I Need To Tell You Something

"Oh my," Fluttershy looks to her home pregnancy test results in the safety and security of her own bathroom. The only downside is that she has to take it while Band's home and he doesn't know. She looks at the results with an astonished expression.

Positive...

As her astonished look fails to fade away, tears begin to run down her cheeks. A heavy rock drops in her stomach. She thought she was ready for this. Her and Band had been trying for this since he and her had a talk over it in bed, but now that she's really pregnant she feels terrible. She feels nervous how Band might react. Will he react the same way, or will he want this: a baby?

Eventually Band knocks on the door taking Fluttershy out of her stunned state.

"Bubblegum," He asks, "are you alright in there?"

Fluttershy sniffs quietly and answers, "Yeah, I'm fine."

"Alright," Band says, but unconvinced, with concern still in his tone.

How should she tell him? Should she ask for some help? She's never prepared to tell him this. She takes a breath to calm down and walks to the mirror to make sure she looks like she wasn't sobbing. Then she walks to the door, opens it, and walks into the living room of the cottage.

She notices that Band's sitting on the couch with his earbuds watching videos on his phone and he takes them off to look at her when she walks in.

"Hey, Bubblegum. Anything wrong?"

Fluttershy puts on a dishonest smile, "No, Sweetie. I'm fine."

"Are you sure?" Band asks. Then Fluttershy remembers how well he can tell a real smile from a fake one.

"I..." She hesitates to tell him.

"Yeah?"

"I... I can't tell you," It hurts Fluttershy when she tells him this. She is always grateful for Band's honesty, a moral he shares the same passion for as Applejack that makes them good friends, and she can hardly bear the thought of him thinking that she doesn't trust him, so she forces out an assurance, "I still trust you... I just-"

"Okay," Band interrupts softly.

"What?"

"I can understand. What ever you have to hold, I can live without you telling me."

Fluttershy's smile becomes more real, "Okay."

"I just hope you can tell me someday."

"I will," She tells him.

He's so kind, She thinks.

Band puts back in his earbuds and continues his video. Fluttershy can't help but sigh and think, That went better than I had thought.

An alarm on her phone in her pocket goes off and she takes it out to look at the reminder, "Lunch with the girls." She'd forgotten about their lunch together. Sudennly, a light bulb comes on in her head. She can ask her friends for help.

She grabs her bag off of the coffee table and kisses Band goodbye.

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Twilight had planned a picnic and Fluttershy gave the suggestion of locating it in the calming meadows days before.

It's a bright sunny day and Fluttershy soon finds all her friends at the picnic. She's first greeted by Rainbow Dash.

"Fluttershy, there you are!" Dash says with a smile and open arms. She gives Fluttershy a hug and Fluttershy embraces it. After they let go, Fluttershy apologizes.

"I'm so sorry. I'm very late, aren't I?"

"Ah, don't sweat it," Applejack assures, "I was late, too. Working on the farm and all."

"Oh, okay," Fluttershy replies, still feeling guilty.

Her and Dash sit down with the rest of the group and Twilight asks Fluttershy, "So what did Band think of the science book I gave him?"

Fluttershy sets down her bag and realizes she's being spoken to, "Oh, um. He's told me a lot of things that he likes about it. One I remember him telling me was that asteroids somehow brought water to the planet in the creation of it..." All her friends look at her in amazement, "Or something like that. What?"

Twilight rubs the back of her neck, "We're just surprised you could remember that after being told only once."

"Yeah," Dash says, "I didn't really catch all that, but that's fine."

"Oh," Fluttershy says.

"Dear," Rarity begins, "what have you been doing lately? We hardly see you at all now."

"Oh, well I've just been busy spending time with Band and helping the animals," Fluttershy giggles cutely and adds, "Band tries to help me, but last time he helped me with feeding the chickens and he tripped over one and fell face first. He's alright, but I told him that I'd be fine doing it all by myself."

"Doesn't sound like he's very good at carin' 'fer animals," Applejack says with a concerned look.

"Well, he's told me about how he was raised with a dad who didn't care for anything but computers and a mom who cared about him. He learned just how to use computers. It's something that's a blessing and a curse for him."

Fluttershy's smile gives.

It's awkwardly silent for a moment, but Pinkie sings out, "I brought cupcakes~!"

"What's wrong, Fluttershy?" Dash asks.

Fluttershy looks Dash in the eyes, then to Pinkie who begins stuffing her face with cupcakes out of her basket. Fluttershy sighs, "I need help."

Everyone stops and listens. Pinkie even stopped.

"With what?" Twilight asks.

Fluttershy sighs again, "Girls," They all lean in, "you know when a couple love each other so much that they want to have a child?"

Everyone agrees with her.

"Well me and Band have been trying to have a child."

Every one of her friends smile, and Pinkie's grin widens as her eyes glisten.

"I'm... I'm pregnant."

Pinkie then explodes with joy, but Dash and the rest see Fluttershy's gloom.

"Why aren't you happy?" Dash asks.

"I don't know how to feel," Fluttershy confesses, "I just feel scared and nervous."

Dash then grabs Fluttershy in a hug.

"Well, have you told Band?" Rarity asks.

"I need help on that."

"Well, we don't know much about this," Twilight says, "This subject requires you to step up to talk to him and tell him."

"But what if he-" Fluttershy starts, but Twilight interrupts.

"We can't help you, I'm sorry."

"But we can throw you a baby shower!" Pinkie sounds from behind everyone.

"I would help you if I knew how," Dash says to Fluttershy, "but I don't."

"Then I guess I'll try telling him at dinner," Fluttershy spends the rest of the picnic catching up with her friends until sundown, and heads home.