Two Stories for Autumn

by Bradel

Rating: everyone
Tags: Random, Crossover, Twilight Sparkle, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Other, Fluttershy
Length: 926

Fluttershy becomes an unwitting accessory to a Robert Burns poem. Then there is a bad joke.

Fluttershy takes in a mouse who has recently lost his home, but becomes perturbed by her inability to understand what he says.

Later, Twilight looks in on Fluttershy and the author delivers a terrible lexicographical joke about prolonged exposure to Scottish dialects.

Based on an entry from July's "Best Laid Plans" Writeoff, a poem by Robert Burns, and an author's idle thought about the neverending parade of "Fluttershy Asks Twilight a Question" stories on Fimfiction.

Published 2015-10-21 07:00:01 UTC
Last updated 2015-10-21 07:00:01 UTC

The Mouse

"Oh, you poor thing! You must be so cold!"

The mouse's coat is brown and dirty, wet from the mid-autumn snow beginning to fall. Fluttershy chivvies him inside and sets him beside the fire. He shivers, rubbing his paws together. Two white mice, permanent residents of the cottage, come over and greet him. He cocks his head, frowning at their chittering.

Fluttershy trots to the kitchen and prepares a very small bowl of seeds and apple cubes. She brings it back and sets it beside the brown mouse, smiling down at him.

"Taing mhór, lass. Tha mi toilichte do choinneachadh," he says.

Fluttershy stares at the mouse uncertainly. "Um. Excuse me?"

"Thuirt mi, 'Tha mi toilichte ur coinneachadh.'"

Fluttershy feels tears forming in her eyes. She's always been able to understand animals. That's her special talent. But this poor little mouse—not only is he cold and wet, she can't understand a word he's saying. She feels sorry for him. And a little part of her worries that maybe she can't really talk to animals, she's been lying all these years, and that the truth is finally coming out.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Mouse. I don't understand what you're saying."

The mouse sighs. "Dinna fash yersel. Mae ma, she says ane leid is nivver eneuch. Dae ye onerstaun that?"

Fluttershy bites her lip. "Not... really? Maybe a little."

"Well thank ye. The winds be snell an' keen, an' mae auld hald is..." His voice catches, and he blows his nose against his paws.

Fluttershy tries her best to smile. It's her job to be helpful and encouraging, after all. And it's not really important if she understands, is it? As long as she can take care of her critter friends, that's what matters. "There, there, Mr. Mouse. Everything will be fine. Why don't you have some seeds?" She pushes the little bowl closer to him.

The mouse nods. "Ye keep the heid, lass. It's a lang road that's no goat a turnin'. Mae ma, 'Whit's fur ye'll no go past ye,' she says. It’s gaein be awricht ance the pain has gane awa'."

"That's... I'm sure that's true, Mr. Mouse." Fluttershy finds herself at a loss for words. Is this what other ponies feel like, if they try talking to animals? But all her friends talk to their pets, don't they? Fluttershy's eyes start to water again. Something must be wrong with her.

No. No! She has to be a good hostess! That's the most important thing now. She should... she should try to keep up her end of the conversation, even if she can barely understand her new friend.

Fluttershy forces another smile. "So Mr. Mouse, where are you from?"

"A'm fae the stibble-field near the burn. Dae ye ken it?"

Fluttershy is finding it harder and harder to keep her composure.

The mouse looks up from his bowl of seeds and sees the tears in her eyes. "Sairy, lass. A'm ourie oot thro', an' a cannae keep mae heid. Dae ya wan'—"

Fluttershy bursts out crying and runs upstairs. Behind her, she can hear the brown mouse telling his two white companions, "An' tae think, that farmer called mae a wee, sleekit, cow'rin, tim'rous beastie."

Late Autumn

Fluttershy's cottage was eerily quiet.

Twilight shivered as a late autumn breeze crackled through the half-bare branches of the tree cottage. Winter was less than a week away, according to Rainbow Dash. That meant Fluttershy should have been out helping her critter friends prepare their dens for hibernation, but nopony had seen her for three days now. Twilight was starting to get worried.

"Fluttershy? Are you in there?"

Silence answered, so Twilight pounded on the door with her hoof. Still, she heard nothing. She peered into one of the windows beside the door, but the interior of the cottage was dark. Had Fluttershy gone away? Without telling anypony? It was possible, of course—in an abstract sense, anything was possible—but Twilight found the prospect unlikely. For the last few weeks, Fluttershy had been tending to an old field mouse who had been turned out of his burrow, and she could hardly stop talking about him. Surely she would have asked one of her friends to look in on the mouse, if she'd needed to travel somewhere.

Twilight cupped her hooves around her muzzle and shouted at the door. "Fluttershy, if you're here, I'm coming in. I want to make sure you're all right."

Still no answer. Sighing, Twilight used her magic to pick the door's lock. When she pushed it open, its creak sounded like the whine of an injured beast.

In the shadows beneath the stairs, Twilight's eyes caught a hint of movement. Her magic whip-cracked forward from her glowing horn, binding whatever it was she saw and floating it toward her. When the figure resolved itself into a pink-maned yellow pegasus, Twilight felt little surprise—though the sorry state of Fluttershy's coat and feathers brought a small gasp. Had something attacked her? Could that explain the absence of all of Fluttershy's creatures?

Twilight released Fluttershy from the bonds of her magic and rushed to comfort her, but Fluttershy flinched away as she approached. Twilight pulled up short, feeling anxiousness twist her stomach. She raised a hoof plaintively toward her friend. "What's wrong, Fluttershy?"

It took nearly a minute before Fluttershy would meet Twilight's eyes, and another minute before she could bring herself to speak. "Twilight," she whispered, "has anyone really been far even as decided to use even go want to do look more like?"