A Life of Shy

“A DNR is not the same as a DNT!” Doctor Richard exclaimed. “We can still treat him as long as he has a pulse!”

“Sir, he’s in a comatose state. He’s actively unresponsive, therefore we can’t legally treat him,” Angela stated.

“Look up the word ‘resuscitate’ and I can guarantee you that legally we can still, and will, treat him!”

“Your lawsuit, not mine,” Angela said sarcastically.

“Oh my God, I have so many questions!” I said excitingly. As I’m sitting on her couch, Fluttershy is putting together some food— a combination of vegetables in a smooth broth. It smells delicious.

“I bet you do. However, there is something I need to tell you first.”

“Is something wrong?” I asked, concerned at the tone of her reply. Fluttershy put the now cup-up vegetables in the pot and trotted up to the couch, letting the vegetables cook in the broth.

“Well yes and no. I have no problem with you living here with me. The problem I have is that you’re a different species. I don’t want to keep you captive here in my home, but at the same time I think ponies would either freak out or be curious about you.”

“Well isn’t there a way to turn me into something else?”

“I can’t, but now that you mention it, I believe I know somepony who can.” Fluttershy trotted back to the kitchen to check on the vegetable broth.

“You mean Twilight?” I asked.

Fluttershy froze in surprise. “You did you-“

“I watch you and your friends on TV,” I interrupted.

“Right,” Fluttershy said in relief. “I forgot.”

“It’s okay,” I assured her. “I can tell you aren’t used to having humans here. In fact, I think we’re both going to need to adjust to this in some way or another.”

“You make a good point,” Fluttershy responded. She poured two bowls of vegetable broth, carefully putting them on her back to bring to the couch. She trotted back to the couch directly in front of me.

“Thank you,” I said. I closed my eyes and bowed my head. “Dear Heavenly Father, thank you for this food which is made for the nourishment of our-“

“Uh, what are you doing?” Fluttershy interrupted. “Also, who are you talking to?”

Oh shoot, I forgot ponies don’t believe in God like I do. I don’t even know if Christianity exists in Equestria.

“It’s complicated,” I said.

“What is?” Fluttershy asked curiously, her head tilted to the side.

“Have you heard of the Bible?” I asked.

“The Bi-what?” Obviously confused and lost, poor Fluttershy doesn’t seem to know about Christianity or any religion in fact. Is there a religion in Equestria?

“It’s a religious book,” I said. Then it hit me. Princess Luna and Celestia are the two goddesses who inherit all of Equestria. Is that even a religion?

“I have never heard of it,” Fluttershy said. “Maybe Twilight has that in her library.”

“It’s possible.” Without completing grace, I took a sip of the broth. “This is delicious!”

“Glad you like it,” Fluttershy said joyfully.

“What’s the broth made of?”

“Oh just a combination of spices,” Fluttershy replied.

“Well it’s absolutely amazing.” I finished the broth and carried the bowl to the sink.

“We’ll have to see Twilight tomorrow,” Fluttershy said. “It’s already getting dark out.”

“Then would this be a good time to go and see her then? No one is going to be awake to see a human, so no one could ask questions.”

“Yes but I don’t like being out in the dark,” Fluttershy said, shivering at the thought. I walked back to her and held her close to comfort her, which calmed her down instantly.

“I understand Fluttershy. We can wait until tomorrow.” Fluttershy snuggled close to me as we sat together on the couch. The fact I’m actually holding her in my arms with her nuzzled up to me has officially healed my emptiness. My dreams were finally coming true.

Suddenly there was a knock at the front door.