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House Arrested Bird (still working title)

By Jchallo8
Created: 14th January 2022 10:19:38 PM
16th January 2022 06:13:01 PM

  1. Saw a pic of Fluttershy having a mugshot photo, got inspired.
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  4. >It took everything in you to process the news in a calm manner.
  5. >You were wrapped in a warm blanket by the fireplace, indulging yourself in a spy thriller book.
  6. >Hot coco emitting steam from your coffee table.
  7. >This was supposed to be your day off after a 2 week stretch of work.
  8. >Yeah, your one day off.
  9. >"Anon, did you hear me? Hello?"
  10. >You pinch the bridge of your nose while a pair of magenta stares at you, eager for an answer.
  11. "I heard you, Rainbow." You reply through your teeth, cutting your eyes to the shattered window in your living room that's letting in the brutal cold.
  12. >There's a legitimate blood flood going on within you.
  13. >In under a minute, you now have to fix your window, sweep up the glass and you have to not only go out into the horrid cold, but you also have to put your hard-earned bits up for Fluttershy's bail.
  14. >"Sooo... are you going to bail her out or...?"
  15. >If there is one word you embody right now, it would be Livid.
  16. >You calmly place your reading glasses on the coffee table before addressing Dash.
  17. >Breath in.
  18. >Exhale.
  19. "Help me understand how Fluttershy got locked up for public indecency when you ponies are already in the nude twenty-four seven?"
  20. >"She umm... MAY have kept a pair of your boxers under her wing, dropped them in the marketplace when somep0ny bumped into her and-"
  21. >Tuning Rainbow out, the images of Fluttershy trying to pick them back up then sneaking a sniff come to mind.
  22. >Naturally, she lost what little of a mind she had left.
  23. >Goddamn, tough to see Fluttershy delve into degeneracy. The mental deterioration is real.
  24. >You blink a few times then leer to the left for a moment, face devoid of emotion.
  25. >A beat of silence.
  26. >Finally, the primal urge to choke Rainbow for being associated with Fluttershy subsided.
  27. >"Anon?"
  28. >You sigh as you get up from your recliner.
  29. "I'll get my coat."
  30. >Fucking Fluttershy.
  31.  
  32. "You know you're paying for my window, right?"
  33. >Dash rolls her eyes, slouching in her seat.
  34. >"Whatever."
  35. >With your arms crossed, you scan the police doing office work in the station while you wait for Fluttershy to finally come out.
  36. >The station was warm enough, but your mind is at home.
  37. >You're not sure what you're gonna say to Fluttershy when you see her.
  38. >"Ugh, how much longer is this going to take?"
  39. >Her question goes unanswered, even though that's what you're also thinking.
  40. "It's called a door. Have you ever heard of knocking?"
  41. >"Huh? You're still salty about your window?"
  42. "As cold as it is now, you're lucky that--"
  43. >You stop yourself from going further.
  44. >Aggravated assault on an Element of Harmony in the heart of a police station isn't ideal.
  45. >Although, you wish you can wipe her smug grin off of her face.
  46. >"So, why aren't you and Fluttershy talking anymore?"
  47. >Your ire is flaring up way too easily as of late.
  48. >Dash must think she's slick trying to change the subject.
  49. "I've been busy."
  50. >"C'mon Anon don't COP out like that."
  51. "Ugh, Dash I'm already in a foul mood, pun usage isn't going help you, or your throat."
  52. >"What's that supposed to mean?"
  53. "It means you best protect ya neck."
  54. >Fluttershy is escorted out into the area walking out of the hallway, she makes eye contact with you and immediately hides her face behind her mane.
  55. >The officer escorting her tips his hat as you and Dash get out of your seat.
  56. >"Hey." Fluttershy says, her eyes having a sparkle to them.
  57. "Officer, can we chat for a moment?"
  58. >As you two take a sidebar, the mares chat among themselves.
  59. >The officer explains the situation that Fluttershy will be looking at.
  60. >A court date in a month, possibly looking at a fine if not some kind of minor time.
  61. >She's an element of harmony and first offense so the judge might take it easy on her.
  62. >Although, schlicking it in the middle of a busy marketplace is hard to defend.
  63. >"Anon, can we go now?" Dash asks.
  64.  
  65.  
  66. >You turn back to the officer, thanking him for his patience.
  67. >The officer nudges your hip, "I'd advise keeping a close eye on her until the court date. Dropping five hundred bits for a bail is hefty."
  68. >He has a point. All those hard-earned bits would go to waste if she gets into trouble again.
  69. >You hate to have to do this, but you'll need to place her under "house arrest" only it'll be your home sweet home.
  70. >Ugh, there's bound to be some Fluttershenanigans, but you'll have to put on your 'Authority Figure' hat.
  71.  
  72.  
  73. >"What happened to your window, Anon?"
  74. >It's a good thing you weren't too far from the station, you invited Fluttershy into your home.
  75. >Warmed up some hot cocoa but no marshmallows for her. Fuck her.
  76. >From across the kitchen table, you just stared at Fluttershy with apathy as she nurses her cup, not saying a word.
  77. >However, you will admit you're loving the pang of guilt Fluttershy is feeling right now.
  78. >AND she's five hundred bits in the hole for you.
  79. "Fluttershy,"
  80. >Her ears perk up, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised.
  81. >"Y-you're actually talking to me again?"
  82. "I have to. I need you to understand something. Since I've bailed you out, you owe me."
  83.  
  84.  
  85. >She tilts her head.
  86. "Which means until your court date, you're going to stay here. I gotta make sure you stay out of trouble."
  87. >Fluttershy blinks a few times.
  88. "Understand that if you get arrested again, I ain't bailing you out. That doesn't mean you're gonna lounge in my place for a month."
  89. >She shakes her head as she places a hoof on her chest, in some pathetic attempt of trying to look prideful.
  90. >"Oh, I would never-"
  91. "You're doing all the housework, landscaping, and may even fix that window if Dash doesn't have the bits to fix it by the end of the week."
  92. >"Wait, so I'm your slave? What's the downside~?"
  93. >You get out of your chair then walk to the light switch in the dining area to flip it off, leaving Fluttershy in the dark.
  94. >Walking toward your stairs, Fluttershy calls out.
  95. >"Wait, what about dinner?"
  96. "Eat glass."
  97. >"Are you going to bed already, sweetie? Need company~?"
  98. "The couch by the broken window will be yours while you stay here."
  99. >"C-can I snuggle up with you? I'll get cold."
  100. "You've got fur."
  101.  
  102.  
  103. >You get nice and toasty under your covers, the only light in your room is the one Luna provides.
  104. >It sucks you have work tomorrow, but you'll enjoy your rest.
  105. >Closing your eyes, you embrace the abyss, but not before hearing hoofsteps clop up the stairs.
  106. >Your wide-open eyes look toward your bedroom door as the steps get closer.
  107. >The door handle jiggles a little as Fluttershy calls out from the other side of the door.
  108. >"Anon? are you awake?"
  109. >After a moment, she sighs, a thud occurs against the door.
  110. >From the sound of it, seems like she'll sleep on the floor by your bedroom door.
  111. >"Goodnight Anon."
  112.  
  113.  
  114. >"Eeep, ow!"
  115. "Fuck out the way goddamnit."
  116. >You had forgotten Fluttershy slept by your bedroom door.
  117. >Thank fuck you caught yourself from stumbling. It was bad enough you almost had a Final Destination incident in the shower.
  118. >Nicked yourself shaving twice.
  119. >Shitter's clogged.
  120. >And now you gotta deal with this.
  121. >"S-sorry."
  122. "Go make yourself useful."
  123. >She closes her eyes for a moment, letting her head go limp, hitting the floor.
  124. >Looks like she didn't get much rest.
  125. >Her mane looks like it survived a hurricane, bags under her eyes and you take note of her occasional shivers.
  126. >Not your fault though, you didn't tell her to sleep on the floor.
  127. "Get up."
  128. >"Okay okay."
  129. >The grimace on her face as she struggles to get on her hooves was a soothing painting to you.
  130. >And her popping her bones as she stretches, groaning in pain all the while? Goddamn music.
  131. >"Owww," she whines, massaging the right side of her neck with a hoof.
  132. >A crick in the neck too? Bonus.
  133. >"Anoon, my neck."
  134. "Yes?"
  135. >"It hurts."
  136. "Sounds like a personal problem."
  137. >The defeated look on her face is one to cherish.
  138. >"A-Anon I know I m-messed up, but can you give me a break, please?"
  139. "A break is for working ponies."
  140. >Maybe it's the morning grumpiness in her, but she showed a little backbone when she rolled her eyes.
  141. >"Why are you being such a-"
  142. "Grab some firewood from the backyard, I'll make coffee."
  143.  
  144. "Pfff, how are these two capable of running a kingdom?"
  145. >Luna and Celestia are at it again, according to the local newspaper.
  146. >Apparently, they're wasting taxpayer money on turning the castle into a paintball war zone. The best three out of five capture the flag games decide who does who's work for the next century.
  147. >You bring your cup of warm joe to your mouth but frown slightly from the cold wind brushing against your face.
  148. >Your eyes drift over to the shattered window, and your storm of rage starts brewing up again.
  149. "Fucking Dash."
  150. >However, focus shifts when the backdoor hits the wall adjacent to it, letting even more cold air into the house.
  151. >Fluttershy flies in, carrying a stack of chopped wood in her arms.
  152. "Fuck's sake Fluttershy close the door, you're letting the cold in."
  153. >She faces back as she uses her tail to close the door.
  154. "Also, when you're done putting the wood in the fireplace, take a crack at unclogging the toilet in my bathroom. The log has the density of a black hole."
  155. >You turn away grinning like a mad cunt, but you can feel Fluttershy's glare hitting the back of your neck.
  156.  
  157.  
  158. >"Why are you being such an asshole?" Bon Bon asks as she finishes restocking her jar of hard candies in her shop.
  159. >Bon Bon is stepping up in the world, got herself a nice little candy shop. Makes a killing when school gets out.
  160. >You're her only employee for right now, although Lyra helps out occasionally.
  161. >Thankfully yesterday wasn't too busy.
  162. >You pick out a candy from her jar then lean against the glass counter.
  163. "If you knew the shit she put me through, even Ghandi would sign off on this."
  164. >"I love that you assume I know who that is. But c'mon, dial it back a little."
  165. >You dismiss her advice with an 'eh', then unwrap the candy as Bon Bon opens up the cash register to do a quick till count.
  166. "I did mention that I put up five hundred bits to bail her out last night, right?"
  167. >Upon hearing the news, both Bon Bon and her cash register make a screech of panic in unison.
  168. >Putting a hoof on her up for a moment, she takes a breath.
  169. >"HOW MUCH?!"
  170. "Five hundred. Five Big Ones. Five Jives, no turkey."
  171. >"Is she your wife? I wouldn't put up fifty to bail out Lyra."
  172. "Don't even joke like that, you know you'd look out for Ly-ly."
  173. >Her eyelids squint to a mere slit. "Don't. Even. Go there."
  174. >You pop the candy in your mouth then back away with your hands up.
  175. "Calm down, I was only saying you two are close."
  176. >"So what? You're gonna shell out five hundred for a mare you can't stand? Also, you gonna pay for that?"
  177. "You're really gonna bother me for a Bit?"
  178. >Bon Bon raises an eyebrow, casting a stern Boss look that makes you reconsider, so you dig in your pocket.
  179. "Fuck's sake, fine. I like my job."
  180. >"That's a good goy."
  181. >You close your eyes, shaking your head.
  182. "Remind me again why I taught you that word?"
  183.  
  184. >"O-oh, back so soon?" Fluttershy asks, answering your door.
  185. "Bon Bon gave me two hours for a lunch break, figured I eat at home. Save some money and all."
  186. >"Oh, yay."
  187. >Eugh, what the hell kinda 'yay' was that? Half-assed, uninspired. Just gross.
  188. >"I'll make you something."
  189. "Sounds good. I'll be in my room, just come up with it when it's ready."
  190. >"Okay."
  191. >Goddamn, that was even less enthusiastic.
  192. >The mare must've been working non-stop.
  193. >You step inside and head for your room since you need to take a piss.
  194. >After opening the door, a smile crept on your face upon smelling a warm cinnamon fragrance.
  195. >Bed has been made, and the sheets are fresh.
  196. >The hardwood floors are shining, and all dust bunnies have been terminated.
  197. >And she alphabetized your little bookshelf too.
  198. >Walking into your bathroom you had an even greater surprise.
  199. >The grout between the tiles is free of any gunk, the showerhead also sparking.
  200. >No yellow specks on the rim of the toilet seat, and the turd demon is gone.
  201. "Not too bad, Fluts."
  202.  
  203.  
  204. >You were in the middle of reading the spy thriller when Fluttershy knocked on your door about fifteen minutes after you got into your room.
  205. >"A-anon?"
  206. "It's open."
  207. >The door opens and Fluttershy hoves your way with a tray that has a closed beer bottle and a sandwich that's already pre-cut diagonally.
  208. >She lays it on your nightstand, then floats back toward the door.
  209. "Do I need to check for drugs?"
  210. >She stops hovering, letting her hooves touch the ground, turning back to you.
  211. >"N-no I promise. I would never-"
  212. >You shoot her a 'really?' look.
  213. >"I mean, I wouldn't go that far anymore."
  214. >You shrug and take a bite, and are pleasantly surprised by your BLT.
  215. >"Anon, I-I understand why you don't trust me right now," she says, rubbing her foreleg with the other, looking away. "But I want you to know I'm sorry, about everything."
  216. "Uh-huh."
  217. >"Honestly, I don't blame you for being this way. All the jobs I got you fired from, that really expensive hospital bill that one time..."
  218. "I told you Water Buffalos weren't my fetish."
  219. >"B-but I do want us to be friends again. I miss watching late night tv with you..."
  220. "I had to pawn it off because of that hefty hospital bill, remember?"
  221. >"How do I fix this? You have me to yourself for the month, can we at least get along?"
  222. >Those beyond broken sad eyes do tug the heartstrings something fierce.
  223. >And you recall Bon Bon's advice of 'dialing it back', and her question.
  224. >Why did you bail her out?
  225. >After a moment of contemplation, and enjoying the slight crunch of the bacon in your BLT, you reached a decision.
  226. "Eh, we'll see."
  227. >Your beer spills from Fluttershy hugging your neck so tightly.
  228. >"Oh thank you thank you thank you!"
  229. "Goddamnit, I said 'we'll see'. Fuck off."
  230. >She loosens her grip, then meets eyes with you.
  231. >"Mhm, but I also know what that's code for~"
  232. "Fuck you."
  233. >She nuzzles into your neck, cooing.
  234. >"So Anon, want a blowjob?"
  235. "I regret this decision already."
  236.  
  237.  
  238.  
  239. -The Next Day-
  240.  
  241.  
  242. "Alright, I don't know where you got the plywood, but that'll have do for now," you say, pinching your chin as you look at the plywood that's in place of the glass for the window Dash broke.
  243. >It'll keep some of the cold out, but Dash is still gonna pay for it.
  244. >You look over to Fluttershy.
  245. "Good work."
  246. >"So... coffee~?"
  247. >She quirks an eyebrow in a manner that only disappoints you.
  248. >But looking past her degenerate facade, you can tell it was a joke since she actually brewed up coffee.
  249. >The smell of hazelnut hitting your nostrils was kind of a hint.
  250. >You check the clock on that wall, noting you've got a couple of hours before work.
  251. "Sure," you start walking toward her as she inhaled.
  252. >You cover the entirety of her face with a hand while you walk by her.
  253. "No squee-ing in the house."
  254. >Fluttershy opens her mouth to lick the palm of your hand and you immediately snatch it away.
  255. >"Yes sir~"
  256. "Christ, cool off."
  257. >She floats behind you, "oh soooo sorry mister unknooown," she begins in a sing-song tone, clearly feigning innocence, "it's just I get soooo stimulated when I'm around you~"
  258. "Just get the coffee."
  259. >"Oh, sure thing master."
  260. >You let out an annoyed groan as you take a seat at the kitchen table.
  261. "Fucking hell."
  262.  
  263.  
  264.  
  265. >You need a moment, the lack of Fluttershy's presence for the past few month has lowered your threshold for her bullshit.
  266. >After contemplating for a few minutes, Fluttershy swoops to the table with your coffee.
  267. >"So, what are you doing today, Anon?"
  268. >Before you can answer your question, the mail mare crashes through the window that Fluttershy 'kinda' fixed.
  269. >You were confused for a moment upon seeing Derpy rubbing her head with a bashful smile, and the wood on the floor doesn't look splintered off but rather shattered like glass pieces
  270. "Hey Derpy, what brings you through my window?"
  271. >"You have an urgent message."
  272. >She pulls the envelope out of her mailbag, Fluttershy flies over to retrieve it.
  273. >On her way over to you, you replay Derpy's entrance a few times in your head and find only a question standing out in your head: 'why did I hear shattering?'
  274. "Wait a minute what the fuck? Derpy how the fuck do you shatter wood?"
  275. >She shrugs as she laughs nervously then she's off.
  276. >You open the letter to find Bon Bon decided to give you today off as well.
  277. >Something about her and Lyra doing a thing today.
  278. >Probably munching on carpet but to each their own.
  279. >Your internal dialogue of reading the letter got clouded from Fluttershy cooing right into your ear, doing her usual snuggle assault.
  280. >"Oooh, you have the day off? Whatever shall we do~?"
  281. "What do you mean we? You've got some snow plowing to do."
  282. >You savor the dread that's on Fluttershy's face.
  283. >Her eyes shift to the window that's letting in the snow.
  284. "Oh, and you'll have to fix that window, again."
  285.  
  286.  
  287. >"B-but Anooon."
  288. >You pro-actively use your elbow to distance Fluttershy, she was attempting her 'bad touch' hugging again.
  289. "I ain't trying to hear it. Get to work."
  290. >"Oh Anon please can I do it later? I won't harass you for the rest of the day."
  291. >You let out a healthy chuckle from the gut.
  292. "Wait a minute," you say, a legitimate smile on your face out of sheer amusement.
  293. >"Do we have a deal?"
  294. "Are you really trying to cut a deal despite ALREADY owing me five hundred bits to bail you out of jail?"
  295. >Fluttershy's mouth was open, ready to reply but nothing came forth, except stuttering.
  296. >You dwell in the silence for a moment.
  297. "Refuted. The snow shovel is in the shed out back."
  298. >You pick up on her groaning under her breath as she walks to the back.
  299. "Also, we're gonna need more firewood."
  300. >She looks up to the ceiling as she takes a deep breath.
  301. >"Okay..."
  302.  
  303.  
  304. "Put some elbow grease in that bitch."
  305. >You lean against the door frame of your front door as you supervise Fluttershy cleaning up your front steps.
  306. >Naturally, you're chuckling behind your smug grin and your mug of hot cocoa and Gin.
  307. >Like two splashes of Gin, to take the edge off.
  308. >You're in a comfy jacket with plenty of layers underneath so the cold doesn't cut through you while Fluttershy struggles with her task.
  309. >"You could help you know."
  310. "Nah, I've got the day off. You have me mistaken if you think I'm doing jack shit."
  311. >Upon the words leaving your mouth, the head of the shovel breaks off.
  312. "What in..."
  313. >Due to ingesting an ample amount of Gin, information pops up on your HUD that you didn't know you had.
  314. >Objective 1: Buy a new shovel for snow shoveling
  315. >Alert!: Bank account low as fuck.
  316. >You're pretty sure you don't have funds readily available for a quality snow shovel and pay-day isn't til Friday.
  317. >And Bon Bon isn't giving any advances and to hell with those predatory pay-day loan places.
  318. "Fluttershy, tell me you've got money."
  319. >"At my place, wanna go grab it with me~?"
  320. "And give you the home-field advantage? No thanks."
  321. >"Awww."
  322. "Just go buy a shovel and I'll knock off however much it cost off the debt you owe me."
  323. >"Deal!"
  324. "And don't get fancy with it, just something good alright? I'm gonna go take a nap."
  325. >As you turn around to head inside, your HUD acts up again.
  326. >Top Priority Objective: Make sure Fluttershy stays out of trouble.
  327. >You take a questioning glance at the mixture in your mug.
  328. "The fuck is in this?"
  329. >"Anon? You okay?"
  330. "Yeah, I'll be right back, I gotta get my coat."
  331. >"Ummm, Anon, you're already wearing a coat, silly."
  332. "My other coat, I'll be right out."
  333. >Fluttershy giggles at your apparent buffoonery.
  334. >"I understand Anon, I'm kinda the same way with a certain scarf."
  335.  
  336.  
  337. >What she doesn't know is that Twilight made some trinkets for you, one of the many being a specially made coat.
  338. >Keeps you warm, and keeps Fluttershy in check as well should she try anything.
  339. >You step outside once you shrugged it on, Fluttershy of course whistles in admiration.
  340. >"Where have you been hiding that coat? I like it," she says, hovering around you as she takes a gander.
  341. >She picks up on the logo that's placed on the left of the chest area.
  342. >"What's A.R.T?"
  343. "Eh, just a fancy line that caught my eye," you lie. "Back in Canterlot with Rarity when she needed something of an entourage."
  344. >"I really like it, nice and sleek too~"
  345. >You swat away her hoof from touching the jacket.
  346. "No touch."
  347. >Yet another giggle out of her, "I'm the same way with my scarf. Fair enough, mister."
  348. "Let's roll."
  349.  
  350.  
  351.  
  352. >"You sure you don't want to bundle up? Are you cold?"
  353. "I'm good."
  354. >Fluttershy's cottage was in your field of vision.
  355. >"Well at least come inside to warm up. Please?"
  356. >If she tries anything, you're covered.
  357. "Alright, fine."
  358. >Once you got inside, you made yourself comfy while Fluttershy grabs her bits for a snow shovel.
  359. >You've managed to walk off most of the buzz you had going, but you do need a moment.
  360. >Your ears pick up on her bedroom door opening. "Okay, I've got the bits-WHOA!"
  361. >Meaty thuds could be heard as Fluttershy tumbles down the steps, and you're pretty sure you heard something snap.
  362. >You immediately let out an annoyed grunt as you get off the couch and walk over to investigate.
  363. >There Fluttershy laid in a jumbled mess, and looks like one of her wings was dislocated.
  364. >"Owwwww."
  365. "Fucking seriously?"
  366. >"Please Anon, it hurts."
  367. >There's no mistaking the pain that's conveyed in her eyes.
  368. >She rolls to her other side to relieve the wing she landed on.
  369. >Great, now you gotta take Fluttershy to the hospital.
  370. >You rub your forehead out of instinct, it's as if you knew a headache was going to arrive.
  371.  
  372.  
  373.  
  374. >You walk over a little closer, ready to pick her up, but to your surprise, she snapped her wing joint back in place and launches at you.
  375. >Mid-stride, you brace for impact by covering both your face and your 'loved ones'.
  376. >As Fluttershy collides with your torso, a purple magical barrier expands, bouncing Fluttershy back to the stairs as a magic aura surrounds her.
  377. >Once she landed, her body seized up, occasionally twitching while bright white chains materialized with the purpose to restrain her.
  378. >"What kind of coat did you say that was again?"
  379. "A.R.T, short for Anti-Rape Tech. You have Twilight to thank for that."
  380. >"Oh..."
  381. "The fuck is your problem anyway? We're trying to run an errand and you just had to try a full-frontal rape assault in your own house?"
  382. >She smiles innocently, her cheeks burning bright pink. "Can you blame me?"
  383. >Goddamn it, she was doing so well, you're beginning to think this mental deterioration due to sex craze is a serious thing with Fluttershy.
  384. "How did you do that thing with your wing?"
  385. >Through an immense amount of struggle, she manages to shrug. "Could do that with my left wing since forever. When does this spell wear off?"
  386. "Give it a couple of minutes."
  387. >"Okay, good. But ummm... can you-"
  388. "No, I'm not eating your snatch, and no bondage isn't my fetish."
  389. >"Actually, I think the bounce may have sprained my right wing, can we go to the hospital? I-if you don't mind, just to be safe."
  390. >You turn away for a moment, not even the least bit surprised about the headache getting worse.
  391. >Breathe in.
  392. >Exhale.
  393. "Every step, a fucking adventure."
  394.  
  395.  
  396.  
  397. >"Well, there's nothing to worry about miss 'Shy the doctor will be with you two shortly," Red Heart informs. All the while you're glaring at Fluttershy's ridiculously over-dramatic display of victimhood.
  398. >The way Fluttershy's acting right now, should anyone walk in, they'd assume she was on her deathbed.
  399. >Once the nurse left, Fluttershy didn't hesitate to let out a groan as if she just got stomach cancer removed.
  400. >"Anon, my love..."
  401. >A hoof reaches for your face and you swat it away immediately.
  402. "Cut the shit. You're not dying, unfortunately."
  403. >She cracks a smile, adopting a more lively persona. "That hurts Anon. You know you love me~"
  404. >If you could travel back in time to choke Fluttershy's mother to death before she was born, you would. Twice.
  405. >Before you can shoot down her ungodly suggestion of 'loving her', the doctor walks in with a chart and a smile on his face upon recognizing you two.
  406. >"Ah, the lovebird and the love monkey, I wondered when you two would cross my path again."
  407. >Ignoring his comment about you being the 'love monkey', you keep the conversation going.
  408. "Look doc, we just wanna make sure nothing serious happened to her wing."
  409. >Fluttershy turns over on her stomach.
  410. >The doctor takes some time to observe the wing, humming to himself as Fluttershy sucks air through her teeth.
  411. >"So what happened?"
  412. >"I-I shouldn't say, it all happened so fast."
  413. >You turn away as the doctor raises an eyebrow.
  414. >"Oh? Do tell..."
  415. >Redheart pokes her head into the door, her eyes locked with yours. "Mr. Unknown, there's some information missing on the form you filled out, can I bother you for a moment?"
  416. > Your eyes light up, you're already stepping forward.
  417. "Sure."
  418.  
  419.  
  420.  
  421. "Damn, you played it cool, Red Heart."
  422. >"I think a 'thank you for saving me' is in order," Red Heart says, smiling from across the table.
  423. >You peep the clock on the cafeteria wall noting the time, then shift your eyes to the vanilla pudding. The hardware store should be closing soon.
  424. "I'm impressed the food here isn't complete shit."
  425. >Red Heart lets out a laugh, "ah, I miss your callous humor. What's new?"
  426. >A hind leg brushes up against your shin, "I'm not getting that 'thank you' am I?"
  427. "I wouldn't hold my breath."
  428. >Another laugh out of her, "Oh you."
  429. "To answer your question though, I've got myself in a situation which is why I'm here today."
  430. >"Yeah, I was surprised to see you with Fluttershy today."
  431. "About that..."
  432. >"And Fluttershy being the one injured this time! Which begs the question-"
  433. "Why do I care? Long story. But the gist is, I gotta keep an eye on her until her court date."
  434. >Red Heart frowns, "aww, does that mean I won't get to see you tonight?"
  435. "You're free to come over."
  436. >"Hmm, don't know if your marefriend would like that."
  437. "You're definitely not getting that 'thank you'."
  438. >"Oh darn, Anon you don't understand. How will I be able to move forward with my day?"
  439. "Sounds like a--"
  440. >"Personal problem?" She said, offering a smirk.
  441. "I hate you, get out of my head."
  442. >RedHeart has turned into something of a close friend since the Water Buffalo Incident.
  443. >It was a dark joke that sparked the relationship between you two when she was tending to you.
  444. >"Oh, think I'll stay awhile. Get a little comfortable."
  445. "Whatever, what's going on with you nowadays?"
  446. >"The usual."
  447. "Sever case of depression from getting desensitized by a morbid drug-fiend festered environment?"
  448. >You dig into your cup of pudding while she lets out a sigh.
  449. >"I know I know, sounds like a personal problem."
  450. "Sounds like you need another shot of morphine."
  451. >After you enjoyed a spoonful, you find Red Heart staring at you with a hint of adoration.
  452. >Almost as if she's saying 'you get me'.
  453. "What?"
  454. >"Marry me."
  455.  
  456.  
  457. "Pass."
  458. >"Fine, play hard to get. But you know we need to catch up, right? Haven't heard from you in a while."
  459. "Heh, I agree."
  460. >"You don't write me or anything. How come?"
  461. "You mean to tell me you haven't gotten any of my telepathic messages?"
  462. >She shakes her head, laughing all the while.
  463. >"You're such a dork. But seriously, why did it take this long to hear from you?"
  464. "I've been busy."
  465. >She rolls her eyes then puts on a knowing smirk.
  466. >"I don't know why I'm surprised that you're using your go-to answer."
  467. "To be fair, it's a good one."
  468. >"Oh whatever."
  469. "Don't you have some patients to attend to, nurse?"
  470. >"Let them suffer, it builds character."
  471. >You let out hearty 'Ha!' and mild chuckles afterward.
  472. "Damn, tell me how you really feel, Nurse ColdHeart."
  473. >"Well you're here, couldn't care less about anyp0ny else."
  474. >You fall silent for a moment, grinning.
  475. "I see your priorities are in order."
  476. >"And yours aren't. Somep0ny has to get injured just so you'll show up."
  477. "Well I can't just come in here and ask for drugs, I need an alibi."
  478. >"You're so full of it. Why am I still friends with you?"
  479. >You lean forward, breathing calmly.
  480. "Stop by anytime, seriously."
  481. >"Really?"
  482. "Yeah, it's always great to see you."
  483. >And it was. One of the better unravelings of your day.
  484. >You chatted with Red Heart for nearly an hour catching up with each other until she was paged do carry out a task.
  485. >Of course, you checked up on Fluttershy, who was okay, but she had a prescription for painkillers. They placed a cast on her wing just to be safe.
  486. >Apparently the sprain on her wing was serious enough to warrant medication, albeit a dosage on the light side.
  487. >And unfortunately, you had to head straight home after the visit. The hardware store closed a little earlier due to the weather conditions.
  488.  
  489.  
  490. >When you got home, you weren't sure if you liked or hated medicated Fluttershy.
  491. >One minute she's lovey-dovey, the next a clutz and a complete danger to herself.
  492. >Her words were kinda slurred, and she seemed much chattier.
  493. >You let her hang out in your room while you read.
  494. >For the most part, she was humming to herself.
  495. >A dopey smile on her face as she swayed her head back and forth.
  496. >"Anoooon~"
  497. "What"
  498. >"Have I told you that I love you?"
  499. >You cut your eyes to the side.
  500. "Nearly every day for the past three years. Stop it."
  501. >"Hehe, no."
  502. "Alright let me shut this down before it gets started. I'm trying to read so kindly shut the fuck up."
  503. >She tilts her head, still maintaining her doped grin. "So angry, Anon I think you need love~"
  504. "What I need is quiet, I will kick you out if I have to. So just-"
  505. >"Just 'cool off'? Were you going to say that?"
  506. >Ugh, you're not sure if it's a good sign that Fluttershy is in the same mind-reading company as Red Heart.
  507. >Fluttershy winces slightly as she gets down from the bed, nearly stumbles but makes her way over to the chair you're rocking in.
  508. >Her front hooves land on your lap.
  509. >"Anoooon."
  510. "Fuck off, you're worst than gnats."
  511.  
  512.  
  513. >"Are you saying I'm persistinant?"
  514. "You mean persistent. Why did I let you in my room?"
  515. >"I dunno, but there's a drugged mare relaxing in your bedroom, whatever do you have planned?"
  516. "Making sure I don't get hit with a medical bill somehow."
  517. >"Oh, elements of harmony don't have to worry about healthcare. It's all freeee."
  518. > Your eyes widen from the realization that you could toss out of your window and not have to worry about paying jack shit.
  519. >It then occurred to you that you need to keep your hyper-violent thoughts in check.
  520. >In your defense, it's only Dash and Fluttershy that gets to like this.
  521. >"Also Anon, does that mean I won't have to shovel snow tomorrow?"
  522. "Unfortunately, yes. Until I get another shovel. But don't think you've wiggled your way out of housework."
  523. >"Oh don't worry, I'm still your house slave~"
  524. >You point to the door.
  525. "Out."
  526. >"B-but Anoooon-"
  527. "Out. Don't make me get the spray bottle."
  528. >"You still have that?! You don't have it on you right now, how are you gonna stop me?"
  529. "When I get it, I don't intend to be merciful."
  530. >"... You w-wouldn't."
  531. "Out."
  532. >She gets her hooves off your lap then heads for the door.
  533. "We're getting that snow shovel first thing in the morning. I trust we won't have a repeat of what happened today."
  534. >She turns back to you, "not at all, mas-"
  535. "Finish that last word and see what happens."
  536. >"Eeeep!"
  537. >She rushes out and slams the door behind you, leaving you chuckling at her behavior.
  538. >Good thing she doesn't know you got rid of the spray bottle.
  539.  
  540.  
  541.  
  542. >The next morning, was uneventful thankfully.
  543. >You walked to Fluttershy's to grab some money.
  544. >Then to the hardware store in the snow, luckily it hadn't been snowing much during the night or this morning.
  545. >To your surprise, the hardware store was packed, which only made you groan.
  546. >But after nearly being stuck there an hour to buy one suddenly overpriced item, you were back on your porch drinking your coffee and watching Fluttershy work.
  547. >Yes, even though she had a slight sprain on her wing, she's gonna work.
  548. >You didn't work her too hard, and for a little while during the week, it was quiet, but you had one day you were looking forward to.
  549. >Friday.
  550. >In other words, payday.
  551. >You woke up with the warmest smile on your face despite the company you're forced to keep in your house.
  552. >Of course, you rolled your eyes at Fluttershy's ridiculous kitchen apron she was wearing.
  553. "Do you have to wear that old thing?"
  554. >"It's payday Anon, of course I do~"
  555. "Tomorrow is payday actually."
  556. >"Oh, ah well. I'm wearing it now."
  557. >You shake your head every time you see it, the red and pink hearts surrounding the words 'Anon's Toy' on it.
  558. >That apron alone stirred up commotion back in the day when ponies would visit her and she'd wear it while making tea.
  559. >But she brought you the paper, and the coffee is perfect.
  560. >"So Anon, what are we gonna do to celebrate tomorrow? Maybe dinner and a movie with your house pet?"
  561. "If you honestly think I'm gonna spend one more bit on you, you got another thing coming."
  562. >"Oooh hopefully cum itself?"
  563. "Ugh, go take your meds."
  564. >"Hehe I did already," she said sneaking a kiss on your cheek as she topped up your coffee. "But I see you care~"
  565. "Fluttershy, you're pushing it," you say wiping your cheek.
  566. >"That's considered pushing it now? Good to know."
  567. "You little shit."

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