Pinkie Pie smelled like vanilla and cotton candy; Fluttershy considered it one of Pinkie’s most notable and endearing traits, especially when the two laid together in bed and Pinkie’s giant poofy mane always found itself tickling Fluttershy’s nose.
It was the party’s last night in Green Neigh, which was just as well as far as Fluttershy was concerned. They’d been staying there for about a week, and most of that time was so that Twilight and Rarity could get comfortable in their newfound relationship.
It was wonderful that things worked out for them. Fluttershy was so over the moon happy for Rarity that she managed to get her happy ending with Twilight, though perhaps ‘ending’ was a bad way of putting it. Either way, Fluttershy couldn’t have been happier for her.
That said, the quiet serenity of Green Neigh should have been peaceful, but it wasn’t. It was eerie and unsettling for Fluttershy, especially with the shadow of the Crystal Mountains, and their Empire, looming overhead always, like a vulture.
Fluttershy would be happy to put the place behind her, quite frankly.
And so, tomorrow Fluttershy and her friends would be heading for Canterlot for the ‘Grand Galloping Gala’, which was apparently a very important pony thing; Fluttershy wasn’t really listening when Rarity explained it cuz she was too distracted by Pinkie, who was sitting in her lap at the time.
It was fine though, Fluttershy got the gist. It was a big pony party, a lot of Slayers would be there— which was lowkey terrifying, but Rarity insisted Celestia would not be there, that the other alicorn Luna had no axe to grind with dragons, and that the rest of the Slayers wouldn’t see through Fluttershy or Twilight’s disguises.
How could they, after all? The one giveaway was the glowing eyes, but no pony besides Rarity’s group had experienced enough close contact with dragons to make that connection.
Anyway, big pony party. Woohoo. Fluttershy planned to spend most of her time in the gardens that Rarity promised would be excellent. It would be nice to make friends with some new animals, it had been a while since Fluttershy could just sit in nature and experience it, even if it was artificial nature in the center of a city.
She was looking forward to it, somewhat, but…
All she really wanted to do was spend time with Pinkie Pie.
“Psst, Fluttershy,” Pinkie whispered loudly.
“Yes, Pinkie Pie?” Fluttershy whispered back.
“You awake?” Pinkie asked, and Fluttershy giggled because of course she was awake, how else could she be responding?
“I think so,” Fluttershy said snarkily, and it felt nice to be talking to someone where she didn’t have to worry about her playful jab coming across the wrong way.
“I can’t sleep!” Pinkie sprung up into a sitting position, and while Fluttershy considered sitting up too, she was too comfy just staring up at Pinkie’s bare chest. It wasn’t often she got to see it from this angle. “I’m too excited about the gala!”
“I’m excited that you’re excited,” Fluttershy said softly, reaching up and tracing a few fingers across Pinkie’s chest, the beautiful girl giggling and snorting at Fluttershy’s touch. And Fluttershy’s words were true enough. It was a delight to see Pinkie Pie being so happy. Of course, she was almost always happy, but still.
“I can’t wait to see my mom,” Pinkie cooed, fidgeting all over like she was full to bursting with exploding pop rocks, “I can’t wait to meet Princess Luna! And I’m going on a date with a super hot mare named Tempest Shadow!”
“You’re going on another date?” Fluttershy sat up, brow furrowed in concern. “You didn’t tell me about that.”
“I didn’t?” Pinkie blinked, and her ears flicked down for a second, before springing back into place. “Sorry, I guess it just totally slipped my mind! I ran into her in Canterlot, and we just kinda hit it off and I promised to talk to her again at the gala. Are you… are you okay with that?”
“Of—of course,” Fluttershy forced a smile. “Of course, sweetheart. I want you to be happy, and we agreed not to be exclusive with each other. I have my eye on a couple mares myself. I just wish you would’ve told me sooner, and not the night before the gala.”
“Yeah, that was my bad,” Pinkie giggled awkwardly and ruffled her mane. “Sorry about that.”
“It’s okay,” Fluttershy wrapped Pinkie up into a hug and kissed her on the forehead. “I could never be mad at you. But let’s try and get some sleep. We have a big day tomorrow.”
Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie laid down to rest, Pinkie held tightly in Fluttershy’s embrace, the dragon growling gently under her breath to try and soothe Pinkie into a comfortable night’s sleep.
She didn’t want to let go.
She wished that she could have Pinkie all to herself.
And it was a curious thing; when Pinkie had talked to Fluttershy about polyamory in the first place, basically right after they started dating, Fluttershy was completely fine with it! The idea of other women appreciating Pinkie’s beauty was something that made Fluttershy burst with pride.
Because she thought… that she’d have more control over the situation.
Other women appreciating Pinkie’s beauty would make Fluttershy feel good in the same way that a compliment on her jewelry would; Pinkie belonged to Fluttershy, and a compliment toward Pinkie was a compliment toward Fluttershy and her excellent taste.
But it wasn’t working out that way at all.
Pinkie Pie got into a relationship with Applejack, a woman who Fluttershy liked well enough but didn’t know very well, and who Pinkie had known for far longer than she knew Fluttershy; Applejack was a threat to Fluttershy’s status as the dominant partner, and it didn’t help at all that Pinkie sealed their relationship behind Fluttershy’s back.
And now Pinkie was running off with some whore she met in Canterlot? Some bitch she’d only known for a single day, and who Fluttershy had never even met!?
It was FINE.
Fluttershy was FINE WITH IT.
Because Pinkie Pie was HER OWN PERSON! SHE WASN’T FLUTTERSHY’S PLAYTHING OR AN OBJECT THAT FLUTTERSHY COULD CONTROL!
EVERYTHING WOULD BE JUST FINE.