A Rainbow Colored Heart

Embers rose as the fire burned through the clear night sky. Matthew sat at the far end of the fire, poking at it with a pointed stick every so often to move the wood and make it burn brighter. Matthias sat on the other side, Rainbow leaning against him as usual; the music coming from his guitar was welcoming as he sang to the crowd of ponies gathered around the flames. Matthew enjoyed Matthias’ guitar; he only ever brought it out on special occasions or get-togethers, where he would play for his family, or in this case his friends. Back when he met him, it was the only way Matthias would ever come out of his shell and become a completely different person.

All the ponies sat around the fire, enjoying it in their own way. Applejack lay with her hat covering her eyes, and a piece of grass sticking out of her mouth. Pinkie was roasting marshmallows over the flame, pulling them out just before they caught on fire and popping it into her mouth. Rainbow leaned against Matthias’ side happily, arguably asleep but obviously happy about something. Rarity sat brushing out Fluttershy’s long, pink mane, making her appear all the more cute to Matthew, who would often find himself just staring until she caught him, making him turn away quickly.

Even after finding Rarity, he still hadn’t found an excuse to confess his feelings towards Fluttershy; unable to find the right moment, or the right words to say to her to try and make her feel the same about him. Rarity had tried to assist him once or twice, but to no avail; he was still in “The Friend Zone” to her. Sure, he would engage in conversation once or twice, earning a chuckle here, a blush there, but never anything like he wanted. He turned to Matthias again, who had his eyes closed, his head bobbing up and down as he strummed the strings; for him, the hard part was over. It wasn’t hard to see that Rainbow loved him and he loved her, and that was what Matt was struggling to accomplish with Fluttershy; getting the whole “liking him” part of the equation down.

Suddenly, Pinkie popped up next to Matthew, making him jump slightly; he still hadn’t gotten used to that.

“What’s wrong, Mr Main?” she asked, meeting his gaze.

Matthew sighed. “N-nothing,” he lied.

Immediately Pinkie leaned in squinting slightly as if to examine Matthews face. “Liar,” she stated with a slight smile.

“Honestly, Pinkie, it’s nothing,” Matthew stated, trying to stop her from pressing any further.

Pinkie wasn’t fazed. Her smile grew slightly more devious as she leaned in and whispered into Matthew’s ear. “We can do this the easy way, or the hard way.”

“What’s the hard way?” he asked nervously.

“Oh, you don’t wanna know Matt, trust me,” she warned.

Normally Matthew would have been unfazed, but this was Pinkie Pie: breaker of the laws of physics; the same Pinkie Pie who could probably kill him and no one would ever find out. Yes, he was that scared of her.

“Listen Pinkie, I just don’t want to talk about it here,” he stated, shyly avoiding her gaze.

“Okie dokie lokie,” she stated, carrying the same hint of suspicion. “But I’ve got my eye on you!” He swore he saw Pinkie’s eye stretch from its socket towards him.

Matthew let out a sigh of relief, turning to find that the music had stopped and all attention was back on him. Pinkie, however, was back to roasting marshmallows acting as if the whole thing had never happened.

“How the hell does she do that?” Matthew mused to himself.

“Everything OK, Main?” Matthias asked.

“Yeah, I’m fine,” he stated, getting up from the log he was sitting on.  “I’ll be back, got to go use the commode for a sec,” he lied.

As quickly as he could, he rushed towards the house, almost slamming the door behind him as he went inside, rushed into the kitchen and grabbed an empty cup from one of the cupboards, filling it with water from the sink.

“So what’s really going on?” Pinkie’s voice suddenly came from behind, making Matthew almost drop his glass.

“HOLY GOD PINKIE, DON’T DO THAT!” he yelled, grabbing his heart with his free hand and feeling it beat faster than he thought possible.

“Do what?” she asked, making Matthew face palm.

“Never mind,” he said, drinking the last bit of water in the glass.

“Well we’re not out there anymore, so what’s going on with you?” Pinkie asked. “What’s got that smile turned upside down?”

There was no way out of this, he knew that. The only exit was blocked by the fucker of physics and he was sure that no matter how fast he ran she would probably just head him off before he even opened the door. It was safer to just get this off his chest now and deal with whatever Pinkie would throw at him.

“Alright, fine; you win,” Matthew stated. “The truth is…”

“Yes...”

“That I kind of have a crush on this girl,” Matthew stated.

“Is it Rarity?” Pinkie interrupted. “I bet it’s Rarity.”

“No, it’s not Rarity.”

“Applejack?”

He shook his head.

“Rainbow? Because I don’t think th-“

“IT’S FLUTTERSHY, OK!” Matthew interrupted.

“Well, why didn’t you say so? Come on, let’s tell her!” Pinkie said, going for the door.

“Pinkie, no, I want to do it myself.”

“Then why haven’t you?”

Matthew let out a sigh. “It’s…complicated.”

“Aw, does Mr Main have a shy problem himself?”

Matthew looked down out of embarrassment; the truth hit him like a ton of bricks, and coming from a pink pony, no less. “I’m just nervous on how to talk to her.”

“Is it because she’s a pony?”

“That’s part of it I guess,” Matthew admitted. “I guess I’m having more trouble talking to Fluttershy than I do talking with any other girl I have ever met.”

“Matthias doesn’t seem to have any problems with it.”

“Yeah, well he was as skeptical about it first as I am now. He told me to look at her like a normal human girl, but I’m finding it hard to look past…”

“The hooves and mane?”

“Basically, yeah. That about sums it up.”

Pinkie brought a hoof up to her lower lip, looking up at the ceiling, contemplating what to tell him. “This one’s a doozy,” she mused. “How do you hook Fluttershy up with another Fluttershy, only one Fluttershy is a male human and the other Fluttershy is a female pony?”

“Patience- Maybe it’ll come to you sooner or later?” she finally stated.

“You sound like Matthias,” Matthew stated, rolling his eyes. “He said that about a week or two ago and there hasn’t been any progress at all.”

Pinkie looked towards the door for a moment as if to see if anyone was coming through. “I wouldn’t say that,” she whispered.

“What do you mean?”

“I’m not allowed to say, not unless I want to stick a cupcake in my eye,” Pinkie joked. “Just be patient, your chance may be closer than you think,” she said with a wink, before heading for the door again.

“Hey Pinkie,” Matthew called, making her stop before she reached the door. “Thanks.”

Pinkie merely smiled as she turned and walked out the door, leaving Matthew alone in the kitchen with a new sense of hope, one which that he thought just might pay off.

Matthew lay quietly in his bed that night, unable to fall asleep as he stared up at the ceiling fan as it rotated, listening as the crickets chirped outside. He was restless, having tossed and turned only moments ago. He was unable to fall asleep thanks to what Pinkie had told him earlier. Patience was an easier thing to say than to actually accomplish, and what did Pinkie mean when she said that he had been making progress when clearly he hadn’t? It was all so confusing.

Matthew let out an irritated sigh, running a hand over his face before turning again to face the wall, his back to the door, fighting to try and find some sort of excuse to get his body to fall asleep, to no avail.

Suddenly, the old white door creaked open, making Matthew freeze where he was, listening intently as he heard the approaching footsteps of whatever it was draw near.

“Matthew?” a small voice whispered which he swore was Fluttershy. He faked being asleep, hoping she would speak again. “Matthew?” the voice said a little louder; oh yeah, it was Fluttershy alright. No one else had that timid a voice.

Turning over, Matthew looked at the shivering form of the small yellow Pegasus as she hid behind her mane.

“You OK, Fluttershy?” Matthew asked, trying to fake a tired groggy voice.

“I…I had a bad dream,” she stated shyly.

Matthew smiled slightly. “You wanna camp out in here tonight?” he asked, scooting over to make room for her and pulling back the covers slightly.

“If that’s alright…I mean if you don’t want me to…”

“It’s fine, Fluttershy; I don’t mind in the least,” Matthew said.

She was hesitant at first as she approached the bed, taking a breath of courage before jumping up onto the mattress and crawling underneath the covers next to Matthew.

“I’m sorry about this; I didn’t mean to wake you up,” she stated shyly.

“It’s fine Shy, I can understand having a bad dream. I get them sometimes, too. I’m just glad you don’t have to deal with this all by yourself.”

“Thank you Matthew, it really means a lot,” she said turning over to face him; an unmistakable blush was on her face.

Matthew laid down next to her, unsure whether or not to hug her or even touch her for that matter; he didn’t want to risk ruining this moment. It took but a moment for Fluttershy to close her eyes and slowly drift to sleep again, breathing steadily with her chest rising and falling with each breath. Suddenly she began to shake slightly, a look of distress of on her face and tears forming in her eyes. As if by instinct, Matthew put an arm over her body and slowly pulled her close to him, feeling just how hard she was shivering as his skin touched her. Ever so slowly, Fluttershy moved and placed her head against Matthew’s chest, her ear pressed up where his heart was. Her shivering began to dissipate as she nuzzled closer, rubbing the side of her soft face against Matthew’s bare chest before at last settling down and falling into a peaceful slumber yet again. Lightly, Matthew hugged her, earning a pleasant sigh from the mare.

“Goodnight, Fluttershy,” he stated, before he too found a peaceful slumber.

A/N

Well guys im either happy or sad to say that those of you coming to this story for happiness had better leave now. If you want to you can call this the end, but if you love the story like I think you do please stick with me through the sad times just like you have with the happy.

Thanks For Reading Guys

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-Matthias(SonicsDemon)