We Were the Ones You Used to Make Fun of

by EpicGuy


It Feels Like Yesterday

Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie sat one on top of the other, nestled in a plush blanket by Fluttershy's roaring fire. Both held a clay cup, engraved with each other's names, with some of a dark brown concoction made by Pinkie.

The pegasus took a sip and her mouth gaped in a wide smile. "Wow, Pinkie," she began, eagerly swallowing gulp after gulp, "what do you call it?"

The earth pony snorted and drank all of her cup in a single drink. She burped, getting up and refilling her cup from a crystal punch bowl. "I call it 'Gummy's Favorite'! Because it is!" She dug the spoon deep into the bowl and yanked upwards, pulling a toothless baby alligator out of the liquid. Gummy smiled and licked his chops free of the delicious punch before diving in and covering the usually pink mare with the sticky brown substance. Fluttershy gagged, spitting her mouthful back into the cup. "Oh. It's... Lovely, Pinkie." She said quietly.

Pinkie Pie, still motionless by the punch bowl, laughed at her predicament and began licking herself clean. In no time at all she was back to her normal magenta hue. She looked behind her shoulder and almost jumped when the shy pegasus appeared by her side. "You silly filly." Fluttershy cooed. "You missed a spot."

She leaned in and kissed Pinkie Pie on her candy lips, and the pink pony gasped in response. She then let her gasp turn to a purr, and the two fell back on their blanket, side by side.

"You know, Flutters," Pinkie Pie said, reaching for her partner's hoof, "it feels like we've been together for only one day."

Fluttershy nodded solemnly.

"We've been through a lot, you and I." The mare went on, pointing at the memories they hung on the wall. On one was a painting of them as fillies, done by a certain Blank Flank that called herself Rarity. It wasn't the best, but it signified that point in their fillyhood nicely. Across from that, over the fireplace, was a pressed pink flower with long, silky petals that dropped beyond the lime green stem. "Do you remember that, Flutters?" Pinkie Pie asked. "When you gave me that flower during our picnic?"

Fluttershy nodded again and snuggled herself deeper into the blanket. "Yeah, and it accidentally had a bee in it. S-sorry about that."

Pinkie nudged her playfully. "You kissed it and made it better, so you're off the hook." They giggled and played I Spy with the rest of their prized possessions. Hanging over a wooden table were a pair of green socks, stitched with great cae by Rarity and almost demolished by none other than Pinkie. Next to them was Fluttershy's pale green hoodie that she stitched herself, and her very long sleeved shirt that went down to the tip of her tail. A technicolor pictire of Pinkie Pie's recent birthday party hung over the pink flower and stood guard over the other artifacts.

"Hey Flutters!" Pinkie laughed, getting up and grabbing a folded piece of parchment in her jaw. There were two different hoofprints, one yellow and one pink. At the top it read "Sugar Cube Corner, Summer '11." "Remember this? We got frosting all over us and you looked like me and I looked like you for the entire day!"

"Everypony got pretty confused." She commented from the blanket she had tried to stitch without Rarity's guidance. As a result it wasn't top-notch, but it hadn't fallen apart yet.

"Yup, it was pretty funny!" Pinkie Pie prioved her point by convulsing in a fit of laughter, legs twitching and stomach going all over the place. Normally anypony would have called Nurse Redheart by now, but Fluttershy was quite used to this and simply stretched her wings and folded them neatly, awaiting Pinkie's recovery. Soon enough a moment later the mare had (semi) contained herself and resorted to giggling every few sentences to get the laughter out of her system.

"We've had a lot of good times, Pinkie Pie," Fluttershy began quietly, "but a bunch of bad ones too." Her eyes got wide and her nose twitched with sadness. The one-stop party pony bounced over and rubbed Fluttershy's chin. "It's okay, Fluttermuffin, your auntie Pinkie Pie'll make it all better." She patted her head and Fluttershy flattened her ears in what was the closest the shy pony could get to frustration. "I'm a year older than you." She murmured.

"So what? I know what will turn your smile upside down!" She paused and shook her head. "I got that wrong didn't I? A frowny face means you're not happy, and I want my Fluttermuffin to be happy! So you need a smiley face to be happy! So let's turn that frowny face upside down!" She twisted her head so it was upside down. Her fluffy, curly hair fell from her shoulders in a frizzy mess. She frowned, and from her position it looked like she was smiling. "Come on, Fluttermuffin! This is fun!"

Fluttershy wiggled a hoof and squeaked. "No, thank you." She rejected her offer polietly. Pinkie didn't take no for an answer, though, and pulled her partner over to her side and tried to manually twist her head. "Pinkie, what in the name of-" She shot out her back hoof, which hit Pinkie's tender foot. The pink pony shrieked, hopping around on one hoof while Fluttershy apologized softly, but accidentally hit a loose floorboard that held up the table which in turn held the punch bowl. The table buckled and the bowl went flying, Gummy's happy face peeking out the side. Pinkie gasped as she saw the bowl heading towards Fluttershy, who was facing opposite the flying punch, and the earth pony galloped forward in order to push her friend out of the way. She was too slow, and both of them were splattered with Pinkie's drink. It seemed into the floorboards, staining it, and the crystal bowl hit Pinkie's head with a crack, snap, and pop. It exploded on impact into a million shards, but unusually the pony that took the blow was fine. A green head with curious eyes popped out of Fluttershy's heart-shaped mane, and Pinkie Pie sighed now that she knew where her pet was. "Gummy, where did your manners go? Flying out of the punch bowl?" She tugged on his body, but the baby alligator clamped his toothless gaws around Fluttershy's mane and didn't budge. She pulled harder and the poor pegasus whinnied in pain. "Gentle, please!" She pleaded. Pinkie didn't listen and pulled until the pegasus wailed pathediclyand a huge clump of magenta fur came out of Fluttershy's mane, along with a certain alligator.

"Pinkie!" Fluttershy rubbed her mane tenderly and a tear welled up in her emerald eye. "W-w-why did you do that?"

Pinkie patted her head again and set Gummy in his bed before lighting a spirit lamp above the fireplace mantle. She screwed up her face and puffed out her cheeks before blowing a blast of hot air on the fire, and it retreated into the coals. The mare bounced happily across the room and pulled Fluttershy into their shared bedroom before she could say anything more. "Sleepy time, you silly filly! We can chat in the morning, okay Flutters?" Pinkie Pie shoved Fluttershy into the bed and plopped herself in as well, drawing the sheets up over their necks. "Good night, sleep tight, don't let the parasprites bite! Or else I'll have to get the trombone and tuba and polka band again!" She blew out a candle in the room and promptly began to snore like a moose.

Fluttershy, too dazed to think straight, simply blinked once and fell onto her pillow, fast asleep.