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[FLUTTERRAPE] A Spooky Problem

By Nebulus
Created: 2020-12-17 21:31:33
Updated: 2021-04-30 18:21:55
Expiry: Never
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  1. Originally uploaded to Pastebin: January 1st, 2013
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  4. Update 30/04/2021 -- After a bit of thought, as well as seeing how other writers are doing things these days, I've decided that separate pastes for chapters is superfluous. All parts of the story have now been consolidated into a single paste.
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  8. This was my first attempt at a multi-part story. Thinking back, I still have the same problem today that I did back then: I have no idea what I'm doing.
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  11. Part 1
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  14. >Day It Begins in Equestria
  15. >Wake up and stretch
  16. >Scratch the back of your head, yawning
  17. >Kick off the covers and get dressed
  18. >Walk into the bathroom and start brushing teeth
  19. >A note stuck to the corner of the mirror says "Barricade house today"
  20. >Grunt in acknowledgement
  21. >Finish up and head downstairs to get some food
  22. >A toolbox sits on the kitchen counter
  23. >Groan at the thought of the coming day
  24. >But it's got to be done, unless you want to risk damage
  25. >Chew on an apple and head out the backdoor to your shed
  26. >Unlock the shed door and open it
  27. >Fluttershy is stood in the cramped space
  28. >"G-good morning! Is illogical breaking and entering your fetish?"
  29. Fluttershy how did you even do this?
  30. >Look behind her and see a huge hole with a dirty shovel resting next to it
  31. Oh.
  32. >She beams at you
  33. >"I did it because I love you!"
  34. >Stare at her
  35. Fluttershy, you wouldn't know what love was if it hit you in the face
  36. >"W-well if you spray your seed all over my face I'll know what it is... And what it tastes like..."
  37. God damn you're a foul creature.
  38. >Her ears go flat
  39. >"I just want to love you, Anon!"
  40. And do you?
  41. >"Yes!"
  42. Then why are you breaking into my she- fuck, How long have you been digging this tunnel? Where does it lead?
  43. >"M-my cottage."
  44. That's at the other side of town, Fluttershy.
  45. >"It's taken me a few months... But it was worth it for you!"
  46. >Rub your temples
  47. Look. We have to prepare for the storm today. Have you fixed up your cottage?
  48. >"Oh yes. I left Angel bunny to do it"
  49. You left a rabbit in charge of home security
  50. >"He's very smart for a bunny."
  51. >Reach over her head and grab a few planks of wood led against the shed wall
  52. >She takes the opportunity to bury her face in your crotch and sniff loudly
  53. >She shudders
  54. Can you not do that? It's really creepy.
  55. >"S-sorry"
  56. No you're not.
  57. >"Oh... Sorry"
  58. Stop apologising
  59. >"Right. Yes. Sorry."
  60. >This horse.
  61. >Grab a few more planks and rest them over your shoulder
  62. >"Anon?"
  63. What.
  64. >"C-can I help you?"
  65. Sure, I guess. Just try not to break anything.
  66. >You go around the house with the planks, hammering them over windows and making sure there are no leaks in the roof
  67. >The whole time, Fluttershy pretends to work, when really she's just staring at your sweaty body
  68. >At one point you have no choice but to remove your shirt because of the heat, upon doing this you hear Fluttershy whimper and fall off the roof
  69. >Roll your eyes and carry on hitting the roof with a hammer.
  70. >You have no idea what you're doing up there, but it feels like you're making progress.
  71. >Climb down the ladders and look at the house with your hands on your hips
  72. >Everything looks great, as far as you can see
  73. >Turn to Fluttershy, who is drooling at your shirtless chest
  74. Well, Fluttershy. You did fuck all, can't hold a hammer, were completely useless to me and only stared me while I worked for about-
  75. >Check your watch
  76. 4 hours. Thanks for your help
  77. >"N-no problem, Anon. If you need anything else I can help you"
  78. >She throws down her hammer
  79. >"Oh no! Let me just pick that up"
  80. >She leans over the hammer, presenting herself to you
  81. You're deranged, Fluttershy.
  82. >"If being in love makes you deranged, then I don't want to be ranged"
  83. That's not even... Go home.
  84. >"Okay..."
  85. >After she leaves you jog into town to get some food
  86. >It's market day, despite the coming storm, and ponies are hurredly selling their wares and nervously looking at the sky
  87. >Pegasi have begun creating massive cloud formations, the sky turning black with volatile storm clouds
  88. >You watch as a Pegasi is too rough with one, and it spits out a static charge back at her
  89. >She shakes herself off and more gently moves it around
  90. >Look away and carry on jogging up to a stall
  91. >A bright blue Earth Pony with a green mane smiles at you
  92. >"Hey there, Anon! Here for some cucumbers?"
  93. You know it, Greenthumb. How much do you want for 3?
  94. >You always smile at the idea of her parents calling her GreenTHUMB. Since ponies lack them. But it's just another one of those strange occurences in this increasingly bizzare world.
  95. >"Oooh, well I'd normally say 5, but for you I can make it 4."
  96. >Her smile widens
  97. >You grin back and wink at her as you pass her 5 bits
  98. 4 for the food, 1 as a tip.
  99. >She blushes slightly
  100. >"T-thanks, Anon... You be careful with the storm yeah?"
  101. I will be, bye!
  102. >Continue hopping from stall to stall, filling your bag with foodstuffs and other delights
  103. >You have the bits to afford it all, since you're constantly working around town.
  104. >No concrete job placements, but ponies know what you can do with your hands so you've done everything from pruning bushes to sewing
  105. >The pay is good as well. You try to make a good impression and it's payed off, ponies respect you and greet you with a smile.
  106. >It's a good life, apart from Fluttershy.
  107. >But even she is somewhat tolerable. You just wish she'd stop with the fetish guessing
  108. >Last week she actually froze herself in a giant icecube
  109. >You found her on your doorstep, her face frozen in a half-blink, that made it look like she was in the middle of sneezing when she flash-froze herself
  110. >A note was hammered into the ice that read "Is hypothermia your fetish?"
  111. >Spent the whole afternoon chipping away bits of ice to get her out before she died.
  112. >With a bag full of vegetables and the storm clouds above starting to rumble, you decide to head back
  113. >Your house comes into view and you see a familiar being stood in front of your door, shuffling nervously
  114. Oh for...
  115. >Fluttershy looks around and sees you heading towards her
  116. >She flies on over and you can see worry in her eyes
  117. >"Anon! I umm... Have sort of a- uhh. Problem... Help..."
  118. >Don't answer, just motion for her to follow you inside
  119. >Sit down in the living room and beckon to a chair facing you
  120. >She takes a seat, but sits in an upright position
  121. >She seems incredibly nervous, maybe even scared.
  122. What's wrong?
  123. >"Umm. Well I got back to my house and Angel bunny hadn't made my house safe..."
  124. >The rabbit didn't perform manual labour on command? What a shock.
  125. Please don't say what I think you're going to say.
  126. >"And I was wondering..."
  127. Don't.
  128. >"Since my house isn't safe from the storm... Can I stay with you tonight?"
  129. God dammit.
  130. >Stand up and look down at her
  131. >She peers up hopefully, a small smile on her face
  132. >"Please?"
  133. Aren't you worried about your animals?
  134. >"They'll be fine. They'll shelter in the Everfree while the storm happens... Weather here doesn't affect that area"
  135. >This is beginning to sound like a poorly constructed rape attempt
  136. >If you went over to her house now, you risk getting caught in the storm
  137. >You wish you could call her bluff be she looks genuinely scared
  138. >Either she's a brilliant actress or she was actually dumb enough to ask a rabbit to make her house safe
  139. >It's just one night. You can survive it.
  140. Alright, Fluttershy. You can stop here while the storm is happening, but as soon as it's over you're out.
  141. >"Yes! Thank you, Anon! You're so generous..."
  142. >She lunges at you and squeezes your middle tightly, rubbing her face into your belly
  143. >Sigh and pry her off
  144. >Point a finger at her
  145. No funny business. I just want a normal evening, and hope that the barricades hold. Okay?
  146. >She salutes with a serious look on her face
  147. >"Got it"
  148. >The serious face dissolves and she gains a look of bliss
  149. >She begins bouncing around the room happily
  150. >"Oooh, we can do so many fun things! I heard about a slumber party that Twilight once had and it sounded wonderful!"
  151. >Roll your eyes and take your bag of food into the kitchen
  152. >Fluttershy bounces after you, still firing off "fun" activites for you both to do
  153. >"W-we can tell each other scary stories, and read by the fire, and snuggle, and practice k-kissing! Oh this is going to be so much fun!"
  154. >Try and ignore her as you stock the fridge
  155. >"Ooh~... And if the storm gets too scary... We c-can huddle together under the bed covers and keep each other safe!"
  156. >Oh hell no
  157. We are NOT sleeping in the same bed. We're sleeping in separate rooms
  158. >Her ears go flat
  159. >"P-please? I promise I won't do anything..."
  160. That's a lie and you know it.
  161. >She mumbles something under her breath
  162. >You're about to ask what the hell she just said but a flash outside lights up the room, followed by a distant rumbling
  163. >The storm has begun
  164. >Fluttershy launches herself into your chest, shaking.
  165. Oh come on, you're not scared of thunder, are you?
  166. >"Y-y-yes"
  167. >Let out a frustrated groan
  168. >Look at the clock on the wall
  169. >6 o Clock
  170. >You pull Fluttershy off you and walk into the living room again, picking up a book as you walk
  171. >You read it by lamplight as Fluttershy watches you
  172. >The minutes tick by and Fluttershy continues to gaze at you, occasionally sharing highly thought provoking words of wisdom
  173. >"I-if you came inside me, do you think we'd have foals?"
  174. >Look up at her and regard her with the most uninterested expression you can muster
  175. >"Is that a yes?"
  176. No. Biology doesn't work that way, Fluttershy.
  177. >"Oh. Okay..."
  178. >She looks down
  179. >You continue reading
  180. >"I bet if we got married, you'd be so happy with me"
  181. >Look at her again
  182. And why do you think that?
  183. >"Because I would do anything for you, mister. I just want to make you h-happy."
  184. Fluttershy. 2 months ago I woke up tied to my bed, with you trying to get me hard. That's not love, nor does it make me happy.
  185. >She looks hurt
  186. >"B-but I offer you everything! F-food, companionship, sex... What do I have to do?"
  187. You need to let this go. I'm not interested in you, Fluttershy. You can't force someone to be attracted to you. Even if I spent the rest of my days with you I wouldn't become attracted to you.
  188. >Fluttershy jumps of her chair, lip trembling
  189. >"O-okay, Anon. If that's what you want."
  190. >She heads of towards the stairs slowly
  191. Where are you going?
  192. >"To bed"
  193. >Damn, you really hurt her this time.
  194. >It's her own fault though. She can't take no for an answer
  195. >Another hour of quiet reading passes
  196. >You look towards the clock
  197. >10 o Clock
  198. >Time flies.
  199. >You decide to call it a night, the storm still raging outside
  200. >You shudder at the noise of the howling wind and rain lashing against the windows
  201. >Peer outside into the gloomy darkness
  202. >Trees are nearly bent in half from the force of the wind, and a branch breaks off one, spinning wildly into the night, carried by the wind
  203. >Walking upstairs, you hear a faint sobbing over the sound of the wind
  204. >Stop outside the guest room
  205. >Listen for a while
  206. >Gently push open the door and peer inside
  207. >The room is dark, save for the occasional lightning bolt illuminating the room
  208. >A dark shape is led on the bed, facing away from the door
  209. >It sobs again and trembles
  210. >Lets get this over with
  211. >Step into the room and sit down on the bed
  212. >Fluttershy's head raises to look at you, her face streaked with tears
  213. >You offer a smile and rub her ear
  214. >She sniffs and positions herself so that you can rub more
  215. What am I going to do with you, Fluttershy?
  216. >"L-love me?"
  217. You know I can't do that.
  218. >Her lip trembles again
  219. >"It hurts, Anon. Every time you reject me. It hurts so much"
  220. >You pull her in close and shush her
  221. I know it does, Fluttershy.
  222. >Sit there stroking her, listening to the sounds of the storm for a while
  223. >Look down
  224. >Fluttershy smiles up at you
  225. All better?
  226. >"Yes..."
  227. >Lay her down and pull the covers over her
  228. >"C-can I have a good night kiss?"
  229. >Shake you head and let out a short laugh
  230. You never change, do you?
  231. >She smiles nonetheless and closes her eyes
  232. >"Good night, Anon. I'll get you some day."
  233. >At that she falls into slumber. Dreaming Fluttershy dreams.
  234. >You walk across the landing to your room and lay down on the bed, listening to the near-monsoon outside
  235. >Another flash creates shadows at every part of your room, followed by the boom you had grown accustomed to over the course of the night
  236. >Staring at the the ceiling from your back, you find that you can't sleep
  237. >Get up and go over to the window
  238. >Watch the storm blow outside through the gaps in the wood
  239. >Entire branches are being torn off trees
  240. >You watch in shock as one such branch collides with the side of your house, bouncing off the wood over a downstairs window
  241. >The impact sends a loud bang through the house, and you hear a scream from Fluttershy's room
  242. >You walk over to her room and see her sat up, trembling with wide eyes
  243. >She sees you enter and jumps into your arms again
  244. >You carry her into your room, and lie her down on your bed
  245. Try and get some sleep, Fluttershy.
  246. >She nods fearfully and you go over to the bathroom
  247. >You splash water on your face and look in the mirror
  248. >You become lost in thought for a while then turn around and see Fluttershy watching you
  249. Come on Fluttershy, go to slee-
  250. >The house shudders as a huge branch smashes straight through the window barricade, colliding with the side of Fluttershy and launching her into the opposing wall
  251. >You stare in horror at the place she was sat for a second
  252. >The wind and rain begin pouring into the room, and another flash of lightning reveals Fluttershy's crumpled body in the corner of your room, crushed under the branch
  253. >You run over to her, screaming her name
  254. >Ignoring the freezing wind chilling you to the bone, you try and move the branch off her
  255. >After much effort you shift it from on top of her and shake her body with a hand
  256. >She's not moving
  257. >Her eyes are distant and glazed over, an expression of shock on her face
  258. >Tears form in your eyes as it hits you
  259. >She's gone.
  260. >You start openly crying as the storm howls outside, cradling Fluttershy's lifeless body in your arms
  261. I'm sorry... I'm so so sorry...
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  263. >Morning comes
  264. >You haven't said much to anyone since the events of last night
  265. >Practically everyone broke down and cried upon hearing the news, except Applejack.
  266. >She stayed strong and nodded with a trembling lip
  267. >As for you, you headed home and started to fix the damage, from installing a new window to cleaning the blood from your bedsheets and wall
  268. >You sit in your reading chair that night, staring into space and thinking about Fluttershy
  269. >Hours pass of nothing but silence
  270. >Eventually you decide it's time to go to bed and you slog upstairs, trying not to stare at the corner of your room as you climb into bed
  271. >You turn away from the wall and stare at the window you fixed
  272. >Tears form in your eyes and you feel yourself start to cry again
  273. >As you weep you hear someone speak
  274. >"Anon? Why are you crying?"
  275. >Your eyes widen
  276. >That voice
  277. >Oh god no.
  278. >You've gone mad with grief
  279. >You sit up and stare at the source of the voice
  280. >Fluttershy is hovering at the foot of your bed
  281. >You can see straight through her, and her entire body is floating without use of wings
  282. >"H-have I done something wrong?"
  283. >Stare at her slackjawed
  284. Are... Are you real? Am I not going insane?
  285. >She looks around confused
  286. >"Why, what's wrong?"
  287. >She looks down and inspects her body
  288. >"Oooh... Okay... That."
  289. >You still can't quite believe this
  290. Fluttershy. Y-you're dead.
  291. >She looks at you and smiles
  292. >"I guess."
  293. >She ponders for a second
  294. >"Are Hauntings your fetish?"
  295. AAAAAAAAAA-
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  298. Part 2
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  301. >Day Nightmares in Equestria
  302. >You scream as loud as you can for as long as you can
  303. >10 seconds
  304. >Screaming is hard
  305. >Throw off the covers and run like the wind while Fluttershy's Ghost follows you
  306. >"Anon? Darling? Please don't be scared!"
  307. >Run downstairs and lock yourself in the kitchen, pushing the table infront of the door to prevent entry
  308. >Flutterghost slides through the wall, a perplexed expression on her face
  309. >"Please, Anon..."
  310. STAY THE HELL AWAY FROM ME!
  311. >"But-"
  312. YOU'RE NOT REAL!
  313. >"Anon-"
  314. >You sit on the floor, cover your ears and start rocking to and fro, reciting old nursery rhymes as you go
  315. The wheels on the bus go round and round...
  316. >"A-anon, I don't know what's going on-"
  317. Round and round...
  318. >"But I'm scared."
  319. Round and round...
  320. >"I j-just want to know why this is happening"
  321. The wheels on the bus go round and round...
  322. >Fluttershy sighs and sits on her haunches infront of you
  323. All day... Long?
  324. >Look up and stare at her
  325. >Shakily move your hand towards her
  326. >She stretches out a hoof, smiling
  327. >Your appendages meet
  328. >And go straight through each other
  329. >Tears somehow form in Fluttershy's eyes
  330. >They drop to the floor and disappear once they hit the tiles
  331. >"I'm scared"
  332. You think you've got problems. I've gone mad!
  333. >Fluttershy glowers at you
  334. >"I AM real..."
  335. No you're not. Your a figment of my imagination. And here I am talking to you. Evidence that I've lost the plot.
  336. >Fluttershy smiles and turns around, waving her rear at you
  337. >You can see the tiles through her butt
  338. >It's weird
  339. >"W-well I've still got the plot, mister"
  340. Even if I WAS interested in your butt, I can't actually grab it, Fluttershy.
  341. >She tears up again
  342. >"S-so what? Am I supposed to live my life unable to touch or... Be touched?"
  343. Yeah. Even though you're not real.
  344. >She starts crying again
  345. >Sigh
  346. Well, Imagination-shy, I'm going to see Twilight to check if she does councelling. God knows I need it.
  347. >Unblock the kitchen door and stroll out the front door, plucking a jacket from the coat hanger as you go
  348. >Lock the front door
  349. >Fluttershy's face appears through it
  350. >Nothing else
  351. >Just her face
  352. >Your door is now Fluttershy
  353. >"Grrr, I'm a door!"
  354. >She giggles
  355. Damn, you cheered up quickly.
  356. >"Are cheerful ponies your fetish?"
  357. Yeah. You haven't changed a damn bit.
  358. >Not even death itself can stop her obsession
  359. >This horse.
  360. >Walk through Ponyville with your insanity slowly getting worse
  361. >"L-look, Anon! I'm a shark!"
  362. >Turn to see Fluttershy chasing you, her rear end and tail acting as a fin as she glides through the earth, her other half underground.
  363. >Shake your head and keep walking
  364. >No one is around at this hour. The town is utterly silent
  365. >Twilight's gonna be pissed that you woke her up, unless she's pulling an all-nighter.
  366. >Reach the library and knock three times on the door
  367. >After a while a very tired looking Twilight answers it
  368. >"An... on? Wh-what are you doing?"
  369. I've gone insane. Please help.
  370. >"Insane? From what?"
  371. >Fluttershy's head explodes from out of your chest
  372. >"BLEEEH! I'M A MONSTER FROM BEYOND THE GRAVE! OOOooOOOooooO!"
  373. >She giggles like a maniac
  374. >Twilight faints
  375. >10 minutes later you're in Twilight's bedroom waiting for her to wake up
  376. >Spike woke up, saw Fluttershy, and got it through his head that he was dreaming
  377. >So he ran to the kitchen to eat literally everything he could find
  378. >You hoped that dragons can ingest bleach without dying.
  379. >Twilight groans and slowly comes around
  380. >"What... Happened?"
  381. >She looks up at you, sat on the edge of her bed and holding a hand to her forehead
  382. >"Anon? What's going on? I remember answering the door-"
  383. Twilight. Since you just fainted, I can confirm that something absolutely horrible has happenend.
  384. >"What?"
  385. A being of great evil, thought to be dead, has returned from the grave to wreak havoc on the land and make my life a living hell
  386. >"WHO?"
  387. >You point to Fluttershy
  388. >She's flying around the room singing loudly and ducking in and out of walls, laughing like a child with a new toy
  389. >Twilight stares at her
  390. >"Is that..."
  391. Fluttershy.
  392. >"B-but she's-
  393. Dead. I know. She was stood at the foot of my bed tonight, asking me why I was crying
  394. >Twilight gives you an odd look
  395. >A sly smile creeps onto her lips
  396. >"You were crying?"
  397. >Glare at her
  398. Stop that. Yes I was crying. My uhh, window was ruined and I spent a lot of bits getting a new one.
  399. >Twilight gives you a knowing smile
  400. And how come YOU weren't crying? She's YOUR friend after all. I thought you would be depressed or something. You were when you found out about her death.
  401. >"I was crying. But it's ok for me to cry"
  402. Why?
  403. >"I'm a girl."
  404. Fucking sexism.
  405. >Twilight grins at you and hops off her bed
  406. >She watches Fluttershy perform a barrel roll through her bedroom wall and into her bathroom through another piece of solid wood
  407. >"Fascinating..."
  408. So what do you make of it?
  409. >"Well, I'm a skeptic at heart, so this is confusing for me. But from what I've read from the non-fiction section of the library, ghosts can only move on into the next world until they've come to terms with their deaths or are satisfied that the circumstances of it."
  410. So she's here because she hasn't accepted the fact that she's dead?
  411. >"Well... Yeah."
  412. >You both silently watch Fluttershy do loops in the air and sing in a hauntingly beautiful voice
  413. >It echoes off the walls and makes the hairs on your neck stand on end
  414. It's kinda sad when you think of it that way
  415. >Twilight looks on sadly
  416. >"It is... She was so happy in life. I hope she comes to terms with it soon. She deserves a peaceful death."
  417. >Fluttershy notices that you're both staring at her and stops in the air
  418. >She's still not using her wings. She's just sort of floating there
  419. >Being all ghostly n shit
  420. >Clear your throat
  421. Uhh, Fluttershy?
  422. >"Yes, darling?"
  423. Don't call me that. And can you like, please come to terms with your death? I need sleep.
  424. >"O-oh... Well. No. Thank you."
  425. >You and Twilight turn to each other, a shocked expression across her face
  426. Waddya mean, "No"?
  427. >"I don't want to move on, thank you. I'm quite happy like this now"
  428. >Oh god no
  429. What are you saying?
  430. >"Well, like this I can fly through anything, live forever, do what I want"
  431. >She continues, getting more into her speech
  432. >"I don't need to eat or sleep. So I can spend more time doing what I want!"
  433. Which is?
  434. >She flies up to your face and tries to lick you with her ghost-tongue
  435. >Feels like air
  436. >"You."
  437. >Twilight bursts out laughing
  438. >You glare at her
  439. >Fluttershy smiles some more
  440. Stop laughing! You're meant to be helping me!
  441. >"Oooh this is funny!"
  442. >Twilight wipes a tear from her eye
  443. >"She's actually defied death so she can be with you. That's so adorable and funny!"
  444. I fail to see the funny side. Or the adorable one.
  445. >She composes herself
  446. >"I just think it's cute how she wants to spend all this time with you."
  447. >She looks at Fluttershy, a more serious look on her face.
  448. >"But seriously, Fluttershy. Die. Anon and I need sleep and if word gets out that ghosts are real then more might crop up!"
  449. Uhh, how, exactly?
  450. >"Think about it, Anon. You go through life thinking that death is the end. You die, and then you have no idea what's going on, all you want is for it to end so you can be at peace. Rather than go through the pain of seeing your loved ones cry over your death or having to wander the world as a spirit, wouldn't you rather just let it all go?"
  451. I suppose, yeah.
  452. >"But if ponies see Fluttershy, enjoying herself in death and talking to the ponies she loved and enjoying death, then ponies everywhere that die will learn to enjoy death! And then more and more spirits will crop up! And then no pony will get any sleep!"
  453. My god... That sounds terrible! A world without sleep...
  454. >"No warm pillows. No cuddly teddy bears. No snoozing after sex. Nothing. Just spirits watching you and annoying you all the time"
  455. So the fate of the world depends on Fluttershy staying dead?
  456. >"Well... Maybe I overexaggerated a little bit."
  457. You think?
  458. >As you both discuss the repercussions of Fluttershy staying alive in death, the mare herself is experimenting
  459. >Not sexually. She did all that in college.
  460. >Crazy fucking pony
  461. >She floats on over to a nearby book
  462. >Stares at it
  463. >Concentrates incredibly hard
  464. >And reaches for it
  465. Look, all I'm saying Twilight, is that maybe things won't get that bad. It's just Fluttershy. It's not the end of the world
  466. >"Yeah, ok. But still. If words gets out, ponies will do something crazy, I just know it."
  467. >"TWILIGHT! ANON! LOOK WHAT I CAN DO!"
  468. >You both spin around
  469. >Fluttershy is beaming at you
  470. >And holding a book in her hooves
  471. Oh sweet Jesus
  472. >"F-fluttershy. Put the book down."
  473. >"Oh my goodness this is incredible! I have to strain myself really really hard but I can do it!"
  474. >She's euphoric from this new talent of hers
  475. >As if flying through walls wasn't enough
  476. Knock it off, Fluttershy. That's a stupid talent to have.
  477. >Fluttershy's smile fades and the book falls through her hooves, hitting the floor.
  478. >Twilight winces
  479. >"Look, Fluttershy... Just accept it, ok? Your friends love you, and I'm sure Anon does too-"
  480. I don't.
  481. >"Anon doesn't love you. But I do! And Applejack, and Rainbow Dash and everyp0ny else! Please, Fluttershy. It was hard enough accepting that you're dead. Just move on."
  482. >Fluttershy stares at the floor
  483. >"Okay..."
  484. >Twilight smiles
  485. >"Good. It was nice to see you again Fluttershy. And I love you dearly. But you have to move on. For your own good."
  486. >Fluttershy's lip trembles and she starts to cry again
  487. >It's more of a wail, really.
  488. >She sobs and weeps and sinks through the floor of the library
  489. >"Goodbye, Twilight. G-goodbye, Anon..."
  490. >And she's gone.
  491. >Again.
  492. >Sigh
  493. Thanks for the help, Twilight. That was really depressing to watch.
  494. >She grabs both sides of your head and pulls you in close
  495. >"Don't you EVER think that this was your fault, Anon."
  496. >Her sudden outburst takes you aback
  497. Alright alright! I won't.
  498. >She lets go
  499. >"Good. Because it's not good to regret things like this. We all need to move on. It's part of life."
  500. >"Now I'm going to bed. Good night, Anon."
  501. >You walk out of her bedroom and walk downstairs
  502. >Pass Spike, who's passed out next to a giant pile of bleach bottles
  503. >He'll be fine.
  504. >Walk home in silence under the moonlight
  505. >You could have said something a bit more heartwarming to her.
  506. >It was the last time she'd see you, after all.
  507. >The shock of seeing her alive sort of made you more angry than anything else.
  508. >You were tired, angry, confused and scared.
  509. >And now you're making excuses as to why you acted like a massive dick to the pony who died infront of your eyes
  510. >You feel yourself getting worked up at the thought that had plagued your mind all day, Fluttershy's sudden and untimely death
  511. >By the time you reach your front door again you feel downright miserable
  512. >Unlock and push open the door
  513. >Hang up your jacket
  514. >Skulk upstairs and into your bedroom
  515. >You get under the covers, hoping to get some sleep this time
  516. >Things will get better
  517. >In time, you might even forget about Fluttershy
  518. >That annoying mare. So depraved and desperate beyond measure
  519. >Who's in the same bed as you
  520. >...
  521. >Wait a second.
  522. >Your eyes widen
  523. >Slowly turn over under the covers
  524. >Your eyes lock with the ghostly form lying uncomfortably close next to you
  525. >Stare at her for a full minute, neither of you saying anything
  526. >She leans forward and licks your face
  527. >This time you can feel her ice cold tongue slide over your lips, nose and forehead
  528. >She smiles
  529. >"Boo."
  530. >You just lie there looking at her with all the despair a man haunted by an undead rapist can muster
  531. Why.
  532. >"Because I love you."
  533. Why.
  534. >"Because you have a hot monkey dick."
  535. Why.
  536. >"Because you're human?"
  537. Why.
  538. >"Because somewhere back on your homeworld, the environment forced your species to evolve down a certain path, resulting in the human race looking like this?"
  539. Why.
  540. >"Because billions of years ago your planet was a volatile ball of volcanos and thunderstorms until eventually the seas formed, giving birth to the first single celled organisms from a primitive form of amino acids?"
  541. Why.
  542. >"Because life is just the result of a long chain-reaction of incredibly unlikely accidents and events so few and far between that just thinking about it makes you appreciate just how lucky you are to be alive in this endless, violent and uncaring universe?"
  543. Oh well that makes much more sense. Get out of my life now, please.
  544. >"No. I won't move on until I guess your fetish!"
  545. What if I get really old and ugly?
  546. >"I'll still love you!"
  547. The hell you will.
  548. >"You're probably right. Can I please have sex with you now?"
  549. I'm going to sleep now, Fluttershy.
  550. >"C-can't you stay awake a little bit longer?"
  551. No. Because incase you haven't forgotten, people need sleep to function. Because you're dead you clearly don't need sleep. NOW STOP FUCKING TALKING AND LET ME SLEEP. IT'S TWO IN THE FUCKING MORNING.
  552. >One of your neighbours screams out of their window
  553. >"WE KNOW, YOU JACKASS!"
  554. >Lie there fuming at Fluttershy, who smiles sweetly back at you
  555. >"I love you, Anon."
  556. Go to hell. Literally.
  557. >"Nope"
  558. >Turn over and slam your eyes shut, praying that she'll leave you alone
  559. >Thankfully, she's still capable of a small amount of mercy, and you fall asleep quickly
  560. >Maybe it was all one big horrible dream
  561. >Yeah. That must be it.
  562. >You'll wake and everything will be normal
  563.  
  564. >Day Spooky Scary Skeletons in Equestria
  565. >Wake up
  566. >Fluttershy has mastered the art of touching things as a ghost and is sucking you off
  567. >"Ghost blowjob, woo woo!"
  568. WHY.
  569. >"Because the universe started over 40 billion years-"
  570. NO GOD DAMMIT.
  571. >You tense up
  572. >Watch in horror as your seed sprays all over the inside of her mouth
  573. >It slides through her body and settles where her stomach would be
  574. >Feel nausious
  575. >Run to the bathroom with past Fluttershy, who's giving you the biggest shit eating grin she can pull
  576. >Or in her case, seed eating grin
  577. >Brain. I'm not in the mood for your shit.
  578. >Fluttershy follows you around while you do the morning routine
  579. >Much to your dismay, she decided to fly inside the toilet while you were taking a dump
  580. >Look at her between your legs while you do the deed
  581. You're a disgusting creature, did I ever tell you that?
  582. >"Not l-like you can do anything about it, mister. I'm dead. I can do what I want."
  583. >Shudder
  584. >Finish up and go to make breakfast
  585. >Fluttershy is waiting for you at your table
  586. >"Good morning, darling!"
  587. >Fucking wallhacks.
  588. >Sit down and try to eat cereal
  589. >"So I was thinking, today we could check on my animals, and then have a picnic!"
  590. You can't eat shit.
  591. >"I did this morning"
  592. >You gag on your toast
  593. NOT LIKE THAT YOU INSIPID LITTLE HELLSPAWN.
  594. >She laughs
  595. >"I would just watch you eat! It'll be so cute!"
  596. Yeah. I'm sure going on a date with an undead abomination would be the most wonderful day out.
  597. >Fluttershy lowers her head
  598. >"I'm not an abomination..."
  599. >Give her a flat look
  600. >Shake your head
  601. Look, I'm going out. I have jobs to do.
  602. >She looks up, a smile on her face
  603. >"I could help you!"
  604. >You ponder the idea of a ghost being your personal carry-slave for the day
  605. >Sounds good
  606. >Twilight's voice echos through your head
  607. >"We can't let anyone see Fluttershy, Anon! Or ponies will get it though their heads that they can defy death as well!"
  608. >"Also you're really handsome and smart!"
  609. >Mind-Twilight then begins poledancing
  610. >Hell yeah, mother fucker.
  611. >Shake your head and compose yourself
  612. No. You're staying right here.
  613. >"B-but why?"
  614. Because if ponies see you then they'll try and copy you in death. And I can't be bothered dealing with hordes of spirits refusing to move on. You don't want to be responsible for upsetting the natural balance of nature, do you?
  615. >Fluttershy goes glum
  616. >"I suppose n-not..."
  617. Good girl
  618. >Pat her on the head
  619. >Your hand goes through it and touches the semen suspended inside her
  620. >Pull it out slowly
  621. >She looks up at you sheepishly
  622. >"Uhh. Ectoplasm?"
  623. >Wash your hand and walk out your front door
  624. >Turn to Fluttershy before you close it
  625. >Point at her
  626. Sit.
  627. >She sits on the floor, looking at you expectantly
  628. Stay.
  629. >She starts panting like a dog
  630. Good boy.
  631. >"I'm not a boy."
  632. Dogs can't talk.
  633. >Slam the door and lock it
  634. >Like it will do any good
  635. >She's just going to follow you around and bring about the end of the natural order
  636. >Fucking Fluttershy
  637. >Walk into Ponyville and start asking around for jobs
  638. >No such luck
  639. >Your stomach rumbles and you check your watch
  640. >It's been 3 hours since the single piece of toast you ate.
  641. >Gotta get food fast
  642. >Walk through the market and towards Sugarcube corner
  643. >Pass a very familiar face sat all alone at her stall, looking miserable
  644. >Smile and walk on over
  645. Hey there, Greenthumb. How's business?
  646. >She has her chin rested on the edge of the stall, her eyes look up at you and she manages a return smile
  647. >"H-hey, Anon... Crummy."
  648. >Damn.
  649. No customers today?
  650. >She sighs
  651. >"Nope. I don't know what I'm doing wrong. Is it too expensive? I try to sell my stuff for what it's worth, but no pony seems to want it."
  652. >Look at the sign
  653. >'1 Veg for 1 bit"
  654. >Seems ok
  655. >Some grumpy fuck around here sells cherries for 2 bits
  656. You're fine, Greenthumb. Really. You're going to have good days and bad days in this kind of business. Here, let me help you.
  657. >Pull out around 7 bits and place them on the stand
  658. >Greenthumb's ears perk up and her eyes widen
  659. >"A-all this?!"
  660. Sure. Why not? See you around, Greenthumb.
  661. >Walk away with a smile on your face
  662. >"Bye Anon! Thankyou! Thankyou so much!"
  663. >She's a good pony, that Greenthumb. Must be hard being in the Vegetable business when you've got the likes of Applejack and Carrot Top to worry about. Those two play hardball.
  664. >Finally get a job painting a fence on the outskirts of Ponyville
  665. >Walk towards where you were told the house was
  666. >Pass a familiar path on the way there
  667. >Frown
  668. >Look around
  669. >No one around
  670. >Head down the path
  671. >Towards Fluttershy's Cottage
  672. >A short walk later you arrive at the picturesque little hovel
  673. >Stand there awkwardly for a while
  674. >What were you doing here?
  675. >Find yourself walking towards the house
  676. >Get to the front door
  677. >Absentmindedly knock
  678. >Why would you even do that, no one ho-
  679. >Angel answers the door, looking tired
  680. >Oh.
  681. >Yeah.
  682. >Them.
  683. >Look past Angel and into the house
  684. >Several animals are dragging themselves around the house, groaning from hunger
  685. >It's been 2 days, and no one thought to check on them
  686. >You feel slightly angry at that thought
  687. >You owe Fluttershy this much
  688. >For some reason
  689. >Well ok, you owe the animals. They didn't see this coming. None of you did. They don't deserve to be ignored
  690. >Walk into the kitchen, the smell of animals overpowering you slightly
  691. >Open cupboards and drawers
  692. >Get as much food as you can, and set it out in the middle of the main room
  693. >Stand next to a sack of seeds and oats that you found
  694. >The animals take no notice of you, instead opting to just lie there
  695. >Clear your throat, getting the attention of a few, including Angel, who stands there watching you carefully
  696. Uhh. Lunch time?
  697. >A veritable horde of animals seems to explode from every direction
  698. >Ferrets, owls, otters, dogs, cats, any animal you name appears out of thin air and descends on the food
  699. >Damn they must be hungry.
  700. >The fish and vegetables you laid out are torn to shreds and consumed in a matter of moments, the animals chattering hungrily
  701. >After about a minute of frenzied eating they all look up at you with grateful looks on their faces
  702. >Feels something tug your pant leg
  703. >Look down
  704. >Angel is staring up at you, smiling.
  705. >You pick him up and you both watch in silence as the animals disperse
  706. Angel. You can understand me, right?
  707. >He stands on your right shoulder, and you turn your head to look at him
  708. >He nods
  709. Well... I have some bad news about Fluttershy.
  710. >He looks at you. His face completely neutral, and eyes unblinking. Waiting for you to talk
  711. She uhh. Had an accident. A pretty bad one... And-
  712. >Angel's eyes begin tearing up, his little body shaking
  713. I'm sorry.
  714. >He grabs your head and hugs as hard as he can, burying his face in like his life depended on it
  715. >You pull him off gently and rest him against your chest
  716. >You stand in the middle of the remnants of the feeding frezy, holding the crying rabbit
  717. >Stare at the wall in melancholy silence, waiting for Angel to finish crying his heart out
  718. >Eventually he stops and jumps down
  719. >He puffs out his chest and looks up at you sternly
  720. >Look down at him
  721. You're gonna look after these animals, right? You know where the food is and you won't let them down? They're under your protection now. You've got to be their Guardian Angel.
  722. >He salutes and scampers off outside
  723. >Watch him go
  724. Because I can't be here all the time...
  725. >Walk out after Angel and close the cottage door, taking one final look at the house
  726. >You see Angel talking in animalese to some otters
  727. >He directs them to go somewhere and they oblige, then he runs off to another group of animals
  728. >Smile
  729. >He'll be just fine.
  730. >Just then you hear a faint squeak
  731. >Look around the area, confused
  732. >Notice a dark blob under a nearby bush
  733. >Raise an eyebrow
  734. >Pull at the bush, it just comes away easily
  735. >It's a large hole.
  736. >And a ghost is in it
  737. Fluttershy. What the hell are you doing?
  738. >"O-oh. Well you said I can't be seen. So umm. I'm just using this tunnel I made to get back to my cottage!"
  739. >Blink
  740. >That's actually quite smart. Who knew that the tunnel would be worth something?
  741. >"Is this ok?"
  742. Look, Flutters.
  743. >She swells with pride at the nickname
  744. As long as you don't get seen, you can do what you want. Other than annoy me. Or haunt anyone you don't like.
  745. >"Oh that's not going to happen, I love everything! Especially you..."
  746. >She somehow blushes
  747. >Then frowns
  748. Something wrong?
  749. >"W-well when I was sneaking into the tunnel, I saw one of my animal friends! I went over to comfort him and he just screamed and ran away"
  750. >She tears up
  751. >"What d-did I d-do wrong?"
  752. >It clicks
  753. >Sigh
  754. Fluttershy... You're dead. Animals must act differently around spirits.
  755. >"O-oh. But that can't be right! I see Angel right over there and he looks fine... Though a bit hungry..."
  756. FLUTTERSHY.
  757. >She looks at you, you can see the desperation in her eyes
  758. Just follow me
  759. >She does so, and you walk down the path away from her house a bit
  760. These animals think you're dead now. If you go over to them, you'll scare the life out of them. And if that encounter with an animal this morning taught you anything, it's that animals don't react well to ghosts
  761. >She looks solemnly at you
  762. Besides, Angel is looking after them now. And he's doing a fine job.
  763. >"Angel?"
  764. >She looks back towards the cottage
  765. >You follow her gaze
  766. >Angel is dragging a sack towards a tree of waiting birds
  767. >He signals them and they fly down to him, where they start eat grains he throws on the floor
  768. >Fluttershy giggles
  769. >"He always was such a good boy"
  770. >She sighs
  771. >"I-I guess I can forget about them now... But where am I supposed to go?"
  772. >You knew this was coming
  773. Look. Until you, ya know, "accept death". You can stay at my place. Just try not to wreck it. Okay?
  774. >She brightens up
  775. >"O-ok! I'll just... Go there... now..."
  776. >She slowly floats back to the hole she crawled out of, taking one final long look at her animal friends before disappearing down it
  777. >Poor thing. Her animals were her life.
  778. >Now all she has is...
  779. >You.
  780. >Take a deep breath and set off towards to your job
  781. >The stallion who gave it to you promised some nice pay, since he's never got the time to do it
  782. >You get to the right place and start work, after being instructed by the guys wife
  783. >Couldn't quite understand why she didn't do the work herself.
  784. >But hey, money's money.
  785. >You paint in silence over the course of the morning and into early afternoon
  786. >Once you've finished you get your payment - 20 bits. Not bad at all.
  787. >Walking home you look down the path to Fluttershy's cottage
  788. >Smile and carry on walking
  789. >He'll be fine.
  790.  
  791. ---
  792. Part 3
  793. ---
  794.  
  795. >Day Ghostbusters in Equestria
  796. >Wake up the next day feeling pretty relaxed
  797. >You have enough bits in your pocket and savings
  798. >About 150 all together, so you're in a good spot
  799. >Decide to take a day off to enjoy yourself
  800. >Sat in your kitchen eating the increasingly disturbing cereal "Cheery Chews" brand
  801. >You swear the person that designed these cereals was depraved
  802. >The first one you ate was called "Friendly Fudge"
  803. >Then they brought out a new one called "Jobless Juicey"
  804. >Then it was "Wife-beating Blast"
  805. >Finally they came out with "I'm going to prison Surprise"
  806. >Like the names of the cereal, the stuff itself tasted even more depressing each time they brought out a new one.
  807. >You're currently eating "Rehabilitation Rhubarb"
  808. >It's just rhubarb.
  809. >You're eating rhubarb for breakfast out of a cardboard box.
  810. >Goddamn horses.
  811. >You read the description of the toys you got with it
  812. >"This is Crazy Caramel! Don't let him stay alone with Wife Windy, or Husband Hershel will go on a road trip with the cops again!"
  813. >Shake your head and finish your rhubarb
  814. >Suddenly notice the dead silence in your kitchen
  815. >Your clock doesn't tick, and there are no birds outside chirping. So you stand taking in an unnerving peacefulness for a few seconds
  816. >Realise that Fluttershy hasn't shown her face all morning
  817. >Maybe she moved on?
  818. >She would have woken you
  819. >Or at least tried one last rape attempt with her freaky ghost powers before she left
  820. >Grab your trusty jacket off the coat rack
  821. >Notice a small hole where the stitches hold the arm to the shoulder
  822. >Let out a groan
  823. >Guess it's a trip to Rarity's today
  824. >You needed to visit her anyway, you suppose.
  825. >Head out the door and walk towards the boutique
  826. >Take the familiar route through town, the Market.
  827. >Today is incredibly quiet, only a few stalls are set up
  828. >The few ponies that are set up are either looking very bored or asleep
  829. >See one such pony sat at her stall playing with a cucumber
  830. >No, you flithy animal.
  831. >God damn.
  832. >She's rolling it around on the stall counter
  833. >Walk on over
  834. >She sees you coming and her day looks like it was just made
  835. >Hastily she puts the cucumber back in a box
  836. Hope you weren't planning on selling that, Greenthumb.
  837. >She blushes fiercly
  838. >"N-not at all, Anon. So uhh. What brings you around here?"
  839. Nothing really. Just saw that not too many stalls were set up. Any luck today?
  840. >"A few customers. About 5 from my daily quota. H-how about you? Is your stall ok?"
  841. >Grin at her
  842. >She realises what she just said
  843. >"Oh. Umm. Yeah. Sorry."
  844. >She's like Fluttershy.
  845. >Without the rape
  846. Well it's good to hear that you're getting somewhere. Applejack and Carrot Top aren't around today so you have a good chance of selling lots of stuff!
  847. >She beams at that
  848. >"Yup! I sure hope so."
  849. >Then she starts shuffling her hooves around
  850. >"I like it when you visit me, Anon. It gives me motivation..."
  851. >Smile warmly
  852. That's alright, Greenthumb. I'm happy to help a friend.
  853. >At the word friend she displays a shadow of a wince
  854. Something wrong?
  855. >"Well umm. I was kinda hoping."
  856. >She clears her throat and stands up tall, looking you in the eye with determination you rarely see her show
  857. >"I want to go out with you to dinner."
  858. >You stare at her for a moment
  859. >As you expected, her composure quickly crumbles and she slumps again, looking at you sheepishly
  860. >"Uhh. Is that okay?"
  861. I'd love to, Greenthumb.
  862. >Grin to show her you mean it
  863. >And you do.
  864. >You haven't actually been interested in anyone around here, in the two years you've been in this world.
  865. >Fluttershy was off the list for obvious reasons, the rest of the Mane 6 were volatile, even Applejack with her workaholism.
  866. >Rarity was far more depraved than you imagined, and preferred the company of other mares, much to your shock
  867. >Twilight had OCD and took every little comment like a steak to the heart
  868. >Rainbow Dash had an ego the size of Canterlot, and no matter how hard you looked you couldn't see any cracks in it. Either she's masking her real self incredibly well or she's genuinely that self-centered.
  869. >Pinkie Pie was Hyper Active and surprisingly scary when she wanted to be
  870. >She once locked you in her basement and forcefed you delicious candy for an hour because you didn't feel like eating much
  871. >Lovely mare, but utterly terrifying.
  872. >Applejack, as you mentioned, was always working. You were amazed that she ever found time to spend with her friends. And her brother was incredibly protective of her around stallions.
  873. >On top of all that, none of the Mane 6, bar Fluttershy, had ever shown an interest in you.
  874. >Maybe Rainbow Dash when she got drunk, but her reasons for trying to get you in bed was so she could claim that she once "Fucked an entire species"
  875. >Technically she was right, but you weren't in the mood after she went on about how mastering your dick would be one SMALL step for ponykind
  876. >Fucking Rainbow Dash.
  877. >You wanted someone normal
  878. >Someone down to earth
  879. >Simple
  880. >Nice
  881. >Funny in their own little way
  882. >No freaky magic powers or wings
  883. >Just someone normal to spend and enjoy time with
  884. >Greenthumb might be that mare
  885. >She looks up at you with a innocent smile
  886. >"Oh wow, uhh... Great! Sooo Where should we meet?"
  887. Right here? It's easier.
  888. >"Sounds good! Tomorrow? If you're not busy, that is."
  889. I can make room.
  890. >With that you say your goodbyes and you leave her looking more awake and motivated than ever
  891. >You hope things go ok. It would be nice to be with someone who doesn't want to rape you.
  892. >You pass a shop window and look at the wares
  893. >That cake looks awfully good
  894. >You peer closer
  895. >Suddenly the icing takes on a new shape
  896. >Fluttershy's face
  897. >And she looks pissed
  898. >You take a step back and shake your head
  899. >Looking again, the icing is normal.
  900. >Must have all been in your head
  901. >You HAVE been thinking about her a lot today. Maybe you're just tired.
  902. >Putting her out of your mind, you walk towards Rarity's shop.
  903. >One uneventful walk later you march through the door, the little bell above the shop door telling her of your arrival
  904. >Her head pokes out from behind a dress rack
  905. >"Oh, Anon, dear! How are you?"
  906. >She gets busy fussing over you, checking your clothes and hair style
  907. >"You simply must get a trim, it's getting too long. Most unbefitting for a man such as yourself."
  908. >She goes on about how you always suited shorter hair while you wait for her to stop
  909. Rarity-
  910. >"And your pants! They're a mess! Have you been... Painting with them on?!"
  911. Rar-
  912. >"Ugh, your jacket is also filthy, do you wear that everywhere you go?"
  913. Rarity.
  914. >"I ah- yes, darling?"
  915. This is about my jacket. Could you please mend this bit for me?
  916. >You point out the broken stitches and the hole
  917. >"Ahh, say no more, Anon. say no more."
  918. >She takes the jacket from you and trots into the backroom, telling you to wait right there.
  919. >Stand around, inspecting the room for a few minutes
  920. >Feel a slight breeze from behind
  921. >Turn to see if it was a window
  922. >All the windows are shut. As is the door.
  923. >You feel a sense of dread
  924. >Hear a faint noise behind you, like a breathe on your neck
  925. >Spin around
  926. >Nothing there
  927. >Hear Rarity singing to herself in the next room
  928. >"I'll not be a moment, Anonymous! This seam is giving me a bit of trouble but not to worry!"
  929. >Another draft blows past you
  930. >Stay perfectly still
  931. >"I'm not very happy, Anon."
  932. >That wasn't Rarity.
  933. >That was Fluttershy.
  934. >Turn to face her
  935. >She's not there
  936. >Whisper so that Rarity doesn't hear you
  937. Fluttershy? Where are you?
  938. >No reply
  939. >The breeze has also stopped
  940. >You're well and truly alone in the room
  941. >Shortly after, Rarity skips back into the room looking pleased with herself
  942. >"Those humans know how to stitch! I've never had to match such precise hoofwork before! But I did it!"
  943. Thank you so much, Rarity. Really. This jacket means a lot to me.
  944. >"Oh well I know all about that. But you never told me much about the fashion scene there... Pity. I'd love to know how you manage to do such a flawless job with these jackets."
  945. >The jacket in question was something cheap you picked up back home
  946. >Machine stitched, naturally. Far more precise than what Rarity uses.
  947. >You leave the boutique, happy that your jacket lives to fight another day
  948. >But Fluttershy is now on your mind more than ever
  949. >Not happy? About what?
  950. >Were you really not seeing things in that shop window?
  951. >You decide to head home, seeing as you haven't got much to do but relax today.
  952. >Actually, a few books might be in order
  953. >Take a detour to the Library to pick some up
  954. >Knock on the door, which is opened by Spike
  955. >"Heya, Anon! Here for Twilight?"
  956. Nah. Just books. Mind if I look around?
  957. >"Sure, whatever. Come on in."
  958. >You step through and start searching through the non-fiction section
  959. >'Ghosts, Goblins and Ghoulish creatures'
  960. >'1001 ways to spot a Ghost'
  961. >'Ghost stories for foals'
  962. >'How to tell if you have pissed off the supernatural'
  963. >Well thanks, universe. I appreciate it.
  964. >Hear a thud behind you
  965. >Turn to see Twilight faceplanted at the bottom of the stairs
  966. >She speaks, her voice muffled by the floor
  967. >"I heard your voice. Came to see how you are"
  968. That's nice, dear.
  969. >Turn back around and keep browsing
  970. >Twilight picks herself up and walks up behind you
  971. >"Sooo. Fiction. Wouldn't you rather read something nicer? Like the social/cultural impact of modern magics in the last century?"
  972. >Roll your eyes
  973. Just a quick story, Twilight. Something to uhh, take my mind off a few things.
  974. >"How about this?"
  975. >'"You're a dead pony" - And other spooky tales'
  976. Really, Twilight? Really?
  977. >She blushes
  978. >"Well you are sorta searching through the horror section of the Library"
  979. >Realise that you are
  980. >Now you feel silly
  981. >Twilight helps you sift through some more books until you settle on a few, a romantic tale about two stallions called 'Horseback Peak', an adventure/comedy called 'World of Discs' and a tragedy called 'in the place of a parent'.
  982. >Satisfied with your choices, you head on back.
  983. >Your walk is quiet. You wave to a few ponies and enjoy the heat of the sun on the back of your neck
  984. >Everything is peaceful. Way too peaceful
  985. >It scares you
  986. >Maybe you're just being paranoid
  987. >So Fluttershy isn't gone, big deal. You can cope with her
  988. >Right?
  989. >She's undead, you can't touch her, she can touch you, she can follow you anywhere you go, and she was a rapist in life.
  990. >You'll be fine
  991. >You feel yourself sweating as you near your door
  992. >You've got nothing to be scared of
  993. >You fumble to put your keys in the lock
  994. >Nothing to worry about
  995. >Turn the key
  996. >Nothing to fear
  997. >Push open the door
  998. >Nothing to lose any sleep over
  999. >Your house is silent
  1000. >Stand looking into the gloomy dark
  1001. >All your curtains are shut, you must have not opened them this morning
  1002. >Yeah, that must be it.
  1003. >You quiver slightly as you walk through the door
  1004. >The walls seem to be closing in
  1005. >Are they closing in?
  1006. >No they're still
  1007. >WHAT WAS THAT
  1008. >Oh it was the clock
  1009. >You grip the books in your hands as hard as you can
  1010. >Your fingers are going numb from the strain
  1011. >Glance at yourself in the mirror
  1012. >Stop shaking and stare
  1013. >Your face is pale and sweat is making your forehead glisten
  1014. >Breathe deeply
  1015. Ok Anon. It's okay. Calm down
  1016. >Manage a smile
  1017. >The nervous human in the mirror replicates it
  1018. It's just your house
  1019. >"It's mine too"
  1020. >Scream like a little girl
  1021. >Drop the books
  1022. >Run upstairs as fast as you can and barricade yourself in the bathroom
  1023. >Fluttershy appears in the bathtub and pulls back the curtain, wearing a showercap and holding a louffa
  1024. >You scream again and fumble with the door
  1025. >Managing to throw it open and slightly damage the hinges you quite literally throw yourself downstairs
  1026. >You hit several steps on the way down and bounce slightly in a comedic fashion
  1027. >Several choice words escape your lips as you tumble
  1028. >Hitting the bottom you groan
  1029. >Turn your head to the left
  1030. >Fluttershy is led on her side next to you, her head rested on a hoof
  1031. >She's glaring at you
  1032. >Slowly pick yourself up and drag yourself to the still open door, which seems to be a beacon of light in the darkness you find yourself in
  1033. >Now's not the time for poetic metaphors, brain
  1034. >Sorry
  1035. >You rest a hand on the doorframe and gasp for breath
  1036. >A pair of supernaturally strong limbs grab your left leg and pull
  1037. >You struggle and grip the edge of the doorframe, kicking out against the monster pulling you back
  1038. >Unable to hold on any longer, you lose your grip and get dragged backwards along the floor back into your house, screaming the whole time
  1039. >You flail your hands in panic as your salvation slips away from you
  1040. >As you scream a ghostly force slams the door shut before your eyes and locks it
  1041. >Fluttershy's been busy
  1042. >In total darkness you lie on the floor
  1043. >Every shadow seems enhanced by your fear
  1044. >You twitch madly and sit up, scrambling over to a wall and wrapping your arms around your legs
  1045. F-fluttershy? Are you there?
  1046. >A hollow sounding voice answers you, coming from the very walls themselves
  1047. >"Of course I'm here, Anon. I'll always be here."
  1048. >You shudder
  1049. Was that you today? In the cake and Rarity's shop? Why are you doing this?
  1050. >"Because I love you, Anon. I always have."
  1051. That's no reason to follow me everywhere. But why are you so angry? Because I left the house?
  1052. >"Oh no, not at all. You can do WHAT you want."
  1053. >You don't like the emphasis on 'What'
  1054. >"I just don't like you doing WHO you want."
  1055. >Uh oh. She can't mean-
  1056. >"I watched you flirt with that simple little stand owner today, Anon. I saw you laughing and chatting like she's your lover. Do you love her Anon?"
  1057. What? No! I just like her as a friend-
  1058. >"LIAR!"
  1059. >At that moment Fluttershy explodes out of the wall, her face contorted with the sort of rage you'd see in the Devil himself
  1060. >She shrieks like a banshee and flies straight through you into the wall you're sat against
  1061. >"I SAW YOU! DON'T LIE TO ME! I SEE EVERYTHING YOU DO!"
  1062. B-but what about other ponies seeing you? Don't yo-
  1063. >The house shakes, pictures on a nearby shelf shuffling around from the quake
  1064. >You slam your mouth shut and stay quiet
  1065. >"There's more to being a spirit than meets the eye, honey."
  1066. I-I'm n-not your... honey...
  1067. >Whoops
  1068. >Fluttershy rises out of the floorboards infront of you, her face a frightening combination of calm serenity and unbridled rage
  1069. >She smiles sweetly at you and strokes your face, her eyes narrowed and mouth slightly open
  1070. >She breathes out as her hoof touches your cheek
  1071. >You recoil slightly from how ice cold it was
  1072. >Fluttershy pauses, then continues to stroke you
  1073. >"Hush now, my little Anon. I'll keep you safe from that horrible mare. Don't you worry. I'm not just confined to this house."
  1074. >With that she floats through the wall into the outside world, humming an innocent tune
  1075. NO!
  1076. >You stagger to your feet and run at the front door, trying desperately to pull the lock back
  1077. >It won't budge
  1078. >You slam your shoulder into the door over and over again, the solid wood harming you more than you're harming it
  1079. >Gripping your hair you scream in frustration
  1080. >Your mind wanders to what that psychopath might do to Greenthumb
  1081. >She won't even see it coming
  1082. >You roar again and run into the living room
  1083. >You look around for anything
  1084. >See the window
  1085. >It's a large window designed to let the sun in and give you something to look through as you read
  1086. >Single glazed glass
  1087. >Pick up a book and hurl it at the glass
  1088. >The book bounces right off, not leaving a scratch
  1089. >Shocked, you inspect the glass
  1090. >You press a hand to it
  1091. >A faint blue aura meets your hand, rendering it unable to actually touch the glass
  1092. >You push your palm against it as hard as you can
  1093. >The aura gives in slightly, and you're able to touch the glass itself, but as soon as you relax, the aura bounces back against your hand
  1094. >You need something bigger
  1095. >Look around
  1096. >You eyes settle on your beloved reading chair
  1097. >You strain yourself and pick up the armchair
  1098. >Struggling to hold it, let alone walk, you stumble towards the window and with all your strength, hurl it straight at the glass
  1099. >The chair slams against the glass and flies straight through, you quickly follow it out and watch from outside as the blue barrier quickly reforms over your exit
  1100. >Look at the chair
  1101. >The fabric is ruined
  1102. >Mutter a quick sorry to your faithful companion throughout your literary crusade in this world and set off running towards Ponyville
  1103. >You are Greenthumb
  1104. >Today was absolutely brilliant
  1105. >Not only did you manage to sell 5 bits over your quota, you got a date with Anon!
  1106. >You giggle slightly as you walk into your kitchen and set your bits on the counter
  1107. >Smile proudly at it
  1108. >Look around your house for a while in content silence
  1109. >It's a small house
  1110. >Single story, one bedroom, kitchen and a bathroom.
  1111. >But it's yours
  1112. >And that's all that matters
  1113. >But soon, maybe it will be more than yours...
  1114. >You blush slightly and smile even harder at the thought
  1115. >You trot into your bedroom and pick up a magazine
  1116. >Some fashion mag full of clothes you'll never afford
  1117. >But it's nice to look at the pictures
  1118. >Stare wistfully at a beautiful dress in the top right of the page
  1119. >You'll need something to wear for your date with Anon
  1120. >Walk over to your closet and pull out your special 'going out' piece you saved for special occasions
  1121. >A simple little thing, it goes with your blue coat quite well
  1122. >You gasp as you pull it out
  1123. >Tears begin to form
  1124. >The whole thing is utterly shredded
  1125. >Pieces of fabric drop from the wreck and you fight to hold back your tears
  1126. >Slump to the floor, clutching the remains of the dress
  1127. >You sob quietly for a while
  1128. >Stare at it once more
  1129. >You can't even imagine how this could have happened
  1130. >Unless somep0ny has been in your house...
  1131. >You eyes widen
  1132. >Run to your safebox under your bed, where your savings are
  1133. >Punch in the combination and open the lid
  1134. >A single bit lies inside
  1135. >Gawp at it
  1136. >You had saved over 55 bits over the last 3 months
  1137. >The tears begin to flow once more and you miserably close the box
  1138. >Why you?
  1139. >As the tears continue to fall, you walk into your kitchen where your sack of bits is
  1140. >It's not on the counter
  1141. >It's on the kitchen table
  1142. >And a mare is sat at the table looking straight at you
  1143. >But not just any mare
  1144. >The Element of Kindness herself, Fluttershy.
  1145.  
  1146. ---
  1147. Part 4
  1148. ---
  1149.  
  1150. >Fluttershy is glaring at you
  1151. >And you don't know how to react
  1152. >Last you heard, she was dead. Killing in the storm, in Anon's house no less
  1153. >You try to take a step back but she's fixing you with a look so violent you find yourself paralyzed with fear
  1154. >She floats off the chair she was "sat" on and hovers through the table towards you, not even using her wings
  1155. >You stammer to find words, but can't think of anything to say
  1156. >The whole situation is just so surreal
  1157. >You never even spoke to Fluttershy in life. And only knew about her because of her connection to the Elements of Harmony
  1158. >She stops moving inches from your face, her ghostly presence filling you with dread
  1159. >She narrows her eyes even harder
  1160. >You still can't move, a thousand questions running through your mind, but one standing out over the others
  1161. W-why are you here?
  1162. >Fluttershy smiles
  1163. >"You took something very precious from me."
  1164. >That can't be right. You've never even met her before now.
  1165. Have I? I d-don't understand!
  1166. >You start crying again
  1167. >This is too much, the dress, the money, the ghost of a dead celebrity accusing you of theft
  1168. >You just want a quiet life, is that too much to ask for?
  1169. >Fluttershy growls
  1170. >"Yes. You did. Anon doesn't want you. He never has! He only loves me and is only acting like this towards you because my death has made him confused"
  1171. >There is suddenly a loud bang, scaring the life out of you and the death out of Fluttershy
  1172. >A stern voice is heard and a figure steps out from behind a corner
  1173. >"Ah. There you are."
  1174. >You are Anon
  1175. >You had only visited Greenthumb's house once, when you had to fix her leaking roof.
  1176. >That's how you became so well aquainted with one another
  1177. >You can read Fluttershy like a book, so you know where she would go. Straight to the source of the "problem" and try and remove it.
  1178. >She had done the same in the past.
  1179. >Once she found out where you were getting your locks from for all your windows and doors, she actually took up Law, became a Lawyer, found out that the company supplying your locks were dodging taxes, sued them, ran them out of business, and used the funds she had aquirred from it to fund her fetish-guessing attempts and forcing you to find another place to buy locks
  1180. >All in the space of 2 months.
  1181. >Admirable determination
  1182. >But now she's gone too far, and is probably going to hurt Greenthumb
  1183. >You'd like her not to, so that's why you are now about to shoulder charge Greenthumb's front door.
  1184. >You brace yourself for the impact and put everything into your weight as you slam right into it
  1185. >The door gives way and you break the locks restraining it inside
  1186. >It flies open inwards and you come to a halt inside Greenthumb's house
  1187. >Hearing two shocked cries from the kitchen you turn around a corner
  1188. Ah. There you are.
  1189. >Fluttershy flies up to you
  1190. >"Anon! D-dear! Look! I found that horrible pony trying to take you from me! We can take care of her together!"
  1191. >You look at her sadly. No more rage. Just sadness
  1192. >She cocks her head in confusion at you
  1193. >"Umm. What's wrong?"
  1194. >Shake your head
  1195. What happened to you, Fluttershy? You used to be so sweet, the Element of KINDNESS, for fucks sake.
  1196. >"W-what do you mean? I'm s-showing you how much I love you! I'm removing any problems in our relationship!"
  1197. >She desperately starts stroking your face
  1198. >Your expression doesn't change, you keep staring through her with nothing but pity
  1199. >Fluttershy's attitude takes on a more violent edge
  1200. >"LOOK AT ME, ANONYMOUS."
  1201. >You comply
  1202. I remember when I first got here. Do you?
  1203. >This takes her by surprise
  1204. >"Of course I remember!"
  1205. I remember being cold and scared, and alone in this terrifying world.
  1206. >"Oh you were so miserable! I simply had to take you in!"
  1207. >She smiles at the memories, her face becoming more gentle by the second
  1208. >You continue
  1209. Do you remember those nights we spent in your cottage? I was too afraid to go outside and you understood, gave me as much time as I needed?
  1210. >"W-well it would have been mean to force you..."
  1211. Remember when, after about two weeks, I had finally worked up the courage to go out into the community, with you at my side, encouraging me?
  1212. >Fluttershy sits down on the floor, looking up at you, clearly entranced by memories of her past life
  1213. >You look her straight in the face and carry on
  1214. I remember. I also remember when I moved into my own house. And from then on, every morning, without fail, come rain or shine, you would be there.
  1215. >Fluttershy sniffs and you see more of those strange "ghost tears" form
  1216. I would always expect you at my door, every morning. You would always try to "guess my fetish"
  1217. >You wave your hands around to emphasise it
  1218. >Fluttershy giggles
  1219. >"I-it was so I could get you to love me..."
  1220. And did I ever? After all those times, after a year and a half of fetish guessing and oggling at my body, did I ever once express my love for you?
  1221. >She looks sad again
  1222. >"No... You didn't..."
  1223. Do you want to know why?
  1224. >She peers up at you through her ethereal mane
  1225. Because I didn't need to. You were like family to me.
  1226. >Fluttershy's lip quivers slightly
  1227. You were like a creepy sister. And I knew that even though you did everything in your power to molest and 'seduce' me, I could, for some reason, count on you.
  1228. >Fluttershy is now openly crying, tears streaking down her face and hitting the floor, despite them fading the moment they make contact with the wooden surface
  1229. Do you have any idea what it did to me, your death?
  1230. >Fluttershy is silent
  1231. And then you come back from the dead. I think I've gone completely mad. Driven insane by the grief of your passing. The death of someone who only wants my dick, and yet I came to see as my first friend in this world.
  1232. >She is shaking her head and weeping
  1233. >"I-I just w-wanted to s-see you again..."
  1234. >Crouch down and try to touch her face
  1235. >Your hand goes straight through
  1236. Fluttershy, let me touch you.
  1237. >She solidifies her face and you gently touch it
  1238. >She leans into your hand, rubbing her freezing cold cheek against the warmth of your hand
  1239. Fluttershy. You were my friend. And then you defy death itself to see me. That speaks volumes, but then you start acting crazier than usual. You trap me in my own house and act obsessive. It scared me, Fluttershy.
  1240. >She gazes at you mournfully
  1241. You seemed so happy, Fluttershy. Then you start becoming so distant. Like the very thing that made you Fluttershy was sucked out of you.
  1242. >"M...my animals..."
  1243. Yes?
  1244. >"They meant the world to me... And t-then you tell me t-that they won't like me anymore if I show myself, and you were right... They were so scared of me..."
  1245. >She sniffs, tears still dropping from her eyes
  1246. >"A-and then, I went to see Applejack, and she thought I was a vengeful spirit. She chased me off her farm, screaming at me."
  1247. >You carry on stroking her face, your hand going numb from the cold
  1248. >"So then I realise, you're the only thing I have left... I'm so scared, Anon."
  1249. >You pull her into a hug, her body chilling you to the core, but you don't care.
  1250. >You just want her nightmare to be over
  1251. It's ok, Fluttershy
  1252. >"N-no Animals, no friends, no home, no life. A-all I have is you. A-and you tried to move on, tried to see G-greenthumb and it made me so angry..."
  1253. >You glance at Greenthumb, who is watching you both with a sad look on her face
  1254. >She nods at you, as if to encourage you to keep going
  1255. >You look back down at the spectral pony in your arms, and you keep stroking her mane
  1256. >Your fingers seem to pass straight through it, yet you can feel it exciting the tips of your fingers
  1257. I think it's time for you to move on, Fluttershy. You're not happy here.
  1258. >She looks up at you
  1259. >And smiles slightly
  1260. >"I love you, Anon. I really do."
  1261. >You smile weakly back at her
  1262. >"But I just..."
  1263. >You squeeze her
  1264. >"Want this..."
  1265. >She sniffs
  1266. >"To end..."
  1267. >And just like that, she disappears, seemigly fading into nothing
  1268. >Your arms collapse inwards slightly, the resistance keeping them back disipating
  1269. >You sit there on the floor in shock for a second, then sigh
  1270. >She's gone. For good.
  1271. >Greenthumb trots over to you
  1272. >She places a hoof on your shoulder
  1273. >Look at her and pull her into a hug
  1274. >You both hold each other in silence for what seems like forever, the world seemingly stood still, waiting for you to have your moment
  1275. >Greenthumb speaks up
  1276. >"She's happier now, isn't she?"
  1277. She's at peace.
  1278. >2 weeks later
  1279. >You told the Mane 6, now the Mane 5, what happened.
  1280. >Applejack's tough-girl approach shattered when she learned that Fluttershy was actually trying to talk to her when she went to Applejack's farm, and not a spirit from beyond the grave come to haunt her
  1281. >Twilight was shocked that Fluttershy hadn't gone for good, like she'd thought, and asked questions about her.
  1282. >You answered what you could, and you all went out for dinner in honour of the sweetest pony in Ponyville
  1283. >You sat and ate in silence throughout the meal. The other 5 had never believed you about Fluttershy's various antics. They just thought it was cute
  1284. >You let out a short laugh at the memory of Fluttershy performing a choreographed swordfight for you on your front doorstep while you laughed and drank applejuice on sunny morning.
  1285. >Twilight looks at you and raises an eyebrow
  1286. >"Something wrong, Anon?"
  1287. >Look at her, sipping your drink while the others laugh and joke about what they and Fluttershy used to do together
  1288. Nothing. Just memories.
  1289. >She smiles and gets back to talking to Rarity
  1290. >Things were going pretty good for you nowadays
  1291. >You and Greenthumb hit it off amazingly well. You both laugh at each other's terrible jokes and think that Celestia's rear is too wide. A match made in heaven
  1292. >She moved into your house because it was big enough for the two of you.
  1293. >You still remember the look of awe on her face as she stepped through the door, looked at the stairs leading to the second floor and said: "All THIS is YOURS?!"
  1294. >On most days you both head out to your respective jobs. Greenthumb used your entire backgarden as a vegetable patch, and you even got Applejack to share some of her trade secrets to help her
  1295. >Your reputation just keeps on growing, and you soon found yourself with a schedule, something you'd never had before then.
  1296. >As for Angel bunny, well. You keep him supplied with food, he keeps the animals off Greenthumb's garden. Turns out Rabbits are born negotiators. Who knew?
  1297. >You are just finishing up trimming a hedge for a family on the outskirts of Ponyville
  1298. >They give their thanks and some bits for your troubles, and with a wave you set off back home
  1299. >On your way back you make the same detour you have for the last 2 weeks.
  1300. >You walk up a short hill and find yourself surrounded by large slabs of stone with names engraved in them
  1301. >You keep walking until you reach a small one under a tree, a few yellow roses rest at it's base
  1302. >'Fluttershy - Element of Kindness - Saviour of Equestria - Friend'
  1303. >You smile
  1304. >Ponies could be cheesy at times. But that cheesiness had grown on you
  1305. >You stand in silent contemplation and respect for a while
  1306. >Eventually you look towards the sun, that's heading towards the horizon, basking all in it's influence in a deep orange
  1307. >You lean down and pat the gravestone with a hand
  1308. >Smile
  1309. >Walk past it and down the hill towards your home, and Greenthumb
  1310. >You look back towards the tree and shake your head
  1311. Fucking Fluttershy.
  1312.  
  1313. The End.

[FLUTTERRAPE] Happy Birthday

by Nebulus

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by Nebulus

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