It certainly was an unspectacular Saturday. At least, for Fluttershy (though she doesn't think it's a necessarily bad thing). It was the same old same old for her. Wake up, feed Angel Bunny, hang out with her friends and support them on their endeavors.
She looked through the photos taken from the past and today and looked at how happy her friends were, and how happy it made her that they were happy. She looked at Rarity who was positioned next to Rainbow Dash- holding each other by the hip. Applejack and Twilight hugging. And her and Pinkie Pie holding onto each other, she was piggyback riding Pinkie.
She smiled with a wide grin. Though she would never tell, her friends made her the happiest girl in the world more than they could ever know. She laid on her bed holding the phone close up to her with her fluffy blankets covering her up to her chest. She held the phone close to her heart to give her friends a pseudo virtual hug.
Though when she takes it off of her and stares at it with intent, she sees someone piggyback riding Pinkie Pie. Yet that isn't her. That doesn't feel like her at all, she scrambles to check things out until she realizes that girl in the picture is her. Yet that doesn't feel right, that can't be her.
She zooms into her face, the face that... girl was putting on a slight smile, her long pink hair covering up one of her eyes at the angle it was taken. She goes to touch her hair and feels how long it's gotten, she frowned. While she didn't completely hate it, it was just a bother.
Fluttershy walked over to the mirror, her hair fittingly long. Her eyes widened as they reflected on what she said before, it was way more of a bother than she thought. She grabbed the scissors in the mirror's cupboard. They were a light yellow pair designed probably for children. Fluttershy hasn't switched them out ever since she moved out of her parents house.
She decided that she didn't want their hair too short, she doesn't know how the girls would react to her hair being cut short. She took the scissors up to the fluffy pink hair on her head and cut. She took the scissors down to the middle area of her back, oh.
She messed up slightly, she'll have to cut it shorter. Oh! That one was really off, she has to make it even at least. Mhm, that's good. Oh wait! Just a little more. Done! She looked at herself in the mirror, now that was more like it! But she realized she may have gone a teensy-tiny bit overboard.
Scratch that, it was way more than teensy-tiny! It was crazy. It was shorter than most of her friends hair, and barely reached her shoulders. It looked more like a boys haircut than a girl like hers should be. Yet it felt right, somehow. Like something inside her felt something that made her feel good, like something deep down said it was right for her.
She was conflicted about this, and about her feelings currently. What did it all mean, why was she thinking these things. Who could she talk to about this and about whatever her issue is. Someone that could help her out in her time of need. Someone... like her boyfriend! Of course, why didn't she think of that in the first place?
She went out of the bathroom and grabbed her phone, still on the image of her and her friends like she had it something like 5 minutes ago. She went to the text portion of her phone and messaged her boyfriend. She simply stated in the message 'hey can u come over!!! i need to talk to you abt something :3' and sent.
Less than a minute later he replied 'of course! ill come over right away x)' She smiled at her phone, thinking about her boyfriend and how he would comfort her. While he wasn't much of a talker to most people he wasn't close to, he was still a comforting presence that she enjoyed thoroughly and was great at comforting her in her times of need. She smiled and thought about how it'll be sorted out once he comes over.
Vinyl knocked on the door, until he realized he already had his key to her place. He took it out and slammed open the door. He walked in and said something loudly to make it so she knows he's here. "FLUTTERS! Yo! I'm here!" he heard from Fluttershy's bedroom a small noise. Clearly from her.
He made his way over to her bedroom, avoiding confronting angel bunny. He does not want to see that guy again, yeesh. He opened the door and looked at Fluttershy. What he didn't expect was how she looked. 'That's hot.' he thought to himself, looking down at the girl before him.
Her hair cut boyish-ly, wearing a hoodie of her favorite character from one of their favorite show to watch together. Invader.. invader.. whatever, he'll think of it. Her legs only slightly covered up by leggings. But he shouldn't think any bad thoughts. It was clearly a situation of seriousness she needed help with.
"What's been bothering ya?" Vinyl asked, lying comfortably down next to Fluttershy. Her nervousness was heightened, would he even know what she means? "I um.. I feel weird."
"Physically?" Vinyl said with a head tilt. "Um no, it's just that.. well. I looked at a photo of me and my friends but it didn't look like myself!" She said rather quickly, Vinyl raised an eyebrow at this. Does she know? "In what way, dude?" Fluttershy recalled her memories.
"Well, the me in the picture didn't look like myself.. it looked like some girl!" Vinyl nodded. "Well, have you ever thought about wanting to be a boy?" Vinyl grinned at Fluttershy. "Well, I-, sometimes... sorry. Sorry. But uh, I've thought about what it would be like if I was born a boy... and what would it be like."
Vinyl smiled, "And why did you cut your hair this short." He flicked Fluttershy's hair causing her to flinch. "Um, that was an accident, but I really like it this way!" Fluttershy exclaimed, her eyes widening and putting her hands on her mouth. "And why do you really like it?"
"Well it looks kinda boyish, and cool like Rainbow Dash but uh, shorter." Fluttershy smiled. Vinyl grinned back at Fluttershy. "What you might be experiencing is gender dysphoria." Fluttershy was stunned. Was that it?
"I would know, I'm trans. I feel like you're experiencing it in a different way than I did. Right now it's like you're a caterpillar waiting to transition into a butterfly." Vinyl took his headphones off of his shoulder. "You might be trans, dude."
Fluttershy felt as though ~~she~~ he was completely shell shocked by this. Why did he never even consider that fact? Though, maybe he subconsciously went to Vinyl knowing he's trans. Or maybe dumb luck and fate intertwined to give him this result, either way. He was surprised.
"But, you do know it's your life. You should probably consider what I just said, but it's your choice on whether to reflect on those feelings or keep them buried inside of you forever." Vinyl shrugged. "But what do I know-"
"No no! You were helpful. Thank you! I'm still kind of, well, unsure about all this. But thank you for being there for me." Vinyl tackled Fluttershy into a hug and he reciprocated. Fluttershy muttered under his breath one simple thing to Vinyl. 'I love you.' Vinyl responded to his quietly whispered message with just a simple, 'I love you too.'
