• Published 20th Jun 2017
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What Time is it? - Lack of Tact



Fluttershy is a secret closet stoner. You, uh, you don't know how to react to that.

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4:20 Flutterbutter

Usually you don't knock. You don't really give a fuck to bother, so what is sitting in front of you definitely came as a surprise. Percolator bong in hoof, Flutterbutter's white-tinted-red eyes look hazily into your own. A particular smell invades your nose; one you're not too familiar with, but know it all-the-same. "Heeey mane, could you like, close the door brah? Gonna let all this great THC out." Again, twice in the same day, your lips flatline as you stare at the winged horse.

"Uh, Flutterbutter. Are you—are you smoking pot?" You purse your lips as an eyebrow raises down to her. The bunny at her side coughs violently, pulling a doobie away from its muzzle thing.

She looks at her companion and laughs a little, placing the bong on her other side as she gets up. Moving over to you, the smell is definitely stronger than it was before. "Looook dude, don't—don't tell nopony uh'kay? I-" she snickers mid-sentence, looking back to Angel attempting to use the larger-than-him bong, doobie placed in an ashtray. "I'm not supposed t'be seen like this mane, but it's too fun not to do."

You don't really have a response to this. Of all the things that happened today, this one by far took the cake... or toked the cake? Either or, the horse in front of you was high. She was a high horse and you didn't know what to do. Flutterbutter waits patiently for your response, her eyes blinking at an alarmingly slow rate, slower than that one tortoise's. "Uh."

"Nah, nah. Say no more! I gotchu fam, come on, lemme introduce you to the world of whead."

"Weed?"

"No mane, whead. Gotta really emphasize that 'h' 'cause this shit's made outta wheat, ya dig?" She takes her hoof in your loose clenched hand and practically drags you into her cottage. Me thinks the flowers'll have to wait.

Author's Note:

To those who made it to the end:
I wrote this while sick. Congrats, you read something from my mucus-filled mind.
God I fucking hate catching shit.

Anyway, I expect dislikes plz. Hit me with a bunch of them, make a lightsaber for me!

Oh, by the way, I don't actually smoke, tastes like shit to me :raritywink:

Comments ( 9 )

Well this was a thing.:pinkiehappy:

4:30
It's not late... nah.
Nah... it's just early, early, early. :trollestia:

Never apologize if you don't have too.

You don't have to.

This was a journey from beginning to end. I love it.

Well, that happened. :rainbowderp:

Sucks that you're sick, but what better way to get through it than writing crackfics? Good on ya!

I honestly don't know whether or not to upvote or downvote considering that last A/N... You tell me what you want and I'll indulge you.

Lol Jay(Fluttershy) and Silent Bob(Angel) mypalladium.org/wp-content/uploads/2013/05/Jay-and-Bob.jpg

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Legitimate question.

But no.

Brah, she is official my homie, can I have some whead?

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