You were a normal human. You stayed at home when you wanted to, you went to work when were supposed to, you ate when the time came. You were a human being. Your life was normal. You kept everything the way it was, or the way that it should be. You never questioned authority, you never got in a fight for selfish purposes. But still. A human.
One day, you walk out to your car, and everything's changed. The world around you is animated, your house is significantly smaller, and for whatever reason, your car is non-existant.
The most perculiar thing about the entirety of the change is that you are surrounded by bizzare house creatures with various mythological creature's appendages, such as wings and horns.
This took place a yesturday morning. You have since been introduced to each of your favorite characters from the show, each having been more of a "fanboy" than you had ever thought yourself to be. You've spent all of yesturday with only your new friends. You spent it with only those that mattered so much to you. All but one.
This "one" pony wasn't just anypony to you. She was one of the ponies you look up to strongly. You'd do anything to be around her.
But finally, your new friend, Twilight Sparkle, shows you to her cottage.
Since you're the guest that she plans to have welcome, Twilight has you knock on the door.
The anwer comes quickly. The door to the cottage opens, up, and you can see clearly into the tree home. Angel has answered and gives an unexceptant look at the strange, fleshy creature before him. His eyes bounce with annoyance as he opens the door fully to let both you and the purple unicorn in.
You take no more than a step before you can see the mare sitting across the room on her couch, as if awaiting your arrival.
Her shy eyes try not to stare at you, and instead try to look at the ground. You just about stumble as you enter over the small animals at your feet. You can hardly take your eyes off of her. She's adorable. Her mane partially hides some of her face and she puts her hooves down in the cushions in some "nervous tick" fashion. She slightly bites her lip, and her large eyes, melt right into your heart.
"Is... Is this the... individual you wanted me too see?" Fluttershy gulped, directing her question strictly towards Twilight, trying not to look at you.
"It is!" declared Twilight.
Fluttershy shifted, giving you a bit more of a look into her soft eyes. The dear mare had everything she wanted. She had all the animals, and all the friends that she could ever want. She had a fitting career, and earned a fair living off of it. But, as you look into the eyes wandering firmly away from your gaze, you see that there is still something that she wants. There is something within her that she wanted more than anything. Something that she would give everything she had now for, but something she didn't have yet.
"So, Twilight?" began Fluttershy, "you thought we should talk, then?" Again, Fluttershy shifted uncomfortably as her teeth grazed over her lip in nervousness.
"Yes, this is a human from the world that I visited to get my crown back," Twi answered.
"So, what do you need me for?" Fluttershy asked, barely expressing anything more than awkwardness around an unfamiliar species.
"He's just here on a visit. He's really friendly."
"Oh. That's... great." Fluttershy mustered, shifting again.
With Fluttershy's scared enthusiasm, the room echoed with awkward silence before Twilight finally continued with her own language.
"Well, I'll just let you two have a pleasant conversation, I know you two will hit it off."
But it didn't seem that way, it wasn't as if you could just talk away how strange it was to be talking to anypony that dwells on another world and is a lot less familiar with you than you are of them. However, by the time, you realise that Twilight is potentially leaving you in an awkward room, she has already left, and either way, it seemed a strange thing to do.
By now, you're the one that's shifting awkwardly on the couch, and the awkward silence lives on even after Twilight is gone. So, you break it. There has to be questions the two of you can each feel comfortable asking and answering.
"So what's it like here in Equestria?" You ask, foolishly hoping to get a response that would last 'til Twilight came back.
"I... It's...Nice." she responds, trying not to answer too strongly.
You want to tell her that she's free to speak her mind, but in what way do you tell somepony as sensitive as her that she's okay to say what she feels without acknowledging her natural shyness and "bringing up the elephant in the room." So instead, you start another conversation.
"So.. what animals do you have?"
"I have. um..." she muttered, her voice becoming almost inaudible as she pronouced her "um."
Considering the conditions, you finally cut the silence off completely with your next remark.
"So, Twilight tells me that you're into sewing. What have you been working on lately?"
Fluttershy rubs her shoulder before getting off the couch and walking away. "I've got it over here..." she says faintly.
Not far from the living room, Fluttershy guides you through a doorway where a large loom and several pairs of sewing needles have been setup for her work. You look in awe at all that she's been doing. Many sweaters and vests litered the floor.
"What are you planning to do with these? They're amazing!"
Fluttershy blushed
"Well, most of them I intended to be presents," Fluttershy started warming up.
"Well, I'd like to hear your opinions on it. What gift is for who?" You ask, trying to bring the conversation full-circle.
Fluttershy picks a jacket, with two holes in the back up and the Wonderbolt's logo embroidered on the front.
"This one's for Rainbow Dash," She began following her conversation up with a knitted sweater for Twilight, a pair of mittens for Rarity, a basket for Applejack to hold her apples in, a small dress for Pinkie (a little bit less than done, to let Rarity still be the "fine dress maker of the group"), and another bowtie for Spike.
Finally, Fluttershy stepped down from her high of excitement over what she was making for her closest friends, and she once again became the shy mare that had just moments ago sat awkwardly on the couch.
"Well, I'm glad to see what you did, it's amazing!" You respond to her great work. All of the peices she had made for each of her friends glowed bright with the colors of the rainbow. It symbolized everything that her friends stood for. It was theirs immediately upon their own crafting. Just by looking at the shimmering fabric, one could tell that she put a lot of time into them.
As you gaze at her work and prepare to comment, a light catches your eye. You look up to see a golden scarf, shiny with a lighter shade gold striped in 2 inches appart. It hung on a hook in the wall on the other side of the room. Beyond anything that you have seen, this is definately the greater creation.
After staring at it, you ask: "Who's this for?" Comes your question in the nicest way possible.
Fluttershy shied away in a way that made all the other times she did look as if she were assertively approaching you. You realize you crossed some sort of line in asking that question. Somehow this item meant a lot more than just a pretty piece of that you wore around your neck.
"I'm sorry," you say as appologetically as possible.
"That's... okay," Fluttershy explained, "it's just that it's.... for... somepony.." One tear fell from her eye.
You become stunned to realise that Fluttershy was only avoiding talking about it, because she was reserving it for somepony special. She had kept it safe for somepony very special, and somepony she simply hadn't met yet.
She needed somepony to love.
You walk over to her and go through her hair and hope that she enjoys it, considering the strange texture of your hands versus her hooves.
"It's okay, I don't have anyone either," you describe shortly before realising how awkward your statement is, then realising that inher language, you're supposed to say anypony instead of anyone. However, she ignores your speech and gets back to her own.
"It's just that It's so terrible to wait. It doesn't seem anypony would take a chance on asking me on a date,"
"I would," you tell her. Her eyes start to lose the want and need for something more than what she had now.
It seemed odd to Fluttershy that the first creature to actually look into her as somepony to love was a creature from another world, but, because you are more than willing to love her as someone special regardless of the differences in each other's anatomy, it made it all the better.
She smile at you. It was a shy smile, but behind it, you see that whatever it is that she needed, whatever was missing from her life of animals, friends; whatever it was inside her that begged her to find somepony had left. She was happy. Truly happy.
