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// The Flood 
// Story: Fluttervile 
// by Aiet 
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Chapter ten:


“The Flood.”

No matter how much pain it caused him he would not stay long with either twilight or fluttershy. He spent the rest of the month trying to stay away from either of them. Dolorem spent most of his time locked inside his house, avoiding the blissfully painful moments that were sure to come. He would leave to find work for bits but mostly to busy him self from the cravings of the heart. He needed work, a hobby would be nice too, and he found it at Sweetapple acres.
“Now what we do is simple. From the mornin' to sun down we work the fields. It's apple buckin season an' we need to hurry before winter roles in so we can sale them.” applejack spoke in her rich country accent as she walked the dirt path between two orchids with dolorem. She trotted up to a tree and turned to him.
“now it's as easy as pie. You brace your self with ya front legs and buck out the tree with ya back ones.” she gave the apple tree a quick firm hit and the bright red fruit fell down around. Dolorem just looked at her with a raised eye brow as if waiting for something. Applejack stared back until it clicked.
“oh yeah that's right.” she scratched her head in thought. Dolorem examined the trees with his own thoughts. They looked like any apple tree his seen but a little shorter, he decided he could climb them and that's what he did. He walked up to the tree as applejack watched and began scaling the side. She tipped her hat and laughed as his sat on a thick branch.
“well I'll be, pretty resourceful aren’t ya? I'll be back to get you for lunch in the mean time ya might need this.” she pulled a shoulder bag from her saddle bag and tossed it up to him. As she walked away she spoke over her shoulder.
“and the buckets are over yonder for when ya sack is full.” you nodded in the direction of a stack of large empty buckets used to move the mass of apples. Dolorem out on the bag, it's pouch hanging in the front, and went to work. He was slower the Applejack or Big Mac, who he met as he walked up to the front porch of the apple house, having to pick each one by hand and moving through the branches. He started to learn what to do and what not to do and became fast able to finish each tree in just five minutes. Some of the smaller trees he found out he could actually shake the apples free. He worked for some time filling up the buckets, he just poured his current load into the bucket when the small red maned filly ran up. She came smiling and giggling to dolorem as he looked up.
“ya look funny climbing up and down dem trees.” Applebloom giggled some more and dolorem smiled a little. Something caught her attention as she looked off to the side but then an apple flew through the air hitting her in the rump. She jumped and squealed in shock, looking all around. She glared at dolorem as he was watching something interesting the other direction. She picked up the apple that just hit her and chucked it at him. Dolorem never turned and snapped his arm back catching the apple that was aimed for his head. She looked in amazement as he put the apple into the bucket and turned smirking at her. At that time applejack came trotting up.
“now Applebloom don't be botherin' mister dolorem. Get to the house and was up lunch is ready.” Applebloom was still gaping at dolorem as he took off his bag and placed it over the apple buckets. Back at the apple house dolorem met the dozing Granny Applesmith in her rocking chair. They went inside to the kitchen where an assortment of apple morsels were set. Everyone, save granny, began to eat and have conversations.
“so dolorem how was it?” he looked up from his hot and gooey apple pie to applejack.
“it's fine, not that bad once I figured an easier way to do it.” Applebloom stopped eating her deep fried apple slices and spoke.
“sis you should ove' seen him catch this apple ah lobbed at him. It was going real fast and he just plucked it out the air like if it was still on the tree.” applejack turned to applebloom with a slightly angry face.
“and why was you throwin' apples at em'?” applebloom look down grinning nervously and embarrassed. Then granny smith came hobbling in and looked at dolorem with surprise.
“is that that bear of that lass fluttershy?” she stared at dolorem with cloudy eyes. Applejack grinned and shook her head, dolorem flinched on the inside hearing the name of the yellow Pegasus. Applejack walked over to granny smith and led her to dolorem speaking loudly.
“no granny, this is the HUMAN that twilight brought. His name is DOLOREM.” granny smith looked over him again and she smiled.
“it don't feel humid to me and of course you can role him on in just don't bust anythin'.” she sat down and began to eat the softer foods. Applejack sighed and went to sit back down. They continued to eat and when they finished applejack, big mac, and dolorem went back to work. Applebloom led granny smith back to her rocking chair and told applejack she was going with the other cutie mark crusaders. Dolorem walked to where he had been, placing the sack on him, and began working once more. He had been working for over an hour when he heard laughter over the hill. He climbed down from the tree he was working on and went to find who it was. When he got over the hill he spotted two mares rolling around in the field. Rainbow dash was standing over applejack nuzzling her mouth on her neck causing her to giggle. Applejack pushed her off and jumped on top of her. They stared into each others eyes before applejack leaned in and kissed rainbow dash. Dolorem turned and walked off, seeing this had brought pain to him. He saw what he could not do and it hurt him. He went strait back to work and felt as if his body was running on it's own, lost in his mind. Before he knew it the sun was starting to set and applejack had come to find him.
“ah there you are. It's about quietin' time so come on, you did great work today.” every basket had been filled and dolorem slipped down from the tree next to applejack. After he was given his bits he started the trail back home. His body ached and was covered in sweat, walking in his house he fell into bed still in his clothes. He had troubled dreams as the scene of the two mares mocked him. He was tossing and turning when a knock at the door awoke him. The sun had set an hour ago and the night brought blissful sleep... to others. He got up gruelingly and made his way to the door. He opened it to fine a yellow Pegasus staring at him with a small smile. He smiled back and stepped to the side letting her in but on the inside his lungs didn't want to work and his stomach dropped. She looked around the house for the first time inspecting it. She turned to dolorem as he walked up to her.
“I haven’t seen you in a while and I was starting to worry if you were alright.” she looked at him with big glossy eyes. It was true, he hadn't gone near her or her cottage for over a week and the same went for twilight. He smiled at her and spoke.
“I'm sorry I’ve been busy. Working around town and helping applejack.” it was truth and lie as today had been the first day he helped applejack. She nodded her head and smiled. Dolorem went to set on the couch and fluttershy followed.
“so what have you been doing?” he asked as she sat down.
“well angel just got over being sick again and is doing fine now. All the animals are getting ready to hibernate for the upcoming winter, so I'll be mostly alone.” she gazed into his eyes as she spoke softly. Then she crawled into his lap still watching him.
I could never do this before. But with him I feel like I could do anything, no longer being so shy.
Dolorem smiled and ran his fingers through her mane. He kept going until his right arm seized up from the work earlier that day. Fluttershy flew up and watch him clutch his arm in pain.
“oh no are you ok? Here let me.” she hovered next to his right arm and landed softly on the couch, pushing his hand away. She began to work her hoof in circles massaging the cramp away.
“oh my you arm is full of knots. And I bet the rest of you too. You need a full massage.” she pulled away and his arm no longer hurt as he looked at her.
“well if you insist.” she nodded and looked around for somewhere for him to lay.
“let's try my bed.” he led her to the door of his room and opened it. They walked in and she turned to him with a slight blush that grew.
“you''ll need to... take off your... clothes.” dolorem looked at her and smiled. This was the second pony that told him to undress and he did but only to his boxers. He tossed his clothes to the side, having worn them constantly and washing them nearly everyday they were battered and ripping, climbing onto his bed, laying on his stomach. Fluttershy hovered above him as he laid down and gently lowered herself on him. She straddled her legs on either side of his waist and examined the scars of his back.
How does one being endure so much pain? Why would anyone hurt someone like him.
She began her work with deep smooth strides into his flesh causing him to breath out deeply. She massaged every inch of his back working out years of strain and knots. Dolorem just melted at her touch and was converted to senseless mumbles of delight. Fluttershy giggle at him as she worked his shoulders and arms. As she finished with his back she hovered in the air.
“now flip over.” he did as he was told he flipped over like a limp doll. As he settled him self fluttershy lowered her self again, straddling his waist again but a little lower. She began her heavenly touch on his chest and his eyes fluttered behind closed lids. She worked her way down to his stomach and the crescent scar. She finished but than began brushing her hoof on the scar. Dolorem opened his eyes and tilted her head up to see what she was doing. She didn't even have to ask and he began his story.
“I didn't think I had anything to live for and I didn't. I had no home and no family or friends. Nothing to call my own. I lived off rotten food from trash and rags in alleyways. Life was meaningless to me and left me in a place I didn't know. I no longer cared where I was and what was going to happen to me. I fight others like me for molded bread and dirty water. I was in a pit with no way out but one. I had contemplated it for weeks and held it in my hand, cold and jagged. I thought why not. What was there for me? I wouldn't me missed and no longer had to struggle. Each night it called to me and each morning I woke up, in filth and hunger. I was sitting on a bench in a park at noon. Everyone going on with there lives without a glance to me. I pulled it out from my pocket, ashort, rusted yet sharp and my freedom. I took it in my right hand and started from my belly button. It was quick with the curving motion, I laid on the ground blood pouring from my stomach. The blade was long enough to peel back my skin but not to puncture my organs. It was a minute before anyone decided to see what had happen to me, a minute that felt like an eternity. They began yelling for help, for someone to rescue me but I didn't want it. I wanted to slip into the cold, dark sleep. I was rushed to the hospital where I should have died. Where I wanted to die. But the person who found me also gave me the blood the kept me anchored to the land of the living. I never met my savior but with that act the did more then stop my death. I wanted to live now and rise my self back from the depths I once wallowed in. sometimes when I think I have nothing to live for I rub the scar and remember the sacrifice someone made for me.” fluttershy was in tears unable to control her self.
How could someone like him ever be placed to think such things? Why couldn't he just been born here and never deal with the evil of his world?
She hated the world he came from, unable to understand it's sorrows. She trembled on top of dolorem and he held her close until she stopped. When she did he smiled at her and brushed her hair from her face. He then sat up and placed her on her stomach.
“now you need to relax.” he returned the favor and massaged her front legs, inside and out. He slowly moved to her shoulders, he may not be as good as her but she enjoyed it very much, then to her sides avoiding her middle back and wings. He worked his way down to her flank and paid more attention to the butterflies on both sides making her let out small sighs, when done there he went to her hind legs on the outside and brushing his fingers on the inside. Then he went to her back and slowly moved to her wings. Fluttershy began to whine as she arched her back and when he got to the fold of her wing to her body she gasped loudly. She fanned her wings and they stretched out all the way as he worked at the base of her wings. Then he pressed deeply under the wing into the soft flesh causing her to squirm and buck wildly in pure pleasure. He continued as she breathed heavily and could take it no longer. She let out a loud moan that was followed by more and more and when she finally stopped dolorem pulled his hands away. She laid there still breathing hard and fast as dolorem watched her wings span out unable to fold back in on their own accord. He laid down beside her and she had a smile loosely across her face. Soon she closed her eyes and faded into sweet sleep. Dolorem grabbed the blanket and covered them both as he went to follow her. The hours past and soon the sun shone over the edge of night. Dolorem would have slept longer but something was messing with his feet. He was laying on his back and he propped himself up with his elbows to see pinkie pie holding his left foot. She looked up and smiled and before dolorem could say anything she spoke.
“wow they are so awesome. Ponies don't have toes except for spike but he's not pony he's a dragon and he won't let me play with his toes cause his ticklish. Your not ticklish so I didn't think you would mind.” she played with each toe on his left foot and moved her head to his right. Once again he was about to speak when she suddenly put all his toes from his right foot in her mouth and sucked gently while still playing with his others. Dolorem was in shock and at a loss for words when she pulled away running her tongue between his toes before leaving them alone completely.
“thanks dolo I got to go see ya later.” she trotted out as fluttershy woke up.
She blinked sleepily and spoke.
“was that pinkie pie? She as a kind of toe fetish.” dolorem took part of the blanket and wiped his foot dry.
“no kidding.”
I didn't think a foot could be violated.
Both of them got out of bed and went to the living room. Outside it was bright, warm, and a slight breeze. They ate breakfast, salad and biscuits, and talked for a little bit. It was decided they would go into town today and dolorem got dressed. He pulled out a small wooden box from out under the bed and opened. The metal wristband and a yellow feather laid inside. He grabbed the feather and placed it in his pocket. They made their way into town and happened to meet everyone else also. They all decided to go eat in the town square and sat together enjoying a small brunch. It was a fine calm day with nothing much happening. Then the air went quiet and still. Everyone looked around confused when a black cloud came from no where. He was headed strait for Ponyville. As it came closer the cloud was smoke tinted with a toxic green aura. A buzzing followed the mass and many pale blue dots appeared from the wall of black. Then fangs, glistening with hunger, flashed as the cloud descended upon Ponyville.

“Sometimes pain is like a storm that comes from no where. The clearest summer could end in a down pour, could end in lightning and thunder.”