The Sad Song of Fluttershy

The both of you take a small walk down the street. You can see the sun sinking in the horizon, letting a few stars to shine in the sky. "You might like this place. The people there are nice and the food is very good."

To you, it already sounds better than a Denny's. "Must be quite a place."

"It is, especially the environment is very calm and soothing." The both of you stop at a restaurant at the corner of the street. It doesn't have a name posted anywhere on the outside. "Here it is." You walk in and hold the door for her. "Oh, t-thank you."

Doesn't it feel nice to do some good shit once in a while? As you close the door, you look around the place. The walls are a vanilla color, along with a few nineteenth century paintings hanging on them. The tables have a black cover on them, with a candle or two lit on the center of the table. There is some soft jazz music playing in the background. Why does this restaurant feel a little out of the ordinary? "Hello, and welcome to Little Italy, may I- oh! It's good to see you, Fluttershy!" A female waiter comes by and holds a set of menu handouts.

"Hi Alice, table for two please."

"Ah, nice to know that you've finally got one!" Wait, what did she mean by that? "The both of you go right in and pick any table. I'll be right with you in a minute." The waiter than winks while you follow Fluttershy into the restaurant.

"Oh! There's my usual table." She points at the farthest one in the corner. You wonder if that's really her regular, or they just give that one to her.

"How about we try a different one for today?" You suggest.

"B-but that's the first table they gave me, and I've always eaten there since."

Something tells you that this place is controlled by assholes. "I think it's time to get out of your comfort zone, don't you think?"

"I-I suppose it wouldn't hurt." You lead the way and find a table in the front, right next to the stage playing the music.

"A-Anon! In the front?"

"Yeah, didn't you ever wanted to hear the music up close?"

"W-well, I-I do." You pull back her chair and push it in when she sits down. "O-oh, thank you." You take your seat and look around the restaurant. There are a few people that are eying you and Flutters. Their conversations turn into mumbling gossip.

You're able to make out a few words from the crowd. "Hey, isn't that the girl that eats by herself in the corner?" "Why is he going out with her?" "I've heard that girl has some kind of autism." Prestigious assholes.

"A-Anon? C-can w-we sit somewhere else?" Her shaken voice irritates you. She must have heard the whispers around the restaurant. The horrible part is that they won't stop. You look at the couples around and have an idea.

"No, we're staying here." You turn around to face most of them.
"What about you? Seriously, that is some bad fashion sense. Orange pants with a plaid shirt?" You look at another pair. "How would you know if someone has autism if you've never meet them in person? For what I can tell is that you have some bad table manners with all of that spaghetti on your pants." You turn to face one last couple. "Bulk Biceps? I know that he's ripped, but still." He pounds his fists and starts to rise from the table.

"Calm down. I... actually went out with you because of a bet I lost with Rainbow Dash." His date tells him. Bulk is about to say something, but he just slumps into his chair. Everyone else who witnessed this, just went back to their normal conversations or continued eating. The guy with a meatball stuck on his zipper gets up to run for the restroom.

"W-wow Anon."

"Sorry about that outburst. They need to be told off."

The waitress from the entrance that greeted you comes in. "I see that both of you are getting used to the new table. Here's the menu, I'll come back with your drinks, what would you like them to be?"

"Just water." You ask.

"Water would be nice."

"Okay then, I'll be out shortly." Alice walks off and goes into the kitchen.

"Do you come here often?" You ask out of curiousity. She clearly does, but why?

"Yes, I do. Their salads and soups really hit the spot for me." In some way, you're not surprised by that. It would explain her thin figure, but not those thighs. Just ignore it and stay relaxed. You look at the menu and see a high amount of calories for anything on a simple dish. Now you understand why she would rather stay on the side dish. Skipping out lunch today, you might as well try to catch up.

"Here are your drinks, are you two ready?" The waitress asks wen pulling out a notebook.

"Um, I'll just have the salad."

She writes down her order and looks at you. "And what about you sir?"

You look at the menu and look at the spaghetti and meatballs. After that guy running away to clean up, you'll avoid this one. "Chicken Alfredo."

"Are you two enjoying your meals?" She comes back to ask the two of you.

"As usual, it's wonderful." Fluttershy speaks while wiping her mouth on a napkin.

"How about you, sir?"

You play the soaking noodles around with your fork and jab into a slice of chicken. "It's actually pretty good." It is, the only problem is that the oil and grease is saturating it.

"If you two need anything else, I'll be walking around."

"Thank you, Alice." She walks off to clean up a nearby table. "I must say, I've never enjoyed coming here before. Thank you for coming along with me."

"Like I said, it's not a problem." You reply while twirling your for around. Fluttershy puts down the napkin and continues eating her salad. Just seeing it makes you crave for something healthy. You're starting to regret this decision and desire a piece of green to make the sluggish feeling go away. When you look at the plate, it barely looks any different from what it was twenty minutes ago.

"Are you alright, Anon?"

You avert your attention t her. "Oh, yeah. Why?"

"W-well, it's just, you barely touched your food."

"I guess I'm already full." She scoots over to toss some celery into your plate. From where you're sitting, her cleavage is kind of hard too miss. You look at your plate to drown out the temptation. "That's fine, thanks."

"O-okay then." Fluttershy goes back in her seat and resumes to eat her salad slowly. You jab your fork in a batch of lettuce and start to eat it. It tastes fairly good, compared to when you were eating pure fat. You wonder if you should believe everything that your parents say or what is bullshit for the future. "Feeling better?"

"Mmhmm." You mumbled out while swallowing it. "Hey, do you think we should go back? It's kind of getting late."

"Are you sure? We could try out the desserts." She suggests, almost as if she wants to stay for a little longer.

It sounds promising, but after that meal is a risk you won't take right now. "Maybe another time, I'm pretty stuffed on the food today."

"Okay, m-may we get the check, please?" Alice comes over and sets it on the table. You grab out your wallet and search for the right amount. "Anon, I-I'll pay for it."

"Nah, I got this. Besides, mine is more expensive."

"B-but I'm the one that brought you over and besides, I should repay the nice things that you've done for me today."

"It's fine. There's nothing that you need to owe me." You set down a few tens and ask Alice to get you a box to take your untouched dinner home. She goes back and hands you a small, black box. "Thank you." You pour it in and close the box. "Are you ready to go?"

"Mhmm." The both of you start to walk away from the table and start to walk out the door.

"Hey you two!" Alice is shouting and waiving at you. Once she catches up, she opens up her hands to have some mints wrapped in a white and green wrapper. "Here, I forgot to put these on the tray." You and Fluttershy take two. "It's nice to see you again, Fluttershy. Sure hope you come back with your friend."

"I hope I do, it's nice to have him around."

"He sure is, have a good night you two." Just as you're about to walk away, the waitress grabs your arm. "Hold up, I need to talk with you for a moment." You turn back around to meet eye-to-eye with the mid twenties waitress. "Kid, I've seen you in there, and I will say this; you're not bad. Standing up for your girl, is a good show on being a boyfriend." Did she just say boyfriend?! "But don't think that I didn't see you peaking at her chest. Don't fuck it up, and don't even think about hurting her, or else you may as well be mystery meat." Now you might want to keep that in thought and call that as a death threat. "Just treat her right, OK? She's a sweet girl, and I don't want her to go through on what I did." Alice sounds depressed as she tells you this, possibly a shitty boyfriend she had before? "You look like a good guy, and I just want to give you a good understanding on what you're doing, alright?" You're not even doing anything! You just nod and keep a straight face. "Good to know. Also, I gave her a corner booth, mainly to save embarrassment like that. You wouldn't believe on how often people get ripped on, just because they are eating by themselves. Finally, you should keep a nice shirt in your backpack. It wouldn't hurt to get a step forward in case if you come back."

"OK, thanks for the advice." You thank her while keeping a straight face.

"Anytime. Go along, we wouldn't want her disappointed, now do we?"

"Yeah, you got it." She lets go of you and gives off a waive and a smile to you.