//------------------------------//
// Mutant Petunias 
// Story: Roses are Red, Violets are Blue 
// by GrizzlytheMedic 
//------------------------------//

	“Celestia damn it!” Roseluck’s angry voice echoed throughout her backyard greenhouse.
“You Ok Rosie?” Blake’s deep masculine voice came from the front of the steamy building. 
“Can you come give me a hand with these petunias?” Roseluck asked the human.
“Sure. Gimme a sec.” Blake said, setting down a large bag of plant food and fertilizer. He wiped the sweat from his brow as he made his way to the opposite end of the greenhouse.
“What’s the issue?” He asked the mare, pushing a stray lock of his black hair back into place. 
“That magic fertilizer Twilight gave me screwed these petunias up. Look!” Roseluck pointed a hoof to the ground. 
Blake looked down and saw the mess she spoke of. The roots of the flowers had grown through the pots and even the holed mat they rested on. Some were even touching the floor.
“Christ!” He exclaimed.
“I know! Why do I ever take anything from that alicorn anymore,” She facehoofed and sighed. 
“Hey, wanna go out for drinks tonight? I’ll make it up to ya.” Blake asked. 
“Not a half bad idea Blake! We can get ready as soon as you help me with these...fucking...roots!” She tried tugging at the sturdy vines with her hooves to no avail. Blake nudged her out of the way and he grabbed hold of the vines and tore a bunch away from the petunias. 
“How in the name of Luna you can do that, I have no clue.” Roseluck could only gawk at his dexterity and strength. 
Blake just took the roots in one hand and wiggle his fingers in the other. His brown eyes looking directly into her own lime green orbs. 
“What I would do for a set of those.” Roseluck smiled as she playfully punched Blake in the side. 
“Go wash up. I got the rest.” Blake offered.
“Ever the gentlecolt I see?” Roseluck giggled.
“You know, if it wasn’t for the fact that I’ve been living with you for 6 months, I’d say you have a crush on me like a little school filly.” Blake grinned.
“Shut up you big dope and just remove those darn roots!” She laughed as she exited the greenhouse. 

Blake had been living in Equestria for six months. A bookworm back on Earth, he was far from a socialite and tended to keep to himself. The issue was, he wasn’t a touchy-feely type of guy, so he was in for a bit of a culture shock when he realized how cuddly these ponies could be. He had met Roseluck after he had been buying flowers for a local mare he was trying to impress.

She had told him to go with purple roses rather than the traditional red. It worked, but as for the relationship, well, it went downhill fast. He ended up moving in with Roseluck in exchange for his help around her house and garden. Roseluck loved it particularly when he would take his shirt off in the summer. It wasn’t pure physical attraction but rather curiosity, the way his rather dull abs gleamed with sweat in the midday sun. He was no hunk, both Roseluck and Blake knew this. However, Blake had been noticing his feelings towards Roseluck change recently, more from friend to marefriend. He wasn’t sure why, but he found the way she swayed her hips when she was working hypnotized him. Images of her glorious sexy body raced through his mind as he yanked at the mutant petunia’s roots. As he finished the last of the vines, he dusted his hands off and headed for 	the house, closing the greenhouse door behind him. He ascended the stairs to his own room as he heard the shower running in the bathroom they shared. 
“Hey! The roots are all set!” He yelled through the door and over the spray of the water. 
“Sweet! Thanks Blake!” Roseluck answered. 
She washed herself of the dirt, dust and sweat she had produced and worn throughout the day. She thought of Blake’s shirtless form covered in the same. Suddenly she felt a familiar pang of desire from her loins. She wasn’t in heat, so what could have triggered it? Her heart fluttered as she realized that maybe Blake was right about her having a crush on him. She liked him, there was no lying about that. The way he joked, the way he smiled, the way he scratched behind her ear when they would collapse onto the couch after a hard day’s work, even the way his brown eyes glinted in any light made her shiver.
“Sweet Celestia, he was right. I do have the hots for him. But how am I gonna go about telling him? Should I? Is it too creepy?” She whispered to herself as she finished her washing, turning the shower water off. She continued to contemplate her options as she dried herself off and opened the door. She let out a little yelp when she saw Blake standing there shirtless. 
“Thank Luna! I am about to keel over from my own stink!” Blake fake praised as he filed into the bathroom. Roseluck shot a glance at his back as he entered, admiring his backside. This earned her another pang of arousal in her loins. 
As the door shut behind him, curiosity got the best of Roseluck as she pressed an ear to the door. She heard the familiar whisper of cloth as Blake stripped down and turned the water on. Then she heard his voice. 
“Ok Blake, tonight’s the night. You are gonna grow a pair of balls and ask Rosie out. The worst she’ll say is no and if she does, you’ll endure maybe a week of awkwardness. Gah, who the fuck am I kidding, she’ll probably go for some hunky stallion tonight rather than a loser like me.” 
Roseluck felt fireworks go off in her heart and head. He does like me! Yes! Roseluck decided that she was going to do it if he didn’t, she liked him too much to ignore it now.