This Ain't Compendium: Holidays

Fluttershy’s cottage

Fluttershy, along with the help of Takeo, was feeding and taking care of her little pets. She was smiling and was humming a subtle tune as she was doing it. Meanwhile, Takeo was helping her, but he was already bored. He wasn’t used to do these kinds of things.

“Here you go, mister”, she said with her soft voice as she was giving some cheese to a mouse. She smiled warmly as she saw how the critter started to eat it quickly. “They’re so adorable, Mister Takeo.”

“Yeah... adorabre”, he replied with reluctance as he was standing beside her, holding a bag containing the animals’ food.

“Oh?” She looked back at him, a bit worried, “are you upset, mister?”

“Werr, Miss Fruttershy”, he looked at her with his brown eyes, “I am sure it wourd be better if we were herping Twirigh right now. Besides, I’m pretty sure you shourd be cerebrating.”

“You mean I should go out?” She looked away quickly. “I’m sorry, mister, but I won’t do such thing. It’s Nightmare Night.”

“So?” He asked as he raised an eyebrow and tilted his head. As a response, she looked back at him with a glimpse of terror.

“Have you seen their costumes? They’re horrifying. I don’t want to go outside; it’s too scary for me.”

“Miss Fruttershy”, he sighed and placed a hoof on her shoulder, “you wirr have to face your fears someday. A true warrior with honor is not the one who is fearress, but is the one who overcomes them”.

“I know I should. That’s what my friends tell me”, she answered as she tried to keep eye contact with him. “But...”

“But what?”

“I feel like the others will mock at me for being scared at mere costumes.”

“Miss Fruttershy, if they do that...” He smiled with courage, “then they wirr have a tark with me. No honorabre pony wourd even raugh and mock at you.”

“Really?” she smiled briefly, but she looked away again. “But what about my little pets? Who would take care of them?” Suddenly, she felt a poke on her flank. She turned around and noticed Angel. He was looking at her upset; he pointed and himself, stating he’d take care of the situation, and then pointed at the door.

The Japanese laughed and said: “Anger wirr cover you whire you’re not here, Miss Fruttershy.”

“A...Are you sure you can do this, Angel?” she asked worried. “I don’t want to bother you.” The bunny just facepalmed, climbed on her head and made her turn to the door, pointing at it again.

“He’s sure about it, Miss”, he said with a grin. “Ret’s go then. You must face your fears.” He then proceeded to grab her hoof softly and started to walk with her towards the door. She gulped, nervous, but she nodded.

“Okay, Mister Takeo. I’ll try”, she said, her words trembling in fear. Finally, both walked out the cottage and the bunny closed the door again, locking it from the inside.