Flutterheart

by lilinuyasha


Sunday Morning Coming Down

“Fluttershy, I really enjoy spending time with you.” I said, looking at her. She blushed again. I did all I could to get her to. It was just so adorable...almost as adorable as her eyes, so deep, full of meaning. She kept her gaze on me, as we looked deep into each other’s eyes.

“You have the prettiest eyes I’ve ever seen.” I said.

“I think you have pretty eyes too.” she said. I involuntarily smiled. I wasn’t used to compliments, but I took it in stride as we stood outside, gazing at the stars once again.

“Yours are so much prettier though.” I said, smiling at her. She blushed again and looked away. “Nooooo!” I said. “Keep looking at me!!!” she giggled a bit and returned the gaze.

“Trey...I’m glad I met you...” she said. I thought I’d never hear her say that. My heart skipped a beat as I smiled. If I could blush, I’m sure I would have then. “I think you’re really nice. I really like you.” she said, more boldly than I’ve ever heard her say anything before.

“Well that’s pretty convenient...” I said. “I really like you as well.” As she looked at me, I could swear her eyes got bigger, almost like they were making a show for me. This was my favorite weather...cool, under the stars at night. I felt nearly invincible and pretty lucky, so I made a daring move. “I might even go so far as to say that I love you.”

“I...I don’t know what to say...” she said, looking away from me, trying to hide a smile. I put my hoof to her chin and tilted her head towards mine. Her deep blue eyes were glossy, almost as if she were ready to cry. “You alright?” I asked, making sure I didn’t say too much too soon.

“Yes...I’m just really happy.”

Trey’s alarm woke him up early, around 7. He had a lot of work to catch up on, since he spent Saturday with Fluttershy. Getting up early was the only option he had, since he figured he’d spend the rest of Sunday with her, too. He spent the morning writing drill and new trumpet parts to add spice to the stands, with some low brass rifts to pump up the crowd. Soon enough, 8:30 rolled around, and he left his work and trotted over to Fluttershy’s cottage.

It was a warm Sunday, as Sunday should be. Sun...day. It made perfect sense. As he trotted over to her cottage, he felt warm inside, happy...he couldn’t remember the last time he’d felt like this. He felt great, almost as if he was invincible...

As Fluttershy’s cottage came into view, he could see her outside, dillydallying, almost as if she were waiting on him to show up. As he rolled into view, she spotted him and trotted to him happily. She seemed very upbeat today.

“Hey!” he said as she came up to him. “You seem happy today.”

“Well...yes. Hope that’s not a bad thing...”

“Absolutely not.” he said, to which she nearly beamed at him. She was very happy today and he liked this side of her. The happy, shy one. Her face was almost a representation of the light she had in her once she got warmed up to company. “So, what do you want to do?”

“Oh, it really doesn’t matter to me, as long as I’m with you.” she said, smiling. Trey wasn’t sure if she had a slip or if she meant to say that, but it made him feel good regardless.

“I’m new in town. I don’t know what there is to do around here. You tell me, Fluttershy.” he said.

“Oh...I’m not very good at making decisions...”

“Neither am I. If all else fails we could always go back to one of our places and talk.” he said, throwing out a last chance option. She looked at him, smiled, and nodded. He thought she liked to talk more than she let on. But they both needed to get out and experience other things as well.

“Well...there’s always the movies...or lunch...” she said, throwing out some options. Trey smiled and let her know that any of those were good.

“But we still have a little bit of time before. I say we get lunch then catch a movie. That sound good?”

“Whatever you wanna do is fine.” she said, smiling at him, looking at him with those deep blue eyes. His heart nearly melted, almost to where he couldn’t say anything. “Hey...have you ever played Frisbee?” he finally asked.

“Oh, no...what’s that?”

“C’mon back to my place. I’ll show you.”

Trey and Fluttershy trotted back to his place, where he got his Frisbee and explained to her the basics.

“Just put it in your mouth and fling it. The air pressure will keep it up.” he said, putting it in his mouth and showing her how. He began to trot outside to find a field when he heard a “Like this?” and suddenly felt a slight pain to his eye.

“OH! I’M SO SORRY!” said Fluttershy. She’d hit him while trying to get the hang of it.

“It happens all the time.” he said, groaning a bit. His eye actually really hurt. He didn’t want to let that on, though, as she was bound to get really hard on herself. He opened his eyes to find her looking at him from above. He’d apparently fallen to the ground whilst incapacitated from the sudden bang. “No worries!”

“But...you’re swollen...” she said. “I’m so sorry...I’ll...I’ll just...um...I don’t know.”

“Fluttershy, it’s ok. Really!” he said, getting up off the ground. He looked at her. She was, as he expected, shrunk back into herself, looking at the floor. “It’s not the first time I’ve been hit. I’d rather take a Frisbee than a flag...” he said, reminiscing on a marching band mishap during his high school years.

“I still feel bad...I never meant to hurt you...I’d never want to hurt you...” she said.

“Fluttershy.” he said, more forcefully than most of his tones, yet still kind. “It was an accident. I’m gonna laugh at this tomorrow when the kids ask me what happened.”

“Oh, no...please don’t tell them...I don’t want them to think I’m a bad pony...”

Trey raised an eyebrow. She was very concerned about her public image, despite how antisocial she was. “I don’t think they would quite think that, but I won’t tell them.” he said. She looked at him apologetically.

“Thanks...sorry...um...do you want me to bandage it up?”

Trey thought it would be a good idea, but he didn’t have any medical supplies at his house. He hadn’t been by a local store to get anything more than simple groceries.

“Yeah, but I don’t have anything here. It’ll be fine.”

“I have stuff at my cottage...if you wanted to come over...” she said timidly. Trey Smiled, nodded, and the two of them set off towards her cottage once again. By the time they made it, it was about 3 in the afternoon. Fluttershy led him inside the cottage and had him sit on the couch.

“I’ll be right back, ok?”

Trey smiled and let her know he had no intention of leaving. She smiled and disappeared elsewhere into her cottage. Trey sat on the couch patiently while Angel watched him.

“Hey.” said Trey, not expecting anything to happen. Angel had a different idea, as he hopped over and sat right next to him, nudging his arm a bit. Trey was taken aback by this but pet him anyway. Angel seemed to really like it, which made Trey feel good. He’d always had a soft spot for pets, and the blind loving they give. He’d always felt more appreciated as a being from animals than other ponies. Fluttershy came back from elsewhere with gauze. As soon as she spotted Trey and Angel, her eyes opened wide.

“Oh...I’m so sorry...is Angel bothering you?”

“Who, this little bunny here?” he said, looking down at Angel, who simply smiled at him.

“Yes. He’s never this good with other ponies...”

“I tend to have that effect on things. Besides, Angel’s aptly named. He’s an angel. At least to me, anyway.” he said, scratching Angel’s ears, to his delight.

“Oh...ok then!” she said, smiling as she started to wrap some bandages around his eye. He was apparently more sore on his upper cheek and lower eye than anywhere else. Fluttershy finished wrapping him up and sat down on the couch next to him. They talked for a few hours again. Movies and lunch had failed that day, and they defaulted to conversation. Angel took in every word of it, though, listening to Fluttershy and Trey, agreeing and keeping note, storing his own observations about him.

“So, Fluttershy, did you have fun hanging out? I know we didn’t do much, but I always enjoy talking to you.”

“Oh, yes...except for when I hit you...sorry...”

Trey laughed. “It was funny. I think it’s funny, anyway.” She tried to smile, but Trey could tell that she was still beating herself up for it. “But I’m glad you had fun. We should do this more often.” She looked at him with those eyes, full of hope and wonder.

“I think that would be nice.” she said, smiling. Trey noticed she didn’t even add her typical ‘‘if that’s ok with you’’. Trey saw that as a good thing.

“So do I. Maybe I’ll get to see you before the weekend. Why not come out to another band practice?”

“Would that be ok?”

“It would be more than ok.” he said, smiling at her, as she looked at him, her eyes getting a deeper sense of hope and wonder.

She smiled a very big, cute smile and told him “I’ll do my best to be there.”

“Pretty much every weekday at 5, right when school lets out. Just want to make sure I don’t forget to give you the time again.” he said, attempting to make a joke. Fluttershy smiled, and Trey assumed she understood it.

“That sounds nice.” she said.

Trey looked at his watch. “Oh, it’s getting late again. I don’t want to keep you up. I’m sure Angel needs his sleep too.” he said, noticing Angel was yawning, almost asleep on his lap.

“Oh, I’m fine. You don’t have to go.” she said, smiling at him.

“I’d love to stay, but I do have school in the morning.”

“Oh...yeah...” she said, looking away. “I won’t keep you.” she added, turning to him again, forcing herself to smile. Trey pretended to look at his watch again.

“I think I can stay for a little bit more. I love talking to you.”

She blushed, and the two of them talked for another hour or so before Trey yawned, despite trying to hold it back.

“You’re tired. You should get to bed. I’m sorry I kept you.”

“I wanted to stay! I only wish we had more time.” he said, to which she smiled and looked at him with those eyes. Those eyes would be the death of him. He’d fall for them hard and lose himself.

Trey got off the couch, making sure to let the sleeping Angel down as quietly and softly as he could, trying not to wake him up. He and Fluttershy trotted to the door, where he stepped outside and faced Fluttershy, who stood in the doorframe.

“Thanks for hanging out today. I had a lot of fun.” he said.

She looked at him with those eyes and got closer to him. “I’m really sorry about your eye..”

“It’s more my cheek, really. Don’t worry about it.” he said, smiling.

“Um...do you need new gauze?”

“It’s only a bruise, Fluttershy. I’m not bleeding.” he smiled.

“Um...well...” she said, getting even closer to him, looking down at the ground.

“You ok?” Trey asked. Fluttershy looked back up at him, nodded, and, suddenly and unexpectedly, kissed his cheek.

“There. All better.” she said, smiling at him with possibly one of the biggest smiles he’d seen from her yet. She wished him a goodnight and closed the door while Trey stood there, dumbfounded at what just happened. He gathered his thoughts and trotted off home, completely forgetting the trip, lost in thought. Trey got ready for bed and stared at the ceiling for a while, contemplating, unable to sleep.

“She kissed me”

“She gave you the mommy kiss for an injury.”

“But she still kissed me...”

“Only out of pity.”

Trey’s mind battled it out while his third stream of thought contemplated the events, picturing it again and again in his mind while a fourth stream of thought tried to analyze it scientifically, looking for an explanation to all of this. She did kiss him...but would it have happened without the injury? Was she just using the injury as an excuse? Trey knew that he couldn’t think about it for too long. He’d overthink it and kill it. Kill the mood...he had to take this at face value. But he now had an excuse to return the favor...but she wasn’t bound to injure herself anytime soon. Maybe he didn’t have to wait for an injury...Maybe he could just make one himself? No, he couldn’t do that to her...GAH! Trey had so much to think about. This emotion was new...brand new...he’d never felt that kind of emotional connection with anypony before...she also seemed so sincere about it...like she really meant it...so it couldn’t have been just for pity...could it have? Trey gave up on trying to think it through and closed his eyes, letting Fluttershy carry him off into sweet dreams once again.