Author: LDSocrates
Prompt: Butterflies
“No.”
“C’mon, Twilight, pleeease?” Pinkie begged, prostrating herself by clapping her front hooves together on the floor and wiggling her plot like an excited puppy.
“I said no!” Twilight repeated as she shelved another book. “Pinkie, you know I love you to pieces, and I respect your lifestyle choice, but please stop trying to drag me into it. I’m not stopping you from seeing Fluttershy too, so could you please give me the same courtesy concerning my decision? Going on joint dates is awkward enough, but… but that? I’m sorry, but it’s not going to happen.”
“But it’d be fun!” Pinkie protested behind her as she sorted through more books, more to ignore her marefriend than anything. “You and Fluttershy get along better than marshmallows and chocolate to my graham cracker bringing you together, and the three of us are all filly foolers, so what’s the problem with making a s’more?”
Twilight’s cheeks heated up and her stomach rumbled from the double entendre and the literal food imagery respectively. “You have the strangest analogies, you know that?”
“Part of why you love me,” Pinkie giggled. “But no changing the subject!”
Twilight sighed and turned to face the pink pony. “Doesn’t matter if it would be fun, Pinkie. I don’t want to,” she said flatly with a hard stare.
“Why?” Pinkie chirped, tilting her head.
“Because it’d be extremely awkward,” Twilight grunted, staring harder.
“Why?”
“Because I was raised to value monogamy,” she answered.
“Why?”
“Because… because the alternative is a major social taboo, I suppose,” Twilight said, voice growing softer and glare dissipating. “And my parents aren’t really that deviant, I guess.”
“Why?”
“Because their parents raised them the same way?” she ventured.
“Why?”
“Because that’s the cultural norm and has been for centuries?” Twilight muttered, scratching her head and shifting her weight on her hooves uneasily.
“Whyyyyyy?” Pinkie pressed, twirling a hoof in the air in a circle expectantly like a turning wheel.
“Because… because… I don’t know why,” Twilight admitted, looking at a very satisfied Pinkie with wide eyes.
Logic. Her one weakness.
Twilight avoided eye contact again and rubbed the back of her neck, clearing her throat. “And… you’re sure Fluttershy would be okay with this?”
Pinkie nodded with a giggle. “She’s less nervous about it than you, silly filly. Let’s just say she thinks you’re really pretty… and wants to ‘share some kindness’ with you,” she teased. “She’s just way too shy to ever say so herself.”
Twilight’s face heated up to the point she felt like it would pop, and she covered her face with both hooves with a low groan.
Twilight woke up the next morning with her head laid on butterfly printed pony plot as a pillow, her cheeks bright red, and a big smile on her muzzle.