//------------------------------// // Dear Mr. Tinker... // Story: Dragonpony Snuggles with Fluttershy // by Prince Polaris //------------------------------// Dear Mr. Tinker, My name is Fluttershy. I live in the third cottage down the road from ponyville's southwest road, and I care for animals there with my friend, Discord. He's a Draconequus, and I know he can be scary, but he can also be a very good friend once you get to know him. I've written this letter to ask if you would like to come visit us! My talent is caring for the creatures of Equestria, and I've met so many of them that I've decided I would like to try making a friend out of every creature there is, big or small. I've never met a dragonpony before, and I was surprised to find out that one is living right here in ponyville! If it's okay with you, maybe you would like to come visit this weekend? I'll make us some tea, I even have a recipe that's supposed to be delicious for dragonponies, I'd love to hear what you think of it! And if it's not too much to ask, maybe we would be able to cuddle for a bit? I love talking to new creatures, and some of them can be so snuggly, too. I'm sorry if it sounds weird, I can explain better snout-to-snout, I'll see you on saturday if you decide to visit! Best wishes, Fluttershy The moment Tinker's eyes passed over the mare's name at the end of the paper, it suddenly wrapped itself in a magical aura, making the brown stallion yelp as he let go of it. Just in time, the tiny paper discord opened its wings, taking to the air as it glared down at Tinker. "And don't be getting any bright ideas, buster brown, on what she means by cuddling... you hear me?" Tinker quickly nodded, saying, "O-Of course, uh, Discord... sir..." "Good", the paper Draconequus said, before pointing to the glass of chocolate milk sitting on the table in front of Tinker. "And wash up before you come over, please, you do not want to see what happens if I have to wash you myself because you thought you were decent enough to walk into somepony else's home", he said, as the glass shimmered, then transformed into a bottle of shampoo- chocolate scented, of course. "....Hey! I was gonna drink that!" Tinker protested, scrunching his snout at the little paper creature. "And chocolate? Is that really necessary?" Putting on a grin, the tiny Draconequus landed on the table as he said "Of course! Well, not by her request, I just think it's funny. And don't bring that blasted van of yours, for the love of all that is quiet, capiche?" Tinker sighed, picking up the bottle to look at it. "I guess so... and I don't drive into town, those are for going way out to manehatten or something". "Sounds good, Tonka Truck!" the little Discord chirped. "See you on saturday then?" The nickname made Tinker's snout scrunch up a little bit, but the hybrid nodded again, saying, "Yeah, it sounds like fun I guess... when am I supposed to be there?" "Try to make it in time for lunch, if you'd like a snack", the paper hummed, before laying down on the table, then flattening itself back into the page it had been with another brief flash of magic. ✩｡:*•.──────────.•*:｡✩ Discord suddenly looked upwards as his ears both perked, then he smiled back down at Fluttershy as he said "Oh, it looks like the dragonpony is on for Saturday". "Oh, wonderful!" the pegasus chirped, gently tapping her front hooves together. "You weren't too hard on him, were you...?" Discord merely laughed, saying, "Of course not, but it would seem my nickname wasn't a hit..." as he flicked his fingers, summoning a little metal Tonka dump truck in his hand, complete with a little Tinker plushie in the back with buttons for eyes. "Oh, Discord..." Fluttershy quiely huffed. "And can you start over with your story again? I still don't understand why the monkeys are trying to pop all of those baloons..." ✩｡:*•.──────────.•*:｡✩ Tinker held the bottle of chocolate syrup close to his snout, taking in a deep sniff... he let it out, held the shampoo close, then did the same thing all over again, before setting both bottles back down. "How in the world did he get soap to smell exactly like the real thing?" he muttered, tossing the actual chocolate back into his fridge as he set off towards his shower with the other one. Might as well see what it was like before the weekend came, after all.