The Stench

At Fluttershy's Funeral

  Your head hangs, your quiet sobs racking your shoulders slightly. Celestia has tears in her eyes, and the mane 6 are openly crying. You sit near the casket. Her frame was so horrifying it had to be a closed casket funeral. You don't listen to the ponies. You just remember the tremble and uncertainty in Fluttershy's voice before you left. 'I should have sensed something was up. I should have been a better husband...' You think. You step up when Celestia calls your name, but say few things. You mainly talk about how she was so kind and loving.