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Mating Season (WIP)

By CosmicButthole
Created: 2024-07-21 17:58:59
Updated: 2024-12-21 06:13:40
Expiry: Never
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  1. >Nobody likes class presentations.
  2. >All those eyes on you as you recite information you struggle to remember.
  3. >Not only do you have to have a full understanding of what you're talking about, you have to have a comfortable and compelling stage presence.
  4. >And nobody likes class presentations less than your project partner, Fluttershy.
  5. >Poor thing’s a nervous wreck.
  6. >You two were randomly paired up by Miss Cheerilee two weeks ago to give a report on a World War II subject of your choosing.
  7. >You never talked to Fluttershy before that day, she only ever seemed comfortable around those friends of hers.
  8. >It took her a while to warm up to you, but eventually you two got closer together.
  9. >Watching her come out of her shell has been a pretty heartwarming journey.
  10. >But now, the Fluttershy you’ve come to know is gone, and in her stead is the Fluttershy you first met two weeks ago.
  11. >As your peers filter into the classroom and discuss their presentations amongst themselves, Fluttershy’s staring down at the notes on her desk and holding her hands tightly together.
  12. >Anxiety radiates off of her as she shakily breathes in and out in an attempt to get her nerves under control.
  13. >Key word: attempt.
  14. >She slowly looks up from her desk to survey her audience.
  15. >Her pupils dilate as she sees just how many people are gonna be watching her speak.
  16. >She shrinks down into her chair and tries to hide behind her pink, flowing hair as her body begins to tremble a little.
  17. >You hate seeing her like this.
  18. >Because, truth be told, you’ve developed a crush on her.
  19. >She’s kind of beautiful when she’s happy and comfortable.
  20. >Her voice is so lovely, too.
  21. >A flower as pretty and delicate as her shouldn’t be under this kind of pressure.
  22. >You should do something, as her partner and her friend.
  23. >You carefully reach over to Fluttershy’s desk, waving your hand in front of her a bit to grab her attention.
  24. >She jumps a bit at your hand invading her field of view, but relaxes a bit when she sees it’s you.
  25. “Nervous?” You gently ask her.
  26. >Fluttershy casts her gaze downward and nods like she’s admitting to stealing from her mom’s purse.
  27. “Hey, you got this. It’s only one presentation, it’ll be over before you know it.” You try to reassure her.
  28. >She sighs.
  29. >”I know…” She replies, unfortunately not comforted much.
  30. >You pause, trying to think of something to say to help her.
  31. >There isn’t much time left before class starts, your wordsmithing abilities are needed now more than ever.
  32. >Glancing around, you see every other pair of junior researchers talking with each other and making final revisions to their work before showtime.
  33. >The sight gives you the inspiration you need.
  34. “...Hey, wanna know a secret?” You offer Fluttershy, leaning a bit closer to her with a jokingly conspiratorial look on your face.
  35. >She looks up to face you with a slightly quizzical expression.
  36. >”...Yes?”
  37.  
  38. “Don’t take this the wrong way, but… the audience doesn’t really care THAT much about you.”
  39. >Judging by her expression, she doesn’t know if she should feel offended or not.
  40. >Nonetheless, she’s intrigued.
  41. >”What do you mean?”
  42. “Just look at what you’re doing now. I bet Microchips and Cherry Crash over there are anxious about their presentation, but you’re not thinking about how their presentation is gonna go, are you?” You rhetorically ask her, motioning to your classmates on the other side of the room.
  43. >Fluttershy glances over at him, then back to you.
  44. >”...No, I’m not.” She admits.
  45. “That’s right! Nobody has the mindspace to focus on you up there because they’ll be too busy worrying about how they’ll do!” You inform her with an encouraging smile.
  46. >Except, of course, if something really memorable happens when she’s up there, like if her skirt falls down or something.
  47. >You omit that detail, though.
  48. >Bringing that up would make Fluttershy worry even more.
  49. >She mulls this over what you did say for a bit, then looks back at you with a more comfortable expression on her face.
  50. >”That’s a pretty good point!” She agrees.
  51. “It sure is! You did your research, you rehearsed, you’re gonna knock it out of the park up there!” You cheer her on.
  52. >”You really think so?”
  53. “I know so.” You insist.
  54. “Besides, aren’t you in a band? I thought you’d be used to having an audience.” You remark with a small chuckle.
  55. >Fluttershy blushes a bit and averts her gaze as she’s caught in the hypocrisy of her emotional state.
  56. >”That’s kind of different.”
  57. “How so?”
  58. >”Well, usually everyone’s paying more attention to Rainbow Dash on stage.”
  59. >You can’t help but laugh a little.
  60. “She allergic to not being the center of attention or something?”
  61. >That comment might’ve been flying a little too close to the event horizon, but your brief worries about being too mean to Fluttershy’s oldest friend is assuaged when she giggles a little at your remark.
  62. >”Sometimes I worry she just might be.” She whispers, like she’s afraid Rainbow could overhear her despite being on the other side of the building.
  63. >You two share a small laugh.
  64. >It’s like the tension is melting off of her.
  65. “Feeling better?” You ask her.
  66. >Fluttershy graces you with her angelic smile and nods at you.
  67. >”Much better. Thank you, Anon.”
  68. >Right on cue, the bell rings to signal the beginning of class.
  69. >”Good morning, class!” Miss Cheerilee greets everyone, as chipper as usual.
  70. >The “good morning”s she gets in response are more muted than usual, tempered by the pressure of the now imminent presentations.
  71. >You’re not worried.
  72. >You got this.
  73. >Fluttershy’s got this.
  74. >You two got this.
  75.  
  76. >”I hope you all are prepared for your presentations!” Miss Cheerilee said, moving over to her desk and pulling up the shared computer drive containing everyone’s presentations.
  77. >Judging by the first slides visible in the thumbnail, some of your peers are more prepared than others.
  78. >You’re proud to say the presentation you put together with Fluttershy is among the most prepared.
  79. >She put such attention to detail into the slides, making it look as good as it was researched.
  80. >”Would any group like to go first?” Miss Cheerilee asks the class.
  81. “We would!” You’re quick to answer, as if any other group would fight you for the opportunity.
  82. >Fluttershy’s eyes shoot open and her head whips around to face you like you just announced you were gonna read her diary for the class.
  83. >”Wonderful! That’s the gusto I like to see!” Miss Cheerilee goads you on.
  84. >You get up and move to the front of your class to set up your presentation, with Fluttershy following you close behind and looking around nervously.
  85. >”Anon, what are you doing?” Fluttershy whispers to you in a panicked tone as you bring up your shared work on the projector.
  86. “Let’s just get this out of the way. Two or three minutes up here and we don’t have to worry about this anymore.” You whisper back to her.
  87. >”But… but…”
  88. >Fluttershy looks like she wants to protest some more, but with each second passing with even more prominence than the last, her mouth dries up and she’s left with nothing to say.
  89. >The weed of anxiety is beginning to grow within her again, after your encouraging words did such a fine job gardening.
  90. >A seed of doubt begins to sprout within you to match.
  91. >This wasn’t a good idea.
  92. >Sure, jumping to the front of the line helped you get over your stage fright in the past, but Fluttershy’s a different person from you.
  93. >You’ve gotta do something to help her.
  94. >But what?
  95. >You don’t know what comes over you, and you don’t know what part of you thinks this is a good idea, but as if acting on its own, your hand moves to gently rest on top of Fluttershy’s.
  96. >Thankfully, this gesture is obscured by the various objects populating Miss Cheerilee’s desk.
  97. >At first, Fluttershy freezes up when your hand finds hers.
  98. >Her eyes lock onto your hand on top of hers, as if she needs confirmation that what just happened actually happened.
  99. >Her eyes slowly move up to meet yours.
  100. >There’s a look in her eyes you’ve never seen before.
  101. >Vulnerability, but with a hint of trust.
  102. >Like she’s about to fall backwards, but knows you’ll be there to catch her.
  103. “I believe in you, Fluttershy.” You comfortingly whisper to her.
  104. >She doesn’t say anything.
  105. >She just stares back at you.
  106. >Her eyes wide and her touch soft.
  107. >The faint sounds of the classroom around you two fade away.
  108. >All that exists right now is you and Fluttershy.
  109. >...She’s so lovely.
  110.  
  111. >”How about sometime today?” Miss Cheerilee requests with a small giggle.
  112. >The two of you are snapped back to the material plane, reminded of why you’re up here to begin with.
  113. >Some of your classmates chuckle at the little display.
  114. >You both sheepishly retract your hands and return your focus to the fruits of your studying labor.
  115. >The presentation’s up on screen, you two are in position at the front and center of the classroom, it’s showtime.
  116. “Good morning, ladies and gentlemen. I, Anonymous, and my colleague Fluttershy stand before you here today to present a thorough history on the Willie D., the unluckiest ship in World War II.” You begin, using your most professional voice.
  117. >The hook’s been baited with that intriguing intro, now you lure ‘em in.
  118. >Clicker in hand, you move onto the next slide.
  119. >You and Fluttershy take turns reciting the information you two put so much time and effort into researching for the class.
  120. >She’s off to a rough start.
  121. >She stands so rigidly, speaking like an automaton.
  122. >You take some of the pressure off of her by reciting some of the more lengthy portions and throwing in some light jokes to make the presentation more engaging for the class.
  123. >It doesn’t take long for Fluttershy to ease up as well, loosening her shoulders and speaking in a more casual, yet still professional tone.
  124. >It’s really nice to see.
  125. >With a speaking voice like hers, you could see her being a really good teacher.
  126. >But now’s not the time to focus on Fluttershy.
  127. >You’ve got a presentation to give.
  128. “In conclusion, the Willie D. lived a brief but memorable life. My colleague and I sincerely hope your appreciation for this world of ours has grown a bit after having been told this story, and you’ll take whatever lesson you learned from them with you through the rest of your life.” You confidently conclude, then clicking the clicker for the last time.
  129. >You were laying it on a bit thick there, but what the hell, you’re in your stride.
  130. >”Thank you all for your time, are there any questions?” Fluttershy asks the class.
  131. >She’s got the cadence of a teacher to her, you’re just now noticing.
  132. >Nobody has any questions, much to Fluttershy’s relief.
  133. >”Very well done, you two!” Miss Cheerilee congratulates the both of you, providing polite applause.
  134. >The rest of the class joins in applauding the both of you, but their applause isn’t as muted as it usually is.
  135. >Looks like you two really made an impact.
  136. >You can read on the faces of a few of your peers that they were entertained by the story the both of you told.
  137. >Both you and Fluttershy bow a little bit in appreciation of the applause.
  138. >”You two can return to your seats now, who’s up next?” Miss Cheerilee dismisses the two of you, then addresses the rest of the class.
  139. >Neither of you waste any time in making your way back through the rows of rigid desks and chairs to assume the role of the audience member.
  140.  
  141. >Once she’s back in her chair, Fluttershy almost sinks into her seat, releasing the tension held within her in one deep exhale.
  142. >Honestly, you don’t care about any of the other presentations.
  143. >At the risk of sounding too egotistical, none of the following presentations had your gripping subject matter or enthralling stage presence.
  144. >Every now and again, you glance over at Fluttershy.
  145. >She’s much more at ease now.
  146. >She looks like she just got out of a nice, warm bathtub.
  147. >If only you could just ask her out.
  148. >You’ve never had a good batting average when it comes to girls, but Fluttershy is different.
  149. >She’s so cute and so nice.
  150. >She talks to you like she genuinely cares about you.
  151. >Maybe you should’ve offered to help out at the animal shelter to get to know her better.
  152. >But would that be overstepping a boundary?
  153. >Your train of thought is prevented from running off the rails by the sound of the bell announcing the end of class.
  154. >”We’ll continue with presentations tomorrow, so those of you who already went today will get to kick back a bit.” Miss Cheerilee announced amidst the chaos of your peers rushing to get out of their seats and out into the hallway.
  155. >You give Fluttershy a faintly smug look to remind her why going first was such a good idea.
  156. >She rolls her eyes a bit, but can’t suppress a small smile as she gathers her belongings.
  157. >You two are among the last to leave the classroom and return to the hustle and bustle of the school halls.
  158. >She’s about to head off in the other direction to her next class.
  159. >Come on, say something to her!
  160. “We make a pretty good team.” You remark, adjusting your shirt a bit.
  161. >”We sure do!” She replies with a small giggle.
  162. >Fluttershy takes a breath and looks up at you with a softer expression.
  163. >”...Thank you for your help earlier. I would’ve been a nervous wreck if it weren’t for you.”
  164. >You smile and shrug your shoulders as if helping her was no big deal.
  165. >Which it was.
  166. “Of course, Flutters. I knew you’d do great up there.”
  167. >A faint blush peppers her cheeks as her mouth opens slightly.
  168. >”At first I was so worried about not having any of the girls helping me present, but… I feel lucky to have been paired up with you, Anon.”
  169. >Don’t overthink it.
  170. >Don’t overthink it.
  171. >Don’t overthink it.
  172. >...Too late.
  173. >Your face warms up a bit and your mouth dries up.
  174. “Y-Yeah, well, uh, I’m lucky to have been your partner, too. You got me to actually study a lot more than I would’ve.” You joke, trying to downplay your flustered state.
  175. >Fluttershy giggles a bit at your little confession.
  176. >There’s so much you want to say.
  177. >But you can’t.
  178. >Something inside you won’t let you.
  179.  
  180. >Fluttershy’s mouth opens a bit, but then she notices the clock on the wall next to you two.
  181. >”I should get going to my next class…”
  182. “Yeah, me too.” You say, hiding your disappointment.
  183. >Both of you stand there for a moment.
  184. “...Well, see you later!” You bid her farewell, beginning to make your way through the horde of teenagers.
  185. >”Yeah, see you later.” Fluttershy says to you, disappearing into the crowd soon after.
  186. >You stand there and watch her disappear, feeling a small wave of depression wash over you.
  187. >”Dude, seriously, just ask her out already.”
  188. >Norman’s voice behind you almost makes you jump.
  189. >Turning around, you find him looking faintly annoyed at you.
  190. >You sigh, slumping your shoulders.
  191. “It’s not that simple, man.”
  192. >”Why not?”
  193. “I’ve just… I don’t know, I’ve never had any luck with girls.”
  194. >Norman gives you an unimpressed look.
  195. >”Dude, I would be AMAZED if Fluttershy didn’t want to go out with you.”
  196. “What makes you so sure?”
  197. >He laughs a bit, like you asked a stupid question.
  198. >”You’re the only guy she acts like that with. Hell, you’re the ONLY guy she talks to!”
  199. >Really?
  200. >You’re not familiar with her social life outside of those friends of hers, you figured she’d have one or two guy friends.
  201. >But if Norman’s telling the truth…
  202. “I will ask her, okay? I just… gotta find the right moment.”
  203. >”Like when?” Norman asks you.
  204. >You hesitate.
  205. “I don’t know, she’s always with her friends, maybe I could catch her when she’s on her own?”
  206. >”What’s wrong with her friends?”
  207. “Nothing! But you know what girls are like, they always travel in packs! If I fumble the question, they might end up hating me or something.”
  208. >”Do you even hear yourself? Rarity, Rainbow Dash, Applejack, they’re not gonna hate you if you just ask her without being a creep.”
  209. >You exhale sharply as you lose ground in this verbal battle.
  210. >But you shouldn’t get too worked up about this.
  211. >Norman’s only trying to help you.
  212. >He’s dated a few girls in the past, he must know what he’s talking about, after all.
  213. “...Look, I’ve gotta get to class. Talk to you later, man.” You excuse yourself, making your way down the hall.
  214. >”Just ask her!” Norman calls out to you as you round the corner.
  215. >...You need to ask Fluttershy out on a date.
  216. >You'll do it even if it kills you.
  217.  
  218. –FLUTTERSHY–
  219. >Algebra goes by in a dreary haze.
  220. >All of the teacher’s lessons go in one ear and out the other.
  221. >A dark storm cloud hangs over you throughout Algebra and as you make your way to the cafeteria, threatening to start pouring at any moment.
  222. >Why can’t you just tell Anon that you like him?
  223. >He’s done so much for you, the least you can do is be honest about your feelings with him.
  224. >Without him, that presentation would’ve been a nightmare.
  225. >You would’ve tried to keep your head down and avoid being picked to present, only to end up a stuttering mess when you get called up to the front of the class.
  226. >But thanks to Anon, you don’t have to worry about that anymore.
  227. >You don’t have to worry about anything in history class tomorrow.
  228. >...Except for the fact that you really like him.
  229. >He’s so sweet, and so patient with you.
  230. >He never got annoyed at you for needing more help with presenting.
  231. >And there’s something about him that makes you feel safe with him.
  232. >Maybe it’s his voice, maybe it’s his smile, or maybe it’s his… body.
  233. >You’ve stolen a few glances at his physique when he wasn’t looking.
  234. >He’s got a strong build, but with some softness to him.
  235. >He’d be so nice to cuddle up to.
  236. >You go through the motions of getting your lunch.
  237. >Wait in line, receive a tray, thank Granny Smith, sit down with the girls.
  238. >You try to thank Granny Smith as you normally would, but you’re feeling a little too down to manage that today.
  239. >You’re still thinking about Anon
  240. >And how you’re not strong enough to be honest with him.
  241. >As you exit the line, you trudge through the maze of seats and tables staring down at your tray, feeling worse by the minute.
  242. >The countless conversations going on all around you fade into an indiscernible cacophany.
  243. >It’s so easy for these kinds of horrible thoughts to snowball on you until you’re drowning in your own sorrow.
  244. >”Hey, Fluttershy!” You barely hear Sunset call out to you from across the cafeteria.
  245. >This is enough to lift your spirits just a bit and make some of the stormy cloud above you disperse.
  246. >Twilight would know what kind of cloud that would be.
  247. >You look up and see your friends: Sunset Shimmer, Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie, Rarity, Applejack, and Twilight Sparkle all sitting together at the same table as always.
  248. >There’s an empty seat between Rainbow and Rarity they saved for you.
  249. >You put on the best smile you can manage and take your seat with your friends.
  250. >”You didn’t tell him yet, did you?” Rainbow immediately asks you.
  251.  
  252. >The stormy cloud starts to drizzle.
  253. >”Rainbow Dash!” Rarity scolds her, shooting her a sour look.
  254. >”I’m just trying to get things moving!” Rainbow defends herself.
  255. >”Being pushy isn’t gonna help her, Rainbow.” Twilight speaks up on your behalf.
  256. >”So when ARE you gonna tell that dork you like him?” Rainbow asks you, leaning in closer.
  257. >You poke at your lunch with your fork.
  258. “Anon’s not a dork…” You murmur.
  259. >”Whatever, when’re you gonna tell him?”
  260. >You sulk even lower and shrug.
  261. “...I don’t know.”
  262. >”What’re so worried about, Flutters? It’s as simple as 1-2-3! I-Like-You!” Pinkie asks you.
  263. >”It could also be as easy as 1-2-3-4-5-6-7! I-Really-Like-You-A-Whole-Lot-”
  264. >”Romance is hardly ever so simple! To bare your soul to someone you feel so strongly for, to take that grand leap into a new world of companionship and fulfillment at the risk of crushing defeat, it’s one of the greatest challenges to overcome!” Rarity rebuts.
  265. >”Uh, I don’t think you’re helping…” Twilight awkwardly interjects, motioning to you as you cast your gaze further downward.
  266. >Your shoulders feel heavier and the world outside seems even darker.
  267. >”...My sincerest apologies, Fluttershy.” Rarity nervously says to you with her hand on your shoulder.
  268. >You can barely muster a weak “Mm-hm”, still staring down at your untouched lunch.
  269. >”Why don’t we just start from the top, what is it that’s givin’ you so much grief about tellin’ Anon how you feel about him?” Applejack asks you, cutting through the back and forth caused by Rainbow and Rarity.
  270. >You don’t answer at first.
  271. >You just keep staring down at your lunch before taking a deep breath and looking back up at your friends.
  272. “...I don’t know… what if he says no? I’ve never felt this way about a boy before, if he didn’t feel the same way about me, I’d be just… crushed…” You trail off, trying to suppress the quivering in your lips.
  273. >Rainbow laughs at your concern.
  274. >”We’ve all seen the way he looks at you, there’s NO WAY he’d turn you down!”
  275. >”It’s not like you’ve got competition, either. You’re the only girl he talks to.” Sunset adds in a more reassuring tone.
  276. >You nod a little bit as you listen to your friends.
  277. >Sunset and Rainbow both have a point.
  278. >You’ve talked with Anon about your lives in between studying, he talked about stuff he did with Norman and some other guys but he never mentioned any girls in his life.
  279. “That makes sense…” You admit.
  280. >”He had to have shown interest in you at some point! What about today? Did he do anything that stuck out to you?” Sunset asks you.
  281. >Oh, there was.
  282. >Your cheeks flush a bit before you can answer.
  283. “Y-Yeah.”
  284. >Everyone’s eyes light up.
  285. >Oh, dear.
  286. >”What happened?” Twilight asks you.
  287. >”Tell us, tell us, tell us!” Pinkie urges you.
  288. >You gulp.
  289.  
  290. “Well, uh, before our presentation today…”
  291. >Rarity grips your arm tightly.
  292. “We were just about to start, and I was feeling really nervous about presenting, so he…”
  293. >Twilight, Sunset, Pinkie, and Applejack lean in closer to you.
  294. “He…”
  295. >You feel your cheeks glow as bright as a lightbulb.
  296. >Your voice becomes quieter and higher pitched.
  297. “...He placed his hand on top of mine and said he believed in me.”
  298. >Pinkie, Twilight, and Sunset gasp.
  299. >”How romantic!” Rarity swoons.
  300. >”He likes you! Anon totally likes you!” Pinkie insists.
  301. >”So, that settles it, right? What’s there to worry about now?” Rainbow asks you.
  302. >All this attention is making you really self conscious.
  303. >The commotion the girls are making is starting to get attention from the people sitting nearby.
  304. >You know they mean well, but this is getting embarrassing.
  305. >”You know what, I see Anon sitting over there with Norman, we’re going over there right now and you’re gonna tell him you like him!” Rainbow declares, standing up and grabbing you by the wrist.
  306. >Panic surges through your body as she drags you through the cafeteria towards Anon’s table.
  307. >What are you gonna say to him?
  308. >What if you end up embarrassing yourself?
  309. >Everyone’s gonna be looking at you!
  310. “Rainbow, wait, please!” You say to her, trying to dig your heels into the linoleum floor to stop her.
  311. >But Rainbow’s stronger than you, she keeps dragging you towards Anon undeterred.
  312. >”You’ll thank me for this later!” Rainbow insists as she marches on.
  313. >”Rainbow, this ain’t helpin’!” Applejack steps in front of her with crossed arms and a stern expression on her face.
  314. >She’s backed up by Sunset and Rarity.
  315. >Everyone around you is looking at you and Rainbow.
  316. >Including Anon.
  317. >You wish you could just curl up and vanish right now.
  318. >Rainbow releases your wrist from her vice grip and loudly groans.
  319. >”Maybe we should talk about this in private.” Sunset suggested.
  320. >Rainbow looks back at you, starting to feel bad about putting you on the spot like this.
  321. >”...Fine, the gym should be empty right now anyway.” She relents.
  322. >Rarity and Twilight help guide you out of the cafeteria and towards the gym, with Sunset, Pinkie, Applejack, and Rainbow surrounding you.
  323. >You can’t even imagine what Anon must think of you right now.
  324. >Or anyone else you go to class with.
  325. >You’re not allowed to worry about this long, you’re alone in the gym with the girls before you know it.
  326. >It’s a little eerie in here when it’s empty, normally it’s so noisy and busy with gym class or the basketball or volleyball team practicing.
  327. >It’s not so bad when your friends are here with you, thankfully.
  328. >”Let’s try that again: what’s really keeping you from confessing your feelings to him?” Sunset asks you in a much more gentle tone.
  329. >You hesitate as you struggle to come up with a half-decent answer.
  330. >But you can’t.
  331.  
  332. “...I don’t know. I’ve never felt this way about a guy before, this is all so new to me. I just don’t know what to do.”
  333. >Twilight puts her hand on your shoulder.
  334. >”Trust me, I get it. Being honest about your feelings like this is one of the scariest things you can do. All I can say is… you’ll know when the time is right.” She softly says to you.
  335. “Are you sure?” You ask her, feeling a little cautious optimism grow within you.
  336. >”I sure am! The first step’s always the hardest, but it’s totally worth it!” Twilight insists.
  337. “We’ll stop bugging you about Anon, we trust you’ll find the right moment to tell him.” Applejack assures you.
  338. >”He might even ask you out first!” Pinkie reminds you.
  339. >”I, for one, think you two would make a simply ADORABLE couple!” Rarity chimes in.
  340. >The kind, supportive words of your friend dissipate the storm cloud above you.
  341. >The sun streaming in through the windows seems a little brighter now.
  342. >Very faintly, through the open windows, you can hear the birds chirping outside.
  343. >With all this going on, you can’t help but smile sheepishly.
  344. “...Thank you, girls.” You softly speak up.
  345. >You six friends capture you in a group hug, lifting your spirits up to the heavens.
  346. >You try your best to hug all six of them at once.
  347. >The best you can do is get your arms around Sunset, Pinkie, Applejack, and Rarity.
  348. >After a moment spent sharing in the warmth of the hug, the girls pull away from you.
  349. >It’s after they release you that you realize you were struggling to breathe a little.
  350. “So I just… wait until the right moment?”
  351. >”It’s not something I can really explain. You’ll feel it deep within you, in your heart and soul, like a beautiful rose ready to blossom from within your heart.” Sunset tries to elaborate.
  352. “...I think I get it. I felt something like that when Anon put his hand on mine.”
  353. >”You’ll get another moment like that! There’s still tomorrow! And next week! And the week after that!” Pinkie excitedly says to you.
  354. >Your conversation is interrupted by the sound of the bell ringing.
  355. >Lunch is over, you’ve gotta get to your next class.
  356. >You didn’t get to eat your lunch, but you weren’t very hungry anyway.
  357. >Such a shame it’s all going to waste, though.
  358. >”I better get going, see you all later!” Twilight says, the first to excuse herself and hurry through the gym doors.
  359. >Other students are starting to show up and get ready for gym class.
  360. “I’ve gotta go, too. Thank you all for your help.” You dismiss yourself, heading back out into the hall.
  361. >“Anytime, Flutters!” Pinkie says to you, waving goodbye before you can step outside the gym.
  362. >It never stops surprising you how busy the hallways can get so suddenly.
  363. >If you’re not careful, you’d get trampled.
  364.  
  365. >But before you can make your way through the crowds to your next class, you feel Rainbow grab your shoulder.
  366. >You stop and turn around to face her, finding her with an incredibly guilty look on her face.
  367. >”Hey, uh, I’m really sorry for what I did back there.” She apologizes to you.
  368. >You softly sigh.
  369. “I know you meant well, just try to remember that not everyone is as bold as you.” You lightly remind her.
  370. >Rainbow quickly nods.
  371. >”Is there anything I can do to help you out? I could put in a good word with him!” Rainbow urgently offers you.
  372. “No, no, this is something I have to do on my own. I appreciate the thought, though.” You say, shaking your head a bit.
  373. >”Well, whatever happens, we’ve got your back!” Rainbow proudly reminds you.
  374. “I know, thank you, Rainbow.” You say to her, somewhat urgently as you try to make your way to your next class.
  375. >”See ya ‘round!” Rainbow bids you farewell right before darting off in the other direction.
  376. >She never has any trouble dealing with the crowds.
  377. >You could learn a thing or two from her.
  378. >The rest of the day goes by in a blur.
  379. >It’s still fairly early in the Spring semester, classes aren’t too tough yet.
  380. >Besides, if you’re really struggling, you can always ask Twilight for help studying.
  381. >...Or maybe Anon…
  382. >You think about Anon a lot throughout the rest of the day.
  383. >Especially about how he touched your hand before the presentation.
  384. >That had to have meant something.
  385. >He wouldn’t have done that if he saw you as just a friend.
  386. >What would he have done if it was just you and him?
  387. >Would he have tried to hold your hand?
  388. >Or even… kiss you?
  389. >Hopefully you won’t have to wait long to find out.
  390. >One way or another, you’re gonna tell him how you feel.
  391. >But before you know it, the day is over.
  392. >The final bell of the day rings, freeing you and the rest of the guys and girls at school from class.
  393. >As you make your way back out of the school to head over to the animal shelter, your feet feel a little heavier.
  394. >Anon’s gotta like you.
  395. >He has to.
  396. >But how do you tell him?
  397. >When’s the next time you’ll get another special moment with him?
  398. >What are you gonna say to him?
  399. >You’re so wrapped up in these thoughts that you almost don’t see him.
  400. >Anon.
  401. >Standing by the main doors, scrolling through his phone.
  402. >But he doesn’t see you.
  403. >You freeze up for a moment, then quickly dart behind a row of lockers, out of his line of sight.
  404. >While peering at him from behind cover, the hallways slowly empty out as everyone goes home.
  405. >You’ll be alone with him soon.
  406. >This could be it.
  407. >This could be your big moment.
  408. >Your heart is racing and your face feels a little warmer.
  409. >Just thinking about all this is a lot to deal with.
  410. >You have to do something.
  411. >You have to tell him you like him.
  412. >Just go up to him and be honest with him.
  413. >It’s what he deserves.
  414.  
  415. >You take a single step out of cover…
  416. >...and freeze again.
  417. >You can’t do it.
  418. >Try as you might, your legs are locked in place, keeping you firmly in place and preventing you from making your move.
  419. >Come on, move!
  420. >Just talk to him!
  421. >You’ve talked to him before!
  422. >You finally force your foot forward.
  423. >And then you force your other foot forward.
  424. >You’re doing it!
  425. >You’re gonna do it!
  426. >But then Anon’s eyes widen as he looks at his phone, which he quickly shoves back into his pocket and rushes out the front doors of the school.
  427. >Leaving you alone in the school building.
  428. >...
  429. >The storm cloud gathers above you once again, and now it’s pouring.
  430. >You blew it.
  431. >All you had to say were three words: “I like you”
  432. >But you couldn’t do it.
  433. >It was so simple, but you couldn’t even manage that.
  434. >Rainbow, Rarity, Pinkie, they could’ve done it.
  435. >But not you.
  436. >Your eyes start to water as the emptiness of the halls begin to crush you.
  437. >Don’t cry.
  438. >Please don’t cry.
  439. >Not here, not now.
  440. >You wipe away the tears that threaten to stream down your face and make your way outside.
  441. >Of course, now it’s easier to walk.
  442. >Stepping outside the school building, the fresh, Spring air helps you feel a little better.
  443. >It’s such a lovely day.
  444. >The sun is out, the birds are chirping, the squirrels are scurrying about with their nuts, it’s all so happy.
  445. >The little bunnies at the animal shelter are sure to enjoy today.
  446. >You’re gonna spoil them silly.
  447. >As soon as you reach the bottom of the stairs, you hear a pair of footsteps rapidly approach you from behind.
  448. >You barely have time to turn around and see it’s Sunset before you’re knocked off balance as she accidentally runs into you.
  449. >Her backpack unzips in the commotion enough for several small objects in paper bags to spill out onto the ground.
  450. >”Sorry, Flutters!” Sunset hastily apologizes to you as she kneels down and rapidly stuffs the paper bags back into her backpack.
  451. >She runs off too fast for you to say anything to her.
  452. >What’s got her in such a hurry?
  453. >You’ll ask her later, hopefully it isn’t anything too bad.
  454. >But she forgot one paper bag, lying on the ground in front of you.
  455. >The paper’s torn enough to reveal what’s inside: a large, crimson-red gem intricately carved into the shape of two water drops swirling around each other.
  456. >It almost looks like a heart.
  457. >You carefully pick it up off the ground to make sure it isn’t broken or scratched at all.
  458. >Thankfully, it’s as pristine as can be.
  459. >But when your thumb brushes across the brilliant shining surface of the gem, a strange warmth fills your body.
  460. >The feeling only lasts for a moment, though.
  461. >It's probably just your imagination.
  462. >You wrap it back up in the paper bag and place it securely inside your backpack.
  463. >You’ll give it to Sunset tomorrow at lunch.
  464. >Right now, you’re needed at the animal shelter.
  465.  
  466. >There’s something different about the walk to the animal shelter.
  467. >The whole world seems quieter.
  468. >The chirping of the birds sounds farther away and it seems like there are fewer squirrels and chipmunks scurrying about.
  469. >Even the sounds of girls and guys your age heading home from school, they’re unusually quiet.
  470. >The only thing that doesn’t feel far away is the wind blowing past you.
  471. >Something your skin is really receptive to.
  472. >Your arms get goosebumps from the breeze, even though it’s fairly warm today.
  473. >You glance downward at the sidewalk, and it looks like it’s strangely wider today.
  474. >Or you got smaller somehow.
  475. >Whatever the case may be, it’s like the world feels emptier since you left school.
  476. >If only you could’ve walked up to Anon and told him how you feel about him…
  477. >Maybe then your little world would feel less empty.
  478. >While walking down the familiar road to the animal shelter, you close your eyes and play out a little scenario in your head.
  479. >You’d find the confidence you need within you to confess to Anon.
  480. >With some encouragement from your friends, of course.
  481. >Anon would be caught so off guard by your confession he would freeze up for a moment.
  482. >His lovely eyes would widen and his cheeks would flush red, and his lips would curl into a wide smile as he tells you he likes you, too.
  483. >You’re both so eager to start dating that he casts aside his evening plans and join you at the animal shelter.
  484. >You would hold hands all the way there.
  485. >...Gosh, it got hot all of a sudden.
  486. >You open your eyes and find the world just as… empty as it was before.
  487. >You stop walking for a moment as the warmth you just felt fades away.
  488. >The breeze blows through the trees, rustling the leaves.
  489. >It’s a quiet, empty chorus that plays as the background music for your life.
  490. >But you can’t stand still like this forever.
  491. >You take a deep breath to bring yourself back to the real world and walk what’s left of the walk to the animal shelter.
  492. >It doesn’t take much longer to arrive.
  493. >The building looks the same as it always does: old but still full of life.
  494. >The colorful paint on the outside walls has long since faded, but the paintings of little dogs and cats are just as lively as ever.
  495. >Just like those little critters, the sign above the door reading “Paw 2 Paw Animal Shelter” may not be as flashy as it used to be, but it’s still plenty inviting.
  496. >Although it could use a touch-up.
  497. >...Maybe Anon could help?
  498. >You shake your head to get those thoughts out of your mind.
  499. >Painting a building is a lot of work, you shouldn’t ask him to do something like that.
  500. >You march on inside to get to your volunteering duties.
  501.  
  502. >You exchange hellos with Grace as she types away at her computer behind the front desk.
  503. >Thankfully she’s too focused on that to see you in your current state, no doubt you don’t look great.
  504. >Tending to the little critters goes by in a dull blur.
  505. >The hollowness of… everything infects this usually nice place.
  506. >The faint sounds of Grace clicking away at her keyboard echoing off the walls make the halls feel even more empty.
  507. >The little dogs and cats always make for wonderful company, but you can’t ignore the feeling that something is missing.
  508. >The walls are so far away and the ceiling is so high up.
  509. >Distracting yourself by cleaning the cages and filling up their food and water bowls only does so much.
  510. >And you shouldn’t text your friends right now, you don’t want to get too distracted from your responsibilities.
  511. >Besides, Rainbow has soccer practice, Pinkie’s working at Sugarcube Corner, Applejack has her farm work, and Rarity is always so busy with her seamstress business.
  512. >...None of them feel lonely.
  513. >Rainbow has her teammates on the soccer team, Pinkie is so close with Mr. and Mrs. Cake, Applejack has her family, and Rarity has her sister to advise every now and again.
  514. >But aside from the animals and Grace at the front desk, you’re all alone here.
  515. >That’s why you’ve been feeling strange ever since you left school.
  516. >You’re lonely.
  517. >Realizing that makes your heart sink even lower and your body grow even colder.
  518. >It stings.
  519. >The buzz of the fluorescent lights drones on, highlighting how there’s nobody else here with you.
  520. >There’s nobody to talk about school or hobbies with, or to tell funny or sad stories, or…
  521. >...Or to hold.
  522. >Why couldn’t you just go up to Anon?
  523. >He was right there.
  524. >All alone.
  525. >There was nothing stopping you but yourself.
  526. >You have to get a hold of yourself.
  527. >You can’t be losing yourself in your emotions right now.
  528. >After gathering all the cats back up and getting them back, you head over to the rabbit section.
  529. >You let them all outside to enjoy the nice weather and fresh air while you clean up their little cages and fill up their food and water.
  530. >They’re all so eager to run around in the sun that they scurry past you the moment you open their cage doors and bolt for the little doggie door installed on the door to the backyard.
  531. >They’re outside in the blink of an eye.
  532. >Leaving you alone once more.
  533. >With each passing second, that awful feeling of loneliness grows.
  534. >It may be unbecoming of you, but you sort of hurry through cleaning the cages so you can go outside to enjoy the sunny sky and fresh air.
  535. >The stale, faintly foul smelling air in here is starting to suffocate you.
  536. >You give each of the rabbits an extra treat in their food bowls as an apology for how their cage isn’t as clean as it normally would be.
  537. >You’re sure they’ll understand.
  538.  
  539. >Once that’s done, you step outside to watch the bunnies enjoy the weather.
  540. >The sun’s rays blessing your skin with their warmth immediately lifts your spirits, even if only a little.
  541. >The gentle breeze makes a nice pairing with the clear sky.
  542. >Thankfully, you don’t have any homework, so you just sit on the grass and watch the bunnies run and play.
  543. >You’ve always admired how free they are.
  544. >Safe and sound, free to do whatever they like.
  545. >They make friends with each other and enjoy their days as much as they like.
  546. >...In any way that they like.
  547. >When you see that more than a few of the bunnies are… acquainting themselves with each other, you hastily avert your eyes.
  548. >You should have remembered, it’s the time of year for that.
  549. >You want to give them their privacy during such a private time, but they don’t seem terribly concerned about being seen.
  550. >It’s hard not to be jealous of that.
  551. >It’s love in its purest form.
  552. >Free of petty things like judgment or insecurity.
  553. >They’re all in their own little worlds, filled only by the two of them and captivated by their intoxicating emotions.
  554. >Though the love will fade once the mating season ends, it’ll last the rest of their lives.
  555. >They’ll build families that will last a lifetime, and multiple lifetimes after that.
  556. >...
  557. >The back of your right hand tingles.
  558. >Where Anon touched you.
  559. >You rub that little spot, but that doesn’t make it feel better.
  560. >You’re still sore.
  561. >Still aching.
  562. >Nobody’s ever touched you like Anon did today.
  563. >So gently.
  564. >So lovingly.
  565. >You relive that moment in your head.
  566. >That’s the closest you’ve ever gotten to experiencing what the bunnies are enjoying.
  567. >In that one, brief moment, it was just you and him.
  568. >No presentation, no teacher, no classmates.
  569. >He didn’t reach out to you like a friend.
  570. >He reached out to you like a lover.
  571. >He wanted you.
  572. >What if he didn’t stop there?
  573. >It would’ve been so easy for him to take your hand.
  574. >For him to pull you close, hold you by the waist, lean in, and kiss you.
  575. >You wouldn’t have been able to resist.
  576. >...You wouldn’t have wanted to.
  577. >You don’t know if you would melt in his arms or cling to him with all your might.
  578. >Thinking is pointless, anyway.
  579. >Emotions drive actions in moments shared between two lovers.
  580. >All you know is that you want him.
  581. >And he wants you.
  582. >He wouldn’t stop at just kissing.
  583. >His firm arms would travel all over your body, pulling your clothes off of you.
  584. >Kissing and rubbing getting more and more intense until-
  585. “Ouch!”
  586. >You’re snapped out of your fantasy when one of the bunnies nibbles on your boot.
  587. >Right behind him are the rest of the bunnies looking at you expectantly.
  588. >The sun is starting to set and it’s getting cooler out, they want to go back inside.
  589. >They’re probably hungry, too.
  590. “S-sorry, let’s get you all back inside.” You sheepishly apologize to your little furry friends.
  591.  
  592. >You step aside and let all the bunnies scurry back inside.
  593. >The wind feels even cooler now as the sun descends, almost making you shiver.
  594. >...You’re sweating quite a bit.
  595. >Looks like you really lost yourself in your little fantasy.
  596. >Thank goodness nobody saw you like that.
  597. >Once the bunnies are all fed and settled, you get through the last of your responsibilities before heading home.
  598. >You hurry out the front door with a hasty goodbye to Grace so she doesn’t see you all flushed.
  599. >She’s too focused on her work to notice you, anyway.
  600. >While gazing into the evening sky, watching the sun set, you feel the lingering warmth within you and the tingling on your right hand.
  601. >Tomorrow is Friday.
  602. >The last day of the week.
  603. >If you don’t tell him tomorrow, you’ll have to wait the whole weekend before you’ll see him again.
  604. >You feel a little warmer.
  605. >More invigorated.
  606. >You’re gonna tell Anon how you feel about him tomorrow.
  607. >No matter what.
  608.  
  609. >Flash forward to Friday morning.
  610. >You’re standing in front of Canterlot High School waiting for Anon to show up.
  611. >Last night went by in the blink of an eye.
  612. >You’re feeling so determined.
  613. >You’re feeling so brave.
  614. >Today is nice and warm and sunny, but inside you is a fire.
  615. >The fire of love, burning bright and true.
  616. >It might rain later today, but not even that can extinguish you.
  617. >You clutch your backpack with determination.
  618. >The moment you see Anon, you’re gonna march right up to him and say three simple words: “I like you”.
  619. >You rehearsed it into the mirror last night.
  620. >And this morning.
  621. >And quietly to yourself on the walk to school.
  622. >You promised Rainbow and Rarity over text that you would tell him the moment you see him, and you’re gonna keep that promise.
  623. >You’re also gonna return that beautiful jewel Sunset dropped after school yesterday.
  624. >Shoot, you forgot to text her about that!
  625. >She’s probably worried sick wondering where it is.
  626. >...It’s no big deal, you’ll just give it back to her at lunch.
  627. >Or you’ll text her once you’ve talked to Anon.
  628. >You’ve got the jewel safely tucked into your backpack, you can talk to Anon first.
  629. >It shouldn’t be much longer now.
  630. >School is about to start.
  631. >More and more students are starting to make their way into the building.
  632. >You anxiously scan the crowds to find your soon-to-be boyfriend.
  633. >With each face you see, you grow more and more impatient.
  634. >Where could he be?
  635. >What could be keeping him?
  636. >Could he have gotten sick?
  637. >You fidget with your fingers and gulp as you continue to search for him.
  638. >How is it everyone else is here except him?
  639. >Those other couples are getting you rather peeved.
  640. >They’re holding hands, talking so cute to each other, even cheek kissing!
  641. >It’s so annoying, like they don’t even care who sees them.
  642.  
  643. >The fire inside you is gonna burn out of control pretty soon.
  644. >Anon, where are you?
  645. >School is moments away from starting.
  646. >He has to come in soon.
  647. >He has to.
  648. >And once he does, you’ll-
  649. >You freeze.
  650. >Time freezes around you.
  651. >You see him.
  652. >Anonymous.
  653. >He’s on his way to class, but he’s not inside yet.
  654. >You feel so hot.
  655. >The fire is spreading.
  656. >You’re feeling it in your lungs now.
  657. >Your legs lock up, and so do your arms.
  658. >This is the moment you’ve been waiting for.
  659. >Just go talk to him!
  660. >Say the three words!
  661. >The three words that’ll keep you from ever feeling lonely again!
  662. >But you can’t.
  663. >Something’s wrong.
  664. >You feel like you’ve got a terrible fever and your body won’t even budge an inch.
  665. >Seconds tick away, closer to the first bell of the day.
  666. >Move!
  667. >Please, legs!
  668. >No matter how much you beg your body to move or do anything at all, you can’t budge.
  669. >You’re completely paralyzed.
  670. >All you can do is stare at Anon.
  671. >Anon…
  672. >Oh, Anon…
  673. >You know you shouldn’t stare, staring is very rude, but…
  674. >There’s nobody you’d rather stare at.
  675. >There’s a beauty to him all his own.
  676. >This hair, his body, the way he walks, the sound of his voice, everything about him is so… him.
  677. >There’s nobody else like him at Canterlot High.
  678. >He’s never fallen into any of the cliques at school.
  679. >He’s always been himself.
  680. >He’s in a league of his own.
  681. >Such confidence, such conviction.
  682. >How has it taken you this long to see him like this?
  683. >He’s so…
  684. >...Majestic.
  685. >”BRIIIIIIING”
  686. >The harsh sound of the first bell of the day rudely cuts through the air, unfreezing time and ushering everyone to their first class.
  687. >You can only watch as Anon follows everyone else inside.
  688. >The moment he leaves your line of sight, the warmth in your body dissipates.
  689. >He didn’t even see you.
  690. >You couldn’t even move.
  691. >You failed.
  692. >All you had to do was say three words to him and you couldn’t even manage that.
  693. >No!
  694. >You haven’t failed!
  695. >You’ll still see him in second period!
  696. >But before that is first period.
  697. >You’ve been holding your breath.
  698. >You gasp for the air you only just now realized you need and let your entire body slump over, releasing all the tension you felt moments ago.
  699. >...What just happened?
  700. >You’ve never felt anything like that before.
  701. >It was such a powerful rush of heat and emotions, all from just looking at Anon walk up the stairs.
  702. >You didn’t have any problems talking to him yesterday, and now you couldn’t even walk up to him.
  703. >Was it just the pressure of having to ask him out?
  704. >You feel like such a fool.
  705. >You had to have looked so ridiculous, just standing there and staring at Anon.
  706. >Rarity’s gotta know something about this, she should be able to help you.
  707. >But first you have to get to class.
  708. >Ugh.
  709.  
  710. >English goes by so slowly.
  711. >All you can hear is the clock ticking away, second by second.
  712. >Everything the teacher says goes in one ear and out the other.
  713. >All you can hear is the second hand on the clock above the door ticking away.
  714. >In stark contrast to earlier, you feel so sluggish.
  715. >It takes real effort to not fall asleep at your desk.
  716. >At least you already have a good grade in the class.
  717. >You can afford a day off in this class.
  718. >You’d never let Twilight hear you say that, though.
  719. >But then the second bell of the day rings.
  720. >Oh goodness.
  721. >You’re going to see Anon again.
  722. >Whatever happened before school, you hope it doesn’t happen again.
  723. >You have a promise to keep.
  724. >You try to get up from your desk and head out the door, but just the knowledge of seeing Anon again is enough to make your knees all wobbly.
  725. >Some of your classmates give you odd looks as you struggle to gather your things and get up from your seat.
  726. >That warm feeling inside you is growing again.
  727. >But it’s not like a fever.
  728. >Weirdly, it feels almost like your fight or flight instinct is kicking in.
  729. >But why?
  730. >It couldn’t be because of Anon.
  731. >...Right?
  732. >With a gulp, you finally gather your belongings and hurry out the classroom door to history class.
  733. >You keep your head low and your eyes on the floor as you rush through the halls and crowds of your classmates.
  734. >Hopefully none of them notice the state you’re in.
  735. >Is it too obvious that something’s wrong with you?
  736. >Out of the corner of your eye, you get a glimpse of your arms.
  737. >Oh, goodness.
  738. >You’re sweating a lot.
  739. >But it’s only warm today!
  740. >Maybe you should see the nurse, you could be really sick.
  741. >...But at the same time, you don’t really feel sick…
  742. >You feel nervous and jumpy, but also… excited.
  743. >You really want to see Anon again.
  744. >You’re fine.
  745. >Whatever’s going on, Rarity will know about it.
  746. >She’s the love expert.
  747. >Your little train of thought comes to a surprise stop when you stumble through the doorway of your second period class.
  748. >Your breath gets caught in your throat.
  749. >The heat within you flares up again.
  750. >Here you are.
  751. >Close to him.
  752. >He has to be close.
  753. >You shuffle off to the side to allow your classmates to fill into the room as you search the seats for who’s here and who’s not.
  754. >...Anon isn’t here yet.
  755. >Your shoulders sink and the heat within you dies down.
  756. >Drat.
  757. >If only he was already here, you could just tell him you like him before class starts.
  758. >It would only take about five seconds!
  759. >But he is in school today.
  760. >He’ll be here soon!
  761. >You’ll have plenty of time to tell him after class!
  762. >You make your way over to your desk and carefully sit back down.
  763.  
  764. >When your arms rest on the desk, you realize how much of your arms are covered with sweat.
  765. >Gosh, you’re a mess.
  766. >You hastily hide your arms under the desk and nervously glance around to make sure nobody noticed.
  767. >Nobody’s looking at you.
  768. >Everybody’s talking with their friends or presentation partners, not paying you any mind.
  769. >Just like Anon said yesterday.
  770. >...Something smells different.
  771. >You sniff the air.
  772. >Something’s definitely different, but you can’t exactly place the scent.
  773. >It’s almost like a mix of sweat and the forest.
  774. >It smells… good.
  775. >Your mouth waters as you try to puzzle out what exactly it is you’re smelling.
  776. >”Hey, Flutters!”
  777. >Your entire body tenses up and your eyes shoot open.
  778. >It’s him.
  779. >Anonymous.
  780. >You gulp.
  781. >It got so much hotter all of a sudden.
  782. >You need to say something.
  783. >He saw you, he said something to you, he’s expecting a response.
  784. >He’s gonna notice you’re all nervous and sweaty!
  785. >Come on, it doesn’t even need to be the confession!
  786. >Just say something!
  787. “Huh… h-hi~”
  788. >Oh dear.
  789. >Was that too strange?
  790. >Anon’s face is a little hard to decipher.
  791. >He’s happy to see you, but he’s either confused or concerned.
  792. >”Are you feeling alright, Flutters?”
  793. >Oh, his voice.
  794. >You feel that delightful timbre wrap around you like a comforting blanket.
  795. >The way he says that cute nickname of yours is just icing on the cake.
  796. >It’s getting hotter in here, but you don’t mind as much.
  797. >”Fluttershy?”
  798. >Oh shoot, you need to answer him!
  799. “O-Oh, yes! Absolutely! J-Just a little, uh… anxious… about the weekend?”
  800. >You can talk to him!
  801. >Yay!
  802. >”Oh, yeah? Got any big plans?” Anon asks with genuine curiosity.
  803. >Shoot, you should have expected that.
  804. >You take a deep breath to cool yourself down a little.
  805. “W-Well… uh… on S-Saturdays I spend time with my friends at Sugarcube Corner, and… o-on Sunday… I’m gonna… uh…”
  806. >You just awkwardly trail off until you’re mumbling.
  807. >You can’t lie to him.
  808. >Not when he’s looking at you like that.
  809. >With his deep, beautiful eyes.
  810. >Your hands are tightly clasped together beneath your desk.
  811. >Your legs are twisting themselves in a knot.
  812. >Your thighs are rubbing together…
  813. >The sound of the classroom door shutting snaps you back to the present.
  814. >”Good morning, class! To those of you who didn’t get to present yesterday, I hope you used the extra time wisely!” Miss Cheerilee chipperly greets you and your classmates.
  815. >That’s right, Anon insisted you two go first yesterday.
  816. >He’s so smart.
  817. >He smells so nice, too.
  818. >And his voice still floats around you like an angelic glow.
  819. >It pains you when he turns his comforting eyes away from you and to the front of the class as two guys prepare their presentation, but you have to keep this feeling deep inside you.
  820. >You have to sit on your hands to keep your troublesome body under control.
  821. >Your body is behaving so strangely today.
  822. >It must be your nerves.
  823.  
  824. >History class is even more of a challenge to get through.
  825. >It’s like english, but Anon is right next to you.
  826. >Just being close to him has every sense of yours running on overdrive.
  827. >It’s very impolite of you, but you can’t pay much attention to the guys and girls giving their presentations.
  828. >...They don’t have much of a stage presence anyway.
  829. >Not like Anon.
  830. >They don’t have his confidence, his subtle charisma, his winning smile, or his addictive musk.
  831. >You peer at Anon from the corner of your eye.
  832. >He’s slouched back in his chair watching the presentations.
  833. >There’s so much about him you’re just now noticing.
  834. >The way his chest rises and falls with each breath.
  835. >The curvature of his arms.
  836. >The plumpness of his lips.
  837. >The sights and sounds of the classroom fades away.
  838. >You’re being taken back to that wonderful world where it’s just you and Anon.
  839. >Whenever his eyes glance over at you, you quickly avert your gaze to not look like you were staring.
  840. >”Fluttershy?” Miss Cheerilee calls out to you, cutting through your haze.
  841. >A flash of coldness shoots through your body as you nervously turn to face your teacher.
  842. “Y-Yes, ma’am?”
  843. >”Your classmates would appreciate it if you paid attention to their presentations instead of your partner.” She remarks.
  844. >Oh, no.
  845. >You’ve been staring at Anon this whole time.
  846. >You’ve even angled your whole body towards him.
  847. >Anon still looks friendly, but faintly uncomfortable by how you’ve been blatantly staring at him.
  848. >A fierce wave of shame and embarrassment washes over you, worsened by the sparse sounds of some of your classmates sharing hushed laughter.
  849. “S-Sorry…” You mutter, slumping back in your seat and turning back to properly face the front of the classroom.
  850. >The presentations continue as normal, but the embarrassed warmth in your cheeks lingers.
  851. >You keep your head low to avoid being looked at by your classmates, but you make sure to never take your eyes away from the front of the class.
  852. >The presentations are so dull.
  853. >...Anon…
  854. >If only it were just us.
  855. >If only he knew what he’s doing to you.
  856. >You’re feeling so warm.
  857. >Anon’s a fireplace, and you’re basking in his glow.
  858. >...You’re feeling… another kind of warmth…
  859. >One growing… between your legs…
  860. >Your thighs stay clamped together, but something sinful is threatening to claw its way out.
  861. >If you weren’t sitting so firmly on your hands, you don’t know where they would go.
  862. >You’re sweating even more.
  863. >Who knows what would happen if you tried to say something right now.
  864. >Thank goodness you presented yesterday.
  865. >You’re a mess.
  866. >When the bell signaling the end of class rings out, you almost leap ten feet into the air.
  867. >A whirlwind of students rushing out of the classroom surrounds you, but you’re in no condition to walk right now.
  868. >Now that presentations are over, you allow yourself to steal a glance at Anon.
  869. >He’s packing up his belongings, and your eyes happen to meet his.
  870.  
  871. >Both of you quickly avert your gaze, but this very brief encounter pours more gas on the fire within you.
  872. >He looks like he wants to say something to you, but can’t figure out the exact words.
  873. >He thinks you’re weird, doesn’t he?
  874. >The way you were staring at him, you surely made him uncomfortable.
  875. >Or does he think you’re mad at him about something?
  876. >Today is spiraling out of control and you don’t know why.
  877. >It’s only after the scent of his lovely musk fades from your surroundings that you realize that he’s leaving for his next class.
  878. >In that instant, you gather up all your belongings and rush out the door after him with determination you didn’t know you had.
  879. >You’re in such a hurry that you end up running right into him, nearly knocking him onto the floor.
  880. >”Ah! What the hell-” Anon says to himself as he regains his balance, then turning around to face you.
  881. >The sounds around you fade out of your reality.
  882. >The compulsion to chase him shifts into keeping you rigidly in place.
  883. >Now it’s just you and him.
  884. >And your body isn’t going to let you get out of this.
  885. >”Uh, hey, Flutters…” He greets you again, happy but uncertain to see you.
  886. >This is it.
  887. >You have to tell him.
  888. >Clear the air once and for all.
  889. >Three words keep you from conquering your nerves and feeling his love.
  890. >I like you.
  891. >You open your mouth, but your tongue dries up.
  892. >No, please, say something!
  893. >Anon clears his throat nervously.
  894. >”So, uh, about that weekend stuff you were talking about earlier…”
  895. >Is he gonna do it?
  896. >Could he really be about to tell you what you think he’s gonna tell you?
  897. >”...Are you busy Sunday?” He carefully asks you.
  898. >Your eyes widen.
  899. >Your breath hitches in your throat.
  900. >The fire inside you spreads even further.
  901. >But the ball’s in your court now.
  902. >You need to answer his question.
  903. “...I…”
  904. >Your tongue is still so dry.
  905. >Say no!
  906. >Say you want to go out with him!
  907. >Say you want to cast aside all earthly bonds and truly love him!
  908. “...N…n-nuh…”
  909. >Anon’s eyes widen.
  910. >There’s a glint of hope in his hypnotic eyes.
  911. >Answer him!
  912. >The bell rings again.
  913. >You two are late for third period.
  914. >Anon’s spirits visibly fall.
  915. >The light in his eyes is extinguished in a fierce, cruel rainstorm.
  916. >”Well, I gotta get to class…” He mutters.
  917. >He’s trying to hide his disappointment, but you can tell.
  918. >It stings something fierce to see him like this.
  919. >You want to say “I want to go out with you” or “I’m sorry I can’t behave myself today”, but… nothing.
  920. >Anon hesitates for a moment, giving you an opportunity to say something, anything, but a force within you is keeping you paralyzed.
  921. >”See you later, Flutters.” Anon bids you farewell before heading to his next class.
  922. >Leaving you alone in the middle of the hallway.
  923. >You really need help with this.
  924. >...Whatever “this” is.
  925.  
  926. >Algebra can’t go by fast enough.
  927. >You don’t pay any attention to class.
  928. >The teacher’s voice is so harsh, too.
  929. >Something about it just makes it so unpleasant to have to listen to.
  930. >Like each syllable is scraping against your eardrum.
  931. >Not like Anon’s voice.
  932. >You could listen to him talk all day.
  933. >His voice massages you.
  934. >The only thing that you pay any mind to is the bell at the end of the period.
  935. >You almost fly out of your chair and race through the crowded hallways to get to the lunchroom.
  936. >You’re not even fully sure what you’re looking for.
  937. >Sunset or Rarity to help through what you’re feeling?
  938. >Anon to tell him how you feel?
  939. >Pinkie or Rainbow to distract you with something you can help them with?
  940. >Gosh, it’s so hot.
  941. >You’re drawing some funny looks from the guys and girls you’re pushing your way through.
  942. >You try very hard to ignore them.
  943. >Keeping your head down and looking at the floor will have to do.
  944. >You manage to find your way to the cafeteria by memorizing the path through the school.
  945. >Then you’re forced to wait in line to get your lunch.
  946. >It’s horrible.
  947. >The lights on the ceiling are so bright.
  948. >Are they brighter than usual?
  949. >It feels like you’re going to melt if you’re under them for too long.
  950. >Everyone’s still looking at you.
  951. >At least, that’s what it feels like.
  952. >You don’t know for sure how many people are looking at you.
  953. >You’re in no hurry to find out.
  954. >You just stand up as straight as you possibly can and keep your eyes directly focused on the person in front you.
  955. >Don’t look off to the side, just focus on walking forward when the line moves.
  956. >...This line isn’t moving fast enough.
  957. >It’s so frustrating.
  958. >What could be taking them so long?
  959. >It’s the same process every day!
  960. >You have to focus on keeping your mouth sealed, otherwise you’d surely say something rude to the person in front of you.
  961. >But at long last, you receive your tray from Granny Smith.
  962. >Now you have to thank her like you normally do.
  963. “Th-thank you.” You stammer out, keeping the surging flood within you from breaking through the dam.
  964. >”You’re very welcome, dearie.” Granny Smith sweetly says to you.
  965. >Those words barely register.
  966. >Tightly gripping your lunch tray, you hurriedly make your way through the maze of lunch tables towards where you usually sit with your friends.
  967. >You can’t ignore the growing hope within you that you’d run into Anon along the way.
  968. >You don’t know where he sits in the cafeteria, and you’d make a fool of yourself running laps around all the tables looking for him.
  969.  
  970. >When you reach your usual lunch table, you clumsily sit down between Rainbow and Rarity.
  971. >They’re in the middle of talking about something, but when you sit down all the talking comes to an immediate halt.
  972. >”Geez, you alright, Flutters?” Rainbow asks you.
  973. >”Yeah, you’re looking awful flushed.” Applejack notes.
  974. >Rarity gasps, covering her mouth with one hand.
  975. >”Did something happen between you and that boy Anonymous?” She immediately asks you.
  976. >Your face takes on an even deeper hue of red.
  977. >The little bodies inside of you toss another shovel-full of coal into your furnace.
  978. “Uh…”
  979. >Their stares get even more intense.
  980. >You have their undivided attention now.
  981. “...K-kinda…”
  982. >Rarity, Pinkie, and Twilight gasp.
  983. >”What happened?
  984. >You sigh, slumping your shoulders.
  985. “I don’t know, but…”
  986. >”What does that mean?” Pinkie asks with genuine curiosity.
  987. >”Pressurin’ her ain’t gonna help.” Applejack reminds her.
  988. >You take another shaky breath.
  989. “...Ever since yesterday evening, all I can think about is Anon!”
  990. >”That’s called having a crush, darling!” Rarity giggles.
  991. “No! It’s worse than that!”
  992. >”Really?” Sunset asks you.
  993. >You shakily nod.
  994. “I just, I feel so hot! Everything outside of him is a haze! He’s filled my mind! All I can think about is Anon! How he looks, how he sounds, how he smells~”
  995. >”That’s it, you’re not allowed to talk about him anymore.” Rainbow butts in with a stern tone.
  996. >”Rainbow, don’t interrupt!” Twilight speaks up on your behalf.
  997. >”Oh, come on! You really wanna hear about how Anon smells?” Rainbow defends herself.
  998. >This is getting worse.
  999. >The cafeteria feels even more crowded now.
  1000. >There’s even more people walking around you.
  1001. >But none of them are Anon.
  1002. “U-Uh…”
  1003. >”Fluttershy, do you need to go to the nurse’s office?” Sunset asks you, looking incredibly concerned.
  1004. >”You’re glowing like a lighthouse with a whole bunch of disco balls inside it!” Pinkie is quick to describe your condition.
  1005. >Honestly, you’re not sure what you need to do.
  1006. >You nervously look around at the girls surrounding you.
  1007. >The longer you go without answering them, the more worried they’re gonna get.
  1008. >But when you turn back to Sunset, you remember your brief encounter with her yesterday after school.
  1009. “Oh! U-Uh Sunset, you, uh, dropped this yesterday…” You manage to say, then diving back into your bookbag for the paper bag holding the beautiful red jewel.
  1010. >When Sunset recognizes the object in your hand, her eyes widen as a worried look takes over her face.
  1011. >”Uh oh…” She quietly says.
  1012. >Oh no.
  1013. >”...What does ‘uh oh’ mean?” Twilight nervously asks her.
  1014. >Sunset looks around the cafeteria anxiously as she carefully places the jewel in her own backpack before turning her gaze to you.
  1015.  
  1016.  
  1017. >”L-Let’s take this conversation to a more… private place.” Sunset urges the six of you right before getting up ushering everyone towards the exit of the cafeteria.
  1018. >The girls around you exchange confused and faintly worried looks as they follow Sunset out the door to see where she’s going with this.
  1019. >You’re the last of the group to get up from your seat.
  1020. >It feels wrong to leave your food like this, but you’re sure you’ll come back to it before long.
  1021. >You can’t help but glance around one last time in the vain hope of finding another glimpse of Anon.
  1022. >But he’s nowhere to be found.
  1023. >Sigh.
  1024. >You hope he’s okay.
  1025. >...You hope you’re okay.
  1026. >Sunset was awfully worried when you showed her the jewel.
  1027. >She leads all of you to the dark, shadowy hallway where students rarely go.
  1028. >Walking through here always makes a chill run down your spine, even when you’re with your friends.
  1029. >Surely the school would have gotten the lights fixed in this wing by now.
  1030. >That’s not important right now.
  1031. >”So what’s the big deal?” Applejack asks her.
  1032. >”Is it a special surprise for Fluttershy and her dream boy?” Pinkie asks.
  1033. >Sunset looks both ways nervously before taking a deep breath and turning to you.
  1034. >”So, uh… Twilight- the OTHER Twilight, I mean, let me know about certain… magical artifacts that’ve been stashed in this world, and lately I’ve been working on gathering them up and sending them back to her for proper storage…” She begins.
  1035. >It’s strange to think about how you’ve gotten used to the idea that Sunset is from another world, with another Twilight and another you.
  1036. >At least that explains why she hasn’t been around so much after school lately.
  1037. >”And you just happened to come across one that fell out of my backpack yesterday when I went to lock them up for safekeeping…”
  1038. >You don’t like where this is going.
  1039. >”What does this magical artifact do, exactly?” Twilight asks Sunset.
  1040. >She nervously laughs in return.
  1041. >”It’s, uh, a little tricky to explain, actually. To help certain non-pony populations thrive, this particular artifact, the Grace of Cadance, kind of…”
  1042. >Cadance?
  1043. >Like Twilight’s sister-in-law?
  1044. >”...Uh…”
  1045. >”Come on, what does it do?” Rainbow impatiently asks her.
  1046. >Sunset gulps.
  1047. >”...Induce… estrus…”
  1048. >A heavy silence falls over the group.
  1049. >Time stops around you.
  1050. >No.
  1051. >You can’t have heard that.
  1052. >You had to have misinterpreted her.
  1053. >There’s no way she could have meant… that.
  1054. >”I, uh, I guess humans kind of count as a non-pony species…” Sunset awkwardly chuckles, trying to bring some levity to the situation.
  1055.  
  1056. >”You made Fluttershy go into heat!?” Applejack angrily interrogates her.
  1057. >The volume of her question makes you shudder.
  1058. >”Hey, I didn’t MAKE anything happen! The gem fell out of my backpack!” Sunset is quick to defend herself.
  1059. >”You could’ve done a better job zippin’ it up!” Applejack rebuts.
  1060. >”Are you saying that Fluttershy’s feelings towards Anonymous are the result of this gem?” Rarity jumps in with genuine concern in her voice.
  1061. >”No! No, no, no! Fluttershy’s feelings for Anon are genuine! She’s just a little more… sensitive to those kinds of feelings now!” Sunset hastily assures her.
  1062. >”What does that mean?” Applejack asks her.
  1063. >”It’s a part of the enchantment, to make sure these affected couples stay happy together, they only heighten feelings of true love. Like, instead of adding these feelings to their minds, it highlights the feelings that are already there. So… guess that means you and Anon are meant to be!” Sunset explains, giving you the most reassuring smile she can muster.
  1064. >It doesn’t help much.
  1065. >You’re being crushed under this realization.
  1066. >You knew there was something strange about how you’ve been feeling.
  1067. >You should’ve known it had something to do with that jewel.
  1068. “So… how do I fix this?” You nervously ask Sunset, almost afraid of what she’s gonna say.
  1069. >Sunset takes a step back and awkwardly laughs a little more.
  1070. >”Uh… there’s only… one way to fix this…”
  1071. >Oh.
  1072. >Oh, dear.
  1073. >Rainbow snickers beside you.
  1074. >”How’re you feeling about asking out that dork now?” She teases you.
  1075. >”I thought she wasn’t allowed to talk about him anymore.” Twilight reminds her, unimpressed.
  1076. >”That was before, I’m WAY more interested in her love life now.” Rainbow insists with a grin and a nudge to your shoulder.
  1077. >”Me too! It’s so exciting! Just imagine what those two will get up to if you leave ‘em alone for a couple minutes!” Pinkie giddily agrees.
  1078. >You can’t say anything.
  1079. >Your mind is focused on one thing.
  1080. >THE thing.
  1081. >You and Anon.
  1082. >Together.
  1083. >Truly together.
  1084. >Nothing separating you two.
  1085. >Body against body.
  1086. >Skin on skin.
  1087. >”Flutters?”
  1088. >Desperately clinging to each other.
  1089. >Musical moans and sighs filling the air.
  1090. >Fingers raking through hair.
  1091. >Lips tasting flesh.
  1092. >”Fluttershy?”
  1093. >Moving, writhing in perfect synchronicity.
  1094. >Hot, heavy breaths filling the room.
  1095. >Pace increasing.
  1096. >Bodies moving faster.
  1097. >Voices becoming higher pitched.
  1098. >Touching and groping growing needier.
  1099. >Escalating higher and higher until one final, beautiful-
  1100. >”FLUTTERSHY!”
  1101.  
  1102. >Rarity’s voice brings you back to the present moment.
  1103. >A moment without Anonymous.
  1104. >Darn it.
  1105. “Uh, yes, I was listening.” You lie.
  1106. >Rarity raises an eyebrow at you.
  1107. >”If that’s true, what were we just talking about?” She questions you.
  1108. >Your eyes shift between her and the rest of the girls.
  1109. “Uh… you were scolding Rainbow for being so crass about what I’m going through?”
  1110. >Rarity and the girls turn to Rainbow, who rolls her eyes.
  1111. >”That was a lucky guess!”
  1112. >”The point is, you kinda NEED to go out with Anon, and… seal the deal… to get rid of this feeling you’re dealing with.” Sunset restates.
  1113. >”Ideally soon, otherwise it’s… gonna get worse…”
  1114. >Oh, dear.
  1115. >You don’t want to imagine how this could get worse.
  1116. >”And I’m gonna make sure you land ‘em!” Rainbow assures you.
  1117. >”Trust me, I know ALL about getting to home base!” She adds with a wink.
  1118. >”Oh, Rainbow Dash, you’re being far too brutish! Fluttershy is in far greater need of an education in proper courting from moi~” Rarity counters, closing in on you from the other side.
  1119. >It’s getting very hot again.
  1120. >You back away from both of them, rubbing your forehead to try to relieve some of your stress.
  1121. “Girls, I really appreciate the thought, but right now I just need to think about all this. It’s… a lot to take in all at once.”
  1122. >”You’re right, I’m really sorry about all this.” Sunset sheepishly apologizes.
  1123. >”How about we just go back to the cafeteria? What you need is to get some food in you! Then we’ll tackle all this!” Twilight helpfully suggests.
  1124. >Food does sound nice right now.
  1125. >You’re terribly hungry.
  1126. >Among other things.
  1127. >”Well, what she REALLY needs to get in her is-”
  1128. >”We’re headin’ back to the cafeteria now!” Applejack interrupts Rainbow’s witty comment, pushing everyone back down the hall.
  1129. >It’s in times like this that you’re lucky to have such supportive friends.
  1130. >But their kind, supportive words begin to fade out as you walk.
  1131. >You touched a magical artifact from another world, and now you’ve gone into heat for the boy you have a crush on.
  1132. >Life sure is full of surprises.
  1133. >Now you really have to tell him how you feel.
  1134. >You can do it.
  1135. >You will do it.
  1136. >It’s gonna happen today.
  1137. >You’re gonna make sure of it.
  1138. >Come tonight, this fire within you will be extinguished.
  1139.  
  1140. –ANONYMOUS–
  1141. >You trudge through the school hallways going from class to class with as much spring in your step as the average corpse.
  1142. >Today’s been horrible.
  1143. >Your alarm didn’t go off this morning and almost made you late for class.
  1144. >You got your chemistry test back with a big red D on top.
  1145. >And worst of all, Fluttershy won’t talk to you anymore.
  1146. >You don’t even know why.
  1147. >Things were going really well yesterday.
  1148. >At least, you think things were going well.
  1149. >Fluttershy did really well in yesterday’s presentation.
  1150. >She smiled at you afterward.
  1151. >She smiled like she trusted you.
  1152. >Why couldn’t you just ask her out?
  1153. >You had no reason not to.
  1154. >The words just got caught in your throat when you two were out in the hall.
  1155. >Then she got away.
  1156. >After Norman’s talking-to, you were ready to ask her out today.
  1157. >But… something changed.
  1158. >She started acting so strange around you.
  1159. >She’ll stare at you, but she won’t maintain eye contact.
  1160. >You try to make casual conversation, but she talks to you like she’s never met you before.
  1161. >And then you really tried.
  1162. >You tried asking her out after class, but she wouldn’t answer you.
  1163. >She seemed so uncomfortable.
  1164. >Like she didn’t want to be near you.
  1165. >Then the bell rang, and she vanished.
  1166. >Leaving you alone and faintly humiliated.
  1167. >You’ve been rejected by girls before.
  1168. >Plenty of times.
  1169. >But… this one really hurt.
  1170. >Because it felt like, for a little bit, you had a real chance with Fluttershy.
  1171. >Norman said you’re the only guy she talks to.
  1172. >She really warmed up to you during your time studying together.
  1173. >Seeing her smile at you for the first time made your heart skip a beat.
  1174. >She’s the kindest, prettiest, most wonderful girl at school.
  1175. >But then something changed her.
  1176. >Or changed how she saw you.
  1177. >When you regain enough situational awareness to remember you take up physical space, you find yourself in the guy’s bathroom.
  1178. >You’re surrounded by faded, sterile white tiling and standing atop faintly sticky bathroom tiling.
  1179. >The only sounds your ears can discern are the faint reverberations of your own breathing echoing off the walls.
  1180. >At least nobody else is in here for once.
  1181. >As eerie as the bathroom can be when it’s empty, you’d much rather it be empty than have Snails and Snips messing around with the sinks.
  1182. >They’re not worth thinking about right now.
  1183. >Fluttershy is.
  1184. >What could have changed between you and her?
  1185. >You carefully review the events of yesterday to see if you made any mistakes.
  1186. >Could it have been how you made that comment about Rainbow Dash?
  1187. >She’s her oldest and closest friend, after all.
  1188. >Unlikely, she responded positively to that little remark.
  1189. >Was it how you volunteered her to go first for presentations?
  1190. >You should’ve known that she doesn’t do well in front of a crowd.
  1191. >You doubt it, she was grateful at the end that she got the presentation out of the way.
  1192.  
  1193. >Maybe it was how you touched her hand when you were at the podium.
  1194. >...Yeah, that’s probably it.
  1195. >You went too far there.
  1196. >You shouldn’t have touched her like that.
  1197. >What were you thinking?
  1198. >You weren’t thinking, that’s the problem.
  1199. >You think back to lunch yesterday.
  1200. >Rainbow seemed like she was marching right over to you with Fluttershy in tow.
  1201. >With the rest of her friends right behind her.
  1202. >They were mad at you for going too far with her yesterday.
  1203. >Rainbow was about to scream her head off at you for making Fluttershy uncomfortable before Applejack stopped her.
  1204. >You dread to imagine what they’ll have to say to you when the time comes.
  1205. >Speaking of Fluttershy’s friends, you had algebra 1 with Rarity in freshman year.
  1206. >Back when you were really into shitposting on 4chins.
  1207. >No doubt she remembers what you were like during that time.
  1208. >You cringe at memories of that time.
  1209. >Well, that’s that.
  1210. >You blew it.
  1211. >Fluttershy was the best chance you’ve ever gotten at getting a girlfriend and you ruined it.
  1212. >You feel so pathetic.
  1213. >You rest your hands on one of the cleanlier sinks, staring at what you see in the mirror.
  1214. >At first, you just see you.
  1215. >Anonymous, aged 18.
  1216. >But then the little flaws begin to appear.
  1217. >In your cheeks, your chin, your skin.
  1218. >Lots of little flaws building on top of each other to make you look as awful as you feel.
  1219. >Then you look even deeper.
  1220. >Into the void of your irises.
  1221. >But you’re saved from falling into this abyss by the sound of the bathroom door opening.
  1222. >A feeling of shock briefly grips your body as time slows down around you, making you wonder who could be walking in on you in this moment of intense vulnerability.
  1223. >You instinctively try to turn away and hide your face from whoever your surprise visitor is.
  1224. >”There you are, dude!”
  1225. >It’s Flash Sentry.
  1226. >You’ve been buddies with him since biology class in sophomore year.
  1227. >You’re not as tight with him as he is with his bandmates, or as you are with Norman, but he can always be counted on.
  1228. >You lift your head a little bit, but you don’t say anything.
  1229. >You’re in no condition to talk.
  1230. >”Dude, come on, I just wanna help.” Flash says to you again.
  1231. >You look over at him.
  1232. >He steps aside to not block your way out of the bathroom.
  1233. >He’s trying to make you not feel cornered.
  1234. >He’s letting you leave if you really want to.
  1235. >He’s a pretty cool guy.
  1236. >...He’s the best help you could ask for.
  1237. >You take a deep breath and step away from the sink to meet Flash face to face.
  1238.  
  1239. >”Girl troubles?” He asks you.
  1240. >You blink, surprised by his swift deduction.
  1241. “Is it that obvious?”
  1242. >He laughs lightly.
  1243. >”You have no idea how many guys I’ve helped through crushes and breakups. You might as well have sent up a signal flare.”
  1244. >You sigh.
  1245. “Alright, yeah, you got me.” You admit.
  1246. >Flash gives you a comforting, understanding look.
  1247. >”Wanna talk about it?”
  1248. >You instinctively hesitate, wanting to retreat back into your cage.
  1249. >But you know you can trust Flash, and the longer you hold all this inside you, the worse it’s gonna get.
  1250. >You gulp.
  1251. “...It’s Fluttershy.”
  1252. >Flash’s eyes widen a bit.
  1253. “I thought we were getting along really well, up until yesterday, but today she’s acting… I don’t wanna say weird, but… different.” You say to him.
  1254. >”What do you mean different?”
  1255. “It’s like she doesn’t even know me anymore. She struggled with eye contact and speaking clearly to me this morning, and just yesterday we were talking just fine!”
  1256. “I just can’t escape the feeling that somehow, something I did made her not like me anymore, and I’m really struggling to figure out what it could be.”
  1257. >Saying all that out loud produces a weird feeling within you.
  1258. >On one hand, it’s nice to get this off your chest, but on the other hand, it makes you feel even more pathetic to have all this stuff within you vocalized.
  1259. >”Hm, that is weird…” Flash replies, thinking to himself with a finger on his chin.
  1260. >”Did she say she doesn’t like you anymore?”
  1261. “...No, she didn’t.” You admit.
  1262. >”Then you’re not officially out of the game yet!” Flash tries to encourage you.
  1263. “I dunno…”
  1264. >”What was the last thing you said to her?”
  1265. “...I tried to ask her out.”
  1266. >”Nice going!”
  1267. >You sigh a little.
  1268. “Thanks, man. I asked her if she’s busy this weekend, she kind of mumbled something, then the bell rang, and we went our separate ways. I… haven’t seen her since.”
  1269. >”Is that everything that happened?”
  1270. >You shrug.
  1271. “I mean, I asked her if she’s feeling alright…”
  1272. >Flash nods approvingly.
  1273. “She said she was anxious about stuff she’s got going on this weekend, I tried to make small talk about that, and she kind of trailed off…”
  1274. >”Wait, wait, this is BEFORE you tried to ask her out?” Flash asks you.
  1275. “...Yeah?”
  1276. >”See that? You’ve still got a chance, dude!” Flash beams at you with an encouraging shoulder nudge.
  1277. “What do you mean?”
  1278. >”If she said that to you before you asked her out, that means she wasn’t just saying that as an excuse!”
  1279. >...He’s got a point.
  1280. >The clouds above you begin to part.
  1281. >”What you need to do is talk to Fluttershy and get a definitive ‘yes’ or ‘no’ on if she wants to go out with you. She could’ve been going through a lot this morning! You’re down, but not out, bro!”
  1282.  
  1283. >You want to let Flash lift your spirits, but you also want to exercise caution.
  1284. >Getting your hopes up too much could lead to them only getting crushed even more in the future.
  1285. >Your shoulders sink back down a little.
  1286. “I don’t know, I’m on thin ice as is. I don’t want to make her uncomfortable or anything…”
  1287. >”Dude, if you just go to her as your usual cool, friendly self and just lay the question out plain and simple, she’ll be totally understanding. And whatever her answer is, as long as you’re mature about it, you’ve got nothing to worry about.” Flash assures you.
  1288. >Your instinct to think pessimistically wins over once again.
  1289. >It’s more realistic that you somehow pushed Fluttershy away.
  1290. >Your eyes descend towards the floor as his support begins to drown in the torrent of your depression.
  1291. >”Hey, look at me.” Flash grabs your attention, drawing your attention back to him.
  1292. >”Whatever happens, you’re still you. And you’re a really cool, down to earth guy who’s got a great sense of humor and really easy to chill with. If Fluttershy can’t see that, some other girl will. Just don’t count yourself out yet.”
  1293. >...God damn that Flash Sentry.
  1294. >He’s so insidiously good at making you feel better.
  1295. >He needs to get working at the United Nations already.
  1296. >You look back up at Flash and muster a smile, fueled by the kind words he’s given you.
  1297. “...Thanks, man.” You sincerely say to him.
  1298. >Flash smiles at you and opens his arms.
  1299. >”C’mere, bro.”
  1300. >You chuckle a little, roll your eyes, but meet him halfway for a manly hug between guy friends.
  1301. >Sometimes a hug can go a long way.
  1302. >After that moment of camaraderie, you two pull away from each other.
  1303. >”Feeling better?”
  1304. >Relenting, you nod with a small smile.
  1305. “Yeah, a little.”
  1306. >”All you’ve gotta do is ask Fluttershy out and you’ll put a lid on this issue once and for all. You think you can handle that?” Flash asks you.
  1307. >With renewed confidence, you nod.
  1308. “Yeah, I can handle that. No problem.”
  1309. >”That’s the spirit!” Flash congratulates you.
  1310. “Besides, I told Norman I’d ask her out, and I know he’s gonna get on my case about this…” You sheepishly admit to Flash, who waves his hand dismissively.
  1311. >”Don’t worry about him, just focus on you and Fluttershy: Canterlot High’s future prom king and queen!”
  1312. >Yeah.
  1313. >You and Fluttershy.
  1314. >Whatever’s going on with her, it can’t keep you from at least telling her how you feel about her.
  1315. >You don’t know what’ll happen next.
  1316. >But whatever happens, you got this.
  1317.  
  1318. >The rest of the day doesn’t matter.
  1319. >Class is class.
  1320. >Hallways are crowded.
  1321. >Stuff happens, and you notice none of it.
  1322. >There’s only one thing you’re thinking about throughout the rest of the school day.
  1323. >Fluttershy.
  1324. >You’re gonna do it.
  1325. >You’re really gonna do it.
  1326. >You’re going to tell her that you like her.
  1327. >That you like her a lot.
  1328. >That she’s unlike any other girl you’ve ever known before.
  1329. >Her smile makes you feel so safe and warm and comfortable-
  1330. >No.
  1331. >Don’t overdo it.
  1332. >If, IF Fluttershy doesn’t really like you the same way, the last thing you’d want to do is to make the situation even more uncomfortable with everyone.
  1333. >You don’t want to be remembered as the guy who poured his heart out to a girl that ended up rejecting him.
  1334. >Grand declarations of love are so pathetic if the feeling isn’t mutual.
  1335. >And her…
  1336. >If there’s one girl at school who would dread being put on the spot like that, it’s Fluttershy.
  1337. >She had a hard enough time giving a history presentation in class yesterday.
  1338. >If you put her on the spot like that, she’d never forgive you.
  1339. >Well, she’s not that harsh, but her friends sure as hell wouldn’t forgive you.
  1340. >And the rest of the school, you’d be a laughingstock.
  1341. >You blink.
  1342. >Stop it, Anon.
  1343. >You’re getting carried away.
  1344. >You’re overthinking this.
  1345. >All you have to do is ask Fluttershy out.
  1346. >Easy.
  1347. >Nice and simple.
  1348. >You can do it.
  1349. >Anyone can do it.
  1350. >If Microchips can ask out Adagio Dazzle, you can ask out Fluttershy.
  1351. >All you have to do is pitch the question and see what happens.
  1352. >The worst she can do is say no.
  1353. >It’s Fluttershy, if she says no, she’ll let you down nice and easy.
  1354. >She won’t go “ew” like Adagio Dazzle did with Microchips.
  1355. >...But if she says no, it’s really gonna sting.
  1356. >You were sent down a depressive spiral this morning by just the thought of her rejecting you.
  1357. >You need to stay strong.
  1358. >You need to.
  1359. >If she says no, you’ll keep your jaw stiff and your voice clear.
  1360. >The slightest warble in your tone, the tiniest bit of dampness in your eyes, and you’ll be a mess.
  1361. >God, you’re a mess already.
  1362. >What do you even say?
  1363. >It has to sound casual.
  1364. >But not too casual.
  1365. >If you sound too casual, it might make you sound like your interest in her is just a passing thing.
  1366. >On the other side of the scale, there’s what you’ve been mulling over already: come on too strong and you’ll push her away.
  1367. >Find the balance.
  1368. >’Hey, so I was just wondering, did you wanna do something this weekend?’
  1369. >A little too casual.
  1370. >’Hey, Flutters, I’ve been meaning to ask you, do you wanna…’
  1371.  
  1372. >...Oh, God, that’s another thing.
  1373. >What do you do if she says yes?
  1374. >You’ve gotta have some kind of plan for what you wanna do on a date with her.
  1375. >There’s plenty of restaurants in town, you can pick one for a date.
  1376. >...But you don’t know many of them.
  1377. >You've been to a couple of burger and pizza places around town, and none of them are very romantic.
  1378. >There are a couple nice restaurants you know, but those are well out of your price range.
  1379. >You really should’ve saved more of the money you earned from your summer job wearing that stupid banana costume for Flim and Flam’s shop.
  1380. >Your train of thought comes to a crashing halt when the emergency brakes are pulled by the sound of the bell.
  1381. >The final bell of the school day, and the school week.
  1382. >Looks like you’ll have to improvise it.
  1383. >You can improvise just fine.
  1384. >Art through adversity.
  1385. >You get up from your seat and pack up your things, even faster than those around you.
  1386. >There isn’t a moment to waste, you need to find Fluttershy.
  1387. >But the moment you leave the classroom and dive into the raging torrent of your peers racing out the school’s doors to get a jump on the weekend, you realize that’s something far easier said than done.
  1388. >Your mind races even faster than those around you.
  1389. >Think, think, if you were Fluttershy, where would you be?
  1390. >Got it!
  1391. >She’s either at the soccer field behind the school supporting Rainbow Dash during her practice or out by the Wondercolt statue out front, passing out fliers for the animal shelter.
  1392. >Thank goodness you paid attention to her when she was opening up to you about what she does in her free time.
  1393. >The classroom you just left is closer to the gym, you’ll scope out the soccer field first.
  1394. >You swiftly merge into the lane of students walking in the direction of the gym.
  1395. >Even though everyone’s in a hurry to get out of here, you’re even more of a hurry.
  1396. >Every moment spent shoulder-to-shoulder with the freaks and geeks of Canterlot High is a moment not spent with Fluttershy.
  1397. >It takes a lot of restraint to not shove your way through the crowd.
  1398. >You can’t tell if you’re feeling eager or anxious to see her again, but whatever happens, this feeling inside of you is gonna be purged by the end of today.
  1399. >When you finally reach the gym, you give the large room a quick look-around to see if you can spot her anywhere.
  1400. >The moment it becomes clear she isn’t in here, you race through the back doors to survey the soccer field.
  1401. >It’s very unlikely she’s getting changed in the locker room, so there’s no point in waiting around.
  1402. >Bursting through the back doors, you’re greeted with the nice, crisp air of afternoon spring.
  1403. >You shove right past the wind’s open arms to get a good look at the soccer field.
  1404.  
  1405. >...Or rather, lacrosse field.
  1406. >That’s right, Fridays are when the lacrosse team has their practice.
  1407. >You remember Flash mentioning he has trouble scheduling band practice because his drummer’s also on the lacrosse team.
  1408. >Damn it.
  1409. >You spin around and race back inside, desperate to get to the front of the school as soon as possible.
  1410. >The little demon inside you is clawing away at your skin from the inside.
  1411. >Planting seeds of doubt and dread in your darkest recesses.
  1412. >Damn, you’ve really got it bad for Fluttershy.
  1413. >You’ve never been this desperate for any girl before.
  1414. >She’s really special.
  1415. >Hallway after hallway, stairwell after stairwell, you feel that uneasy feeling within you grow and grow.
  1416. >If you had just asked her out earlier, you wouldn’t have to be suffering through all this.
  1417. >Maybe if you-
  1418. >SLAM!
  1419. >You collide head on with someone as you run through the hall, knocking you onto the floor.
  1420. >You hit them pretty hard, too.
  1421. >Oh, God, did you run into Fluttershy?
  1422. >Your blood runs cold as dizziness clouds your senses.
  1423. >”Geez, dude! Watch where you’re going!”
  1424. >Thank God.
  1425. >It’s only Norman.
  1426. >Rubbing your head, you see Norman struggle back to his feet and clutch his temple.
  1427. “Sorry, man! You alright?” You apologize as you get back onto your feet, readying yourself to get going again.
  1428. >”Hey, wait, slow down!” Norman stops you, grabbing your arm before you can get away.
  1429. “Why? I promised I’d ask Fluttershy out!” You hastily ask him, just barely suppressing the urge to wrestle your arm out of his grip.
  1430. >”I know! I’ve got her waiting!”
  1431. >You blink.
  1432. “Seriously?”
  1433. >Norman nods.
  1434. >”Yeah, dude! Saw her out near the front of the school, told her there was something I needed her help with, and promised I’d be back in a minute.”
  1435. >You shakily exhale, allowing a relieved smile to form.
  1436. >As much as Norman can be a dumbass, he’s got your back 110%.
  1437. >”Well, come on! She’s not gonna wait forever!” Norman reminds you, tugging your arm towards the direction
  1438. “Right, let’s go.” You agree.
  1439. >The two of you rush through the remaining halls to the entryway of the school.
  1440. >That uneasy feeling within you swells with the knowledge that every step brings you closer to Fluttershy.
  1441. >But your legs conspire against your mind, running alongside Norman to the front of the school.
  1442. >Your legs are the only part of you that act with certainty.
  1443. >So you move with certainty.
  1444. >Towards the future.
  1445. >And then you’re stopped with certainty.
  1446. >Norman tugs on your arm right as you’re about to fly around the final corner.
  1447. “What? What is it?” You impatiently ask him.
  1448. >”Dude: deep breaths. You don’t wanna ask her out all sweaty and out of breath.” Norman advises you.
  1449. >...That’s a good point.
  1450.  
  1451. >You close your eyes and take several deep breaths to calm yourself down.
  1452. >It only kind of helps.
  1453. >You can only bring your heart rate down to “elevated”.
  1454. >You also make sure to wipe your forehead clean of the accumulated sweat you built up from your exercise.
  1455. >Your underarms are also pretty sweaty.
  1456. >At least you’re wearing a dark colored shirt.
  1457. >”Remember: don’t overthink it, don’t worry about anything but the present moment. Just look her in the eyes and ask her out, plain and simple.” Norman coaches you.
  1458. >Right.
  1459. >Plain and simple.
  1460. >...If only.
  1461. >Norman sighs.
  1462. >”You really want me to say it?”
  1463. >You raise an eyebrow at him.
  1464. “Say what?”
  1465. >”...I think you and Fluttershy would make a cute couple.”
  1466. >Woah.
  1467. >That’s probably the most genuine and heartfelt thing Norman’s ever said.
  1468. >A far cry from his hipster-y, shitpost-y self.
  1469. >”I get you’re nervous, and it’s easy to overthink this stuff, but… just follow your heart, dude. You’re a great guy, and Fluttershy’d be lucky to call you her boyfriend.”
  1470. >You want to ask if he really thinks so, but this is Norman.
  1471. >You two go back to elementary school.
  1472. >You’d take a bullet for him.
  1473. “...You’re right.”
  1474. >”Hell yeah, I am! Now come on, destiny awaits!”
  1475. >Norman guides you into the entryway of the school.
  1476. >There, in the center of the beautiful chamber, you see her.
  1477. >Fluttershy.
  1478. >As beautiful and as graceful as she’s always been.
  1479. >Looking out the window with her hands gently clasped together.
  1480. >The sun shines down on her like a ray from heaven.
  1481. >Even the way her nostrils flare when she sniffs the air is adorable, like a little bunny.
  1482. >...And she’s joined by Rarity and Rainbow Dash.
  1483. >The pressure’s on.
  1484. >But you’re up for the challenge.
  1485. >If finding love was easy, everyone would do it.
  1486. >Fluttershy’s love is worth fighting for.
  1487. >”I’m back! Sorry for the wait!” Norman called out to Fluttershy.
  1488. >She, along with her two friends, turn to face you and Norman.
  1489. >When Fluttershy’s eyes meet yours, she freezes up again.
  1490. >That “deer in the headlights” look she gave you in class today has returned.
  1491. >Rainbow Dash and Rarity give each other an excited look.
  1492. >Fluttershy opens her mouth to speak, but it takes a moment for her to actually work her vocal chords.
  1493. >”What- what was it you needed help with?” She asks Norman.
  1494. >Her eyes remain on you, no matter how she tries to turn her head to face him.
  1495. >”Oh, don’t worry about it now, Anon and I got it sorted out.” Norman nonchalantly answered.
  1496. >”By the way, there’s something Anon wants to ask you.” He casually adds.
  1497. >Fluttershy’s gaze on you intensifies.
  1498. >It’s really hard to get a read on her.
  1499. >It almost seems like she’s scared of you.
  1500. >But the way her eyes are locked on you, following you in a way that’s almost predatory.
  1501.  
  1502. >”Perhaps we should give Fluttershy some privacy?” Rarity not-so-subtly asks Rainbow, tugging her behind a corner before she could answer.
  1503. >You could swear Rainbow was hiding a grin before she and Rarity left your field of view.
  1504. >Out of the corner of your eye, you notice Norman isn’t beside you anymore.
  1505. >It’s just you and Fluttershy.
  1506. >There’s no getting out of this now.
  1507. >The only way out is through.
  1508. >”...W-what was it you wanted to ask me?” Fluttershy nervously asks you.
  1509. >She hasn’t blinked at all, you notice.
  1510. >Here it goes.
  1511. >You clench your teeth and smile as naturally as you can.
  1512. “I, uh…”
  1513. >Come on, say it!
  1514. “I was wondering if you’d want to, you know, go out with me-”
  1515. >”YES.”
  1516. >You’re almost blown backwards by the force of Fluttershy’s boldness.
  1517. >She almost yelled her response.
  1518. >She’s still looking at you with those huge eyes, but she’s trembling just a little bit.
  1519. >What she said doesn’t even sink in for a moment.
  1520. “...Really?”
  1521. >Fluttershy frantically nods up and down, though her pupils don’t move an inch.
  1522. >She said yes!
  1523. >Fluttershy said yes!
  1524. >Fluttershy wants to go out with you!
  1525. >Norman and Flash were right!
  1526. >The clouds above you have parted!
  1527. >You exhale, feeling all the stress and dread melt off of you.
  1528. >You can’t help but smile as wide as you can.
  1529. >You’re positively glowing.
  1530. “Okay! Cool!” You clumsily answer.
  1531. “So, when are you available for-”
  1532. >”What about today? After school? Right now?” Fluttershy offers, stepping closer to you with each question.
  1533. >Geez, this is moving fast.
  1534. >Rarity comes running around the corner and grabs Fluttershy by the shoulders.
  1535. >”Would you mind if we borrowed her for just a moment?” Rarity asks you.
  1536. >Fluttershy barely notices her friend’s arrival.
  1537. “Uh, n-no, not at all.” You answer with newfound confidence.
  1538. >”Thank you, darling.” Rarity says to you before dragging Fluttershy around the corner to speak with her privately.
  1539. >Fluttershy’s eyes never leave you until she disappears behind the corner.
  1540. >What was that about?
  1541. >Fluttershy’s just full of surprises today.
  1542. >”Hell fuckin’ yeah, dude! I knew you’d do it!” You hear Norman congratulate you from behind.
  1543. >You turn around just in time to see him wind up for one of the most powerful high-fives in the history of Canterlot.
  1544. >Your hand meets his high in the air to the sound of a clap powerful enough to shatter glass.
  1545. >Not that it does, of course.
  1546. >”I knew she was into you but I didn’t think she’d be THAT into you! You’ve got some serious game, Anon!”
  1547. >Still grinning as wide as a bridge, you shrug.
  1548. “Sometimes I even amaze myself!”
  1549. >”So what’ve you got in mind for tonight?”
  1550. >Oh, fuck.
  1551. >That’s a good question.
  1552. >Your smile fades.
  1553. “Uh… a walk in the park?”
  1554. >”You don’t know?”
  1555. “I don’t know! My mind’s been all over the place today!”
  1556.  
  1557. >”Well, a walk in the park WOULD be a good first date idea, but it’s gonna rain later today.” Norman reminds you.
  1558. “Shit…” You sigh.
  1559. “...What about a restaurant? There’s that one pasta place that opened a little while ago… what’s it called?”
  1560. >”Vinny’s Vineyard?”
  1561. “That’s the one!”
  1562. >”Nice choice. Heard that place is a little pricey, though…”
  1563. >You shrug.
  1564. “I’ve got money!”
  1565. >”How much?”
  1566. >You pull out your wallet and fish through its contents.
  1567. “Thirty… two dollars, and…”
  1568. >You produce a nickel.
  1569. “Five cents.”
  1570. >Norman takes a deep breath.
  1571. >”Well, that’ll have to do. You’re lucky Fluttershy probably isn’t the type to expect you to foot the bill. What matters most is you’ve got a date!”
  1572. >You smile.
  1573. “Yeah!”
  1574. >You’ve got a date with Fluttershy!
  1575. >...Oh, God, you’ve got a date with Fluttershy.
  1576. >You’ve conquered some set of anxieties, only to be met with an onslaught of new anxieties.
  1577. >Out of the frying pan and into the fire.
  1578. >”Hey, hey, be cool! You got this far without really trying, just keep doing what you’re doing!” Norman tries to calm you down.
  1579. >You shakily nod, trying to internalize that advice.
  1580. “But, like, now there’s extra pressure!”
  1581. >”Dude, chill, seriously. Fluttershy likes you. As cliche as it sounds, just be yourself.”
  1582. >...He’s got a point.
  1583. >You got this far by being yourself.
  1584. >You didn’t blow it yesterday when you took her hand.
  1585. >”And, if things happen to go a certain way during your date…”
  1586. >Norman reaches into his back pocket and hands you…
  1587. >...A condom.
  1588. >You give Norman a very unimpressed look.
  1589. “Dude.”
  1590. >”Hey, better to have it and not need it than need it and not have it!”
  1591. “You REALLY think Fluttershy is the type to put out on the first date?”
  1592. >”Did YOU think she was gonna offer to go out with you immediately after school?”
  1593. >You groan.
  1594. “Good point.”
  1595. >You reluctantly take the condom and stuff it into your back pocket.
  1596. >You cannot let Fluttershy see this.
  1597. >If she does, she’ll think you’re only there for sex and have your relationship with her ruined.
  1598. >”Shoot, I gotta get going. Knock her dead, ladykiller!” Norman realizes, glancing at the time right before darting back down the halls.
  1599. “I’ll try! Thanks, man!” You call out to him.
  1600. >”Thank me later!” Norman calls out to you before he turns a corner and vanishes.
  1601.  
  1602. –FLUTTERSHY–
  1603. >You’re on cloud nine.
  1604. >Everything feels so wonderful.
  1605. >The sun is shining down on you and the birds are singing with all their hearts.
  1606. >Anonymous asked you out.
  1607. >Anonymous really likes you!
  1608. >He wants to go out with you!
  1609. >He wants to be your boyfriend and eventually your husband!
  1610. >The time you spent with him was dreadfully brief, but the glow lingers about you.
  1611. >If only you could bottle the feeling you felt when Anon actually asked you the question.
  1612. >Except he didn’t get to ask you.
  1613. >You cut him off before he could finish asking you.
  1614. >That was so rude of you, but you just couldn’t help it.
  1615. >Your response just burst out of you, you had to say yes!
  1616. >Oh, his voice~
  1617. >Those words never sounded so delectable before they were wrapped in his kind, masculine-
  1618. >”Hey, come on, get your head in the game!”
  1619. >Rainbow snapping her fingers right in front of your face brings you back to the present moment.
  1620. >Rarity stands beside her, giving you a very concerned look.
  1621. >The warmth Anon blessed you with fades.
  1622. >Ugh.
  1623. “I’m listening, I’m listening.”
  1624. >”Good! Because if you wanna get Anon to take care of your little problem for you, you CANNOT be that desperate!” Rainbow insists.
  1625. “W-What do you mean?”
  1626. >Rainbow laughs at your question.
  1627. >”Are you serious? ‘Are you available for a date literally right now?’ You REEKED of desperation out there!”
  1628. >Normally having that pointed out to you would be so, so embarrassing.
  1629. >But you don’t care.
  1630. >She doesn’t understand.
  1631. >She doesn’t have this fire burning in her loins, and neither does Rarity.
  1632. “But I need him to-”
  1633. >”Yeah, yeah, we know what you need to do, but if you come on that strong you’re gonna scare him off!”
  1634. “...What do you mean?”
  1635. >Rarity steps closer to you, subtly pushing Rainbow aside.
  1636. >”While it may be VERY common knowledge that teenage boys think almost entirely about sex…” She says, lowering her voice when speaking the last word.
  1637. >”...If you come on too strong, he’s going to feel too pressured to perform!”
  1638. >You calm down a bit.
  1639. >That makes sense.
  1640. >Thinking back, Anon did look pretty nervous when you asked him.
  1641. “But… but Sunset said the only way I could get rid of this heat was to-”
  1642. >”I know!” Rarity frustrated exclaimed.
  1643. >Both you and Rainbow jump back a bit in surprise.
  1644. >Rarity exhales sharply through her nose and rubs her temple.
  1645. >”This goes against everything I believe in, but… I want to help you make love with Anon on your first date.”
  1646. >Rainbow snorts amusedly at her admission, earning her a sour look from Rarity.
  1647. >Rarity recollects herself and turns back to you.
  1648. >”But think about this from Anon’s perspective! I don’t well him as know as well as you do, but if he’s half the gentleman you’ve made him out to be, I imagine he’s worrying about being decent to you!”
  1649. >You feel a little less warm inside.
  1650.  
  1651. >”Just try to keep your clothes on!” Rainbow reminds you.
  1652. “I know, thank you.”
  1653. >”And don’t drool!”
  1654. “Thank you, Rainbow.”
  1655. >”And don’t get too grabby if the two of you touch-”
  1656. >”Pay her no more mind, darling! Go out there and win his heart!” Rarity interrupts her, grabbing your shoulders, turning you around, and guiding you back to the entryway of the school.
  1657. >The heat returns.
  1658. >The air around you gets so much stuffier.
  1659. >The gentle, musky aroma in the air grows stronger.
  1660. >You’re getting closer to Anon.
  1661. >Your mouth is watering a lot.
  1662. >Your legs are getting weaker.
  1663. >But then you see Anon again.
  1664. >Standing in the center of the entryway.
  1665. >Silhouetted in the school’s lighting, giving him an angelic glow.
  1666. >He’s been waiting to see you, and you alone.
  1667. >Rarity’s left you alone with him, you can sense it in the air.
  1668. >Don’t stare!
  1669. >Don’t drool!
  1670. >Don’t take off your clothes!
  1671. >Just… talk.
  1672. >Look into Anon’s deep, beautiful eyes, and talk.
  1673.  
  1674. –ANONYMOUS–
  1675. >”S-sorry if I made you uncomfortable back there…” Fluttershy demurely apologizes to you.
  1676. “No, no, it’s fine! I’m flattered!” You insist with a shaky laugh.
  1677. >You can only wonder what she talked about with Rarity.
  1678. >You heard a yelp from Fluttershy back there, but she seems alright now.
  1679. >”W-what I meant earlier was, uh, I- I’m pretty busy this weekend, but I am available tonight!” Fluttershy tries to clarify.
  1680. >”I- I mean, we could schedule for sometime next week, but I’d really, really like to go out with you as soon as possible~”
  1681. >The dreamy sigh that punctuated what she said to you raises one of your eyebrows.
  1682. >There’s something strange about her eyes.
  1683. >Like a bizarre mixture of “trying to maintain eye contact” and “trying not to stare”.
  1684. >Her body language is all over the place, too.
  1685. >It’s like she’s simultaneously being more open and trying to restrain herself.
  1686. >Her fingers are clasped tightly together in front of her.
  1687. >She’s breathing kind of heavily, and she’s licking her lips a lot.
  1688. >What did Rarity say to her back there?
  1689. >You smell fish.
  1690. “...Are you okay?” You ask her as carefully as you can.
  1691. >”Yeah! Definitely! I’m just really excited about you asking me out!” Fluttershy quickly answers, with enough enthusiasm to convince you.
  1692. >You haven’t known her for very long, but you know she’s really bad at lying.
  1693. >”I’m really sorry if going out tonight is too short notice for you, it’s just… I’d r-really like to spend time alone with you~”
  1694. >What the hell, it’s Fluttershy.
  1695. >You can trust her.
  1696. >It’s flattering that she’d want to go out with you this bad.
  1697. >And to think you were worried.
  1698. “I’d like that, too!” You answer enthusiastically.
  1699. “It’s just, I’d have dressed a little nicer if I knew-”
  1700. >”Don’t worry about that, you look wonderful!” Fluttershy cuts you off to reassure you.
  1701. >You look down at yourself.
  1702. >You’re wearing jeans and a black t-shirt.
  1703. >Hardly what you’d call first date attire.
  1704. >...Is this some kind of test?
  1705. >Did Rarity put her up to this?
  1706. >To see how little effort you’d put into date night?
  1707. “Are you sure? Because I don’t mind running home and getting changed.” You try to offer.
  1708. >”Anon, I really don’t mind. I don’t need you to dress up all fancy for me, I like you just the way you are.” Fluttershy insists with some more firmness in her voice.
  1709. >She steps forward like she’s making to take hold of your hands, but stops just short of making physical contact.
  1710. >Fluttershy holds her breath as she gazes into your eyes.
  1711. >Her hands hover in front of her for a moment, float down to the waistband of her skirt, then retreat back to her stomach like touching her skirt shocked her.
  1712. >If Fluttershy can be bold, so can you.
  1713.  
  1714. >You sheepishly smile and shrug.
  1715. “Well, then, sure, tonight works great for me!”
  1716. >Fluttershy’s smile spreads from ear to ear as she squeals in delight.
  1717. >God damn, she’s adorable.
  1718. >Your hands stay in your pockets, not wanting to do anything reckless, but you can’t help but awkwardly laugh to shake off some stress, infected with the joy radiating off of Fluttershy.
  1719. >You’ve returned to that special place with her.
  1720. >When your hand met hers before the presentation yesterday.
  1721. >Except now, it’s more real.
  1722. >Now it really is just you and her.
  1723. >No classmates, no teachers, absolutely nobody else.
  1724. >...But you can’t stay right here forever.
  1725. >You’ve got a date tonight, you just learned!
  1726. “S-so, uh, I was thinking we could have dinner at Vinny’s Vineyard?” You offer.
  1727. >”Ooh, have you heard of The Fishing Boat?” Fluttershy asks you.
  1728. >You shake your head.
  1729. “No, I haven’t.”
  1730. >”It’s a new sushi bar that just opened up a few weeks ago! It’s been getting really good reviews and I’ve been dying to try it!” She excitedly informs you.
  1731. >Sushi?
  1732. >You’ve never had sushi before.
  1733. >Just the idea of eating raw fish gives you the willies.
  1734. >Fluttershy must’ve noticed the apprehension on your face, she backs off a little.
  1735. >”But if you’d rather have dinner somewhere else, I wouldn’t mind. We can go wherever you want!”
  1736. >No.
  1737. >You’re going on a date for the first time in your life.
  1738. >Today’s a day for doing things for the first time.
  1739. >You shake away your doubts and give Fluttershy a friendly smile.
  1740. “You know what, I’m feeling adventurous today. Sushi sounds great!”
  1741. >Fluttershy sheds the self-doubt she was experiencing and graces you with her lovely, eager smile again.
  1742. >”That’s great! Don’t worry about what to order, I’ll help you through that!” She beams.
  1743. “Sounds like I’m lucky to be trying sushi for the first time with you, then!” You remark, feeling a little less tense about the oncoming evening.
  1744. >Fluttershy giggles in her adorable way, emanating with excitement.
  1745. >You’re excited, too!
  1746. >”Well, what are we waiting for?” She asks you, stretching her hand out to you.
  1747. >A small chill runs down your spine.
  1748. >You dipped your toes into this yesterday, but now you’re actually gonna hold hands with a girl.
  1749. >...What are you, a middle schooler?
  1750. >This isn’t a big deal.
  1751. >You reach out and gently take hold of Fluttershy’s hand.
  1752. >...
  1753. >This is a big deal.
  1754. >You’re holding Fluttershy’s hand.
  1755. >She’s so delicate.
  1756. >It’s like you’re holding a rose made of the finest crystal on Earth.
  1757. >Her fingernails were clearly maintained with care, too.
  1758. >She’s absolutely glowing with heavenly warmth.
  1759. >Just holding her hand is like basking in the rays of sunshine breaking through thick storm clouds.
  1760. >...You’re definitely blushing.
  1761. >Thank God Norman can’t see you now.
  1762.  
  1763. >The moment of serene closeness you felt just moments ago has a hairline fracture in it when you notice Fluttershy hasn’t moved at all.
  1764. >Oh, God, are you being too weird?
  1765. >You carefully look up at Fluttershy to gauge her reaction.
  1766. >She’s just… staring at your hand holding hers.
  1767. >Her eyes are as wide as they can be.
  1768. >It looks like she’s holding her breath.
  1769. >No, she’s breathing.
  1770. >Very shakily.
  1771. >Now that you’re taking things in, you notice her palm is really sweaty.
  1772. >So is her forehead.
  1773. >You move your hand a little to get some kind of reaction from her, but her grip is surprisingly strong.
  1774. >Fluttershy is just frozen in place, staring at your hand and sweating like the rays of heaven warming you are beaming down on her.
  1775. >...Is she drooling?
  1776. “Uh, Fluttershy?” You try to get her attention.
  1777. >She gasps sharply and looks right up at you, hastily wiping away the drool that was threatening to drip down her lip.
  1778. >”Wha- uh, yeah! Let’s go!” She awkwardly says to you, trying her hardest to look as casual as possible.
  1779. >But the way her legs are trembling gives away her nervousness.
  1780. >Regardless, she leads you on through the front doors of Canterlot High School and out onto the sidewalk into downtown Canterlot.
  1781. >The cool, Spring air blowing through the doorway provides some very welcome cooling down of your burning hot face.
  1782. >Fluttershy walks surprisingly swiftly, but her vice grip on your hand keeps you from lagging behind her.
  1783. >At least you’re taller than her, so your greater stride length allows you to keep pace.
  1784. >As nice as the Spring weather is on a Friday afternoon, your mind stays on Fluttershy.
  1785. >How she acted when you took her hand.
  1786. >Did you have something to do with that?
  1787. >You had to have.
  1788. >You don’t know what exactly happened with Fluttershy.
  1789. >It didn’t seem like a strictly negative reaction, but you don’t fully know what to make of it.
  1790. >You have a sneaking feeling that just asking her what’s up isn’t gonna get you anywhere, she already told you she’s feeling alright.
  1791. >You can’t afford to make her more uncomfortable.
  1792. >A lot is on the line.
  1793. >If you fumble this date, you fumble your chances with the prettiest girl you’ve ever met.
  1794. >Don’t be weird, don’t be pervy, don’t make Fluttershy think you’re only interested in sex.
  1795. >Not only would it break her heart, her friends would hate you.
  1796. >And you REALLY cannot afford to get Applejack and Rainbow Dash mad at you.
  1797. >Rarity’s nails could do some real damage.
  1798. >And only God knows what Pinkie is capable of.
  1799. >You firmly walk alongside Fluttershy through town, keeping your hand locked with hers.
  1800. >From here on out, best behavior.
  1801.  
  1802. –FLUTTERSHY–
  1803. >It’s such a beautiful day today.
  1804. >The sun is shining brighter than it ever has before.
  1805. >The birds are singing such beautiful songs of love.
  1806. >You could skip down the road without a care in the world, opening your lips and letting your heart sing a triumphant love song of its own.
  1807. >But you can’t, for a wonderful, wonderful reason: you’re holding hands with Anonymous!
  1808. >After pining after him for… well, it might not have been a very long time, but it sure felt like it was!
  1809. >You’re clinging onto his strong, masculine hand as tight as you can, you don’t want him getting lost on the way to the Fishing Boat!
  1810. >It’s so far away from school, and there’s all sorts of things along the way that could separate you from him.
  1811. >Traffic, your classmates, some jerk who wants to bother you or him.
  1812. >There’s no way you’ll let him get away from you!
  1813. >The fire inside you is going to make sure of that.
  1814. >This fire is proof that you have a very special bond with Anonymous that nobody else would understand.
  1815. >It burns so brightly, so fiercely.
  1816. >Just holding his hand and walking down the busy streets of Canterlot is making you think of all sorts of… unseemly things.
  1817. >Your eyes dart between every row of alleys you come across.
  1818. >Silently considering what the risk would be if you were to… change the plans a bit.
  1819. >Anon’s giving you a lot of strong signals so far!
  1820. >He’s matching your walking pace just right!
  1821. >He’s holding your hand just as tightly!
  1822. >It’s like he doesn’t want you to separate from him, either!
  1823. >Surely he wouldn’t be SO opposed to being dragged to a decently secure location and… loved~
  1824. >Like that alley behind the music store.
  1825. >Hardly anyone goes by there these days.
  1826. >It’s such a shame, the owner is really nice.
  1827. >But you and Anon could make such wonderful music together.
  1828. >You two could sing a lovely duet.
  1829. >Singing a song of passion, of need.
  1830. >”Fluttershy?”
  1831. >Oh, Anon.
  1832. >Just the way he says your name makes you shiver.
  1833. >There’s so many things you wish you could hear him say to you.
  1834. >”Hey, Fluttershy?”
  1835. >Well, not quite that, but it’s still nice to hear him say your name!
  1836. >Oh, wait, he’s talking to you!
  1837. >You turn to face him.
  1838. >It’s only now that you notice you’re waiting at a crosswalk with Anon.
  1839. >Anon’s firm, comforting grip is what kept you from wandering right into the street.
  1840. >He’s so caring~
  1841. “Y-Yes, Anon?”
  1842. >He looks… a little uncomfortable.
  1843. >Oh, no.
  1844. >Could he tell you were thinking those dirty thoughts?
  1845. >It pains you to see him unsure like this.
  1846. >You’d reach out and turn that frown upside-down with your own hands if you could.
  1847. >”...How’s your day been today?” He asks you.
  1848. >You relax your body in relief.
  1849. >He doesn’t think anything wrong of you.
  1850. >...But you can’t tell him EXACTLY what happened today…
  1851.  
  1852. “Oh, uh, t-today was, uh… pretty quiet.” You lie to him.
  1853. >Your heart stings you.
  1854. >It’s asking you how you could lie to him after how wonderful he made you feel?
  1855. >Anon responds a little strangely.
  1856. >He looks… a little discouraged.
  1857. >This isn’t going well.
  1858. >That darn gem isn’t going to make you very good at conversation today.
  1859. >”Yeah, well, I’ve been feeling that a lot lately. Today’s been the most exciting day of my time in high school.” He remarks with a weak laugh.
  1860. >That can’t be true, especially after everything that happened last year.
  1861. “Really? What about the Fall Formal? Or Battle of the Bands, or Camp Everfree?” You ask him.
  1862. >He shrugs.
  1863. >”Caught a bad cold the week of the Fall Formal, got food poisoning right before the Battle of the Bands, and just didn’t feel like going to Camp Everfree.”
  1864. >Anon’s eyes widen a bit when he admits that last part, like he’s afraid he made a mistake.
  1865. >”But, you know what, I’ve had a bit of a revelation over summer break. I wanted to do more here in high school. Since, you know, it’s our last year in high school. Then it’s college, then the real world!”
  1866. >Ah, that’s something you can talk about!
  1867. >That’ll take your mind off your little problem!
  1868. “I know what that feeling is like! I used to be such a homebody before meeting Rainbow and the girls. It seemed so scary at first, putting myself out there and doing new things, but I’m really glad I did in the end!”
  1869. >”Yeah, those friends of yours seem really great!”
  1870. >You smile widely at Anon and nod.
  1871. “Oh, they are! I’m really lucky to have them! What are your friends like, Anon?”
  1872. >He laughs a little awkwardly.
  1873. >”Well, Norman and I go way back. We’ve been buddies since elementary school. And there’s Flash Sentry, he and I talk every now and again. And there’s… uh…”
  1874. >His confidence wavers a little.
  1875. >”...well, I’m on speaking terms with Thunderlane.”
  1876. >Poor Anon, he deserves more friends.
  1877. >Friends like yours.
  1878. >You hold his hand even tighter.
  1879. “Don’t forget, you have me!” You smile at him.
  1880. >Anon gives you a lovely smile, encouraged by your kind words.
  1881. >”Yeah, I do have you.”
  1882. >Oh, you wish you could hug him right now.
  1883. >But you have dinner to get to!
  1884. >Once the light turns green, the two of you hurry across the street to the safety of the sidewalk, holding hands the whole time.
  1885. >The Fishing Boat isn’t far now!
  1886. >First dinner, then who knows what, then sweet, sweet love!
  1887. >It breaks your heart that Anon doesn’t have many friends.
  1888. >He won’t be lonely ever again after today.
  1889. >You… might want to hold off on introducing him to your friends properly.
  1890. >You deserve some time alone with Anon once all this is behind you.
  1891. >Lots and lots of alone time~
  1892.  
  1893. –ANONYMOUS–
  1894. >Something is definitely up with Fluttershy.
  1895. >She’s so distracted, but by what?
  1896. >You want to ask her.
  1897. >Your sense of decency is begging you to just ask her what’s wrong.
  1898. >But you already did that earlier at school.
  1899. >If you ask her again, you’ll be bugging her.
  1900. >Besides, if she doesn’t want to tell you, you should respect her privacy.
  1901. >So you continue on, walking down the street, hand in hand with Fluttershy.
  1902. >The sight of you two holding hands draws some wandering eyes.
  1903. >Teenagers, younger kids, older couples.
  1904. >All these eyes on you make you a little self conscious, like the air surrounding your body weighs heavier.
  1905. >What are you saying?
  1906. >You shouldn’t feel self conscious.
  1907. >You’re out on a date that any adult would approve of.
  1908. >No underage drinking, no premarital sex, just a nice dinner date.
  1909. >What’s with all the eyes, anyway?
  1910. >It’s like they’ve never seen teenagers out on a date before.
  1911. >You glance over at Fluttershy to see how she’s handling this mild attention that’s attacking you on all fronts.
  1912. >But it doesn’t look like it’s bothering her at all.
  1913. >Her gaze is locked on the path ahead like she can only see the sidewalk beneath her feet and winding to her destination.
  1914. >To go a little further into this idea, Fluttershy walks as if she exists in a black void, and the only thing that exists in that black void with her is the winding concrete path leading her to her destination.
  1915. >Well, you exist there, too.
  1916. >The way she firmly holds your hand, you can tell you’re a definite presence in her little pocket dimension.
  1917. >To exist in a world where all there is is just you, Fluttershy, and the ground beneath you two.
  1918. >You wouldn’t really mind that.
  1919. >”We’re here!” Fluttershy excitedly says to you, stopping dead in her tracks.
  1920. >You stumble to a stop due to having so used to walking as directed and get a good look at the restaurant she picked out for your date.
  1921. >It’s honestly breathtaking.
  1922. >The exterior of The Fishing Boat is like a perfect marriage of past and present Japanese architecture.
  1923. >It bears the distinct resemblance of a traditional Shinto shrine, but only as the style built around a modern, rectangular building.
  1924. >The pillars at the two ends of each wall and bordering the doorways are made of black marble, and in between these pillars massive window panes giving passerby an unobstructed view of the equally luxurious interior.
  1925. >Of course, these windows are segmented like traditional Japanese paper walls.
  1926. >There’s even a curved roof on top of the building with little paper lanterns hanging from it, gently blowing in the breeze.
  1927. >It honestly looks pretty out of place here in Canterlot.
  1928. >The town’s pretty quaint, something like this sticks out like a sore thumb.
  1929. >Your wallet aches just looking at all this grandeur.
  1930. >”What do you think, Anon?” Fluttershy eagerly asks you, squeezing your hand just a little tighter.
  1931.  
  1932. >You smile and shrug, trying to be casual.
  1933. “Looks like a real adventure!” You answer as confidently as you can.
  1934. >”Oh, I’m just so excited! Let’s head in!” Fluttershy leads you on, almost dragging you by the hand through the front doors.
  1935. >The moment the cool air of the air conditioning blows past you, you can tell you’re in uncharted waters.
  1936. >Gentle music fills the air as people of all kinds sit at the densely populated tables and counters.
  1937. >The modern-yet-traditional architecture persists throughout, from the floor to the ceiling.
  1938. >You’re feeling seriously underdressed now.
  1939. >You should’ve insisted you go home and change first.
  1940. >”Good afternoon, seats for two?” The waitress standing by the door greets you and Fluttershy.
  1941. >”Yes, ma’am!” Fluttershy quickly greets her, beaming as bright as the sun itself.
  1942. >”Of course, right this way!” The waitress leads you two with a polite smile.
  1943. >As luck would have it, there’s two vacant seats at the counter, right in front of the sushi chef.
  1944. >”Thank you!” Fluttershy politely says to the waitress.
  1945. “Y-yeah, thank you.” You mimic her, as best as you can.
  1946. >With a polite nod, she places two menus before you two on the counter and leaves you two to your dinner.
  1947. >You gaze down at the wooden chopsticks before you.
  1948. >Figuring out how to use them is less intimidating than navigating the menu.
  1949. >So many kinds of fish, so many different kinds of rolls, not even bringing up the sashimi.
  1950. >You don’t know where to start.
  1951. >What have you gotten yourself into?
  1952. >Why would you agree to something you’ve never eaten before for a first date?
  1953. >Pasta may be an uninspired idea, but it’s far safer ground for a first date.
  1954. >What if you don’t like sushi?
  1955. >Oh, God, what if you’re allergic?
  1956. >You might’ve gotten yourself on the path to ruining your first date.
  1957. >”Are you nervous?” Fluttershy asks you, drawing you back to the surface from your pit of anxiety.
  1958. >Well, you’re found out.
  1959. >You turn to face her.
  1960. >The kind, understanding look she’s giving you brings a nice feeling of comfort to you.
  1961. >Despite how alien this whole place may be, at least you have her.
  1962. >This is giving you deja vu from before the class presentation yesterday.
  1963. >And she’s still holding your hand.
  1964. >You release some tension in the form of a nervous laugh.
  1965. “...Yeah, kinda.” You admit.
  1966. >Fluttershy smiles at you sympathetically and points at the menu before you.
  1967. >”Don’t you worry, you’ve got me here to help you! I’d recommend salmon, tuna, and yellowtail rolls. They’re good for beginners like you, but they’re still delicious!” She wisely advises you.
  1968. >You look at the little photos in the menu.
  1969. >Fish meat inside rice inside seaweed, it looks approachable enough.
  1970. “Alright then, I’ll defer to your expertise.” You smile at her.
  1971. >Fluttershy giggles a little.
  1972. >Her fingers rub your hand a little, but the waitress returns before Fluttershy could risk getting more adventurous.
  1973.  
  1974. >”What would you two like to drink?” She asks you and your date.
  1975. >”Bancha green tea for me, please. Anon, what would you like?”
  1976. >Uh oh, you’re on the spot again.
  1977. >Your usual go-to in restaurants is some form of soda, but this isn’t the kind of place where you drink soda with your meal.
  1978. >Water’s free at restaurants, but you don’t want to look cheap in front of your date.
  1979. >Fluttershy’s eager to try that green tea, but you’ve never really been one for tea before.
  1980. >You know what, you’re already being adventurous today, let’s double down.
  1981. “Bancha green tea for me as well, please.”
  1982. >Fluttershy’s smile indicates you made the right choice.
  1983. >”Of course!” The waitress says, then producing a small pitcher and pouring the green tea into the glasses before you and your date.
  1984. >The two of you graciously thank her together before she goes to help the other guests.
  1985. >Maybe if you tell a joke or something, it’ll help your nerves
  1986. “I’ve been wondering about something…”
  1987. >You lean in conspiratorially.
  1988. >Fluttershy’s eyes widen and it looks like her entire body tenses up when you draw closer.
  1989. “...Do you think I could order sake without getting carded?”
  1990. >She releases her breath and giggles at your dumb joke.
  1991. >”I’m afraid so.”
  1992. >Her eyes are saying something.
  1993. >Like she was expecting something when you leaned in…
  1994. “Aw, drat.” You feign disappointment.
  1995. >You two share a gentle laugh, but Fluttershy’s expression falls when she looks at the sushi chef.
  1996. >He’s clearly a master of his craft.
  1997. >The knives in his hands move across the cutting board before him with superhuman speed and precision.
  1998. >The people around you speak up to place their orders with him, and he just nods, whips up the sushi, and hands it to them from across the counter.
  1999. >”I’m really embarrassed about having to ask this, but… do you think you could order for us, Anon?” Fluttershy timidly asks you.
  2000. >Looks like she’s intimidated by being here, too.
  2001. >She’s holding onto your hand even tighter than before now.
  2002. >You’ll swallow your own stress about this place.
  2003. >It’s hero time.
  2004. >Finding a window of opportunity in between servings of sushi, you raise your hand to get the chef’s attention.
  2005. >The chef looks up at you with his aged, steely, faintly impatient gaze.
  2006. “Hi, uh, could we please get a serving of tuna rolls, salmon rolls, and… yellowtail rolls?” You say to him, looking to Fluttershy for confirmation that you got the order right.
  2007. >She gives you an eager nod.
  2008. “Yeah, that’ll be all.” You confirm for the sushi chef.
  2009. >He doesn’t respond, he just returns to his work.
  2010. >But he goes to use fish meat from the tuna, salmon, and yellowtail trays before him, so it looks like your order went through.
  2011. >”Oh, thank you, Anon! You’re so brave~” Fluttershy swoons, nuzzling into your shoulder.
  2012.  
  2013. >Geez, she really cast aside her self-consciousness.
  2014. >Her grip on your hand loosens a little, but she rubs the back of your hand with her thumb again.
  2015. >...You just realized that you haven’t stopped holding hands with Fluttershy since you left school.
  2016. >Your fingers are a little sore and your palm is pretty sweaty.
  2017. >That’s a con.
  2018. >But pro: you’re holding hands with Fluttershy.
  2019. >Definitely worth it.
  2020. “It’s really not a big deal!” You say to her with a small chuckle.
  2021. >Fluttershy shakes her head, nuzzling further into your shoulder.
  2022. >Now both her hands are holding your hand.
  2023. >“Twilight told me that more people are scared of public speaking than death! But you’re such a natural in front of a crowd!” Fluttershy continues to gush about you.
  2024. >Her foot brushes up against yours beneath the counter
  2025. >If she’s trying to get you flustered, she’s doing a good job.
  2026. >You’ve gotta be blushing right now.
  2027. >Glancing up at the counter in front of you, you notice your glass of green tea perspiring.
  2028. >You grab the glass and hold it out before you.
  2029. “I’m not super up-to-date on sushi bar etiquette, should we toast, or something?” You ask Fluttershy.
  2030. >Pulling away from your shoulder, Fluttershy takes one of her hands off of your hand to grab her glass of green tea.
  2031. >”It’s a special occasion, so I think we should. What should we toast to?”
  2032. >You think for a moment, then get an idea.
  2033. “...To doing things for the first time!” You suggest.
  2034. >Fluttershy’s cheeks turn several shades darker as she raises her own glass.
  2035. >”To d-doing things for the first time!”
  2036. >The two of you clink your glasses together and take a sip.
  2037.  
  2038. >The tea tastes nice.
  2039. >It’s not as bitter as you were bracing yourself for it to be.
  2040. >On the contrary, it tastes surprisingly mild.
  2041. >You’re not any kind of foodie, your description of the taste doesn’t go much farther than that.
  2042. >...Nutty?
  2043. >That sounds right.
  2044. >You’ve heard people describe drinks like that before.
  2045. >Whatever the proper term is, to you, it’s a synonym for “tastes good”.
  2046. >Fluttershy sighs contentedly as she savors the taste of the green tea.
  2047. >She’s no stranger to tea, you remember her telling you she drinks tea more than soda back when you two were studying together.
  2048. >”Do you like it?” She asks you, partially eager and nervous.
  2049. >She’s still holding onto your hand.
  2050. >It’s like she plans on taking it home with her as a souvenir.
  2051. >You give Fluttershy a smile.
  2052. “Yeah, it tastes good!”
  2053. >Fluttershy smiles even wider and wiggles her shoulders endearingly.
  2054. >”I really like it, too! It’s perfect for sipping on the back porch on a cool, autumn evening.”
  2055. “Maybe I should get more into tea, it’s a stressful world we live in.”
  2056. >”Hmm, maybe. But it’s not very stressful in here~” Fluttershy gently counters, nudging her shoulder against yours.
  2057. >You giggle a little at her cute gesture.
  2058. “You’ve got a point there.” You say to her.
  2059. >She’s right, with the staff performing their masterful work and the patrons talking and laughing and enjoying each other’s company, it really is peaceful.
  2060. >You take another sip of your green tea, now fully savoring the unique taste.
  2061. >”I’m a little surprised you’re nervous, you were so charismatic in front of the class yesterday!” Fluttershy compliments you, brushing her thumb across the back of your hand.
  2062. >You’ve never had a girl compliment you like this before, you can’t help but blush.
  2063. “Yeah, well, I do my best work when I have a script. I’m terrible at improv.” You humbly downplay her praise.
  2064. >”Oh, do you do acting in your free time?”
  2065. >You shrug.
  2066. “Kinda, a little. I used to. It was a thing Norman and I would do over the summer.”
  2067. >Fluttershy’s eyes light up at this little revelation.
  2068. >”Ooh, that sounds exciting!”
  2069. >Her enthusiasm is really helping you open up.
  2070. >You actively want to tell her about your hobbies.
  2071. “It was! It started way back in Elementary School when we’d borrow his dad’s camcorder to make little movies with our Bionicle sets. Then we got older, and we wanted our movies to have more in-depth stories, and for them to be… about us.” You gently laugh.
  2072. “Actually, it worked out nicely. Norman got into video production and I got more into acting. We’d work on the script together, get the props and stuff together, then he’d work the camera and I’d do stuff in front of the camera.”
  2073. >Fluttershy is completely dazzled by your little hobby.
  2074. >Both her hands are keeping your hand in place, but her fingers are gently scratching at your thigh.
  2075.  
  2076. >”What kind of movies did you make?”
  2077. >You chuckle.
  2078. “Whatever we felt like making. That desert an hour outside town makes for a great set. Egyptian dunes, alien planet, post-apocalyptic wasteland, the list goes on!”
  2079. >”That’s so exciting! I’d love to see some of your movies!”
  2080. “I dunno, none of them are that great…”
  2081. >Fluttershy clutches your hand even tighter and leans a little closer to you.
  2082. >”That’s not important, Anon. You put time and passion into something you made with Norman. You should be proud of that.” She says to you in a motherly tone.
  2083. >Man, she’s got a really disarming voice.
  2084. >It’s making your heart flutter a little.
  2085. “That’s a good point…”
  2086. >”Do you think every song I’ve played with the girls was great?”
  2087. >You hesitate.
  2088. >Is this another test?
  2089. “Uh…” You glance aside nervously.
  2090. >”They weren’t all great songs, we… butted heads more often than I care to admit, but we worked together and made something. In the end, that’s what matters most.”
  2091. “You know, that’s a really nice perspective to have!” You agree.
  2092. >Fluttershy has such a way with words.
  2093. >”And you know what else…”
  2094. >Fluttershy leans into your ear with a sly grin.
  2095. >”Rarity’s gonna be so jealous when she finds out I went on a date with a handsome movie star~” She breathily whispers to you.
  2096. >One of her hands slides up to your forearm.
  2097. >Your cheeks flare up even more, making you giggle sheepishly.
  2098. >When did Fluttershy become such a flirt?
  2099. >The sound of a plate being placed atop the counter before you signals to you that your sushi is ready.
  2100. >You retract a little bit, slightly embarrassed by being so mushy with Fluttershy in public to face the sushi chef.
  2101. >There’s gotta be a better term for him than “sushi chef”, you’ll look that up later.
  2102. “Thank you.” You politely say to the chef as you take hold of the tray of sushi rolls.
  2103. >You’re not gonna overreach yourself and say “Arigato”.
  2104. >Don’t overdo it.
  2105. >Girugamesh.
  2106. >You try to grab the tray with your other hand, but Fluttershy prevents that.
  2107. >She’s absolutely determined to hold your hand.
  2108. >But she does take hold of the other end of the tray to help you carefully place it between you two.
  2109. >Along with the sushi rolls, you notice two small containers of soy sauce, little light green slices of some sort of vegetable and a small pat of a light green butter-like condiment.
  2110. >Man, you really need to expand your culinary horizons.
  2111. >”Oh, doesn’t it look delicious?” Fluttershy excitedly asks you.
  2112. >She reaches out for her chopsticks, but remembers her hand is still attached to yours.
  2113. >With some reluctance, she finally releases your hand and gingerly holds her chopsticks.
  2114.  
  2115. >With your hand finally free, you grasp your wrist and wring the soreness out of your fingers.
  2116. >Slightly moving the fingers on your left hand brings a little more pain to you.
  2117. >For such a gentle girl, Fluttershy’s got a surprisingly strong grip.
  2118. >You knew love could hurt, but you didn’t expect that pain to come in a form like this.
  2119. >The chopsticks in the corner of your eye grow more intimidating.
  2120. >You reach out and awkwardly carefully take hold of your own chopsticks by just pinching the two sticks in your thumb, index, and middle fingers.
  2121. >”Do you not know how to hold chopsticks, Anon?” Fluttershy asks you with a concerned tone.
  2122. >You sigh a little, knowing there’s no point in pretending you can.
  2123. “...Not really.” You admit.
  2124. >”That’s okay! Everyone has to learn at some point!” She assures you.
  2125. >Before you can say anything, Fluttershy reaches out and reclaims your hand.
  2126. >She delicately moves your fingers to the correct holding position.
  2127. >”Hold the bottom one on the crook of your thumb, and rest the other one right on top.” Fluttershy instructs you.
  2128. >You comply as best you can, but she makes sure you don’t fall behind in your instruction.
  2129. >”Hold the top one like a pen, okay?”
  2130. “Uh… uh-huh…” You mumble.
  2131. >Fluttershy’s hands are so soft.
  2132. >Every little movement in her hands is so careful, like a teacher patiently guiding her student.
  2133. >”Good! Now, you should only move the top one up and down. That’ll keep the roll in place.”
  2134. >Fluttershy’s hands pull away from your hand, trusting you to hold the chopsticks by yourself.
  2135. >Sure enough, you can!
  2136. >”Use your index and middle fingers to move it up and down.” Fluttershy instructs you.
  2137. >Trying to do that proves a little tricky, you can’t help but move both chopsticks.
  2138. >”You can do it, Anon.” Fluttershy quietly reassures you.
  2139. >Her hands slide across your body.
  2140. >Her left hand rests on your right shoulder, and her right hand holds you just under your arm.
  2141. >”I believe in you, Anon~” She whispers to you.
  2142. >Uh… okay.
  2143. >You can feel her hot, shaky breath on your ear.
  2144. >Her lips have gotta be less than an inch away.
  2145. >You gulp, focus yourself, and carefully move the chopstick.
  2146. >Fluttershy delightfully gasps.
  2147. >”You did it! I’m so proud of you!” Fluttershy cheers for you, nuzzling into your shoulder and wrapping her arms even tighter around you to bring you into a hug from the side.
  2148. >Intense.
  2149. >That’s the word to describe Fluttershy today.
  2150. >Ever since you first talked to her in class, she’s been weirdly intense.
  2151. >All kinds of intense, from kind of scared to eager to excited.
  2152. >You don’t really know what to do.
  2153. >Should you hug her back?
  2154. >Like this, in the middle of the restaurant?
  2155. >You two are definitely making a scene.
  2156. “Ah, well, I couldn’t have done it without you!” You say to her with a nervous laugh, carefully placing your left arm on her upper back to reciprocate her hug.
  2157.  
  2158. >Fluttershy just… sinks into your embrace.
  2159. >She sighs happily and rests your head against your shoulder.
  2160. >It’s like she’s completely forgotten about dinner.
  2161. >Flattered is an understatement, but you’re still real confused.
  2162. >What’s gotten into her?
  2163. “Should we… eat the sushi?” You ask her.
  2164. >Fluttershy’s eyes shoot open and she scoots away a bit in embarrassment.
  2165. >”Oh, yes, you’re right!” She hastily agrees.
  2166. >You two use your chopsticks to take one of the rolls with red fish meat.
  2167. >Please, please, please don’t be allergic.
  2168.  
  2169. –FLUTTERSHY–
  2170. >It’s working!
  2171. >This date is going wonderfully!
  2172. >You’re learning so much about Anon, and his nervousness has vanished!
  2173. >He’s so beautiful when he’s happy.
  2174. >There’s a sparkle in his eye that makes your heart sing.
  2175. >The way his cheeks are more prominent when he smiles makes your mouth water.
  2176. >And he’s so strong.
  2177. >You can tell just from hugging him.
  2178. >His chest, his arms, there’s so much strength hidden just beneath the surface.
  2179. >He could just take you away from this place if he wanted to.
  2180. >You bring the delicious looking sushi to your mouth, but your eyes find their way back to Anon.
  2181. >You can’t help but watch him as he eats.
  2182. >His strong hands bring the sushi to his mouth, and he carefully eats the roll.
  2183. >He chews once cautiously, then again pleasantly surprised.
  2184. >Yes!
  2185. >He likes sushi!
  2186. >He chews a little more to really savor the taste before swallowing.
  2187. >Gosh, even his jaw is strong.
  2188. >”Wow, this is really good!” Anon beams.
  2189. >His teeth.
  2190. >They’re so sharp.
  2191. >Tantalizingly sharp.
  2192. >Like an apex predator.
  2193. >Oh no, you’re staring again!
  2194. >You hastily stuff your sushi roll into your mouth and nod in agreement.
  2195. ”Mm-hm! I just love sushi!” You say to him after swallowing.
  2196. >“Guess I should’ve known better than to prejudge raw fish from a master chef.” Anon remarks with a small laugh, taking another tuna roll from the tray.
  2197. >He’s so eager to learn!
  2198. ”If only Rainbow could be more like you. She can be so stubborn sometimes…” You admit to him.
  2199. >She called him a dork, too.
  2200. >Her loss.
  2201. >“Heh, I know what that’s like. It’s really easy for Norman to get carried away when he gets an idea in his head.” Anon responds with a small laugh.
  2202. >He feels his back pocket.
  2203. >But before he can go from tuna to yellowtail sushi, you’re quick enough to stop him.
  2204. “Wait! You should cleanse your palate first!” You urge him, carefully placing a small slice of ginger in front of him.
  2205. >”Okay…” Anon says, carefully taking the ginger in his chopsticks and eating it.
  2206. >His eyes widen a little, but it looks like he likes it!
  2207. >”What was that about cleansing my palate?” Anon asks you.
  2208. “You see, the taste of ginger cleans the taste of one kind of sushi out of your mouth, so you can appreciate the taste of the next kind of sushi!” You explain to him.
  2209. >”That’s pretty handy! You’re really smart!” Anon compliments you with that lovely smile of his.
  2210. >You feel so hot right now.
  2211. >It feels like it’s a hundred degrees in here.
  2212. >You glance down at your arms.
  2213. >You’re getting sweaty again.
  2214. >Your mouth is watering again.
  2215. >It takes a lot of effort to keep your hands from shaking.
  2216. >Oh dear, your body is doing things again.
  2217. >Calm down, just calm down…
  2218. >Focus on being in the moment.
  2219. >...You can’t.
  2220. >You feel so naked right now.
  2221.  
  2222. >If Anon looks over at you, he’d devour you with his eyes.
  2223. >You wouldn’t be able to hide anything from him.
  2224. >...And you wouldn’t want to hide anything from him.
  2225. >Anon likes your body, you know it.
  2226. >You just know he’s been peeking at your body.
  2227. >Undressing you with his eyes.
  2228. >Hungry to know exactly what’s hidden beneath your clothes.
  2229. >Your hands grasp the hem of your skirt, and you let them.
  2230. >Holding your breath, you gently slide it up, exposing more of your thighs.
  2231. >Your heart is pounding away.
  2232. >Your nipples are stiff as can be, they’re poking right through your shirt.
  2233. >Please look, Anon.
  2234. >There’s so much I want to show you.
  2235. >So much I want you to see.
  2236. >You lift your skirt even higher up your legs.
  2237. >You’re being so dirty.
  2238. >If Anon just looked over, he could see right up your skirt.
  2239. >He could see your panties.
  2240. >Your damp, delicate panties.
  2241. >You can’t stop.
  2242. >You’re almost afraid your clothes are gonna catch fire.
  2243. >You’ll burn bright and for all to see.
  2244. >For Anon to see.
  2245. >And what’ll remain of you is nothing but your body.
  2246. >Your fingers slip beneath your skirt.
  2247. >Anon has to be able to smell the desire radiating off of you.
  2248. >The lust.
  2249. >The need.
  2250. >”You alright, Flutters? You got all quiet and flushed all of a sudden.” Anon gently asks you.
  2251. >Reality comes crashing down on you.
  2252. >What are you doing!?
  2253. >You can’t act like this!
  2254. >Rainbow told you to not take off your clothes in public!
  2255. “Y-Yeah! I’m alright!” You shakily assure him.
  2256. >Anon eats another roll, but he doesn’t look convinced.
  2257. >Silence hangs over you and him.
  2258. >You try to take your mind off of… what just happened by eating more sushi rolls and drinking more green tea.
  2259. >It all tastes lovely, but it doesn’t distract you from those awful, wonderful feelings.
  2260. >Come on, if you don’t say something, you’ll weird out Anon!
  2261. >Make conversation!
  2262. >Be casual!
  2263. >Say something!
  2264.  
  2265. –ANONYMOUS–
  2266. >”Do you ever think about babies?”
  2267. >You almost choke on the sushi roll in your mouth by how out-of-nowhere that question was.
  2268. “What?”
  2269. >Fluttershy shrinks back, twiddling her fingers and… rubbing her thighs together.
  2270. >”I- I mean, uh, because, y-you know, I figure babysitting would be a good fit for you. You know, as an after-school job and all…”
  2271. >Okay…
  2272. >You place your sliver of ginger back down on the tray and take another sip of green tea before answering.
  2273. “Not really. I feel babysitting takes someone more responsible than me.” You answer with a chuckle.
  2274. >”Don’t say that! I just know you’d be a fun, responsible babysitter! You’d bring tasty, nutritious snacks, show the best movies, share fun stories of making your own movies, you’d be a wonderful father- FIGURE! Father figure!” Fluttershy interrupts you, stumbling over her words by the end.
  2275. >She’s clutching onto your arm with both hands again.
  2276. >...Has her skirt ridden up?
  2277.  
  2278. >You hastily avert your eyes from where Fluttershy’s legs meet and subtly change the topic.
  2279. “Besides, sometimes making movies with Norman is enough of a babysitting job.” You chuckle.
  2280. >”Ooh, what do you mean?” Fluttershy asks, leaning remarkably close to you.
  2281. >You eat another sushi roll before answering.
  2282. “I dunno if I can describe the feeling of being woken up by a text from Norman at 3 AM that just reads ‘we need to do reshoots’.” You recall with a faint laugh.
  2283. >Fluttershy giggles at your little story.
  2284. >”That sounds an awful lot like Rainbow Dash.”
  2285. “You’re not really selling me on getting to know her better.” You chuckle.
  2286. >Fluttershy hastily shakes her head.
  2287. >”Rainbow can be such a bonehead sometimes, but she’s a really good friend when it matters!” She insists.
  2288. “Oh yeah?”
  2289. >”Yeah! She stood up for me when I was being bullied, she helps me be more assertive when I need to be, and she even pushed me to go out with you!”
  2290. >Really?
  2291. >Rainbow wanted Fluttershy to go out with you?
  2292. >You can only wonder what that conversation was like.
  2293. “That’s great! And it’s nice to know I’ve got the approval of your friends!”
  2294. >”You sure do! In fact, I might’ve annoyed them a little by not going out with you sooner.” Fluttershy giggles sheepishly.
  2295. >You gently blush at her admission, laughing gently.
  2296. “Seriously?”
  2297. >Fluttershy’s chest heaves as her demeanor shift noticeably.
  2298. >”I would NEVER lie to you, Anon. Rainbow, Rarity, Sunset, Twilight, Applejack, Pinkie, they all like you!”
  2299. >Fluttershy leans back into your ear, gripping your upper arm with both hands.
  2300. >”But they don’t like you as much as I do~”
  2301. >Her breath gets a little more shallow, you can tell with every little exhale right into your ear.
  2302. >”And once they get to know you a little better, they’re gonna wish they met you before I did~”
  2303. >The sounds of the restaurant around you get a little louder.
  2304. >For the briefest moment, you meet eyes with the sushi chef.
  2305. >He’s not enjoying the sight.
  2306. >What Fluttershy’s doing is very flattering, but it’s so unlike her.
  2307. “Fluttershy?” You nervously whisper to her.
  2308. >”Yes, handsome~?”
  2309. >How do you phrase this?
  2310. “...You’re really…”
  2311. >You hesitate.
  2312. “...I’ve never seen this side of you before.”
  2313. >Fluttershy giggles in a notably flirty manner.
  2314. >”This side’s always been a part of me, Anon. Deep down, I’ve always felt what I’m feeling now.”
  2315. “So… what makes today different?”
  2316. >Fluttershy pauses, as if to think of an answer.
  2317. >”...It’s a little tricky to say, Sunset can explain it better than I could.”
  2318. >You blink in surprise.
  2319. “Sunset? Really?”
  2320. >You can feel Fluttershy nod.
  2321. >”But I’m not worried about thinking about this. This feels right, that’s what matters most.”
  2322. >When something prods your ear, you recoil in shock.
  2323. >What the hell?
  2324. >Did Fluttershy just lick your ear?
  2325. >In public?
  2326.  
  2327. >Fluttershy sits back in her seat as well, a little ashamed of what she’s done.
  2328. >...But not entirely ashamed, it seems.
  2329. >Her upper body is hunched over the counter eating sushi rolls, but her lower half is still pointed at you.
  2330. >Her legs are spread wide open, like she wants you to peek up her skirt.
  2331. >You avert your eyes, naturally.
  2332. >Like a true gentleman would.
  2333. >Like a good boyfriend would.
  2334. >You return your attention to the remaining, delicious sushi rolls.
  2335. >They’re so tasty and tender, but your mind is a little elsewhere.
  2336. >Avert your eyes as you may, you can’t get that image out of your head.
  2337. >The sight of what lies under Fluttershy’s skirt.
  2338. >It’s a sight you don’t think you’ll ever forget.
  2339. >Pink panties decorated with little white rabbits.
  2340. >But there’s also that… dark spot right between her legs.
  2341. >It’s hot in here.
  2342. >It feels like Fluttershy has you cornered.
  2343. >”So, Anon…” She speaks up again, her voice a little less heavy with desire.
  2344. >You swallow the sushi roll in your mouth.
  2345. “Yeah?”
  2346. >”Why haven’t you pursued acting further, like auditioning for the school play?”
  2347. >You smile and shakily exhale.
  2348. “I actually… did.”
  2349. >Fluttershy’s eyes widen and she leans close in again.
  2350. >A little less close than before.
  2351. >”Really?”
  2352. >You nod in admission, averting your eyes a little to try to hide the residual blushing.
  2353. “Last year, I saw a flier for the school production of Peter Pan. I stuck around after school to try out, and didn’t get it.” You continue, punctuating your sentence with a shrug.
  2354. >”Oh, that’s too bad!” Fluttershy responds sympathetically.
  2355. >Feeling your face cool down a little, you fully turn to face Fluttershy.
  2356. “Eh, it’s their loss. I would’ve knocked the audience’s socks off as Captain Hook.” You say with a small grin.
  2357. >She reaches out, not to hold your arm, but to place her hand on your knee.
  2358. >Supportively, you’re sure.
  2359. >”You shouldn’t give up on your dreams because of one setback, Anon.”
  2360. “I didn’t give up on my-”
  2361. >”You’ve got something really special with your passion for acting. I might not have seen any of the movies you’ve made, but I know you’ve got an absolutely magnetic stage presence~”
  2362. >Fluttershy’s voice lowers.
  2363. >”I bet when you’re up there on that stage, acting your heart out, you could make every girl in the audience feel like the only girl in the world~”
  2364. >Her posture has shifted.
  2365. >Fluttershy’s leaning toward you, squeezing her breasts between her arms to emphasize her cleavage while her legs are still wide apart.
  2366. >The hand she put on your knee slides upwards, onto your thigh.
  2367. >There’s something seriously up with her today.
  2368. >She’s up and down and all over the place.
  2369. >She’s super flirty and intense, then she backs off and tries to act casually.
  2370. >Like she has to actively restrain herself when she’s with you.
  2371. >You’re almost done with dinner.
  2372. >When you two are out of here, maybe you can get some more clarity from her.
  2373.  
  2374. –FLUTTERSHY–
  2375. >This is starting to hurt.
  2376. >There’s a small stinging sensation in your lower stomach.
  2377. >Your… womb.
  2378. >It’s lonely.
  2379. >It needs love.
  2380. >It needs Anon.
  2381. >He’s so close, but painfully far away.
  2382. >Even when you’re touching him, all you can think about is how it isn’t enough.
  2383. >Your fingers wish they could find a way beneath the denim of his jeans.
  2384. >It’s that one small layer of fabric that separates your skin from his.
  2385. >Anon has such lovely skin.
  2386. >Rarity wouldn’t think so, she spends, like, an hour each morning on her skincare routine alone.
  2387. >But she doesn’t see Anon the way you do.
  2388. >His flaws add to his beauty like a diamond ore encased in clumps of earth.
  2389. >He’s more true like this, he’s more honest.
  2390. >He doesn’t need to obsess over his appearance, he’s himself.
  2391. >”Himself” is all you need.
  2392. >You need Anon.
  2393. >”H-Heh, well, you might wanna actually see my acting first.” Anon stammers a little.
  2394. >Gosh, even his voice.
  2395. >The timbre, the subtle shakiness to it, it shines like a diamond in the summer sun.
  2396. >You can only imagine what he sounds like when he’s acting.
  2397. >Yesterday’s presentation was only a taste of what he’s capable of.
  2398. >How bold he can be, how vulnerable he can be, how absolutely riveting he can be.
  2399. >You haven’t even heard Anon yell.
  2400. >He could bring you to your knees with just his voice.
  2401. >If only he could see that.
  2402. “I saw you present yesterday.” You remind him.
  2403. >Anon exhales a little.
  2404. >”I dunno if that’s the same.”
  2405. “Didn’t you play the role of the scholarly expert on World War II boats yesterday?”
  2406. >Anon laughs a little more.
  2407. >”Well, one boat, in particular.”
  2408. “And you don’t REALLY care about that boat’s history, do you?” You jokingly accuse him.
  2409. >Anon shrugs defensively.
  2410. >”It- it has a pretty interesting story!” He tries to insist.
  2411. “It’s okay, you can be honest. Miss Cheerilee isn’t here to hear you.” You promise him.
  2412. >He sighs with a smile, then nods.
  2413. >”Alright, alright, I’m not the biggest history buff in the world.”
  2414. “You could’ve fooled me yesterday! If I was in the audience, I would’ve held onto your every word~”
  2415. >He has no idea how badly you need him.
  2416. >But you’re trying so, so hard to tell him.
  2417. >Rarity wants you to be subtle, but that’s so easy for her to say.
  2418. >She would be appalled if she could see you now.
  2419. >Your ankles are tied in a knot trying to keep your legs together, to maintain some semblance of decency, but your thighs have other ideas.
  2420. >Your hands are more daring.
  2421. >Your hand on Anon’s leg goes further upwards.
  2422. >Traveling across his thigh, closer to his waist.
  2423. >But the more your hand slides across his thigh, the needier you feel.
  2424. >The more sore you feel… down there.
  2425. >With the slightest graze of your fingers, you feel a certain tightness to his pants.
  2426. >You feel your heart skip a beat.
  2427. >Anon is aroused.
  2428.  
  2429. >Your eyes trail upward to meet his gaze, and then it’s like the whole world freezes around you.
  2430. >His beautiful eyes.
  2431. >Filled with emotion, passion, and… hunger.
  2432. >He’s so conflicted, but deep down, he wants this.
  2433. >He doesn’t want to let himself want this.
  2434. >But how do you convince him that it’s okay to want this?
  2435. >You have an idea.
  2436. >Instead of getting greedy with his body, you gently take his hand and place it on your knee.
  2437. >Anon’s cheeks take on a darker shade of red as he glances around the rest of the restaurant.
  2438. >”Fluttershy…?” He whispers to you.
  2439. “Shhh…”
  2440. >You guide his hand up from your knee to your lower thigh.
  2441. >Closer to the hem of your skirt.
  2442. >Closer to your furnace.
  2443. >You loosen your hold on Anon’s wrist to let him take the reins.
  2444. >At first, he’s hesitant.
  2445. >But then his hand moves a little further up your thigh, and your heart leaps.
  2446. >Yes!
  2447. >Anon wants you!
  2448. >He wants your body!
  2449. >Please, Anon.
  2450. >Please, please keep going.
  2451. >And he does!
  2452. >Centimeter by tantalizing centimeter, his hand venture closer to your burning hot womanhood.
  2453. >Your womb stings even more, but this’ll pass soon.
  2454. >Just a little-
  2455. >”Is everything alright?”
  2456. >The voice of the waitress makes the entire room turn a bitter cold.
  2457. >Anon hastily pulls his hand away from your leg as he turns to address her.
  2458. >Ugh.
  2459. >”Ah, y-yeah, everything’s been wonderful!” Anon says to her with a nervous smile.
  2460. >The sight of the waitress smiling at him makes your heart sting and your womb ache some more.
  2461. >Who does she think she is, intruding on your time with him?
  2462. >Aren’t there other guests she could be helping right now?
  2463. >”Great! Is there anything else I can do for you two?” The waitress asks him.
  2464. >Yeah, she can leave.
  2465. >Anon looks down at the empty tray of sushi and his own mostly-empty glass of tea.
  2466. >”I think we’re ready for the check?” Anon unconfidently answers, looking to you for confirmation.
  2467. >You stiffen your jaw as you turn to speak to the waitress.
  2468. “Yes, we’re just about ready.” You answer as politely as you can manage.
  2469. >It’s a real effort.
  2470. >”Of course, I’ll be back right away!” The waitress says to you before disappearing back into the crowd of the restaurant.
  2471. >You don’t have much time.
  2472. >You look back at Anon, and he looks back at you.
  2473. >”Fluttershy…”
  2474. “Yes, Anon?”
  2475. >Anon pauses for a moment to collect his thoughts.
  2476. >”...This is… a lot to take in at once.” He quietly says to you, glancing down at your legs.
  2477. >You lean forward a little and lower your voice.
  2478. “But do you not want this?” You whisper to him.
  2479. “It’s okay if you don’t want this…”
  2480. >It’s kind of not.
  2481. “Just… please be honest about how you feel.”
  2482. >Anon returns his gaze to the counter as he mulls over his emotions.
  2483. >Eventually, he looks back at you.
  2484. >”I…”
  2485. >He leans closer to you.
  2486. >Your heart raises and your womb stings in anticipation.
  2487. >”I mean… I want-”
  2488.  
  2489. >”Here’s your check!”
  2490. >Damn it!
  2491. >Anon almost jumps out of his seat when the waitress returns, placing the check between you two.
  2492. >It takes all your strength to not glare at her for spoiling the moment.
  2493. >Anon looks over the check and visibly winces at the number printed on the bottom.
  2494. >But he still reaches for his wallet.
  2495. “No, no, I’ll get it!” You insist.
  2496. >Both Anon and the waitress give you a surprised look.
  2497. >”Are you sure? I don’t mind paying my fair share-”
  2498. “I insist! I’ve been saving my money for a long time for a special night with my boyfriend!” You speak up, looking at the waitress when you say that last, magic word.
  2499. >She blinks, confused.
  2500. >But she gets the message.
  2501. >You bring out your wallet and place enough cash on the bill to cover the tea and sushi.
  2502. >This intruding waitress isn’t getting a tip!
  2503. >...Fine, she gets a 20% tip.
  2504. >But not a penny more!
  2505. >The waitress takes the bill and counts out the bills you placed out.
  2506. >She doesn’t think you know how to count.
  2507. >”Alright, perfect! Have a lovely day!” She says to Anon.
  2508. >She didn’t look at you, she was looking at Anon when she said that.
  2509. >Your entire body feels hotter.
  2510. >You stand up from your seat and grab Anon’s bicep.
  2511. “We will! Thank you for everything today!” You say to her, trying as hard as you can to hide the bitterness in your voice.
  2512. >Anon winces a little at how strong you’re holding him, but he recovers quickly and stands up with you.
  2513. >Before the waitress can say anything else, you guide Anon away from the bar and out the restaurant’s front doors.
  2514. >Your womb aches even more.
  2515. >It hurts, but today isn’t over yet.
  2516. >You can do this.
  2517. >You’re so close.
  2518.  
  2519. –ANONYMOUS–
  2520. >Your head spins as Fluttershy drags you out of the sushi restaurant.
  2521. >She almost shoves past other patrons, holding your arm in a vice grip.
  2522. >The longer this date goes on, the more surreal it becomes.
  2523. >Questions fill your mind, each fighting to be the one you spend time ruminating on.
  2524. >Why did Fluttershy want you to feel her up in the middle of a restaurant?
  2525. >Why was she suddenly so hostile towards the waitress?
  2526. >...She called you her boyfriend.
  2527. >That makes her your girlfriend.
  2528. >You have a girlfriend.
  2529. >Woah.
  2530. >”How was it, Anon?” Fluttershy anxiously asks you, still clinging to your arm.
  2531. >Unsure of what she could be up to, you glance around to be aware of how many people could see you two before answering.
  2532. >The sidewalks are pretty sparsely populated by now, most everyone’s at home having dinner or out somewhere more fun.
  2533. >Not only is the sun beginning to set, clouds are forming in the distance, threatening to cover the sky with their gloomy presence.
  2534. >But nothing can be gloomy enough to dampen Fluttershy right now.
  2535. “You mean… the sushi?”
  2536. >Fluttershy blinks, as if she isn’t sure herself.
  2537. >”Y-Yes, the sushi!”
  2538. >You clear your throat.
  2539. “Oh, it was great! I’m really glad I gave it a chance, and I have you to thank for it!”
  2540. >Fluttershy giggles, pleased with herself.
  2541. >She’s holding her arms behind her back and leaning toward you like she’s presenting her cleavage again.
  2542. >Her legs are tightly clamped together, you also notice.
  2543. >”Well, I have just as much to thank you for, handsome! I’ve learned a lot about being bold and taking risks from you!”
  2544. >You involuntarily laugh at her little admission.
  2545. “Yeah, you, uh… sure were bold back there…”
  2546. >When you say that, it’s like a whole new persona comes over her.
  2547. >Something in her eyes shift.
  2548. >It’s like her eyes are casting a kind of ray on you, one that makes you feel more vulnerable, yet more… excited.
  2549. >Fluttershy takes a step closer to whisper in your ear.
  2550. >”You make me feel really special, Anon. Like I’m the only girl in the world.”
  2551. >You feel her push you back a little, like she’s trying to pin you against the wall.
  2552. >You rub your hand.
  2553. >The hand that felt Fluttershy’s thigh just moments ago.
  2554. >Her soft, milky thigh.
  2555. “H-Heh, yeah, well, that’s how a guy should make his girlfriend feel…”
  2556. >You gulp.
  2557. “...We… ARE we boyfriend and girlfriend now? Y’know, because of what you said earlier…”
  2558. >Fluttershy’s cheeks flush a shade of red darker as her eyes sparkle at your question.
  2559. >”I’ve been waiting a real long time to call you my boyfriend~”
  2560. >Your heart does a backflip.
  2561. >And then a few more.
  2562. >You did it!
  2563. >You have a girlfriend!
  2564. >Fluttershy is your girlfriend!
  2565. >You can’t help but give your girlfriend a dopey smile as your excitement leaks to the surface of your being.
  2566. >Your little display earns you a cute giggle from Fluttershy.
  2567.  
  2568. >”You’re so cute when you’re smiling!”
  2569. >This doesn’t help your goofy state.
  2570. >This is your first opportunity to flirt with your girlfriend, time to step up to bat.
  2571. “Lucky you, you’re gonna get to see me smile a lot more!”
  2572. >...Glass half full, you’ve got room to improve.
  2573. >But judging by Fluttershy’s happy shoulder wiggle, she thinks it landed.
  2574. >Her grip hasn’t let up at all.
  2575. >You still don’t get why she so clingy out of nowhere, it’s not like you’re hot property.
  2576. >As the sky darkens, you feel your mood fall to match.
  2577. >Your time with Fluttershy is coming to an end.
  2578. >You look at her apologetically.
  2579. >God, she’s beautiful in the evening sunlight.
  2580. >That’s gonna make this even harder.
  2581. “...Well, I probably should be getting home soon-”
  2582. >”Why?”
  2583. >She grips your bicep even tighter, like she doesn’t want you to leave.
  2584. >Damn, Fluttershy just threw you a real curveball.
  2585. “Well, uh, because it’s getting late-”
  2586. >”No!” Fluttershy cries out, in a surprisingly loud and strangely pained voice.
  2587. >”I-It’s not getting too late! We can still spend plenty of time together!”
  2588. >She looks around, trying to come up with supporting arguments.
  2589. >”What about Sugarcube Corner? We could share a dessert together!”
  2590. >”Or you can come back to my house and I can show you my music!”
  2591. >”Or, or, we can stop by the animal shelter! I bet all the little guys would be really happy to meet you!”
  2592. “Hold on, slow down!” You interrupt her rambling.
  2593. >Fluttershy’s mouth clamps shut, looking down at her shoes with shame in her eyes.
  2594. >But before you could ask anything like “what’s gotten into you?”, Fluttershy speaks up again.
  2595. >”...I’m really sorry, Anon. Can I explain myself?”
  2596. >You nod with a little uncertainty.
  2597. >Fluttershy takes a deep breath, puffing up her chest.
  2598. >But when she looks into your eyes, she quickly looks away.
  2599. >It looks like she’s having a lot of trouble putting her feelings into words.
  2600. >Very intense feelings, no doubt.
  2601. >You’re left to awkwardly rock back and forth on your heels as Fluttershy musters up the strength to say… anything.
  2602. >”Anon…” She begins.
  2603. >You look back at her.
  2604. >She reacts like her heart skips a beat when your eyes find hers, but she continues.
  2605. >”I…”
  2606. >She sighs.
  2607. >”...I’ve never been on a date before.” She admits.
  2608. >You shrug.
  2609. “That’s alright, neither have I.”
  2610. >”I-It’s hard to describe, I…”
  2611. >Fluttershy’s face scrunches up like she’s wincing in pain.
  2612. >Her legs fidget anxiously despite being glued together at the thighs.
  2613. >”I just…”
  2614. >Her hands stay tightly clasped together before her before they detach from each other to gingerly take yours.
  2615. >”...I really don’t want today to end yet. Can you please stay with me for a little longer?” Fluttershy requests of you with a delicate hope in her eyes.
  2616.  
  2617. >...
  2618. >Why is this even a question for you?
  2619. >Fluttershy had such a good time with you on your first date that she’s close to begging you to spend more time with her.
  2620. >You pretty much never go out on Friday nights, your parents won’t mind if you’re home a little later.
  2621. >Tossing your caution to the wind, you shrug with a smile on your face.
  2622. “I’d love to!”
  2623. >Fluttershy bounces excitedly before leaping forward to capture you in a mighty hug.
  2624. >”Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you!” She excitedly gushes.
  2625. >She buries her face into your chest, you can feel her smiling as wide as possible.
  2626. >You gratefully return the hug, indulging in another opportunity to feel her angelic form.
  2627. >You love the way your hands sink into her.
  2628. >She’s so delightfully squishy.
  2629. >Especially her thigh.
  2630. >You know you need to be more gentlemanly, you’re only on the first date.
  2631. >But Fluttershy wanted you to feel her thigh.
  2632. >She felt up your thigh, too!
  2633. >It’s like she wants you to be more lewd with her.
  2634. >Like she wants you to look at her, to feel her.
  2635. >You want to.
  2636. >You’d be lying if you said you didn’t.
  2637. >But you have to be better than this.
  2638. >If something’s too good to be true, it probably is.
  2639. >You need to play it safe.
  2640. >...Fluttershy’s been hugging you for a while.
  2641. >Returning to the present moment, you find Fluttershy clinging onto you subtly tighter.
  2642. >Her fingers are digging into your shirt like they’re trying to bore through to your skin underneath.
  2643. >Each inhale she takes is prolonged like she’s more focused on smelling you than breathing.
  2644. >Down below, you can’t say for sure, but you’d swear she’s gently humping you.
  2645. >Be a good boyfriend, don’t succumb to your base instincts.
  2646. “S-So, uh, what do you want to do now? I kinda thought dinner would be all we’d do.” You ask Fluttershy, breaking the sexual tension.
  2647. >Fluttershy looks up at you, unrelenting in her grip.
  2648. >”Ooh, you know what would be lovely? A walk in the park!”
  2649. “Really?”
  2650. >You glance up at the evening sky, seeing more clouds gathering to obscure the evening colors.
  2651. “Are you sure? Because it’s probably gonna rain soon-”
  2652. >”I love the rain! The gentle patter of raindrops hitting the window is so relaxing, don’t you think?” Fluttershy quickly replies.
  2653. “Sure, but I usually like to be inside to really enjoy it.” You remark with a chuckle.
  2654. >”There are plenty of trees in the park! We'll just hide under one if it rains!”
  2655. >Fluttershy wiggles her body against yours to persuade you.
  2656. >”Doesn’t that sound romantic? Just you and me, alone together against the elements~”
  2657. >You can’t argue this further.
  2658. >She has such a way with words.
  2659. “You’re right, that does sound nice.”
  2660. >Possessed by something fierce, Fluttershy pulls away from your embrace but tightly grips your hand in hers.
  2661. >”Yay! Come on, let’s hurry!” She urges, dragging you along as she sprints in the direction of the Canterlot Park.
  2662. >There’s a storm coming, you feel it in the air.

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