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// A Day for Fluttershy 
// Story: Free to a Good Home 
// by Marshylawl 
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Today is a day for Fluttershy. You wake up, slowly, to see sleeping Applejack taking up a lot of the bed; sprawled about, breathing heavily. It’s no wonder why she is so tired, due to the previous night’s festivities. You slowly tiptoe outside of your room, hoping not to disturb the sleeping filly. You quickly realize that nopony in your disturbingly quiet house is awake. You slowly open Rainbow’s door, to see her as well sprawled out across decorative bed sheets displaying various symbols and logos of the genre of racing. 

Over the past weeks, you have given your little fillies access to the television; yet only under strict supervision. As much as you want your daughters to have a widened access of channels, there are some things in this world that are not meant for filly eyes. But all Twilight has enjoyed viewing was Myth Busters, and you are completely fine with that. As for Rainbow Dash here, all she watches is NASCAR and the usual drag-racing competition.  She has taken a serious interest in the sport, and you enjoy making her happy; the reason she has various knick-knacks of the racing variety around her room. 

You slowly close Rainbow’s door, hoping not to distress her restful sleep.  Slowly stumbling down the hallway, you mesmerize the key points of the upcoming events of today. Fluttershy is, well, shy. You will DEFINITELY need to stay calm and quiet around her. Also, she enjoys gardens, animals, etc. 

You have been planning her day overnight, spending hours plotting every last detail; you hope that this day will be remembered as the best day in Fluttershy’s life. You make your way down to Fluttershy’s room, attempting to not wake up anypony else. You slowly open her door, hoping to avoid any creaks; a common dilemma with the doors in your house. 

You gaze upon the wonders of her cozy looking chamber, various potted plants fill empty spaces; a wonderful jungle theme plays out perfectly. You always wondered why Fluttershy spent so many hours in her bedroom, and this is why. 

The room’s amazing hue of greens and blues contrast nicely with each other, which in return makes the room itself feel as if you are in a jungle. You look down towards Fluttershy’s bed, to see that she is in fact not there. You start to feel a wave of concern wash over you; part of you wanting to yell out her name to find her, the other part telling you to keep quiet as your other fillies are still fast asleep. 

You quickly pace around the room; unbeknownst to the location of your dear little Fluttershy. Looking out the window, you take notice of the garden that you and Fluttershy recently planted; tulips and sunflowers cover it. You can see Fluttershy carefully planting some more chrysanthemums into the mix of it, so you calmly go out there to talk to her.

“Hello, Fluttershy! Ready for your day?” 

You could notice Fluttershy shrink back just a little bit, but your voice reassures her. “Oh, yes. I was just finishing up planting some new flowers you got for me.” She smiles, her eyes glistening at you.

“Do you need some help with it?” You are doing the best you can to keep more of a quiet voice around her, trying not to scare the shy little filly. You have made this mistake before, where you were frustrated with Rainbow Dash and Applejack for breaking one of your mother’s vases. Apparently Rainbow Dash had stolen Applejack’s hat, thus beginning a wild goose chase around the house. 

It took you fifteen hours to get Fluttershy out of her room that day.

And now, as you begin to plant some lilies and daisies into the soft, cold dirt, Fluttershy makes it seem as if that day never happened.

This is probably the most peaceful you have ever been in your entire life. Barely any clouds cover up the blue sky. Nearby mayday trees blossom and the lush grass is a forest green. Fluttershy averts you attention from the scenery to help her.

“Do you have any more daisies? I was thinking about putting some more over here”, Fluttershy then pointed one of her little yellow hooves out towards a patch of fresh dirt. “I-I mean... if you d-don’t mind, that is…”

Fluttershy quickly hid her face behind her mane, her ears dropped to her temples.

This is what you did not want to happen.

You quickly rushed beside her, and hugged her; making any attempt at reassuring the filly.

She turns to look at you; not making eye contact then turns away once more. Your mind is in a frenzy; you have to do something, yet you have no idea as to what. In a motion of heart instead of head, you picked two or three daisies from your pocket and neatly tucked them onto her right ear. 

Fluttershy turned to you and smiled, her eyes brightening up. 

"Th-thank you daddy.”

You just smile, and stroke her flowing pink mane softly. A single tear escapes your eye as Fluttershy breaks from the hug; a hug you didn’t want to let go of. She then trots over towards one of the mayday trees, and gestures you to look. Five or six mockingbirds have since perched on some of the branches; waiting for Fluttershy’s next move.

Fluttershy then cleared her throat and closed her eyes. The next sound that escaped her mouth amazed you. The sharp yet calm aspect in her voice enticed the birds. A simple yet complex four-bar hymn left with a jaw that fell to the floor. Fluttershy then humbly turned back to you, while the mockingbirds started whistling her song. Fluttershy blushed, not making eye contact with you.

You are the first one to speak up. “Did you know that mockingbirds only sing if they like the song?”

Fluttershy doesn’t respond at first, her cheeks getting redder by the second. “Th-thank you.”  Is all she could spit out; the mockingbirds still repeating the song. A few have stopped, and are now resting upon Fluttershy’s shoulders. 

The sun was now beginning the set, illuminating the field with a reddish-orange. Fluttershy was now playing with the birds, softly giggling occasionally. You just stare at her smiling; the sight warmed your heart. You could never imagine, in a million years, what your life would be like if you never had these fillies. If you went on without love, or happiness. You wondered if you would still be alive if you never had these fillies; that’s a thought you never liked, but always crossed your mind.

“Hey Fluttershy?” You ask, bringing up a conversation for the first time in roughly a half an hour.

“Yes, daddy?” Daddy. You had a mini heart attack every time she called you that.

“Can I show you something?” 

“Sure! A-anything daddy.” Hnnng. 

You slowly walk back towards the house, while Fluttershy trots up behind you. You open the back door to see your other five fillies sitting on their haunches with ear-to-ear grins on their faces. Almost a little creepy, like the Cheshire grin. You brush by them; Fluttershy taking longer, quietly excusing herself through. After she gets past them, you take her up towards her room. 

The reason that your other fillies where smiling so creepily was because the previous night, you had told them to plant a “present” in Fluttershy’s room while you and her were outside playing. Why they decided to smile like that though, I will never know. I led Fluttershy to her room, she was smiling as well; the other five fillies followed close behind, Rainbow Dash zipping around the hallways, hovering when she wasn’t crashing into the walls.

“Are you ready for your surprise, Fluttershy?” You said in a soft voice; Fluttershy nodded her head slowly, a small squeal emitted from her. You slowly opened the door to her room, and let her open her eyes.

“Oh my goodness!” Is all Fluttershy managed to say. A small, white-furred rabbit slept peacefully on her bed; looking as comfortable as ever. Fluttershy rushed to the rabbit, and softly picked it up as if it was incredibly fragile. The rabbit awoke, looking around the room confused. “Hello there, my little angel!” Fluttershy spoke in the softest voice she could, hoping not to disturb the baby rabbit. He just looked at her, confused but not scared. “It’s okay, little one. There is no need to be scared.” She said, cradling the rabbit slowly; as if she were a natural at it. 

You speak up, “So, Fluttershy! What do you want to name this little guy?” You speak in a soft tone, attempting to keep the rabbit happy.

Fluttershy turned to look at you, a small smile on her face, and said, “Angel.” 

The rabbit’s ears perked up when Fluttershy said that, and gave her a nuzzle. 

“Ah ain’t know much ‘bout animals, but ah think he likes you.” Applejack said, as Fluttershy blushed once more before turning back to Angel and hugging him tightly. “Alright, you guys, I think it’s time for bed. All of your fillies sigh in unison, except for Fluttershy, who is in her own world with Angel; feeding him small bits of carrots and cradling him.

You usher the rest of your little ponies to their rooms, and kiss them goodnight. Pinkie Pie fell asleep almost instantly, obviously tired from a hard day’s work of whatever in the world Pinkie does. You put Fluttershy to bed last, giving her more time to play with her new companion. 

“You’re the best daddy ever.” Fluttershy whispered, cuddling Angel tightly to her. A single tear drops from your eye due to that statement. 

One day they will know the truth.

But for now, I can let them enjoy what they can.

“I do my best.” You say, before kissing her on the forehead and walking out of the room.