Fluttershys secret

Fluttershy's secret

"The one person anyone can trust at all costs is themselves. After all, you can lie to yourself can you?": Fluttershy.

These were the words Fluttershy's saintly father told her in the very brief period of time they managed to spend together before he met his untimely in an unfortunate incident Fluttershy vowed never to talk about to anyone.

No one knew what it was that claimed the life of that poor man Fluttershy called papa, the one person she could honestly say she could trust.

But all anyone knew was that whatever it was, everlasting trauma which would likely never be cured was what it would forever leave poor Flutters with.

The many fanboys around her college classroom who all held one sided crushes on the pink haired activists known as Fluttershy noticed this the most. They often tried to get a conversation with the kind and generous sweetheart who had assisted them and treated them so well, but even their kindest and most heartfelt gestures were met only with Fluttershy politely declining before wishing them a pleasant day nonetheless.

"No offense meant, but I'm...I'm a,afraid I,d,don't t,trust you" she would whisper in reply to the boy who tried to ask her on a date. "I, I'm sorry... so sorry" she would stutter. To trust anyone but herself was to pay no heed to the wise words said by her shrewd and saintly father, and to bring great shame upon herself by disappointing him deeply.

For this reason and another far deeper one which she kept to herself (for it involved the "incident" that Fluttershy swore to tell no one but herself) Fluttershy trusted no one. It was easy to get her to like you (for another one of her father's shrewd remarks taught her that hating was bad) but however hard you tried, she would never fully trust you. In fact she would only trust her closest companions as much as she trusted her most hated enemies.

It made no difference to Fluttershy whether you wore a priests robe and fez or an assassins tunic and mask, Fluttershy stayed true to the words of her father and watched you like a a hawk, not wanting to risk anything by giving her trust.

Even among her closest friends, who were to her the closest thing she would ever have to a family, though she regarded them with a soft smile, she never approached them without first concealing a fully loaded pistol in her jacket pocket.

It was hidden so subtly no one would suspect its existence and though reluctant to do so, she would draw it out in a flash if anyone stepped even slightly out of line.

Each time Fluttershy was about to take a sip from a drink be it from a vending machine, a shop or a pub she always pulled out her mini chemistry kit and tested it for poison carefully. She did the same with food and only ate or drank after the test showed that not a hint of poison was present.

No one could be trusted but herself.

She did not want a boyfriend despite the tons of male students more than willing to die for her attention, to do that would be to trust them and she could never do that. Marriage and romance were tragically two beautiful privileges poor Flutters would never have the joy of savoring.

No one could be trusted but herself.

To honor the vow she made to both herself and her father, she had to distance herself from even the five friends she had the closest bond of all.

They had known each other since the day they met in kindergarten so long ago. FLutters, who hated her nickname Fluttershy, still remembered that day like it was yesterday and it nearly broke her heart when she lamented the fact she would never be able to regard them with the amount of trust friends as good as them deserved from her.

It was heart wrenching to say the least. But to trust otherwise was to say that her father was wrong and that every valuable thing he had taught her was bullshit.

It would be actively insulting her father, not to mention putting herself in deep danger (for her father taught that to trust in anyone but the self was to endanger oneself) and she could never do that.