While Fluttershy was sleeping I did research on her to know what to expect.
It was now three A.M. on Saturday, so I made my way to the kitchen, and did what little dishes were there.
Since the washing was mostly just minimal manual labor with little to no brain power involved I was left to my thoughts as my mind roamed on the recent events.
I was doing great in college until my car just had to become the POS that it is now, and now I have an adorable and extremely cute filly pony in on my couch.
I don’t know if yesterday was a blessing, or a curse to me. I had a crappy day, but then found something that I don’t even know how it will affect me. Fluttershy is probably going to be a small problem, but I think I can work around that.
I pull my hand out of the water for a knife had sliced open the back of my hand.
I hiss as my blood starts to pour. I rush to the med kit that I left on the counter, and open it. I take out the hydrogen peroxide and the med gauze before moving back to the sink.
I basically rip the cap off of the hydrogen peroxide, and dump a bit over my cut. I clench my teeth from the intense stinging that comes from my cut being cleaned before I run the warm water over my hand, and rinse the peroxide out of my cut.
I then start wrapping my hand in gauze quickly, but neatly before I tie a knot, and sigh in relief.
“God that hurt.” I say quietly as to not wake the heart attack in the other room. I obviously wasn’t quiet enough; for Fluttershy was at the kitchen thresh hold looking at me with tears in her eyes.
I slowly walk over to her before I kneel down, and look her over. She still has a sleepy look in her eyes, but now had a new fear to them.
She must have had a nightmare.
“Did you have a bad dream?” I ask her softly. She nods with a barely audible whimper.
“Would you like me to rock you to sleep?” I ask her. She nods again, so I slowly scoop her up into my arms, and start to gently rock my arms to and fro.
After a few minutes of rocking Fluttershy to sleep, I slowly make my way back into my front room, and set her on the couch.
I tuck her in before I sit down in my recliner, and doze off.
The next day
I wake to a weight on my lap. When I open my eyes to see what was there, I see Fluttershy curled up, and sleeping.
She must’ve had another bad dream, and just decided to sleep in my lap for comfort. I smile at the sight, but then remember that I am to be caring for her, so I look at my watch, and see that it is an hour before sunrise.
I decide to wait for Fluttershy to wake up. She was sleeping with the most adorable light snore ever.
After a few moments Fluttershy wakes with an overly cute yawn.
“Good morning sleepy head.” I say gently to her. She jumps a bit, but then calms when she sees me.
“Would you like some breakfast?” I ask her. She yawns again, and nods her head yes.
“Well, let’s go get some food then.” I say before I pick her up in my arms, and carry her into the kitchen with me.
I set her down on the counter, and pull out some fruit before getting a knife, and cutting them up.
*-&^&-*
It has been a couple years now. I had somehow managed to finish college while taking care of Fluttershy, and she has grown a bit. I estimate that she is about seven years old now, and she can now talk… kinda.
She is extremely shy around me, but she is slowly getting over it.
On a different note, I now have a job as a local mechanic. I got hired into an auto shop in the town nearby. We still live in my small house, but now my car at least runs like it should.
Fluttershy knows that she is different, but doesn’t seem to mind, or at least I think she doesn’t. She knows she isn’t of this world, but she doesn’t have any memories from her previous life as an element of harmony.
Yes, I now know all about My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic because I had to know about her kind to raise her correctly. I’ve kept the show from her, as well as television all together, but I know one day she will find out, and I fear for that day, but I am more focused on now rather than when.
Today Fluttershy had learned to fly. She can only fly very short distances for now, but she managed a great take off, and a meager landing. Meager as in I had to catch her.
She was very happy that she actually flew, but we then found another fear of hers. She is terrified of heights. That was part of the reason why I had to catch her. She got ten feet from the ground, and her wings snapped shut. She then couldn’t open them for the rest of the day.
But it was still cause for celebration, so I went to the local pet store, and got her a kitten as congratulations on her first flight.
She opened right up to the small animal, and it did the same to her. The kitten was a tabby cat with green eyes, and a black and pink nose.
Fluttershy named it Snuggles.
That night when I was tucking Fluttershy into bed she said something that made me pause for a good few moments.
She had said, “Goodnight… daddy.”
My heart was thundering in my chest, and my eyes had widened. She called me Daddy. This was a massive bonding moment for me and her, for she had labeled me as her father.
My mind thought of something quickly, so I bent over Fluttershy, kissed her forehead, and said this.
“Goodnight my little Fluttershy.”
The next day was another day to celebrate for my little Fluttershy had earned her cutie mark. I had to explain it to her, and when she understood she was overly happy for it.
As another celebration I asked her if she would like another pet, and she told me she would like a bunny, so I drove back to the pet store, and bought her a white bunny that she named Angel.
We found that Fluttershy’s special talent was to be great with animals, and she was just the right pony for that talent.
*-&^&-*
Today was horrible. It has been another few years, and Fluttershy is now ten years old. I’m guessing she is getting close to full size at around three and a half feet tall, but I can’t be sure.
Back to why today was horrible.
I was at work, and I had finally let Fluttershy have a television when she was eight since I thought she was old enough. It was the biggest mistake, ever.
I had returned from work to hear these words in my Fluttershy’s voice.
“HOW DARE YOU?!” It was the line from the episode Dragon Shy. It was at the scene where Fluttershy would stand up to a dragon after it harmed her friends.
Fluttershy had her focus on the screen, and hadn’t heard me enter my home.
I fell to my knees from the sadness in Fluttershy’s eyes as she watched the show.
Angel had noticed me, and tapped Fluttershy with his paw then pointed at me.
Angel you little shit.
“How…*whimper*… How long?” She asks me. My heart broke at her sorrow.
“Since I found you, I didn’t know at first, but I had to know how to care for you.” I tell her. Tears are streaming down her face.
What she did next caught me off guard. She ran. She ran out the front door with her pets following her.
I stood there in shock, and now heartbreak, for what I had done to my daughter. Tears are openly streaming down my face as I stare out the open door.
After a few minutes my mind kicks back into gear, and I stand up on my feet before rushing outside to see if she actually entered the forest.
She did, and I couldn’t see her. By god I hope she is okay.
She probably hates me now, and I deserve it all. I had hidden the truth from her, and she had found out on her own with no one there to help her see the reason why.
I am an idiot for doing this. I should’ve told her sooner, but I thought she was still too young to understand.
It is now midnight, and I am stressing on where my little filly was. Is she okay, is she injured again, can she find her way back, and will she even want to come back?
These questions were flying through my mind at a rapid pace, and I couldn’t stop them. The next thing I know is that I am outside with my shotgun in my old NCU ready to enter the forest to find her.
*-&^&-*
It has been a week since I entered the forest in search of my daughter, and I had returned home without her. My heart was dead now.
I had all but given up hope of her return, and am now sitting in my front room with my head in my hands. My tears have all been shed, and now I could only wallow in my sorrow.
I hadn’t moved for the past three hours as I worry over Fluttershy.
There is a thump at the front door, and I jumped from the sudden sound.
Thinking someone had sent me some mail. I get up, and slowly make my way to the door. I open the door, and see a cat on my porch, but I see the bright green eyes.
“Snuggles?” I ask aloud. The cat meows at me before walking down the stairs, and then looking back at me.
She must be trying to lead me to Fluttershy.
I slowly make my way down the front steps of my home, and start to follow Snuggles into the forest. Snuggles would run ahead a few yards, stop, and let me catch up before running ahead again, and repeating the process. It was a few hours of following the cat into the forest before we came to what seemed to be a small gathering of animals.
Snuggles runs up to the group of forest animals, and a small fox looks at me, and then looks back at the rest of the animals before they all move to let me see what they were guarding, or watching.
What I saw made tears roll down my face as relief filled my thoughts, and then I took a step forward.
“Fluttershy?” I ask softly to the sleeping pony that was cuddled with a few animals to keep warm.
She moves in her sleep before slowly sitting up, and sees me. She blinks a few times before her eyes widen in surprise.
She leapt at me, and tackled me to the ground yelling “Daddy!” While she did so.
I held her close to me, and stroked her mane, her soft silk like pink mane.
I could feel her shuddering as she silently cries into my chest.
“Are you okay my little Fluttershy?” I ask as fresh tears run down my face as happiness fills my heart once more.
“I-I-I c-c-couldn’t find my way b-back home, it was so scary!” She sobs into me. This made my heart shatter again. She had lost her way home, and I had given up on searching for her.
“I’m so sorry Fluttershy. I shouldn’t have given up my search for you.” I tell her as I tighten my embrace on her.
“N-n-no, I shouldn’t have run away.” She replies. This causes me to smile a little as she is always so selfless, but that is one of the things that I love about my daughter.
I was a few minutes of us holding each other close before we both calmed down.
“Dad?” Fluttershy asks me.
“Yes my little girl?” I reply. She giggles a little.
“Can we go home now?” She asks me. I chuckle a little bit before I let go of her.
“Yes, as long as Snuggles still knows the way.” I tell her. She gets up and off of me before we both start to follow snuggles back out of the forest, and back to our home.
*-&^&-*
It has been five years since that day, and we had only gotten closer since then. We had moved out of that small old house, and we both decided that we wanted to live farther into the forest.
So two years after our separation I went into the forest, and built a large one floor log cabin with the help of Fluttershy, and her animal friends.
You wouldn’t be able to laugh hard enough at the thirty beavers she found to help me cut down trees, and the six bears she recruited to help me move the lumber. I nearly shit myself when she brought them to me.
So we now live in a nice cozy log cabin ten miles away from any city, and I had raised enough money from my mechanics job to by five miles of land in any direction around us so that we wouldn’t have any unexpected visitors like hunters, and hikers.
I didn’t have a property fence, but I did have signs put up that there is to be no hunting at all inside my land.
Now back to the now.
I had managed to get electricity, and pluming out to our house after two more years, and had managed to keep Fluttershy a secret throughout the construction by getting a couple of bears to care for her.
I was on my toes the entire time the construction was going, but we managed to keep her a secret.
Over the years I had managed to buy a Barret fifty caliber rifle as a Christmas gift from Fluttershy, and I had gotten her another pet. This time I got her a pet canary. She didn’t name this one, but loved it all the same.
Now it is July sixteenth, and we are getting ready to go on a small camping trip in the forest to see some of Fluttershy’s fox friends.
I was getting my hiking pack ready when there was a knock at our door.
“Um… what are we going to do?” Fluttershy asks me.
“Go to your room while I see who it is. It might just be another hiker or hunter asking for directions again.” I tell her with a smile. She nods her head before going to her room. Once her door was shut I grabbed my shotgun, and headed to the door.
“Who’s there?!” I call through the door.
The voice that answered was motherly, yet very stern.
“I think you know who it is. May we come in?” The female voice asks.