I Just Wanted to be Lovers...
Taking place after "First Time's the Harm" ends...
Midnight woke up.
Feeling too lazy to get up, he just sat there, feeling too tired to get up. He felt dizzy, like he'd been drugged...
Wait. The Strawberry Shake
He tried to sit up in an instant, but he felt himself held down by four different ropes, each tying down his four different hooves. Then he remembered - he remembered everything.
He felt sick first. Then, he felt nauseous. Trapped in a place far from home, no way to leave, and forced to live as
Rainbow Dash's toy until she was done with him. If she was ever going to be done with him.
He thought about Fluttershy first. He wanted the first time he ever had this experience to be with her, in a romantic context... it was some sick twist of fate that now he would be forced to have his entire life ruined. Eyes filling with tears, Midnight cried silently.
Suddenly, there was a stomping sound at the foot of the bed. Looking up remorsefully, it was Rainbow Dash, with a wild look in her eyes.
"I've got you now, Midnight!" She shouted, before jumping up and landing above him, her eyes looking into his, "now you're all mine..."
"Please! Not again! I do anything you want, but please, don't do this to me!"
"Whoa whoa whoa!" Rainbow Dash responded, "Hey, calm down-"
"I'm sorry! Don't hurt me!"
"Hey, no, it's okay, really I-"
"Noooo!" wailed Midnight, in a sickening, heart-wrenching cry.
Rainbow Dash looked confused. She turned her head back and forth instinctively, as if she were making sure nopony else was around.
"Hey, I didn't mean anything, it was just a joke," she said somberly.
A joke. That's what it was? It hurt, and Midnight could only whimper more in response to all of this.
"Look, I'm sorry, I... I just drugged you with the strawberry shake at lunch today and I just brought you here now and I thought... I..." Rainbow Dash tried to search for words. She looked back at Midnight, seeming unusually distraught. "I just thought... Nevermind, I'm sorry..." she stammered. Looking ashamed of herself, Rainbow Dash untied the ropes on Midnight's forelegs.
"...What do you mean at lunch today?" Midnight choked, "you just... you were... and then you... and I fell asleep and-"
"It doesn't matter... I'm sorry." Rainbow Dash said again, trying her best not to stammer as she said it. "The door's over in the other room. You can go ahead and leave the inn. I'll just. Stay here."
"The hotel?" Midnight responded, "But, I thought..."
Upon giving the room another look, Midnight realized he really was just in a hotel room. next to the closet, there was an open doorway, with another door just behind it which was adorned with an emergency escape map of the inn.
"So, does this mean..." Midnight muttered to himself, voice still shaking, "it was all... a dream?"
Rainbow Dash finally untied the final rope. She gave the rope another glance, before she trotted somberly over to the window and slumped in a couch beneath it - right where the chest was in Midnight's dream. This was all too weird.
"So... You're letting me go?"
"Yeah, just... Don't tell anyone about this - me, I mean... They'll think I'm a crybaby or something."
"What day is it?" Midnight asked, hoping to confirm his suspicions.
"Same day I drugged your strawberry milkshake..." Rainbow Dash muttered bitterly, "why do you care?"
Midnight suddenly felt a light spark inside of him. If it was the same day she drugged his strawberry milkshake, then that means none of this ever happened. If none of this ever happened, then it really was all just a dream - he was still a virgin, then.
Midnight laughed. Not because of a joke, but because the fears he had dissipated in an instant. He jumped out of the bed and galloped out of the room.
Rainbow Dash simply sat in the couch, feeling defeated. Tank flew up next to her and looked her. Rainbow Dash sighed.
"I knew it was too forward - I knew it was too forceful... how could I be such an idiot!" she shouted; Tank continued to look at her.
"I just thought that, maybe, if I could drug his milkshake and, well, reveal how I - this is so uncool to say, but - how I've been having a crush on him since I first saw him, then maybe he'd like me! But no, I decided to go all out and tie him down to a bed to do it. He probably thinks I was about to rape him or something! I should've known that he'd react that way with how shy and timid he is. How could I be so stupid!"
Rainbow looked back at Tank, who was looking back at her with his somber turtle face.
"I just can't do anything right." Rainbow stated, looking out the window sadly. A tear fell down from her eye.
Feeling especially blissful in his freedom, Midnight wanted to try something. He was going ask Fluttershy if she wanted to go eat out at the cafe - something he'd never thought he could do before.
Galloping at full throttle, Midnight finally reached the front door of Fluttershy's cottage. Lifting a hoof, he knocked on the door.
The instant he knocked on the door, he suddenly felt all of his courage drain out of him. Ask Fluttershy if she wanted to eat at the cafe? Feeling his timidity take control once again, Midnight inched backwards. Would he gallop away? No, not when he was so close... But he was still afraid that she'd reject him.
After five minutes of nothing, Midnight reconciled it with himself that Fluttershy probably wasn't home, and that as far as they both were concerned, he was no farther away from having a relationship with her. That said, he'd just casually trot away and-
He had only turned around half way when the door finally, and slowly, creaked open. Very, very slowly.
Looking at the door, wishing he could just disappear, right now, he saw - nothing. The door seemed to have opened on it's own.
Midnight had heard stories about these kinds of things. Old houses, far away from civilization, which were haunted with ghosts - ponies who had never completed their unfinished business. Looking at the door, feeling frozen all over, Midnight suddenly heard the ghost make an impatient "ahem".
Actually, it was a very small voice for a ghost.
Looking down, Midnight could see that, standing at the doorway, was a very agitated white rabbit. It was stomping its foot on the ground impatiently as it looked up at him with two eyes which could easily stare down the queen of the changelings herself.
"Eh... Hello? Hello there?" Midnight said.
The rabbit stared up at him. Coldly.
"Is, um... Is..." Midnight stammered.
The rabbit looked down at its wrist, as if it was checking something, before looking back up at Midnight impatiently.
"Well, actually, I... I think I have the wrong cottage, so I'll just be going then..." Midnight said finally.
The rabbit rolled its eyes before hopping back inside the cottage and closing the door abruptly. Midnight's ears drooped slightly, and he kicked a small stone on the ground beneath him. Turning away, Midnight began to trot back to his house.
"Maybe next time," he muttered to himself.
He had only gone several paces away from the cottage when he heard a small "hello" spoken from behind him. Looking back, Midnight felt practically paralyzed to see Fluttershy peeking out from behind the front door.
"Did you... did you need anything?" she said quietly.
Suddenly, Midnight felt possessed, and the words came right out.
"I wanted to ask if you wanted to eat at the cafe." Midnight stammered, rushing the words together in the process.
"...Do what?" Fluttershy stammered in response, sounding surprised.
"I - I mean I know it's a little after lunch and... well..." Midnight continued, his words trailing off as he said them.
"Well, um..." Fluttershy responded, looking away nervously, "I mean... ok."
"...ok?" Midnight said, trying to see if he heard her right.
"Well, um... sure?" Fluttershy continued.
After the late lunch with Fluttershy, Midnight began to feel more confident about being around her; and if he was reading her right, she seemed to be feeling more comfortable around him too. Things seemed to really be taking a turn for the better after all.
Midnight payed for the lunch and continued to talk to Fluttershy at the table, feeling great for getting himself to ask her out to lunch. Or, a late lunch, at least.
Midnight had practically forgotten the dream he had before with Rainbow Dash, but if he did remember it, he would have thought it was all too real - as if it was actually happening. The fear, strain, and remorse that he had felt was real, too. There must have been an explanation for it...
.In the end, Midnight decided that it was just the drug Rainbow had slipped him which made the dream feel so real in the first place.
That's all he'd ever think it was, too. Probably for the best for me, at least. If somepony knew that I, true ruler of the Night Ponies, was still terrorizing ponies in the world of fantasy, then Princess Celestia and Princess Luna would have me finished in seconds.
Heh heh heh...
