Flutterin Fanfic

It was late at night in a cloudsdale hotel. And the wonderbolts had just come back from a party. Misty was obviously drunk, needing Spitfire’s help to even stand. Rapidfire and Storm were just quiet, both of them half ashamed and half proud of what they did in the janitor’s closet. Fleetfoot was wrapped around the third stallion she had hooked up with that week.  Soarin was walking with the quiet group, feeling depressed. “Hey, what’s got your tail in a twist?” Spitfire asked Soarin.

“I don’t have a fillyfriend” Soarin mumbled.

“You don’t have a what?”

“I don’t have a fillyfriend” Soarin admitted.

“What’s wrong about that?” Spitfire had a puzzled look on her face. She had known Soarin since they were foals, and she just learned about this predicament?

“Look at you guys, you’ve got an awesome coltfriend waiting for you in your suite, Misty wants to stay single,  Fleetfoot goes after any stallion she can get her hooves around, and Rapid and Storm know what they did, they didn’t lose their flight suits accidentally” Soarin felt his voice raise in anger.

“But you were surrounded by mares at the party” Spitfire put in.

“They wouldn’t give a buck about me if I wasn’t a wonderbolt,” Soarin grumbled “Can I just go into my suite? I wanna be alone” Soarin opened the door and walked into his room.

“You’re not going to get any mares slamming the door on me like that!” Spitfire called after him, her voice mixed in with Misty’s slurred singing.

Soarin laid down on his bed and removed his flight suit. He then noticed the singing voice coming from his bathroom. He got up and peered into his bathroom and his face became a bright red. Who is she? He thought, feeling his heart race faster than himself trying get to the last slice of apple pie. He was staring at a cream colored mare, with a long, pink mane and tail, Her adorable cutie mark resembled three butterflies. The mare turned around, saw Soarin, and dropped the bucket she was using to clean the bathtub. “Oh, I’m so sorry, I didn’t know you came in, I’ll just go now” The mare’s words were so fast and so hushed, Soarin couldn’t make out the words. The mare flew out of the bathroom and out of the door, only to have Soarin grab her tail. He spat it out and asked

“Where are you going in such a rush?”

  “Oh, umm. Back home, why?” the mare said.

“Because I want you to stay a little longer” Soarin said with a grin. The mare’s face became a bright red. “What’s your name?”  he asked.

“My  name is Fluttershy”