A Friend In Need Is Wetter by VelvetHeart
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Lyra's ears perked up, quickly followed by a hoof that halted Lero mid-sentence. As one, the four turned to look, then followed her pointed ears to the library's front door. Lero, breath held, listened intently. "I hear nothing. I guess it was-"
"I'll get it." Rainbow Dash volunteered, rising from her cushion to open the door, unveiling a rather familiar yellow pegasus. "Hey, Fluts. What brings you here at this hour?"
"Ehm... well... I wanted to ask... you see... ehm... could I borrow Lero for a bit?"
This got a bray of complaint from pretty much everypony, and even Lero made a little sound that could be interpreted as shock. "Woa there!" Rainbow Dash squawked, "We don't do things like that here! I know heat-season is soon but you can't just barge in here and ask for our stallion's service!"
Fluttershy's jerked back, her face immediately going from yellow to a pink notably darker than her mane. Leaning in, she gently grasped Rainbow and brought her lips to the fellow pegasus' ears, whispering.
"Ohh. False alarm," Rainbow laughed. "Say, Lero, would you mind helping Fluttershy with her shopping?" She turned to her friend and gave the shy girl a quick hug, "You bring him home intact, ok? No breaking him."
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There wasn't so much of a peep out of the shy pegasus all the way to the store, a curious building whose only identifying feature was a sign with a single large snowflake. A soft push by Fluttershy sent the door inward with a soft chime, and gave her and Lero access to...
...a hall of dicks. Lero gaped as he ran his eyes along the walls, where rubbery phalluses jutted lewdly from their displays, wide in variety, shape, and interestingly, strapsizes. In fact, each and every one came equipped with straps, a bag, a tube, and some kind of squeezebulb.
"Welcome to The Chillbox! I'm Icicle, and I'll be taking care of your needs today!" A rather chipper unicorn mare spouted as she practically jumped her customers. Glancing at the human she quickly added, "Please don't try to give oral to any of the products. We're trying to be hygienic here."
Lero's mouth snapped shut. "I thought... ehm..."
"So, Fluttershy. You finally found some indication as to your perfect cooler?"
Shyly, and partially hidden behind Lero's legs, Fluttershy nodded. "Ehm, Lero, could you... hold out your arm, roll up your sleeve, and make a fist?"
" Why- oh." Lero felt the heat rising in his cheeks as he obediently extended his arm, and then it was Icicle's time to look surprised.
"Oh my, well... give me a moment."
Lero was used to being measured by floating tapemeasures. After all, Rarity was a friend and a uniquely-experienced tailor. Still, there was something a little off about having the unicorn rattle off words like 'flare-size' and 'shaft-girth' while measuring his arm.
"Alright," Icicle finally concluded, "I've got everything I need to make your custom cooler, Fluttershy. You can come pick it up in three days. But..." Icicle hesitated for a moment, "...are you absolutely sure you can take this size, ma'am? Once I start, there's no money back, and if it doesn't fit comfortably, then all you've got is a very expensive conversation piece."
Fluttershy whimpered quietly, before falling silent. Finally, she turned to look up at Lero and asked:
"Ehm, Lero. Could you... make a fist again?"