//------------------------------// // Roles in Reverse: 2 // Story: Flutters of Pony and Pet // by Ponyess //------------------------------// ”Now, what does my little Fluttershy want for her dinner?” I asked. Of course, she would need to have oats, she needs her energy as a Pet. “Then you would of course need something to drink, so I will fix you a bottle of water right away!” I assured her with confidence. “Thank you, Angel!” she responded. “Kindness has to be reciprocated, yours more than most. You have already paid too high a price for being kind, Flutters!” I pointed out. She merely nodded and picked up the bottle I had given her, before slowly sipping. I poured her a bowl of oats as promised, before I poured up two more bottles of water and capped them carefully in order for the water to stay fresh and in reach, available to her as my pet. “I will have a few errands to run tomorrow, the things you usually did for me. The market can wait until tomorrow, so I can play with you most of the rest of the day!” I pointed out. I poured myself a salad and mixed the vegetables, before I started to chew down on my meal. This wasn’t so bad, after all. Yet, I guess I still will miss her pampering. On the other hoof, I will most likely enjoy the market now, just putting a hoof down on all these mean Ponies who tormented my dear Fluttershy. Just too bad I can’t follow this up in Cloudsdale. Maybe Twilight Sparkle could lend me a hoof on the matter, but I guess that could wait. On another matter, maybe I should go and see her parents as well, but that would also have to wait until I can actually go to Cloudsdale, unless they were co come over to Ponyville. How would her parents react on her living at the outskirts of Ponyville, basically an Earth Pony village and a garrison at the rim of the Everfree forest and the forces dwelling within that ghastly place. How were they to react on her choice of career, tending to the local wild-life and the abandoned Pets of Ponyville. Pets, such as I had been, right up until today; that is. Only thanks to Pinkie Pie, I can now help and protect my patron Pony. I hope I can be the Stallion by her side any time she may need one. I hope her parents are taking well to her having a Job, a home and a Stallion by her side. She has all she could wish for. As a Pet, Fluttershy was apparently enjoying her life this far. When I did not have anything more important on my hooves, I was happily tending her as she had been tending me, while I was a Bunny. Of course I had to care for and feed all her charges now as she is my Pet. I guess I can’t really complain. If I don’t like it, I could always try to make her pick up the burden, it had after all always been hers to carry. Only now, I had picked it up for her. She followed me around as I measured up the respective feeds for the critters, of which I once had been little more than one. Even if I guess I had been the special case. I had been reminding her of numerous things she had to take care of; meetings she was about to miss, errands she had to run and Pets she had to feed. Maybe I had been more than just a regular Pet; maybe I had been even more than a special Pet, even if I never could have rivalled Spike the Dragon who assisted Princess Twilight Sparkle in her Library and now her Castle. I don’t mind, why do I need to care? Once the Pets had been fed their dinner, I went back inside the cottage with Fluttershy hot on my heel. I closed the door just behind her, before I found the seat in which she used to sit. I guess I could get used to it. As long as she is my Pet, I have to be in her place. The seat isn’t that bad, for all I care. I then scooped her up and placed her in my lap, almost like she used to do for me. I then scratched her behind her ears and tickled her on the belly. I noticed how she enjoyed it. She apparently knew what she wanted and needed, even if not quite as adamantly as I had been. Yet, I had been the pet, the Bunny all my life and I am more of the assertive personality than she ever will be. I realized that I enjoy my new situation and position, even more than I had realized before. Maybe this is in part due to my more aggressive and assertive personality? On the other hoof, I have to take care of the Pony, now turned Pet as well as she cared for me. She always was kind and caring, even when I was a mean bastard to her and raised pointless and irresponsible demands to her. Like the time I made her prepare that Salad for me. Didn’t I know just how hard it was on her to make the Salad, when she needed to face all the Ponies at the market, and some of them clearly did take advantage of her and her timid nature. Thankfully her friends stood up for her and helped her out, when I couldn’t, due to being a mere Pet and Bunny. I filled up all the bottles for her before I went to bed and then even poured her a small pile of oats as well. She apparently chose to lie under the bed. The very bed in which she had been sleeping and now house me for the night. As the first light of Celestia’s newly risen sun hit my eyes through the window I woke up. I slipped out of bed, somewhat confused over my new form as a large Stallion as opposed to the male Bunny I had used to be all my life. I slowly gathered myself and poured up the feed for all the Critters, her charges. Only then I went back in and checked her water and the bowl in which I poured up more oats and a selection of vegetables she would enjoy. With the first order of business out of the way, I finally managed to prepare my own breakfast. As I had filled up on the salad, I slipped a saddle bag on my back, incidentally Fluttershy’s. Yet, I don’t have one of my own and I need the bags to carry the bits to the market, and the vegetables back home. I can’t go to the market and carry my funds in my hooves, just as I can’t carry the vegetables back home like that. As I reached the market, it hit me. I truly do need a saddle bag of my very own. With that I marched on to Rarity’s and knocked on her door.