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Suddenly, Fluttershy Part 3 (OLD)

By nehem
Created: 19th December 2020 08:42:09 PM

  1. "Well, I've gotta get to work now; I'll see you in a few hours, Fluttershy."
  2. >Fluttershy looks a bit surprised; then a bit dejected.
  3. >"Oh... You have to leave?"
  4. >You were heading for the door when you heard her question; you stopped when you heard her voice.
  5. "Yeah, looks like I'm getting a late start today."
  6. >Her hoof begins to scrape at the floor.
  7. >"Oh, I see..."
  8. >Hm, what's up with her?
  9. "Something wrong, Fluttershy? You need something?"
  10. >She shakes her head.
  11. >"N-no, it's alright... It's just, you said you leave at six, and you were here when I woke up around seven."
  12. >She takes a quick pause.
  13. >"I just thought you were going to stay home today..."
  14. >This pony doesn't seem all too happy about your departure.
  15. >This must have also been a part of the thread rules. "They will warm up to you quickly", it said.
  16. >It still doesn't fully explain why she is disappointed about you leaving.
  17. >You step away from the door, walking over to her current position.
  18. "You know you can talk to me about any problems you're having right now, don't you?"
  19. >Fluttershy continues to trace circles on the tile floor with her hoof, you spot a bead of sweat forming on her forehead.
  20. >"N-nothing! It was just a small surprise, that's all. I'm okay, really..."
  21. >You can't decide which course of action to take.
  22. >Usually someone shy like her would probably like to be alone to sort out their thoughts.
  23. >On the other hand, Fluttershy seems to trust you, and might like you to at least stick around to help her with whatever is going on in her head right now.
  24. >She says she's fine; usually that's never the truth when said, though.
  25. >You decide that it might just be best to let her think it through on her own for now; but you aren't going to just leave her completely alone.
  26. >Fluttershy nearly rockets into the air when you place your hand on her head.
  27. >You'll just play it off like you believed her for now.
  28. >She leans into your hand as you lightly stroke the top of her head.
  29. "If you say so. I just remembered though, have I ever told you about the phone yet?"
  30. >She takes a second to respond, her eyelids drooping.
  31. >"No... You've never told me about that, before..."
  32. >Now she seems to have regained her composure.
  33. >Well, sort of. She's really enjoying your touch.
  34. >Fucking ponies, man.
  35. >You take your hand off of her head, then stand up.
  36. "I'll show you how to use one; it will most likely come in handy if you ever run into trouble while I'm gone."
  37. >Fluttershy opens her eyes all the way, realizing the absence of your hand.
  38. >"O-okay, that sounds nice."
  39. >The lightly colored pegasus follows you into the bedroom where you keep your land line phone.
  40. >You take the phone off of the charging dock, kneel down and hold it out to your housemate.
  41. "This is a phone, it allows you to talk to anyone else who also has one. It works by holding the top end to your ear, and talking into the speaker on the bottom. Here, try it out."
  42. >Fluttershy takes the phone out of your hand with her hooves; then holds it up to her left ear.
  43. "That's right, you got it. Now, All you need to do is be able to dial my cellphone."
  44. >She lowers the phone from her ear, and looks at you inquisitively.
  45. >"Cell phone? Dial your number?"
  46. "A cell phone is portable, and can be used almost anywhere. Each phone has it's own number, and that's what you enter into your phone to call them."
  47. >The pony nods, understanding your lesson.
  48. >You grab a scrap of paper and write your number down on it.
  49. "This is the number to my cell phone. Press the number buttons on the phone you're holding to enter them in, then press the green 'talk' button."
  50. >You hand her the paper.
  51. "Here, try it out."
  52. >Fluttershy does as you say, using the tip of her wing to press the phone buttons.
  53. >Your cellphone starts to ring in your pocket.
  54. "Alright, you got it! A phone rings when someone is calling. If you don't pick it up, they will have to leave a message. If you pick up the phone while they are leaving the message, you will be able to talk to them. If the phone here rings, please don't pick it up unless it's my voice talking, okay?"
  55. >"Okay, I understand."
  56. >This explanation took about ten minutes; you really need to get going.
  57. "Call me if you ever need anything. Even if it's something silly; work's been slow lately."
  58. >She nods.
  59. >"Alright, I can do that."
  60. "Good."
  61. >You pat her on the head, then head for the exit of the house.
  62. "I'll be back in about eight hours today."
  63. >Fluttershy follows you to the door.
  64. >"Have a nice day, Anon."
  65. >You open your door and wave.
  66. "You too."
  67.  
  68. >You walk through the door of the law firm after an uneventful drive.
  69. >Proceeding down your normal route to your office, you greet the co-workers that pass you by.
  70. >"Hello Anonymous, I trust you are doing well today?"
  71. >Ah, there he is; Howard Cushman. He's a middle-aged man; somewhere in his late .
  72. >You stop next to him.
  73. "Doing well here, Howard. You?"
  74. >"My day's off to a great start! I actually got served breakfast in bed, today."
  75. >Wow, he's actually pretty upbeat today!
  76. "Not bad, sure beats my morning."
  77. >Howard walks over to the water cooler and fetches a paper cup.
  78. >"Oh? And how is that, might I ask?"
  79. >You smile.
  80. "First, I couldn't sleep after some personal events. So I decided that alcohol might help with my problems. Turns out it did; a little too much, actually. Then I ended up making breakfast for two."
  81. >Howard looks a bit repulsed.
  82. >"It sounds like quite the night."
  83. >A realization strikes you from out of nowhere.
  84. "Hey, I don't remember you living with anyone. I know that you aren't married."
  85. >He stiffens up a bit; then crshes the cup in his hand.
  86. >"That was just a relative that was visiting. Anyway, I'd better get going. There is a lot of important business to be done."
  87. >With that, the man tosses the cup in the nearby waste basket; then walks away.
  88. "Why'd you throw the cup out if you didn't even get a drink...?"
  89. >That guy is almost as weird as you are.
  90. >...
  91. >Today is a bit busier than yesterday.
  92. >You actually got a couple local businesses you were paired up with calling for legal advice.
  93. >This has kept you busy for a couple of hours; although they were relatively simple matters that are resolved quickly.
  94. >It's unfortunate that there wasn't any calls for a case yet.
  95. >You suppose that that is good to know that there are less crimes in these past few days, but sunshine and rainbows don't pay the bills.
  96. >The rest of the day passes by as expected.
  97. >It's about a half an hour before your normal packing up time.
  98. >Your desk phone rings.
  99.  
  100. >It's time to go home; and you couldn't be happier.
  101. >You have a potential case!
  102. >The phone call you received before you left was from an acquaintance of yours that you met last year.
  103. >He leads a small group of people that develop games; they go by the name of Jemkorp.
  104. >To your convenience, they are in the same city as your workplace.
  105. >The story is that one of the big, triple-A game companies sued his small team because they felt that a game he was making had too similar a name to their yearly cash maker.
  106. >Yeah, it was one of THOSE games.
  107. >The one that the big companies put out every year without hardly changing anything; they're able to sell it just because of the label, and the mindless fans.
  108. >It was founded a few years back, and quickly rose to fame.
  109. >Garosoft, that's their name.
  110. >It reminds you of a similar case that happened a while back with some Swedish developer and a big name developer.
  111. >You ended up extending your stay so he could come over and meet with you.
  112. >You were only going to spend eight hours in the office today, but ended up staying a lot longer.
  113. >About two hours longer, actually.
  114. >You were really hoping to get home early and spend some time with Fluttershy; you felt bad for leaving her there alone for twelve hours the past few days.
  115. >That's another thing, you've gotta come up with some things to do with her.
  116. >The reading went over well, so did movies.
  117. >You've caught her playing handheld video games now and then.
  118. >That's it! You're sure you have some family friendly multiplayer games around the house; that should waste a few hours.
  119. >Not sure why you didn't think of that sooner.
  120. >As you drive down the city street, you notice a store for the first time in a while.
  121. >A pet shop.
  122. >There's another idea...
  123. >You keep driving until you reach the turn to enter it's parking lot.
  124. >A parking spot relatively close to the door is empty, so you pull in and shut off your engine.
  125. >It's time to do your good deed for the day.
  126.  
  127. >You step inside the building.
  128. >It's really fucking big for a pet store.
  129. >Not only does it sell a whole bunch of different kinds of domesticated animals, but if sells all of the supplies as well.
  130. >So... what should you get?
  131. >There are so many animals here, it's hard to choose.
  132. >Time passes as you try to make a descision.
  133. >You've been offered help by numerous store employees, it's honestly starting to get on your nerves.
  134. >Eventually, you decide on what you will buy.
  135. >After all the preparation is complete, you are standing at the checkout counter.
  136. >The clerk rings up the cost of the supplies and animal that you had decided to buy.
  137. >Goddamn. You can feel your money slipping through your fingers!
  138. >It will be worth it to help Fluttershy get a bit more comfortable in your house, though.
  139. >You're able to live comfortably; and you do splurge now and then, but now you've got a pony AND a pet in your house.
  140. >Later on you're going to have to re-calculate your budget.
  141. >Checking the time on your watch, you see that thirty minutes have passed since you first entered.
  142. >Shit, you should get home soon; you siad you would be home by now.
  143. >Good thing Fluttershy isn't the clingy type; it would be a real pain to have her so worried that she'd call on every hour of every day.
  144. >It doesn't take long for you to half walk, half jog to your car.
  145. >It's a cold one out tonight, and you don't want the new house pet to die of hypothermia.
  146. >You carefully put everything into the back seat of your car, then hop into the drivers seat.
  147. >It's going to be great to see the look on Fluttershy's face when you give her this gift.
  148.  
  149. >It doesn't take long for you to get settled into your car; and soon, you're pulling out of the parking lot.
  150. >Your stomach rumbles as you drive.
  151. >Damn, you didn't realise how hungry you were.
  152. >Lunch was a while ago, and you didn't eat a lot when it was time.
  153. >You don't really feel like making dinner again tonight, either.
  154. >That only leaves fast food.
  155. >Fast food without meat...
  156. >Wait, pizza would be a good idea! You can order it, and have it without any meat toppings.
  157. >Being the responsible driver you are, you wait for a red light; once you are stopped, you dial your favorite pizza place and order one cheese pizza with green olives.
  158. >They give you the standard "thirty minute or less" message, and you hang up.
  159. >Okay, now all you have to do is get back home before the delivery man, which shouldn't be too hard, seeing as you are only fifteen minutes from your house.
  160. >...
  161. >You sneak in through the back door, holding the container that holds you and Fluttershy's newest housemate.
  162. >Being sure to not make as little noise as possible, you go down to your basement, and place the container on the floor.
  163. >You'll show it to her once dinner is over.
  164. >You go upstairs, not bothering with stealth this time.
  165. >Once you reach the top, you call out.
  166. "I'm hooooome!"
  167. >You can hear Fluttershy call out from another room; it doesn't even sound like she's trying to raise her voice.
  168. >"Hello, Anon!"
  169. >It's somewhat difficult to locate her by the sound of her voice, but eventually you find her in the bedroom.
  170. >She's laying on her stomach on your bed, playing on the handheld system you gave to her.
  171. "Hey there. We're going to have dinner here in a few. I hope you like pizza!"
  172.  
  173. >The pizza was delivered shortly after you got home.
  174. >It wasn't bad, despite only having olives for a topping.
  175. >You and Fluttershy finished eating in about fifteen minutes, leaving behind about three leftover slices.
  176. >Whatever, you usually eat that shit up a few hours later, anyway.
  177. >No. You're not being generous with the leftovers.
  178. >First come, first serve, and you're getting there first.
  179. >You finish plastic wrapping the leftovers, and stick them in your fridge.
  180. >After you both had finished dinner, you had told Fluttershy to wait in the living room.
  181. >She didn't ask any questions about it, so that was good.
  182. >You go back downstairs to retrieve the animal you recently bought.
  183. >This is actually pretty exciting, it's been a while since you've gotten to give a gift.
  184. >After grabbing it from where it was stored, you head upstairs with the covered container.
  185. >Thankfully, the creature inside actually stays quiet once you reach the living room.
  186. >You walk  over to the couch where Fluttershy is stationed.
  187. "I had an idea while coming home from work tonight. I thought you might like this."
  188. >She blinks, registering what you just said.
  189. >"Oh, you didn't have to get me anything, Anon! I-"
  190. >You cut her off before she can protest any further.
  191. "It's nothing, I promise. It's just, after you told me that story of how you got your cutie mark, I had an idea for a way you could continue doing what you love!"
  192. >You grab the towel that covers the cage.
  193. "It's not much, but I figure it's something."
  194. >Off comes the cover, revealing a bird cage holding a green and yellow parakeet.
  195. >Fluttershy's eyes widen to the point that you are worried they might fall out.
  196. >It reminds you a lot of how she reacted to seeing Spike for the first time on the show.
  197. >"A parakeet! I take care of a few of these back home!"
  198. >You sit down next to her, enjoying her happiness.
  199. >She reaches for the latch to the cage, but stops.
  200. >"Oh, Anon, do you mind...?"
  201. >You aren't too big of a fan of bird shit on the floor, but you trust her to be responsible if she has it out.
  202. "Go ahead."
  203. >She gently opens the cage with an excited look on her face, then reaches her hoof in.
  204. >The bird actually walks up onto her hoof quite quickly; at least, quicker than you expected.
  205. >Fluttershy guides her hoof out of the cage, then holds the parakeet up level with her eyes.
  206. >"Hello there! Aren't you a cute bird? Yes you are!"
  207. >And here comes the baby talk; can you stand sitting through this?
  208. >She holds the parakeet closer to her face, and it extends it's neck to nuzzle the back of it's head against Fluttershy's cheek.
  209. >The fuck? Do birds even do that?!
  210. >This is really freaking you out; is this pony magic or some shit?
  211. >Can pony magic even affect this world?
  212. >Did you just luck out and get a bird with advanced sentience?
  213. >You are caught off guard by a sudden warmth on your arm.
  214. >This snapped you out of your trance; you look over to the source.
  215. >Fluttershy is nuzzling your arm.
  216. >"Thank you Anon, I love him."
  217. >So it's a "him", huh?
  218. >You give her a quick squeeze with one hand.
  219. "Don't mention it."
  220.  
  221. >You leave Fluttershy to get to know her new friend.
  222. >Something dawns on you, one of those "oh crap, I forgot!" moments.
  223. >It's been a while since you've talked to anyone in the chat room.
  224. >The sounds of Fluttershy talking and the parakeet's squeaks are heard throughout the house.
  225. >After a few minutes your computer boots up fully, so you log into the chat room and see that there are two people in there, not including yourself.
  226. ---
  227. [7:10 PM] You: Hey guys.
  228.  
  229. [7:10 PM] Roq: yo
  230.  
  231. [7:10 PM] Sifraf: Hi.
  232.  
  233. [7:11 PM] You: So, what's your story, new guy?
  234.  
  235. [7:12 PM] Roq: Me?
  236.  
  237. [7:12 PM] You: yeah.
  238.  
  239. [7:13 PM] Roq: Rainbow Dash. Crate on the doorstep.
  240. [7:13 PM] Roq: Took it inside not knowing the contents. She woke up, busted out of the crate, then landed on me. Then she thought I was getting fresh when one of my flailing hands hit her ass.
  241.  
  242. [7:14 PM] You: I can see where this is going.
  243.  
  244. [7:14 PM] Roq: I still have bruises
  245.  
  246. [7:15 PM] Sifraf: Excuse me, have you seen my sides?
  247.  
  248. [7:15 PM] Roq: shut up
  249.  
  250. [7:15 PM] You: That was pretty hilarious.
  251.  
  252. [7:16 PM] Roq: you too
  253.  
  254. [7:16 PM] You: Don't worry, i'd be pissed, too.
  255.  
  256. [7:16 PM] Sifraff: So, how is everyone today?
  257.  
  258. [7:17 PM] You: doing well here, you?
  259.  
  260. [7:17 PM] Roq: Kill me.
  261.  
  262. [7:17  PM] Sifraff: That's nice, I'm doing well
  263. [7:17 PM] Sifraf: What's up, roq?
  264.  
  265. [7:18 PM] Roq: This bitch is insufferable.
  266. [7:18 PM] Roq: she's lazy and loud
  267.  
  268. [7:18 PM] Sifraf: Are you a being a good host?
  269.  
  270. [7:19 PM] Roq: Of course I am; you think I'm going to fuck up the rare instance of having a talking pony in my house?
  271. [7:19 PM] Roq: Me and RD have butted heads, and our personalities clash, but I still try to be as accommodating as possible; she might leave and get seen if we get in too many fights.
  272. [7:19 PM] Roq: Right now, I rjust want to just get her back to her world.
  273.  
  274. [7:20 PM] Sifraff: I see.
  275.  
  276. [7:20 PM] You: Well, at least there isn't any violence. Unless you count your first encounter.
  277.  
  278. [7:20 PM] Sifraf: haha
  279.  
  280. [7:21 PM] Roq: Fuck you
  281.  
  282. ---
  283.  
  284. ---
  285.  
  286. *CONNECTION RE-ESTABLISHED
  287.  
  288. [7:45 PM] Roq: Fucking hell
  289. [7:45 PM] Roq: You guys had to choose the shittiest website to host this channel
  290.  
  291. [7:46 PM] Sifraf: Hey bro, it wasn't my choice.
  292.  
  293. [7:46 PM] You: yeah, sorry about that.
  294.  
  295. [7:47 PM] Roq: Alright, so now that you guys have gotten your first meeting stories out of the way; what do you plan on doing?
  296.  
  297. [7:47 PM] Sifraf: Just like you, we're trying to get the ponies back to their world.
  298. [7:47 PM] Sifraf: Speaking of, did your contact ever get back to you?
  299.  
  300. [7:48 PM] You: I take it you mean me.
  301.  
  302. [7:48 PM] Sifraf: Yep
  303.  
  304. [7:48 PM] You: Yeah, he called me back about two days ago.
  305. [7:48 PM] You: He didn't get anything.
  306.  
  307. [7:49 PM] Roq: well fuck
  308.  
  309. [7:49 PM] Sifraf: dang
  310.  
  311. [7:49 PM] You: You guys have any ideas? I'm all out right now.
  312.  
  313. [7:50 PM] Sifraf: Twilight has been studying whenever I haven't forced her to take breaks.
  314. [7:50 PM] Sifraf: Her magic still works here somehow. She can still teleport and levitate things with her horn.
  315.  
  316. [7:50 PM] You: wow
  317.  
  318. [7:51 PM] Sifraf: Maybe she can eventually find out how to make a spell to teleport them back.
  319.  
  320. [7:51 PM] Roq: you know that never works.
  321. [7:51 PM] Roq: Theres always something that comes up to foil that idea, just to extend the plot
  322.  
  323. [7:52 PM] You: Come on, this is real life, not some fanfic
  324.  
  325. [7:52 PM] Sifraf: Don't be such a pessimist, any hope is good hope!
  326. [7:52 PM] Sifraf: any ideas from you, Roq?
  327.  
  328. [7:53 PM] Roq: Not much, really
  329. [7:53 PM] Roq: I don't have any contacts that could help, or a magical alicorn that can cast spells.
  330.  
  331. [7:53 PM] Sifraf: Wait a second
  332. [7:53 PM] Sifraf: That's it!
  333.  
  334. [7:54 PM] You: ?
  335. [7:54 PM] Sifraf: did anyone see that guy post about finding celestia?
  336.  
  337. [7:54 PM] Roq: I did, you sure it wasn't just a troll?
  338.  
  339. [7:55 PM] You: I saw it too.
  340. [7:55 PM] You: but how would we find the guy?
  341.  
  342. *Connection lost (server timed out)
  343. ---
  344.  
  345. ---
  346. *CONNECTION RE-ESTABLISHED
  347. [8:01 PM] Roq: God dammit
  348.  
  349. [8:01 PM] Sifraf: Does anyone have a link to the archive that he posted on? I have an idea.
  350.  
  351. [8:01 PM] You: I'll get it for you.
  352. ---
  353. >You go into your history and copy the link to the archive that contains the post with the person who supposedly got Celestia.
  354. >After switching back to your chat tab, you paste it in and send it.
  355. ---
  356. [8:02 PM] Sifraf: Thanks bro
  357.  
  358. [8:03 PM] Roq: so what are you trying to get from this?
  359.  
  360. [8:05 PM] Sifraf: I thought I remembered seeing this guy using an email address in his name.
  361.  
  362. [8:05 PM] You: And?
  363.  
  364. [8:06 PM] Sifraf: I was right!
  365.  
  366. [8:07 PM] Roq: Oh wow
  367. [8:07 PM] Roq: deus ex machina
  368. [8:07 PM] Roq: Who writes this shit?
  369.  
  370. [8:08 PM] You: That's what my life has been running on for the last six or so years.
  371. [8:08 PM] You: Hopefuly my luck can hold up; maybe even spread to you guys
  372.  
  373. [8:10] Sifraf: That would be nice.
  374.  
  375. [8:11 PM] Roq: Alright, you send an email to the guy, wait for him to show up, and hope that celestia can make a portal.
  376. [8:11 PM] Roq: What if it fails? We can't just sit around with our thumbs up our asses all day
  377. [8:11 PM] Roq: We need a plan B, and probably a plan C to be safe.
  378.  
  379. [8:11 PM] Sifraf: You said "wait for HIM to show up"
  380. [8:12 PM] Sifraf: What if it turns out to be a female that we get in contact with?
  381.  
  382. [8:12 PM] Roq: God fucking dammit
  383. [8:12 PM] Roq: This isn't the fucking time for that
  384.  
  385. [8:13 PM] Sifraf: Haha, alright, sorry
  386. ---
  387. >The chatroom is quite slow during the brainstorming session.
  388. >Nobody really has any ideas as to what else to do.
  389. >The chat goes off on a tangent; discussing the possible ways that someone found your home addresses in the first place.
  390. >Sifraf presents the idea that whoever did this was some expert hacker that managed to break into the website, find your IPs, then track them.
  391. >You're nott sure if that's even possible, but still consider it.
  392. >Your suggestion is that maybe magic was the cause.
  393. >That surprisingly was agreed on as a possibility.
  394. >Eventually, you all decide that you need to get back to brainstorming.
  395. >Minutes pass as not a single idea is agreed upon.
  396. >Your bladder is full, so you go off to the bathroom to take care of that.
  397. >As you releive yourself, you try to think of potential ideas.
  398. >Nothing comes to mind.
  399. >You had hoped that a quick bathroom break could clear your mind, but once you return, you still have nothing.
  400. ---
  401. [8:43 PM] Roq: fuuuuuuck
  402.  
  403. [8:45 PM] You: why is it that every time I look back at my screen, the first message I see involves you cussing out of frustration?
  404.  
  405. [8:45 PM] Roq: guess you're just unlucky
  406.  
  407. [8:47 PM] Sifraf: Maybe we should just sleep on this whole thing for now? It's not like we're in a rush.
  408.  
  409. [8:47 PM] You: are you sure? I still have a lot left in me.
  410.  
  411. [8:47 PM] Roq: even though I'm in a real rush, I kind of have to agree. I had a long work day, and not much energy to think.
  412.  
  413. [8:48 PM] Sifraf: I'll still be on here a while, maybe if we don't think about it directly, an idea will pop up naturally.
  414.  
  415. [8:48 PM] Roq: same here. I think that sounds good.
  416.  
  417. [8:48 PM] You: Works for me
  418. [8:49 PM] You: I might go afk for a bit, just type my name in if you get an idea; I'll keep my speakers up.
  419.  
  420. ---
  421.  
  422. >You lean back in your chair.
  423. >They're right, inspiration can come from the least likely of places.
  424. >Wow, you didn't notice the time go by; it's just like the old times when you were unemployed and living alone!
  425. >Deciding it might be a fun idea to see what the yellow flying horse in your living room is up to, you get up and do just that.
  426. >Once you arive, you see that Fluttershy has hung the cage on the hook that you hooked to the wall next to the couch before you left to check your pc.
  427. >She's sitting by it while she reads a magazine from the stack that is collecting dust by your couch.
  428. >Noticing your enterance, she smiles as she looks up and gives you a small wave.
  429.  "Hey there, what have you been up to?"
  430. >You sit down next to her and wait for a reply.
  431. >"I got finished preparing the cage for... Well, I haven't thought of a name for him yet."
  432.  >You get a bit more comfortable on the couch.
  433. "That's good, I'm glad you like it, er, him."
  434. >Fluttershy really is profficient at what she does; the bird cage is set up completely.
  435. >You actually zoned out while the store assistant was giving you the basic run down of how to take care of the parakeet; so that's good.
  436. "So, I was wondering, would you like to do something? I had an Idea earlier."
  437. >Her smile widens.
  438. >"Sure! What did you have in mind?"
  439. >...
  440. >A few minutes later, you are sitting in front of an old box you got out of your basement.
  441. >It holds all of the gaming consoles you no longer had hooked up to your TV.
  442. >So many choices, so little time...
  443.  
  444. >Hey look, it's your old gamecube!
  445. >You can remember a lot of good times were had with this thing.
  446. >After pressing the button to open the top cover, you find that there's still a disc inside.
  447. >This looks like a good game to start out with.
  448. >That is, if you both are on speaking terms after this.
  449. >...
  450. >The console is hooked up and ready to go.
  451. "So Fluttershy, you ready to ruin this friendship of ours?"
  452. >That was probably something you didn't need to say; but it's just too fun to watch the meek pony's reactions to your antics.
  453. >She stares at you, clearly flustered.
  454. >"Wh-what do you mean? I don't want t-to stop being friends!"
  455. >Well that's nice.
  456. >Now you know that Fluttershy wants to stick around; not go outside and get caught.
  457. >You laugh as you turn on the system and head back to the couch.
  458. "Don't worry, I was kidding. People joke about this game saying it 'ruins friendships'."
  459. >Her gaze follows you as you sit down.
  460. >"...Oh."
  461. >The intro of the game starts to play; however, you skip it so you can get into the game faster.
  462. >With a jovial tune, the title screen to Mario Party 5 appears.
  463. >Time goes by as you set up the game rules and explain the goings-on to Fluttershy, who pays close attention to your explanation.
  464. >With everything set up, you start up a fifteen turn party game.
  465. >...
  466. >GOD FUCKING DAMMIT TOAD, GIVE THAT STAR BACK, YOU POLKA-DOTTED FUCK.
  467. >Calm down, it's just a fucking game.
  468. >How the fuck is this even possible? You used to be the best at this!
  469. >Right now, you've just been knocked out of second place, down to third.
  470. >Princess Bitch- er... PEACH, is in first place with three stars and five coins.
  471. >Toad is in second place with two stars and twelve coins.
  472. >You are in third place with a star and twenty coins.
  473. >Fluttershy is in fourth place with no stars and thirty coins.
  474. >It's Fluttershy's turn now.
  475. >"What does this one do?"
  476. >She points at the chain chomp capsule.
  477. "I think you can steal stars or coins with that."
  478. >You feel nature calling.
  479. "Be right back."
  480. >One pee later, you are back on the couch.
  481. >Your turn to hit the dice block now...
  482. >WHERE THE FUCK IS YOUR OTHER STAR?!
  483. >You check the map.
  484. >Fluttershy has moved five spaces, and landed on blue.
  485. >She has one more star than last turn, along with thirty less coins.
  486. "HOW COULD YOU?!"
  487. >Oops... Was that out loud?
  488. >...
  489. >Eventually, the game ends, with Peach in first, Fluttershy in second, Toad in third, and you in last.
  490. >Fuck this game.
  491.  
  492. >It doesn't take long for you to hook up the next system
  493. >This one was always fun to play with others.
  494. >You figured that it might be fun to play as a team instead of competing.
  495. >After putting in the game cartridge, you flip the power switch to your Super Nintendo.
  496. >The power comes on, but nothing displays on the TV.
  497. >You eject the game from the system and blow on the bottom of the cartridge.
  498. >Isn't that supposed to be bad for it? Eh, whatever.
  499. >Once the game is secured back into the console, you turn the switch on again.
  500. >This time, your TV flickers in response.
  501. >The familiar scene of Cranky Kong on top of a red beam begins to play.
  502. >He plays his gramophone, which is the source of the retro music in the background.
  503. >It doesn't take long before the aged ape is knocked off of the platform, being replaced by Donkey Kong and a boom box.
  504. >Then DK gets a TNT barrel tossed at him.
  505. >This absurd scene earns a soft giggle from Fluttershy's end of the couch.
  506. >...
  507. >Sometimes you think this game hates you.
  508. >You had started up a file that you had already completed, and ran through the first few levels so Fluttershy could pick up on the controls.
  509. >She learned quite fast, and in time, most of the easier levels were done.
  510. >Then came snow barrel blast; the one that you had never managed to beat.
  511. >This level is fucked.
  512. >Like, seriously.
  513. >It's like one of the level designers thought you killed their parents!
  514. >You prepare for the worst as you enter the level.
  515. >Partway through the level, you are downed by a klaptrap that you weren't paying attention to.
  516. "Damn."
  517. >Fluttershy takes over as Diddy Kong.
  518. >You sit back and decide to wait for her to find a barrel and bring you back in the game.
  519. >Without realizing, your thoughts start wandering.
  520. >A tune emits from the speakers; one that you cannot believe is playing at this moment.
  521. >Your jaw hangs open.
  522. >The only thing that escapes your mouth is stuttering as you try to formulate a sentence.
  523. >"Is something wrong, Anon?"
  524. >You can feel as your bottom left eyelid twitches.
  525. "You did that on your first try..."
  526. >The pale pegasus raises an eyebrow.
  527. >"Was it supposed to be difficult?"
  528. >That does in the last thread of your sanity.
  529.  
  530. >It's getting late, but you think you have time for one more game.
  531. >After taking out your old Playstation 2, you find a game in the spot where it once sat in the box.
  532. >You don't remember even owning this game!
  533. >Out of curiosity, you put it in the console, then hook it up.
  534. >Once the usual boot up process finishes, the title screen of the game appears.
  535. >Flatout 2.
  536. >Again, you never remembered owning this game; maybe a friend forgot it here or something.
  537. >Hey, it has multiplayer!
  538. >Fuck it, might as well play this.
  539. >Seeing as you've never played this, you and yellow pone might be on equal ground.
  540. >...
  541. "Agh! What am I doing wrong?"
  542. >Somehow, Fluttershy is utterly wiping the floor with you.
  543. >You've just crashed your car into a tree again. This is about the fourth time.
  544. >Fluttershy pauses the game.
  545. >"Well Anon... You chose a car with high speed, and next to no acceleration. Not to mention, the handling on it was extremely low. On the other hoof, the one I chose has a nice balance between the three."
  546. >You have a deadpan expression on your face the whole time.
  547. >A horse from a cartoon is lecturing you on how to race in a video game.
  548. >There's some irony to be found in here somewhere.
  549. >"Also, you never slow down when going across a corner."
  550. "I had to catch up somehow!"
  551. >She shakes her head.
  552. >"Look at what happens when you try to turn; you end up flying off of the road. That wastes more time than slowing down for a few seconds to avoid that."
  553. >Okay, that one is just obvious, and you knew that before you asked.
  554. >You just hoped that you could find a way to make it work.
  555. "Alright, I think I got this, I don't need to change my car."
  556. >You unpause the game.
  557. >Less than five seconds later, your car goes flying off the road.
  558. >Then it crashes into a tree.
  559. "God fucking dammit..."
  560. >Fluttershy's eyes bulge out, and her face turns a shade of pink.
  561. >She's about to comment on your use of language, then seems to decide against it.
  562.  
  563. >It's been a long while since you've actually played video games for this long.
  564. >You look at the clock, and realize it's definitely time for bed.
  565. >Well, "time for couch" would be more appropriate for your situation.
  566. "I think I'm gonna try to get some shuteye, Fluttershy. You can stay up if you want to or something."
  567. >The pony shakes her head.
  568. >"I think I'll go to bed as well."
  569. >You both go through the normal bedtime rituals; brushing your teeth, using the bathroom, etc.
  570. >While waiting for Fluttershy to brush her teeth, you checked the chat.
  571. >A few ideas were spit out, but you didn't feel like reading them; so you just saved the log and put your PC in sleep mode.
  572. >You run into Fluttershy on your way out.
  573. >"Are you SURE you don't want your bed? I feel bad using it every night..."
  574. >Shrugging, you reply.
  575. "It doesn't matter much to me. I was going to think of an idea, but I haven't gotten around to doing so. We can just keep doing this for now; I don't mind."
  576. >Just then, you think of something.
  577. "Maybe we can alternate nights starting tomorrow. Something like that?"
  578. >The lightly colored pegasus nods.
  579. >"I'd like that."
  580. >You walk past her out the door.
  581. "I'll still have you take the bed tonight. G'night, Fluttershy."
  582. >She calls to you.
  583. >"Good night, Anon."
  584. >You walk back to the couch and lay down after turning out the light.
  585. >The bedroom light turns off, and the house goes silent.
  586. >A few minutes pass.
  587. >The sounds of bedsheets rustling hits your ears.
  588. >These sounds continue a few times every few minutes, keeping up for a little more than an hour.
  589. "The hell's going on in there...?"
  590. >You get up from the couch and make your way to the bedroom, careful not to fall over anything in the dark.
  591. >Soon, you're in the bedroom.
  592. >You can still hear Fluttershy moving under the covers.
  593. "Are you uh... doing alright in here?"
  594. >Fluttershy's head peaks out from under the covers, only showing her two eyes.
  595. >She looks away from you, using her mane to help avoid eye contact even more.
  596. >"I... I'm having trouble sleeping..."
  597. >You chuckle.
  598. "I can see that. I know how you feel. It could be because we played those video games for so long before bed."
  599. >You step over to the bookshelf, then grab out a certain book.
  600. "I think I might be able to help you sleep. Mind if I take a seat?"
  601. >Fluttershy shakes her head.
  602. >After turning around, you walk forward and climb into the bed beside her.
  603. >You scoot up closer to where the pony was settled down at.
  604. "Reading usually helps me relax; even moreso if it's being read to me. Wanna try it out?"
  605. >She nods.
  606. >"It's kind of dark, should we turn on a light?"
  607. >You shake your head, as if she'd be able to see it.
  608. "Nah, just hand me that flat object on the nightstand. It should be the nearest item to you."
  609. >From what you can tell, Fluttershy leans over and feels across the nightstand.
  610. >She  gets back into position and hands what she she picked up  to you.
  611. >Yup, this was it.
  612. >The reading light that you found in the desk of your office on  your first day.
  613. >You weren't much of a reader, but decided to keep it anyway.
  614. >After pressing the release latch, you attached the light to the back cover of the book and turned it on.
  615. >Minutes pass as you read to your friend.
  616. >After one chapter, you turn to her.
  617. "Anything yet?"
  618. >By the dim light, you can see her shake her head.
  619. >"I'm still wide awake, sorry. You can go back if you want; I'm sure I'll be fine."
  620. >You pat her head.
  621. "It's alright, I'm here because I want to be."
  622. >As usual, Fluttershy relaxes under your touch.
  623. "Hmm..."
  624. >Hey wait, she usually likes you to pet her...
  625. "I have something. One second here..."
  626. >You uncover your legs, then pat your lap.
  627. "If you're comfortable enough with this, come on over."
  628. >Fluttershy looks nervous at the thought; but almost giddy at the same time.
  629. >Soon, she crawls over and lays her head in your lap.
  630. >You place your hand on her back, then begin to stroke.
  631. >The shy pegasus closes her eyes as you rub her back.
  632. >As you pet her, you pull the cover over your arm and her body.
  633. >She crawls up a bit further on your lap.
  634. >Both of her front hooves are hanging over your legs now.
  635. >You move your hand up behind her ear.
  636. >The occasional murmur of pleasure escapes her lips as you continue with your hand.
  637. >Your next destination is the back of her head and neck.
  638. >Fluttershy's breathing slows down.
  639. "Feeling sleepy now?"
  640. >She slurs out something both inaudible, and incomprehensible.
  641. >Light snores start coming from where Fluttershy is rested on your lap.
  642. >Looks like your work here is done.
  643. >You try to move.
  644. >The little pony has you pinned down, holy shit.
  645. >It wouldn't be right to wake her up.
  646. >Actually, you're pretty drowsy yourself...
  647. >Ah fuck it. You forgot how comfortable this bed is.
  648. >It'll be easier to deal with the awkwardness after a night of sleep.
  649. >You rest your arm over the sleeping pony, and lie down.
  650.  
  651. >...
  652. >Your surroundings pop into view.
  653. >It's dark.
  654. >There is something warm pressing into your side.
  655. >It's also laying on your arm.
  656. >Oh, right. It's what's her face. Timid Tapioca. Something like that.
  657. >You're still too groggy to be excited about the fact that you are cuddling a pony from a cartoon for girls.
  658. >On the other hand, it could just be the fact that it's Fluttershy.
  659. >Not that there's anything wrong with her, all of the main characters are good; at least that's your opinion.
  660. >This pony was just kind of hard to notice; hell, you even forgot she exsited once a year ago!
  661. >She never really had a personality that struck a chord with you, either.
  662. >At least, that was in the show.
  663. >You've gotten to experience first hand what she's like now.
  664. >Fluttershy isn't bad at all. You can get along with her, and she's offered to help on numerous occasions.
  665. >She is also pretty dependant on you due to the rules of the thread.
  666. >Rules of the thread...
  667. >So far, everyone who has a pony that you've talked to had posted on that thread.
  668. >There is probably about an 80% of the thread rules being true, then.
  669. [spoiler]>Sex exists, and she will fall in love with you eventually...[/spoiler]
  670. >Oh shit... that part of the deal.
  671. >Love. She will fall in love with you.
  672. >If it's true, that leaves a couple questions to be answered.
  673. >The first one: when will it happen?
  674. >She DID warm up to you quick, just like the thread said.
  675. >You try to think of any hints in her actions that could signalfy an interest.
  676. >Fluttershy acted like she didn't want you to leave this morning. Was that because of loneliness, or something more?
  677. >Not to mention her reactions to you petting her.
  678. >She was almost hypnotised when you did that tonight.
  679. >Also, she is very affectionate. Is that just how ponies are?
  680. >The other question you have is the biggest one: Could you love her back?
  681. >Fluttershy is nice and all, but you couldn't really see yourself requiting the love.
  682. >Sure, you'd stick your dick in any of the ponies; but for some reason, your rarely seen beta side kicks in when you think about getting into a relationship with this pony solely for the sex.
  683. >It just doesn't sit right with you.
  684. >Not that she'd know that you were in it just for sex.
  685. >Another thought: Would she have fallen in love by her own will?
  686. >It seems like there'd have to be some sort of altered state of mind to make it work 100% of the time for each pony sent to Earth.
  687. >One other stray thought.
  688. >If she eventually admitted her feelings, and you turned her down, there's no telling what would happen.
  689. >Fluttershy could run away. She could lock herself up in shame and depression.
  690. >Something worse could happen.
  691. >So many questions, it's hard to think while you're so sleepy.
  692. >You're not sure what time it is, but you don't really care; your alarm will wake you up anyway.
  693. >With Fluttershy keeping your arm pinned down, and you being too tired to leave, you close your eyes.
  694. >You hug the pony tighter against yourself.
  695. >That's one thing you could admit; she's warm, soft, and kind of cute.
  696. >Again, you'll deal with the extreme awkwardness in the morning.
  697. >You are asleep again in a matter of seconds.
  698.  
  699. >"..."
  700. >"A...n..."
  701. >Eh..?
  702. >Silence.
  703. >Your consciousness sparks enough to make you lucid.
  704. >You crack open your dry eyes.
  705. >The light from the draped windows blurs into view as if you have woken up from a gunshot induced coma.
  706. >It's literally like a first person screen effect you'd see out of a video game.
  707. >That was one hell of a deep sleep last night.
  708. >Maybe it's because of the pony you used as a teddy bear?
  709. >Hell, if holding Fluttershy while sleeping improves the quality, it would be worth becoming a cuddle rapist.
  710. >You turn your head to look at the clock.
  711. >There's a problem, though. A distraction.
  712. >You notice something out of the corner of your eye.
  713. >Fluttershy's eyes are not closed.
  714. >They're open, and looking right at you.
  715. >You're ready for this; you know just what to say.
  716. "...Sup?"
  717. >Maybe you weren't THAT prepared.
  718. >"...Um... g-good m-morning..."
  719. >You stretch with your free arm.
  720. "Did you sleep well last night?"
  721. >That's right, act like nothing happened. In all actuality, nothing really DID happen!
  722. >She hasn't given you an immediate answer.
  723. >Your gaze falls to her face. A light blush rises on her cheeks, showing through her pale fur.
  724. >This still baffles you. You will never get over this. Even long after you're dead, you will be searching for an answer in whatever kind of afterlife you are sent to.
  725. >"I... I slept... well."
  726. >With a smile, you nod.
  727. "Good, I know I sure did."
  728. >It took you until now to notice, but Fluttershy is still pressed into you pretty hard; and it's not you keeping her there.
  729. >It doesn't look like she notices this.
  730. >You want to tease her so bad right now. You really do.
  731. >After the temptation has passed, you start trying to detach yourself from the pegasus.
  732. >She picks up on this; and when she does, scrambles off of your arm.
  733. >Fluttershy taps her front hooves together in embarrassment.
  734. >You go to sit up and- GODDAMN THIS FEELS WEIRD.
  735. >Your arm is numb as hell.
  736. >There are imprints of the wrinkles of the bedsheets on your arm.
  737. >Now what were you about to do before you got distracted?
  738. >Right, the clock.
  739. >It's 11 AM.
  740. >You overslept.
  741. >Why didn't your alarm go off?!
  742. "Son of a..."
  743. >You haven't been using this alarm. You've been using a small travel alarm that you put beside the living room couch.
  744. >There's a meeting at 11:45.
  745. >That's forty five minutes to get ready and get there.
  746. >Let's do this.
  747.  
  748. >Fluttershy watches in confusion as you hop across the hall with one leg inside your pants.
  749. >You mutter your plans out loud to yourself as you try to keep your balance.
  750. "Eleven twenty AM, the office is about twenty minutes away... I'll have five minutes to get to the meeting room.... Maybe I could break a few traffic laws?"
  751. >Pausing on one leg, you shudder.
  752. "No, I already learned the hard way not to tempt people armed with tasers... Fucking Eddie."
  753. >Eventually you get your pants on, and are now combing your hair as you tuck your shirt in.
  754. >The clock says 11:23 when you get the rest of your clothes on.
  755. >You dash to the door as fast as your legs can carry you.
  756. >"Anon wait..! Shouldn't you eat something before you leave?"
  757. >BITCH THERE AIN'T TIME FOR THIS.
  758. "Surewhynot"
  759. >You quickly grab a piece of bread from the nearby loaf, and continue to the door.
  760. >That's when you realize that Fluttershy hasn't eaten anything yet.
  761. "Uhhh... I'm sure you know how to make yourself food so just grab anything you want from the kitchen as long as you are sure what it is."
  762. >You check your watch, 11:25 AM.
  763. "Okaygottagoloveyoubye!"
  764. >With the speed of a slightly slower than normal Kenyan, you shut the door and head for your not broken car.
  765. >...
  766. "Alright Gerald, I think we made some good progress today. If they do decide to take this all the way to court, we'll be ready."
  767. >The man, your client, nods with a grin.
  768. >"Awesome!"
  769. >He gets up from his chair.
  770. >"You know, I never expected to have a lawsuit thrown at me by such a big name gaming company."
  771. >You smirk.
  772. "I never thought I'd be going against one."
  773. >He laughs, then nods.
  774. >"Alright, see you later, have a nice day!"
  775. "You too."
  776. >...
  777. >Once the meeting was over, you decided to go home.
  778. >As you drive home, you notice the weather got real warm in just a few days.
  779. >The sun is shining, and the temperature is rising.
  780. >This triggers memories of the family camping trips you used to take.
  781. >If the weather keeps improving, you know just what to do.
  782. >...
  783.  
  784. >You open the door to your house.
  785. >As you pass the threshold, the sounds of footsteps become audible.
  786. >Or hoof steps from your pony housemate.
  787. >Unless there is an intruder in your house, then it would more than likely be footsteps.
  788. >Except if that intruder is a quadruped with hooves, then it would be hoof steps.
  789. >Now you're just being absurd. It's probably not a problem. Probably.
  790. >As you get closer to the source of the sound, you can hear that the sounds of the steps definitley don't belong to a human.
  791. >A panicked voice accompanies the pacing.
  792. >"Oh dear... what do I do...?"
  793. >Sounds like Fluttershy; and she sounds worried.
  794. >Son of a bitch... Did she find the porn?
  795. >"He's here..!"
  796. >She heard you enter.
  797. >You find your pony friend frozen in place in the middle of your living room.
  798. >She's doing her best to act as if nothing is wrong.
  799. >Fluttershy found the porn, didn't she?
  800. >Sweat forms on your head as you speak.
  801. "I uh... Is everything okay here..?"
  802. >The small equine keeps her cool enough to reply.
  803. >"Y-yes! Everything is fine!"
  804. >You give her a nervous stare.
  805. "Are you sure? You sounded like you were having some sort of inner conflict when I came in."
  806. >Rapidly shaking her head, the pony responds.
  807. >"Nonono, I was just... wondering what to do next."
  808. >For some reason, you didn't believe that.
  809. >You would really like to know what is really going on in that head of hers, but you decide against being too pushy for now. Whatever it is, she could probably sort out on her own.
  810. >Your stomach growls.
  811. >The sun shines through the window to your left, warming the room up and nearly blinding you.
  812. >It's a really nice day out, it would almost be wrong to waste it in the house.
  813. "Hey Fluttershy, do you wanna go out with me?"
  814. >A look of surprise places itself on her face, along with a light blush.
  815. >Is she taking this in a romantic sense? From the looks of it, possibly so.
  816. >"S-sure! Wh... what would you like to do? That is, if you would like to decide..."
  817. >Well, you could be wrong, and any possible awkwardness might have passed now, so you decide to ignore that for now.
  818. >You scratch your chin in contemplation.
  819. >There's not much that can be done out in public that wouldn't lead to Fluttershy being found.
  820. >A plan brews in your brain.
  821. "Let's go out for lunch. Does that sound good to you?"
  822. >Your pony pal nods in agreement.
  823. >"That would be nice."
  824. >You're still hoping she didn't find any of your porn.
  825.  
  826. >After getting in your car, you open the door to the passenger seat.
  827. >It opens and reveals Fluttershy on the other side. You motion for her to get in.
  828. >She does as she's told, and climbs into the seat next to you.
  829. "Alright, strap in. If we crash, at least you won't go flying through the windshield."
  830. >The butterscotch pegasus looks at you quizzically.
  831. >You point at the windshield in front of you.
  832. "This window here. It keeps the wind and other debris from flying into your face as you move."
  833. >She "Oh"s, understanding what you said.
  834. >"So, um... How do we do that? Strap in, I mean."
  835. >Tutorial time!
  836. "It's that belt that is looped through the pulley mechanism on the side of the wall to your right."
  837. >Leaning over, you grab the seat belt by the buckle.
  838. "This thing, to be exact. You take it and..."
  839. >Slowly so Fluttershy can see it, you hook the belt under her chin, and latch the belt into place.
  840. "Buckle it in like that!"
  841. >It's a bit too big for the smaller pegasus, but it fits; a little security is better than none.
  842. >She shifts uncomfortably as the seatbelt cuts into her neck.
  843. >"U-um... I don't mean to bother you, but... It's really hurting my neck..."
  844. >Guess she can't use the full thing.
  845. >Taking the shoulder section of the belt, you take it from under her chin, and put it behind her.
  846. "Better?"
  847. >A sheepish smile paints her face and she nods.
  848. >You swear to god you heard that squeaky toy sound effect when she did that.
  849. >Now that that is out of the way, you twist the key and the engine roars to life.
  850. >It doesn't seem to sit well with your passenger though; because she gets noticeably nervous.
  851. >Right, this is her first time in a car, it's understandable that she wouldn't be used to it.
  852. >You turn to her with a reassuring smile.
  853. "It's okay, we'll be fine. You can trust me to get us there safely."
  854. >Fluttershy nods, a concerned look still on her face.
  855. >This won't do. You can't have a panicking pony in your passenger seat as you drive.
  856. >You have to maintain a certain speed, too.
  857. "Hmm..."
  858. >You could always do a test drive around your block. Not many cars ever seem to pass by.
  859. >It's a better idea than nothing.
  860. "Let's start out slow, does that sound good?"
  861. >She replies in a voice that matches the small rumbles of the car.
  862. >"I-I would like that, if that's okay with you."
  863. >With a nod, you turn back to the steering wheel.
  864. >Once the car is shifted into reverse, you pull out of the garage; then you go down your driveway onto the road.
  865. >You start off slow, going at about fifteen miles per hour.
  866. >As you drive down the road, you turn your head to see if Timid Tapioca is doing any better.
  867. >She's hunkered down, covering her head with her hooves.
  868. "Fluttershy. You can uncover your face, see? It's not that bad."
  869. >You reach over and gently shake her; doing your best to keep your eyes on the road as you do.
  870. >It doesn't seem to be working too well.
  871. "We're going slower than you probably fly right now. At least, that's my guess."
  872. >You keep your hand on her withers as you drive.
  873. "It's okay, we're going really slow; I've also been doing this for a long time. You can trust me."
  874. >Slowly, she brings her hooves away from her face.
  875. "Go on, take a look out the window, no one is around."
  876. >The timid mare wordlessly rises her head and after struggling with the belt, peeks her head over the door and out the passenger window.
  877. >While she looks out the window, you slowly pick up the speed.
  878. >"You're right... It's not that bad."
  879. >This should be easier. Now you both can get on with the day.
  880. >Once the turn comes along, you exit the residential area and pick up the speed.
  881. >Fluttershy is a bit tense as you increase the speed, but gets used to it faster than she did earlier.
  882. "Okay, we're going to be entering some more populated areas here soon. Could  you keep your head down, please?"
  883. >She understands; both of you discussed the whole "You can't be seen" thing again before you left.
  884. >"It's okay, I can do that."
  885. >The car continues down the road to your next destination.
  886.  
  887. >It was a bit hard to think of where to go earlier, but you eventually decided on one of the local fast food restaurants.
  888. >Well, that's where you plan to get the food. You know of a nice private place to eat at.
  889. >It's not one of those big fast food chains, just a family owned burger joint.
  890. >You spend the rest of the short trip to the restaurant making small talk and discussing plans to avoid sight.
  891. >It takes about fifteen minutes to reach your objective.
  892. >As you pull into the parking lot, you tell Fluttershy to keep her head down below the window.
  893. >Deciding it would be the best course of action, you park as far away from the buiding as possible; all the spots are empty over there as well.
  894. >There is only about three other cars in the lot, and they are far away. This is perfect.
  895. "Before I go in, could you cover up with this?"
  896. >You hold up a fairly large towel, one big enough to cover her up without looking like it was trying to conceal something.
  897. >Maybe you didn't need to take this level of precaution, but you can never be too careful.
  898. >"Sure."
  899. >With a flick of the wrist, you cover up Fluttershy with the towel.
  900. >Great, you can't even tell that she's under there; it just looks like you carelessly tossed it aside.
  901. >The heap of fabric wiggles a bit, and part of her eye becomes visible through a small gap in the drying utensil.
  902. >You giggle a bit at the sight.
  903. "I'll be back in just a bit."
  904. >With that, you exit the car and head for the restaurant.
  905. >...
  906. >There is no line inside, so you get to place your order immediatley.
  907. >As you wait for them to bring the food out, you see a huge guy step through the doors.
  908. >He's sweating, presumably from the walk to the building.
  909. >Jesus, how far away did he park?
  910. >"Excuse me, sir? That'll be ten ninety five."
  911. >You must have zoned out.
  912. >When you're done paying for the food, you walk out.
  913. >From your current latitude and longitude, you see a car parked right next to yours.
  914. >It appears to be empty.
  915. >That obese guy was the only person to enter the place while you were inside.
  916. >You can understand if it was for excersise, but come on! He parked right next to you?
  917. >Some men just want to watch the world burn.
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