//------------------------------// // Chapter 2 // Story: Fluttershy Blooms (A Flutterpie Tale) // by Mocha Star //------------------------------// “Well, here we are,” Pinkie announced as she and Fluttershy stood at Fluttershy’s front door. “Thanks for walking me home, Pinkie. It was nice walking with you, through the forest and all.” “No prob-bob! Um, ‘Shy,” Pinkie looked to the ground a little uncertain. “What is it, Pinkie?” “Um, thanks.” “For what? We just went for a walk,” Fluttershy said looking to her hooves. “I, I told you my secret and you’re one of the only ones to know about it.” “Oh, well, you can always trust me to help you when you need it, um, especially now. Since we’re, together.” “Fluttershy? Can I have a kiss?” Fluttershy looked to Pinkie. She looks so cute, and she’s asking. I like kisses. “Okay.” “Okay, sorry to have, what?!” Pinkie hopped up, landing with a grin. “I said, ‘yes’,” she puckered her lips slightly as Pinkie closed her eyes, leaned forward, and pressed their lips together. Pinkie’s tail made a ‘sprong’ noise as her ears fluttered before Fluttershy broke the kiss with a giggle. “You’re so cute, Pinkie. Um, I have to feed my, um, animals.” “O-okie dokie, I’ll see you tonight… great kisser,” Pinkie said before she galloped away, back to town, leaving a stunned Fluttershy to watch her leave. “G-great. Kisser? Oh my,” she said turning to open the door a grin crossed her muzzle as she burst in giggling. “A perfect day, so far.” Pinkie skipped through town, carousel boutique was to her right, so she turned toward it. Taking in a deep inhale she closed her eyes, exhaled and looked around the dressing room she was in. It was closed, empty, and purple; the thought crossed her mind. Why do ponies need dressing rooms? We’re always naked! She listened closely to hear Rarity humming as she worked, distracted enough to let Pinkie peek out of the room. Rarity was wearing her glasses, cloth draped over a mannequin, and a length of measuring tape draped over her back facing the other way, her tail swayed with the beat of the song she was humming to. She was very focused on her work. Pinkie grinned as she walked out of the changing room. As her tail left the room she grabbed the side of the mannequin to steady herself. “HI, RARITY!” she screamed as loud as she thought should be appropriate for her friends business. Rarity screamed and stumbled back, falling onto her back and still scrambling back, a hoof placed to her chest as she began to gasp. “P-P-Pinkie? What in the world are you thinking? Scaring me as such? Wait,” she looked around, “how’d you get in? The back door is locked and I didn’t hear the chime.” “Well, duh. I came in through the dressing room, I can’t walk through locked doors, silly,” Pinkie guffawed, slapping the side of the mannequin as she laughed. “Pinkie, please, be careful, that cloth is one of a kind, I got it from the Crystal Empire and it’s almost impossible to replace!” “Oh,” Pinkie said helping Rarity up. Rarity screamed again. “You were just there! How’d you… Ugh, nevermind,” she finished taking to her hooves and looking herself over. “Awww,” she whined, “my Ta~il, it’s messed up.” “I’ll fix it,” Pinkie said quickly grabbing Rarity’s tail and pulling it. “NO! Ouch! Don’t do, that?” Her tail was as pristine as it had been an hour before, even between that unfortunate ‘hot tea’ incident where she decided finishing her work took precedence over a few stray hairs. “Pinkie,” she started, stopping herself from asking any more questions on how Pinkie was so, Pinkie, “to what do I do the honor of you visit, darling.” “Well, I just wanted to say hi. So, hi!” “Oh no, no, no, no, no,” Rarity said looking intently at Pinkie, “that’s not all. I’ve heard the gossip, so tell me, are you and Fluttershy, ‘an item’,” she asked raising her eyebrows. She took her glasses off and placed them on the floor below her recent work. “Oh, well, yeah. We kinda started the other day and it just, worked out.” “Spraying her with a skunk helped, then?” Rarity said with a sarcastic tone as she went to a nearby lounge chair to lay on while they talked. Pinkie followed, but paced slowly in front of her. “Well, no, and yes. See, I made her sad, and then I got sad. Then I fell off a cliff-” Pinkie stated sitting down on the carpeted floor. “You what?!” “...then we walked s’more and then I preened her, and then-” “Slow down, Pinkie, this’ too much,” Rarity said placing a hoof to her head below her horn, trying to understand what was being told to her. “...we kissed and poof,” Pinkie said hopping into the air, “we’re together.” She landed and smiled at Rarity. “Wh-what do you mean you preened her?” Rarity asked in a haughty tone, “like, with your mouth, on her feathers?!” “Yup!” “But, eew,” she sneered, pulling a fan from under the chair, “you don’t even have those, ‘gland’ things pegasi have; how’d you make them, you know?” “Glands? You mean that sticky feather stuff? Nope, I just used my spit!” Rarity suppressed a heave, covering her mouth with the fan. “And, even though this is a bit, um, presumptuous a question, this event wasn’t done while bathing, was it?” Pinkie laughed. “You can’t take a bath in the forest, silly filly. Plus,” she said leaning in closer to Rarity, more than Rarity was comfortable with, “preening in water doesn’t work, just washes the spit away.” Rarity used her hoof to nudge Pinkie back as she held her breath, exhaling when Pinkie was leg’s length away. “So, am I to understand that you showered with her then?” Pinkie scrunched her face and muzzle. “No, that’d be weird. We haven’t even had sex yet, sheesh, what a weird question.” Rarity felt herself flush pink from nose to tail at the mention of adult relations between her friends. “S-sex, uh, ahem,” Rarity composed herself as she fanned herself again, the pink fading slowly, “dear, are you implying you’re planning to have an,” she waved her hoof in circles, trying to find the right phrasing, “advanced relationship, with our dear Fluttershy?” “Oh, not yet. You can’t plan for that stuff, it just happens! It’s not like a party where you have years to plan,” years? Rarity thought, “but it has to be in the moment. Fluttershy doesn’t have ‘moments’, at least not like the ones that say what I think need to be said; so, I can’t plan for it!” “Oh, quite right, darling-” “So I’m guessing five years, give or take,” Pinkie continued. Rarity’s eye widened. “F-five years?! You’re going to be with her and wait that long before you, um, ‘shower’ with her?” Rarity made air quotes. She hoped it wasn’t in relation to some of the most uncouth fetishes she’d heard of. “Well, it’s not like I have anything else to do. I’m okay waiting, and if it doesn’t work out, we’ll still be the best of friends. I mean, we’ve only kissed twice, ever,” Pinkie dismissively waved a hoof, “it’s not like we’re in a rush. Um, should we be?,” Pinkie’s ears perked and she leaned a little closer to Rairity again, “I know you’ve had a lotta coltfriends.” Rarity, who had returned to her normal color, this time blushed in her cheeks. “Well, I’ve had a few, but not many have, um-” “Ridden your saddle?” Pinkie inquired innocently. “Oh dear,” Rarity gasped at Pinkies casual statement, “um, if that’s how they’re saying it now, then yes. But, rushing it is by no means encouraged. Afterall, patience can be its own reward.” Pinkie leaned in too close to Rarity again. “It’s gonna be hard when we go into heat,” she whispered, looking around suspiciously. Rarity was now pink across her face at how quickly the juicy gossip had turned to something so private, a level at which she couldn’t just talk about it to anypony. “Y-yes, indeed dear. Um, perhaps you should go and occupy your time in a more, effective manner to suit your own needs, I have a lot of work to finish, you see,” she sighed in feigned resignation, pushing Pinkie leg’s length away again. “Oh yeah, I forgot, I’ve gotta do something! See ya later, Rares.” Without waiting for a response Pinkie had already opened the door and was on her way to another pony. “And she says she has patience? I relish the idea, yet, I’m not ready to console two of my best friends when they inevitably part. Oh well, back to the task at hand,” she said closing the door with her magic and preparing to resume her work. “Still, I wish them the best of luck, if anypony needs it, it’s those two.