Flutters for Rarity:

by Ponyess

Rating: everyone
Tags: Rarity, Random, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Rainbow Dash, Romance, Fluttershy
Length: 1592

Apparently my friends had helped me building up my self-esteem, and in the process, something had changed. I had found Rarity. If I'm surprised, so are the rest of Ponyville

I had found friends in Pinkie Pie, Apple Jack, Twilight Sparkle, Rainbow Dash and Rarity. They had helped me with more than I dared hope for.

Then they helped me build up a self-esteem I thought I could never have had. I may have helped them with a few things, I could admit to this much.

In the end, I had found something more, Rarity. Is it too much to ask, but she seems to know me better than I had thought.

Published 2014-03-22 04:40:04 UTC
Last updated 2014-04-17 14:44:24 UTC

A New Day Aria: 2

I guess I had loved singing much more than I had dared to realise. Never had allowed me to see the light for what it was. I had been singing to myself, and for the Critters.

Can't scold myself for missing it, or for failing to see where it was leading me. What is done is done. I have to stay strong and be there for my charges, whenever they need me. It's my task in life.

Since the fateful day as I fell off of the cloud of Cloudsdale, I had been happy, caring for the critters. Now I had been singing most days. I may have been singing by myself, and only critters around. This one latest event had taught me, just how much I love singing.

A new scene had been built, where I can hide so that no pony see me as I sing. I guess I do enjoy the idea. Only then Rarity had created me a nice suit for the event.

When it had all been said and done, now maybe I could sing. Even if only for small crowds of friends, and Rarity, my rarity is still leading the show in the first place. Big Mac and the Tones was also with me. Now Rarity had given me something more than mere words and objects. Maybe this is part of why?

Actually, I had hidden the suit she made for me behind the scene, I only wear it, while we perform, but it allowed me to get a bit closer to the group, and a bit further from the scene, and all it represented. To a point, my suit looks very much like the once they wear, only with a few additions and changes in order to fit me and my situation.

I had also realised, I didn't just enjoy singing, but to do it with my friends, and with her made it all the more special to me.

The most enjoyable moments, that's when I had the chance to sing for just Rarity. I could hide behind a curtain, where only she knew I was singing, even if any other pony in the room, or close around would hear me.

Then it hit me, she apparently enjoyed it more than she had expected. What is striking, is how my singing had changed her mood, and how I had inspired her in her work as well.

Naturally, I always made sure to feed all the little critters, before I ventured into town. If I got into town, I made my best to make allowance for the event, singing for Rarity for at least half an hour. Knowing just how much she enjoyed it.

From time to time, I regretted we live so far apart, knowing she felt the same. Only it couldn't be helped, she had to be squarely in the middle of town, just as I had to be on the fringe of the forest. She had her customers in town, while my charges was living in the forest.

A Date with Rarity: 3

She had finally asked me out on a date, and had chosen a fancy place where we would be given more privacy. I know people would be looking, but her I could hide myself, if only for but the moment, or an hour or so.

Apparently, she had packed a basket, she now carried with her as she picked me up at my cottage. I had just finished serving breakfast to all the critters, so the timing is just like her.

“Good Morning, Flutter Shy!” she greeted me in her usual crisp tone.

“Good Morning, Rarity. Such a lovely morning!” I responded.

“That is exactly why it is a great opportunity for a Pick-nick, wouldn't you say, Flutter Shy?” Rarity responded.

“I am bound to agree. I take it, this is exactly why you packed the basket for the event?” I said, with a shy smile on my face.

“Yes, it is. I even asked Rainbow Dash, making sure it had been scheduled for sunshine today, and it was!” Rarity confirmed.

“Then we may as well be going!” I told her.

“Yes!” she merely responded, before she leads me out, and I follow her along the road, by her side.

This sure is a nice and shiny day, and now it was made better, just by looking at Rarity's smile. I guess it is on the contagious side, since I soon caught myself with smiling alongside her, as we moved further from my home.

For a long moment, I had nothing to say. Maybe it is in part, because I am a rather shy and reserved pony, but it felt as if there was more to it. On the other hoof, the scenery is such a serene one, I didn't want it spoiled or ruined by filling up the moment with pointless words.

Then it hit me, it is Rarity. It isn't so much that I rear speaking to her, if that had been the case, I wouldn't have been here with her. I guess you could say that it is a bit on the embarrassing side, as I imagine I'm blushing, just not sure, and I couldn't just ask.

“I figured you'd enjoy sharing this scenery with me. It is just adorable. So breathtaking words could spoil the instant?” she then suggested.

“You know how I love the nature, the forest and the paths, the ponds around here. I'm fortunate I happened to fall down to the ground just outside of Ponyville. And yes, it is one of these breathtaking moments you avoid speaking at length, just not to spoil it with your words!” I quietly responded.

Truthfully, it is how I felt, and something told, it is what she felt too, as if we did not need to say it, the other just knew before the words were spoken. Was this an illusion, or is it the bond between two Ponies who had known one another for a very long time. In the manner couples developed, if they were lucky?

“Certainly. This is the spot for a picnic. Just the two of us!” she chirped in an excited voice.

“Just the two of us, and no crowd. This is great. Just nature and wildlife in any direction, as far as the eye could see!” I responded ruefully, just enjoying the moment together with her.

Prologue is Magic: 1

Maybe this all started with the Hurricane for Cloudsdale, when Rainbow Dash was organising it. I was scared half to death, and hated it all. The spectacle, it was just numbing to me.

Only I had shown up, and made the first test flight to see how I measured up, and truth to be told, it sucked just as bad as I had expected, and they all knew it.

I had flown back home in tears. It had been just as bad as I knew it would, and I heard the voices. I had heard the voices from the past, my personal inner demons.

Only in the end, not only had I been practising and training for her event. I had shown up in the very last moment, knowing I could have done nothing. The first attempt had failed, staying just short of required wind speed. It had basically been a disaster, and was close to a complete failure.

Knowing Rainbow Dash, she couldn't give up, and a second attempt had been launched. She had been just short of going there this time too. Hope against all hope, I had made the leap for her in the very least moment, when she was just short of what was required. I had thought I had too little, and was too late, but something made me pull it all through.

Celebrations had ensued, and my friends were there for me, demonstrating the appreciation for me. Maybe this had shown me something.

Then Rarity had asked me to model for her, and reluctantly I had agreed. At least for a while, until too many were staring at me, and it got too much to bear. Then I had dropped it, with an explanation.

What came next, is a fund-raising for the pets, and once Big Macintosh more or lest lost his voice in a competition just the day before, I got pressed into voice acting. Mac still did feel the spot on the stage, which is why I accepted in the first place.

After this, there can one event after the other, before his voice finally had recovered. I had actually claimed the one final event, just because I had not been prepared for it to be the last time.

Maybe I shouldn't have, if I had known how it was to turn out. Only I had claimed it, because I love singing. It is that luck that finally betrayed me, as I tore down the curtains between me and the stage, where the Pony Tones were singing. I hadn't even really noticed what I did, before the public eye had burnt me down, as it were.

I had been singing a good part of the song, before I realised they saw me. That's when I froze, and the torment begun.

As painful as it had been, I'm still thankful they did follow me, and most of the mess was cleared up fairly quickly. Along the way, I guess I found Rarity, and this is how our relation suddenly changed into something more and deeper.