Band's Birthday Surprise

"How's that?" Vinyl asks holding up a mirror to Fluttershy. It's the night of Band's birthday, and Vinyl has just finished Fluttershy's "makeover".

Fluttershy looks into the mirror and takes in her reflection. It seems a little trashy, in her opinion. Her hair seems to spike in a straight way while seeming to have split ends, "Why does my hair have split ends?"

"Don't worry. It just looks like you have split ends. It'll go away as the hair grows out overtime." Fluttershy's hair looks frizzed a little and her clothes are Vinyl's, and they actually look good on her.

Vinyl's eighth note T-Shirt (with cut holes for Fluttershy's wings) seems to emphasize on the size and cleavage of Fluttershy's breasts. Her jeans, which are also Vinyl's, complement her curvy and voluptuous rear with her pink tail poking out of a hole in the back above her butt. She actually... looks HOT.

"I should wear jeans more often," Fluttershy thinks to herself. She looks up to Vinyl, who seems to be admiring her own work.

"I gave you my lucky sneakers," She says, "They should help with tonight."

"Oh, thank you."

"Now, Band likes a little of playful banter from me."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, like, you could try acting a little like me. He might like that."

"Really?" Fluttershy asks honestly.

"Yeah, try thinking of something on your own."

"Okay," Fluttershy takes a hand to her chin as she thinks. Then, she says seductively, as if she is speaking to her lover, " Hey, Sweetie."

Vinyl face-palms, "No, no, no, no. I mean like try 'Hey there, playboy'."

"Really? 'Playboy'?" Fluttershy mocks with a childish giggle.

"Come on," Vinyl hurries.

"Okay, okay," Fluttershy says. She breathes in, and out, and says slightly nervous, "Hey there, p-playboy."

"Relax."

"Hey there, playboy," Fluttershy finally says, perfectly seductive, with a wink and wave of her tail. Vinyl sees her as an almost exact reflection of her own self.

"Damn," Vinyl chuckles, "You really took to character that time."

Fluttershy breaks her distant seductive stare and breaks character with a nervous giggle, "Y-Yeah, sorry."

"No, that's perfect," Vinyl assures, "Do it just like that right when he walks through the door. The whole getup and the killer line is sure to catch him off guard."

Fluttershy takes a moment to picture Band's surprised face and smiles with a blush.

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After a hard day of filing notes and letters at the post office, Band drives up to the empty driveway and shuts off the car, taking out the keys after doing so. He looks to his right where his and Fluttershy's cottage lays. Then, something strikes Band as odd: Every light in the house is off except for a few candles in the living room windows.

Even with the candle light Band cannot see inside from within his car, so he steps out of the vehicle and treads over to the front door, still curious. All day and now, he has forgotten today is his birthday. It'd been a long hard-working day.

Band takes his keys, sticks the home key into the door lock, and twists to unlock. He hears muffled shuffling from behind the door. Then, the sound of furniture squeaking across wooden flooring. He puts the keys into his pocket and hesitantly opens the door a crack.

He stands there still, listening for a moment. Now, a familiar voice somehow catches him as even more odd.

"You going to open it, playboy?"

Out of the absurdity, Band furrows his brow, meaning, "What the buck?" and opens the door all the way.

Now, he sees the owner of that familiar voice. It's Fluttershy, and she wears an eighth note T-Shirt, tight worn jeans, with black and white sneakers. But that isn't the most absurd of the display. Her hair and tail are frayed, her wings a little fluffy, but for some reason Band was turned on by the whole presentation. The words she said; the way she looks: All makes him somehow want her more.

Fluttershy is oblivious to Band's train of thought and is nervously waiting for a reaction. Not sure of what he thinks of her.

"Does he like it?" She thinks to herself, "He's just wearing that face he makes when working on a puzzle."

Then, Band's face softens and a caring smile grows across it. He shuts the door behind him and walks towards her, grabbing her into a warm embrace.

Fluttershy gives in to his warm hug and hums a short quiet tone. She closes her eyes and, since her height is up to his chest, she takes in her lover's scent. Breathing in deeply.

"I forgot it was my birthday," Band admits in a whisper. Fluttershy reopens her eyes and looks up at him.

"You did?" She asks.

"Yeah," He pecks a kiss on her forehead, "but why this for me?"

"Erm... Vinyl came up with it," She explains, "She thought you might think I'm sexy. What do you think?"

Band looks at his little lover's jagged pink hair over her right eye and admires it for a moment. Then says, "It certainly is new."

"And...," She stops and lets a swish of her tail tell Band what she wants to do tonight.

Obviously, Band picks up on it. For he picks her up off the floor and looks into her eyes.

"I love you, Bubblegum" He says.

"I love you, too, Band Berry."

They share a deep kiss.