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- better prose version: http://www.fimfiction.net/story/321821/2/jealousy/day-2
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- >Wake up.
- >HOLY SHIT! YOU ARE LATE FOR WORK!
- >Triple S at the speed of sound.
- >Maybe you shouldn't have wiped at the speed of sound.
- >No time for breakfast. Gotta get to Apple Acres now!
- >You aren't really hungry anyway. In fact, you kinda feel full.
- >If you are lucky and run fast enough you might not even run into...
- >Oh yeah. That's right. Fluttershy dumped you yesterday.
- >Wait. The fuck are you saying. You two weren't a thing.
- >Yet, when you open your door this morning, a part of you feels empty.
- *sigh* Better get used to this.
- >You walk off to work. Not really caring that you are late anymore.
- >Fluttershy seems to be plaguing your thoughts, or at least what little good memories you had of her plague your thoughts.
- >Maybe you shouldn't have been so mean yesterday.
- >Entering the Apple's farm, you decide that after work you will try to make things better with Fluttershy.
- >A hard day's work will be able to get your mind off of that douchebag for a little while.
- >"Great job Mous! Let's grab the next field."
- >Wait. What.
- >"Thanks Applejack. This job is a piece of cake! I'm just happy you can help me earn some bits."
- >"No problem partner. Thats what friends are for."
- "Hey Applejack. Mous."
- >You refuse to look at the only other human in this world.
- >"Bout time ya showed up sleepy head! Thank goodness ah got Mous here to help pick up the slack."
- "My bad. I had a rough night."
- >"That's a shame, cause my night was great. Didn't get too much sleep."
- "Why don't we just get to work."
- >Normally the hard work gets you enough of a workout, but today your head isn't in it.
- >By the time you clean out one tree, Mous completes two.
- "You are going to tire yourself out if you keep that pace."
- >"You kiddin me? I'm on easy mode."
- >A monkey couldn't swing from branch to branch faster than his speed.
- >He cleans out a tree almost as fast as Applejack bucks a fresh one.
- >Hours pass. You are exhausted and hungry.
- >Mous hasn't even broke a sweat.
- >"Well boys, payday! Come'ere Mous, I'll give you a bit of an advance so you can get started."
- >Advance?
- >"Thanks Applejack, see you tomorrow! Can't keep Shy waiting!"
- >He shoots a wink towards you.
- >You make a fist. Daring him to start something.
- >"Anon, ah think we need to talk."
- "Well, uh, okay Applejack. Whats up."
- >"It's about your performance the last few days. You aren't workin at your normal pace."
- "Sorry Applejack, I've just had a lot on my mind lately. I'll pick up the pace. I promise."
- >A lot is an overstatement.
- >The only thing on your mind right now is Fluttershy and making amends.
- >"Well, here's the problem partner. I can't keep two workers fer forever."
- >You lose your breath for a second.
- >"Ah know you've been here a long time, but ah need you to pull yourself together now."
- >You nod.
- >This is it.
- >"I'm gonna keep your pay for today, but that's because tomorrow is your last shot."
- >Mous is slowly trying to take everything dear to you.
- >"Y'all decide if it's yer last paycheck. Ah hope it won't be."
- >You won't let him.
- "I understand Applejack. I'll be on my A-game tomorrow."
- >"Thanks Anon."
- >You head back towards Ponyville, thinking out a plan for how to make amends with Fluttershy and keep your job.
- >Maybe Twilight would have some good advice?
- >Probably not. She is too busy trying to learn and experiment with her new princess powers.
- >There is always taking to Pinkie again.
- >Plus you should probably apologize about the cake yesterday.
- >But then again, you would hate to bother her with all of your troubles.
- >Rainbow Dash is at the Wonderbolt Academy this week, so that's out of the question.
- >Which leaves, Rarity.
- >You could go to her shop to get fitted with a new outfit, and ask for advice in the process.
- >It seems like a great idea.
- >But then again, she does love to pass around rumors. Could you really trust her?
- >Do you really have a choice?
- The Boutique it is.
- >*knock-knock*
- >"We're closed for today!"
- "Even for a friend?"
- >The door opens revealing the element of generosity with a wide smile.
- >"Oh Anon come in! Come in! What can I do for you? You so rarely visit, I'm guessing you need new clothes?"
- "Yeah if you don't mind, but I got something else I'd like to talk to you about too."
- >"Oh? Do tell. Do tell. Oh! I had this most magnificent idea for an outfit for you today. I've been experimenting with leather and denim and winter is coming up, so I thought I-"
- "It's about Fluttershy."
- >She becomes quiet, and continues to grab more materials from her workroom.
- >Maybe this wasn't a good idea.
- >She reenters the fitting room and begins drawing her ideas.
- >"Go on."
- "Well. I'm assuming that you heard about what happened yesterday."
- >"Which part Anon, you must be more specific. Could you get on the fitting platform? I'm almost done sketching this out."
- >You step onto the platform.
- "Well, about Fluttershy... losing interest in me."
- >"You mean breaking up with you."
- *Sigh* "Yes."
- >"Then you admit it."
- "Yes. Fine. We broke up."
- >"Good. That's the first step to recovery Anon."
- >These fucking ponies. Whatever. Just play along.
- "Well. I'm wondering if I should talk to her and try and make things better."
- >Suddenly a roll of denim, under Rarity's magic, wraps around your legs and begins to form a new pair of jeans.
- >"Why do you want to do that Anon?"
- "I've just been thinking and, well, maybe I was a little hard on her. I could have been better to her."
- >"Now are you doing this because she broke up with you, or because she is hanging around with Mous?"
- >Ouch. Rarity knew all the right questions.
- >"Shirt off please?"
- "Sure."
- >You take off your shirt to show off your muscled physique. Rarity blushes.
- >This will just take a second.
- >A roll of cotton wraps around your arms and midsection, magically sewing a new t-shirt.
- >"Well?"
- "A little of both honestly. I miss her being around all the time. I feel like I lost a good friend."
- >What the hell are you saying.
- >Remember when she pissed on your door to see if watersports were your fetish?
- >Remember when she shoved Twinkies up her asshole to see if shitting food was your fetish?
- >Remember how she would come to see you every day?
- >Remember when she gave you that hug the first day that you came to Equestria? When you needed moral support the most?
- >Remember how she always cared for you? Even when you got hurt due to her fetish attempts?
- >It was always her that took you to the hospital.
- >Wait! WHAT THE HELL.
- >"Are you sure you aren't just jealous?"
- "No! I'm not just jealous Rarity."
- >"It sounds to me like you might be jealous."
- >She wraps black leather around you, fitting for a leather jacket.
- >"This jacket is going to take a while to get done, since I haven't done one of these for a human. It'll be ready tomorrow morning."
- "I'm not jealous."
- >"If you aren't jealous, then go talk things through with Fluttershy, but if you are, stay away."
- "Fine. Thanks."
- >"I mean it Anon."
- >She stares bullets at you, and her once gentle voice now becomes hard and serious.
- >"I haven't seen Fluttershy this happy before. I don't want you to go breaking her heart or ruining her chances with Mous."
- >Ouch.
- >"At least he actually loves her."
- "Who said I didn't love her."
- >"You did. All the time. Every day."
- >The words burn on the inside.
- >Maybe she really did listen to you.
- >"It tore me up to listen to her cry. Every time about you not loving her as she did for you. I won't allow you to do that to her again."
- "Then I'm going to go set things straight."
- >"Remember my words Anon. Your jacket will be ready at 7am."
- "Great. Work isn't till 9, and it will be cold."
- >You head out the door
- "Thanks Rarity."
- >"I didn't do a thing Anon."
- "I know."
- >You jog towards Fluttershy's Cottage.
- >What are you going to say?
- >Guess you will figure that out when the time comes.
- >All that matters is setting things right.
- >When you approach the cottage the lights are on and the moon is starting to come out.
- >So much for getting a good night's sleep.
- >Before you knock on the door, you have one last chance to go back.
- >You stop and ponder leaving for a moment.
- >No fucking way.
- >*knock-knock*
- >The door immediately swings open to show an excited Fluttershy.
- >Your heart skips a beat.
- >"Oh thank goodness you are back Mous! I was beginning to get worried and-"
- >She cuts off her words when she sees your face and not Mous.
- >"Oh, hi Anon. Was there something you needed? Otherwise it's late... um... if you don't mind."
- >Your happy energy and confidence drain from you.
- "Yeah, um, I wanted to talk to you about something."
- >Her expression becomes exasperated and her tone angry.
- >"About what? I'm sorry Anon, but I thought you were the one that said they needed time."
- >This little pony sure knew how to verbally bitch-slap you.
- "I just. I feel like I'm the one that should apologize. I never really treated you right. You were so kind to me and only wanted to make me happy.
- >She stares at you expecting more.
- "... but I was an asshole. I kicked you off my doorstep, threw you out windows, made you face some of your worst fears-
- >"Humiliated myself."
- ".. yes, and humiliate yourself."
- >"Get to the point, Anon."
- >Now or never.
- "I just wanted to say I'm sorry and see if there was anyway we could return to normal?"
- >Her face begins to become pink.
- >And pinker... and pinker.
- >Oh wait. That might be the darkness playing tricks on you. Thats red.
- >"How dare you."
- >You take a step back.
- >"How DARE you!"
- >She flies in the air above you.
- >"I work hard for MONTHS to try and make you love me the way I loved you, and now when I finally found the special somepony of my dreams, you think you can walk over here on two legs and ask for me back!"
- >Time seems to freeze.
- >"How DARE you not think about what I may want. How DARE you ask for me back after everything I've done for you."
- >Guilt rises from your stomach to the back of your throat, destroying your ability to talk.
- >"Lastly.... How... How dare you..." *sniff*
- >Guilt turns to sadness as she fights crying.
- >"How dare you play with my emotions that way. Rarity had me convinced that you would never love me. I still tried so hard for you. I tried. SO. HARD."
- >You open your mouth, but words don't come.
- >"Now you come here, and play with my emotions like they are a filly's plaything! Even when I have somepony who really loves me."
- >She has nearly broken down into tears, she lands on the ground back inside the cottage.
- >"Well I'll put this in words I'm sure you will understand Anon."
- >She stares directly into your soul. For the first time, you see the deep gentle person deep inside her.
- >The person you loved.
- >The person you destroyed.
- >"We were never a thing."
- >The door slams in your face, and crushes all reality around you.
- >Only one other sound fills the space around you.
- >Fluttershy's deep sobs, which travel deeper into her house, until they are gone.
- >Only silence envelops you, the landscape only lit by the pale full moon.
- >You fall to you knees.
- >"Great job Asshole."
- >You turn around to see him.
- >"Now I'm probably not getting any tonight."
- >Your numbness intensifies, and thoughts and words become automatic.
- "You know what. Fuck you."
- >You get on your feet and walk towards the sack of shit.
- "If you really cared, you would be inside taking care of her right now."
- >"You;re right, and I'm right here. What do you think that means Anon?"
- "Fuck you."
- >"No thanks, but I'm sure I can tell you how I fucked her."
- "That is IT, asshole!"
- >"Hey buddy, you missed your chance. Now, it's my turn."
- >You charge towards him, fists extended, ready to destroy him.
- >A purple barrier separates you and him.
- "WHAT THE FUCK."
- >"Thank you for your tip Rarity."
- >"No problem Twilight. I'm going to head inside and see how she is doing."
- >No longer shrouded by night, Princess Twilight and Rarity emerge from the darkness.
- >Fucking unicorn magic.
- >"As for you two humans. I can't have you hurting each other. At least not this way."
- >You stare at the only pony keeping you from attacking your enemy.
- "Go on."
- >"I understand that you two are fighting to have the same job, same marefriend, and even the same residence from the mayor."
- >"Oh yeah, about that Anon. Did you get your eviction notice?"
- "FUCK YOU."
- >You pound as hard as you can against Twilight's purple barrier, but it only hurts your hand.
- >"I can allow you two to fight only on one condition."
- >You stare at her.
- >If looks could kill, she would be on fire.
- >"The loser must be subject to my new teleportation spell. It should return the loser to Earth."
- >Your answer is pure reflex.
- "I'm in."
- >You look to your opponent with murder in your eyes.
- >"I accept the challenge."
- >"Fair enough. I will see you two at 7:30am outside the library. Now go home Anon. Don't try anything funny."
- >You walk home. Never so determined about something in your life.
- >You will fight.
- >You will win.
- >You are Fluttershy
- >You just finished drying your eyes with Rarity.
- >Twilight enters your cottage.
- "Did... Did he?"
- >"Yes."
- >You look to the floor.
- "Were is Mous?"
- >Twilight sighs deeply.
- >"He will stay with me tonight."
- "I hope he wasn't too hard on Anon."
- >"He said what he needed to. I heard it all. Anon will be there, and he is going to fight hard."
- "I don't know if I want this Twilight."
- >Rarity and Twilight look at you questioningly
- "I just... I just don't want Anon to get hurt."
- >Twilight nods to you and smiles.
- >"You should have seen him out there tonight. He almost knocked down my barrier. I think he will be fine."
- "That's good. I think I better get some sleep girls. It's going to be a hard night."
- >You see your friends out of your cottage and head upstairs to bed.
- >Getting under the covers, you look to where Mous laid last night.
- >He wasn't Anon, but he was nice, and wasn't so difficult.
- >You weren't really even interested in Mous. He didn't feel genuine. You just imagined he was Anon.
- >He was cold, and distant. Not like your Anon.
- >You just hope that this ordeal turns out alright.
- >You hope it turns out as you have hoped.
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