Weeks pass by. Winter is finally dying down, allowing spring to start up. You roll around on your bed and wake up, noticing that Fluttershy isn’t right beside you. Your nose picks up an aroma in the air. Even if you are still groggy, follow it and enter the living room.

Over at the kitchen is Fluttershy wearing an apron with nothing underneath it. ”Good morning, Anon! Breakfast is almost ready!” She chimes out as she turns around and flings the pancake off the pan and onto a clean plate while her bare bottom shakes around.

You just stand there and feel your eye twitch. Without saying a word, you enter the kitchen and sit on a chair. She slides a plate with a stack of pancakes topped off with syrup in front of you.

“Aren’t you going to eat?” You say while grabbing a knife & fork to start cutting through the soft buttermilk pancake.

”I already did.” Fluttershy says while keeping a smile and a cheery tone in her voice.

It’s weird to have her like this. You were used to her being quiet and mopey for the last few months, but now she is all upbeat and happy around you, especially for these last few weeks. She just sits there; smiling and watching you chew on her cooking. It is almost insulting to say that it is better than your mom’s handiwork. The worst part is that if you didn’t agree, you would be lying to yourself.

”How is it, too much syrup?” Her smile fades a bit and is surrounded by curiosity.

You shake your head and swallow. “It’s amazing.”

She continues smiling and rests her head on her hands. You keep on eating while ignoring her. The last dew nights have been worse. You have been experiencing dreams about everyone that died. The vague voices of Roseluck, your parents, even Fluttershy’s dad popped in and bothered you while you dreamt. Moments after they grew louder, you would jump in bed and wake up. When you would, Fluttershy would wake up and cuddle you, saying that your mind is just tense. This often occurs, but at least not on the same night. Aside from that, you recall what is going on after that fire from her ‘home.’ After that night, Fluttershy stated that she was at the animal shelter when the fire started. It was confirmed that the family that she was raised in was corrupt, selfish and ruthless. With that heroin was announced, most of the community flipped about how could the city let this go.

When Fluttershy was questioned, she would tell the horrible acts that she experienced from them during the last six years. The police bought her alibi and the city gave her more than some needed aid. As the story roamed around, publicity flew within a couple days and sympathy grew for her torment that people not only donated to her, but others volunteered for the shelter. The more people visited the animal shelter, the less that she stayed there. On the positive note, animal adoptions inclined, so there is that. But having Fluttershy around you was even more unsettling. At first it was a nuisance, but with her here to fill the void of what used to be the interaction with your parents, it didn’t seem that terrible.

”Anon, what’s wrong?”

You look at your empty plate and then to Fluttershy. “Just, thinking.”

”Thinking about what?”

You drop the fork on the empty platter. Pick it all up and toss it in the sink.

”Anon?” She says as you are entering the living room.

“It’s nothing, just reminiscing the last few weeks.” You say while she approaches you from behind to wrap her arms around your waist.

”It’s been strange, but at least thinks are improving.” Fluttershy whispers. She attempts to comfort you by rubbing your back with only her head.

You walk away to end her encouragement. Sit down on the couch and turn on the television. Fluttershy sits right beside you and pouts. You pay no attention to her. Instead, you change the channel to watch the local news.

”Today’s weather seems to be a fickle. This morning will be cloudy, and shift into some rain showers later in the evening.” You flip through the channels, but come back to the same news station that just wrapped up their weather broadcast and moved on to some highlights. ”-A local girl who had a rough life for more than a decade can finally find happiness, now that she is living off on her own and an incline of adoptions for dogs, cats, and various other household pets.”

”It’s been an awful winter, but we can all expect a more positive—“ You cut off the anchorman by turning the TV off. Continue the morning before you need to go back to school.

You’re driving around town while Fluttershy finds something to listen on the radio. She jumps through the radio stations, trying to find a decent song that will play at seven in the morning. She stops and listens to what you assume is rock.

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As the lyrics come up, you listen and find out it is some mushy Post-grunge. Shortly after, she starts singing along with it. You’re unsure if you need to keep your temper or think how cute that is. It isn’t something that you bother with, since you need to focus on your driving. The issue isn’t how you drive, but this car. The handling is stiff and the gas pedal is sensitive. Weird combination, but this is from Japan. As you are approaching a set of apartments, you park your car on the side of the road.

“There, I’ll see you at school.”

She lowers the volume on the radio. ”Can I ask you something?”

“What?” You say while irritated.

”It’s just, why must we hide our love?”

You turn off the engine and ponder the idea. Lately it’s been a good time; especially that she did what you wanted to do. Even though that it was only done in your house, it was enjoyable. Playing a few video games, watching some movies or TV shows on Netflix, with some intercourse every now and then.

“What’s wrong with what we’re doing? Aren’t you having a nice time?”

”I appreciate it, I really do. But, how long should we keep it to ourselves?” She continues to question.

You realize that she cached on your idea from that argument back in the animal shelter a few weeks ago. It’s time to tell her what’s going on. “I didn't want anyone to speculate us. You know how people act in school, especially with what’s going on lately."

"So what if we get a few glares and the jerks whisper about us? They will be jealous, since we are happy.” She looks at you and puts her hand on your shoulder. “You are happy, right?”

You question yourself about that. Without your family, and her here, it’s not an improvement, but some sort of adjustment. Some bad and some good, but that’s all you can run on. She didn’t kill anyone recently, so there is an actual reason to be happy. “Yeah, kind of.”

”What’s the problem? Is it boring already? I could go out and get a maid outfit, or maybe some—“

“No, it’s nothing in that department.” You cut her off, wishing she could stop before you get your morning wood back.

”Oh, w-what is it?”

“It was about the people that are gone. I can’t let go of them.”

”Oh. It’s rough, but they are resting somewhere.” She starts to rub your shoulder. “It’s time to forget about them, and move on.”

You tighten your grip on the steering wheel. “It might take a while.”

Fluttershy unbuckles her seatbelt and grabs her stuff. ”They’re gone, and you have me.” She bitterly says. “Just remember that I will be the only person that you will need in your life. Sure you can have a few friends, but I will be around.” Your mind trips on a few images of her somewhere in the crowd from the day Roseluck was killed. Fluttershy kisses you on the lips before leaving your car. ”Think about it. I wouldn’t mind that the both of us go outside. This means that we’re completely fine being a couple.”

She closes the door and waives at you. You waive back while starting the engine.

It goes out as an average. You took a test and turned in your homework. Shit might have happened, but that won't stop you from being the goody little two-shoes you are. Only reason why is just to finish school, and probably keep your parents determined ideas in mind. But with Fluttershy? Maybe, who else? There isn't much that you can do. You could try to enlist for the army. You're better off dying for your country, for your family, so on and that garbage. But hey, you will be away from her. No, she'll find a way to keep you away from that. Oh, come on. If she can get away with killing a few people, she can pull off a jail sentence while you are overseas.

”Anon? Hey!” You look over to see Pinkie Pie talking to you. “Nonny, do you still want to come with us?”

“Huh?” You question while looking around the table. Fluttershy narrows her eyebrows and shakes her head. “Uh, n-no.”

”Aww, but all of us are going to be there! Rarity, Sunset, Applejack, Flu—“

”Actually,” Flutershy interrupts. “I can’t. Homework is piling up, and I must do my weekly visit.”

”Awwww!” Pinkie moans out. She slams her head on the sandwich resting in her tray.

”Fret not, Pinkie. We’ll do something to keep the time going.” Rarity tries to pick her mood up.

”Yeah, we can just go to the mall or try mini golf’n.” Applejack joins along.

”What about the new track outside? We can break that in before people start to use it.” Rainbow suggests.

”Did you forget about tonight?” Rarity questions her.

”What? We can jump that fence no problem.” Rainbow tries to correct her.

”She isn’t talking about that. Which, we can get in trouble for trespassing.” Sunset Shimmer explains. “Besides, it is going to rain tonight.”

”Shoot, we can try to hang out at someone’s house.” Applejack attempts to keep the idea going.

”We’ll figure something out. Right, Rainbow?” Rarity speaks while turning over to face her.

”I’m not so sure. I know what you guys do at the mall. Pedicures aren’t my thing.” Rainbow Dash complains.

”What’s wrong with a little pampering?” Rarity asks.

”What is the point with getting your toes done, when you’ll be running around in close toe shoes?” Rainbow disputes.

”It’s the knowledge that you have that part of you decorated to your liking.”

”But what if I didn’t wanted to get it done in the first place?” Rainbow criticizes.

You groan and toss your face in your hands. This goes on every time when they want to hang out. Some of them wants to do something, while someone else doesn’t. Even if you can’t see, you just sense that someone is rubbing your back with their hand. Put your hands down to look over and follow a familiar arm to view an encouraging grin coming from Fluttershy.

”How sweet.” Rarity comments.

”What is?” You question. Rarity points a finger to you and Fluttershy, causing her to blush a little.

”Seeing the two of you as a couple sounds kind of nice.” Sunset joins in.

“I think it’s adorable.” Rarity agrees. ”What do you think, Rainbow?”

Rainbow shrugs while holding her hamburger. ”Eh, whatever, I’m not one to judge on that stuff.”

”Of course you aren’t. Why would a brute like you understand?”

”It’ll take more than a dainty moment to convince me.” Rainbow Dash retaliates.

”Keep it together you two.” Applejack intervenes. “Although, I’d hate to admit, they wouldn’t be too bad.”

”See? Even Applejack agrees.”

“Can we just continue to eat?” You make an attempt to end this conversation.

”Right, sorry if you felt uncomfortable.” Rarity apologizes.

”Yeah, same here.” Applejack tilts her hat.

”Sure, sorry.” Rainbow Dash rushes while to eat her hamburger,

You look at Pinkie and Sunset, who is confused at the subject. When you look at Fluttershy, she would eye Rainbow Dash when she gets a moment.

You walk through the east side to head for your car until Rainbow Dash stops you. ”Hey, whoa, what’s up with you Anon?”

“For one; you are in my way.”

”I just wanted to ask what’s up with you.”

“Dash, I don’t know what you’re—“

”Something’s up.” The moment she said that, your spine tingled. She’s watching you. instinctively, you scan the edges of Rainbow Dash to see anything out of the ordinary. Nothing looks or resembles a bit of her, but you know she is somewhere. ”Hey, Earth to Anon?”

“Shh.” You try to shush her.

”I won’t until you admit what’s going on.” You look down and notice that one of your shoes is untied. Kneel down and tie it. After the first knot, you take the risk and look around. Nothing. You finish it off with a perfect bow and stand up. ”Okay, spill it.”

“What?”

”You’re jumpier than Fluttershy, and she’s usually paranoid.”

“Are you sure about that?”

”What are you getting at?”

“Haven’t you seen her lately? Doesn’t she look a bit calm and quiet for the last few weeks?”

She puts a hand under her chin. ”Yeah, I guess. What is weird is that she’s hanging out with us a lot less than she used to.”

“She’s been with me.”

Rainbow Dash raises an eyebrow and squints while looking into your eyes. ”Are you messing with me?”

You grab her shoulders and shake her. “Does it look like it!?”

She pushes you away and brushes her jacket. ”What the heck? Seriously, you’re losing it.”

“You don’t get it. Why else that she hasn’t hanged out with you and all of these deaths, including my family!”

”Okay, now you’re going off the deep end.”

“Can’t you see how different Fluttershy has been?”

"Yeah, she’s been bailing on us because she’s been trying to get her life together, while you are going crazy and blaming it on Fluttershy. That ain’t cool.” She crosses her arms and walks past you.

You dig your fingers in your hair and pull off any loose strands. Before you get the idea to run up and catch Rainbow Dash, the double doors start to close while a bush right beside them shakes around. You put your hands back in your pockets and act as if nothing happened. As far that you know, she just got in there. It’s best to leave before it gets any worse. Besides, it is starting to sprinkle right now.

You take your time to shop around the store. No, not for video games. You need food to live. Games don’t do that, not by much. The positive and negative about shopping is that you get to choose everything. Still, you have restrictions. More fruits and vegetables, less the sweets. Meat is always a priority to it all. You grab some meat patties, chicken wings and buns to toss into the shopping cart. The bright side is that there is only one mouth to feed, two when your guest comes by. Strange part is that she spends the money that the government gives her on stuff for you. It isn’t even stuff that you need. Clothes, shoes, games, and other gifts once every now and then. You constantly tell her that you don’t need any of this, but nothing is too good for “her sweetie”.

”Sir, that’ll be eighty eight and ninety six.” The cashiers voice brings you back. You blink a few times and get out your debit card to finish up your shopping.

Get out your keys and unlock the door. Once it opens up, you grab your bags and bring them in.

”It took you a while.” Fluttershy is over at the kitchen, sitting in one of the two chairs. She has her head tilted down with her arms crossed.

“It was raining and I needed to get some groceries.” You say as the bags sit on the table.

Fluttershy gets up and raises her head, but keeps her arms crossed. ”You didn’t need to worry about that.” She opens the refrigerator door to reveal that it’s been stocked up.

"If you told me you went out, you should have told me."

"I'm sorry that I didn't tell you, but I needed to calm down when you were with that friend of ours." She says while annoyed by something.

"We were just talking."

"About what, exactly?"

“My attitude lately, that’s all.”

She grabs out a set of steaks and sets it on the counter. ”You know how much I love you, right?”

“Yes.”

She gets one of the kitchen knives and holds it in the air. ”And you understand what happens when something gets in between you and me, hmm?”

“Y-yes.” You quiver out.

She slowly approaches you as the knife starts to lower down. ”So, why are you still trying to avoid me?” She whispers into your ear. The blade trickles across your back, but doesn’t dig into your sweater.

“Someone needed to know, but it seems you were right.”

”Hmm.” Her head slides down and stops to rest on your chest. The knife moves away from your back, allowing her to get you into a hug. ”I know that you tried, but it seems that you didn’t listen.”

“She thinks that I’m paranoid, even more than you. Hell, she thinks I’m insane when I blamed you.”

”I had a feeling you would try to tell the truth. It’s a good think that she didn’t believe a word that you said.” Her head is rubbing against you. ”Don’t worry, I forgive you.” She lets you go and starts to cut the plastic wrapping over the freshly cut steaks.

“I’m sorry for doubting you.”

”Just ignore it. Right now, you should try to relax.”

“How did—“

”Your heart rate is abnormal than usual. She is right, you are losing control. But don’t overthink it, and let everything go.”

You aren't sure. If Rainbow Dash couldn’t believe you, then who else? It’s time to forget trying to escape Fluttershy’s grasp and embrace it. “Yeah, I guess.”

Her face brightens up with a tender smile. ”Good, now go and take a warm shower while I make us dinner. You can drop your clothes here, I will pick them up and set some fresh ones on your bed.”

“Yeah, maybe that’s what I need.” You walk to your room and take off your clothes on the way. They scatter on the ground but you should not give a shit. Hell, you kind of feel a bit free, Wait, that’s because you have nothing left on you. Fuck it, you casually stroll into the bathroom and start up the shower.

How long has it been? Thirty, forty minutes in the shower? Seems like a good enough time. You turn the knob counterclockwise and grab the towel hanging on the header. Dry yourself off and grab a hairbrush. After getting your hair in place, leave it and enter your bedroom to view the set of clothes Fluttershy laid out for you. A basic white T-shirt with a grey hoodie, a pair of socks and jeans neatly next to it. You look around and find out that she didn’t lay out a single pair of underwear. You chuckle and grab one out from the closet, Get everything else on and enter the living room.

It’s odd that she isn't around. You look around the house, but only find out that the stove is on a low flame, the clothes are in the washing machine, and your wallet is sitting on top of the dryer. Weird, your phone and keys aren’t anywhere. Wait… She isn’t here and your stuff is missing. When it all connects, you get your shoes on and head for the door. As it swings open, Fluttershy gets out and walks through the rain. She is wearing the sweater you took off when you were stripping.She locks your car and notices you standing on the doorway. You just stand there and wish that she just went home to pick up something.

”Don’t worry, we have dinner starting.” She casually says.

You would close the door and lock it, but she not only has your keys, but also a spare key to the back door. How else did she get into your house earlier today? You move aside, allowing her to walk in. She hands over your keys and phone. The sweater is a size big for her, covering her hands and sagging past her waist. You look through your phone while she closes the door and removes the sweater. She tosses it into the washing machine and continues cooking.

Read the recent text messages that all were from Rainbow Dash. ’Hey Anon, sorry about recently, you look like you needed to relax. I wanted to ask you if you wanted to hang out. No shopping or spa, just hang out and do something.’

You read “your” reply. ‘Yes, I would like that.’

’Sweet, we can talk about it when you come over.’

‘How about we meet up in your garage?’

’Uh, sure, my dad is watching something in the living room, so I guess it’s safer there.’

You drop your phone and look at Fluttershy cutting into a well-cooked steak. “Why?” You say in a stern tone while entering the kitchen.

She lowers the knife and turns around. ”I’m not sure what you’re going on about, honey.” She replies while keeping an innocent look on her face.

“You know damn well on what I’m asking for, why did you do it?”

”It’s nothing really. I just had a talk with our friend Rainbow Dash.”

“A talk, is that all?”

”Well…”

“Oh here we fucking go.” You already jump to a conclusion.

”It was an accident!”

“Like hell it was! What did you do, drive a screwdriver into her eye? Sawed her arms off while shutting her mouth?”

”Oh no, that would be too messy.”

“What happened?” You calmly ask while keeping your temper low.

”It went from a discussion to some arguing and it ended with a pipe to her head.” Deep breaths. Deep breaths… ”Don’t worry. I wiped down anything I toughed, and deleted the text messages on her phone.”

“They keep track of that shit!”

”They only track the phone calls, not text messages.”

“But, that means…”

”That the evidence is in your hands, but it would look like you did it, and your car might have been seen driving around.” She finishes the sentence for you.

No. No, no, fucking NO! “This didn’t… you couldn’t… why would… I didn’t—“

”If you leave everything alone, you could get away with it.” She calmly replies.

You shake your head. “No, I won’t.”

”Why? You can’t blame it on me.” She says while kicking the floor.

“Not this time, the evidence is everywhere.”

”Really now?” She proudly says. “Tell me, how frequently do I clean your home?”

“Every day, but that doesn’t excuse you in my car! Cops will find your hair in the interior.”

”Nope, on the drive back, I visited a car wash and used their industrial vacuum to clean out your car.”

“B-but, the garage!”

”Nothing, I used your hoodie the entire time. It covered most of me and the only one who did get a good look at me was Rainbow Dash, but… she won’t testify, now will she?”

“Y… you monster.”

”How am I a monster?”

“You killed your only best friend!” You start to raise your voice.

”She was trouble! If you knew her how I did, you would know how much of a terrible person she was!” Her voice starts to raise with you.

“She helped you.”

”She didn’t do anything to get me out of that nightmare of a childhood that I had!”

“What else could she do?! You should have gone to the police!”

”They couldn’t do anything.”

“And you killed them. Isn’t that great?” You sarcastically say.

”It is, if you could just drop it.”

“I will not sweep this under the rug, not like the other ones.”

”If you want to end up in a jail cell, then go ahead and leave. But, if you don’t want to rot in there, I suggest you calm down, and join me for dinner.” She grabs your phone from the floor and puts it on the dining table.

You look around and think about your next move. The nearest drive to the police station is eight miles away. But would they really believe your side of the story? What about staying here and leaving this away? Rainbow Dash was not a strong friend, but she did try to pick you up for the last month. What are the chances that the police will take your side, one in a thousand? Still, better odds than staying with her. But Fluttershy is taking care of you. She needs you as much that you need her. Maybe it’s time to give up and succumb to this lifestyle.

"Anon, what are you thinking?" Fluttershy questions you as she sets down two plates on the table.

Author's Note

Choose your ending. Would you leave her and get the police? Or will you stay and love her?