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// Chapter 3 
// Story: Flutter My Heart Ashore 
// by RainbowDangerDash97 
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Fluttershy slowly backed away, horrified with what she had just done. She had never in her life plucked up the courage to say such a thing, and had no idea what possessed her to do it now. "If you don't mind...that is."

Pinkie Pie's mind was almost blown. "Really? Do...you mean it?" she asked,  a little shyly.

"O - Of course," Fluttershy whimpered. She hid behind a tree. 

"This is too good to be true!" Pinkie Pie cried out, feeling joy, for the first time in her life. "BFFs?"

"BFF?" Fluttershy asked, cocking her head in confusion.

"Best friends forever," Pinkie replied. 

Fluttershy shook her head slightly, before nodding vigorously. "Yay."

The two fillies spent the rest of the day playing with each other, like everypony should.

Suddenly, as the wind blew, two voices called out. "Pinkamena Diane Pie! Come back here this instant!"

Pinkie's eyes were darkened once more. "I'm sorry," she whispered. She shot a look back to her rock farm. "I'll have to go home now."

"Oh, my! However shall I get home?" Fluttershy asked herself. She looked up above her, to her former home in Cloudsdale. "It's too far, and I can't fly!"

Pinkie Pie's sharp mind began to come alive, as the possibilities hit her. On behalf of her friend, she thought and thought of a solution. "That's it!" she said. She beckoned Fluttershy to climb up the tree beside her. The yellow filly scrambled up the big oak tree, nearly falling every now and then. 

Pinkie Pie muttered, "Here we go." She lacked the excitement, craziness, and joy the Pinkie Pie us bronies knew and loved had. She scrambled up the tree just as Fluttershy had, and stepped on the same twig her friend was lying on. She counted to three, and bounced continuosly on the twig. Fluttershy, who was clinging on to the twig for dear life, was flung up into the sky, back at home. As she was soaring in mid-air, she waved at Pinkie Pie, blushing a pale pink - such as her mane. 	

Pinkie Pie's eyes twinkled with a touch of sadness in them, and she stood there, waving,  before returning back to her home, her loneliness shadowing far over the joy she experienced that day.

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"Pinkamena Diane Pie!" Blueberry Pie (fan name for Pinkie's mother) scolded, her stern glare fixed upon the filly. Pinkie Pie, suddenly burst to life, and cried out, "I made a new friend, Mummy!"

Her father, Mince Pie, looked shocked. "Pinkamena Diane Pie!" he shouted. Pinkie Pie was so used to them not saying anything else but her name to her, that she already understood what her wanted to say.

Pinkie sighed, "Yes, Daddy." She walked away slowly.

"Pinkamena Diane Pie," Mince Pie said. Quite surprisingly, he spoke something other than his daughter's name! "You know you are not to leave your work just because of a friend. Making friends are not allowed here, thank you very much."	

Pinkie Pie mumbled, "Yes, Daddy." 

Inkie and Blinkie glared at Pinkie, as the filly trotted away once more.

"I forbid you to meet your friend again," Mince Pie went on.

Pinkie Pie had no choice but to say, "Yes, Daddy." She retired to the room she and her sisters shared.

It just wasn't fair, she told herself, as she slept that night. She had only just found friendship, and yet she couldn't share it. Maybe if her family wasn't so lonely, boring and sad. Maybe they would understand, if THEY were to be fished out of their gloominess. But what could she do about it? There was nothing here but rocks, rocks, rocks. Oh, well. She'll NEVER live a proper filly's life.