Guernica

My Little Pony: Guernica

Part One

Chapter 3: American Psycho

I arrive at her house. It's a nice spread she has laid out. Daisy's and grain, apples as far as the eye can see in various forms and serving styles. The lighting is bright and warm, a fire gently cracking away in the fireplace. It almost harkens me back to the days of my youth, during the Yule tide celebrations where my family would have the whole family over for a giant meal. However from the looks of her friends faces, I can tell they aren't that happy to see me.

"Good evening." I say, upon sitting down. Fluttershy shovels some food on to the plate in front of me. Unlike her friends, she's beaming. She wants me here, clearly to pass the test of her friends. Suddenly I begin to wonder if it's a job interview. The aroma of it smells delicious and I made the unfortunate mistake of coming hungry… Yet I can't bring myself to touch my fork before anypony else does.

"Good evening… Brighter Side, is it? I must say, your costume certainly is frightening, did you design it yourself?" Asked the purple haired pony.

"Brightside." I correct.

"Whatever. I really like the bat shaped ears and the use of yellow on your belt, it's oh so original!" It's a backhanded complement. She knows as well as everybody else I'm just plagiarizing a look out of a comic book character.

"I worked rather hard on it." I play along.

"Tell us…" She goes on "Is it difficult being a costume hero?"

"Hero nothing! You are nothing but a vigilante!" Huffed the Rainbow Haired one, annoyed.

There is a moment of pause, a heated tension filling the room getting thicker by the second. It's at this point I fully grasp that this pleasantly meals agenda has been hijacked from my sweet innocent flutter shy by these disapproving mares. I won't be walking away from this scenario winning, I'm sure.

"…I think what Rainbow Dash is trying to say is, don't you think your tactics are a little unethical? Ponyville, and Equestria in general does have a police force." Said the one with the pink-highlight. She's trying to steer the conversation back to civility. It works, barley.

"Where was the police when Fluttershy was about to be attacked and raped in the streets?" I ask, rhetorically, and began munching at my food. If I'm going to be interrogated, I reasoned, I'm going to be fed damn it. The food is moist, juicy, and I detect a hit of chicken broth in the greens.

"Yeah just why were you stalking Fluttershy, HUH?" The Rainbow one snapped again, and once again the highlighted one went to interject and clarify, but I cut her off. I have neither the time or desire to play these games.

"I saw somepony out at night that shouldn't be. Someone that was being stalked. I watched over her to protect her, and if you care about her so much why did I have to protect her instead of you?" I call out the elephant in the room, and I feel everyone tense up for a moment. I can't help but smirk a little, I know I have them by the balls.

"What do you mea-" The Rainbow one starts to ask, hesitantly. Maybe there was some unwritten rule amongst these friends not to speak about it out in the open, to leave it in subtext. But I've been in this room long enough, I can call jealousy when I see it, and this bitch has aggravated me enough I don't feel the least bit bad about outing her..

"You have a homosexual crush on Fluttershy." I drop the bombshell. "Stop nailing your jealousy on me. I wasn't out looking for dates when I saved her, and I didn't ask to come to dinner tonight. You want her? Make a move or fuck off."

Perhaps I should take a pause here and explain before going any further. No doubt my continual insistence of avoidance of using these particular mare's names, up to this point addressing them by their physical characteristics instead of their actual names, has lead you to believe I know little about them. Far from it, I don't walk into any situation with out knowing everything about the players at hand. Plus it doesn't hurt any that this particular pony has the biggest mouth in all of Ponyville. Everyone knows the circumstance of how Rainbow Dash got her cutie mark.

"What? No I-" She starts to protest.

"The day you did the sonic rainboom." My heart is beating rapid, I'm getting a sick pleasure about the lethal blow I'm about to strike. "Why else would you be volunteering to defend Fluttershy's honor? You're a gay pony." Boom. I take the elephant in the room and nail it with a preverbial rocket launcher, but I'm not done. Fuck this mare for judging me, I reason, I'm leaving scars. "You're An abomination. Face the truth." I state, and the moment I do an uneasy feeling washes over me like I went too far.

Still I refuse to yield. "Pass the peas?" I ask. Looking around the room they all sit in stunned silence and I'm forced to reach across the table and retrieve my precious greenery myself. I certainly can't imagine this outing being a shock to anyone, she has a rainbow mane, it's a dead giveaway.

The abomination stutters, a loss for words, before looking once at horrified Fluttershy, uttering a quick apology, and flying away crying. The Hick pony ask me "why'd you go and do that?" and I ignore her, calmly eating my peas spoonful by spoonful. They take off after the freak, leaving me with an anxious Fluttershy.

"I apologize." I say to her, concluding my eating. "It's very clear your friends don't think to… highly of me…" I sigh and then add "Thank you for the food by the way."

She stares at me hard for a moment, and I can feel the touch of anger. It was a dick move to do to her friend, despite their malcontent disposition towards me, but Fluttershy doesn't yell at me or curse. "Thank you for saving me, but I think you should go now, Mister Brightside."

"I just did what anyone else should of done." I say bluntly "But wouldn't."

I make my way to the door, prepping my grappling gun… Before I leave I feel my heart sting for a moment, and I turn to her and ask "I probably won't see you again will I?"

She doesn't respond or even look at me. I deserve it. I'm not that full of myself to be unable to realize that.

I take a deep breath. My heart sinks into the bottom of my lungs for a moment. "Probably never." I say, taking off into the night. I'm not feeling to right as rain with myself, I'm angry and annoyed. I blew it. I blew a chance with an amazing mare. Still in my slow decent into madness I convince myself there is still a chance, a hail mary play, maybe I can salvage it during the daylight hours.