F***k It, I'm Yellow

by kittyhasnosoul

Rating: teen
Tags: Narcotics, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Comedy, Fluttershy, Profanity, Random
Length: 1101

Fluttershy gets the entirety of Ponyville high on ganja.

The saying is, "If you don't have anything good to say, don't say it.". Fluttershy has been told this all her life.

And she's tired of it.

Published 2020-01-14 22:40:02 UTC
Last updated 2020-01-14 22:40:02 UTC

Fuck You, Fuck You, Fuck You, Fuck You, Fuck All Of You

A pony was sat in her cottage, taking hits off a small, circular shaped glass pipe. The pipe had a greenish plant substance shoved in the end, paired with the lighter and the mouth of said pony on the other end.

*LOUD INHALE*

"You know what, Angel, I'm so fucking tired of everypony in this Celestia forsaken town."

*INHALE*

"Everyone is like, so one-dimensional. I'm the yellow quiet one, and Twilight is the purple smart one. Rainbow Dash is the blue annoying one. Why can't we just be ponies, Angel? It's like we're on a TV show for little girls who can't comprehend more than two characteristics in a pony."

Fluttershy took out a small baggy, filled with more marijuana, and placed it inside the pipe and continued to smoke it.

This was the time when Fluttershy was able to be herself. When she was just with Angel, her animals, and no world ending disaster where she ultimately played the smallest part at her hooves. Sure, she was the element of kindness. But inside, she felt like the element of Mary Jane.

The pipe spat some resiny goo into her mouth and she spit it out. Gross, she thought.

Suddenly, she got the idea to just let everything go. Fuck her friends, fuck her life. Fuck her persona of being the quiet, shy horse that everyone knew her to be. What if she just went out there, high as fuck, and gave everyone the hoof? What was the point of keeping her true self locked away in this tiny little cottage, only to close up and go back to being the pony everyone knew her to be when she left it? For the longest time, she just wanted to let loose, and she confided in her friends about this. Specifically, Rainbow Dash. That bitch.

"I don't know Fluttershy, I don't know if you were like, not quiet and stuff, it'd kind of set off the dynamic of our whole group. Like, we'd get a teen rating, and less people would watch. People would stop stocking our shit at Target, and a pony's gotta make due." She was sitting on a cloud, legs crossed, hands behind her head, like a twat.

Fluttershy wanted to beat the ever-loving shit out of that horse, right at that very moment. Nothing seemed more satisfying. But she sucked it up, went home, and pulled out more of the good kush.

Nothing seemed to make her happy anymore. Even the weed was loosing its charm. Maybe she needed new friends. Or maybe she just needed to make a few adjustments. Fuck if they gave her a M rating, she needed to be free. Maybe her and her friends could get a deal on adult swim or something.

Fluttershy went upstairs, took a nice, cold shower, washing her mane with her CBD horse shampoo and conditioner. She popped a CBD gummy, along with a healthy serving of brownies, and packed her bag. In her saddlebag, she packed multiple eighths and a few small pipes, along with more brownies, enough to share with the whole town. She was going to change this one dimensional world, and she was going to do it the best way she knew how: By getting everyone in Ponyville high as fuck.

She started out on her journey, walking out of her cottage and onto her stone walkway, checking the mail on her way out. Now, you see, weed was hard to come by in Equestria. The only people who knew of it were dragons and creatures outside of Equestria. She had to order it off the Dragon Black Market, which cost her a lot of bits. Maybe dragons just liked to scam ponies who needed their fix. So she took the extra amount of marijuana and stuffed it in her bag for later use.

Eventually she arrived in the center of Ponyville, pulled a milk carton out of her ass, and stood on it. She was already getting stares, with her blood-shot eyes and relaxed way of walking. Definitely out of character for Fluttershy.

Ponies watched in amazement for what she would say next. She pulled a pipe out of her bag, filled it, and lit it up. She took a nice, long drag, before beginning.

"AH-HEM," she coughed.

Confused, concerned mumbles from ponies began echoing all over the town. They all gathered near Fluttershy either in horror or amazement.

"Now, you all know me as Fluttershy, the quiet, yellow one. The one that is the element of kindness. The one that never gets any recognition. The one that likes animals. The one that is shy and helpless. The one that-"

"Get to the damn point!" Shouted a pony from the crowd.

"Just chill, man. What if I told you, I'm done with all of that shit? You see, I used to be all quiet and shit before I smoked this shit. It fucking changed my life. I never felt so free. The first time I took edibles I woke up the next morning naked in a lake with a hunky bear," she spoke, not in her usual hushed tone, but in an assertive, dominating voice.

"And I had a hell of a time. So I just wanted to say, FUCK YOU. Fuck you Rainbow Dash, who told me I couldn't be assertive for sake of continuity. FUCK YOU, Twilight Sparkle, for always getting all the attention. Seriously, we all did just as much work as she did, and SHE gets the damn princess title?

"Applejack, Pinkie and Rarity are actually pretty ok, but otherwise FUCK YOU. I am SO DAMN OVER this town. Just chill the fuck out and smoke some ganja once in a while."

Discord could be seen in the audience, smiling and clapping. "Word is, I was the bear," he said, to a random background pony.

"FUCK THIS TOWN. LET'S GET FUCKED UP! WHO'S WITH ME?"

She passed out pot brownies to everyone who wanted them, most of them being accepting, and the ones who didn't were shot on site. Within a few hours, everyone in Ponyville was high as fuck. It became a hippie commune, and everyone became inbred.

Legend has it, they kept their rating, just with a fair amount of censorship and bad English dubs, you know, to make all the lesbians "cousins".

Author's Note

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do not call the fbi i have never touched marijuana as far as you know i dont even know what it is what is it again