Ozzy Shore, one of the first human settlers in Equestria, starts his new life as Fleur de Lis' new secretary. How will he handle difficult obstacles like his close-minded manager, and living under Canterlot's uptight, social norms?
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those eyes,,, they hunt me in my sleep
perfect time for some Fleur art
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also a small note, a 4 ppl editor team is a monster, 8K 4way edit in a day
I'd say hold off on the "dark" tag, because while events may be dark, the fic is about coming out into the light, not sinking into the darkness.
5079620 And boy did I make a lot of mistakes.
5079640 nah you did good
it's easy to slip few things when you write the whole thing
as an editor, it's easy to edit, it's hard to write
we did do some changes and fixes but nothing too major
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or is it?!?!??!
MWHAHAHAHAH
Awesome CHAPTER!!!!!!!!! Dude you just made my day with this update.
.........no comment.
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Dear Dudeler.
Trust me dahling we all do. I can't tell you how many times I've mentally face palmed myself now after looking over some of my former mistakes. What's important is that we learn from it, which you sure as hell are! Congratulations on the new chapter and can't wait to see my main man Bubbles again.
My apologies for sounding like an after school special/broken record,
Sincerely Yours, The Cake Devil.
More plz
5079884 Pft, please you're fine dahling.
Can't wait for more.
It's kinda funny, when I started this fic when there was only the first chapter, I thought this would be one of those read and forget fics that drop off the map once the last chapter is posted, but getting into it really leaves an impression.
~Crystalline Electrostatic~
You mean the mirror of what they have? Solar Flare stabbed someone with murderous intent, I kinda doubt it's anything dissimilar.
Holy crud! I just mentioned how much I was looking forward to this event last chapter, and now it happens!
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'I can't wait for it to rain snickers!' *looks outside*
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dammit........
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You'd be better off looking for a rainbow dropping skittles.
*Silently praises you while planning our marriage in my fantasies for you uploading this chapter which I have waited long for*
5079649 dun dun dun
My feelings are mixed about this story. I really like it, but simultaneously I loathe reading it. The character (Ozzy) seems like he's just an "Oh poor me, my life has been shit up to this point" so on, so forth. The dialogue for the past couple chapters has been really similar, and the character's mentality hasn't changed in the slightest. I want to really like your story, I really do, but currently I can't. It just seems like he's just... I'm not sure how to explain it, but when they first got into Manehattan, and he thought he saw something (Solar Flare or whoever it was.) he was able to pick out a single pony in a sea of ponies. It's the pony equivalent of Manhattan, in New York. It's a rare occurrence for the streets to be even slightly empty unless it's 2 in the morning, and him picking out a single pony, of which I'm presuming many of said ponies would have a similar colour scheme, out of a crowd of many just seems like pulp fiction. He just seems to be correct in all his assumptions, and the girls (Shining and Fleur) seem to hang off his every word, ignoring the fact that he has met Solar Flare once, and the fact that he's a week new to Equus/Equis/However you intend on spelling it.
Challenge accepted.
Nice chapter.
Dudeler I swear this is so dramatic that I couldn't read the next paragraph because I am so...so.... I don't know how to explain it, but I managed to continue and this was...was.......AWESOME I can't wait for the next chapter. And have a good night.
~RevengeS197
i think this is a great chapter and hope the next is as well
5080619 I cringed a bit too when I saw the capitalized text. I skipped it. Your not the only one man. XD
Yay! Glad to see you update again! Though... whoa! That was a bit of a dark there with his brother, sheesh. That was scary and I can understand why Ozzy would be terrified to talk about his past with the girls and Princess Luna if he feared he would be expunged from Equestria but I'm glad Luna understands seeing that Ozzy reminds her a bit about her past.
So the girls come clean about their feelings for Ozzy now, about time. Though this ONE colt that they fought over, I did read that part right (right?), and he choose over mare and that was BEFORE Fleur dated Solar Flare and that's why Fleur and Shining made that pact about having the same feeling for one Stallion? I can see them changing their minds about herd thing considering what they've seen of Ozzy's past and of him and I do hope the three of them get together, I'm rooting for it!
I know you're busy with school and stuff and can't update as much as possible, but I hope to see the next chapter soon! Seeing you update a lot on your story has me motivation to stop playing FFXIV (just for a bit) to get back to working on my MLP story as well. Still like to draw my Cover Art for the Anthro story one. Got the ideas in my head, just need to jolt it down (though I'm thinking of expanding, changing, and/or improving what I originally had for the start of the story (second chapter basically as the first one is a Prologue).
Good luck to the both of us!
i love the longer chapter
that is a impossible challenge
You should put a dark tag for some of this dude, I mean gosh darn. (Not as bad as some of the stuff ive seen, but still). I love this story, it is my all time favorite so keep up the good work.
Sometimes I think the part of the community that reads this is a bunch of naive 12 year olds
Guy had bad history - GROW THE FUCK UP - this is the real world the author's trying to simulate with this master piece!
5080316 well written and founded critique. I can also tell you have an interest in liking the story, kind of have to in order to read 132000 words of it. Though the depressed character without any sence of change may be correct, I feel having Oz, at least to this point, as a flat protagonist may be beneficial. It both highlights the other character's growth and accurately describes the feelings and trauma of these kind of events (while I do not have any experience with neatly killing someone, the depression and anxiety are another matter). So well founded and delivers critic, though I do not agree.
It depends if the 'darkness' continues or gets worse from here. In any case, I'd hold off on it.
5081178 I appreciate your response to my comment, and I would like to start off with a thank you. Thank you for not being one of the many children on this site who don't respect opinions, and instead must "guard the authors story with their life.", like when Dr. Atlas was accused and proven to have plagiarised. However, that is neither here nor there. Nevertheless, I'm quite certain none of us like criticism with no grounds for said criticism, particularly the ones without any shape or form of grammar, or the ones that simply state; Your story is bad. Bye.
I have no idea where any of these thoughts are going, and I'm more or less saying thanks.
I don't think this earns a dark tag... The mature tag should be enough for the violence and drugs so far.
And I can't wait for the next chapter, since this is currently my favorite WIP story... And easily makes it to top three otherwise. ;)
That was some chapter, I don't know how to feel about this, but I guess it's because how quick Oz was feeling better, but I guess those two conversations really help him get over it to treat the night like normal before they go to bed. Though I'm worried about the dream sharing thing that the girls have been unwittingly doing to Oz and that it kinda seems less private, granted that was a special nightmare, but still...
WAIT PEORIA ILLINOIS! I LIVE NEAR THERE! CONSPIRACY!!!!!!
Joking very very well done and honestly I do live nearish there in a town called Clinton.. Keep up the good work!
So it's official. Nightmares are infectious!
Also, if Robert shows up in Equestria he must die. No exceptions.
*joy*
Yay! Awesome chapter!
awesome ending to the chapter!
Hmm...
Toffee and Bubbles, unable to conceive on their own, want Fleur to serve as a surrogate mother. At first she's averse to the idea for several reasons but then she learns of Ozzy's best kept secret -- he has an absolutely raging fetish for pregnant women. Now she finds herself contemplating whether a bun in the oven might just be her ace in the hole. Another, much more enjoying shared dream later that night, this one brought on by the afternoon's discussion, only pushes Fleur further towards accepting the couple's request while leaving poor Ozzy flustered by her very presence. After stumbling upon some pornographic pictures of pregnant women on Ozzy's phone, Shining puts two and two together and initially despairs -- this is one battle she can't win... or is it? Utilizing her considerable knowledge of nutrition and exercise, she begins a program of purposefully fattening herself up while working weight off of her thighs and biceps. It's not perfect but it does the trick. Does it so well, in fact, the Ozzy finally suffers a nervous breakdown and falls into a state of catatonia.
And then the meteor hits (being catatonic, Ozzy doesn't notice).
I don't know if I convey it properly, but I'm saying all this in your stereotypical 1930s reporter voice. Basically this:
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I never picked up on him actually spotting the one skittle in a sea of skittles that was a danger..
It sounded more like the sense people sometimes get for "Hey, someone is watching me/us!", (which may or may not include subconsious cues)
When you are a picked-on nerd, bullied to the extent the protagonist, or myself, or some of the others I know were, you learn to LISTEN to that feeling or "Bad Things" happen...
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Chapter 20: “Don’t scare a horse from behind, especially a bipedal one.”
[Shining’s POV 4:40 p.m.]
“Boy, this has been a long day,” I sighed as I made my way back to the hotel room with the folder of Fleur's photos Ms. Winds gave me, and a small bag of certain equipment I bought while I was out. “Good thing Fleur’s already on it with dinner. Some chow-mane sounds pretty good right now, and I could definitely use a shower to relax a little.”
Still though… From the photos I’ve looked through today, I definitely know there’s something off about this entire interview. I don’t know what Mascara’s next move is, but I’ll have to be ready for anything that could happen. Right now though, I should just try and take it easy.
Once I got to the hotel room, I put away the bag of equipment before I immediately stripped myself down to my nude form. I grabbed my change of clothes for tonight, and went to the bathroom for a relaxing shower. When I opened the door… I was at a loss for words.
Sitting on the rim of the tub with a razor in hand was a buck naked Ozzy Shore. He quickly moved his hands between his legs before he turned his upper half of the body towards me in reaction. The two of us were frozen still as we drank in what we were gazing at before both of our faces turned bright red.
“U-um… Could you shut the door please?” Oz asked.
“Y-yes! I am so sorry, I’lljustwaitoutsideuntilyou’redonebye!”
SLAM!
I briskly walked over to the bed, still in my nude form, and sat down while I tightly embraced the clothes against me as I tried to comprehend the situation I just saw.
Dear Celestia that was so embarrassing! He saw all of me, and I only got a glimpse of him! Those lean arms, that smooth torso, the nipples on his pecs—HOLD ON! THERE WERE FUCKING NIPPLES ON HIS CHEST?! How are they there?! Why are they there?! What was he even doing with that razor?! Oh gosh, I’m never going to get this image out of my head. I’ll never be able to look at him the same way again!
I tried to take long, shaky breaths to calm myself down, and not freak out. I attempted to get my reasoning back in check while slipping on the clothes I was holding as I waited for Oz.
Okay, obviously the two of us will have to discuss what just happened, despite how horribly awkward this turned out. I’m sure it will start off with some apologies, but where do we even go from there? Try to forget what just happened? That’s usually the best course of action right? So… Why does a part of me feel like I don’t want him to forget what he saw? He’s already seen my scar, and now he’s seen what the rest of me looks like… Except my backside, my ass especially… Does he still think I’m beautiful after that?
I looked down on my currently clothed body, and juggled my breasts a little.
I have to admit, I’ve gained more muscle after I stopped modeling. Not a lot of it, but enough to gain a subtle six-pack. I’m kind of big in a way that isn’t fat… Is he even into muscular mares? Would he even want to be with somepony who can’t bear foals if humans are compatible with us?
I didn’t see what was down there in that bathroom… What does it look like? How much of him has Fleur seen already? What does she even think about him?
Do we both have these strange thoughts that involve Oz?
The sound of a door opening brought my attention back to reality before I sat up on the bed with my hands on my lap. Oz walked out of the bathroom with his nightwear on, his old clothes, and the bottle of shaving gel he must have used while he was in there. I was curious as to why I didn’t see that razor again, but I concluded that he must have thrown it away after he finished using it. Oz sat at a considerable space between us while staring at the wall after he put his things away.
“I guess I should start off by apologizing for not locking the bathroom door,” Oz said. “Guess I forgot to do that when I got in.”
“I’m sorry I didn’t check to see if you were in there,” I apologized. “I was kind of out of it after a long day.”
“Can we conclude that this was just one big accident on both our parts?” Oz asked.
“That seems to be the case,” I answered. “We’ll just have to remember this in the future so we won’t make that mistake again.”
“Ditto.”
The two of us sat there in silence for a bit, the air getting awkward as time went by before Oz broke it.
“So… How much of me did you see?” He asked.
“Just the waist up… Were those really—“
“Yes, those were nipples on my chest. You’d be surprised how many ponies were staring at them.”
“O-oh…”
The two of us sat there silently again while we tried to come up with what to say next.
“I’m not sure if this will lighten the mood,” Oz said. “But I’m just going to put it out there and say that you looked really amazing Shining.”
I turned to him with widened eyes. “R-Really?”
“I’m not sure if there were other ponies besides Fleur that told you the same thing, or how self-conscious you are about your looks, but I just felt someone had to say something, especially if you aren’t confident in your appearance after what you’ve been through. So yeah… You looked very beautiful.” Oz scratched the back of his head with a slight blush in his cheeks.
He thinks I’m beautiful! YES! There’s still hope for me yet! Wait, why do I care so much about that?
“Th-Thanks Oz,” I replied while still looking down before turning to him. “So… What were you shaving in there? Your face looks clean enough… Actually, it’s practically glowing. How did that happen?”
“Oh uh, Fleur took me to a spa after we separated this morning,” Oz answered. “She was persistent with getting my body refreshed from the stress it was put under, and one of the treatments was a facial.”
Drat, now I’m kind of jealous. Here I am after a long day and could use a spa day myself, and they went to one without me.
“Hmph, well I’m glad you and Fleur had a good time there,” I scoffed before pulling back, and looking to the side with crossed arms.
“… Are you mad?” Oz asked.
“I’m not mad,” I rebutted.
“Your pout’s saying otherwise.”
“I’m not pouting.”
“Did you want to come with us?”
“… Maybe.”
The two of us sat there in silence once more for a bit, my awkward mood changed to irritation as I snorted.
“Well… I’m not sure how well I’d do, but I could… Give you a massage myself if you’d like,” Oz offered.
My eyes widened as that phrase echoed in my head. My mind suddenly raced to a scene where I was laying on the bed I sat in the nude, the room only lit by scented candles, and a topless Oz was working into my back, making me tingle and sigh internally from the mixed feelings of relief and pleasure.
W-Why am I imagining something like that?! He wasn’t even implying a massage like that at all! The massage does sound nice though… Gah! Dear Celestia, what is wrong with me?!
“Y-You would do that for me?” I asked after I mentally shook the thought away.
“If you’re comfortable with it, sure,” Oz answered.
“I-I suppose you pretty much owe me this one time,” I said. “I mean when you came here the first day, I was having a nice massage myself before I panicked about the carriage thing, and ran out of there with my treatment unfinished.”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t know that,” Oz apologized. “And you looked so tired the next morning too… That was probably a long day for all of us.”
“All the more reason to pay me back then,” I said before I settled myself on the bed, lying on my stomach while I rested my head on a pillow. “Well we haven’t gotten all day, get to it… Please.”
“Uh, sure,” Oz replied before I heard cringing noises of bones being popped to loosen himself up. He then got to work as I felt some force pressed into the back of my shoulders, and made motions to unwind the muscles as I sighed in content. “How does it feel?” He asked.
“Pretty good, not bad for your first time,” I replied. “So Fleur’s bringing Chineighse tonight?”
“Yep, and a few new movies to watch while she returns the old ones,” he answered.
“How nice. So what were you doing in the bathroom?”
“… Shaving.”
“But your face was already shaven. Where else would you do it?”
“I’d rather not say… Not yet anyway,” Oz answered.
Not yet? Maybe it’s something too embarrassing to talk about? Guess I won’t press him much further then.
The next half-hour (or at least it felt like that long of a time) was quiet, as Oz kept working into my back in a series of motions on different places while I was left to my thoughts.
I have to say… Oz is turning out to be a good guy at the end of the day. Sure, he can get pretty idiotic when he tries to take everything on himself, and he still sometimes gets awkward with other mares, whether they be coming on to him, they’re posing in more risqué attire, or nude in some photo shoots; but I can’t remember the last time I had this much fun with anypony besides Fleur. I still remembered how things went when he and I first danced at Fancy’s party. I could recall how fast my heart raced when he made those unexpected moves, and finished with the dip as I looked into those bluish green eyes of his. I thought I was going crazy when I felt something then, and I had to numb that feeling with all the wine I drank afterwards.
I tried not to think about what happened then until after the three of us left that jazz club the next evening. I don’t know what came over me after that bastard knocked Oz out cold. One minute, I was furious enough to beat that guy down to where he walked away crying with a broken jaw, a black eye of his own, and looking much more purple than what was on his fur. The next, I had to hold in all the crying until I was by myself in one of the bathrooms at the hospital. When was the last time I ever cried that much over a stallion? The only pony I could think of would be Dad after I heard how he got killed by some drunk pony in a darker part of Canterlot one night. That was a hard time for Mom, my two siblings, and me. After he left, I had to help Mom look after Sparkling and Shooting since I was the oldest of the three. He was probably the best stallion I’ve ever known, and I’ll always love him for that while being a great dad to us, but I’m going off topic though.
I still don’t know why I even dated Puff Tie to this day. He could only pleasure me so much before he finished first, and went straight to sleep while I was left unsatisfied after that. Most of the time we spent together was probably when I modeled in the nude to give him fashion design ideas to draw. To put it simply, he was just really lame. Oz though? He’s kind of like Dad in some ways. Awkward, a little shy, and stubborn; yet, hard-working, understanding, and considerate. After what happened with Solar and Puff, I was convinced I would never find the kind of stallion I want in a special somepony… What about now though?
It’s been hard trying to get along with other stallions, sure, but somehow I’m more at ease whenever I’m with Oz. Along with Fancy, Silver, and Bubbles, Oz is probably one of the few stallions I can actually trust in this world. Somehow after the end of each workday, I feel a little empty when I’m alone in my own house, even though I’ve gotten used to living there like that for so long, save for Fleur sleepwalking over from time to time.
Then there’s all the weird stuff that’s been going on with me the past few days. I don’t know why I even suggested doing the tail tugging method to get me working with other stallions better. It was just something I came up with on the spot, and worked with it from there. I’ll admit, I probably should have specified that we do it in private so he wouldn’t do it in public like the first three tugs. Even then, I felt… Odd, after that. I still wanted the circumstances to be better during that time, but it still felt somewhat pleasing, strangely enough.
After that, there’s my mind coming up with weird scenarios in forms of dreams and fantasies. One dream I had was full of sweets and desserts in some Candyland kind of world or something. Oz and I were naked, eating chocolate drizzled strawberries with whipped cream off of each other after we got the ingredients, and things just got messy after that. Another recent dream I had was completely different, but surprising from how realistic it felt. Oz and I were having a sweet dinner I made in my home, a little tipsy from the wine we drank, and I had one of the humans’ ipods hooked up to a stereo speaker attachment playing music while we ate and chat. At one point, the music changed to something slow and romantic I liked, and at the heat of the moment, the two of us slow danced in the living room. The atmosphere went from very soothing and intimate, to hot and frisky once Oz grabbed my ass while we danced. The last thing I heard was him whispering my name in my ear repeatedly while giving me amazing ministrations on the couch before I woke up.
Then there were the times I fantasized while I was in the shower twice now, and a more lewd version of the massage that popped into me recently. Why is this even happening to me? And why now? Am I just that desperate in seeking a special somepony? Or—
“Huh, what’s this weird fleshy part inside your hooves?” Oz asked, interrupting my thoughts.
Before I could get my mind back in reality, an electrical surge ran from one of my hooves, all throughout my body.
“AAAAAAH!”
KICK!
THUD!
My leg was straightened out stiff while the rest of my tightened body tingled from the sensation I felt in my hoof as my eyes were shut tightly. It wasn’t until a familiar groaning sound snapped me back into reality, and I made a horrid realization as my eyelids snapped open.
I just back kicked Oz into the wall.
“Oh no!” I exclaimed as I sprang out of bed, and quickly went to Oz who was sitting on the ground against the wall, holding onto his stomach. “Oz! Are you alright?!”
“Urrgh… I feel like I got bucked by a horse,” he groaned in pain.
“Here, let me see,” I said before I pulled up his shirt, and gasped as I saw a purple, hoof-shaped mark on his stomach. My heart began to race, and tears were welling up in my eyes when I saw how much damage I caused. “Oz, I am SO sorry I hurt you! I didn’t know why I did that, and I—“
“Sh-Shining, it’s okay,” he interrupted while sounding a little hoarse. “I shouldn’t have touched that flesh back there. I didn’t know it was that sensitive, and I know you didn’t mean to kick me.”
“This is so bad, I gotta take you to the hospital to make sure you’re—“
“I’ll be fine Shining, don’t worry. Could you help me lay down on the bed though please?”
“O-Of course,” I replied before I helped him up, and he grunted in pain. He tried to tough it out as we got to his bed, and I gently set him down on his back with a few pillows propping his head up. “Hold on, I’ll get some ice.” I went to the ice container that had a plastic bag of them inside, with spares on the counter. I pulled out the bag that already had some ice, tied it up, wrapped it in a towel from the bathroom, and came back to set it where the mark was.
“Boy, I’m going to be feeling this in the morning,” Oz painfully chuckled.
“This isn’t funny Oz,” I said with tears now streaming down. “What if I really damaged something in there? I can’t forgive myself if I did that to you.”
“Hey, don’t beat yourself up like that,” he said as he reached over and wiped my tears away. “I know you didn’t mean it, and I forgive you. Besides, this isn’t as bad as the last couple times I got hurt.”
Last coupletimes? The only one time I saw him getting hurt was that black eye. How much pain did this guy go through back on Earth?
“How was it by the way?” Oz asked.
“How was what?” I asked, confused at what he was referring to.
“The massage... How was it? Did I do okay?”
I can’t believe this. Here he is in bed with an ice pack on his stomach, possibly suffering from internal damage from my kick, and he’s worried if he gave me a good enough massage… How much of a dummy can this guy be?
I couldn’t help but chuckled a little at the thought as I sniveled, and wiped more tears out of my cheeks. “The massage was great Oz, thanks for that.”
“You’re welcome,” he replied before forcing a smile.
“Are you sure you’re feeling okay?”
“I’ll be fine Shining. You haven’t taken a shower yet right? Why don’t you take one and relax a little? I won’t be going anywhere anytime soon.”
“Okay, I’ll be back real quick though,” I said before I zipped into the bathroom, locked the door closed, and took off my nightwear and glasses before getting into the warm shower. I slowly washed myself as I tried to reflect on what had just happened.
Nice going Shiny. You just kicked the best stallion friend you’ve ever had in the stomach and sent him flying to a wall. Fleur’s definitely going to have a word with you when she gets back. You’ll be lucky if you still have a chance to look into whatever weird stuff you have going with Oz… If he’s still willing to be around you…
I just stood there while the water washed away the suds on my fur, and the fresh tears streaming down my face as I tried to stifle my sobs.
[Meanwhile, Fleur’s POV, 4:40 p.m.]
I made a stop to return the movies Ozzy and I rented last night before looking for some good ones to check out for tonight, and grab dinner after that. Once I picked up a copy of Big Trouble in Little Chineigh, and The Tuxedo (one of the human world’s movies), I walked over to the restaurant to pick up tonight’s dinner. Once I arrived at the restaurant, I made my order to go before I paid for it, and took a seat in one of the vacant tables with a number. I reflected on the past week’s events while I waited for the food.
I must say, things have certainly been different ever since Ozzy came aboard. Different, but for the better. Shiny’s finally trying to get along with stallions again (which will take some time considering the threats I’ve seen from her so far since we got here), I have an incredible secretary rooming with me that cooks one heck of a Prench toast, and somehow it was because of him coming into my life that I may get a chance to work with Vogue. Most importantly though… I’ve gained an amazing friend in Ozzy.
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Ever since I first looked into those eyes of his, though I saw signs of great struggle, there was also perseverance and kindness behind them. He doesn’t try to be a burden, pushes his way through awkward situations like being around other models in risqué attire, or even nothing at all, works hard for Shiny and me, and to top it all off he’s just one heck of a sweetheart. I don’t think I’ve ever had this much fun with anypony besides Shiny since—
“Fleur… It’s been quite some time,” a familiar, unwanted voice interrupted me.
I turned to the source, and I scowled at the pony who was before me. Though he looked cleaner compared to that night, I still could see him as the way he was then.
… Speak of the devil, literally.
“… That’s what you said last week… Solar Flare,” I snarled. “What are you even doing here?”
“I’m on vacation,” he replied as he took a seat across from me. “This encounter is just out of chance. How’s life?”
“… Good,” I said as I looked away from his gaze while crossing my arms.
“How’s Shining?”
“She’s doing well, no thanks to you.”
“Right… Listen, I wanted to apologize for that before you took off last week. I was at a very low point in my life during that time, I was drunk, and I had no idea what I was doing.”
“You tried to stab me because I didn’t want to have you back in my life, and ended up getting Shiny instead. How did you not know what you were doing??” I asked as I glared at him.
“Like I said, I was fucked up,” he replied, keeping his expressionless mask on. “I thought about it while I served my time. I looked back to what I was doing then, before that, all the way back to when we first got together, and I realized how much I’ve screwed up ever since I got into acting.” I raised an eyebrow in suspicion, as I didn’t think he was the kind of pony to even think that much. “I’m a changed stallion now Fleur, and I want to show you how I can make up for everything I’ve done, if you can just give me another chance… What do you say?”
You’ve got to be kidding me. He’s still trying to get back together with me? You can talk all you want Solar, but I know you. Being a ‘great actor’ as you were, you can act just about anything to win any other pony over. Me though? I just need one look in your eyes to tell me how you really feel.
… And from the looks of it, your eyes are saying a completely different story compared to what’s coming out of your mouth.
“If you really want to prove how much you’ve changed, move on with your life Solar,” I answered. “I’m happy as I am right now with Ozzy, and I’m not going to change that anytime soon. I’ve said it once, and I’ll say it again: it’s over for us Solar. It’s time to move on like I have, and there’s no chance of us getting back together.”
“Order number 23!” One of the employees exclaimed.
“That’s me,” I said before I stood up from the table, still watching Solar with little expression. “Good-bye Solar, and congrats on your early release.” I then picked up the plastic bag of Chineighse food with soda before I left the restaurant with the movies, called a taxi, and rode my way back to the hotel.
The nerve of that stallion, thinking he can get back with me after an apology just like that. I swear to Celestia, if he keeps coming back to me like that, I’ll have to issue a restraining order. If he really cared for me, he wouldn’t have tried to kill me in the first place. I know Ozzy would never do something like that to me or Shiny no matter what.
My eyes widened when I realized what I had just told Solar back at the restaurant.
Wait, why did I refer to Ozzy like that? I told Solar off like Ozzy was my coltfriend now that I think about it, even though he really isn’t. I didn’t even refer to myself being happy with Shiny either. I mean I like him, but I don’t think I like him that much… Do I?
After the taxi stopped at the hotel, I paid the fare before I grabbed the food and movies, and made my way to the hotel room.
Come to think of it, besides telling those three mares to stay away from Ozzy, I felt strange when he talked so highly about Pink Lily’s massage back at the spa, and a little more so when she was getting too close to his personal space… What was that feeling? Was it… Irritation? In fact, I felt a little annoyed when Ozzy didn’t want to come with me to pick up the movies and dinner this time. What did he need to do that required privacy? And why then?
When I opened the door to the hotel room, I was greeted by a concerning sight. Ozzy was lying on his bed with what looked like an ice pack on his stomach, while Shiny sat on the other bed with a grim look on her face, and ears folded.
“Um… What happened here?” I asked as I walked inside, and set the food and movies on the counter.
“I… Accidentally kicked Oz while he was giving me a massage,” Shiny answered while looking to the side in shame.
“… Huh?” I asked while blinking in confusion.
“Shining felt left out that we didn’t bring her to the spa with us,” Ozzy explained, his tone slightly hoarse. “So I offered to give her one myself, she accepted, and somehow in the process, touching the fleshy part inside the hooves was enough to scare Shining to, well… Yeah. Could you not give her a hard time though Fleur? It was an accident, and she feels bad enough as it is.”
“… I see,” I said. “Was the massage the ‘private thing’ you were referring to earlier?”
Ozzy’s eyes widened while his cheeks blushed a little. “N-no no! That’s completely different compared to what I told you! The massage was last minute!”
“Wait, private thing?” Shiny asked before turning to Ozzy in confusion. “Is she talking about whatever you were shaving in the bathroom?”
Shaving? If that’s what Ozzy was talking about, his face looks clean enough already before we separated. What else could he shave? Wait… Hold on.
“Shiny? How did you know Ozzy was shaving?” I asked, which left the two flushing deep red, and looking away from each other. “… Okay, obviously a lot more has happened besides the kicking accident since I left. Why don’t the three of us be mature adults about this, talk it out over dinner, and we’ll laugh it off over tonight’s movies?”
“It’s going to happen sooner or later. Might as well be now,” Ozzy said.
“I suppose… Though I’m not going to hear the end of it after this,” Shiny commented.
Once the three of us set up our plates with our food, and gave Ozzy support to get from the bed to the table, Shiny started things off with what happened after I sent her a text on what she wanted from the Chineighse restaurant.
“I was on my way back here after I finished my chores, dropped off my things, and decided to take a shower early to take it easy the rest of the night,” Shiny said.
“Uh huh,” I replied before I ate some noodles, still giving her my attention. Ozzy just ate his food while listening.
“So I just stripped myself down, grabbed my change of clothes, and when I got to the bathroom… Oz was sitting on the edge of the tub naked with a razor in his hand, and we just kind of… Stared at each other in our birthday suits before I quickly apologized, closed the door, and waited for him to finish,” Shiny said while looking to the side with a flushed face. “I didn’t see all of him, just his front torso… Did you know he has nipples?”
“Uh, yes… I first saw them when he came to the hot tub yesterday,” I answered. “So what happened next?”
“I waited for Oz to come out from the bathroom for us to talk,” Shiny continued. “We apologized, and at one point he mentioned you two going to the spa. Since I didn’t come with, he offered to give me a massage to make up for it. So we spent the next couple of minutes doing that, and at one point, Oz pressed into the flesh in my hooves, and I accidentally kicked him from the scare. After I laid him down on the bed with an ice pack and I apologized repeatedly, I took a shower to calm down, then just sat with Oz in silence for a bit until you came back.”
“… I see,” I said. “Well, since you seem sorry enough for kicking Ozzy, and he told me himself not to go too hard on you, I think I can let this slide. However, I hope you’ve learned not to overreact when you know somepony’s touching you, and let Ozzy know at some point about the other sensitive places we ponies have so something like this doesn’t happen again. Do I make myself clear Shiny?”
“Of course, and again, I deeply apologize,” Shiny replied while folding her ears.
“It’s already been forgiven Shining,” Ozzy said in between bites.
“Since we have that out of the way, I’d like to move onto something on a lighter note,” I said. “Shiny, what are your thoughts?”
“What do you mean?” Shiny asked with a raised brow.
“About what you’ve seen of Ozzy’s body. What’s your opinion?” I clarified.
“Uh… It was, alright.” Shiny looked down on her food, embarrassed to see either Ozzy’s or my own gazes as she shuffled in her seat. “Didn’t look as scrawny as I thought he’d be from what I’ve seen of his performance at the gym earlier, no offense.”
“None taken,” Ozzy replied with a flushed face of his own before he continued eating.
“Alright, then let me ask you this Shiny… Would you like to see the rest of him?” I asked with a smirk.
She spattered the soda she was drinking in response before coughing out what might have gotten in her lungs. After she stopped her fit, she stared at me with wide eyes. “D-Did I just hear that right?!” I nodded. “As in… What’s from the waist down?!”
“He and I were talking during our bath back at the spa, where we ran into Bubbles and Toffee by the way,” I explained while swirling my soda. “Because of how it was Ozzy’s first time being in a mixed bath with plenty of nude mares in the vicinity—which he handled quite well I might add—he had a towel wrapped around his private area throughout the whole bath. Since he has seen me naked along with risqué attire plenty of times during the photo shoots, and now he had a good glimpse of you, we agreed that he’d show the two of us his nude form in all its glory so long as it’s just the three of us in a private room. What we want to be sure though is if you would be comfortable enough to—“
“YES!” Shiny exclaimed, making me and Ozzy jump from surprise with wide eyes before she cleared her throat, and looked to the side while blushing still. “I-I mean if Oz is fine with it, I am rather curious to see it myself.”
“Well there you go Ozzy, I guess we’re both in now. Still want to do it?” I asked him.
He sighed before answering. “It’s the least I could do to even the odds between the three of us, but could we possibly do it tomorrow? I’m still feeling kind of achy after that kick earlier.”
“Of course, I think this has been a long, awkward evening for all of us,” I replied before I took a swig of my soda. “While you two had your little awkward moment, I ran into Solar Flare while I was getting our dinner.”
“YOU WHAT?!” Shiny and Ozzy exclaimed in sync.
“Apparently he’s in Manehattan for a little vacation himself,” I snarled. “He tried apologizing for what he did five and a half years ago, and had the gall to ask me to give him another chance. I told him to buck off of course, excuse my language, before I picked up the food and left. I swear to Celestia, if he keeps getting this persistent, I’ll have to issue a restraining order.”
“After what he did, he deserves so much more than that,” Shiny replied before grinding her teeth in anger. Ozzy on the other hand looked down on his food with deep thought, concern, and dread.
“Ozzy? Are you feeling alright?” I asked.
“I may be paranoid for thinking this, but I think your encounter with him was no accident,” he replied.
“What do you mean?” I asked with a raised eyebrow.
“When we got here the first day, at the station before we got on the taxi… I had some sort of bad feeling before I turned around to see what it was. Though it was slightly different back then, I haven’t felt that uneasiness since…” Ozzy went silent before the chopsticks he was holding were slightly trembling in his hand. He grabbed it with the other one to try and stop it while taking deep, shaky breaths, but was having little success.
What’s wrong with Ozzy? I’ve never seen him this… Scared before. This isn’t the usual nervousness that he gets when he’s near forward or nude mares… This is actual, legitimate fear I’m seeing in his eyes. He’s terrified, almost to the point of panic.
Filled with great concern, I touched Ozzy’s arm in support. Shiny looked like she saw the same thing in him, as she followed the same gesture with folded ears.
“Ozzy? Please calm down okay?” I asked while trying to give an assured smile. “Whatever it is you’re going through, Shiny and I are here for you. You aren’t alone. Right Shiny?” She nodded in response.
He took longer, calmer breaths as his trembles started to go down to the point that I could feel the blood pulsing greatly through his arm. “A-anyway,” Ozzy continued. “If that same feeling is what I think it was, it may have been Solar Flare stalking you.”
“You think he followed us all the way here?” Shiny asked.
“Considering what you have told me Shining, yes,” Ozzy replied. “I had no idea why that feeling was so great until you gave me the idea the next day. I don’t know how he tracked our moves, but if he was still in Canterlot one week after Fleur saw him, I can only guess he took the same train as us to get here. Since he’s a pegasus, he probably flew out of sight fast enough for me to not spot him when I looked his way. After that, he stalked us whether it was from behind, or even in the sky, finding a chance to get to Fleur alone.”
It wasn't as much him spotting Solar Flare as it was him being correct constantly.
5083322 Why would you take the time to write that? I mean you could of been getting a doctorate instead of writing that!
5085148 fuck me sideways. I didn't mean to copy the whole Fucking chapter. Shit. Sorry. I just wanted to copy a paragraph. Stupid phone.
I...... Cant......... Stop........ smiling
5085708 From what? Fleur's puppy dog look, or the sadistic thought of Ozzy pummeling Robert into submission?
Teh feels train is coming boys.
5085745 Both but id morely go to Fleur's puppy dog eyes
5085205
I was wondering what the purpose of reposting the chapter was. Suffice to say that I had no intention of reading it a second time immediately after finishing it.
I apologize for the sudden take down. I didn't realize some of my proofreaders were still in process of editing. I'll be sure to publish it sometime today when it's ready though, I promise.
UHHHHGG. I thought there was a new chapter for a good 3 seconds.
you lied to me...
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