Fluttershy's Nature Show

The camera moves around the reef a bit more, with Twilight confusing sea worms for sea snakes, and Fluttershy correcting her. A few more sharks come around to swim near Fluttershy and be rubbed. None of them seem to be aggressive or even very hungry, but Twilight moves further away with each new one that shows up with an uncomfortable groan.

"Aren't they just cute little things, Twilight?" giggles Fluttershy, surrounded by sharks. "And so very playful, too."

"Yes, very cute..."

"Can the camera even pick them up from way back there?"

"Yeah."

The statement is true, as about twenty sharks are in frame. Twilight moves back a little more, and an approaching dogfish brushes up against her. Immediately, she shouts and swims away from it, propelling her into the cluster that's surrounded Fluttershy. With yet another shriek, she swims quickly up to the surface, dropping the camera.

Fluttershy sighs. "Don't go too far, guys, I'm just going to go have a word with her."

The screen reverts to just being blue as Fluttershy swims away and the sharks turn their attention to something else. After about a minute, Fluttershy's mic picks up her voice. "Are you okay?"

"No, I'm not. Can we go to another reef? One with less sharks around?"

"Most reefs will have sharks, Twilight. Bigger sharks, more aggressive ones, and I thought you'd feel better with the nicer ones. I didn't want to put you right alongside a hammerhead, or a great white. A little bitty dogfish that won't hurt you seemed way more amenable."

Twilight sighs. "Look, I just need a moment to recover. I'll be back down in a minute, just, give me some time, okay?"

"Okay."

A few minutes later, Fluttershy swims back into view, digging the camera out of the sand where it had fallen and finding a good spot where it would be easily seen when Twilight did come back down. She tries to point it to where the sharks are before swimming back over to them.

"I'm sorry, little sharky friends. I don't want to sound mean or unhappy, but can I ask a few of you to swim somewhere else? It's nothing personal, but my friend is not so happy to be spending the day with so many of you, and I think a smaller group would be easier for her. If it makes you feel any better, she's going to be a few more minutes, so you can continue to swim around me for a bit longer."

The sharks stay close to Fluttershy, though some of them do meander away to avoid starting another incident. Fluttershy spends the next few minutes rubbing down the sharks along their backs and sides, giggling and smiling as they frolic about her.

"Is there something you need, sirs?" Twilight's voice comes through loud and clear in the recording, but she doesn't seem to be down here yet, and Fluttershy doesn't react to it. A few muffled voices answer her, but it's unclear exactly what they say. "I'm also here for a research project. I was just down there a moment ago."

Suddenly, the sharks scatter as a loud rushing noise that seems to come from everywhere. Fluttershy swims forward to grab the camera and try to record whatever's happening, but as soon as she picks it up, she's wrapped up in a large net. She tries to move her way out of it, but she doesn't make much progress. She doesn't have a knife, either, so there's nothing she can use to cut her way out.

"That may very well be," says Twilight, "but we have the express written permission of Princess Celestia. Right here, in plain Equestrian." The voices sound very angry. "Give that back!" There's a bit of a scuffle, ending with two heavy bangs and Twilight yelling "The coast guard will be hearing about this!"

A few seconds later, the net begins to move, dragging Fluttershy and the camera along with it. She tries to free herself, but only ends up even more entangled as the reef disappears.

After several minutes of being unable to do anything, Fluttershy and the net come to a stop again. Slowly, she begins to once again attempt to free herself, but just as she manages to be free her right arm, the net comes up, then drops back down, dragging her along with it. As she is being dropped, a very large octopus ends up in the path of the net, and despite her call for it to move out of the way, it ends up stuck in the net with her.

I guess we're stuck in here together," sighs Fluttershy. "I'm sorry it's come to this, but I don't have a way out."

The octopus reaches his tentacles through the holes in the netting, managing to pull apart the knot that secured the net to the line as they were being pulled up. The sudden detachment meant that, rather than being rapidly brought to the surface by the winch on the boat, they are dropping with the weights at the edges of the net.

After a long drop, the net comes to rest on the seafloor, next to a pile of rocks. Fluttershy outstretches her arms and tail as much as she can to keep from landing too hard on the octopus. She didn't want to hurt him by accident, but it makes her landing a bit harder as a result. She lets out a yelp of pain as the heavy ropes of the net strike her hard across the back like a hammer.

Immediately, the octopus begins to slide his tentacles through the netting, a bit confused by the multitude of holes, but with a quick helping hand from Fluttershy, he manages to squeeze his entire body through a tiny hole, freeing himself.

"I know you're under no obligation to help me," begs Fluttershy, "but do you think you could go find my friend, Twilight, and bring her over to help me out of this?"

The octopus says nothing, but begins to wrap his tentacles all around Fluttershy's body, squeezing her breasts and explores her body, his tentacles rummaging through her mane. He has no intention of finding or telling Twilight anything. Instead, he makes it a point to caress her body, his suction cups telling him everything he wants to know about her.

"Fluttershy?" calls Twilight, her voice scratchy and a bit staticky at this distance. "We need to be on our way. There were some poachers masquerading as researchers up top. The captain chased them off, but we should come back and try again tomorrow. Fluttershy?"