Your Shy Seduction

Well damn, aren't you a chooser? That's like Fluttershy suggesting you cuddle on the couch and watching something stupid like My Little Pony. Either that or you just really miss home. Or have a streak of narcissism for the true* master race.

With two hours until your dinner date, Fluttershy reluctantly agrees to the idea. You catch a small, sad edge to her voice, but shrug it off as sympathy. Equestria is your home now; who cares if you had a life, family, and people who loved you back home? You have miniature ponies as friends now, and that's all you need.

Fluttershy fluttered off your back and you two made your way to the theatre**. You bought your tickets, paid for snacks, and made your way to the showing post-haste. The two of you chatted during the loud advertisements before the movie as other ponies gathered inside and took their seats. After a few minutes, the lights dimmed and the movie began.

The movie started out simple enough. A few ponies were selected for some space exploration program, went into cryogenic sleep, and crash landed on some foreign planet. Basic sci-fi shtick. Two scientific mares led by a much more competent stallion with a romantic subplot developing since the moment they woke up. It reminded you of Earth's movies, but with the genders swapped. Instead of scientists, Earth would have dumb males who liked sports and scratched themselves whenever nobody was looking. Oh, and they were in movies too.

It was just like a movie from home, but with ponies. You absent-mindedly fondled your popcorn as you ate it, your tongue savoring the delicious butter and salt. Your hand brushed against something, causing poor Fluttershy to retreat from your peripherals. A shame, really. Your popcorn could use more butter. Oh well, at least you were enjoying the movie.

Well, you were. The humans in the movie initially treated the "silly talking ponies" with interest and intrigue, but their treatment began to worsen and worsen to the point of cruelty. Talk about assholes. It was like you were back in high school.

Fluttershy sniffed beside you, bringing you out of your thoughts. Turning around, you saw her face illuminated by the reflected picture's light. Tears dampened her cheeks as she wiped her eyes, a steady stream of pity flowing.

"F-Fluttershy?" you whisper, as to not disturb the other movie viewers. "What's wrong?"

Fluttershy wiped her muzzle. "W-why are they so mean? What could possibly drive humanity to be so mean to these kind ponies? What if they starved, or ponies poached in the past? Why do they resent us so much?!"

You couldn't help but snort. So naive, but it was part of what made her so adorable. Of course Fluttershy would worry more about the oppressive animal race than her own brethren. Well cry me a river... wait a minute.

Okay, enough with the puns. You shake your head clear and look at the clearly distressed mare. Only one thing to do in her time of need...

Comfort her.

Leave her be. It'll pass.