Princess Flurry Heart

>>29834786
>rape

>>29834786
>punchable

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>>29834786
Anon, you have to wait till she's a filly.

Mind if I shill a really short Flurry Heart green I wrote way back?

>>29834848
Go for it.

>>29834848
do it m8...

>With the last gear in place, you set the balance spring in motion.
>You listen for a few seconds to the steady tick of the pocket watch.
"Finally. I got you working, you little bastard."
>You flip it around, and prepare to set the time, but something's wrong.
>The second hand is moving counterclockwise.
"Son of a-"
>"Uncle Anon?"
>You pull your head away from your desk's magnifying glass and rub your eyes as they readjust themselves to Flurry Heart.
>She stretches herself just so that her eyes are above your workstation.
"Yes?"
>"I'm ready for today's lesson."
"Is it already that time? Alright, well. Let's get started."
>You move your tools and little mechanical devices off to the side, making room for the young princess.
>Her eyes follow.
>"What are you working on?"
>You let out a sigh.
"Trying to get this stupid watch fixed."
>Flurry levitates the watch over to her.
>"This one?"
"Yes. That one."
>"Why is it going backwards?"
"Because I didn't fix it. Now come on. Pull up a chair. You're not doing your work on the ground."
>She grabs a chair for herself, and lays her supplies on the table.
>"What are we going over today?"
"We're still doing springs until you can get it."
>At the sound of the word springs, Flurry groans.
"I know, but I promise: once you understand this, we'll have some fun, and build a mini-catapult together. I'm sure you can bother your mother to Hell and back with it."
>"But I do understand it!"
"That's not what your homework says."
>"Fine."
"Okay, write this down. You have a box with a mass of five kilograms, and rest it onto a spring. The spring compresses from one meter to half a meter. What is the spring constant? Once you find that, tell me how much the spring will compress when there is an eight kilogram, a three kilogram, and a one kilogram box on the spring."
>Diligently, she works through the math, and once she solves those, you give her slightly more complex ones to tackle.

>>29834878

>With a little help and some hints, she manages them just fine.
>You could see the gears finally start turning inside her head, something you failed to see from the previous day.
>Though, in her defense, she had a lot on her mind at the moment with her dad.
>For her homework, you let her stay in your workshop.
>You give her a few springs of various materials and coiling, along with a weight and ruler
>Her task was to find the spring with the highest constant so that it can be used for the catapult.
>She argued that she didn't need to go through all that work, and could just measure which spring compressed the least.
>You told her that wasn't the fucking point.
>While she worked on that, you would work on fixing that watch.
>That is until she protested.
>"Anon, what are you doing?"
"Fixing this watch. What does it look like?"
>"Oh, okay."
"Are you wanting me to help you?"
>"No."
"Alright then."
>You bring the desk magnifying glass over the watch, and prepare your tools to start pulling out gears.
>"I just thought that the watch was pretty neat as it was. That's all."
"Well, you think it's neat. I think it's broken."
>There's a moment of silence.
>"So what are you going to do with it when you're done?"
"Put it on my dresser. Carry it around. Sell it. Hell, I don't know, Flurry. I'm just tinkering around with this stuff. Why? Are you wanting it?"
>She shrugs.
>"Maybe a little."
>You scoff.
"Alright, fine. I'll put the back piece back on, and you can have it."
>"Thanks, Anon."
>One by one, she examines the springs.
>As she does so, she tries to strike up a conversation with you.
>"Anon, you said that you used to be a nurse, or doctor, or..."
"Paramedic."
>"So, you saved lives?"
"Sometimes, yes. I kept people from dying."

>>29834884

>"Like sick ones?"
"Not really. I mean, yes, I picked up people who were sick, but my job revolved around getting people who had emergencies, like heart attacks, strokes, car accidents. Most of the ill people were already in the hospital."
>"So you don't know how to treat illnesses?"
"No."
>"But you're really smart. If the doctors here asked for your help, you could do it, right?"
"Look, Flurry. I don't know anything about how to make people not sick, alright? Why don't you go ask your aunt these damn questions?"
>Her ears fall back.
>Her gaze is locked onto the springs, but you can still see it in her eyes that you've struck a nerve.
"I'm...I'm sorry, Flurry. I shouldn't have said that. That wasn't an appropriate thing of me to say."
>"It's okay, Anon."
>Until she completed her work, the only sound you had listened to was the scratching of quill on parchment, and the ticking of a broken watch.
>"Here."
>She brings over her homework to you.
>You give it a cursory glance.
"Good job for today."
>"You didn't even go over it."
"I'm sure you did just fine."
>"Okay."
>As she packs her materials you remind her of her trinket.
"Hey, don't forget your watch."
>"Oh yeah."
>She levitates the watch to in front of her, and opens it up, watching the second hand tick by.
>"Anon, in your world, was there ever a way to go back in time?"
"I wish."
>"What would you have done if you could?"
"I would have responded to some of those calls a lot quicker."
>She closes the watch and tucks it away.
>"I wish I could go back and have a memory of dad before he got sick."
>You pull Flurry close to you and pet her head.
"I know."
>Her voice is breaking up.
>"You would have helped him if you could have, right, Anon?"
"Yeah. I would have done everything possible."
>You hear a sniffle.
>"Anon, what did you do when you couldn't save somepony?"
"Blamed myself. Blamed those around me. Cried sometimes. Just know that it's not your fault. These things happen."
>"Okay."

I've shilled this one before, so it may be something you've already read

>>29834884
>Are you wanting me to help you?
>Are you wanting it?
German detected.

I have a plush of her and I regret nothing

>>29835148
post pic