The Shy One

There she was, back turned to me. I could barely see her face, but I knew what I saw. She was yellow and had a long pink mane reaching almost to her hooves.

“A pegasus as well,” I thought to myself as I closed the door.

The door startled the mare, and I saw her jump a little.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to startle you like that.”

“Oh, um, that's okay. I, um, get startled easily.”

“Like me, I always tended to get startled over the little things and was always embarrassed."

She was now facing me, and I could finally see her face. My God, was she beautiful.

A perfect face and beautiful eyes, God, those eyes were of a sea foam green. I had to take a second to recompose myself before speaking.

"I get it; I always get startled over the little things too.”

“Oh, um, yeah.”

She was shy, and I could see that clearly, just like me. I was always drawn to other shy and quiet ponies like myself because they made me feel safe and secure.

"Maybe you could help me out. I just got to town, hoping to find some work and a place to stay while I get on my hooves."

“Oh, um, well, there are lots of jobs around town, always hiring ponies.”

“That’s great! Any pony you’d recommend?”

“Well, um, Pinkie Pie and her family are always looking for help at Sugar Cube Corner; you could start there.”

"Great, I'll ask her about a job."

"Now, I only need a place to lie my head down."

"Um, well, I do know a place, but um, well..."

"Well?" I asked curiously.

"It's just that I don't usually invite other ponies over."

"Wait, are you offering me a place to stay?"

"Um, maybe?"

"That's very kind of you; I didn't catch your name."

"Oh, um, I'm Fluttershy.”

“My name's Blue Bolt.”

"Oh, um, is it because you're, you know, blue?" she asked curiously.

"Oh, my name? Yeah, my Mom came up with it rather quickly, as you would expect," I let out a small chuckle but was also a bit embarrassed.

"I like it; it fits you well," Fluttershy said.

My cheeks start to warm up and begin to feel red. “Oh no, I thought to myself. It never took long to get me to blush, and this was no different.” “Well, thank you, I appreciate that," I nervously said. “I'm guessing the shyness in your name comes from you, well, being a bit shy?”

I watched as her whole face became red and flushed. “Oh no, that may have been too much I nervously thought.”

“Um, m-maybe,” is all she said.

“Oh, I didn't mean to.”

“No, it's okay. You're right. I'm just shy, is all.”

“Yeah, I know what that's like.”

“It was nice meeting you, Blue Bolt, but I should probably go.”

“Oh, well, it was nice meeting you too, Fluttershy.” Still blushing as she passed me and trotted out the door.

I stood there for a moment, thinking about what had just happened.

"That was such a stupid fucking thing to say." But the more I thought about Fluttershy, the more my mind pondered. There was something about that mare that just felt right. The way she looked and talked, and her scent. God, her scent was empowering. All I could smell through the room was pine and cedar, two of my favorite smells they just so happened to be. I knew I had to see her again. "Wait a minute, wasn't she going to offer me a place to stay? God damn it, I scared her off! Classic Blue Bolt always fucking something up.”

I recomposed and breathed; I needed to find her, apologize, and hope the offer still stands. And with that, I gathered my bags and headed out the door into a beautiful orange and pink sunset.