You've alwayz been outgoinv and kindhearted. But, one day, you see that shy girl being harrassed, probably even mugged, by some shady adults..
{2nd/second person/reader insert x Fluttershy}
You've been at Canterlot High for about a year, and you made some cool friends,the most notable being that shy girl with the pink hair.
But, one day, as youre walking home from school, you hear a commotion in an alleyway. Curiosity got the best of you, and what you find is not pleasant.
A shady adult is harassing — probably even mugging — the shy girl.
What's happening right now is so wrong, even for a weirdo like you.
Wait, I'm getting ahead of myself, aren't I?
Okay, so let me get this straight: it's two weeks after two men came into school and shot down another student. You hear that said student is doing fine, and that Sunset Shimmer has hooked up with the 'Nerdatron'. You were okay with it, but you knew guys that were completely horrified to see Sunset taken (specifically that Hoofenmouth Guy). But still, you were okay with it. You weren't really friends with Sunset anyway, more like acquaintances. But you were definitely friends with the nerd.
You were walking down the hallway, deep in your thoughts. The school day had ended, and you were battling your way through a large crowd of kids that were swarming the halls, trying to get to their lockers and leave. You keep on having the urge to say, 'geez, it's like war, here!' but you think it, so no one heard it besides you. You pass a corner and go into a hallway that's empty. It was like this due to the fact that no classrooms were here, and that the spare lockers were there. Yours in particular was one of said lockers. You round another bend, and find a pleasant sight. You can see Sunset and the nerd making out at the end of the hall, bringing a smile to your face, glad to see that your friend was happy. You go to your locker, put in it everything you don't need, grab your bag and set off down the hallway. But, as soon as you close the door and turn around, you walk straight into someone.
You both fall to the floor, landing hard on your butt. You look up and see a girl with pink hair and light yellow skin, still recovering from the collision. You look down to see a bunch of books scattered on the floor.
"Oh my goodness! Fluttersy, I'm so sorry!" You say apologetically as you reach out to one of the books. She reaches out for the same book, and your hands brush together. You instantly pull your hand back, so does she, both of you with a red tint to your cheeks. You run your hand, remembering the feeling of her soft one. You chuckle nervously, reaching out for a different book. She does the same, but a different book to the one you chose. You stack up the books you pick up, and stand up when no books remained.
""Fluttershy, I'm really sorry, I really am." She was on the floor still. You wondered why....
You offered a hand out to her. She looked up at it, and scrutinized it for a while, wondering what you were doing. After a few seconds, Fluttershy gets what you were trying to do, and let's her hand into your own.
Your hands fit perfectly together. It's like they were made for each other. Her hand was unbelievably soft and smooth, it surprised you. With your cheeks even redder than before, you pull Fluttershy up to her feet. Before you say anything, she gives you a hug. You had no idea why she did, but your cheeks were on fire. She pulls away, but sneaks a peck on your cheek, which, by some of the students that were around, went unnoticed, but was definitely noticed by you. Again, you chuckle nervously, and pass her her books. She takes them and mutters a quiet, "Thank you..." and walks away. You shrug and do the same, shaking away the rest of your blush.
You have been at this school for about a year now, and you had made many friends. You had witnessed Sunset turning into and evil she-demon, you've witnessed the Dazzlings, and you've even seen the, err, Twilight version of the Sunset she-demon. But you have stayed at this school because, if you were to go to any other school, life would be boring! So you stayed.
And... You had a crush on Fluttershy. Even though she has tried her hardest to hide it, it's so obvious that she has a crush on you that a blind guy will be able to tell.
You walk out from the area of extra lockers and into the hallway that leads to the front door. Glad that the hallway isn't a war zone anymore, you walk toward the door. At some point you put your hand to your cheek, where Fluttershy kissed you. You smiled, happy to know that she definitely has a thing for you.
A tap on your shoulder stops your walk and you hear someone clear his or her voice. You turn around and see Vice Principal Luna standing there.
"Did you forget your extra assignment?"
You sigh unhappily.
You forgot. Today you were meant to help the school by cleaning what's underneath the bleachers. And from what you saw this morning... It was not pretty.
"Oh, right. I get to it in a jiffy!" You jog outside and make your way to the back of the school. The field is clean, not a sign of litter anywhere, but you knew where your work was. You walk up to one of the bleachers, and plop down your bag. You spy a plastic bag and a sharp stick nearby, and you guessed that that was what you were using to clean up. You sigh and get your equipment. After putting the bag over you like a handbag, you grab the stick and walk back to the bleacher. You go underneath it and see the massive amount of trash strewn about.
This is gonna take a while.
----------------
You wipe the sweat that had gathered on your forehead with a sleeve. Breathing out a sigh of relief, you look about.
"And that, is the second bleacher done." You give a little cheer and walk out from underneath the bleacher. You walk to the nearest trash can, and you plop your overflowing bag of litter into it. Not knowing where to put the stick, you stick it in the ground near one of the bleachers and you grab your bag. You take a look at teh Sky to see what time of day it is, and you see that the sun is close to setting. Now with that in mind, you start jogging home.
----------------
At some pint you decided to mix things up for once and take a longer route home. You didn't know why, maybe the little voice in your head was telling, no, screaming at you to do it. You were now in the part of town that had the animal center nearby. Thinking of the animal center made you think of Fluttershy. She should be home by now, shouldn't she?
How wrong you were.
You heard a commotion in a nearby alleyway. Usually you wouldn't want to see what was happening out of fear of getting into a brawl with some shady guys (that has been your number one fear for the past two weeks) but for some reason you wanted to see what was going on. You turn into the alleyway and see a very unexpected sight.
Why would someone try to hurt someone as kind as Flutters?
The answer to this? You had no idea. All you knew is that you had to save Fluttershy.
"Hey, you!" You shout across to the man, "leave Flutters alone!"
The man turns around and looks at you, a wicked smile on his face. His weapon of choice? A very strange one, but effective nonetheless. He was wielding a chainsaw, and appeared to have pink streaks through his hair. You took a step back.
"Oh yeah? And what're you gonna do? She was tresspassin'. And, if you take another step, so will you..."
Okay, this is confusing. How can someone tresspass an alleyway? Unless it was a hangout for a gang, then it doesn't make sense.
"And when you tresspass on my property... Ya have to pay the price..." He started his chainsaw.
You are so very screwed.
He lunges at you, but you manage to dodge. He lands flat on the floor. You look around for anything you can use against him. All you see are rocks.
wait... Rocks! you pick up a rock just as he manages to steady himself. You back up into the alleyway, and he descends upon you. You ready your arm. Just as he takes one step into the alley, you throw the rock as hard as you could. It was a clean shot to the head, knocking the man out. A bit of blood was present on him, especially on his forehead where you hit. You run up to Fluttershy, and she instantly hugs you.
"Oh, I was so scared..." She pushes her face deep into your neck, and you can feel something wet going down said area. You realize that she is crying, and you hug her back.
"I was worried about you..." You said, running your hand through Fluttershy's hair.
"You'd best get home. You need some time to recover from this." You pull away from the embrace, look up at the sky and add, "it's getting late, too." She gives you one last hug before running off. You walked away, and back to your home.
That was traumatizing.
-------------------
You were sick teh next day, which was Tuesday. And you were also under the weather on Wednesday. But, you were able to go back to school on Thursday. You were glad, since you shared a lot of classes with Fluttershy today. You were eager to see her again. So, when you went to school, you waited where she would usually be posted in the mornings: by the statue at the front of the school. But, when the bell rang, she wasn't there. You went to the first class you shared with her, she wasn't there. It's strange, maybe she was sick? But that wouldn't seem right. Fluttershy never gets sick. But there was that one time when she came to school with rabies...
Maybe she's got it again? During lunch, you decided to consult her friends to find out what was going on. While going there, you spy the nerd and Sunset holding hands on the way to the cafeteria. Dawww, how sweet! You went into the cafeteria, grabbed what you wanted, and went to the table Fluttershy usually sits at with her friends.
"Ohh, someone else has come to join us?" Pinkie asked as you sat down. You noted that Sunset was absent at the table, but was sitting at the table her significant other was sitting at.
"Hehe, yeah."
"Well Sugarcube, y'all are welcome ta sit with us any time," Applejack said, biting her Apple soon afterwards.
"Guys, what happened to Fluttershy?" As soon as you said that, Rarity shrunk down in her seat, staring down in her food, looking awfully guilty about something. All the girls (except Rarity) exchanged glances and looked at you worriedly.
"Didn't you hear?" Rainbow asked. You shook your head.
"What... Happened to her?" Rarity sank more in her seat, looking even guiltier than before. Suspicious...
"She was attacked by someone. The school doesn't know who." Rainbow motioned to everyone sitting at the table, "it could be any one of us. The school just. Doesn't. Know." Rarity sank even more into her seat, if that was possible. You look down to see that you still had a full plate of food.
"I've lost my appetite." You get up, throw away what you haven't eaten, and left the cafeteria.
The day went by in a flash after that. You didn't know how many more days you would be without Fluttershy, but, you really missed her, you had to see her. After leaving school, you headed down to the local hospital. You got Flutters' room number, and went to see her. She looked absolutely dreadful. A cut all the way from her left forearm to her elbow, scratches all over her face, and a giant cut across the length of her right hand. You were saddened to see one of the kindest, heck maybe even the kindest girl in school like this. You walk over to her bed and look down at her sleeping body. You felt yourself tear up. You close your eyes and whisper, "I'm sorry I wasn't there for you..." and fall to your knees. You start sobbing, and you stuff your face into Fluttershy's blanket.
"I'm sorry I wasn't there to protect you!" You scream into the blanket, still sobbing. "I'm sorry that I wasn't there at all!" You feel something shifting by the blanket, but you don't care. You just wanted to belt out your sadness and all the things you were sorry for. And, by the name of Jim Stallucci, you had a lot of things to be sorry for. You felt something rest upon your head, and this thing started to stroke your head.
"Shhhh.... It'll be alright..." You slowly lifted your head to see who spoke. When you saw who it was, you stood up and hugged her.
"I'm so sorry, Fluttershy!" You say, wanting to tell it out as loud as you can, making the world know how sorry you were.
"No need to apologize..." She says, pulling away and smiling softly at you. You stare at Fluttershy quizzically, "I wasn't there to protect you! How could I possibly not be sorry for that?" She answers simply, "You don't need to be sorry because I didn't die." Your face grows into one of confusion. She notices your change in emotion, and motions to her bed. "Sit down, let me explain why I say that." You oblige, and sit down. Fluttershy takes a deep breath before speaking.
"You see, when I was attacked-"
"I'm sorry to interrupt, but, when were you attacked?"
"No need to apologize. I was attacked on Tuesday."
"You've been here for two days already?" You scratched your scalp, "shouldn't you have healed by now?"
Fluttershy shook her head before replying, "Recovering from the wounds I got doesn't happen instantly. It could be two weeks before I can get out of here..." You just realized that she was being more... Open, than usual. She wasn't acting as shy as she usually was. It was strange, considering who she was. And, because of her crush on you, you would have expected her to be twice as shy, not as open as a field.
"Anyway... It was after school on Tuesday, and Uhm, someone went at me with a knife. She was a girl... I felt like I recognized the voice... But I couldn't quite place who it was... You can see the wounds on my face and, Uhm, arms, but you haven't seen the worst of my wounds..." Fluttershy sighs, and looks at the blanket.
You were curious, so, you asked, "Where is this wound?" Fluttershy looks back up and you, and blushed furiously. "If I were to show you... Uhm..." You understood what she meant, and you gained a blush of her own. If she were implying what you thought she was implying, then, in order to see her wound, you would have to see her... chest. Stupid hospital outfits. "Oh, Uhm... Sorry I asked," you say, rubbing the back of your head nervously.
"Oh, no, it's quite fine. Just... Let's stop talking about this, Uhm, okay?"
You nodded furiously, but you wish you hadn't, that made your head hurt. "Sure." You look up at a clock that was hanging on the wall, and gasp. You had to be getting home soon. "I'm sorry Flutters, but I have to go." You stand up to leave, but Fluttershy grabs your arm. You look back at her, and she looks like she's about to have a breakdown. "Please... Don't go," she pleads silently, tears in her eyes. You smile softly and sit back down. She leans forward and hugs you tightly.
"I could never say no to someone like you," you say, stroking Fluttershy's hair. You pull away and say, "but, I will have to be going soon. I'll be sure to visit as much as I can, mkay?" Flutter shy wipes her eyes with her wrists, smiles and nods at you. "Thank you."
So, every day (or, at least, when you could) you visited Fluttershy. What? We're you expecting me to say that you also fought of a zombie apocalypse? Jeez, so demanding. I can make you do whatever I want in this story! No exceptions! So shut up and go back to your... Whatever youre doing. What was I talking about again? Oh, yeah, a story.
Oh yeah, did I mention that you helped Flutters out by helping pay off the hospital bill by getting a spider lady to put spiders on your face in an experiment to see if you actually swallow spiders in your sleep? Yeah, that was a thing that happened. And boy, where you terrified. Also... The spider lady seemed nice, too nice...
I'm getting off track. So, you went out and saw Fluttershy each day, talking about stuff. Topics went from what work you did that day or the best ways to prank call FedEx. Two weeks went by, and Fluttershy was out of hospital. You were ecstatic, happy that Flutters was out of hospital. But, there was one problem...
..her leg was broken. Her leg must've been broken by Flutters' attacker when she was, well, attacked. And, conveniently, she couldn't afford crutches or a wheelchair. So, she had to choose someone to help her around the school. And by some weird stroke of luck, she chose you! Fan-bucking-tastic!
Okay, so, it has now been two days since Flutters has left the hospital. Many blushes and awkward moments were had the previous two days! Hahaaa! And today seemed as normal as can be! Until history decided to repeat itself!
The guy with the chainsaw pretty much burst through the door. Except he had a gun. Yeah, I'm gonna stop right there.
You'll just have to wait to find out what happens! HAH!
You walk down the hall, Fluttershy leaning against you, her arm around your neck, limping alongside you. You were both blushing of course, like, duh. You had reached Fluttershy's locker, and you allowed her to lean against you as she unlocked her locker and put away her stuff.
"Steady, steady..." That was said a lot over the past two days. You really didn't want Flutters' to fall or anything, so you always made sure to be really careful. She puts her arm around your neck again, and you slowly start walking toward the front door. But, just as you do, someone crashes through the door.
"HAHAAAA! I HAVE RETURNED, THINE MLP REJECTS!" He screams, pulling out a gun from out of nowhere (probably his video game "Ass Tardis").
You grain. Not this nutso again. Fluttershy, on the other hand, gasps, bringing one hand to her mouth. The man scans the room, soon landing upon you and Fluttershy. He smiles wickedly, his body becoming even more twisted than before as he raises his gun.
"Nice to see you two again."
"I wish I could say the same." You tried in vain to hide the disgust in your voice.
"'Ave fun in 'ell." He takes his aim, and fires. The bullet goes right to Flutters, reopening her massive wound. She falls to the ground in pain as she yells, also, in pain. You take a quick look at Flutters, and you look back at the man, and, if the term "shooting daggers" was taken literally, the man would be completely shredded. Out of anger, you shout, "You BASTARD!" And run off towards him. With a swift kick, you knock the gun out of his hands, making it fly behind you, near where Flutters is. "FIGHT ME WITHOUT THE USE OF LAME-O GUNS!" You shout, wanting to go and vent your anger on the man already. The guy merely chuckles, and pretends to tip his metaphorical hat.
"You won't think that when the tech from Horns 4 is a reality." He brings up his leg and gives you a hard kick to the stomach, making you stumble back and topple over onto your backside. The man quickly goes to you and puts his foot to your chest and pushes down with all his might, making you lay down, and making sure you stay down. He takes off his foot from your chest and hovers it above your face.
"This is what you get for ruining my day." He brings his foot down at an alarming speed, smashing into your face. You could already feel your nose and mouth bleeding as he takes off his foot and hovers it, ready for another go. He repeats the process, each time somehow at a faster speed. During this, Fluttershy is still on the floor, eyes closed and groaning in pain. She manages to get over soem of the pain and slowly opens on eye, only to get a perfect view of the man smashing your face in. She gasps, but instantly closes her eye again, curling into a small ball.
"TAKE THAT BEACHBALL SCUM!!!" Fluttershy opens her eye again, slowly and painfully reaches out to the gun that was near her. She just manages to get it, the pain was almost unbearable, though. Wait, it was unbearable.
Fluttershy grabs a hold of the trigger and lifts up the gun weakly. She aims at the man (who was no kicking random parts of your body). She closes her eyes and fires.
A scream. The sound of someone falling down. A collective gasp. Fluttershy drops the gun and opens her eyes. The man had fallen down, grabbing his stomach and writhing wildly. Oh yeah, and a crowd had gathered. Jeez, no one bothers to help out these days!
"Oh no! History has repeated itself!" The nerd shouted.
"This can't be good..." Fluttershy heard Sunset quietly say.
Fluttershy seemed to have gotten a new strength. She started crawling towards you, and when she made it, she put her hand to your bleeding face.
"Fluttershy," you whispered, "Why did you do this for me?"
"I'm just returning the favor." Then, she did something you least expected at that point in time. She kissed you.
NOPE.
So. Much. Nope.
What's happening right now is so wrong, even for a weirdo like you. eh, you don't care, you don't pull away, instead you melt into the kiss.
I guess you have a girlfriend now.
M E A N W H I L E I N T H E P O N Y W O R L D
You were wandering around the market, humming a happy tune to yourself. I guess you weren't looking where you were going, because you bumped into something.
"Ohmigoodness! I'm so sorry!" You hear a soft voice say, gaining your attention. You look up and see the most beautiful mare you've ever seen.
"Oh.. Oh, my.. I'm, Uhm... Fluttershy," she says shyly, looking away from you and blushing. You smile timidly and gain a blush of your own.
Hey guys. I bet you've been wondering, "What happened to the last two chapters of this story, they became all aggressive, and sloppy... And, the story ended. But not the way we wanted it to."
Well, dear reader, I agree with you. You see, I know what to blame for the massive change.
Music.
The music I was listening to changed the way I write. You see, songs inspire me. A Princess Luna song inspired me to make a 2nd Person Princess Luna WIP. A song called Psycho by Faydee inspired another Pinkieshy story that is currently a WIP. So, the music I was listening to while writing the last two chapters was obviously aggressive.
Songs also change my mood. If I'm happy and I want to get soem feels, I would Listen to Pity Party by Melanie Martinez, Boulevard of Broken Dreams by Green Day, Amnesia and Beside You by 5 Seconds of Summer, or the Becoming Popular remix by Sim Gretina. If I'm angry I would listen to a large amount of Green Day songs and Creepypasta songs to feul my anger. If I'm sad, well, I would listen to the songs I first listed, to keep the feels going.
To keep one style of writing going through an entire story, for example, my story, Make It Count, I listened to sad songs. I need to listen to one set of songs all throughout a story to keep the same style. So, I obviously broke that rule with this story. So, what am I gonna do?
Rewrite it, of course! I'm gonna come up with a different storyline (not the same storyline from my other shippy 2nd person fic which I ripped off in this one) and rewrite it.
In fact, if you want to suggest a trigger to help me come up with a storyline, please comment it! It can help it come out faster!