A Fluttershy Love Song

by Baton Rouge

Key Change

Ok, I'm sorry about the wait on this chapter. Things to do, Papers to write, moons to be banished to. It’s all so tiring. I do not own MLP: FIM, nor any song in this chapter (Don’t want to give it away!). Again, I am looking for an artist to do some cover art for this story, I am looking to have some before I try and submit this to Equestria Daily. As always, Enjoy!!

::Baton::
Baton continued west, as instructed by the rainbow maned Pegasus, and walked through the forest. He knew he was heading in the right direction, he was following the sun as it was descending into the horizon. His thoughts flickered to Twilight, knowing that tonight would be her first lesson. Baton saw the trees thinning and becoming more spread apart. The journey had been a little harder after running into Rainbow Dash. That spell sure took a lot out of me. I almost feel like taking a nap. Baton thought as he stifled a yawn. Ah, what a lovely summer evening though. I wonder if Fluttershy is still home. Baton smiled as he imagined the object of his growing affection. In the little while he had known her she had already shown more kindness than he had ever experienced, especially him being from a big city.
It’s amazing how somepony can be so sweet, and nice, and cute, and shy, and… Baton stopped himself, chuckling. Wow, I sound like Orchestra did when she was trying to convince me that she didn’t like Octavia. I really must be falling for Fluttershy, but how can I not. She has the voice of angel. But it was hard for him to not pine over the canary colored Pegasus, he imagined her in his mind’s eye. Standing, with her pink hair in her face like it usually is, just smiling at him. Baton came to a parting in the trees that opened up into the back of Fluttershy’s yard. All the animals were outside today, even though the day was winding down. Some played with each other on the ground, others swam in the lake nearby, and birds flitted from tree to tree in giddy joy. As Baton got closer he heard something. His smile grew wide and his heart fluttered in excitement. He had walked in on Fluttershy feeding her pets, and he heard a song from his past. One of the very first ones that had come to him after he got his cutie mark.

Baton began to clap. It isn’t often that you get to hear someone sing like no one could hear them. And of all ponies I could imagine listening to, I'm glad it’s her. Fluttershy looked toward Baton in shock, squeaking in the process. Her face grew red and she began to hide behind her hair.
“Bravo! Bravo! I would ask for an encore but something tells me I only got to see that by chance. It’s good to hear you again, you have an amazing voice.” Baton walked toward Fluttershy, who seemed to be trying to grow smaller in her embarrassment.
“Oh… H-hi Baton. Um… thank you but I'm not that good…” Fluttershy stammered out, her face growing deeper in shade. She kicked at the dirt with a hoof.
“Not good? Your voice is one of the reasons why I'm attracted to you.” Baton stopped short, mouth still agape. ……well THAT just slipped out. Oh Celestia I sound like an idiot. Baton had to resist the urge to face-hoof. Fluttershy’s face shot up in surprise, eyes wide and hopeful.
“You…you’re attracted to me?” She asked, eyes beaming. Her wings fully extended unintentionally.
Baton looked up into Fluttershy’s big blue eyes. “Yes, it’s one of the reasons I came here.” Ok Baton, this is it… you know what to do, and try not to mess it up. “When I decided to come here… I wanted to get you something, a gift, to show you what you meant to me.”
“Oh Baton, you didn’t have to get me a-“
“Flowers are too common, I’m not rich so diamonds are out.”
“U-u-um, Baton… I don’t need an-“
Baton turned around, walking a few steps before turning back. “So I thought to myself… ‘What can I get her that no pony else can…” What’s MY gift…?” Baton’s horn glowed and the forest went silent, all the animals stopped and watched. Baton looked into Fluttershy’s eyes… and sang.

The song faltered as symbols crashed in the background. An organ began to shout out chords. Violins screeched at each other in a shrieking chorus. The magical symphony was breaking into chaos. All the animals that were watching and listening ran away in a panic. Laughter filled the air, maniacally insane laughter. Baton struggled to control his spell. His energy began to wane, W-whats happening? He heard a voice in his head… “Twists and turns are my master plan. Then find the elements, back to where you began!” no….no! what is going on! “Everypony has to play or the game is over and I win!” n-n-no… w-what? Baton struggled. He was lost in this chaotic voice… his old memories fell one by one into darkness while others began to take place, a maze, a throne, chocolate milk? He began to feel a growing need, a need for disorder, for disharmony, for… discord. Then hatred filled his heart, he remembered being frozen, unable to move for who knows how long, he was stone. Baton opened his eyes meekly. He was prepared to fall into what ever had taken him… and then he heard a voice.
“Baton?! Are you alright!?” Fluttershy, he had forgotten about Fluttershy. Just like that all his memories came rushing back. They flashed before him like a slideshow on fast forward. They ended on one in particular, Fluttershy smiling. Baton knew who he was, and who he wanted to be with. The music around them quelled and the song returned.

::Twilight::
Ok, ok focus. Keep the tempo steady. Ignore the stunning moon goddess in front of you. Focus on the nursery rhyme. Did she say something? Gah!!! Get it back! Ok, I hope she didn’t notice that. Who am I kidding, of course she noticed that. Twilight finished her song and released her spell, sound flooded back into the library. Crickets chirped outside, a wolf howled in the distance, spike let out a great snore from the loft above.
“Very good Twilight Sparkle. Thou art getting much better. We think it is time to have you try another part of the spell.” Luna said, smiling down at her new pupil. She relished the chance to teach. As with everything else, teaching was usually done in the day, therefore severing it from Luna’s usual duties.
“Alright!” Twilight smiled back, eager in her studies. She was surprised how difficult this magic was. It was part silencing spell, part auditory illusion spell, and part creativity spell. She was struggling on a simple nursery rhyme. “But Princess, please just call me Twilight.”
“We are- I am sorry Twilight, it has been… difficult for us- me to adjust to the changes that I missed for 1000 years. If I must call you Twilight, then you must call me Luna.”
Twilight blushed a bit, hoping the faint lights would hide it. Should I call her Luna? I don’t even call Princess Celestia by her name. oh but I don’t want to offend her by ignoring her wishes. “o-ok… Luna. What shall we do next… that is… what should I…-“
Luna giggled at her flustered student. “Calm Twilight. You do not have to guard your tongue around me. I am not as… uptight as my sister. I must have missed the ‘uptight’ phase of alicorn growth when I was on the moon.” She smiled at Twilight, attempting to lighten the mood. “Perhaps it was good I was banished!.” Luna giggled at her own joke.
She can’t honestly think it was a good thing she was banished! Wait… OH! It was a joke! Maybe I do need to lighten up. Wait… I haven’t been laughing! Shoot! I don’t want her to think I didn’t think her joke was good. Twilight let out some awkward laughs. But that only caused Luna to laugh a little more. Twilight breathed a sigh of relief, glad to have gotten out of that situation unscathed. “Ok then Luna, what shall I do now?”
Luna began to regain some control as she wiped a tear from her eye. “Oh Twilight, you are very fun! *Ahem* Well the next part of the spell will be a visual illusion spell. This will add moving pictures to you spell. This is very effective to show large audiences, and can also be used to confuse if you are ever in need of a distraction. Just focus on your song. Most visual aspects are self-explanatory; such is the case with the song we are focusing on tonight. Others however, will need to be provided by you, this is the case with songs that have no lyrics. Now, begin your song and this time, add an image of what you are singing about. Remember, music is never set in stone, music is moving, flowing. There isn’t just one right answer.”
ANOTHER! There’s another part to this spell! Ok I can do this! So just imagine what I'm playing… a star. A ball of burning gas? Twilight began her spell, and like always, a single violin began to play. It played a song that all fillies and colts heard growing up. It was a song about a twinkling start in the sky and kids wondering what it is exactly. Twilight began to focus on what a star is. Before her a small white speck appeared, it began to grow in size. Its color changed from white to orange. A small sun floated in the middle of the library. It burned bright and tendrils of flames wrapped around the ball of gas. Twilight finished her song and the star faded from existence.
“Very good Twilight, you have the fundamental theory behind the idea. Yet you are lacking in what is most important.” Luna began as she watch the stare fade away.
“Was it rhythm? I felt like I was rushing the song. I'm sorry. I can try again if-“
“No no, the rhythm was fine. I am talking about the feeling behind the song. Yes I know the song is about a star, and I know that stars are suns very far away, and suns, much like my sister, are balls of hot gas. But… what is this song really about?”
Twilight struggled with the idea of approaching the song from a non-scientific point of view. Well I suppose its about mystery… about not knowing for sure what is up there but admiring it all the same… that sounds a little too familiar. Twilight breathed deeply to steady herself, she closed her eyes and imagined what she found mysterious but admired all the same. She focused the magic within herself. Ok, first the silencing spell… now the auditory illusion spell… Twilight began her song, her violin going a bit slower, but flooding the song with meaning. She began to sing along in her head, Twinkle twinkle little star… How I wonder what you are… Twilight tapped into her magic and began the visual illusion spell… mist swirled into the center of the room. A single twinkling star appeared… it began to grow smaller as more and more joined until a vision of the night sky could be seen. A comet streaked through the sky. What is the song about… the vison shifted slightly, the sky began to get smaller and was surrounded by blue… it began to resemble a nebula of stars contained in… a mane. The vision zoomed out and showed a familiar face, Luna’s. What was once a sky was, now contained in the mane of the moon goddess. The vision Luna looked to Twilight and smiled, her eyes twinkling like diamonds. The purple unicorn was lost in the gaze she created. She saw exactly what she was playing about. This was no nursery rhyme anymore. Her violin was joined by others; they played and sang together, changing the kid’s song into a concerto of love, longing and mystery. Twilight let the song run its course. The vision, though, she held, and let it linger. It finally dissipated; as the mist cleared Twilight caught a glimpse of the real Luna. Surprise, that was the only word to describe the expression on the face of the youngest Royal Sister. Not anger, nor hatred.
“Very good Twilight. I believe that is enough for tonight. Please continue to practice. I shall send a message when we can next hold lessons. Goodnight.” The Princess said this as she walked onto the balcony. Twilight following behind, confused and worried. “Know you did nothing wrong. It is late and I must prepare to lower the moon. Farewell Twilight.” Luna never gave the purple unicorn a chance to respond as she closed her eyes and slowly began to fade, turning into stars that flew off into the horizon.
“Goodnight Luna…” Twilight walked slowly into the library. She sat down and wondered if she may have overstepped her boundaries. It’s too late now she thought. As the moon began to set and the glow of the sun crept from the east, Twilight realized that she hadn’t slept a wink at all, yet she never felt more awake. She thought of nothing better to do than to practice, ‘music isn’t something you can study from a book. It takes practice, commitment, passion.’ She recalled what Luna first said about music. Twilight closed her eyes and began again. The vision came again, same as before, and Twilight just listened, I like the night. She admitted, it’s a mystery I suppose.