Spike knocked hard on Fluttershy's cottage door. As he did he looked around at the area around him. All of the plants were dead, the once green and well watered grass was now yellow and dry, and the cottage itself looked in no better condition. The windows were borded, there were holes and crackes in the walls and ceiling, and Spike could see the blades to some sort of sharp object protruding through the door (Spike assumed someone had thrown a knife at the door from the inside).
All and all, this cottage didn't show any sign of having been altered by Discords chaos. To Spike, it looked like one of those houses that belonged to angry alcoholics. The ones that like to throw and break things.
Then again, Spike assumed that Fluttershy was either as bad, if not worse then an angry alcoholic.
Spike was about to knock again, until he suddenly heard someone laughing from within the cottage.
"Oh Angel, look how beautiful your fur is! Its so nice and clean. Oh dear, but there is still one little problem". Spike heard the sound of a knife, dragging threw a knife sharpener repeatedly.
SHRING! SHRING! SHRING!
"How am I supposed to enjoy the beauty of your fur, when its still on you!" Suddenly, Spike heard a slushing sound, then laughter. "You're going to be perfect in my shed!"
Spike gulped and walked back slowly. Losing his balance, Spike fell back into Fluttershy's fence, breaking it. Panicking, Spike ran and jumped behind a nearby bush. Peaking through, he saw the door to the cottage open. Fluttershy walked out, wearing an apron that was badly stained brown and red. She looked around and asked, "is anypony there?" After receiving no response, Fluttershy shrugged and said, "guess I'm only hearing things". Spike sighed with relief as he saw Fluttershy turn back to the door, then froze as he saw her stop abruptly. Slowly, Fluttershy turned her head directly into Spikes direction. Smiling sinisterly, Fluttershy said, "Well, if it isn't little Spikey Wikey. You can stop hiding, I know your there".
Spike gulped and slowly exited his hiding place. "H-Hey F-Fluttershy! W-What are y-you up to?"
Fluttershy chuckled as she walk over to him. "Oh don't pretend you didn't know. You were listening through the door, weren't you?"
"W-What!? Me!? N-No I would n-never-"
Before he could finish, Fluttershy reached into her apron pocket and pulled out a surgical knife. Spike gasped and shivered in fear as he felt Fluttershy place the cold blade to his throat. She chuckled as she saw his fear. "Oh calm down "Spikey Wikey". I'm not going to hurt you. Even if I wanted to, I don't have anything strong enough to penetrate dragon scales, yet".
Spike gulped at her last word.
"So what brings you here anyway?" asked Fluttershy.
Spike having momentarily forgotten what he was doing, reached into the bush he was hiding in and pulled out a box. "I-Its your bunny grooming kit. You left it at Applejacks".
"Oh so that's where I left it" said Fluttershy, grabbing the box out of Spikes claws. "I was wondering where this went, I needed this when I was cleaning Angel. Now that I have it, I can really make his coat shine! After I finish taking it off of course".
"Wait, what!"
"Nothing! . . . Hey, where's your bookworm friend? I thought you two were always together?" asked Fluttershy.
"Twilight? She left me after YOU tried to burn down our house!" said Spike angrily.
Fluttershy laughed. "Oh don't blame me! I was only trying to help keep your books dry! So Twilight left Pony Ville? Where exactly did she go?"
Spike shrugged. "Beats me. Last I saw her we were in front of the library. Asides from that, I don't know where she is. Wait, why do you want to know?"
"Oh no reason, I'm just curious".
"Okay then".
There was an awkward silence before Spike said, "well, I'm just gonna go, so-"
"Ah, ah, ah! Not so fast!" Grabbing Spike by the neck, Fluttershy placed her face close to his. "I don't want you telling anypony about what you heard today, agreed? Especially Derpy!"
"W-Why not Derpy?" asked Spike, genuinely concerned for his friend.
"Do you know what a toaster cozy is?"
"Y-Ya".
"Well I need one".
"What does that have to do with-".
"Never you mind! Just don't tell anypony about what you heard, or so help me I'll find a knife that DOES work on dragons!" Agreed?"
Spike gulped, "Y-Ya! No p-problem Fluttershy! I won't tell anypony!"
She released him and smiled. "Good, oh, and one more thing. Do you see that shed over there?" she asked, pointing to a large brown wooden shed near the Everfree.
"Ya" said Spike, holding onto his neck.
"Well there's something I want you to do". Fluttershy leaned close to Spike and whispered in his ear, "stay out of my shed". She leaned back, smiling. "Now get out of here".
Spike didn't need telling twice. He quickly bolted out of there, leaving a trail of dust behind him. "Yup! Definitely worse then an angry alcoholic!" he said to himself.
As soon as Spike was gone, Fluttershy chuckled to herself. "So, Twilight couldn't handle a little chaos and decided to leave. Well that wasn't very nice of her, leaving all her friends to rot away in this town while she's off somewhere safe! Hmmm . . . well I was planning on finishing the decorations for my new shed, but I guess I'll have to deal with this first. After all, friends are most important! Twilight seems to have forgotten this, guess I'll have to remind her what it means to be a true friend!"
Fluttershy laughed maniacally as she gently stroked her surgical knife.