//------------------------------// // Score Seven // Story: Troubles By The Score // by ADRNEL //------------------------------// Big Mac happily walked to his room after a long day of chores, he didn't care if he was dirty or sweaty, he just wanted to lie on his bed and get in as much sleep as possible for another early day tomorrow. He opened the door and turned on the lights only to be met by the most unexpected sight; on his bed, was Pinkie and Maude lounging like models on it with sultry looks. "Oh hey Mackie...just thought we'd come by to help you relax from such a long hard day." sensually said the pink mare. "But...what's Maude doin' here?" Mac was confused and scared. "To double the fun silly." giggled Pinkie. Before Mac knew it, he was pulled to the bed by the two mares and landed on his back. "Just relax Mac...you're already stressed out as it." continued Pinkie as Maude removed Mac's trademark yoke. Pinkie turned to her sister. "You can go first sis." "With pleasure." responded Maude with no emotion apart from a slight sultry tone. The gray pony pulled up her dress and got on top. "Let's see how you handle." she proceeded to line herself up- "NO!!!!!" screamed as he fell out of his bed covered in cold sweat. He landed on the floor, along with his bed sheets, hard. "OOF" Once the stallion got his bearings straight, he noticed that he was in his room, alone, it was all just a disturbing dream. "Hold it together Mac!" he said to himself, shaking and worried. He was too afraid to fall back asleep. It was morning, and Granny Smith was in the laundry room for the weekly cleaning. Granny got the washer ready as Apple Bloom walked in with her bed sheets with a look of shame. "Did ya have a scary dream Apple Bloom?" asked Granny. The filly just nodded in shame. "Throw it in the pile." the old mare directed. The filly did as told and walked out of the room. Applejack walked in next. "Just the hat this week Granny...be mighty careful when washing it." as she said that, she placed her stetson on top of the dryer. "Ah know, ah know." Granny rolled her eyes, Applejack and her hat. After Applejack walked out, it was Mac's turn to walk in, he carried his bed sheets in shame. "Did ya have a scary dream Mac?" asked Granny. Mac just looked at the old mare with shame, ears down. Granny knew what that meant. "Ya had a dirty dream?" Mac shamefully nodded. "Ah thought ya outgrew that after high school." Granny sighed. "But oh well...in the pile." Mac quietly did as told and walked out. "This requires something stronger." said the old mare to herself as she grabbed the most potent detergent she had. Fluttershy was under a tree by a clearing, sobbing. She tried to go about her day as best she could, but everything from last night flooded her mind. "Why can't I find love?! Why can't I find a perfect stallion?" she sobbed to the animals that gathered around her. "You know how hard it is to find one?" The animals all shook their heads. "Really hard! It's not like a perfect stallion will just walk up to you and ask 'what's wrong?'" "Uh miss are you okay? What's wrong?" said a new voice. All the animals quickly scatter, leaving Fluttershy alone. "Huh?" Fluttershy looked around to see a large, muscular, white pegasus, trotting up to her. "Are you okay miss? You look like you gotten hurt?" the stallion asked with concern, he got a good look at the pegasus mare. "Fluttershy?" Fluttershy quickly realized who the stallion was. "Bulk?" "YEAH! That's my name." he exclaimed, it was nice when a pony remembers your name. "What are you doing here?" asked the yellow pegasus. "Of all places?" "I go here every morning to do my after gallop stretches." explained the large white stallion. "You looked like you were crying." "Well...uh...I kind of was..." shamefully admitted the mare. "What happened?" he asked with concerned. "It's about my now EX-coltfriend." she really did not want to talk about, but anything to get Bulk to leave her alone so she could go back to crying. "Was he abusive to you in any way?" Fluttershy did not expect that question. "Oh...no...that's not it...I broke up with him because he didn't but any effort into the relationship, no attention, no compliments, no chivalry-" "Really? That is a horrible, horrible, shame that he did that." he said trying his best to comfort the mare. "Do you want me to go so I can beat him up?" "Uh...no...that won't be necessary...but thanks for offering." "You sure? Because nothing boils my blood more than seeing a mare hurt and crying." "I am sure...but I really have to go now Bulk...it was nice meeting you again." she really wanted to be alone, but she started to feel better and at ease around him. "Well...it was nice meet you again Fluttershy...are you sure you don't need any help?" he was genuinely concerned for her. "No...uh...I mean..." Shy was nervous. "Who is this stallion and why is he being so nice to me?" "Can I at least walk with you home so I can keep you company?" Bulk offered. "Well...you see...uh..." She never felt so cared for before, no stallion was ever that attentive to her feelings before. "...um...sure...if you want to...I probably won't be much in terms of company-" "That's okay, I just think you need someone to talk of keep you company so you won't go through it alone." "Uh...thank you...that's very kind of you." "No problem." Bulk stepped out of the way. "Lead the way." he motioned. Fluttershy has never felt this special in a long time, she kind of loved the way Bulk treated her, with care and attention. "Why can't Thunderlane be more chivalrous and caring like Bulk?" Fluttershy lead the way to her cottage. Bulk walked next to her to keep her company. Cheerilee spent her entire morning in front of the mirror as she looked at her reflection in deep contemplation. "So...am I a fillyfooler now? Bi? Or was that a freak one time deal?" she asked herself, she couldn't stop thinking about this, it was driving her mad. "Maybe I should get some expert advice about this." The purple pony proceeded to think hard about a mare who would know first-hoof about this. But who?