Chapter 8
“Devil, have mercy with me in Tartarus…”
Slowly, Twilight raised her hoof, and tapped her hoof against the door exactly two times. Her ears dived for cover on her head and she cringed back a little, biting her lower lip as she hoped that death didn’t wait for her behind the door.
And yet, nothing happened.
Twilight tried again, relieved to still be standing in one, solid piece, but still she heard no response. She knew entering the house anyways would be wrong even under normal circumstances... but she didn’t really have any other options here.
The handle glowed purple before twisting to the side, and the door opened slowly, accompanied by a quiet creak. Twilight stepped past the threshold, and closed the door behind her in the same manner.
She looked around, soaking in the sights. The inside of Fluttershy’s house looked exactly like it always did; there was nothing suspicious or dangerous there at all.
A few more steps, and she passed around a corner and into the living room. Twilight didn’t know how to react to the sight before her: there lay Fluttershy, a peaceful smile etched on her face, in a bed made of clouds, snoring lightly.
“Ahuh, so that’s what it looks like when you have an extremely important experiment going on, Fluttershy?” There was no response from the yellow pegasus. Twilight walked forward, and nudged Fluttershy with her hoof. “Wake up, sleepy head! It’s already past midday.”
“Huh?” she said tiredly. Fluttershy’s eyes slowly started to open up, and she noticed the purpleness over her. She yawned tightly, and got up. “Oh hello, Twilight. I’m sorry, I must’ve fallen asleep. Rainbow Dash was right, clouds really are great for beds.”
Twilight gave her a warm smile. “No problem, Fluttershy. Though, it makes me wonder why you put up that sign at your door that reads not to come in under any circumstances.”
“Oh, I didn’t know that was still hanging there. I thought Rarity took it with her when she left,” explained Fluttershy.
“Rarity was here?” asked Twilight, although it finally started to make sense—Rarity wouldn’t have any problem putting up something so utterly dramatic.
“Yes. At our last spa meeting she insisted on making me a… ‘unique’ Nightmare Night costume for me. She took measurements of my body over here.”
“Ah, I understand. What are you going as?”
“Oh, as I said, it’s something very unique. I’m going as a d—”
Twilight put a hoof on Fluttershy’s mouth. “Actually no, don’t tell me. I don’t want to spoil the surprise.”
“Uhm, if that is what you want to do…”
“Anyway, now that you’re here already, do you think you could have a taste of my new soup recipe? I made it earlier for a hurt bunny, and it helped lessen its pain. I even tried it myself before I fell asleep.”
Time for a break?
→ Accept the soup? Go to Chapter 32!
→ Turn down the offer? Go to Chapter 26!