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// Work, Work, Work, Work, Work 
// Story: It's Just Natural - Appleshy 
// by Gpizano 
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	This wasn't a place she would normally go to. No, at this time of night she would have been curled up in bed, reading a book with her beloved pet bunny Angel curled up on her lap. It was comfortable, it was safe, she didn't have to worry about making a fool of herself or working through awkward situations. But her friend Treehugger had insisted that she come out tonight and this was a smaller club owned by her friend Zecora. And while she had trusted her friend's judgment, now that she was actually here... it was actually a little scary.

From the outside it looked like a small, abandoned looking building with a bit of muffled noise coming from it. When the large metal door opened and the bouncer let them inside, there was a deep, steady bass that seemed to reverberate right through her. It stirred within her a powerful feeling to move her body but the demure, pink haired woman held back, not wishing to draw attention to herself. After all, from what she could see of the women here they were all dressed in sexy clothing that showed off their assets. Compared to the asymmetrical skirt and long sleeved, loose fitting shirt she wore, Fluttershy knew her outfit was very... safe, to say the least.

Despite the prodding from Treehugger, Fluttershy skirted along the walls, staying away as the people moved their bodies to the rhythm and the beat in fairly provocative ways. The steady beat continued to pulse through everything in the club, trying to awaken an almost primal feeling in Fluttershy that made her want to join. Her want to join and her want to stay unnoticed seemed to be forever deadlocked, left the woman frozen in place... until something on the other side of the dance floor caught her eye. Standing at one of the tables with a bold woman with rainbow colored hair was someone who seemed to stand out even more if that were possible. She had long blonde hair tied into a ponytail with a stetson hat on her head, she wore a black tank top that hugged her figure nicely, showing off an ample bosom and the hard muscle on her body. Her jeans, while old an beat up hugged her form just as well as her top and the legs tucked into dark brown work boots. 

For some reason, Fluttershy couldn't help but stare at this person, unable to tear her gaze away even when the blonde woman caught her looking. Their eyes stay locked, the blonde slowly taking a pull from the bottle in her hand but never looking away no matter the dancers got in her way or how dim light in the club fluctuated. The pink haired woman slightly turned her head, only staring at the muscular woman out of the corner of her eye now. She could hear her heart beating in her ears, matching with that tantalizing music playing in the club, the urges becoming near impossible to fight now.

Then the blonde set her beer down on the table and began to cross the dance floor. 

An invisible force drew Fluttershy in, making her move to meet the other halfway. This wasn't how she spent a typical evening. Her evenings were spent at home, in the quiet and away from loud music or strangers dancing in such a salacious manner. But when she was finally face to face with the other woman, she found herself lost in those wild, green eyes. Slowly she felt the music of the club start to sweep away her inhibitions and without a word she began to move, the blonde beginning to follow and compliment her movements. Their movements were slow and there was some distance between them at first, but their speed of their motions grew and the distance closed until they were so close that they often found themselves pressed against each other.

And she liked it. Fluttershy could feel her heart racing and things heating up every time she pressed close to the others' body. Every time she could feel those muscles or a strong, calloused hand sent a shiver up the pink haired woman's spine, stoking a newly ignited flame inside of her. The rest of the world had faded away, it was just them dancing and those strong arms around her. 

When there was finally a lull in the trance, she had her arms over the tall blonde's shoulders and she was once again looking into those eyes. Both were breathless, a light sweat on their bodies, and their lips were so close it would just take a small movement forward to make contact. But then something cut through the music. The voice of her friend Treehugger breaking the spell, drawing Fluttershy out of this dangerous world.

What had she done? What was she about to do? And with a stranger no less! 

Suddenly she pulled away, the blonde about to protest but Fluttershy turned and escaped through the crowd, Treehugger following closely after her as she escaped into the night.





Three days later Fluttershy woke up in her bed, having yet another uneasy night's sleep as a certain blonde kept invading her dreams. Just thinking about those eyes and those hands made the pink haired woman whimper softly before she rolled out of bed and got ready for the day. It was her day off but staying in seemed unappealing to her now, perhaps a trip to the park or the zoo. 

Just as she stepped out from her apartment building, she stopped dead in her tracks when she spotted the blonde from last night, leaning against an old truck and this time dressed in a long sleeved, green and white shirt. While Fluttershy contemplated whether to stay frozen in place or to bolt, the blonde smiled awkwardly and spoke up.

"Sorry. This's probably creepy but... af'er last night Ah had to find out who ya' were. The woman that owns the club told me 'bout yer friend n' yer friend told me 'bout ya'."

To actually hear her speak... it wasn't what Fluttershy had expected but there was something to that southern accent. The timid woman was put further at ease at how adorably awkward the blonde was acting, the other scratching her head and scuffing her boot against the sidewalk.

"Look. Ah know we din't even exchange a word at the club. But... what cin Ah say other than Ah'm interested? So, if'n ya' wanted...  Ah was thinkin' ah treatin' ya' to a cup of coffee or something."

"... I'd like that."

Seeing the smile that broke out over the woman's face brought a small smile to Fluttershy's as she approached the truck. The blonde hurriedly moved to the passenger's side and opened it for her, helping Fluttershy into the big truck before hurrying back around to the driver's side.

"Oh yeah. My name's Applejack by the by. What's yers?"

"... Fluttershy."