(FR) Day Jealousy in Equestria - Part 3 (Finale)

better prose version: http://www.fimfiction.net/story/321821/3/jealousy/day-3

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>BREEEP BREEP BREEP!
>You hit the alarm hard.
>You are exhausted and ready for more sleep, but you cannot spare a single second of time.
>2:30am.
>Move to the bathroom and mentally prepare yourself for what you have to do.
"My goodness, my mane is a mess. Must look my best for Anon!"
>You are Fluttershy, and it's the last morning that you sabotage Anon's feelings.
>It was a relatively simple plan.
>Rarity has always stood up for you, especially after she had some poor relationships herself.
>So you just decided to play it up while you could.
>Pinkie cared for Anon, but she also wanted what was best for you.
>She never wanted to pick sides when her friends were on the line.
>Which means she wasn't a threat to the plan.
>Lastly, there was Twilight, who's new princess powers have given her a new sense of power and justice.
>She was the key to your plan working out correctly.
>You loaned a romance novel to Twilight, one that had nearly had an exact replica of your jealousy plan.
>After you came and cried to her about Anon not appreciating you enough, she tried to think of ways she could help.
>Rarity likely talked to her about how much Anon mistreated you.
>Twilight remembered the novel instantly, and thought that she could fix your relationship by replicating the book.
>You even let her think that it was her idea.
>She needed to make a rival for Anon, and with her new powers it was easy to create a pseudo-Anon.
There, looking much better. Now just a little makeup for the eyes.
>Once the clone was in place and only you and Twilight knew about the plan, it was simply a matter of letting the plan come together.
>But you knew it wouldn't be that easy. Anon is smart. That's why you love him so much.
>You decided to try something that Twilight would have never approved of, if she knew what you were doing.
>Heading down into your kitchen, you unbolt the cabinet you use to store animal feed.
>On the top shelf sat three bottles. Two were empty, and one full of a pink fluid.
Perfect, now I just have to give the final dose.
>You head off towards Anon's house.
>It was really hard to get three bottles of this potion, but you were able to get some help from your animal friends.
>It only takes three doses to make the drinker fully in love with whoever they already hold affection for.
>You considered using the potion with no other plan in mind, but Anon would never drink it willingly.
>Plus, it would be easy to notice because of the side-effects.
>Side effects such as irrational behavior and judgment, loss of appetite, and severe chills were just a few.
>If Anon figured out his feelings were due to a love potion, he would have kept his guard up and fought the effects.
>This way, Anon believed his feelings were his own, which meant that he actually loved you.
>He also wouldn't notice the side-effects too much because he was too busy being jealous.
>Plus, the potion only works if the drinker already holds some form of affection, so you were just helping Anon realize that he loves you.
>You fly up to Anon's bedroom window, with your bottle safely in your teeth.
>The window's locks are fairly easy to open from the outside.
>You kept the hinges greased regularly for the occasion.
>Silently sneaking your way in, you make your way to Anon's bedside
>Anon is curled into the fetal position, shivering on his bed with the covers off.
>The sight is nearly too much to bear.
>Maybe you should call all of this off now.
>Maybe you have already done enough to win Anon's love.
>You couldn't bear to see him suffer too much at your hands.
>...
>No. The plan must continue.
>You cover Anon with his bedsheets and check to see if he has a fever.
>His skin is hot and clammy to the touch. This potion is doing doing overtime on Anon's body.
>Anon lets out a quiet groan, causing you to drop the closed bottle on the bed.
>"Wha?"
>Anon rolls over to see you standing next to him.
>"Fluttershy?"
>Think fast Fluttershy.
"Yes, Anon?"
>"What are you doing here?"
"You are dreaming sweetie. Go back to sleep."
>You cradle his face in your hoof.
>He is so handsome when he is tired.
>"I don't want to. I don't want to lose you again."
>Your heart skips a beat.
>"I can't lose the fight tomorrow."
>All you want to do is hold him close to you and cover him with kisses.
"Here sweetie, drink this, it will make you strong."
>You uncork the bottle and slowly pour it down his throat.
"You are going to do great. I know you will."
>He gulps down the last bit of the drink and closes his eyes.
>"I love you... Shy."
>You begin to tear up.
"I love you too Anon."
>You grab the bottle and make your way back out of Anon's house.
>Now you just needed to finalize everything with Twilight.
>You have a feeling this will be a long day.

>You are Anon
>That was a weird night's sleep.
>Most of the night it was nightmares about losing Fluttershy, and being sent back home.
>In pieces.
>You thought going home was what you always wanted, but now it just feels different.
>You could never imagine going home now.
>The weirdest part, was right at the end, Fluttershy was there to tell you she loved you, and to give you strength.
>You felt stronger.
>You can do anything.
>Time to do the morning routine.
>No time to eat anything. You aren't hungry anyways.
>All that matters is one thing.
>Beating the shit out of Mous.
>As you leave your house, you refuse to take a look back.
>You know that you will see it again.
>You have to believe that.
>Making your way into Ponyville, you catch sight of Pinkie Pie opening up Sugarcube Corner.
"Hi Pinkie."
>She freezes at the sound of your voice.
>"Hi Nonny..."
>You've never actually seen or heard Pinkie Pie feeling sad, but this was definitely it.
"You heard?"
>"Yeah."
"Pinkie, I'm not going anywhere."
>She nods and leaves the shop to follow you.
>You two reach Carousel Boutique right at seven A.M.
>The knock echoes through the town.
>Rarity answers the door carrying a leather jacket with her magic.
>You put it on.
"How do I look?"
>"Simply marvelous."
"Thanks."
>An awkward tension fills the air.
>Nothing more needs to be said.
"Well. Here we go."
>The mares follow you in silence.
>As you approach the library, Fluttershy is standing outside.
>Guilt sweeps over you for everything you said last night.
>You decide maybe it's better if you leave her alone for now.
>"Anon... could you... um... come here for a minute?"
>For the first time in a while, you feel warm inside.
>As you head towards her, you can't help but notice her true beauty.
>Her teal eyes looked so warm and inviting, and her hair gently blew with the wind.
>She was a goddess among ponies.
>You get down on one knee so you don't look down on her.
"Yeah?"
>"Um... I just wanted to say that I'm sorry for what I said last night."
"It's okay, I was the one out of line."
>Those words felt weird coming out of your mouth.
>They didn't really feel wrong though.
>"No, it was me. I just hope that, maybe after this fight... um. I-If you are still... here-"
>She looked down at the ground with tears in her eyes.
>Instinctively you wrapped her in your arms.
"I'm not going anywhere Shy."
>When did you start calling her Shy?
>Well, there was your dreams of course, but that was different.
>All you had to do now was win this fight.

>You are Fluttershy
>You just nailed it.
>Anon feels cold to the touch, but you couldn't have felt more loved in your entire life.
>Your only worry was Twilight's last little change in the plan.
>She wanted to make the fight epic.
>You fought hard to try and make it so Anon wouldn't get hurt, but Twilight wanted to have all the drama from the book.
>"It will be so exciting Fluttershy! Just you wait. It's like we are writing our own little love story!"
>Sure Twilight. Whatever you say.
>"Don't worry about him getting hurt. Mous is under my control. I made him a meanie, I made him strong, and I can make him weak. Anon will win this fight no matter what."
>You only worry about how extreme the new princess will take her fight scene.
>Maybe there is still a chance to stop all of this.
"Anon... you don't have to do this."
>You look into his eyes, and he looks deep into you.
>For the first time, you feel like you see the real Anon.
>The Anon you knew lived deep inside of him.
>"This isn't just about us anymore Shy. This is about standing up for myself."
>There is no stopping him now.
"Just... do your best Anon. For me."
>You give him a peck on the cheek. The first of many to come.
>"I promise."

>You are Anon
>It's time to kick some ass.
"MOUS! GET OUT HERE."
>The door to the library opens, showing Mous with a smug look on his face.
>"I didn't take you to be the early type."
"There is a lot you don't know about me."
>"Oh like what? How you never even liked Fluttershy until I came along?"
"That's not true."
>You take a moment to gather your surroundings.
>Twilight and Spike stood on the balcony of the library, watching from above.
>Fluttershy and the other two mares watched from a distance.
>"Suuure champ. Everyone shows their feelings with violence and insults. You could have killed her you know. I bet you wouldn't have even cared."
"Things were different. I made mistakes and I will make them right. Unlike you. You don't even care for her."
>"So what? All I have to do is beat you, right now, and I might even have time to get to work early. Then I'll get all the tail I want."
>Anger and Hatred fill your veins. This wasn't about just beating him anymore.
>You will kill him.
>"Gentlemen? Do you accept this duel?"
>"Yes."
"Fuck yes."
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T8J2cduJZ6w
>You immediately charge at Mous with a strong left locked and ready.
>He was prepared and strafed to the left.
>He's faster than you remember from yesterday.
>Jumping back, you narrowly miss a kidney punch
>Trying to react quickly, you send a strong uppercut towards his jaw.
>This hit connects, and aim a follow-up to the solar-plexus.
>He grabs your arm and puts you in an arm lock.
>Stomping his foot, you use your free arm to elbow him and get your arm free.
>Taking a step back to get your bearings, his fist is flying to your eyes.
>He's too fast.
>The fist hits so hard that you lose your balance and fall to the ground.
>Rolling to the left, glimpse a foot just missing your face.
>You hop up and wipe the blood off your eyes. You don't even feel where it's coming from.
>He doesn't even look phased.
>This is bad. That was almost the best that you had.
>Playing the defensive, you try to wear out Mous by letting him attack you.
>He hits a few times, but no major hits are slowing you down.
>His speed is what is wearing you down the most.
>You can't keep up with him.
>Capitalizing on a dodged left swing, you deliver another uppercut directly to his chin, and deliver a strong blow to his gut.
>He falls over, but quickly recovers.
>There is no stopping this guy.
>He charges towards you with another strong right hook prepared.
>This is going to be your only chance.
>Crouching down, you prepare for a strong jab to his diaphragm.
>If you hit, you should have enough time to get a head lock on him.
>When he is about two feet away, you put everything you have into one strong punch.
>Your face burns and blood begins to fill your mouth, as you feel the imprint of his fist on your cheek.
>You fist feels like it is digging into his body.
>He falls to his knees, trying to catch his breath.
>You wrap your arm around his neck.
"Just a little bit of force, and it's all over! Give me one good reason not to!"
>Twilight gasps.
>You spit out the blood in your mouth, and Mous begins to laugh.
>"Is this what you really want?"
"The FUCK did you say to me?"
>"Is this what you really want? If so, then do it."
>Every ounce of hatred that is coursing through your veins tell you to do it.
>Kill him now.
>He hurt your Shy.
>Your stomach becomes rock hard, and you begin to feel sick.
>Something tells you that killing him will make you feel better.
>Kill him. Fluttershy wants you to.
>You deserve to kill him after everything he did.

>"ANON! DON'T!"
>Fluttershy screams at the top of her lungs. Her face is red, and her voice is cracking.
>"DON'T.. DON'T HURT HIM. M-MY AN-ANON WOULDN'T HURT HIM... PLEASE."
>You push him down into the dirt.
"Stay there."
>He coughs out some blood, but remains motionless.
>You look to Twilight with a determined look on your face.
"I win."
>She nods to you, and Mous begins to disappear from Equestria, leaving nothing but a small bloodstain in his wake.
>Exhausted, you kneel down on the ground.
>Which turns into falling over.
>Your body must still be in adrenaline mode, because you know that you hurt, you just can't tell where.
>The sound of hooves galloping towards you signals the approach of Fluttershy, Rarity and Pinkie.
>"Anon! ANON!"
>Fluttershy is on top of you in seconds.
>"Are you okay? Oh my poor Anon. We need to get you to the Hospital right away."
"No, I'm fine."
>"No way! You need to be examined right away, there is blood everywhere."
"No really, I think-"
>Another cough sends more blood to the ground.
>He must have really messed you up.
>"Twilight! Hurry! Get help!"
>A massive wave of tiredness overtakes you.

>You are Fluttershy
>Your worst nightmare came true.
>Anon is losing blood, passed out, and has four broken ribs.
>It's all your fault.
>You followed the medical ponies to the hospital and wouldn't leave his side.
>The doctors at Ponyville Emergency patched him up fine, but you fought hard when they wouldn't let you in.
>Now he had his own room, and the rest of your friends have left.
>Applejack came and visited since neither of her workers showed up for today.
>After hearing the news, she assured you that Anon still had his job.
>She wanted him to recover first before heading back to work on the farm.
>None of that mattered right now though.
>All that mattered is for Anon to wake up right now.
>That way you can hold him tightly and tell him how much you love him.
>And he would say I love you too.
>He might even call you Shy again.
>That wasn't even something that you started.
>That was all Anon's head.
>What have you done.
>You are trying your hardest not to cry again.
>"Miss Fluttershy?"
>You Sniffle
"Y-Yes?"
>"Could we speak with you for a moment?"
"Of course."
>He motions you out into the hallway.
>Out in the hallway, he closes the door and looks at you sternly.
>"Now, we can probably release Anon once he wakes up. He just needs someone to take care of him once he wakes up."
"T-Thats good. I'm sure he will be happy to hear that."
>"Do you intend to be watching him while he recovers?"
>You smile at the thought of being Anon's personal nurse.
"Yes, thats right."
>Your thoughts drift to bringing Anon soup in bed, tucking him into his bed and cuddling.
>Of course... if he was into nurses...
>"There is just one last question."
"Oh... um.. Sorry. Yes?"
>"Do you know anything about this?"
>He hands you a piece of paper.
>On closer inspection, it appears to be the results of a blood test.
>Down at the bottom, a red line shows an unknown substance being in 20% of his bloodstream.
>"For some reason, we are having some trouble maintaining his temperature. He seems to be coming out of it, but whatever is in his bloodstream is hurting him, and if we don't know what it is, we can't treat it."
>Your blood runs cold.
>You are killing Anon.
>Your potion is killing Anon.
>What have you done.
>"If you know anything about this, you should tell us, otherwise, it will take about 24 hours for his symptoms to subside."
>Should you tell him?
>"We aren't sure what the long term effects might be though."
>Then everypony will know.
>You might be sent to prison.
>Twilight would be disgusted by how you used her.
>Anon might even stop loving you.
"N-no sir. I'm... I'm afraid I don't."
>"Well. Okay. Thank you. Anon should be waking up soon."
>You walk back into the room, and walk to his bedside.
>His face is heavily bandaged, but you can still see his handsome features.
>His eyes slowly open and look deeply into yours.
>"Am... Am I dreaming?"
>You smile widely and hold your hoof to his face.
"Not this time."

>Months have passed since that big day, and nobody knows the wiser of your plan.
>The door to your cottage opens.
>"I'm home honey!"
"Welcome back dear."
>He walks over to you and picks you up into a large hug.
"Was it a hard day at work?"
>"Nah. A few bumps and bruises won't slow me down."
>You giggle. Anon always knew how to make you smile.
"How about you Shy?"
>"Today was... okay."
"Aww, how about I give you a special belly rub?"
>"I would love that."
>He motions for you to lay down on his lap, and you obey.
>His hands are warm and soft, as if kissed by the sun itself.
"Sweetie?"
>"Yeah Shy?"
"Tell me I'm a good pony."
>He laughs.
"Shy, you are the greatest pony I've ever met, and you are everything to me."
>His words calm your thoughts for another day.
>You will have to learn to live with the guilt.
>All you did was show him how much he loved you.
>As you lay next to him at night, admiring the way the moonlight reflects off of his handsome face, you wonder if you should tell him what really happened.
>You wonder how he would react.
>Would he understand?
>Maybe... some things are just better left unsaid.