Oh, uh, h-hi! M-my name is Butterscotch. I am a yellow colt, uh, I have some pink hair, which is kind of embarrassing for me to talk about... but I also have a cutie mark, which is a pink bunny. Sorry to b-be a little stumbling here, but I'm k-kind of a shy kind, you know? I really don't have much of a friendship with anypony. Everypony like laughs at me. I can see why. It's because of the way I look. I looked like a girl, and a cute one! I first thought of it as a flattering thing, but on with life, I took it down to realize it was not flattering, nor nice at all. So, I kind of lived alone, with only the animals as my friend. Especially my little bunny, Angelica. She's a darling, but at times just not a darling at all. I can understand sometimes. For I speak for the animals! But everypony probably thinks I'm a weird guy.
For the rest of my life, I thought I would just live alone with the animals, caring for them and such. No need for ponies as a friend of mine. But that soon changed. On the very day at the marketplace... Oh what a day, indeed.
I went to the marketplace one day to fetch some vegetables, fruits, and even some cookies! After all, I was running out of food at my hut. I had to get some food, or else I starve. And so do the critters, too. Not the critters! But as I walked up to the stalls, selling the veggies and fruits, I made my way to the stand where Mr. Cake was selling a brand new batch of delicious homemade cookies. Oh, I couldn't wait. I dreamed of it. Another bite of a chocolate-chipped cookie. Chewy, tasty, fun... Oof!
"Oh! I'm sososo sorry! Please forgive me!" I said loudly, scared that the pony I bumped into would be mad at me because of my ridiculous thought of having a cookie. I picked up some of the fruit that fell on the ground, and put it in my basket.
But then, the pony responded, in a soft, calm tone. "Oh, no, I'm v-very sorry..." I looked to her. She had a basket on her head, thanks to my bumping incident with her. But she took off the basket, and revealed herself. She had long, soft pink hair and light-blue dazzling eyes. But it was sort of covered by her hair, as it went in front of her face. "I didn't pay attention, either." she said. She picked up the one big apple from the ground next to her.
"W-what's..." Woah, wait. What was I doing? Was I about to ask her name? I've never done that before... Not like that. Stop right there, Butterscotch. Ponies don't really like you, like back then in school, remember? But, maybe she could be different... By the looks, she looks... like me. She looked very shy, like me. Perhaps both of us could have endured the same? No. Don't go there. I couldn't choose, now. Ask for her name, or let her go? Oh no, she's leaving! Uh......... "What's your name? Miss?" She stopped her hooves.
She looked back, and then a bunny on her back appeared. I blushed brightly. In a quiet, shy tone, "F-fluttershy..." She sounded so cute. "W-what's your name?" Oh. Oh no. Oh nonononono! How do I respond? Uh...
"B-b-butter-rscotch!" I said. My cheeks burned bright, but hers did, too. Her cheeks were all pink. I guess we both had the same shy feeling, huh? The bunny though stared at me. Like he has my number. I felt unsure about that, but it's probably nothing.
"That's a n-nice name." she complimmented. My eyes widened. Is that true? She... she likes my name? Or is she trying to be friendly with me? "I really do mean it!" she said. Well, I suppose that proves it.
"Wow." I reacted. "I mean, nopony ever said my name was nice before. T-thanks." I really meant that one. Never have I felt this good before. Never. Is this the feeling... just that feeling... of having a friend? It truly has to be. But then, this odd thought came to mind. Is it the feeling of falling in love? No, that's just silly! I don't know why that came to mind. I mentally slap myself.
"You're welcome!" Fluttershy responded. "It's always nice and warm to make somepony feel happy." She smiled widely. Yet, I sadly looked down, frowning. "Oh no, did I say something wrong?" she asked, frightened like she crushed all my glee.
I sigh. "No." I told the pink-haired mare. I decided to move along, and Fluttershy went along.
"No, please. I just want to know what's wrong." Fluttershy told me. She was determined to know what's the problem. She then jumped in front of me. "Please?" she asked me. Her eyes looked like she was going to cry. I couldn't dare to let this happen.
I responded, for her. "Listen, about what you kind of said. You just... seem to make ponies happy, you seem to be gleeful, you like my name. It's just getting me back to my filly days." I seemed even more down, but Fluttershy just then put her hoof on my back, comforting me. "I just never had friends. I was just the fool who gets laughed at a lot. I was joked around about my name, my style, my looks. I mean, you don't always see a colt with pink hair everyday." I was going to cry, sharing what I have endured.
Fluttershy then did the out-of-nowhere move. She leaned her head on me. She brushed her head once. I got thrilled by this. "I'm sorry. I didn't know. Well, we did just meet, afterall. Do you have friends now?" I shook my head. "Oh." she then said something else. "Can I b-be your friend, perhaps?" My mind froze. Her? My actual friend? Pony friend, not animal? I quickly look at her.
"Well, I-I-I-I..." Blushing bright again. "Sure..." She then stopped and so did I. She quickly wrapped her arms around me. I then felt it. My heartbeat. So exciting, but overwhelming. Should I just let this happen? She soon released, and giggled. She waved goodbye, and I did the same. Very stunned, I was. I returned home, smiling wide. Angelica noticed this once I put the food on the table.
I plopped on my bed. Angelica entered the room. "Angelica," I said to the bunny. "I think I've found a friend." It warmed my soul. I soon fall asleep.