(FR) Deafness in Equestria

prose: http://www.fimfiction.net/story/301558/whatcha-say

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>Day Deafness in Equestria
>Wake up to the bright, yellow sunshine that graces Equestria.
>Rubbing the sand out of your eyes, the grass is green, the birds are flying freely and the trees are in full bloom.
>You've been able to train yourself to wake up at this time of day fairly consistently.
>Since you lost your hearing on Earth.
>Being transferred to Equestria was difficult. Most older mares and stallions had a chance of becoming hard of hearing, but rarely completely deaf.
>Teaching them sign-language wasn't really an option either.
>That would have to be one lesson that Twilight would have to deal with failure.
>After a good stretch, you begin your morning ritual.
>Shower, Shit, Shave.
>You head downstairs to grab your morning bowl of Sweetie O's.
>One thing was always sure about your morning ritual, you never really had to worry about disturbances.
>Never having visitors meant that there was always peaceful solitude.
>You wouldn't even hear if there was a massive pony orgy right outside your window.
>However, something felt off.
>The hairs on the back of your neck stood up.
>The unmistakable feeling of forgetting something pestered your thoughts.
>The unnerving feeling of being watched crept into your soul.
>You do your best to disregard it and enjoy your breakfast.
>Something touches your shoulder.
>Kung-Fu mode kicks in, grabbing the unknown entity and slamming them into the nearest wall.
"Oh, Hi Fluttershy."
>Fluttershy slides down the wall dazed and confused. She must have closed the door on her way in.
>She stands up and hides her face behind her mane. Her hair and face seem to move, and she stares at you.
"Uh, I won't understand you unless I see your lips Fluttershy. I can't mind read."
>"Oh... um... sorry. It's just you never answer your door in the morning when I come to check on you, and... well. I was worried that something might have happened to you."
"Oh, well thanks! I never hear if I have visitors, so this means you must be the first."
>She buries her face into her hair again to hide the pink on her face.
"Can't hear you."
>"Oh... yes. Well, um. I just wanted to know if ... your ..."
>You haven't lip read these words before.
"Uh. Can you say that again please? Maybe slower"
>"Um. I wanted to know if sunrises was your ..."
>Her face glowed in anticipation for your answer. She moved closer to you with the cutest smile on her face.
"I'm sorry, one more time? I didn't catch the last part."
>"Are surprises your ...ish?"
>'Are surprises my relish?' No that can't be right.
>'Are sunrises moonish?'
"Silly Fluttershy, sunrises don't have anything to do with the moon."
>She looks at you confused.
>"No anon, are sur-prises your ...-dish"
"How can surprises be my favorite dish. Surprises aren't food."
>Unless it's a Pinkie Pie surprise anyway.
>"No, no, no!"
>She stomps her front hooves on the ground and thinks for a second.
>Adorableness of this attitude can only exist on Equestria.
>She takes a deep breath, and puts brings her hooves to your face.
>"I want to make doves with you."
"Uh... We should let doves do that on their own Fluttershy."
>Maybe she is a crazy animal pony.
>"I want you, to count me."
"Uhm. Okay."
>Her face lights up and she begins to dance through the air.
>You point at her with a proud smile on your face.
"One."
>She stops to stare at you, and lets out a dejected sigh.
>Slowly making her way to the door, you can't let this poor pony go.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Please one more try. I'll get it, I promise. Make it easy. Like for a little filly or colt."
>Turning to you, with very hope left in her face.
>"I. Would. Like. To. Sweep. With. You."
>'Oh Shit.'
"I would love that Fluttershy."
>Her face is filled with disbelief.
>"Really?"
"Yeah, a lot."
>Lightning speed into the next room.
>You grab a maid outfit and your broom and dash back to your kitchen.
>For 'just-in-case' sexy time celebrations.
>Trying to conceal Excalibur with the broom, you renter the kitchen.
>Her smile fades when she sees the broom.
>"No, no, no... Not Sweep! Just forget it anon. I'm sorry I bothered you.
"No Fluttershy please! Maybe we could just clean up the kitchen a bit and try again."
>"This was a mistake. I'm sorry I came over."
>She flies out of the house and the door leaves a silence after it is shut.
>The Sweetie O's weren't sitting well any more.
>Might as well clean up anyway, since it's a brand new day.
>But you just really wish you could be,
>Fucking Fluttershy.