Flutterrape - 2016/12/08

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I hate jews

just die already. This isn't 2013 anymore
:c

>You exit the train
>You sigh
>It's another day in this place
>You can't help but reminiscence at that
>So many have passed since you got here...
>As you walk from the train station to (Princess!) Twilight Sparkle's castle, you feel your stomach growl.
>You didn't eat much on the train from Canterlot.
>Just too tired.
>You decide to head out to the food market, despite your sleepiness. A man's
gotta eat!
>Pay the old stallion a few bits and get a hot dog.
>Veggie of course, they don't offer meat
>The old pony gives some a packet of mustard and ketchup
>As you stare at it... you realize what the condiments remind you of...
>No...
>Not her...
>Around two months ago a certain ketchup-and-mustard maned pony injured you
>She broke your butt, which is something you'll never live down inwardly
>And if that weren't enough, she then tried to rape you afterward... while your butt was broken!
>...That makes it sound so much worse
>You shudder. You're glad you've completely recovered from that
>In fact the reason you left to Canterlot in the first place was to escape that mare.
>According to Twilight, that mare, whose name was Sunset Shimmer, was to return for a few weeks after spending some time in the other world
>When Twiggy told you that you basically nope'd right out of there
>Although she insisted she wouldn't try anything under her watch, you still felt way too wary from her last words that echoed through your brain...
>"I swear to Celestia, I'll have you next time Anon."
>Keep dreaming Baconhair.
>There ain't gonna be one.
>Truth be told though if push came to shove you're screwed (literally)
>Sunset has magic, and you have nothing
>Well... nothing except opposable thumbs
>And according to Sunset, superior human stamina(tm)
>Yeah, like that's gonna deter her... quite the opposite
>In fact she said she even has a damn human fetish
>Just your luck right?

>>29025451
I has an intro for my fansequel

>>29025455
Can't wait to see where it goes

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For those that missed them, I wrote these last thread:

http://pastebin.com/D0MGg2hN

http://pastebin.com/mVVAW71e

Thanks for making the new thread, HoveringAltarboy.

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Yeeeah, work that grill baby

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>>29025884
Naaay, abandon that barbecue toddler

> Stagnant in Equestria
> As you always wanted, but not as you imagined
> After several inconveniences, such as criminal detention for disturbing the public order, kidnapping of mares, among others; You finally managed to adapt
> [Watch your watch]
> Remember that Fluttershy invited you to snack
> Should I bring something? -You ask questions as a guest-
> As you walk towards a grocery store, rummaging in your pockets in the hope of finding some Money, but there are not any
> You would swear by Celestia that you had saved some Bits for this occasion, when inadvertently the worm in your head reminded you of what happened to them
> [Guilty Flashback.exe]
> No more bits because you wasted them in a local cabaret, puto-you said to yourself-
> With empty hands you go to the hidden home of Pegasus (on the outskirts of the village, near Everfree).
> ... // A road of lamentations and imprecise looks of mares after // ...
> You touch the small unpainted wooden door and she asks for your identity
> Somewhat surprised you respond nervously your appellation
> Preceded by a few minutes of silence, the sound of locks and padlocks give rise to his figure
> That beautiful figure of young mare that gives you an instant well-being that, at the same time, disarms you
"What are you doing here so early?" I did not think you would be so inoport ... I say punctual, "she says with her elusive stare.
> Nervously you say that you had nothing better to do, however, as soon as you finish saying it, you realize how reckless you were
"Ah ... I see," Flutter replies, somewhat saddened by your statement.
As soon as you enter the villa, you wait for the stench resulting from the presence of various animals; In spite of it, the smell is not at all unpleasant. In fact, it is a pleasant and familiar fragrance that you can not locate
> The pegasus closes the door and goes to the kitchen, on the way tells you to prepare an infusion

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>>29026243
"Noon, take a seat, I'll be right back; Angel will accompany you in my absence, "he adds with his tender voice that makes you hard.
> The rabbit has a bowl of salad in front of it, but does not touch it; He only observes you with his inquisitive eyes.
> The look of that damn rabbit betrays the hatred of an animal that is usurped the much desired attention of his mistress.
> In an attempt to continue the conversation, you add ...
"I was planning to bring some treat, dessert or something, p-but
> You were tempted to confess that you spent money on bail for trying to rape another mare, but you knew how inopportune that would be, when the delicious pegasus comments
"Oh! D-Really? As he peered into the wall between living room and kitchen.
She goes over to the table and takes a seat.
"What a nice gesture, Anon!" That was not necessary, "he says, gripping the red of her cheekbones.
> Both drink sipped tea and tell you some of your adventures in Ponyville ... excluding, of course, your friction with equine justice.
You know very well that in a town as small as Ponyville, everyone knows anything about their neighbors; More so about the strangers who interrupt the routine.
> The conversation moves on its own, you no longer try to measure your words.
His gaze begins to shift from patronizing to interest.
> The acertero that are his pupils have only one destination: You.
But it is her mane, who conceals her intentions; In spite of it, he looks at you sideways when he unconsciously uses his mane to hide the spontaneous red of his yellowish complexion.
> After hours, they arrive in the middle of the night.
She can no longer erase the smile from her face. His eyes of interest are changed to a more intense state; And your erection is more powerful.
> In an attack of betism, you mention how late it is and it would be better to retire, although you have nowhere to go.
> Fluttershy, without warning, launches in flight on your lap

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>>29026247
"How could it have not worked yet, Anon?" Says the pegasus with a hot spicy look.
"I-I do not understand, Fluttersh...-" you respond in confusion and with a painful erection that pleads for you to be released.
"Oh! But what do we have here? Did your little friend get so alone because of my presence? He says with a lustful smile.
-Tontito, I put an aphrodisiac to the tea, it is supposed that at this point ... well you know - at the same time that it puts his helmet and caresses your lips with softness.
> She draws circles on top of your package with her free helmet.
> The heat emanating from your body infects you, suffocates you and prevents you from thinking clearly
> Your brain anesthetized by lust, as if
Your senses go crazy; You tremble, but you like
> Without realizing when, Fluttershy is masturbating you.
> Move your body in a sway glued to your erect glans
"Come, Anon, you must do your part too," said the little girl with a smile.
> Nervously, you navigate your soft body with great care ...
-Do not be shy. Do not you like mares? If so, I know some friends who would make you very happy, "she added, laughing at your sentimental shyness.
"It's not that, it's just ..."
> Nor let you finish, when Fluttershy preys on your libido, you lay against the rug and ...
> It throws to devour that firm and erect grub that you have between your legs.
> Lower the foreskin with your lips very slowly, while your tongue wraps your glans and bathes with saliva.
> For Fluttershy the salty of your penis was a delicacy that few mares could try to lighten the zeal that possessed them for seasons.
> The inside of your snout is moist and hot.
> Use your tongue so well that you feel your body tremble
> Lick voraciously around the neck

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>>29026251
> Each time you insert your penis in your mouth suck it with such power that you feel that your testicles pull.
> Their groans are mixed with the noises when sucking like their vocal fluids and pre-seminals
> Threads of this mixture run into your balls
> When you are about to fall into his warm mouth, Fluttershy stops and takes your trunk out of his mouth
.........Should I continue?.........

>>29025884
>>29025894
WE HAVE A PROBLEM GUYS

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>>29025451
>>29025455
Siiiigh, well shit, if you're getting this out, I should really just throw all effort on finishing the damn sequel.
Bit harder to finish than I already found it now though, the RL scenario I based it on took a turn that depresses me more than I already was.

>>29026487
Oh no, did something bad happen?

>>29026639
A bit, yeah. No more lesbian beatings for sport.
Nothing like serious injury or relations or anything like that, just life complications that had to put it to an end. Now my Friday nights are getting spent more ordering pizza rather than getting beaten to a point of bleeding or breaking. It's a weird feeling to miss.

>>29026753
There are other women to get beaten up by, r-right?

>>29026266
I feel like you're trying to communicate

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>>29025894
>>29025884
Ever saw that birb grills?
Gets me all marinated.

>>29027744
You're going to upset Dolphin Overlord immensely if you don't cease these shenanigans soon.
Also, is Dolphin Overlord male or female?

>>29028093
The opposite of whatever gender their victim is.

>>29028142
Genderfluid for rape purposes

>>29026472
Or the start of something beautiful.

>>29026487
>>29026753
Perhaps I should halt my progress?

If you need someone to talk to I'm here man.

>>29027744
>>29025884
>>29025894
This is some fucking witchraft

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>>29025287
wat do?

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>>29029671
No, no, don't do that. You do what you like.
I'll get it done eventually at my own slow arse pace.
Hopefully within the week.

>>29030434
These posts all end in four, and it is spooking me something fierce.
The dolphin strikes our minds at 4 AM tonight.
None will be safe, and all will alter.
Grillmaster guide us.

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>>29030517
I'm scared

>>29030452
suace?

>>29030517
We must sacrifice something upon the grill to appease Dolphin Overlord's wrath

>>29030452
What I want is you feeling better.

>>29026266
I dont get this, a female fluttershy and a male one?

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>>29031474
It requires a virgin sacrifice.
Quick, someone get Rarity.

PFFFFFFFFFFT.

>>29030443
There was a story about Fluttershy making
herself Anons pet, it got really sad.

>>29031474
We sacrificed a cricket last year, and I don't know if it'll be enough this time around.

Boop

>What will Anon do when Fluttershy does not show up this holiday season?
>What will Anon do when he remembers that Fluttershy has more going on than bugging him each day?
>What will Anon do when he realizes he is truly alone without her?

>>29034017
Anon being alone is exactly why she'd come
though, nobody should be alone during the holidays

Bamp

>>29025451
>Well you're not gonna rely on luck anymore.
>Twilight was the one who took you in after the injury from Sunset, and even helped to feed you and stuff
>While you were very grateful that Twilight showed up when she did to stop her attempt and helped you through all this, you don't want to rely on her protection like that
>You've been enough of a burden on her as is
>Luckily (dammit) for you, while in Canterlot there was a seminar about unicorn magic held by one
>Moondancer, you think the lecturer's name was
>Though most of it was gibberish to you, you did learn that unicorn horns were pretty sensitive
>A channeled spell could be interrupting by touching the horn, especially if wet or moist
>The liquid really inhibits the flow of magic from the horn it seems
>You don't care why. All you know this is your newfound defense against the yellow-orange menace
>With that resolve, you finish your actually decent-tasting veggie hot dog and continue on
>From here you can easily see that enormous Friendship Castle
>The sun reflecting on the shiny surface hurts your eyes even if you look away
>It gave you all the reason to pay close attention to your surroundings
>You don't actually know for sure if Sunset went back...
>You sigh. First, you thought, get to Twilight's and just ask her.

>>29036171
>Well
>The castle certainly looks different
>Feels more cozy and less empty
>You walk towards the back of the hall where Twiggy and Spike usually are
>If there's one thing you can say about that the castle, it's that you definitely don't feel too big
>Unlike most of the other places in Ponyville
>In fact the height of this hall is almost intimidating
>You wonder how easy it would be to get lost...
>You reach the end of the hall towards the throne room
>Ah, there she is.
>Your lavender savior.
> ... You still feel a bit too grateful
>Gotta stop that
>As you walk towards her though, you notice she was with someone
>It was a pony
>You flinch, but even at a distance you can tell it wasn't Sunset Shimmer
>This mare (it's a she based on her size at least) has a pinkish coat with a purple mane with teal(?) stripes
>Honestly these ponies are so colorful you're never too sure what actual color they are
>She was facing away from you, talking to Twilight while Twilight faced her and in your direction
>As your footsteps get louder, Twilight's ears perk up (it's too adorable dammit) and cranes her head over the other mare's.
>"Oh. Hi Anon!" She says, smiling, while waving at you.
>It was as if time slowed down at the moment, for as soon as Twilight greeted you, the mare she was talking to slowly craned her head around to look at you.
>You two stared at each other. At this point you were were now close enough that you can see her pupils dilate.
>She forms a little 'o' with her mouth
>The look she's giving you makes you very nervous
>It reminds me too much of of the yellow-orange menace
>And you've had enough reminders of her for the day

>>29036389
>Prying your eyes from her, you look at Twilight.
"Hey. Twilight." You give a weak smile. You were still tired.
>"Well you've seen better days." she replies.
>You let out a rather loud yawn.
"Have I?" you say back.
>Twilight giggled. "I kept your room clean while you gone." She points her hoof in the direction of your room, as if she knew you were too tired to even know where it is.
>"But," she continues, "now that you're back, I expect you to clean it up daily!"
>You just nod your head and walk towards away from them towards your room.
>"Thanks Twiggy." You say. She giggles again at that nickname. She used to dislike it but now for some reason she thought it was funny.
>"Rest well!" you hear her say.
>You turn around to wave at her.
>That other mare... she's still just staring at you.
>She's smiling though. So you guess that's good.
>She waves at you.
>You immediately stop waving and turn back around
>That was probably rude. >Whatever
>You found it a bit odd that Twilight didn't introduce you
>Maybe she saw you were sleepy
>In fact weren't you going to ask her if orange yingyangbutt was still around?
>Whatever
>You enter the room
>Your legs were tearing you
apart
>A quick glance around reveals Twilight wasn't lying.
>It's probably even more tidy than before
>And you DID clean up after yourself
>It's the least you can do
>You fall in a heap into the bed after setting down your stuff
>Time for Luna land.

>>29036417
>Is it the middle of the night?
>You can barely see anything
>That's a pretty clear indicator of night
>You're so drowsy you don't even remember opening your eyes...
>You feel thirsty
>Nothing to drink with the veggie dog left you like that
>Probably
>You yawn loudly and start to stretch
>That's when you hear it
>A gasp
>A GASP.
>Someone is in your room right now!
>You quickly sit up, thrashing your legs under the sheets
>You can see something moving through the darkness
>"Hey!" you call out to the intruder.
>Suddenly you are momentarily blinded by a bright flash of green invading your eyes
>Green flashes aren't supposed to be bright
>When your eyes don't hurt anymore, you see nothing
>The intruder is gone
>You have to take a moment to steady your breathing
>It's just like those dreams you've been having
>You get up, groggy but confident
>You ain't afraid of no unicorns!
>... Even though they could overpower you and you'll be completely at their whim
>At least if they were powerful enough
>As you found out the hard way with Sunset
>Your eyes are better adjusted to the darkness now
>You unlock your door and poke your head out into the hallway
>See nothing
>You grunt
>With a clearer head, you realize that whomever entered here must have teleported, since the door was still locked
>And then they obviously also teleported out
>You know only six ponies who can teleport
>And 5 of them are alicorns
>That only left one
>And you know for a fact that she has that same greenish aura like the pony that just teleported
>Didn't take a genius to figure out
>Sunset Shimmer was watching you sleep!

---
I'm done for now.
I hope you're not upset senpai

So... Um...
I am back! Old lurker... From the early 2012? Maybe late 2011? I am not sure
I was around that time when GMOH made a story about my fav Sunbutt
So yea... What did I miss? How you doin bois?

>>29036476
Well the thread died.

But then it came back to life.

Tragically, it then died.

But don't worry, it came back to life.

Then, unexpectedly, it died.

But shortly after it came back to life.

However, in a twist that no one saw coming, the thread died yet again.

Though it was all 'k since it came back.

Then died.

Then came back.

Come to think of it, we're overdue for another 'untimely' death...

>>29036476
Flutterrape has turned into an egregore/construct that specializes and loves tampering with necromancy as you can see right here >>29037141


Cadence is still a shit, Neb is still a butt and Akame still has yet to finish Branded.

Slasher's back kinda

You're pretty much up to speed.

>>29036476
Flutterrape is creatively dead.

People keep it alive out of habit more than anything.

And the occasional small snippet of green.

Just going to post this so we have something.
First green so please bear with me.

>Be Anon
>You're living out your normal life on earth
>Go to work, come home, shitpost, this is your daily routine
>The complete lack of anything interesting in your life is tearing away at you
>You long for any sort of adventure or semblence of danger, anything to break the monotiny
>On the way home from an 8 hour shift at Shekelstein bank, you walk along the barren sidewalk
>It all seems so monochrome and dreary, the beginnings of a light rain wasn't helping
>You had finished nursing a rather unpleasant thought
>Ywn pet all your favorite color pastel horses
>life is suffering, such as it is on earth

>you've begun to hear gossiping among a gathering crowd across the street
>An agonizing scream breaks your train of thought
>you take a brisk jog across the street to see the commotion
>A man appears to be mindlessly flailing about, his frenzy was clearly quite painful
>The others were arguing what to do about him, some were taping his reaction
>Nobody could come to a consensus about it, the debate was interrupted
>CRACK
>the bone sickening noise caught everyone's attention
>his flesh had seemed to melt and strange light emmited from his ghastly face
>Red rippling in the air around the flesh pile in the middle of the road spoke unsettling whispers
>Monstrous creatures emerged, bent on the hunt
>They chased those about the city block in their search for blood, you simply stood there in complete shock
>The nightmare beings seemed to simply ignore you
>A whisper coming from the portal seems to draw you in
>You slowly step toward the faint whisper, lulled by its promises
>You witness a small yellow horse no taller than your chest step out of the shimmering light
>Pink mane and occult tattoos cover the mare
>She simply walks up to you, ignoring the chaos about you
>"Is opening a warp portal, invading the real world and turning earth into a daemon world your fetish anon?"
>you gaze down upon the pony
>"No, no it's not." you say with a little malice
>"oh...well me and my demonic army will figure it out tomorrow!"
>Fucking Flutterrape

Bamp

>>29037952
Didn't expect that

>>29037187
Oh! Candance and Neby! Those mofos are still around! Good to hear.
Good ol Slasher!

About Akame... Dear god.. Branded is still unfinished? Is he alive?

Any good story I missed in the last 3 years?

>>29037187
Is the Flutterrape skype going on, or is it a discord, or what?

Second old lurker here waiting for the right time. Should we start a reunion?

>>29039413
Never been that active
But count me in

I will try to be more active again

>>29039413
Yeah we still have the Skype chat.

I think the voice chat migrated into a Discord chat, but I wouldn't know since I'm not in it. But we're on both Skype and Discord.

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>>29039431
>>29039462
Should we sleep on it for now? I just got done with a night shift.

What's the best time for a group chat?

>>29039479
I am from Europe (Central)
Right now its 14:37 here.

Any idea at what time do most people get online?

Ive never been in active on skype or discord. So i will need to check it out.

>>29039479
>>29039779
Try not to overthink it. The chat's dead for most of the time. Tops there'll be about 4 or 5 people 'active' and talking/shitposting.

The Flutterrape Skype Chat isn't exactly 'hallowed ground'.

It's more like an alleyway where various drugdealers congregate to trade tips and flash each other.

bamp

>>29039819
Hey anon, wanna see my short bearded "man"?

>>29039292
Akame is still alive, he popped into the thread a couple of months ago, he's okay

>>29039819
Discord's pretty active although it's got people that have had little do with the thread or anything mlp related in it just because they're friends.

>>29025287
Lee Sin is the best champion

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If you were curious, the devolution was:
1. FSR Skype Chat
2. Secret "Real Writer Old Fag's Only" Fragmentation
3. Voice Chat Fragmentation
4. Discord Fragmentation

The Voice Chat has immigrated to Discord save for a few stubborn old fags who don't want to leave Skype. Whether this is an easy way out of the FSR world, or just personal preference, it's unclear. The 11 or so people who are consistently online in the Discord are relatively minor characters in FSR's history.

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>>29036442
Is this a sequel?
>Sunset Shimmer was watching you sleep!

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>>29039292
>>29037187
I-I'm assuming this means me.

I-I'm still relevant sometimes. I-I'd like to think I'm kind of important. I'm even writing Office Love right now. I'm not even "just saying that." I actually knocked out 1k words of it last night.

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>>29040935
Oh, what? Flutterpriest I fucking love you. It's just that Cadence is a shit, you're good though Mr. Big Time. Don't get confused man.

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>>29040935
We love you, Priest. just because we call you a faggot doesn't mean we don't love you.

It does mean you're a faggot, though

>>29041494
Shit wrong thread, I am a retard

>>29041553
>Flutterrape finally gets content.
>It was an accident.

Poetic.

>>29041553
I was curious about how something like that
would become a flutterrape story

>>29040818
It's a fansequel to Pain in the Arse:
http://pastebin.com/pS0hpana

A fine green. Enough that I wanted to write a fansequel for it.

>>29041553
Hey I've always wanted to write a Terminator green.

>>29040421

>Would you give Fluttershy a baby bump?

>>29042976
No. I wouldn't.

But it's not like that's going to stop her.
---
>A knock occurs at your door.
>Same as every morning.
>And just like every morning, you approach it with the same expression of glum resignation that you tend to approach most things these days.
>Living in a picturesque rainbow utopia will do that to a man.
>Pull open the door and look down.
>Your eyes widen at the sight.
"Oh."
>"Good morning Anon! Guess what?"
>You stare at Fluttershy in a mixture of confusion and fear.
>The mare stands before you, proudly clutching a small wrapped bundle.
>An actual newborn foal is sleeping soundly in her arms.
>She look at it with pride, then at you.
>"She's ours!"
"Wha."
>"Don't you remember? That magical night at the Hearth's Warming party?"
>You cast your mind back.
>A distant memory stirs of you on your back whilst Fluttershy impales herself on your--
>Oh. That.
>Just when you'd forgotten.
"Hey man, that was non-consensual. Babies don't get made from rape, they get made from storks and bees, or something."
>Fluttershy giggles.
>"Silly Anon, this little cutie is ours! I've..."
>She blushes.
>"I've called her... Hope."
"That's a retarded name. She'd be better off being called 'I gobble cocks for money'."
>Fluttershy scowls.
>"That is our -daughter- Anonymous!"
>You hold up your hands.
"Nothing to do with me, Shy, and last time I checked there weren't any child support laws in this country, so you can walk your happy ass back home and..."
>You trail off.
>Fluttershy, still wearing a scowl, waits for you to finish.
>Carefully, your eyes trail over Fluttershy's body and rest on her happy ass.
>Then around her general mid-section.
>You rub your stubble in thought.
"Hold the phone."
>"What's a phone?"
"I may not make a habit of staring at your gross horse body--"
>"Aww..."
"But you've shown absolutely no signs of being pregnant. At all."
>She locks up.
>Her eyes dart from side-to-side, and she starts sweating.

>>29043215
>"Wh-what do you mean? Of course I've been pregnant!"
"Then why wasn't it a big deal?"
>She fumbles for an answer.
"Why did no one else mention it?"
>"Well to be fair I'm your only friend so--"
>You rub your eyes with a pair of fingers and block out her voice, trying to concentrate.
>Your alcohol-shattered mind begins to piece together the puzzle.
"I... I remember."
>...
"...Like, yesterday. You were chasing me around with a dildo you'd stuck to the end of a power-drill and were trying to give me a 'Swirlaspe'."
>Glowering, you point an accusatory finger at Fluttershy's flat belly.
"And you were very much unhindered by any sort of excess weight that would have been apparent had you been pregnant."
>"S-so--"
"So you're full of shit."
>Smirking, you put your hands on your hips and give a triumphant laugh.
"I may be a lecherous drunk, Fluttershy, but the ol' brain-box still functions perfectly fine. You take your baby and..."
>...
>The final piece falls into place.
>...
"Fluttershy."
>She tries to smile.
>Badly.
"Fluttershy that's not your baby, is it."
>Her 'smile' widens.
"Fluttershy where did you get that baby."

>"Goood morning Pound Cake! Pumpkin Cake! Mommy's here to--"
>Mr and Mrs Cake stop dead at the sight of their daughter's cot torn to pieces and the window to the bedroom wide open.

"Oh fuck this, you're on your own here buddy."
>You slam the door as quickly as you can and shut the blinds just as the cops come thundering down the road, bodyslamming Fluttershy and beating the shit out of her whilst screaming at her to stop resisting.
>From behind a crack in the blinds, you watch them cart her away, and confiscate the baby as evidence.
>Fucking Fluttershy.

>>29043221
I love this story

I just finished reading some of the stories towards the end of the last thread.
>Neb, you were great, as always; I think that "rape evidence" story might be one of my favorites from you recently. I smiled all throughout my reading of it.
>MDL, your story was really funny, and it had a great ending.
any chance we'll ever get an update for "Dream Girl"?
>To the anon that wrote those Crusader rape stories: those were excellent. We need more cute Crusader stories, and I really liked how you wrote them.
Those stories made my day. Great job guys!

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>>29042976
Only if absolutely neccesary

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>>29044937
>I smiled all throughout my reading of it.
And that made writing it totally worth it.

>>29043788
Y-you too.

Hey Flutterrape, come be festive and generous and gay and shit with us.

>>29046276

Seriously. It might be fun maybe. I-if you want to.

>>29046292
That's a nice gesture, but I hate doing secret santa.

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>>29044743

>>29036442
I'm intrigued, but I'm reserving positive and negative judgement until there's more.
Also waiting to see what Brownee thinks. I want to see how this differs to his actual sequel so far.

>>29046691
is that a chest vagina? good lord, mods please

>>29046691
all da fuk

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>>29046691
How adorable, in a slight psychopathic kind of way...

>dat chest fur

>>29046691
Like, 5 or 6, my dude

>>29046691
>>29048223
>"Hey Anon, how many levels of horniness are you on?"
"Like,, maybe 5, or 6 right now. my mare."
>"You are like a little baby"
>"Watch this"

>E S T R U S

>>29048647
N I C E M E M E
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>>29048647
If she's this bad on a normal day
I'd hate to see her during estrus

Any good Subutt r*pe stories?

>>29049655
What in the hell is a subutt.

I typed it into google and it gave me an artist forum.

Are you talking about artists?
And what is r*pe? Is that R times (P times E)?
Is this algebra? What is R? What is P? What is E?

Sweet jesus man, what do you want from us?

>>29049655
Sunbutt rope stories?

You want Celestia bondage?
... I wouldn't mind seeing that.

>>29048647
>flutterrape gets content because of my post
I've made it

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"No, Fluttershy, mistletoe is not a special human aphrodisiac. In fact, its berries are poisonous to humans."
...
"Wait, you put it in my WHAT?"

Bamp

>>29052773
>"Well, dear, he seems nice. What do you say I take him for a test drive?"
>"MOM!!!"

>>29051190
>Every non-writing Anons dream: to post something that inspires Nebulus to write something

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>>29054454

Clever girl. Well-played.

Bamp

>>29056291

flotershie: hello anon welcom to horse land
>what is this i do not know what this is im used to human land
"it is okay anon get ready to pump your meat into my horse pussy"
>okie

>>29047203
Thanks.

I too, am waiting to see what he thinks.

>>29056827
For 4 long years I've been in these threads, yet no story has touched me quite as intimately as this.

From the extraordinarily well-done characterisation of Fluttershy, to the way you not only introduced Anon to the story, but seamlessly blended his introduction in with the main conflict of the piece, I find myself at a loss for words at the mastery you've displayed for us. Not only did you mange to tell a deep, engaging, emotionally charged character-driven narrative, but you did so with as little words possible. Brevity is a talent that many writers aspire towards, the ability to condense meaningful dialogue or concepts into a short space, and you've shown that you fully understand it, as well as the fundamentals that drive stories such as these.

Your delicate, gradual, yet still perfectly paced escalation from the simple, innocent beginnings of Anon's tale into the raunchy, pulse-pounding climax of the final act only serves to speak greater volumes of your literary talent. To top it all off, after an arc that I honestly did not want to end, you wind the story down and tie up every loose end in a clean, professional way that doesn't leave the reader hanging on for more, all with your seemingly signature, brief manner of writing. It's concise. To the point, and utterly perfect.

I felt satisfied with this story. Truly satisfied in a way I honestly can't say for most, if any of the stories in this thread that I've ever read.

This will forever be immortalised as one of the great stories of Flutterrape, if not the best of all time.

6/10 check ur gramer.

>>29056827
This is the best of us

>>29052066
Flutters anatomy doesn't look right

>>29052773
Isnt there another with twi and her parents?

>>29058546
Fluttershy doesn't think your anatomy looks right either. Why don't you pull down your pants, just so she's sure?

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Kurwa!

>>29058958
I mean, I don't think that is going to help with her wing coming out of her arm but if you think so...

>>29058638
Yeah but I can't find it as a comic

Bamp

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'Rohypnol and Chlorophyll were sold out' pined Nurse Redheart, eyeing a picture carefully tucked at the corner of her bedroom mirror.
Anon sat at his table, alone, staring at his ramen. A poor consolation for a free dinner promised by a certain nurse.
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>>29065568
"Because you eat so much fucking butter it's insane. I can understand having a bit on some potatoes or whatever but you ju-- you're eating some now! You're eating some literally right now!"
>"But it's good..."
"You have issues, Fluttershy."

>>29066382
That got me.

>>29065568
but her shy...

>>29062845
>Anonfilly

Get this trash outta here

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>>29025287
I instantly regret clicking this thread from the front page and I want you all to go get fucked by ponies.

>>29068112
why thank you , as long as its not fluttershy most if not all of us would like to get fucked by ponys :)

>>29068550
well fuck my german nazi grammar , i misspelled ponies

Any good Luna and Twilight greens?

>Be day 4 in Equestria.
>Settling into your new place.
>It was nice of them to give you a house.
>But it is weird that it seems to be made especially for a human. The furniture is all the right size and there is a TV and DVD player.
>The selection sucks though. Who the hell wants to watch Adam Sandler movies? Especially these, it's like they came from a dimension where all he made was romantic comedies with Martin Lawrence in a fat woman suit. It has 9 sequels!
>Your musings are interrupted by a light knocking at the door.
>You answer of course. It's that little yellow pony Butterfree or something.
Hi.
>"Hello Anonymous. Are bad movies your fetish?"
No, I'm more of a blowjob and occasional anal type of guy.
>She stops moving and just stares at you in disbelief.
>"Th-that isn't how this is supposed to work."
What?
>"YOU'RE NOT JUST SUPPOSED TO TELL ME!"
>The skies darken and she seems to grow in size and malice.
>"THE COMPACT MUST BE UPHELD!"
What?
>" YOU HAVE BROKEN THE COMPACT AND YOUR LIFE IS FORFEIT!"
>You close the door and totally don't run down into the basement. Locking the door behind you.
>A keening wail soon grows in presence and power. It pierces your mind and crushes all thought.
>Your ears bleed.
>Your eyes melt out of their sockets.
>And you are soon nothing more than a stain on the floor.
>Outside the sky returns to normal as does the little yellow bird horse.
>"Oh dear, I hate it when that happens."

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>>29068678
compact?
Don't you mean contract?

>Shit, shower and shave in Equestria
>It's a new day, a new job, the birds were singing.
>You got the newspaper outside without a care in the world.
>Cheerlios were the best cereal ever!
>You did a quick jog, something that you never did until you got this new gig.
>As you dressed up in your suit, there was no sign of shy horse.
>And the walk to the town square was refreshingly boring.
>Some people would have seen a mint colored unicorn and her candy assed earth pony walking by with a ferret.
>You saw a few marks walking their liability.
"Hi ponies. I see you're walking your weasel today." You smiled.
>"It's a ferret," said Candy butt
>With a few subtle steps, you gently stonewall their way. Candy butt replies with a scathing stare.
"Well, I have a ferret too."
>"Oh , really?" Lyra pulled her pet closer, giving you a polite smirk.
"Yarly. I had problems with their gums," you lied.
>"I hear they can be a problem-"
>Candy butt interrupted her. "Yeah. But we're busy. You know how it is. Gotta go."
>They both make haste around you and trot off the road. Which leads your vision to the next mark trying to sneak into an alleyway.
"Hey Fluttershy!"
>"Oh. Yeah. Um, hey... Anon." She kicks an awkward hoof into the ground path, kicking up dust.
"How's everything. Your pets are fine, right."
>Fluttershy starts to walk off into the darkness. "We don't need insurance."
"But you must know first hand what can happen. For a person who works with animals, I'm sure you would appreciate some peace of mind. All it would take is a few minutes of your time."
>"I'mnotinterestedevenificanafforditgoodbyeanon" She speeds off before you could even say boo.
>That's ok.
>Every time she does this, you can't help but chuckle.
>The town starts to look at you, but you don't care.
>Even as you're laughing like a madman.
>All this time.
>It was this easy.

>You fucking love this job.

>>29069068
Sell me some Fluttershy insurance please, and thank you.

>>29069068
No, he didn't. It is a synonym, kind of.
look at sense 2 here: http://www.dictionary.com/browse/compact?s=t

I think compact is used more often for this kind of eldritch thing because it's more obscure; it also carries more of a feeling of "agreement between two powers" (con(m) + pact) versus a formal document between two or more parties (con + tract).

>>29069983
neat

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>>29072103
This is a trap if I ever saw one...

>>29072103
So if we do it we dont have to use protection anymore?
Sweet

>>29072103
"Don't be ridiculous. How can I cum in two mares at once if I only have one dick?"
>Slam the door on them.
"Fucking idiots."

Boop

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I wish there was a flutterrape version of this

>>29068624
Someone hook me up

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>>29077487
I feel cheap peddling my own wares, but since no one else is gonna bother here's some Luna stories I made back in the day.

"Moonwalker": http://pastebin.com/fB9BVPQC
Anon has an out of body experience, shenanigans ensue.

"Moonlight Desire": http://pastebin.com/DLaM4zp5
I short musical about Anon wanting to be with Luna even though Fluttershy wants his D.

Hope that scratches the itch you got mate.

Boop

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>>29079545
BUTT FIRST

>>29079933
I'm forced to assume Anon got up onto the Wonderbolt Academy plateau with a half A button press.

bamp

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>>29083022
>"Trixie demands to be included!"

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>>29084638
"YOU WANT THIS TRIXIE? DO YOU WANT THIS?"

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>"At some point there is something going to happen here. I can just feel it"

>>29080690
Tj "Henry" Yoshi laughed at him initially.
He's not laughing anymore.

>Fluttershy gets Lyra to cast a spell on Anon.
>The spell makes his dick feel like it's on fire unless it's inside a mare pussy.
>Hilarity ensues as Anon runs through town, grabbing nearly every mare but Lyra and Fluttershy on his way to Twilight's to get the curse undone.

>"D-do you feel it Anon? The f-fire in your loins? Come! Put that fire out with the river that is my love channel."
>You stare blankly at Fluttershy.
"Are you proud of that one? Did you stay up all night thinking it up?"
>"I got to bed around two or two thirty."
>Bonbon growls under you.
>"Can somepony get this monkey out of me!?"
"Shut up candy butt."

>>29057395
I love you Nebby!

^:)

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She was a model once

>>29089536
All the more reason to despise her!
Models aren't like average people... usually.

>>29089097
>>29089536
>When you're trying to lay off lewd internet content because you might have a legitimate addiction to it but remember you browse Flutterrape.

Fuck.

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>>29089816
Shy is just naturally lewd

Giftfag Anon here. While being overwhelmed by work at the moment, I will do my best to drop in before or right after xmas and give something to you all horsefuckers.

>>29090478
All I want for christmas is a chastity belt...

>>29090478
Best. I hope you have a nice Christmas.

>>29090478
You've no need to bestow upon us such plentiful gifts, charitable anon.
Thank you for doing so anyway.

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>>29090478
Oh yeah?
You know what?
I did 25h extra in the last two weeks, ill play that game and post some too!

>>29089896
I'd be a shame if she knew how to use that plump pony booty. There would be no virgin spared.

>>29089536
I don'y find this hot oddly enough. The artist is trying too hard for me

>>29093023
You're definitely not wrong, I was mostly aiming for lewd

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>>29094409

cump

>>29096081
Fluttershy wants you to cump in her.

>>29096524
I might... milfs are hot

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>>29096776
Regardless of how much she calls herself 'Mamma', Fluttershy is not a mother, and won't ever be....... until she decides to force herself on you.
She'll keep trying for that forced impregnation.

>>29098237
Has there been a story where Anon out-fetishes Fluttershy? Like it's too much of a thing for her to go through with?

>>29035418
Bomp

>>29098280
I'm sure there's been a bunch of random joke oneshots where Anon tells Fluttershy his fetish is something physically impossible.

>>29098280
There was one where Anon tries to turn off the mane 6 with a bunch of specific fetishes they couldn't do and then shy combines the five into a super fetish of some kind

>>29098280
>"S-so... um..."
>You fix Fluttershy with a stern expression.
"What. Something the matter?"
>"I just really think that maybe you're... j-joking?"
"I could not be more serious, Fluttershy."
>She looks around the room.
"You said you would do anything, right? Well this is it. This is what five years of your pestering has wrought. Behold: my fetish."
>The mare's head twists back to look at the ceiling.
>"It's just a whole lot more complicated than I thought it would be."
>You fold your arms, fists clenched with rage under the oven mitts you're wearing.
"Complicated? Are you fucking with me? What could be simpler than this?"
>You wave a mitten at the diorama of the Battle of Waterloo.
"Is that not self-explanatory?"
>You catch a glimpse of Napoleon Bonaparte at the back of his army, the bright yellow rubber-duck ring on his head gleaming in the neon floodlight that illuminates the room.
>It makes your dick tingle.

>>29098461
>Fluttershy blinks a few times and studies the miniature battle.
>She observes the cavalry, the infantry formations, the cannon batteries, and finally the Necron Monolith seated by the farmhouse surrounded by Furbies.
>"A lot of this doesn't make much sense."
>You make a disgusted noise and use a mitten to adjust your afro-wig.
>Step over the hog-tied Applejack unconscious on your living-room floor and march to the door.
>Open it up and gesture outside.
"If you're not going to at least try, you might as well go. I really don't know why I bothered to set everything up."
>Fluttershy's eyes dart between you and the six-by-six metre portrait of Princess Celestia stuck to your ceiling.
>"I-I..."
>She sags.
>"No, I don't get it, sorry..."
>The mare drags her hooves to the door, pouting.
>"I just wanted to see you naked..."
"That's not allowed until we reach phase five, and only if Applejack manages to win a duel against you providing one of you still has the catfish from phase three."
>...
"Obviously."
>Fluttershy sighs as you slam the door on her and walk back into the living room.
>You look around at your setup with sense of pride.
"Hey Applejack, you awake yet?"
>"..."
"Excellent. Then we can begin."
>Fucking Fluttershy.

>>29098237
Guess we found her fetish

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>>29098368
Maybe I've just forgotten some, I've had a long week at work.
>>29098391
That sounds fun, fun stories with fluttershy are always nice.
>>29098461
You are a true artist man.

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>>29103653
MORE
FUN
FUN
FUN
FUN

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>>29103653
>>29104245

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g-sgw9bPV4A

FUN
FUN
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FUN
FUN

Should I post some more?

>>29105156
Nobody'll stop you.

>>29105156
Posts are always welcome

Musical bump
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IoRcLYTijRw

>>29103653
>>29104245
>>29104940

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NC0qk2LLohc
Video Games.

>>29107250
That was certainly interesting

>>29040935
>Office Love
>not never
Fuck you and fuck your heroin addiction, Priest. jk fug me dade

Page 10 last thread save.

>Would you eat out Fluttershy's ass, while Rainbow Dash watches, to save the threwad?

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>>29108712
That's a really tough question Anon

>>29108712
>Would you eat out Fluttershy's ass
Yes.

>while Rainbow Dash watches
Yes.

>to save the threwad?
I don't know what threwad is or understand how it is at all relevant to the topic of eating Fluttershy's ass while Rainbow Dash watches.

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>>29110028
>Would you eat out Fluttershy's ass

>>29110501
This picture is basically goatse backwards.

Bamp

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>>29113865
>Those socks
God damn, Anon. Have a word with yourself.

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>Twilight Sparkle was content to be on the steps outside her crystal castle, watching the commuting ponies walk the streets in the faint morning sun.
>She waved to the passersby that greeted her, but she let her mind wander and soon she was thinking of her friends.
>In fifteen minutes, she was going to go back inside so she could cook chili with Starlight Glimmer.
>Twilight had told her that there was a friendship lesson to be found in cooking together, but, really, she just wanted to find an excuse to spend some personal time with Starlight.
>That girl never liked to spend time with anyone unless there was a specific reason for doing so, like a friendship lesson, and Twilight wanted to change that about her.
>Twilight was realistic about her hopes for Starlight’s progress though; she hoped that, at the very least, she could get her to actually enjoy cooking chili with her—and not catch her taking down notes in her memo book.
>Then there was Rainbow Dash, who had not seemed like herself lately.
>All week Twilight and her friends had noticed and talked about Dash’s abstraction, and they knew that she was hiding something from them
>Most likely something embarrassing for her to admit: an emotional problem, no doubt.
>To friends of Dash’s, it was always easy to tell when she had a problem that embarrassed her, because she would be so focused on hiding it, on trying to appear like her usual confident self, that she’d become uptight.
>She would get distracted easily, make silly mistakes;
>her body would be tense, every muscle taut enough to quiver; and her ears would point and swivel, with twitchy bird-like movement, to even the slightest sound around her.
>Twilight was not worried for her, though.
>She knew that Rainbow Dash would tell one of them what was bothering her eventually, whenever she was ready.

>>29117440
>Then of course there was always Fluttershy. But that problem had not gone away in over a year, and they had tried everything already at one time or another.
>It was useless to try and change her.
>At least the unlucky human seemed able to bear her obsession, treating her with the same patience and benevolence that one would with a mentally-ill family member.
>Twilight had no idea how he could put up with her inappropriate behavior, but she knew that he was always a genial, kind and gentle soul, which was why Fluttershy liked him in the first place.
>The best that Twilight felt she could do to help him, was to try and bring him as much happiness with her friendship as possible.
>Twilight sighed, and watched as the morning sun rose steadily until its glare was blinding to her eyes.
>It was time for her to go inside and start the day.
>Rarity would be by soon to return a book she had rented.
>Spike was sweeping in the foyer, and in her mind she could hear the bristles of his broom against the floor, the slight scratch of rhythm synchronizing with the footsteps of the human stepping in the dirt, approaching her.
>She smiled from behind the glare and said hello to him. He often came by to see her on his way to work in the morning.

>Twilight appeared in the foyer of her castle, following a flash of purple.
>Spike, without even looking away from where he was sweeping, mechanically told her that Starlight was waiting for her.
>But she did not answer him, and when he did turn to look at her he immediately stopped sweeping.
>She stood stock still, not having moved from where she had teleported, and her eyes were very far away, going over the incident outside endlessly in her mind.
>Why would he act that way towards her?
>Was there something wrong with him?
>Did she somehow prompt him to act so inappropriately without her knowing it?
>And what was that noise at the door!

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>>29117463
>She looked over her shoulder fearfully. It was him. He was still out there, and now he was trying to get in!
>“Are you feeling okay?” Spike said, taking a step forward. “Do you want me to get it?”
>“No, stay back, Spike!” she screamed. “He’s probably still out there with his pants around his ankles, and I don’t want you to get hurt if he tries to come in.”
>Twilight turned around and pointed her horn towards the door, ready to defend.
>And Spike, not understanding what was going on but feeling nervous anyway, got behind Twilight just as the door opened.
>It was the human. He was standing in the doorway with a concerned expression, but Twilight could see that that evil lingering was still in his eyes, and was directed towards her.
>Spike could not see this, though. And when her horn began to glow and she viciously yelled at the human not to take another step, he said quickly:
>“Wait, Twilight, what are you—”
Yeah, wait, Twilight, he interrupted. Don’t you start pulling any rough stuff on me yet.
>He took a step forward and Twilight sent a small but powerful beam of purple light into his chest, knocking him off his feet and pushing him down the front steps of her crystal castle.
>He bounced off every step like a football, and Twilight shut the door and bolted it.
>“I think we’re safe now,” she said, while her heart sought rest from all the excitement.
>She turned around just in time to see Spike’s broom slip out of his shocked claws and clatter onto the castle floor.
>He stared at her with his mouth slightly open and without blinking.
>Then he threw his arms up and shouted, “Do you want to tell me just what the heck that was all about?”
>Twilight apologized, and then began to summarize what had happened between her and the human outside the castle door.

>>29117480
>“. . . And because I didn’t say anything, after he took his pants off, he said ‘We need to address the elephant in the room’ and he looked down at his—
>“Well, you get the picture anyway,” she said, blushing furiously and turning away from Spike’s judging eyes.
>Spike’s scales were crawling, but he was wearing a relieved expression.
>“You know Twilight, I almost thought you were crazy or something,” he said.
>Then, somberly, “But I guess he’s crazy instead.”
>“I do think something might be terribly wrong with him,” she said anxiously. “Something in his eyes was different.”
>“What exactly?” Spike asked.
>Twilight thought.
>“They were a strange color,” she said. “There was a smidge of dark green in them, ruby red, and the whites of his eyes looked sooty black.”
>“That sounds nasty,” said Spike. “Maybe he’s delirious. Do you think he has the flu or something?”
>“No. I know I’ve seen those colors before, but where?”
>Just then there was a knock on the castle door, and Twilight’s nerves snapped to attention.
>“Oh my gosh, he’s back,” Twilight said. “He’s going to try to get back in.”
>They sensed the call to battle. Twilight pointed her horn towards the door again, and Spike picked up his broom and practiced using it as a club.
>“Hello,” said a familiar voice from behind the door, which was not the human’s. “Is anypony in there?”
>“It’s just Rainbow Dash,” Spike said, relieved.
>“Well, I guess he can’t be out there then, if Rainbow Dash is,” Twilight said.
>Twilight unbolted the door and in came Rainbow Dash, and Twilight and Spike both noticed right away that Rainbow Dash’s expression was somberly genial, a nervous smile.
>“Twilight, I need to talk to you about something,” she said. “It’s kinda important, too. You got a minute?”
>Twilight shut the door, but her friend’s seriousness had such a hold on her attention that she forgot to lock it.

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>She and Spike wore concerned expressions and asked Rainbow Dash what was wrong, and after much encouragement, and many false starts from Dash, she finally admitted that she had a bit of a problem, and that it was kind of embarrassing, and that it had been bothering her for a long time.
>Her body grew hot and uncomfortable, as she told them both all about how, for a long time now, she had had a crush on the human.
>She went on, and talked about how she felt that she was not allowed to have feelings for him, since Fluttershy had been after him for months without luck and she thought that it would make her a bad friend if she started flirting with him.
>But then she was not even sure as to whether or not he liked her at all, until these last few weeks, when she would meet him every morning while he was walking to work and she was busting clouds.
>Before that they never said more than a few words to each other, but she felt that they could become good friends, and maybe something more, with time, if they kept their ritual up;
>and Twilight and Spike, while hearing all this, had to clench every muscle in their bodies and fight the urge to run away into the next room and hide until Dash left.
>“The reason I think it’s different now,” Dash said, “is because today he actually did flirt with me.”
>Twilight and Spike instantly felt sick with pity, as Dash relayed to them, with a huge smile, all of the flattering things he had said to her.
>He had not behaved inappropriately, like he had with Twilight; but it was still clear to Twilight that he was not acting like his usual self and that something was wrong with him.
>“And I tried to play it cool,” Dash said, “but really I was so happy that I don’t think I did too good a job.”
>Dash sighed and grounded her eyes.
>“I’ve never actually had a special somepony before,” she said. “To tell the truth, I’m not actually sure what I should do.

>>29117503
>“I want to go out with him, but I’m afraid I might do something stupid and mess it up. But I also know I shouldn’t go out with him, because that would hurt Fluttershy.
>“But now he wants to go out with me—or at least I think he does.”
>She grit her teeth and groaned in frustration.
>“It’s a sappy problem, I know,” she said. “But I really need your advice on it, Twilight. You’re the only friend I could even picture myself talking to about this.”
>She looked to Twilight.
>“What do you think I should do?”
>For the first time in years, Twilight’s mind was completely blank.
>She stood there with her ears folded back and her eyes shrinking in her head, the same way paper curls up in a fire.
>Dash’s sad and expectant expression was torturing her and, as if she was an emotional chameleon, Twilight’s face took on the same expression.
>She turned to look at Spike, hoping that perhaps after years of being her personal assistant, and years of taking down her letters on what she had learned about friendship to Princess Celestia, maybe he would know what to say.
>He regarded them both for a second, before dropping his broom and raising his claws in surrender.
>“Don’t even look at me, Twilight,” he said, shaking his head. “I’m not touching this one. I’m out of here. I’ll be in the other room, while you two talk it over.”
>Dash gave a short, self-deprecating laugh and said:
>“Sorry, Spike. I bet you never thought you’d ever hear me talking about such girly problems, did you?”
>“It’s not exactly that,” he said.
>Just then the door burst open and, while Twilight was trying to keep her heart from exploding and Spike was jumping for his broom, Pinkie Pie trotted into the castle.
>She was humming tunelessly, and was as happy and carefree as always.
>“Hi girls, and Spike,” she said with a giggle. “Guess what happened to me today?”

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>>29117506
>Twilight and Spike stared at her, relieved and a bit annoyed, as they wanted to ask her, “No. Why don’t you try and guess what’s happened to us instead.”
>Dash was fully annoyed, and wanted Pinkie to leave.
>“No guesses, huh?” said Pinkie, her eyes darting from face to face. “I guess I get to say it then.”
>She told them a story all about how the human had come into Sugar Cube Corner not even five minutes ago, and he started to flirt with her.
>“He called me his little cupcake,” she said dreamily.
>Then, after sticking her tongue out, she said, “And then he said he wanted to fill my little cupcake with batter.”
>And she started laughing so hard that she snorted like a piglet, while Rainbow Dash’s brow got lower and lower.
>“At first, I thought he was joking,” Pinkie said, calming down. “But then, he started getting a little too eager.”
>Pinkie played with the end of her mane, and then said self-consciously:
>“There were times when—I’m not kidding—I thought he was going to jump over the counter at me. And then he did.
>“He chased me all the way through the kitchen until I was outside. It was kind of embarrassing, but also kind of fun. And, I mean, I always did think he was kind of cute.”
>Her tone turned serious though, when she began talking about how badly it would hurt Fluttershy if she were to go out with him.
>“That’s why I came to talk with you, Twilight,” she said. “Do you think we should tell Fluttershy, or should we just keep it a secret and hope that he was just having some innocent fun with me?”
>Pinkie waited for answers. But Rainbow Dash was looking away from her, and Twilight and Spike were sharing nervous looks with each other.
>Twilight sighed heavily, and then told Pinkie all about what had happened to her on the steps earlier.
>Twilight could feel Dash’s glare directed towards her, but she did not look at her.

>>29117518
>And when she was finished telling Pinkie her story, and she did take a peek from the corner of her eye at Dash, she saw that she was turned away from her, with her eyes shut tightly so she wouldn’t cry.
>“But why is he acting so weird?” Pinkie asked Twilight.
>“I don’t know,” Twilight said. “But it seems to me that, the longer we let him act this way, the worse he’s going to get.”
>Then something occurred to Twilight.
>“Wait a minute, if he saw me, and then you, then that means that, even though he’s sick, he’s still following his usual morning route to work.”
>“Hey, yeah,” said Pinkie, thinking it over. “He always sees all of us on his way to work.”
>Pinkie then looked over at Dash briefly, but, feeling confused and uncomfortable with the state she was in, thought it best not to say anything to her just yet.
>“So who is he going to see next?” asked Twilight.
>“I think he sees Rarity next,” said Pinkie.
>Spike brought his claws up to his mouth.
>“Oh my gosh,” he exclaimed. “I can’t let him hurt my fair lady Rarity.”
>He picked up his broom and, holding it over his head like a sword, he charged gallantly to the door—which slammed open when he was reaching for the handle.
>The door flattened him against the wall, and into the castle trotted Applejack, a look of indignation on her face.
>“Twilight, I think that all that attention Fluttershy has given him has driven that human crazy.”
>She then told them all about how, while she was out selling apples to the commuting ponies, he approached her stand and started haggling with her about the price.
>“And I thought it was the price of my apples he was talking about,” she said. “But he was talking about buying me!”
>She scanned their faces, but when she saw no look of shock or surprise, she stamped her hoof and said:
>“Didn’t you hear what I just said? He said he wanted to ride me, told me I had a real nice flank.”

>>29117532
>Pinkie was intrigued, and she backed up a bit to look at Applejack’s ass.
>Applejack was about to say something harsh to her, when Twilight said:
>“What else did he say?”
>“Well, he started going on about how I had an apple bottom,” she said.
>“A what?” asked Pinkie.
>“He said that I had an apple bottom,” said Applejack, who was trying to cover her behind, from Pinkie’s prying eyes, with her tail.
>“You know, now that I’m looking at it,” said Pinkie, “it is a nice flank. Really round, and juicy, sort of like an apple—”
>“Well stop looking at it,” she shot back. “He then said he wanted to slap my flanks till they were red, so that they’d look like an apple—why am I telling you this!
>“Twilight, he embarrassed me in front of all my customers. If it wasn’t for Big Mac being there, pushing him away, I think he would’ve done something foolish.”
>Twilight then told Applejack all about what had happened to her and Pinkie, and all about her theory of him following his morning routine.
>“If that’s the case,” said Applejack, “then we need to catch him before he gets to Rarity.”
>“That’s what I was trying to do,” they heard someone shout from behind the door.
>Applejack looked around and asked where Spike was.
>Soon they were peeling him off of the wall, while Applejack apologized and Twilight studied the black eye that the door had given him.
>His eye was only open slightly, and all you could see of it was red, no white. The lid looked thick and swollen.
>They wanted to stay and put ice on his eye, but Spike was complaining that they needed to get to Rarity before something really bad happened to her.
>“If he’s only getting worse,” Spike said, “then who knows what could happen when he gets to her.”
>“Spike is right,” said Applejack. “Rarity is a lady, after all. She might not be able to handle what he’s got in store for her.”

>>29117544
>Just then, the door opened. They all turned around just in time to see Rarity entering.
>She had her saddlebags on, and she was humming sweetly a melody from one of her favorite violin concertos.
>When she closed the door behind her and saw that nearly all of her friends were there she stopped and looked at them all with one of her eyebrows raised.
>“Am I interrupting something?” she asked.
>Soon she was gently applying ice to Spike’s eye and listening to Twilight’s summary of what the human had been doing to them that morning.
>And the more she listened, the more her snout wrinkled and her cheeks shrouded themselves in pink.
>“We think something is wrong with him,” Twilight said.
>“And I should agree with you,” she said loudly. Then, she added under her breath, “He didn’t even look at me when I passed him this morning.”
>“So, you’re alright then?” Twilight asked.
>“Yes,” said Rarity.
>“Good. We were really worried about you,” said Applejack.
>“Thank you for the compliment,” Rarity said.
>“There has to be a reason,” Twilight said, “for his acting this way. Ponies don’t just change overnight.”
>“Well, he did,” said Pinkie.
>“But I wonder how that could have happened,” said Twilight. “How could something like that happen?”
>Just then Twilight door opened again (for what is hopefully the last time in this monotonous story) and they could all see a yellow snout pushing its way through.
>It was Fluttershy. Her body got halfway through the open door before she stopped in her tracks.
>Why were her friends all in the foyer?
>Why were they all looking her way?
>And what was that specific emotion that was diffusing on their faces?
>“Um, if this is a bad time. . .” she said anxiously, as she took a step back outside.
>“Fluttershy,” said Twilight.
>“Um, yes?”
>“Get back in here.”
>“Okay.”

>>29117555
>Once she was back inside, Twilight and the others began grilling her on the human’s strange behavior. They wanted to know if she had anything to do with it.
>“Well, I was hoping to talk to Twilight about something,” she said.
>“And that is,” Twilight said leadingly.
>Fluttershy told them all that, well, she may or may not have been studying some certain topics.
>And that late at night, when the moon was shrouded in dark clouds, she may have gotten involved in some practices and rituals that she should not have.
>Said rituals, it was believed in some circles, which may or may not be reliable source of information, could have possessing effects on chosen individuals—
>“You used dark magic to get him to love you!” Twilight said.
>Fluttershy bit her lip and nodded sheepishly.
>“Really, he’s only possessed,” she said. “It’s just a lust demon.”
>“Just a lust demon!” Twilight screamed; she was starting to lose control of her voice, what with all the combined stress of that morning getting to her.
>“Well, that explains it all,” said Spike.
>Fluttershy had been so distracted by her own anxiety, that she had not noticed Spike’s black eye until then.
>“Oh, Spike, what happened to your eye? He didn’t come after you as well, did he?”
>“No,” he said. “I got this from the door.”
>Fluttershy placed her hoof over her chest and sighed in relief, and Spike asked her what she thought had happened to him.
>“Oh, well, I thought he might have taken his. . . his thingie—you know, let’s just forget about it. Is that okay?”
>Spike stared at her for a while in silence, and then walked out of the foyer without saying anything.
>And when he was out of the room, he heard the door slam open again, and at that moment he wondered why he had not left the room when he said he was going to earlier and he felt regretful at the great loss he had just suffered in his life.
>The human had kicked the door to the castle open.

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>>29117567
Lock up the kids, because dad’s home early today.
>At some point in his daily journey, he had lost his pants, and he was only wearing his boxers.
>His shirt and shoes were also missing, and his penis was hanging out from the slit in his boxers.
>But despite his appearance, Rarity straightened her mane, and then approached him, her histrionic woes already pre-rehearsed in her mind.
>“I can only assume that you have come back for me,” she said, placing a hoof over her head, ready to swoon.
>He gathered Rarity in his arms, grunted, and then tossed her over his shoulder. She went down the steps of the castle, hitting each one, and then he closed the door and bolted it.
>He turned then. His eyes locked with Fluttershy’s and they stared at each other for a long time.
>They were communicating in the oldest way now.
>Their eyes looked inert, but they trembled so slightly at the sight of each other and gave off such a brightness that could only exist and did only exist in the realms of love.
>Soon she was in his arms, her tail rubbing his groin while their lips moved together like the tide moves on the shore, pushing and pulling, giving and taking, life and love.
>“Fluttershy, what are you doing?” yelled Twilight. “We weren’t finished talking.”
>“I’ll get her,” said Applejack. “But I’ll need some help.”
>She looked around for Rainbow Dash, but she wasn’t there.
>Dash had left for darker and more secluded parts of the castle as soon as they had scooped each other into their arms. She felt alone, humiliated and ashamed; and she had a lot that she needed to think about.
>“I’d love to, Twilight, really,” said Fluttershy. The human was kissing her neck now and she was wriggling and breathing heavily.
>“But can’t you see that he’s overpowered me?” she said as she pushed his head, gently leading him to kiss lower.

>>29117584
>“Pinkie, help me separate them,” said Applejack.
>“Are you kidding?” said Pinkie, popcorn in hoof. “This is even better than looking at your apple bottom.”
>“So. . .” said a new voice from the back of the foyer.
>They all turned to meet Starlight Glimmer’s confused expression. She was wearing an apron and a chef’s hat.
>She regarded them all, and then said to Twilight:
>“Are we still going to cook chili?”
>“No,” said Twilight.
>Fluttershy and the human had already gone back to celebrating their physical union.
>Pinkie was watching, and Applejack was glaring at Pinkie.
>Rarity was knocking on the door, weakly, because her hoof had split in the fall.
>Twilight regarded all of this tiredly.
>“No, we’re not cooking chili anymore,” she sighed. “We’ve got about a dozen different friendship problems to solve today.”
>“Oh,” said Starlight; and then she pulled her memo book out of the front pocket of her apron and smiled contently.

hello and merry Christmas fr. here's my last minute gift to you.
>>29105156
yes

>>29117619
Thank you for writing this, it was very enjoyable

Can someone do some Christmas green based of this with Fluttershy and anon please
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oeYmwQ7slBY

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bumpa bump

>>29117619
Excellent little story, Anon. Very well written, have you got a pastebin?

>>29121991
That is a doughy ass

Merry Christmas, Flutterfriends~

>>29124002
Merry Christmas to you as well

>>29124573
God I love this comic for reasons I don't understand.

>>29125744
Shouting's mastery of facial expressions and brevity means that the comic is both visually entertaining, and perfectly understandable whilst conveying an absurd, objectively ridiculous and therefore humorous scenario capped by a subtle, appropriate reaction from Fluttershy that the audience can relate to. There's no fat in this comic; every 'panel' is there for a reason, and there's nothing that can be added or taken away without making the comic worse.

That's why it's a good comic. In my onions.

>>29123438

Any good twilight stories out there?

>>29126668
Yep.
http://pastebin.com/XMwbTj15

Flump

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>>29126994

>Anon gets really creepy vibes from Celestia and Luna.
>They always stare at him and sometimes openly drool when he grabs horn shaped objects.
>Horse sexual innuendo everywhere.
>Turns out, that Anon isn't the first human in Equestria.
>About every 100 years or so, another human comes into their dimension.
>Yet Celestia and Luna strike all information about them from history.
>They do this because humans are the most sexual beings to ever walk their realm. Of course they call dibs. Why else would Luna go crazy and turn to Nightmare Moon? For ponys to look at her Moon? No! The HMD Celestia and her fought over.
>"Have you seen how he walks around in socks? Mmff~!"
>Celestia and Luna are the only two ponies that know the sexually mind blowing (to ponies) nature of humans.
>Rape and possible hilarity ensues.

>>29128304
That's certainly interesting.

>Bump

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I fucking love these edits. Why can't we do fun stuff anymore?

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Also, Marvel Clambake you fags.

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Office Love Arc 2 - Chapter 1.

Office Love - A Slice of Life/Romance - FR - In Progress - Prose: http://www.fimfiction.net/story/203197/office-love
--- Anon has a nice job, a nice apartment, and nice things... but nopony to share it with.

Part 1:
1: http://pastebin.com/Y5PGVdBY
2: http://pastebin.com/i7B5P1qM
3: http://pastebin.com/yFtbkEk5
4: http://pastebin.com/r5Tyh7QA
5: http://pastebin.com/Mz5siU77
6: http://pastebin.com/UNCxQ7Nc
7: http://pastebin.com/pUmRbcDK
8: http://pastebin.com/7F5U00aK
9: http://pastebin.com/w4JKbdbz
10: http://pastebin.com/tP3C3JXc
11: http://pastebin.com/6MY4eg9h

Part 2:
1: http://pastebin.com/8jpwJWX2
2: ?


Let's Go

>>29129372
>Every choice has a consequence. Every choice has a silver lining. Would you rather take a chance and accept the pain that follows? Or would you rather refuse to choose and always wonder ‘what-if’?
>You can't help but smile as you're writing out paperwork at your desk. It's been nearly a month since... well, 'The Night.' The night when everything happened in such a quick succession that you could only act on natural instinct. Of course, as bad as you feel for Berry after all that’s happened, you can't help but feel... generally good. In fact, you'd go as far as to say things are great.
>Taking your mug of coffee, you take a deep sip to push yourself through those afternoon sleep spells. You glance around at the four walls of your office and can't help feeling somewhat... trapped. Rising to your feet, you shove a hand into your pocket. Some fresh air is exactly what you need. Once you begin to realize how much you hate it here… you just need to decompress.
>You step out of your office and walk down the hall, nodding to Brand as he passes by you. He gives you a simple smile and nod in return.
>Suddenly. your phone buzzes. You pull it out of your pocket and flip it open. One new Text Message from Autumn.
>"I hope you're having a wonderful day! <3"
>An involuntary smile curls on your face as you type out a reply.
>"I'm having a great day. I hope you are too, babe. <3"
>You shove your phone back into your pocket before hitting the button for the elevator.
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>>29129378
>There’s a lot that a man can ask for in life. A simple job. Steady income. But somehow, some greater power blessed you with Autumn, and you're more than thankful for it. The last four weeks with her have made each day something new and exciting to tackle. Sometimes the two of you would hit the town for a night of wine and good food, and sometimes you'd just stay inside, read a book together, and lose track of the time. Heck, she's even gotten to the point of leaving a spare set of clothes for work around your place. That's a good sign. Right? You're pretty sure that's a good sign.
>The elevator chime rings, the doors open, and you step inside.
>"Hold the door please," says a weak feminine voice from the hall.
>You recognize it instantly, and you aren't sure if you should hold it or not. Against your natural judgement, you hold the door.
>Then, well. Then there's Fluttershy. The yellow pegasus trots towards the elevator, then freezes once she sees you inside. A chill fills the air as the two of you stand, facing each other.
>"Uhm, on second thought, I think I'm going up. Not down," she says.
>"You sure?" you ask.
>She nods quietly and you let the door close between the two of you. Closing your eyes, you let loose a sigh of relief.
>“Probably for the best,” you mutter
>The doors to the elevator chime open and you step out into the tiled floors of the main floor. You do your best to admire the fountain in the office lobby, but you can't get your mind off of the yellow pegasus. You haven't really tried to talk to her to make amends yet, but could that be for the better? She took advantage of you before... and tried to bed you another time. Does she really have your best interests at heart?
>You push out the front doors of the office as you look to the crowd of people in front of the building. You pause, feeling a sickening sense of deja-vu overwhelm you.
>"Wait a minute," you mutter to yourself.
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>>29129387
>In a flash, you move to the crowd of people and look along with the crowd. There, standing at the top of your office building, is a yellow pegasus, with a long pink mane, swaying in the wind. She pauses, staring down at the ground.
>"Don't do it!" somepony in the group calls up to her.
>You feel as if you lose your voice. You try to move your arms, but you're rooted to the spot.
>She places a hoof on the lip of the building, then leaps.
>You open your mouth to scream, but nothing comes out.
>Then, the world around you vanishes. You feel your body spasm as you open your eyes to the darkness of your room. Moonlight streams through your windows as you sit up in bed and feel the coolness of your apartment on your clammy skin. You place a hand to your forehead, trying to catch your breath.
>The fall colored mare in the covers beside you stirs and turns on a light.
>"Was it another bad dream?" she asks groggily.
>You remain quiet for a moment before returning a simple 'yeah.’
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
>You watch each minute tick by on the alarm clock, but sleep chooses to elude you for another night. You alternate between watching as the minutes tick ever closer to when the alarm will go off, signaling the beginning of another miserable day at the office. The weekend never seems to last long enough these days. Then, when the minutes ticking by only stresses you out, you roll over to watch the mare laying beside you gently rest.
>Her gentle features are always so at ease when she sleeps beside you. With the exception of the terrible bed-mane, if you could remember this moment in time, you would take a mental snapshot and store it away forever. In fact, on second thought, you’d keep the bed-mane too. Just to make the memory feel more authentic.
>But, then the nagging voice at the back of your head says that watching someone as they sleep is really creepy. Come on, Anon. Don’t be creepy.
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>>29129396
>So, you turn back over and let the cycle continue. Until, the alarm kicks in, as an overly cheery stallion announces his wacky morning greeting. The mare beside you begins to stir as you sit up in bed and dangle your feet off the edge.
>“Morning already?” Autumn says groggily. “Can I get five more minutes?”
>“Yeah. I’ll hit the shower first,” you say, hitting the snooze button. “Then it’ll be all yours.”
>She groans lightly, turns over, and passes right back out as you make your way to your bathroom. You flip on a light, close the door behind you as to not wake your marefriend, then examine yourself in the mirror.
>Life, right now, is absolutely perfect. Or at least, it should be.
>You remember a time when the biggest concern on your mind was that you didn’t know very many ponyfolk in this huge city. And now, you could argue that your problem is that you know too many. Or, at least, too many that clashed.
>Now, when you go to work, you have to see the heartbroken Fluttershy, who didn’t respect the wishes of your arrangement and came onto you. And when you walk out for work on your apartment, you check in with Mulberry every morning just to make sure she was even getting out of bed.
>"Well,” you mutter to yourself. “It looks like I'm ready to start my day. For better or worse."
>You give yourself a nice clean shave, hop through the shower, do your business, then before you know it, you hear a gentle tapping on the door behind you. You shudder for a moment, before Autumn peeks in.
>“Almost done in there?” she asks. “I just realized what day it was.”
>“Yeah,” you say, throwing a bath towel around your midsection. “It’s all yours”
>You step out of the bathroom and Autumn steps in beside you, grazing a hoof against your leg. An involuntary smile crosses your lips as you look back at her with a hungry look in your eye.
>“One of those mornings?” you ask deviously.

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>>29129405
>Autumn curls one edge of her lip before examining the damage of a night’s sleep on her mane.
>“I wish, but we have to get cleaned up. Soon. We’re not the only ones getting up early today, remember?” she says before turning on the shower. “I hope you left some hot water…”
>That’s when it hits you. Today is Mulberry’s first day back at her job. After the hospital and all the struggles of her personal life, she is finally heading back to the school to teach. There is only about four to six weeks of the school year left before they had Hearth’s Warming break, so hopefully the kids could take her seriously.
>“Right! Right. I remember. Alright. Should we take breakfast over?”
>“I took some of Saturday’s pancakes and wrapped them in the fridge,” she says before closing the bathroom door. “Now hurry up.”
>B-but. Those were your pancakes. Your mind wanders longingly to the single helping of pancakes in the fridge. On the other hand, this is for Berry, so you suppose you can make the exception.
>You throw on your slacks, white dress shirt, and your signature royal blue tie. Yes. Now you are complete. This is exactly what the doctor called for.
>Work phone? Check. Wallet? Check. Id Card? Check. Monthly subway pass? Check.
>You head into the kitchen, throw the pancakes in the microwave, then grab Autumn’s work clothes and set them by the bathroom door. At this point, there’s not much you can do but wait.
>You move to the window of your apartment and watch as the city traffic down below buzzes by in the light of the rising sun.
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>And all you can wonder is… how in the world do they do it? How can they live with all of the stressful, frantic pains of everyday life. You’re about to go to a job where you have to dodge glances with your personal secretary to avoid her having another crying fit. You’re about to check on your neighbor, who also professed her love for you after she was beaten by an ex-stallion friend. Who you also turned down, by the way. And now you’re dating one of her best friends.
>You’d think after you found the love of your life, that would be it with a nice fancy bow on top, but life continues to go on nonetheless. Heck, you suppose that’s the irony. Fairy tales just end with ‘Happily Ever After’, and most stories even tie up most of their loose ends. Life never is quite that simple.
>“Well don’t you look handsome?” says the mare as she leaves the bathroom. You turn your head to watch as a gentle steam wafting out of the door behind her. “What’s got you all pensive?”
>You pause to consider the way you want to answer her question, you bite your bottom lip as you look outside.
>“I guess I’m just worried a little about Berry. It’s a big day for her.”
>“Me too,” she says drying her mane with a towel. “But she’s a big filly now. We can only help her so much before she becomes dependent. She needs to get back on her own hooves.”
>“I know,” you murmur, but knowing doesn’t remove her face from your mind. You aren’t sure if you’ll be able to remove the memory of her anger and hurt. And you certainly can’t take back the tears you made.
>But this is what you wanted. You should be happy. Right?
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>You take a deep breath and knock on the apartment door in front of you. You look down at the plate of steaming pancakes in your hand, and think of the granola bar in your pocket.
>This has gotta be some sort of torture, or something.
>“Think she’ll get up?” you ask Autumn.
>She looks up at you with a look of concern that confirms you aren’t alone in your doubt.
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>“I want to believe she will.”
>A quiet moment passes standing outside your neighbor’s apartment. Yet, just as you wonder if you should suggest that she might not be awake yet, you hear a lock click and slide on the other side. The door opens a crack and you see an eye peer out into the hallway. Then, inch by inch, the amethyst mare with a jet-black mane comes into view. She even did her hair up into a tight little bun. You clear your throat and stand up straight.
>"Hey there neighbor! Heading for work?" you say cheerfully, holding out the tray of breakfast to you.
>“Breakfast is the most important meal of the day!” Autumn says.
>Mulberry smiles lightly and shakes her head.
>“Thanks you two, but I already had a piece of fruit. You don’t have to-”
>But then your mind cuts out the rest of the words because you have your beloved pancakes back. You grab the fork and instantly begin to shovel your face with Autumn’s cooking.
>Oh God it’s like heaven on Earth. Erm. Equestria. Whatever.
>“Anon!” Autumn raises her voice. “Those were for Berry!”
>“But,” you say in defense, “She said she ate. I got permission! You can’t stand between his pancakes. It’s just not right, Autumn.”
>Your eyes move to Berry, who seems to smile at the exchange of playful banter. After the hospital, you and Autumn agreed to keep the affection in front of her to a minimum. It’s just polite. And, well, it allows the three of you to still stay somewhat normal.
>“Well, are you ready?” Autumn asks. “Big day today.”
>“Yeah,” Berry says rubbing her hoof. “I think I’m ready to try and get back to something normal. And the kids won’t have to see me all bruised up and casted. This is good for everypony.”
>“Then, we have no time to lose,” you say. You quickly run back in your apartment, dump the plate in the sink, then rejoin the mares. The three of you walk to the elevator, hit the button, then step inside when the doors open.
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