Spoilers/Preview for the next chapter of Taxonomy · 10:34am Jul 10th, 2015
For those who can't wait and are baying for my blood. (Sucks to be you! I can't even give blood!)
Don't read past this line if you'd rather not find out how this story turns out.
Scriptum slowly opened his eyes as he heard the sound of the morning bird chorus. He was met with a view of the foot of Fluttershy's bed, dust bunnies and some spellbooks.
Well, the evening certainly hadn't gone how he'd envisioned it. It had definitely started off that way. Fluttershy had asked him to sleep with her, and what red blooded stallion would say no? She had kissed him, they had made out, and he was lowering her onto the bed, then all of a sudden she had frozen.
"I...I'm sorry," she said. "I don't think I'm ready. There's too much going on right now. I hope you're not mad?"
He had told her he wasn't. She still looked worried.
"I still want to spend the night with you," she said, playing with the ends of her mane nervously. "Can we just hold each other while we sleep?"
Sure, that's just as much fun. "Of course, Fluttershy."
And for a while it had been fun, holding a gorgeous pegasus in his arms while she slept- until her hind leg shot out and kneed him right in the crotch.
He gasped and instinctively grabbed his netheregions in agony. He glanced at her to see if she had noticed but she was still snoring sweetly.
He waited until the throbbing pain subsided then let out a sigh. Clearly just an accident.
He reached over and put his hooves around her petite frame again and inhaled the smell of her mane. She shifted slightly then punched him right in the ribcage.
Good grief! He thought. How did someone as svelte as her have such strength in that little body?
She was now tossing and turning in her sleep and mumbling incoherent words. Scriptum only narrowly avoided being punched by her again as her hoof swung towards him, missing him by mere centimetres.
She continued to spout gibberish, until a word that he was very familiar with left her lips: "Discord."
Fluttershy was now pedalling her hind legs like a bicycle and her front legs were punching the air. Scriptum gingerly edged away from her, then grabbed a pillow and blanket and curled up on the floor, where he had woken up feeling rather sore inside and out.
He heard her stirring and glanced up to see her beautiful face and touseled mane looking down at him.
"Oh my, are you okay?" she asked. "I hope I didn't snore too loudly."
Wait...is she taking out her anger on Discord in her sleep?
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Something like that, yeah.
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OMG FARGO.
I just finished watching it. I suspect I will have to write a spoiler filled blogpost on the ending at some point.