A Week in the Life of Shattered Heart

We wake up the next morning. Saturday. Oh, boy.

“Time to watch all these episodes of Neighs of our Lives, right?”

“I’ll get some popcorn.”

Soon Flutters and I are cuddling on the couch, sharing popcorn, and watching soap operas.

“Oh my! Did Nicolt really just--”

“She did.”

Soon our DVR is free of our stories. I look over and smile. “How about a horror movie?” I ask.

“Um… I don’t know…”

“It’s okay. I’ll be here. It’s just an image on the screen. It won’t hurt you.”

Fluttershy nods and cuddles up to me. We choose The Trottingham Chainsaw Massacre. Surprisingly, she doesn’t utter a sound throughout the whole movie. She just cuddles under my wing.

“It wasn’t so bad, was it?” I ask as the movie ends.

“Actually… I was still a bit scared.”

I kiss her cheek.

“I have to ask… why did you get all those piercings?” Fluttershy asks.

“I got my nostril pierced and my eyebrow pierced to show my individuality. My ear piercings… did ‘em myself ‘cuz I can.”

“They’re all very nice,” she smiles, blushing.

“Thanks, Flutters.”

We turn off the TV and go to bed.