Fluttershy, through her panic took a glance at her surroundings. She quickly asserted she was falling through some sort of dimensional warp. A white canvas dominated by a wide variety of clocks seemed to surround her on all ends. Though they seemed to be turning anti clockwise. Was that what he meant? She would have screamed if she could, her mouth opened but no sound could be heard. It was as if noise had stopped flowing all together, other than a slight sense of vertigo the constant falling was almost, calming. In any other place she would be scared, but a tight warmth surrounded her, as if she was being held against her mothers breast.

The void suddenly stopped and her vision faded to black...

She awoke to the sound of chirping. Quickly rushing out of her bed to inspect her surrounding she noticed the familiar characteristics of her room. The same grey wallpapers stayed resolute on her walls, surroundings as they always had time and time again. Keeping her sane is a world of fear. That was, until she noticed the very outplace writing on the walls. In red ink it read. "hi from peter" It was illiterate and looked like it had been written by a 9 year old with Alzheimer's

To say she was confused would be an understatement. "W-who wo--" Then she realized, someone had been in her room.
Battling extreme fear she decided to inspect her house.

The trek down her stairs had been quite the harrowing experience, the creaks of the stairs adding to the eery silence--
Nothing happened. Fluttershy is just a coward. That's why we love her...

At the hen of the staircase leading to her room she noticed the faint sound of music, atleast she thought it was music. It sounded unlike anything she had ever heard before. The music became louder, much louder as she slowly creeped towards her living room.

"H-hello?"

From her closer proximity she could clearly make out the music. It was strange, she couldn't sing to it, yet, it wasn't a song for dancing.
She could feel it the beat reverberating in her heart, she didn't want to dance. She wanted to move. Quickly rushing to the door obscuring the source of the strange music. Flinging it open revealed a strange sight.

On the other side of the door was the Human from her dream. Well, she must still be dreaming. She has to be dreaming. That, or she's gone insane. There's no way what's happening is real.

"Flutter's! I was waiting for you to wake up!" :D

Looking to the human she noticed that he was now staring at her with a bright grin on his face.

"I hope the trip through time wasn't that jarring. I accidentally fell through a wormhole and ended up in a high school of horny Cheerleaders. And for some reason they all had Russian accents, oh wellz lul. I guess I should inform you on what's happening. Shit happened, and the author said fuck it."

... I can't handle this. This Human is crazy. How could I eve--
Before she could finish her thought the smart, sexy human continued his tirade.

"And then the author was all like "I have other shit to do" and then I was all like "What kind of stuff?" and then he replied "Procrastinating stuff you ignoramus. As If you didn't I'm know, I'm now obligated to finish to stupid story. How could I disappoint all the stoner frat boys who seem to like this crap." but then I was all like "You can do it." and then he told me to get out. :(

Quickly turning around he pulled out a giant hammer.
"It doesn't matter though. We've got a mission!." He then proceeded to throw the hammer at the large contraption the music was coming from. A loud pop noise was heard before it exploded into flames.

Fluttershy was, as always, frightened by these turn of events. "A Fire! We need to put it out!"
She then faced the human, looking for an answer. "Eh, it'll be fine."

And thus the tale of the glare was born. They say it can make dragons piss themselves in fear. It is also said that it can give humans heart attacks... lol I dunno.

"You know, you look cute when you're angry."

*Groan* "Please, please, please! Put out the fire!" Fluttershy was now looking up at the human imploringly.

"Alright, whatever. I guess I could. But I get a kiss on the cheek though..."

"What?"

"Oh nothing. lol"

Quickly pulling out a fire extinguisher he made his way to the fire.

And then he threw the fire extinguisher into the fire.

"Huh... well, shit."

Fluttershy was starting to tear up now. "Why? Why couldn't you do the sane thing and put out the fire. Now the fires gonna spread and there's nothing to do to stop it."

"Well, we could always restart from day one and skip all this bullshit."

"Wha-- Before she could finish a familiar melody began to play.

There was nothing she could do before her vision faded to black.

She fell through a time warp or whatever. Goddammit. Go play Zelda or some shit. It's pretty good, I guess. It's not that great. Ok maybe it's pretty good. I like it. Please don't slaughter my family.

When she came too she noticed was seemed to be the sound of a bustling market.
Looking around herself she realized her assumption to be true. Ponies of all types were going on about their business.

"I already told you! If I was a spy you would already be dead!"

Fluttershy knew that voice... the bane of her existence. No. She doesn't hate. She merely... dislikes, yes. That's right.
Turning to the source she found the human and a familiar Cyan Pegasus having an argument.

The only thing that went through her head was 'Oh Celestia why?'

Author's Note

I'm so sorry. *Facepalm*
I can hardly muster the enthusiasm to work on this story. :(
Accept this measly offering. I will try to force myself to keep writing this. (No promises though)