different than the sky you’re used to
>So colorful, beautiful, and free…
>Fluttershy meekly shuffles over to you during your gaze
>And kind of cuddles up against your leg as you sit
>Her warm fur against your rolled-up, jean-covered leg takes you for a surprise
>You glance down to her
>She’s blushing like mad and averting her eyes
>You giggle a little
>Why is that?
>You pull her in a little closer
>She “eep”s loudly as you do
[spoiler](Why is that vaguely familiar…?)[/spoiler]
>She rests her head on your lap
>And you begin to pet her
>She shudders a bit with each pet
>You look down to her and smile
>She smiles back
>Ah… what a relaxing afternoon…
>”Femanon…” Fluttershy squeaks
>You look back down to her and smile
>And scratch her behind her ears
What is it, Shy?
>She melts underneath your long, limber, feminine fingers
>”Umm… well, *ooh*, I was just *ahh*, wondering about… something…”
Hmm? Like what?
>You cease your scratching and return to simple petting
>”Well, I… I was just wondering… do you… I mean, should… um… oh dear…”
>You giggle a little
Why so flustered?
>You say with a smile and a laugh
>”Well…”
>She looks like she’s really focusing on what to say
>Then exhales a bit of a sigh
>”…have you ever had a feeling… a feeling like, something you thought you knew about yourself your whole life… might not be true…?”
>…huh?
>You shoot her a puzzled expression
I’m not sure I follow, Shy…
>”Umm…”
>She re-adjusts herself a little beside you
>You can feel her heartbeat
>A quick pitterpatter…
>”I… I thought I knew something… about myself… for a long time. Th-Then… recently… I’ve been having… well, um… doubts about it…”
>…that’s… odd.
…Like what?
>”L-Like… well, I… I always thought that… that I was… att—… attrac—… um… oh my…”
>She’s blushing up a storm
>You giggle a little to yourself
>You don’t know what it’s about
>But you don’t want her stressing herself over something
>You pat her
Hey.
>She looks up to you
Don’t worry about it. You can ask me another time.
>You give her a warm smile
>A little relief washes over her face
>”Oh… thank you, Femanon.”
Any time.
>You lay back, relax, and enjoy the soft rays of the sun
>”…have… have you ever felt that way about something…?”
>You open your eyes, and lean up on your elbows
>You direct your attention to her
About what? Thinking I knew something about myself, then having it change?
>She meekly nods
Well… sure. I’m sure it’s happened plenty of times.
>”Oh…”
>She lays in silence for a bit
>”H-How about… recently…?”
>You glance back over to her
Recently?
>She again nods
>Hmm…
>You think it over
>…
>Oh…
>Last night…
>The dream… with Pinkie
>And the... wetness…
>…
>”Everything alright…?”
>You snap out of it and look at Fluttershy
>You must have had a zoned out face of some sort
Um… actually… now that you mention it… I think I have…
>You don’t really want to admit it to her
>…hell, you don’t want to admit it to yourself
>But that dream…
>That amount of… secretion…
>That can’t be a coincidence
>And she’s just so…
>…
>Well, you don’t need to tell Fluttershy exactly what
>Based on her expression right now—
>--Which seems to be pure joy and relief—
>--You don’t even think you need to elaborate anymore
>”Oh, I thought so! I was hoping so!”
>Hoping so…?
What do you mean?
>She reopens her joyful eyes
>And straightens it out a little bit
>”Oh, um… nothing,” she says with a smile
>Fluttershy…
>This mare…
>…she’s an odd one for sure
>But sweet
If you say so, Shy.
>You reply with a smile
>She cuddles up again next to you
>You happily accept her cuddle
 
>You are now Fluttershy
>And you and Femanon had an absolutely wonderful morning and afternoon!
>You spent it together, just the two of you
>A walk, picnic…
>It was almost like… a date…
>You blush at the mere thought
>Femanon just left, she’s heading over to Sugarcube Corner to prepare for the party
>You gaze at her human flank from your window as she leaves
>Oh my…~ the way it shakes…~
>…oh dear, do you really feel this way?
>You still aren’t completely sure…
>Although… you felt all those strange emotions when you saw her last night…
>Her… chest… and her… oh my~
>But you were terrified she saw you when she woke
>You barely escaped!
>Best of all, she thought it was all a dream
>A dream that… she really liked…
>Oh, could it really be true…?
>She said as much… she said she’s recently felt a change of what she thought true…
>Could she really be talking about you…?
>…she must!
>Who else could she be talking about?
>You pace your cottage
>Ohh… this uncertainty is killing you…
>…
>Well… you’re seeing her tonight…
>And Applejack is coming…
>Surely she’ll bring some of her trademarked cider
>…maybe you could work up your courage with that…
>…you have to know for sure
>You sigh
>The very fiber of your being demands it…
 
>You are now Femanon
>You’re walking over to Pinkie’s place to help prep for the party
>You had a fun day with Fluttershy, but…
>…that conversation you had
>It’s… sticking with you
>Is something you thought you knew about yourself really changing…?
>In such a short amount of time…?
>…it’s possible, you suppose…
>…well, you have to find out for sure
>You don’t think you’ll talk to Pinkie about it directly or anything
>Heck, that’d probably scare her right off
>Just see how you feel around her at the party
>Maybe she feels sort of the same?
>Maybe she’ll do something about it…?
>…hopeful thinking, Femanon
>But you need to know
>Do you really feel this way?
>Or was it some fluke?
>You sigh as you approach the building
>Funny how rattled you can get over seemingly nothing…
>You brace yourself as you enter the door
>…well, once you leave here tomorrow
>You’ll have answers for yourself
 
End of Part 3