Log Eighteen - Chapter Seventeen

"Fluttershy?  You all right?"  I asked my daughter—whom was lying unconscious on the floor—worriedly.  No response.  But there's nothing to worry!  She's breathing normally, her pulse was fine and she's as healthy as, well, a horse.

Her reaction to 'me massaging her best and closest friend's wings' wasn't what either me or Twilight quite expected.  Well, Twilight may have.  God knows I least expected it.  When Fluttershy caught us in the middle of the scene, she just... fell flat on the ground like a felled tree.  It came to my astute attention that pegasi wings are profoundly... sensitive and must therefore be treated with utmost and proper care, which is why it is the fundamental reason they typically preen it by themselves only.  Their beau and close relatives are the exception, of course.  This might also apply to unicorns and their horn, but I don't know about the sensitivity of horns, and I'm scared to find out too.

Though at the same time they gain, dare I tentatively say, pleasure when either their wings or horn are handled professionally.  N-not to say I am professional in that regard...  Let's just cross this out and pretend I didn't scribble this bit of detail.

So I guess the message was too startling for my dear Shy to absorb that all she could do was faint.

Twilight, on her haunches, was next to me looking down at her pegasus friend with a worried frown.  "You sure she's okay?"  Twilight queried concernedly.  "That fall really sounded like it hurt..."

"I've checked; no bumps, bruises, scrapes or any sort.  Though I knew something like this was going to happen eventually.  But I never wanted her to find it out like this."  I sighed.  "Let's be grateful she didn't catch us doing something else that could have been worse."  And there I mentally facepalm for giving Twilight ideas.

"Like if she would ever catch us-"

I instantly planted an index finger on her lips, expectant what she would say.  "Whoa there, Timmy Turner!  Now's not the appropriate time to be thinking about that!  Besides, I think we're a long, long way away from anything like that.  I mean, it's just too sudden to be discussing those types of... things.  Especially on the first day of our relationship."

I've known for some time that Twilight's voice scarily familiar to that of Timmy Turner's from The Fairly Oddparents.  There was a certain pitch to it which made me make the connection.  Jeez, it's sure been an awful long time since the last I've seen it.  I really missed watching Cosmo.  That trouble-making half-a-meatball was definitely my favorite alongside Ed and Billy.  I don't know if it's only me, but, I seem to be fond of the dumb more entertaining cartoon characters.  I swear, that fairy's slower than a playground full of retarded kids.  No offence intended.

"I know," said Twilight, with a squeaking smile under my finger.  She arched a quizzed brow.  "Wait.  Timmy Turner?  Who's-"

Twilight was interrupted once again by a weak groan from Fluttershy.  I hastily retracted my finger from the purple mare's lips and glanced down at my daughter.

"I think she's coming to!" I softly hollered, relieved she was all right.  I slid a gentle hand to the back of her head and lifted it up.

Twilight was sorely relieved as well.  "Thank goodness," she whistled.

Fluttershy twitched each of her limbs, her face scrunching just a little.  She wrinkled her muzzle, followed by another tiny groan and a double flick of her pointy ears.  I carefully brushed away the silky strands of her pink hair that were obstructing her eyes as they slowly opened.  About halfway lidded, they then spontaneously flitted open.

"Dad?!  Twilight?!"  Fluttershy exclaimed perplexedly.  Twilight and I backed away to allow her space as she instantly hopped up on her fours.  She pointed at the purple mare, gawking, "Twilight, you were..."  She then pointed at me.  "And Dad, you were..."

Swiveling her sight back and forth, Twilight and I wordlessly nodded in unison.  "Yup.  Quite a shocker, huh?" I said, chuckling.  Twilight also joined my chuckle with hers.  We then looked at each other before staring down, our cheeks partially flushing hot pink.

Fluttershy continued to juggle her vision between us until she fitted the cerebral pieces together.  "So moments ago when I saw you two, does that mean you and her are..?"  She purposely trailed her words off for me to finish, though this made my cheeks glow redder.

"Indeed so," I answered.

"W-when?  Where?  For how long?"  Fluttershy blurted the questions rapidly.

"Easy there.  You'll pass out again if you keep that up," I said jokingly.  "Our relationship started outside, when Twilight wanted to speak to me privately.  We discussed on what to do at the coronation party.  Twilight confessed that she had a crush on me, which led up to us kissing.  Then we came back in and, well, that's when you coincidentally stumbled upon our... awkward situation.  That's the gist of it, really."

Fluttershy silently fixed me a confused stare, that was until she tapped her chin and replayed the scenario in her head.  A small blush bloomed across her face the moment she recalled what she witnessed.  She looked to Twilight inquisitively.  "So that really means you two are..?"

Twilight rested a forehoof on my shoulder.  "It does, Fluttershy.  I love him.  I really do."

Fluttershy then turned to me with the same inquisitive look.  "And Dad?"

I brought a hand to Twilight's hoof, rubbing it affectionately.  "Yes, my dear Shy," I confirmed as Twilight nuzzled me on the side of my neck.  "You could say that The Fates have brought us together."

For the record, The Fates are a bunch of bitches.

Fluttershy didn't respond right away.  Her brows were narrowly furrowed, eyes darting to and fro at the floor, she lowered her jaw but snapped it back shut to dwell further in her deepest thoughts.

Feeling Twilight's forehoof tensing, I stroked it to soothe her anxiety.  "Don't worry.  It's Fluttershy we're talking here.  You're each other's best friends, I'm sure she won't disapprove," I whispered calmly.  This, again, rewarded me another nuzzle on my neck's side.

Twilight smiled.  "That's the other thing I like about you - you tend to act so abnormally calm under certain stressful conditions," she whispered back.

"Let's just say that I had a lot of "snacks" before bed."

"Oh?"  Twilight nudged closer with a pique of interest.  "Mind if you give me a snack later?"

"I think I can sneak some over to your place.  Just don't share any with Spike."

"And perhaps some Honey Dew wine to go with it," Twilight purred provocatively, her warm breath caressing the edges of my left ear.  My heart skipped a beat.

I swear I'm not making this up.  Maybe relationships in Equestria are slightly different than Earth's?  Please prove me if I'm wrong here.

A loud cough from Fluttershy broke the hushed conversation and snagged our undivided attention.  We fixated our gaze to Fluttershy's, who had a seemingly disapproving frown.  "That's..." she ominously began, her expression distinguishable as a rock - both dull and impossible to read.

Twilight leaned in, her anxiety evergrowing, as I could determine by her trembling forehoof still resting on my shoulder.  However, seconds later, Fluttershy's frown slowly lit up to a soft smile.  I couldn't help taking note that the frown was meant to playfully mislead us.  Touche, daughter.  Touche.

"That's wonderful!"  Fluttershy finally finished in an outbursting cheer, her face brightened like the sun rising.  I urged a smile while watching Twilight's own smile stretching from ear to ear as if Fluttershy had made her world.  "This is absolutely wonderful!  I mean, you and Twilight?"  Fluttershy fluttered in for a celebratory hug, wrapping us around with not just her hooves but her large wings as well.  "I'm so, so happy for the two of you!"

"I'm glad you think so!" Twilight commented cheerily.

"And here you almost had us going there for a second, my dear Shy.  I would give you an applause, but I think a hug works just as fine," I quipped.

Fluttershy giggled to that.  "Aren't I a stinker, Father?"

Ah, one of the famous quotes from the illustrious Bugs Bunny.  Brings back childhood memories.  I grinned and tightened my hug.  "Heh, you sure are, sweetie.  You sure are."