Chapter one: A Lovely Bath
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Fluttershy stepped out of her robes and dipped a hoof into her bath water.
“Lukewarm.” she frowned, turning one of the faucets and released a stream of hot water into the tub, Her bathroom mirror steaming up her bathroom mirror in only a few moments. She dipped her hoof in again and smiled. “Just right!”
Fluttershy turned off the faucet and even added a pinch of bath salts to the tub, mixing them in and releasing a pleasant peach aroma into the air.
She sighed as she slid down into the water, stopping as the water came to her neck and watched as her silky-pink made floated listlessly across the surface. She wiggled her hooves under the water and let out a slight giggle as the movement of her hooves caused the water to ripple and displace her strands of hair.
Fluttershy swished the water around some more, dissolving the remaining bath salts into the water and rested her head against the end of the tub; savoring the warmth of the water and the sweet smell of fresh peaches.
After relaxing in the water for a while, Fluttershy grabber her lufa from its holder and selected one of the soaps from the collection she had gotten from Rarity earlier that afternoon. Rarity had just gotten back from a trip to Canterlot and had returned with several gifts for her friends; mostly sweet smelling soaps and mane-care products, but Fluttershy was appreciative of them and now had three modest sized tubs of bath salts and several new soaps to try.
Fluttershy had selected a lavender soap and lathered up her lufa and began to spread the soap across her yellow fur. She ran the lufa across her bac- hooves, lifting them out of the water one by one and gently coated them in the flowery soap.
She put her hooves back into the water, which was now filling with milky clouds as the sopa washed away, and stood up. She brought the lufa against her thighs and haunches, coating her entire lower body in soap and moved to her lower back and fore-hooves; sighing again as the aroma from the soap overtook her senses and brought her visions of herself spinning in lavender fields. It was a lovely bath.
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After her bath, Fluttershy was feeling quite relaxed and decided it was time to get ready for bed. She slid into a pair of green-silk pajamas, another gift from Rarity, and looked them over in her bedroom mirror,. The pajamas clung tight to her form, not enough to make her uncomfortable but enough to accentuate the roundness of her flank and the curves of her mid-section. She blushed slightly as she caught herself looking at herself and turned her attention to her pet rabbit, Angel Bunny, who was sitting quietly in the corner having a carrot snack.
“What do you think, Angel?” She asked doing a slight model for her bunny friend “I kinda like them.”
Angel took a look from them and stuck his nose up in the air at them.
“Oh, do you not like the color?”
Angel didn't respond.
“Is it the fabric?”
Angel still didn't respond, and went back to eating his carrot.
Fluttershy examined her pajamas for any reason as to why her pet would dislike them. The fabric was of the more expensive silk Canterlot had to offer, the stitching was exquisite and professional, and they fit her form snugly and didn't bind in a single area. There wasn't a single thing wrong or defective about them; except for maybe one thing.
“Do you not like the bunny on them?”
On one of the back-hooves of the pajamas was a small white bunny stitched into the fabric in a rather cartoon-y fashion. Angel bunny stuck his tongue out in Fluttershy's direction.
“Silly bunny,” Fluttershy said trotting to her dresser. “That's not supposed to be you. That's just somebunny the designer stitched into the pajamas.”
Angel shrugged and finished his carrot and scampered up Fluttershy's bed and impatiently tapped the pillow.
“Just a minute, Angel.” Fluttershy said grabbing her hairbrush. “Mama's just gotta brush her hair and she'll be right to bed.”
Fluttershy quickly ran the brush through her mane and set it back on the dresser. She extinguished her bed-side lamp and gently remover her slippers at the foot of her bed and climbed under the covers.
Angel settled at a spot atop Fluttershy's pillow and snuggled against her as she slowly started to fade into dreamland.
“Goodnight Angel,” Fluttershy sighed. “Mamma loves you.”
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Sunlight poured into Fluttershy’s room. It was a cool, fresh light, that sent her mane into a shimmer as it fell across her face. The light brushed past her bed and fell across her dresser, scattering a thousand tiny rainbows across her room as the light refracted inside several bottles of perfume; yet another gift from Rarity.
When Fluttershy had finally opened her eyes to the dawn, the light seemed dull. The light shown but Fluttershy pulled her eyes away, aware of something out-of-place to the normal furnishings of her room. Angel wasn’t in bed anymore.
She sat up in bed, scanning the room for him. He wasn’t on the bed, or the rug below, or even in his pet bed in the corner of the room; the bedroom door, however, was slightly ajar. Fluttershy assumed he must have gotten impatient waiting for her to wake up and somehow managed to open the door by himself.
Fluttershy got out of bed, put her slippers on, and trotted downstairs to find Angel.As she descended the stairs a couple birds squeezed out of their houses hung over the stairwell and chirped good morning to her. As she reached the landing she was met with a similar chorus of animal chatter as all the squirrels and birds greeted her. Just about every animal in her house was awake and happy to see her; every one except Angel, which Fluttershy didn’t see anywhere inside her living room.
“Good morning dearies” Fluttershy greeted back as she trotted to a nearby birdhouse and looked inside. “I’ll feed you all in just a moment, I just need to find Angel first. He wasn’t upstairs when I woke up and-”
Flutterhsy felt a slight tug on her mane and looked down to see a chipmunk clutching a tuft of it in his claws.
“Oh hello there little guy.” Fluttershy knelt down. “[says somehting]?”
The chipmunk pointed down a hallway that lead into the kitchen and tried to pull Fluttershy by the mane in that direction.
