The Key To High School
Green-Eyed Rainbow
Previous ChapterNext ChapterA few hours later in the Cafeteria, Rainbow Dash, Fluttershy and Bruno were having lunch together. “Fluttershy?”
“Yes Bruno?”
“I need a favor....”
“What is it?”
Is it true you modeled a while back?”
“Yes. I did.”
“I was wondering if you were free after school. I have a modeling gig today. My partner just canceled. Would you mind filling in for her? My agent wants to meet you but you don't have to walk for him or anything since its such short notice.”
Fluttershy took a deep breath. “I don't know Bruno. When I was model, I didn't like it. It was very hard for me to have all those ponies staring at me.”
Bruno smiled. “Fluttershy its a photo shoot. Nobody but you,me and my agent Ben.”
“Really? Is..Ben..mean?”
Bruno laughed. “Ben doesn't have a mean bone in his body!”
Fluttershy hid behind her mane. “Well I guess I could..try...”
The rottweiler hugged her tightly. “Thank you so much! Trust me I'll make sure it's not too nerve wracking for you.”
“Wait just a minute!”
“What is it Rainbow?”asked Fluttershy timidly.
“DO I GET A SAY IN THIS?!”
“Rainbow there's no need to shout.”
“Maybe there is Fluttershy! Because apparently I don't get to say whether I'm comfortable with you being groped by this meat-eating “friend” of yours!”
Fluttershy's eyes narrowed. “Excuse me?! Are you saying I would let Bruno put his paws on me while I am clearly your marefriend?!”
Then something terrifying happened. Fluttershy used THE STARE! Rainbow Dash began stuttering under the supreme power of THE STARE! “B-B-But-I-...You...H-Him....” The yellow Pegasus turned up THE STARE. Rainbow Dash grinned sheepishly . “Have a good time!”
The whole lunchroom was staring at their table, until Fluttershy stared them down. Then every head turned the other way, shivering at the thought of her frosty stare.
After school Fluttershy said goodbye to Rainbow Dash and followed Bruno to an ice-blue building in the center of town. “Here we are! Blizzard Models Incorporated!” said Bruno cheerfully. Fluttershy hid behind her mane,feeling intimidated by the structure's large size.
“Nothing to be afraid of Pappy, I promise.” said Bruno with a gentle smile.
The rottweiler walked with Fluttershy behind him.
The inside of Blizzard Models was white, chic, and modern. A small Yorkie-German Shepard mix sat a large desk littered with papers,talking into a silver headset. He wore sea-foam green sweater and a shell necklace. “Blizzard Models Incorporated, How can I help you? Yes we need the fabric by Sunday. Can you do that? Great! I'll let him know! Bye!”
After the little dog pushed a button with his paw on his headset, he noticed Bruno and Fluttershy. “Oh hi! Bruno is this the model you mentioned?”
“Yes Willy. Fluttershy this is my brother Willy, he is Ben's secretary.”
“N-Nice to meet you.” Fluttershy felt a bit uncomfortable with the tiny dog's large brown eyes on her.
Bruno gave her a worried glance then turned to Willy. “Is Ben ready for us?”
“Let me check. Ben? Bruno and his friend are here! Should I send them in? Yes? Ok! Will do!”
“Thanks Willy! See you at dinner!”
Bruno took Fluttershy's hoof and led her to an outdoor studio. It was a tiny beach! With white sand and a large saltwater wave pool. Sitting on a lounge chair fiddling with a large camera was an Old English Sheepdog wearing a black v-neck t-shirt with a gold owl necklace and red sunglasses. “Ben?” The dog stopped playing with the camera and lifted up his glasses. “Bruno? Bruno! Fabulous! I was so worried you would cancel on me! It's been a mad house all day! I was just waiting for another thing to go wrong! But thank goodness you are here!” said Ben in his bubbly British accent. He shuffled over to hug Bruno, then noticed Fluttershy. “Oh my..Forgive me dear. With me being in such a tizzy this afternoon I seem to have forgotten my manners. I am Ben Truffle, founder, and head photographer of Blizzard Models Incorporated. And you are?”
The yellow mare hid behind her mane. Bruno answered instead. “This is my friend Fluttershy. What do you think?”
Ben smiled kindly. “Oh Bruno, She is perfect! Beyond perfect really. How is she behind the camera?”
“The camera loves her Ben.”
The Sheepdog grinned. “Wonderful! Shall we begin?”
Fluttershy was nervous about modeling again. Bruno said it was a one time thing but she was still worried that it wasn't. Ben was very nice though. The Sheepdog's heart was as big as his camera. Bruno was dressed in a red bathing suit with a black dragon on the side blowing blue fire down the leg. The Pegasus herself wore a pink one-piece with a white dove on it. Fluttershy felt a bit exposed with the low-neckline.
Ben had finished setting up his equipment. “Alright my dear models it's go time!”
Bruno grinned nervously. “Ready Paps?”
“Kind of.”
Bruno took Fluttershy's hoof and gave it a reassuring squeeze. “It's gonna be fine, I promise.”
Ben was now in Artist-Mode. “Bruno grab her waist, hold her in a dip. Fluttershy, I want you to look nervous and bite your lip. I need summer romance you two!”
Bruno blushed and did as Ben asked. Fluttershy felt safe in Bruno's muscular arms. She looked into his eyes and tried to picture Rainbow Dash's eyes instead of the rottweiler's brown ones. It worked wonders. “Oh my good gargoyles , I felt sparks! Now both of you get in the water.” The two models waded into the warm salty, pool. “Good, good! Bruno put your face kissing distance from Fluttershy's. Fluttershy, put your forelegs around Bruno's neck. Fabulous! There is chemistry going on at the beach!”
After Ben had put Bruno and Fluttershy in a bunch of romantic poses, it was time to leave the studio. “You my dear are wonderful at modeling! I could use someone like you.” said Ben to Fluttershy.
“Oh..well you see Mr. Truffle..I did this as a favor to Bruno. I don't model anymore. It was too much for me. But thank you for the offer.”
“I can respect that Fluttershy. But thank you so much for helping out today. You are a beautiful mare. Would you and Bruno let me buy you dinner?”
Fluttershy blushed. “Oh thank you Mr.Truffle. Um..dinner..I guess so..”
“Splendid! Please call me Ben! Mr. Truffle sounds so silly.”
“Um..okay..Ben”
