Balance of the Yellow Pegasus

by flash3610

Cloud Fluttershy

Fluttershy stared at the proffered hoof in horror. He couldn’t help but smile.

“I, u-um, don’t know h-how to d-dance…”

“Neither do I.”

“O-oh.”

“Rain check, then?”

She nodded, and her stomach growled.

“You should probably eat your sandwich.”

“Y-yeah.”

He picked it up off the dresser where she left the plate and set it before her again. She gingerly took up a half-piece in her hooves and nibbled.

“It’s good.”

“Oh, good! I thought it was just me who liked ham and barbecue sauce.”

She examined the sticky reddish-brown substance that stained her hoof before licking it off.

“I l-like it too.” The sandwich was gone a few minutes later.

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Not long after...

“Oh, Angel, he’s so sweet!” Fluttershy flopped onto the couch with her small white friend and squeezed him gently in a hug.

“He’s strange, certainly, but, goodness, he’s dreamy. I think his eyes change color, I can never tell what they are. He showed me music called ‘spaz’ and it was very fun, and he gave me a yummy sandwich, and he was messy in a clean way, and gentle, and sweet, and- and- ohhh…”

She melted, her body going limp as she thought of his uncertain smile, his strawberry-blonde mane and off-white color, the black glasses that so perfectly framed his soft eyes.

“I think I’m in love…”

Angel watched with concern as his companion became a puddle of mush surrounded by floating red hearts. He thumped his foot, wanting food. He figured Fluttershy hadn’t realized that she’d slept for two days, three hours, and twenty-three minutes, and they, in her absence, had been subjected to Twilight’s pathetic attempts at feeding him and his other woodland friends.

As she continued to talk to herself and cast her starry gaze upon the ceiling, Angel hopped to another room.

He returned with three others, each armed with an old-fashioned cloth slingshot, dust bunnies, and red, orange, and yellow paint smudging their cheeks. Letting out a silent bunny war cry from his long-dead ancestors, Angel spun his slingshot as fast as his short arms and big head would allow.

He heard his friends abandon their weapons and run off quickly as the world tilted to the side. His brow furrowed. Fluttershy was still draped across the couch in a pose reminiscent of Rarity. Why was she-...

Oh.

The slingshot had decided it wanted to fly solo - literally - and had begun pulling away from the ground. Whether or not there was a hungry, angry bunny attached to it was not its problem.

Angel thought his dilemma was simple enough: hold on and be taken somewhere unknown, possibly without a properly-made salad anywhere in sight, or let go and fall three - no, four now, four feet to the ground and eventually get Fluttershy off her rump and into the kitchen where she belonged.

His small body thumped onto the floor.

The lovestruck pegasus didn’t even jump.

Angel glared at her and stomped to the kitchen.

The sound of several things shattering on the ground echoed around the cottage. Various shapes, sizes, and colors of little furry animal heads popped into the living room.

Fluttershy was still on Cloud 9.

Angel waited in the kitchen for a moment, waiting for her voice to drift into one of his big white ears. His nose twitched. He, too, peeked at the pony fantasizing on the couch. And grinned.

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Applejack knocked on the door and waited a few moments before nosing in.

“Fluttahshy? Fluttahshy, hunny, ah ya alri- ...Deah Celestia.”

The cottage was in turmoil. There were birds wrapped up in the curtains, all the ferrets were snuggled on the bear’s bed, and the owner of said bed was somewhere on top of the roof, judging by his angry roar. The bunnies - noticeably Angel - were nowhere to be found. Fluttershy had fallen asleep on the couch, little hearts still dancing around her ears.

The alarmed earth pony galloped outside and scanned the roof.

The butterflies and bunnies were teaming up against the angry bear! She watched in distress as the multicolored insects easily dodged the bear’s clumsy swings and then gathered around its eyes, obscuring its sight. The small horde of “sweet” baby rabbits were weaving through its legs, bumping and scratching it, throwing off the infuriated creature’s balance.

Suspicious, her emerald eyes swept over the blurs of fluff. None were Angel’s stark white.

She trotted inside, looking for the tiny troublemaker.

Quietly, she poked her head into the kitchen. Sure enough, there was a bloated white puffball with a face filled with regret and covered in carrot cake.

Applejack scowled and glared him down.

“Ah yah responsible foh alla this?” she demanded, her nose not two inches from the sick creature’s muzzle.

He nodded miserably, and looked at the empty plate.

Applejack’s eyes bulged. She’d made that same cake for Twilight to take to the passed-out pegasi just yesterday! This glutton had eaten what seemed to be the entire thing. Minus a slice.

“Well, shoot. That’ll teach you not to be a piggie, little feller.”

She noticed Fluttershy sleeping on the couch and made a face. Turning around, she reared up and kicked the gently spinning hearts into the wall. They peeled themselves off and floated back over to the pegasus.

“Huh. I guess Fluttahshy’s in love. Weird.”

She thought about Pinkie Pie and her recent infatuation with oysters and shook the thought out of her head.

She nudged Fluttershy. Then shook her. Then tickled her. She wouldn’t wake up, no matter what Applejack did. She seemed to be too busy dreaming about her crush, giggling and blushing every so often like a schoolgirl.

The despairing mare did the one thing she knew would work: she got Twilight.

Running full-tilt into town, she charged through the library door.

“Shucks, Twi, Ah’m sorreh aboutchor door. I’ll fix it!”

Twilight cantered over and looked at the firewood on the floor.

“Ah, it’s alright, Applejack. I’ll have Spike repair - or... replace - it later. What has you in such a rush?”

“Well, you see, Twi, I went to go take some o’ them apple fritters that Sweetie Belle made - which, by the way, ah pretty darn good - to Fluttahshy, ‘cuz I know she loves herself some apple fritters, and I found the poor gal passed out on the couch with hearts or som’n flyin’ ‘round her head. Her house is in chaos, Twi! Angel’s sick from too much cake, the bear’s bein’ terrorized by them other bunnies as well’s them butterflies, an-”

“I get it. Sounds like we should hurry before they bring the house down!” Twilight jumped over her shattered door, calling over her shoulder to her baby dragon, “Spi-i-ike! You have your work cut out for you!”

Applejack heard a groan from the loft as she galloped after the unicorn.

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Twilight stepped tentatively into Fluttershy’s dead-silent, wrecked cottage. Applejack shifted uneasily and stuck by her friend’s side for comfort.

“It was as wild in here as it was that one time in Apploosa when them bisons were attackin’ the town! I swear it, Twi!” whispered the earth pony loudly.

They looked around everywhere, but there wasn’t hide nor hair to be found of a single creature. Applejack halted as she passed a window and looked outside.

“Uh-oh. Twi.”

Twilight trotted over and took a peek.

Outside, Fluttershy was glaring down the terrified animals. Her mouth was moving, but from inside, the girls couldn’t hear a single murmur. A red shack loomed ominously over the pegasi, her teal eyes intense. She looked like she was about to kill someone.

Twilight and Applejack galloped outside, their hoofbeats drawing Fluttershy’s attention and allowing the animals to run away. The yellow mare smiled as they approached.

“H-hello, my friends. Did you need something?”

They stared at her in shock. Twilight was the first to speak.

“N-no, Applejack and I were just coming to check on you and, um, I wanted to ask if you wanted to come help me organize the library?”

“Oh. But the animals ruined my cottage, I… I have to get it fixed.” She seemed terrified at the prospect of having to use a hammer, much less a power drill.

Applejack looked amused. “Ah got it, Fluttahshy, dontcha worry one feather on your wings about it.”

“R-really?”

“Really.”

“Oh, thank you, Applejack.”

Twilight interrupted before much else could be said. “Shall we go?”

Fluttershy nodded and walked alongside Twilight, leaving Applejack to her work.

The unicorn put on her most innocent, totally-not-nosey expression, and said, “So, what’s this about you having a crush on someone?”

Her face matched her mane, and the shy mare stammered, “I-it’s r-really n-n-nothing, I m-met him on the w-way h-home from g-going to say th-thank you to you for that t-treatment you g-gave me, a-and-”

“Calm down.”

Fluttershy came to her senses and realized she was about 10 feet off the ground. She dropped down, her cheeks beginning to look a lot like Pinkie’s mane now.

“S-sorry.”

“What’s his name?”

“K-Kenan. I think he thinks my name is Eep. H-he asked me to d-dance with him.”

Twilight giggled. “I take it you didn’t?”

“N-no, he said I could have a rain check.”

“He seems like a nice guy. You should let us meet him.”

“A stallion? Fluttershy has met a stallion?” inquired an educated, refined voice. Rarity trotted up to the two, and the pegasi nearly fainted in embarrassment.

Author's Note:

I’m beginning to regret writing a story ;_; I’m so lazy and I hate finishing things. And if you couldn’t tell, I’m extremely insecure. Fluttershy story it is!!! Augh. My life. Roxxi wants me to finish it, so finish it I shall. I need to stick Big Mac in here somewhere. I love him. The only Apple I like o3o eeyup.

Comments

[Roxxi]

3950782 *flounders about* Still, contacts. Trust me, I'm a wise pony further along in years than you, filly.

[Roxxi]

Good Celestia Almighty, that AJ is the most country-bumpkin sounding AJ I've ever seen!

[flash3610]

3953207 Can you tell I don't like her? And darling, you're gonna find out how it feels to be hit with a whale soon enough. I think his glasses are adorable. Especially when they get caught in my hair. Llllllllllllllllllllol.

You know what solves the color problem? Leaving it uncolored. I hate coloring. Have I shown you anything I've drawn that has color besides like, red pen?

[Roxxi]

I believe we are all waiting on that next chapter. I updated, so should you. It's like the laws of equivalent physics and opposite reaction motion gravity balance. Or something.

[flash3610]

Ugh ok guys so it's been a year since I did anything for this and I'm gonna try to actually do something with it but meh. Kenan represents my ex and when we broke up it kind of killed the story for me. Besides, my writing has matured. I'm considering deleting it and beginning something else. Writing isn't really my forte anyways, I prefer drawing (My deviantArt ID is flash3610 for those of you who care).