Forsaken Friends

Hear the waves slowly rise above the shore. Some of the rising water enters your clothes and give you a small chill. Grunt from the hellish headache you can feel from last night. Open your eyes to be blinded by the morning light. As they adjust, see the tip of two, full grown coconut trees.

Wipe your face with a soaked palm and attempt to get up. Stumble a little from a -slight- hangover. Once you finally gain enough balance, you scan the environment. Clear day, tiny island, no bigger than 30 meters in diameter, some debris are on shore, and Fluttershy is- Wait, where is she? Look at the board you were washed away with, and noticed she's not on it. Maybe she woke up before you did and flied off for help. Or maybe she went too far and right now is drowning! Oh God, oh God! Wait, maybe she-

Something tackles you from behind and runs you to the sand. Shit! It might be a tiger! Struggle around to survive. It's pointless, their snuggles are too power- Wait, snuggling?

"Oh, Anon! I wasn't sure on what to do!" Nope, just Fluttershy. "Thank you so much for saving me, I didn't know if you were in a coma! But, I was sure that you could move, with all that puking while you slept." Look down on your name brand tuxedo to see various splotches, ranging from texture and wetness.

You don't remember them while abandoning the ship, so it's safe to accuse it was during your rest. "Yeah, it happens sometimes."

"You see mister? THIS is why you should stop."

"Like I said, I'll stop when I start puk-"

Ponder for a few moments on what you said last night. Fluttershy crosses her hooves with a side of "I told you so."

"Fine. And like it matters now. We're stranded on an island!" She lets go of the attitude and drops to the ground. "Hey, hey. What's wrong?"

"I... I circled around the island to look for any boats in the distance." Just by looking at her sobbing, you don't need to ask if there was any.

"Come on, you did your best."

"No, I didn't! I would have left the island to get help, but I'm afraid to leave!"

"Why? You're afraid we're too far?"

"Not just that, I don't want to leave you alone!"

Something inside of you drops. But whatever it is, it's now going up. "Flutters, I'm going-" Turn around and run. You trip and start to release whatever acids are left in you while you fall directly into a puddle of your failed creation from last night. Start to get back up to see her in a different pose.

"Alright, alright. I'll make a deal. If we get off of this island, the drinking will stop, for good."

"Pinkie promise?"

Swallow not only what's left in your mouth but also your pride. "Pinkie promise." She reaches out a hoof. You grab it and start to be yanked back up. Once your up, she just shakes your hand in agreement to the bet.

"Good. All we need to do is plan."

She's right, since the both of you might be here a while may as well start looking around. "Sure, let's look around this island. Maybe we can make something useful here."

She nods and walks in one direction. You head off to the landing site.

What feels like a few hours have gone by, and noting has been much of use. Just more boards from the crash, some oddly shaped metal lying around from the ship, and a crate. The crate has been a strong interest to you, so you've been trying to open the bastard for the entire time. Finally, after a sore elbow, fingernails reduced to nothing, and a possible broken rib, you give up.

"Any luck?" Fluttershy says as she approaches from behind you.

Look back to see Fluttershy with a messy mane.

"Nah, this bitch won't open."

"Remember our language, Anon?"

"It's a habit from where I'm from!" The streets were hard for you, man. Why else did you started to drink in the first place?

"If in need for such vulgar words are needed, use them. Not for when you feel like it."

"First my drinking, now my foul language? This is just too much. What are you, my mother?"

"By the looks of it, you never had one."

"And like you did?" Oh shit son, ya dun fucked up.

"Shy, I-I didn't mean."

She starts to sniffle at your snappy comeback. "Wh-why?!"

"It was just at the moment! I didn't mean it that way."

"Then what did you mean?"

Not much to run by. No point of winging it, so tread carefully.

"I just, had a rough time that's all."

"Was that, b-before the trip, or during it?"

"It's not that. It's just where I was raised."

She tries to hold back tears, but they still flow. "What... what happened?"

After some time, you told her your childhood. You were raised in a shitty apartment, being adopted by a mom fueled by drugs, eventually being sold to a gang. You were able to escape by ratting them out and fortunate enough that all of them were killed in a standoff.

"Oh... I... I'm so sorry."

"It's fine. It really is."

"But, how did you get into Equestria?" Fluttershy questions.

"That is the one thing that I still can't believe. I was 17 when that happened, so they had to take me back to the orphanage. I ran away and lived in bathroom stalls or abandoned buildings for a year. It was hard, but I eventually quit school and took up small or odd jobs for a few years. When I was heading to the bathroom one day, I found a door that was boarded up. Curiousity took the better of me, so I teared it down to find the door. The poorly black written words said Interdimensional Madness. I took it as a joke and... the rest is history."

"Wow... I... That's just... It's a nightmare."

"Yeah, I'm much more happier here. It's just, nice to have friends like you."

She blushes and sways a hoof. "Oh stop it."

"No, I'm serious." You look at her straight in the eye. "You're amazing. Someone who is so kind and forgiving that doesn't even expect to be re-payed. You're really more than the "Element of Kindness" everyone keeps on giving you."

She blushes fiercely. "N-no, you're just saying that."

You take a knee and hold her hoof. "I'm telling on how it's all true."

Her gaze goes deep into your own eyes, just as you give back to her. She slowly takes her hoof away. "T-Thank... you."

"It's the least I can do." You look over to your left wrist and notice that the watch is still operational. Right now is 6:43 P.M.. You look off to the ocean and watch the sun setting in the horizon.

"We need to rest. The earlier the better." She nods and walks off. "Wait, where are you going?"

"While you were focused on the crate, I made a little camp for us." You follow her to where she could be going with. See that there's a bundle of wood in a circle of rocks. Aside is a large metal part sticking out of the ground, costumed to act as a tent.

"Woah, nice going Flutters." She gives off a small giggle, along with a growl. "Was it that harsh?"

She reaches down to rub her tummy. "Oh, sorry. I just haven't been able to eat anything for a while.

Another grumbling is heard. During this one is sounded, you can feel it coming from your own stomach.

"You're not the only one." She chuckles and walks over to the "tent." Fluttershy gets under the metal part and rests on the leaves.

"Come on. There's enough room for the both of us, and I don't want you to freeze out there." You may as well. Get on all fours and crawl inside. Curl up beside her and make a small mound to make as a pillow. More grumbling is heard as the two of you try to sleep. As soon as those crates open, you will use them for food. Some fishing gear to get some bass or a harpoon gun to catch a whale or shark. That food could last the both of you for a while, IF, Fluttershy is capable to allow you to do that against her wishes to not harm an animal. Desperate times, right? Whatever is in that crate, you're determined to open it. For now, you rest on the warm sand.