Aftermath

  Fluttershy, the mare of my dreams, was resting on top of me, gently snoring adorably with undefined cuteness. Her pink mane and tail spread out all across me and the bed like pink, soft vines. Her warm breath blowing across my bare chest like a gentle breeze and her limbs and wings latched onto me like a little filly holding onto her plushy doll to feel the sense of security. To put it a little more bluntly, she looked like a peaceful, sleeping filly, sent down to me by heavenly Angels.

  It’s been at least three months since I lost my memories, but I definitely made the right choice to stay. I can’t imagine living without and leaving Fluttershy forever and be alone for the rest of our natural lives. She held my heart, and I held hers, treating it with great care and feeding it nothing but love and attention it deserves.

  Love is like a tiny seed, and with time and care, it’ll bloom in a gentle, fragile flower, and right now, as far as I know, I think our little seed grew into a sapling, small leaves sprouting from its stem, a cocoon of peddles slowly and gradually growing at the very top. I feel like a poet, now. Come to think of it, Trust might make more sense than Love; it takes time and patients to build trust with someone, and with one swift move, the small flower can be trampled down and crushed like a defenceless Ant.

  Sorry, I didn’t mean to ramble on like that. My mind wonders when there’s nothing to do.

  I had my arms wrapped around her protectively while I gently caressed her mane to keep her comfortable in her sleep. I laid my head back on the pillow and stared at the ceiling in silence, just enjoying the comfortable calmness of everything around me. I could hear the chorus of birds singing their little songs outside, as well as the chickens and a few of the scurrying squirrels and other furry animals. The room itself looked calm; the hard wood flooring and walls, as well as the simple furniture laying around in silence. It was a quaint little cottage home, perfect for my little angel.

  I closed my eyes to try and get a little more rest, but Mr Rooster had other plans, as he called out his signature call of the early morning rise.

  Fluttershy stirred lightly with a little coo on top of me. She lifts her hoof up to her face and rubbed her eyes with a tired moan. I smiled and gently ran my hand across her forehead, pulling away strands of pink mane from her face. She looked up at me and smiled warmly with a tired gaze.

  She crawled closer to my face while dragging her warm body on me. She leans in and plants her soft lips onto mine for a moment, then rests her head on the crook of my neck with a little nuzzle.

  “Good morning, Winter.” She greets in her quiet, yet lovely voice.

  “Good morning, sunshine.” I replied and hugged her with a little nuzzle on top of her head.

  She giggles quietly and started kissing my neck, turning the tables around as I started chuckling, trying to keep myself quiet as best as I could. Fighting back, I slip my hands under her wings and started wigging my index, middle and ring fingers, quickly turning the table back around. She stops pecking my neck as she tried to stifle her throaty giggles as well as covering her muzzle with her hooves. Before I knew it, she starts laughing out with a few giggles, squirming around on me to try and escape my grasp.

  I slowly stop my assault. She pants on top of me, her limbs splayed out as she rests to try and recover from her assault of her loving, tickle monster.

  As she recovered, she looked at me with her big, beautiful, teal eyes, leans in and starts gently kissing me. I kindly return the kiss as I rewrap my arms around her to feel more of her soft coat and warmth. We made out for quite some time in silence, wet lips smacking one another, as well as groans and moans echoed throughout the small room.

  We separate and looked at one another, than she speaks up, “You’re my everything, Winter.”

  “As you are to me, my little angel.” I quickly pecked her on the nose.

  She giggles, but suddenly stops, her body getting a little ridged, “Oh… o-oh my…” She said nervously, her body getting gradually warm.

  I loosened my grip on her body, setting my hands on her sides, “S-sorry, Shy.” My package suddenly and unintentionally throbbed a little onto her stomach, and instantly felt my cheeks heat up with a little wince. “I r-really can’t help it… s-settle it down some times.” I looked away from her, a little shameful of myself.

  “Oh, no! I-it’s okay, Winter!” she quickly shot back and tightened her embrace around me, sandwiching my manhood between us. “It… it’s actually… very flattering.” She nuzzled my neck lovingly, almost desperately.

  I rewrap my arms around her again, but still felt the heat on my cheeks, “Well, you really are a very cute and a pretty mare, Shy.” I replied and kissed the top of her head.

  She giggled, “And you’re my really handsome and brave Guardian Angel.” She said back and pecked my neck. I lightly chuckled at her affection. Then the rest of at least ten minutes was spent in awkward silence. She squirms around on top of me, “It’s… really warm and… hard…” she commented, seemingly feeling out my morning wood.

  “Y-yeah… how else would it erect?” I said.

  She looked at me, “What? How does it do it work, than?” she asked, curiosity written in her expression.

  I raised an eyebrow, “How does Stallions work?” I asked back.

  She squeaked with a blush and fidgeted around on me, while setting her hooves in front of her, trying to hide her flushed face. “Well… their… privet parts come out of their sheath when they want it to, at will…” she answered timidly.

  “Well… ours work pretty much on their own but can be tamed them with some practice, and… well, erect by pumping blood into ‘em like a water balloon.” I answered back a little timidly.

  She stared at me in astonishment, and wonder, “Wow… interesting.” She said and rested down her chin on me again. “Well… to be honest, Winter. I-I think I’m not really, ready to… do it just yet.” She closed her eyes, “B-but…”

  I gently stroked her cheek, “Hey, hey. It’s okay, Shy. No need to rush it. You can take your time.” I tried to assure her as she looked at me. “I can wait as long as you need me to. I’m very patient, don’t worry.” I said before I pecked her on the lips. “Take your time. There’s no rush.”

  She looked at me for a few moments more before resting her head back down on me, “Well… I-I hope you won’t have to wait for too long.” She started rubbing her warm barrel from side to side and in circular motions, causing me to wince in pleasure, fighting back a groan that tried to escape my throat. As she continued, I peeked at her with one eye; she had a small, timid smile on her while her cheeks were red as an apple, looking to the side of the bed while still facing me.

  I closed my eye and tightened my embrace, “T-take y-your time,” I groaned in pleasure, “Shy.” I leaned down and nuzzled the side of her head, smelling her sweet mane and trying to keep myself from returning the favor.

  She giggled, and returned nuzzling me in kind, “D-does it feel… g-good?” she asked curiously with uncertainty in her voice. I nodded without a word. “W-well… I-I… guess, I can try do this, to… you know…” she started slowly sliding up and down her body on me a little shakily and tried to hide behind her fore hooves, “R-relieve you, a little.”

  I started panting a little through my nose, as the pressure slowly built up inside of me, begging for release onto our stomachs.

  She slowly stops, giving me a chance to take my breath, “A-are you okay?” she asked. I slowly opened my eyes to look at her and lightly nodded. “Um… can…” she played around with her hooves a little cutely, “C-can I… s-see it?” she asked, her face seemingly getting brighter.

  “Ah… sure.” I answered nervously, not knowing if she’ll reject me or not, but we won’t find out the answer any other way, will we? Well, unless I draw it out on a piece of paper, but I’m not that great an artist, I’m good, but not great. Maybe I should pick up drawing again? Ugh, we’re getting out of topic here.

  She seemed to brighten up at that, and gently got off me. We both looked down and saw half of my rock hard dick was poking out of my shorts. I pulled down the rest of my shorts as it raised itself up like a proud flag pole. I don’t know why, but I could just here a chorus of dramatic music playing out right now, like a behemoth rising up to the sky, towering over the primitive life forms.

  “O-oh my…” she leaned in to get a better look at it, “It looks different from a Stallion’s… and… big…” She lightly gulped and sniffed it, “Smells…” She nearly touches the tip of her nose on the head of my dick and took a long, good whiff with closed eyes. “Smells… really nice…” she said in a sultry voice. She looked at me, her face still flushed, “Um… can I… l-lick?” she asked.

  “Uh… go ahead,” I answered, still trying to recover from my mental fireworks and a sense of sweet, relieving approval from her.

  She slowly opened her mouth and took out her wet tongue. She gently took a taste of my shaft, causing a light shiver to go up my spine and took her tongue back, moving it around her mouth in thought. She smacked her lips with a little gulp and leaned in again. She slowly started licking it like it was a lollypop or a popsicle, as she moved a little closer, throwing over her hooves and resting them on my groin area and lap. It kind of reminded me of a mother cat cleaning their kittens, but it was kind of hard to think straight with her tenderly licking the side of my dick sensually with her eyes closed.

  She leans back with a flushed face, I didn’t know if it was caused by her timid nature, or from arousal, but both most likely. She lightly smacks her lips and looked at me, “S-sorry, but It just tasted a little salty and… I-I couldn’t help myself.” She apologized, and it seemed she was trying to keep herself from continuing her tender licking.

  “N-no, it’s okay, Shy.” I assured her with a little wave as I panted and laid back on the pillow, the thumping of my heart audible in my ears.

  She brightened up with a smile, “Really!? Um… so, can I?” I nodded with a smile. She leaned in once more and continued licking my manhood with little curled up lips. After a moment, she opened her eyes and looked at the head of my dick thoughtfully. After a minute a minute or two, she leaned up and licked curiously. I winced and clenched the bed sheets with white knuckles while grunting. She quickly leaned away with an urgent expression, “I’m so sorry, Winter! I didn’t mean to-I didn’t…!” she apologized, fearing the worst.

  I let out a breath and rest my left hand on her head, assuring her with a little rub, “No, no, it didn’t hurt, Shy. It just felt good. But can you warn me next time?” I asked as I slowly recovered from the blissful shock.

  “Ar… a-are you sure?” she said uncertainly.

  I nodded, “Yes, I’m just fine, Shy.” I replied and continued panting.

  “Well… will you tell me if you’re uncomfortable about something?” she asked, now leaning against my hand for more assuring comfort.

  “Of course, Shy. I promise.” I answered and laid my head back on the pillow.

  With a small smile, she leaned back in with a flush of red and continued to lap up my still, very stiff, manhood. She then took out more of her tongue and wrapped most of it on my dick like a wet, warm cloth, seemingly experimenting how she could take more of my dick. She looked at me with her adorable eyes, and I nod once in approval to let her know I was okay.

   She moaned as she dragged her tongue up my shaft and wrapped it around the head for a moment before she gave it a tender, gentle kiss. I groaned and reached out to her and massaged her ear in thanks.

  She giggled and leaned on my hand with a flushed face, “You’re a fast learner, Shy. You’re doing very good.”

  “R-really?” she shied away within her mane with a small smile.

  “Really.”

  She smiled a little more and nuzzles my bare leg, “Well… thank you, Winter.” She said before presuming to tenderly lick and kiss my dick with a blush, experimenting with a few more things.

  The room was silent, but echoed with wet smacks and smooches, countered with light groans and moans from both Fluttershy and I. I looked down at her and saw she had her eyes closed, while swirling the head of my dick with her tongue slowly as I instructed her to do when she asked and pretty much nearly had half of her body resting on me, her fore hooves wrapped around my groin area. The look on her flushed face and the occasional moans and coos, might have indicated she was enjoying herself on what she was doing. Her warm, wet tongue and lips were heaven, sending out light and tingling shocks of pleasure through my spine and up to my brain. Whenever my dick oozes out my homemade lube, she licks and suckles at my head with a moan, lapping up every last drop of pre.

  After a moment, she repositions herself, now resting on her side, her hind legs neatly folded close to my shoulder. She positions part of her chest on me and continued to do her job in a different position.

  Not wanting to get all the fun, I lightly tapped her on the back. She looks back at me while licking her lips, “Y-yes?”

  “Do you want me to give you a little massage while you do it?” I asked.

  “Oh… okay…” she brightens for a moment, but shrinks back down with a shy smile, “O-only if you want, that is.”

  I smiled back, “Not a trouble, Shy.” I answered and lightly pat on my chest, “I-if you don’t mind, Shy… I really can’t properly tend to you on this position.” her teal eyes widen, as well as her face burning red, “I promise, I won’t do any funny things.” I held up my hands, “I cross my heart, and hope to fly. Stick a cupcake in my eye.” I did the whole motion of the ‘Pinkie Promise’. “I won’t do anything, unless you give me permission to.” I assured her.

  “O-okay.” She answered, still holding onto her apple face. She started positioning herself on top of me nervously, not exactly know where to put herself, but once she settled down she got herself comfortable, covering herself with her tail, I started gently massaging her sides. Once she got used to it, she presumed to blow me.

  I ran my hands from her stomach and arched them up to her side tenderly, trying my best not to linger my eyes onto her covered up privet parts. As I massaged her, trying my best not to get distracted by her blowing me out, I could smell her musky, primal feminine scent overloading my already overwhelmed brain. The scent was causing my brain to get excited wildly, her coat and feathers felt more comfortable then before and her body looked more appetizing.

  I moved on just under her folded wings and closed my eyes, hopping to keep my focus on massaging her body. She giggled and stirred on top of me while pressing down the lower part of her body on me, and that’s when I felt her nipples of her teats grazing my chest, further arousing me.

  She raises a little, earning me to open my eyes and as she looked back at me, “Um… can you, maybe… d-do my flanks, next?” she asked with a hopeful smile. I nod once and moved my hands down to her warm, soft, plushy yellow plot I barely touch without her approval... well, sometimes, anyways. I respected her too much to do whatever I want to do with her to just satisfy my thirst. She cooed and leaned her head back for a moment before going back down and suck my dick.

  I made sure to loosen her tense flanks and thighs, causing her to arch her back on me, accidentally showing a glimpse of her marehood to me by raising her tail a few inches and grazing her hard nipples on me again. As she did so, a wall of her musky scent was released to me, driving me to dig my fingers and thumbs just a tag deeper into her flanks as I smelled her intoxicating marehood.

  She whimpered in delight with her lips wrapped around the head of my dick. She sucked it and put quarter of my manhood into her warm and welcoming mouth, her tongue massaging and groping the head, begging for more pre to come out.

  As we continued our thing, she might have figured out a pattern between us. If she sucked and put just a little more of my manhood into her mouth, I respond by giving her flanks and thighs a gentle squeeze. After or during she does, I sometimes circle my thumbs onto her Cutie Marks, her skin a little sensitive on that area, causing the shy mare to coo or moan in delight and flex the muscles on her hind legs.

  “Note to self,” I thought and groaned as Fluttershy sucked my dick a little harder, causing me to squeeze her soft flanks, enticing a moan to escape from her, “she likes her flanks being squeezed like stress balls.” I smirked a little and continued massaging them, just enjoying how soft and warm they were and the occasional release of her primal, feminine scent.

  I ran my hands down her legs, stopping at her knees and ran them back up to her Cutie Marks, enticing a light moan and a shudder to escape her. As I continued massaging her, she stopped blowing me and seemed at thought for a few moments before she cleared her throat.

  I stopped, “Yes, Shy?” I tilt my head to try and see her face.

  “U-um… can… um, can y-you…” she fidgeted a little and breathed on my groin, “Um… o-only if you want, that is… uh, c-can y-you…” she continued to stutter and lightly shook her head to herself. “Oh, n-never mind…”

  I reached out and gently rubbed her side to assure the nervous mare, “It’s okay to tell me anything, Shy. I promise I won’t think any less of you or laugh.”

  Fluttershy looked back at me, examining my smiling face for any breaks, but I stood to my word. She took a few breaths to calm herself down, taking her time before she slowly raised her rump and moved aside her pink tail, showing off her somewhat wet marehood to me. “C-can you… p-please?” she squeaked out.

  I looked at her, “Are you sure? I’m not forcing you.” I asked, making sure she made the right choice for herself.

  She was quiet for a moment before she shakily nods, “Yes, Winter.” She looks back at me with a small smile and a blush going across her face, “I know you won’t hurt me on purpose. So… i-if you don’t mind that is… um…”

  I smiled, “It’s no trouble at all, Shy. I’ll be gentle.” I answered and looked and her marehood. It was a little puffy and flushed lightly just like her face, her little pink clit poking out of its little fleshy hood.

  So, I continued massaging her flanks to loosen up the tension a little to calm her down, and slowly leaned in and gently licked up one of her puffy lips, massaging it with my tongue. My taste buds went wild from her unique, somewhat salty taste like she went out for a morning jog. She clenched her flanks and hugged my hips for dear life with a little whimper as she pressed her muzzle right beside my dick, her cheek brushing against it.

  I looked at her, “Should I continue?” I asked, making sure she was okay before I went any further. She nods as her hot breath coated my ball sack.

  I leaned back in to her neither and licked up her other lip tenderly, and continued to motion. Her gentle moans were pure heavenly music to my ears. I then licked up, coating her whole marehood with my saliva and plant a gentle kiss onto her quivering lips. She moaned and took the head of my penis into her mouth to return the favor.

  I continued doing the motion for a dozen more times, but decided to change it a little after fifteen. I gently pushed in my tongue just an inch into her inner fleshy lips, separating them and made circles with my tongue onto her inner pink, fleshy, wet Velva and squeezed her flanks in the process, enticing her to coo in pleasure.

  When I accidentally grazed her throbbing clit, she released a high pitched squeak, her body goes rigged and her little flower gushes out more fluids.

  I quickly leaned back and released her flanks, “So, so sorry, Shy! I didn’t mean to do that!” I apologized frantically, as she laid on me with a quivering body. Once her little tremors stopped, she took a breather, her hot breath coating my still hard manhood. She then hugged my dick, unintentionally making it throb on her warm, furry cheek.

  “It’s okay…” she quietly spoke, just above a whisper and looked back at me with a flush face, a small smile curling onto her lips. “Please… k-keep going? I-if you don’t, at least.” She said and shied away adorably but had somewhat looked back at me hopefully.

  A wave of relief washed over me as I lightly sighed. I gently place my hands back onto her sweet flanks, “As you wish.” I said and leaned back into her marehood.

  I experimented a little by stroking her flanks up the same time I licked up, and doing the same back down but a little softer, earning me a tender kiss and a lick to my manhood from her. I moved onto opening my mouth onto her whole pussy and used my tongue to massage her outer and inner folds, as well as gently rubbing against her swollen clit and squeezing her flanks. She starts panting and moaning as she starts licking and sucking on my dick a little more sloppily, using her lips to try and massage the head. The mental image of her alone was beyond hot. I then leaned down and started lightly suckling and pressing on her love button, licked up her pussy and moving right back to her clit while I tenderized her flanks with gentle squeezing and rubbing. By this point, she was desperately trying to pleasure me back by putting a little more than third of my dick into her mouth, sucking and massaging the head every time she bobbed her head up with wet suckling sounds and moaning coming along with it. To put it more simply, we were driving each other over the edge pretty quickly.

  I was unintentionally prodding the back of her mouth as she drove her marehood onto my face to try and ride my tongue with little whimpers and squeaks.

  When I felt pressure growing within my groin, I replaced my tongue for my right thumb onto her clit, earning a little squeak from her, “S-Shy, Ugh… I-I’m not going to-huh… last m-much longer!” I grunted with a wince as she sucked my dick a little harder, causing me to squeeze her left cheek and press and graze my thumb onto her clit. She moaned onto my dick and started bobbing her head a little faster, wet suckling and gentle moaning emanating from her.

  When she continued to blow me a little more urgently, almost desperately like a mare deprived of thirst. I dove back in to return the gesture in kind.

  I used my right index and middle fingers to assault her love button while I mercilessly massaged her pink, inner lips with my tongue, as I continued to squeeze and rub her flank with my free hand. In return, I was earned with blissful cooing from her and loving kisses and suckling on the head of my manhood.

  Before I knew it, her whole body tensed with quivering muscles and sounded out a throaty squeak, but then she practically sucked the blood from my groin area, somewhat painfully forcing the blood to gather in my manhood, intensifying my sensitivity. So I blew my load into her welcoming, warm mouth. I finally felt bliss wash over me, but sharing it with her made it infinitely times better.

  After feeling heaven for an eternity with my marefriend, I was brought back to the room, panting like I ran a marathon around Ponyville. I slowly opened my eyes, but quickly shut them back when the light blinded me. Soon after, I felt a rising and falling body on top of me with a warm coat. It took a moment for me to realize it was Fluttershy, also basking in the afterglow of bliss.

  I gently pat her flank, “Are… a-are you okay?” I asked and placed a hand on my face to cover my eyes from the light but felt some type of wet, warm fluid across my face, “What the?” I murmured and looked at my hand with squinting eyes.

  Fluttershy coos and hugged my body with her limbs, as she rubbed her cheek against my groin, but suddenly stopped, “O-oh my.” She said.

  I looked down at her with one eye closed, “Are you okay?” I asked once more as I rubbed her flank with my dry hand.

  She hesitated to look back for a few moments, but once she did, I was surprised to see her face covered by strands of semen, some drooling down from her mouth. She smiled shyly at me with flushed cheeks and a little giggle escaped her, “Oh… um… s-sorry.” She apologized and licked her lips to draw in my home-made cream.

  I raised an eyebrow, “What for?” I asked.

  She squeaked but shakily pointed at my face, “Y-your… f-face.” She started to hyperventilate, but before I could do anything to calm her down, her ears perked up and quickly repositioned herself to face me, still resting on top of me, “I-I’ll clean it for you!” she said as she madly blushed and leaned into my face with her tongue out.

  Her licking my face was surprising and hot at the same time, almost like a loyal, playful dog, but more sensual and intimate, so I hugged her as I smiled with little chuckles. Once she heard my chuckling, she curled her lips a little and continued licking me.

  When she finished and leaned back to look at me, she searched out for more of her juices that was left on my face. She tucked her fore hooves to her front, trying to hide her cum covered face from me, “I-I’m so sorry, W-Winter.” She murmured and her body started to shake.

  I wrap my right arm around her rump without placing my hand on her and pulled her closer to me as I smiled at her adorable, flushed face, “No need to apologize, Shy. I’m not mad or upset with you, and I never will.” I reached up and started massaging one of her ears, earning a small smile from her, “I should be thanking you for the pleasure you given me.” I said.

  Her small smile widened and pecked me on the lips, “I had fun too.” She whispered.

  As we cuddled together, sharing warmth from one another, she wipes her left cheek with her wrist and starts licking my semen off, cleaning her hoof. When I chuckled, she squeaked and tried to hide behind her pink mane. I gently brush aside her mane with a smile, “Shy, you don’t need to be embarrassed with just you and me alone.” I kissed the top of her head as she looked up at me, “We are together, are we not?”

  She smiles at me and cuddled a little closer to me, “Of course we’re together.” she replied and she started kissing me gently, her soft, tender lips massaging my own as I did with her. We were getting a little good at it too; three months of kissing can do that to yah.

  After our little make session, she went right back on cleaning herself and licking off my semen, not missing a single speck from her coat and hooves. I look at my still wet hand and stuck my index and middle finger into my mouth. With a little hum, I started cleaning the wet parts of my hand a little more eagerly.

  I finished cleaning my hand first, and when I glanced at the shy mare, she was looking at me with her big eyes, seemingly watching me while she continued licking her hoof with a little blush. She gently smacked her lips and nervously shifted around on top of me.

  “Um…” she started, her face now turning the same shade as her mane. “Does… d-did I… um-did it taste…” she mumbled timidly.

  “You tasted amazing.” I said and pecked the tip of her nose, making the blushing mare squeak like a little startled mice. I lightly chuckled and nuzzled into her sweet scented mane, pulling her a little closer as I did. “You taste and smell amazing. You’re the most beautiful mare I ever laid eyes on and that will never change, Shy.” I kissed the top of her head.

  She looks up at me with a cheeky smile, “I love you too.” She whispered and kissed me with closed eyes. I return the kiss in kind, basking in the passion and love like a standing flower in a middle of a meadow on a clear sunny day.

  An hour or so later, I went out to go see what mail she got in her mailbox, or if there’s any that is. I round the little box, opened it and leaned down to look in… empty.

  I sighed and closed the lid, “Nothing today.” And right after I said that, I heard a yell coming from above.

  “Look out bellow!” A second later, I was on the ground, face down in a heap with a groan. The pony on top of me groaned as well, but felt her sit up on me, “Ow…” she simply said with a little whine.

  “Ow, indeed.” I said with a raspy voice and coughed with a puff of dirt.

  With a yelp, the pony got off of me, “I’m sorry-I’m sorry-!” she repeated as I got myself onto my hands and knees, the pony helping me. “I just don’t know what went wrong.” She said as she helped me sit up on my knees.

  I rub my face for a moment before I looked at the mare; a grey Pegasus with blond mane and tail, and golden eyes. And that’s another thing I noticed, her eyes were a little out of sync, one was looking directly at me, while the other was looking down at my shirt and brushing it with her hooves to get me clean.

  I lightly chuckle and got myself up, “It’s okay, no harm done.” I said to the adorable looking mare.

  She smiles sheepishly and pawed at the ground while trying to hide her right eye behind her mane, “So… um…” she tried to speak, but failed.

  With a little chuckle, I pet her mane, “No need to be embarrassed.” I said and drew some of her mane to the side to look at her eyes, “What’s your name?” I asked with a smile.

  She smiles back as she looked up at me, “Ditzy… Ditzy Doo.” She answered a little more happily, her tail starting to gently wag, to and fro.

  I take my hand back, “Good morning, Ditzy. My name’s Winter. Winternight.” I look at her side, a large, gray, full saddlebag strapped around her barrel. “Are you the Mail mare?” I asked as I put my hands in my pocket.

  Her smile widens and nods her head happily, “Uh, huh! I’ve been doing… um-what do you call it?” she tapped her fore hooves together as she pondered with a little frown. She lights up like a light bulb, “Oh! I’ve been sending and giving mails to ponies since I was very little! I started in flight school, then moved onto-” she continued to ramble on, on how she loved giving mails to other ponies, how she got into Ponyville mail service, then randomly started talking about her Unicorn daughter, Dinky Doo, in the middle of it all. “Oh, I love my little Muffin so-so much!” she hugged herself with a cheeky grin.

  I chuckled, “I’m sure you do, Ditzy.” I took a brief look at the sky, “So… do you have any mail for Fluttershy?” I asked.

  “Oh yeah! It’s in here somewhere.” She took off her saddlebag and started digging through it with both her hooves and head berried in the bag itself. With a perk of her wings, she looked up at me with a smile and had a letter being grasped by her lips. “Mm!” she muffled.

  I chuckled and grabbed the letter, “Thank you very much, Ditzy.” I looked at the letter and saw it was for Fluttershy, “I’ll make sure Fluttershy sees this.” I said once more and ruffled her mane playfully.

  She giggled and leaned against my hand, “Okay.” She said, gathered up the fallen letters on the ground with a swipe her of her wings and strapped her saddlebag back on with ease. She turns towards Ponyville with her wings spread and looked back at me with a smile, “Have a nice morning, friend.” She said before flying off.

  I wave my hand at the adorable mare and chuckled to myself. “What a start for a morning.” I said to myself with a wide smile, remembering ‘playing’ with Shy pretty much the moment we woke up.

  I walk myself back in the cottage and saw Fluttershy resting on the couch with Angel Bunny wrapped in her fore hooves, whispering something to little awestruck, blushing bunny and giddily giggled while ruffling her wings, both facing away from me.

  I gently closed the door and tiptoed over with the letter at hand. Once Fluttershy giggled again, I snatched her up with an “Eep!” and flopped down onto the couch with Shy on my lap. I nuzzled into her mane and smiled at her sweet scent.

  “Having a fine morning, I presume?” I asked and wrapped my arms around the mare

  Fluttershy sighed in relief once she knew it was just me and sank into my embrace, “Mhm…” she nods and rubbed her cheek onto my right shoulder, “H-how about you?” she asked with a little blush.

  “Every morning is great when I’m with you.” I answered and showed the letter in front of her, “You seem to have a letter as well.”

  She looked at the letter for a moment before she said, “I wonder from whom?” she said and takes the letter into her hooves, and ripping it open with her teeth. She takes the letter out with the tips of her lips, unfolded it and starts swiveling her eyes onto the page while I nuzzled into her mane again. As I did, I could her heart beat rising with each passing second.

  “What’s the matter?” I asked and started rubbing her side to try and assure and calm the mare.

  “Um… th-the letter’s from my parents…” she stuttered and made and audible gulp, “A-and…” her body started to gently shack, “M-my mother heard o-of me ha-having a spe… special somepony…” she finished.

  I peek out of her mane and looked at the letter, and quickly read through it, “Hm… well you do have me now, so you should reply. She sounds excited, if the hearts and smily faces are of any indication.” I said and thought a moment before I rested my chin on top of her head, “Where are they, anyways?” I asked.

  “Um… Oh, they moved to Filly Delphia once I moved here in Ponyville. I visited them once there. It’s like… um… like Ponyville, but a little bigger, but not like Canterlot.” She answered.

  “Hm.” I replied and looked down at her, “You think they’ll approve of me?” I asked once more.

  She looked up at me, turned herself around with Angel still in her grasp and snuggled up to me with a happy sigh, “Even if they don’t… I’d still love, you. But they are very good ponies, so I think they’ll be happy to meet you.” She leans up and nuzzled my neck, causing me to chuckle.

  “I hope so.” We stayed silent for a moment as Angel grumbled a little in his owners grasp. “So… you think we could go and see them?” I asked.

  She looked up at me, “A-are you, sure? Um. I mean, it’s not exactly close by, like Canterlot.” She said and looked down at her little Angel, “And what about the animals?” she continued.

  “Well, I’m sure Sapphire can take good care of your little friends just fine for a few days, and yes, I’m hundred percent sure about going. It’s only a matter of time before your parents would want to see me. Better to get it over with than wait for it to happen. But it’s your call, Shy.” I said and kissed the top of her forehead.

  She was in thought while leaning against me for some time before she looked up at me, “Um… can I send a mail first? See if they like to see you?” she said.

  “Of course, Shy. Take your time.” I said, but then a thought came to mind. I looked up at the ceiling before she spoke up.

  “Are you okay, Winter?” her voice had a hint of concern.

  I looked back down at her with a smile, “How about a little, short vacation to Filly Delphia, hm? Have a little fun while we’re there?” I said.

  “Oh.” She pondered the thought for a moment till her lips curled to a small smile, “That actually sounds like fun.” She said and looked up at me with a better smile, “I guess we can.”

  “Okay. So let’s see what your parents think, first. If they approve, we can start planning. Is that a plan?” I said and gently ran a hand on her right cheek.

  She closed her eyes with a light coo in her voice, “That’s a plan.” she answered while leaning against my hand.