The Pink Haired Woman

by Seran

Plans

“Good morning, Denver.” A radio morning show host called out as the intro song faded away. “This is Olivia Grey, and Graham Dalton. It is seven in the morning and I am with you on 103.3 morning show with a special episode. As we all know there will be a full moon this Tuesday, but what is more important is the day before, where the quaint little town of Dewford will have its first ever portal welcoming our new neighbors after a twenty-seven year shutdown and a seemingly continuous silence over the hidden portal. But that is the least of our worries.”

“That’s right,” A male voice spoke. “Our big story is that the visitor, Fluttershy, who has been living in peace for the past month will be headed back to her home world, and taking with her stories of what it is like in this world. Hopefully she forgets all the bad movies we had to offer.”

“Right, but in our latest gossip, we are still unsure of one major thing,” Olivia said with a coy tone. “That hunk of a man who lovingly took care of her on her stay. Rumor has it that they have been in love for weeks now and their part will make things sad for the both of them. The portal only opens once every lunar month and the distance is more than the two miles that it seems.”

“Liv, you have to understand, Alvarez is a strong independent man. He loves to do the right thing and probably knows that he can’t fall in love with someone who is not human.”

“Graham,” Olivia sounded annoyed. “We had this discussion before, she looks human and even after her visits with doctors she was seen as human on this side of the portal. To love someone isn’t even about what race they are. It’s 2013, as long as the one you love looks human, you can love them with no judgment.”

“Yeah, but how can they love each other? They are opposites from each other. He is aggressive, old school, and loves meat, according to his online profiles. And from what we hear, Fluttershy is shy, soft-spoken, and has a thing for nature. The fact that they come from two different worlds will make it even harder to attract each other. These two can not possibly like each other.” Graham continued to defend himself.

“But opposites attract.” She ended the conversation with a silence that made Graham silent. “We now open our calls with the question: ‘What will Fluttershy miss the most when she goes home?’ We will wait for your response here.”

A first caller came in as they tried to recollect the conversation. A young girl was placed on the air.

“Hello, Jenna from Dewford.” They greeted her as she was connected. “What do you think Fluttershy will miss the most when she passes through?”

“Well I’ll tell you one thing she’s not going to miss. John Alvarez.” She said bluntly. Groans came from the two hosts as they took the words in. “Because he’s going with her.” She intrigued the two. “I got it from a good source that John and Fluttershy are an item and that he plans to go through the portal to live with her in Equestria. John said this himself and he is planning on going through with this.”

“Are you sure of this, young lady?” Graham asked.

“I’m sure of it. He told his boss he was leaving. I doubt my uncle would lie.” Jenna continued.”

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Martha stood at the door with a confused look. John held Fluttershy’s hand as she looked at the two of them. Martha wanted to ask what was going on between them, but felt it was none of her business.

“John,” She finally ended the silence. “You have always come with her, even on our nights out. Are you finally ready to cut that tether on your hip?” She said jokingly.

“I just need to do some things alone, and not drag her with me.” He explained, “I don’t think she would like watching me.”

“Well, seeing as the nearest gentlemen’s club is a county away I don’t think I would have a moral problem with it.”

“I think it would be fun having some alone time.” Fluttershy interrupted. “I, mean, I know where John is going and I don’t want to watch him.”

Even more curious over what was going on, she felt like she finally needed to ask. “Just to be sure, what is going on between you two?”

“Well, it’s been a while since I went to a barbeque joint and I wanted to go before I left. But Fluttershy doesn’t like meat so I don’t want to take her with me.” He explained.

Suddenly Martha was relieved with the fact she could rule out any perversion. However she didn’t understand his use of ‘I’ when it came to leaving. “What you do is none of my business” she said. “How long will I have to keep her with me?”

“About an hour, maybe two.” John stated. “So maybe you can take her to a salon or something.” He stopped as he realized what he said after he saw Martha’s reaction. “Or the café.” Still not a positive reaction.

“I would like to get my hair cleaned,” Fluttershy saved the moment. “It’s hard to get all of it done on my own.

Alright,” Martha agreed. “But we will go on John’s pocket.”

John’s eyes rolled as he reached into his pocket and pulled out several large denominations. “Have fun.” He said as Martha took Fluttershy’s hand and led her to the jeep.

John locked the door and headed out to his car as he thought hard about which platter to get first.

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A squad of black helicopters made its way from Denver to the small airport in Dewford. Above the town they noticed a lack of traffic in the town. The pilot considered it strange from the high traffic and low visibility of green that he was used to in Denver.

“Amazing,” The agent said as he looked out the window. “Everything’s so green. It's like people don’t even live here.”

“That’s what farming towns look like. Hank.” The pilot said, “I just hope the town doesn’t grow from too much once they open the border. We’re losing these quiet towns everywhere we go.”

The men took in the pilot’s words as they look across the town. Hank looked at the men with curiosity, “So this John guy, is he the one everyone has been talking about on tv?”

“Yeah, that’s him.” The man next to him replied.

“And this pink haired girl, Butterfly, she’s with him?”

“They’re the ones going through on Monday. They’re our VIPs and with great importance we get to them.”

“Do we have someone tracking them?”

“We gave them their privacy for the past two weeks. But our agents on the ground made sure to know when they leave town.”

“One more question.” Hank finalized, “do you think this will work? We lost an agent earlier this month and they lost five tourists this past decade. Why would you think things won’t be fuzzy between us and them? It seems uneven.”

“That was two question.” The man smiled. “let’s just say a dream told us that we will be fine.”

The helicopters landed in a in the airport as three vans headed out from a nearby hangar. The agents stepped out of the helicopters and the men met.

“Agent Samson, CIA,” Hank introduced himself to them men in the van.

“Captain Gutierrez, PPA.” A bald man stepped out to greet him. “We got a call you would be here. But not this early.”

“I was sent to debrief our VIPs over what is headed their way.” Hank stated. “Where are they?”

“We went to their home and they weren’t there. Possibly they are at just enjoying themselves before they leave.”

“I was just told John was leaving. How do you know?” Hank fell suspicious.

“We heard it on the radio this morning,” Gutierrez explained. “Apparently word got out to his boss’ niece and she told the whole of their internet fandom.”

“Now I just think you are making things up.”

“You have no idea what interest the world has with them.” The captain said with a laugh.

“So where are they?” Hank turned back around.

“Their last location was a barbeque pit in the center of town.”

“Good,” Hank said, “take me to them.”

The men headed in the van towards the town’s center. Hank, who was new to the location felt curious to see no one making a large fuss over the potential border north of them. Each civilian lived carefree as they walked through town doing their daily deeds.

“You like the looks of this calm border?” the captain asked.

“At least we know when and where the immigrants are passing through.” Hank said. “You have it easier than most border patrols.”

“We don’t think of it as a border as so much as a checkpoint. They have only one point and time of entry. We are setting up a building to make the visitors more welcome.” The captain explained.

“I heard they pass through without clothes, any way of stopping potential indecent exposure?” Hank asked.

“We have some ideas. However we need to get through the harder parts first.”

The group stopped as they found the parking of the Hopping Deer. The group entered to a startled crowd as they stepped closer to the Mexican surrounded by a debating crowd.

Roars came up as the people debated over his love and citizenship. They seemed wild enough to start an incident. However the man at the table sat with plate upon plate of sauce stained dishes. He did not pay attention to the crowd.

The manager came from his back door with a phone in hand. “All of you, leave my restaurant. I have called the police.” She said as she tried to out-yell the crowd. The crowd did not disperse.

Hank looked at the agents around him with the decision to proceed. The agent took their stun guns and readied them. “You have been asked to vacate the premises.” The agents said. “Leave now or you will be forced out.”

The crowd fell silent as they heeded the words of the men and women in black attire. Slowly they headed out the front door leaving the Mexican alone on the table as he asked for his check.

“I came a long way to find you,” Hank told the Mexican man sitting alone.

“You’re from the government, I guess.” He replied. “Are you here to talk me out of leaving or just to protect me?” He replied

“Actually John, we have different plans for you and your girlfriend.” Hank said as he put away the stun gun.

“What kind of plans?”