Fluttershy is Important?


                                            A one-shot I wrote for a prompt at the end (to avoid spoilers) that came out kinda bad imo. Oh well.


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                                            >You wake.

                                            >It's almost noon.

                                            >You're well rested.

                                            >You furrow your brows and concentrate.

                                            >...Yep, this is literally the first day since Fluttershy first saw you she hasn't woken you with a guess at your fetish.

                                            >Unfortunately that also means this is the first day you have woken up late for work.


                                            >You jog up to Big Mac, huffing and sweating.

                                            Damn, I'm sorry big guy, I overslept.

                                            >"Eyup."

                                            It shouldn't happen again.

                                            >"Sure won't, else we might got a problem."

                                            >You give Big Mac a salute and he grins.

                                            >Ponies seem to get a kick out of that.

                                            >You get started on the day's work. As it turns out fingers are real handy around the farm.


                                            >An hour or two later, Applejack walks up to you, looking worried.

                                            >"Howdy Anon. You got a minute?"

                                            'Course, AJ. What's up?

                                            >"Well I guess you didn't know it but Fluttershy's real down in the dumps today and no one's quite sure why."

                                            I wondered why she didn't wake me this morning.

                                            >"Twilight asked me to check with you, since y'all spend so much time together."

                                            She seemed fine yesterday. Another wacky fetish guess, another boot sending her home. Same as every other day.

                                            >Applejack sighs, "Yeah, I s'pose asking you was a bit of a long shot."

                                            >She turns to leave and says, "I'm takin' the day off to help Twilight so once you finish up here, you're pretty much done too. Enjoy."

                                            >She trots away.

                                            >You look down at the equipment you're fiddling with.

                                            >You're already just about done, so looks like you have most of the day off.


                                            >On your way back into town, you notice the town seems to be bustling more than usual.

                                            >Ponies rushing to and fro, animal pets scurrying around on little errands you guess.

                                            >You walk through the crowd, intending to enjoy your Fluttershy-free and work-free day thoroughly.

                                            >As you approach the town square, Twilight canters up to you.

                                            >"Anon! Oh dear, have you heard about Fluttershy?"

                                            Yeah, AJ told me she's down in the dumps! Seems like I'll finally get one day undisturbed.

                                            >She scoffs, "Undisturbed!? Do you see the state of the town?"

                                            >You take another look around.

                                            >Most of the ponies rushing around seem to look worried and scared.

                                            >Most of the animals scurrying look anxious and upset.

                                            >"Just one day, Anon! One single day without Fluttershy and the animals go mad! It's like they're all upset because she's upset, and she won't talk to anyone."

                                            Wow, that sucks. Listen, I would really like to enjoy my day off, so--

                                            >"Anon! How are you gonna enjoy anything with all the animals gone crazy? You have to talk to Fluttershy."

                                            What? Bullshit. Aren't you the princess of friendship or something? Go be a friend!

                                            >Twilight huffs but turns and gallops away.

                                            >Alright, back to enjoying yourself.


                                            >You step into the bakery, mouth already watering at the thought of your favorite pastries.

                                            >So you are doubly upset to find no customers and no one behind the counter.

                                            Uh, hello?

                                            >"EEP!"

                                            >You peer over the counter to find Pinkie Pie cowering behind the register.

                                            Pinkie? What're you doing?

                                            >She leaps up, grabs you by the collar and roughly drags you over the counter to the floor beside her.

                                            Wha... pink-OOF

                                            >She shoves a muffin into your mouth and squeaks, "Quiet! He'll hear you!"

                                            >Your mouth is too busy with muffin to talk so you make a questioning grunt sound.

                                            >"Gummy! He's just gone mad!"

                                            >You hear a crash from above.

                                            >Pinkie Pie screams and dashes into the back room as Gummy drops onto her from above, clamping down on her ear.

                                            >Ugh. Guess no pastries then, aside from this random muffin.

                                            >You step outside and Pinkie somehow pops out from a nearby bush.

                                            >"Anon! This has to be because of Fluttershy! Please help?"

                                            >You scowl and keep walking past her.


                                            >As you walk, a piercing wail catches your attention, despite you trying very hard not to care about the commotion around you.

                                            >You realize it came from Rarity's house.

                                            >You sigh.

                                            >Nothing to be done for it. No way you're gonna let the thickest ass in town get hurt.

                                            >You throw the door open and call out

                                            Rarity? You alright in here?

                                            >A white ball of hatred flies toward your head and you just barely dodge out of the way.

                                            >You turn around to see a hilariously fat cat sprint away from the house at top speed.

                                            >At the sound of another wail, you look back inside and see Rarity.

                                            >She's writhing on the ground in the midst of a pile of shredded cloth, her horn glowing as she pitifully throws tattered pieces of clothing around.

                                            Rarity. RARITY. HEY!

                                            >She twists on the ground to stare at you, tears streaking her face, [spoiler]ass still jiggling from the effort of twisting around[/spoiler]

                                            >"Anoooon! My beautiful dresses!" She sobs, "Opal destroyed WEEKS of work and DECADES of my sanity!"

                                            >She flops again and whines pathetically.

                                            Oh for fucks sake, do I have to do everything around here?


                                            >Twilight, distracted by her latest efforts of trying to capture a raging ball of white fur and loathing, doesn't notice you step up behind her.

                                            >You decide to try something you've always wanted to do.

                                            >You slap her ass.

                                            >It jiggles nearly as nicely as Rarity's.

                                            >Your success is short lived though as Twilight yelps and kicks backwards with surprising speed, both hooves landing square in the middle of your solar plexus.

                                            >The breath whooshes out of you and an explosion of tingling and pain collapses your legs and you fall to the ground.

                                            >Twilight turns around looking both startled and angry.

                                            >"Anon! By Celestia what were you thinking? That kind of kick is entirely reflex, I couldn't have stopped if I tried!"

                                            >Worth.

                                            >Eventually you wheeze out.

                                            Alright... I'll help... with Fluttershy.

                                            >Twilight doesn't even pause to answer. Her horn glows, tingling surrounds your body, and you are blinded by a flash of light.


                                            >Your senses slowly regain themselves and you realize you are in front of Fluttershy's cottage.

                                            >Fucking teleportation.

                                            Dammit Twi... you know I hate that.

                                            >"Well I hate my entire village in uproar because you're too stubborn to talk to Fluttershy!"

                                            >You realize you're actually still a fair distance from the cottage.

                                            >There is what seems to be a sea of churning fur between you and the cottage.

                                            Uh... what's all that?

                                            >"Most of the upset animals have gathered in front of Fluttershy's house and are refusing to let anyone approach."

                                            And I guess I'll just waltz right through them?

                                            >"Yep. I'm hoping they'll know you're probably what Fluttershy wants."

                                            Hoping.

                                            >"Yeah, hurry up and get walking. Chaos in Ponyville, remember?"

                                            >She slaps your ass with her hoof.

                                            Hey!

                                            >She giggles, "Payback." Then she sets a hoof firmly on your ass and shoves, hard.

                                            >Ponies always surprise you with how strong they are.


                                            >You stumble forward a bit, then step up to the sea of animals.

                                            >Mostly small critters like birds, bunnies, turtles...

                                            >But there are bears and wolves and other dangers mixed in.

                                            >You bless your pony loving stars when, as you approach, the animals pause, look at you, then step carefully to the side, waiting expectantly... but still looking very angry.

                                            >You hesitate, then step forward.

                                            >More animals move aside. A few more steps and they close in behind you.

                                            >Shit. No turning back now.

                                            >When you make it to Fluttershy's door, guarded by two large wolves, you knock gently.

                                            >You hear a faint sniff.

                                            Fluttershy? It's me.

                                            >A whimper.

                                            Can I come in?

                                            >"...yes."

                                            >You open the door.


                                            >It's dark inside.

                                            >All the curtains are closed.

                                            >Aside from the thin beam of sunlight shining through the door, you can't see anything with your eyes adjusted to the bright outdoors.

                                            >You close the door, silencing the bustle of hundreds of animals.

                                            Fluttershy, what's going on?

                                            >A sniff, then silence.

                                            >Your eyes slowly adjusting to the light, you begin to make out a faint lump on her couch.

                                            >Can't believe you're actually going to do this.

                                            >You step up to the couch and kneel.

                                            >You sigh and place a hand on the lump.

                                            >It twitches and you hear a sharp intake of breath, followed by a faint whimper.

                                            ...Fluttershy?

                                            >Suddenly, she twists around and wraps her arms around you, sobbing into your chest.

                                            >"I just... want... to be with... you." She whispers.

                                            >You've frozen, at a total loss what to do.

                                            >She continues, "I've loved you from... from the first moment I saw you. I just..." She wails, "I don't know what to do!"

                                            >You awkwardly pat her neck. Your eyes have more or less adjusted and you see her look up at your face.

                                            >"Anon..." She hiccups, "Why do you hate me?"

                                            Uh... I mean, mostly the constant stalking and attempts at rape. That sucks pretty hard.

                                            >"W-Why are you... here, then?"

                                            >You sigh heavily.

                                            As much as I hate to admit it, looks like you're pretty vital to the well being of the town. Have you looked outside?

                                            >She shakes her head.

                                            Did you talk to the animals?

                                            >"Well last n-night, I rambled to Angel for a while... eventually I f-fell asleep crying."

                                            Yeah, so, I think Angel went out and spread the word when you didn't get up this morning. All the animals have gone mad.

                                            >"I don't care."

                                            Yes you do. You think I don't know you after all this time?

                                            >She looks down and doesn't respond.

                                            >You sigh again.

                                            Fluttershy, you're effectively holding Ponyville hostage in exchange for... me?

                                            >"I'm not doing anything. I've been here doing nothing all morning. I left you alone like you clearly want."

                                            Bullshit. You know exactly what's happening outside.

                                            >Her ears flatten but she doesn't respond.

                                            >Welp.

                                            >You're probably the only one who can save this damn town.

                                            >You decide you need to do something drastic.

                                            >You think of Twilight, flailing helpless around the town.

                                            >You think of Pinkie, terrified of her own beloved pet.

                                            >You think of Applejack and Big Mac, their farm probably torn up by marauding animals.

                                            >You think of Rarity's ass, perpetually jiggling as she writhes on the floor.

                                            >Wait shit, now you're getting hard.

                                            >Fluttershy, pressed up against you, notices immediately.

                                            >Well, I guess this happening.

                                            >You put a hand on Fluttershy's cheek and lift her head to face yours.

                                            >You pull her into a gentle kiss.

                                            >Initially, she is too stunned to respond, but she recovers rapidly and responds enthusiastically.

                                            >She writhes around on the couch and presses her body up against yours.

                                            >It's not bad, honestly, at least when she's not being violently forceful.

                                            >You pull back and place a finger on her lips.

                                            Nuh uh.

                                            >She pouts.

                                            You go outside and you calm the animals. Even if it takes all day, you fix what you've done today.

                                            >"...and then?"

                                            ...And then I'll return and we'll see what happens then.

                                            >Fluttershy stares at you for a long moment.

                                            >Finally, she pulls away and sniffs.

                                            >"I guess that's all I can ask for."

                                            >She hops down from the couch and slowly walks up to the front door, the pauses.

                                            >"I'm sorry, Anon... for what it's worth."

                                            And I don't hate you, for what that's worth.

                                            >She turns back and looks you in the eye.

                                            >"I'll see you tonight."

                                            >She steps out the door.

                                            >You look around the room.

                                            >You think about your life.

                                            >You realize what just happened.

                                            >You realize what's coming.

                                            >You swear under you breath...

                                            [spoiler]Fucking Fluttershy[/spoiler]


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                                            This was inspired by this prompt from the request bin here: https://pastebin.com/rZU1Hbqy

                                            "Shy is sad, and strangely, too sad to guess another fetish for Anon. Anon doesn't want to have a nuisance back in his life so he goes on without her, but to his dismay he finds that she is a far more integral part of his life than what he realizes."