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Fluttershy sighed as the last of the brown cardboard boxes were taped shut. Angel hopped over, batting her hand which made her slowly look to him. She forced a gentle smile.

"Okay, Angel. But remember, I have to be up in enough time to start finding a place. Let's get you some carrots." She stood, her teal eyes more dull than usual.

Packing had taken her awhile, but luckily her friend's distracted her with their own news. Speaking of them, she let her mind wander to them. Rainbow was working on earning points for a sports scholarship when they graduated in the next couple years. Twilight was still working on how to be a friend, though she continually got stuck in her head. AJ was working on her families apple farm more, Rarity on her clothing line and Pinkie was her usual party-goer self, making sure everyone laughed. None of them were the wiser to Fluttershy's moving.

"Ow." She looked to her hand, she had sliced it while cutting the carrots. She let the blood pool and slowly run down her finger. She scrunched her brows. 'I packed away the bandages. Damn.' Looking for a rag her eyes drifted to the family portrait she must've forgotten to pack.

It was a Christmas one, taken just a few years prior, and she and her friend's were on spring break. In the photo, her younger, but taller brother Zephyr had a arm draped over her shoulder, index finger poking her cheek, his blonde hair done up. They all wore matching ugly sweaters. Her parents had gentle smile's, similair to her's. In the picture, she was looking up to Zephyr, a eyebrow raised but her lips quirked up.

Forgetting about the finger still bleeding, she took down the decent sized portait in the golden elegant frame. From the corner of her eye, she saw Angel slowly approach. The frame shook in her clutch. The brown boxes in the living area and in different areas of the house stood out against the stained floor. A surge of anger flew through her veins, only to die out quick, her shoulder's sagging.

She sighed again, deeper and set the frame down against the wall. As she set Angel's food down, her phone began to ring. 'Odd. No one should be calling this late,' looking she saw the time, 'or...early.' She answerd anyway.

"Hello, this is Fluttershy Breeze." She faked a smile, adding to a chipper tone.

"Uh, yes, this is Derpy Hooves. I was friend's with your parents, I just got back from across country and heard the news. How are-"

"I'm fine. Just...finding a place is all, I am too young to keep up the lease, so..." Fluttershy wasn't sure where she was going with her train of thought, she shook her head, about to tell the woman everythig was fine. Her parent's had spoken of Derpy before, she was a mail lady who owned a manion that was passed down to her from her late husband's family and she'd been renting some of the rooms out to other's.

"Oh! Well, until you get a job and earn enough, you can stay here in a room. We could work out a deal for rent and all that. Your parent's meant a lot to me, so it's the least I could do. I also have a storage locker building with units I use for my other tenants. Not sure what you're keeping though. Sorry, I'm nervous so I'm babbling."

"No, no, I couldn't impose. What happened isn't your responsibility, Ms. Hooves. I was actually just going to sell most of it, so find-"

"Nonesense, Fluttershy, your studies are more important. You can sell what you need to and save it away for your own place or an emergency."

Fluttershy felt guilt eat away at her gut. "No, it's okay, I mean I also have Angel and-"

"One of my tenants have a beetle collection, so one other critter isn't going to bother me. Please, Fluttershy, if this is about feeling like you'd be imposing, you'd be worrying me more if you didn't take my offer. I will need help with my garden and meals, my shifts at work have been crazy, so you really would be helping out if you could take up some chores and in turn you can get a room." Fluttershy sighed. She supposed it'd be okay, if Ms. Hooves needed help.

She bit her lip. "O-okay, but just until I can get a job and save up for my own place." Ms. Hooves perked and joyfully replied. "Sounds good. I'll bring a big trailer by to start getting your stuff packed and loaded later. Gonna make sure theres a room ready to go. See you soon." She hung up.

Fluttershy looked to Angel. 'Beetles. How many people collect beetles?' she thought numbly. At least it was a thought.

She began to seperate boxes between keep and sell, which meant reopening some boxes and initally just repacking a good chunk. She didn't even notice when the sun rose and the birds began to tweet their 'good mornings' to the world. Upon moving most of the boxes to the livingroom and entryway, for easier access to the trailer, she only then realized the fingerprints of dried blood on the boxes. She groaned, seeing her left hand was a mess of smeared blood. She must've been so out of it she'd forgotten to clean up the wound.

She took her last shower in her family home, Angel sitting on the sink counter, concern etched in his white face. Upon getting out and changed, she brushed her light pink hair into a ponytail for easier movement. Looking into the mirror, she cringed. The bags under her eyes were darker, her skin more white pale than pink pale, she was thinner. 'Can't change in front of any of my friend's.' she thought worriedly. "Okay, Angel Bunny. Let's get these last few things packed and you some breakfast before I pack up the rest of the food I can. If you can stay put, I won't put you in the carrier, okay?" She asked softly. Angel pointed to her and then his mouth. She shook her head. "I'm not hungry, Angel. I'll eat later."

When Derpy arrived, Fluttershy put on a smile and began helping move her things. Angel stayed out of the way, but in sight. As she rode in the car with Derpy (she insisted being called by her first name) Fluttershy still didn't feel anything, watching her family home, empty, holding all those memories within, fade far into the distance.

She stayed gazing out the window even as the home was long out of sight. Her life was moving on, but, where was she?

Derpy seemed to be the only one home as they put what Fluttershy wanted to keep, but what couldn't fit, inside her storage unit. Even as she put the boxes in her room, it was on the bottom floor with a view into the woods and the garden. It was lovely, though obviously needed some TLC, both the room and garden did. She heard Derpy tell her that she'll introduce her to the others when they return later on, the other tenants being at work or school. Fluttershy simply smiled and giggled. She still had Angel to get set up and her school things to unpack as well, so she smiled and said she'd help with dinner, but she asked simply for some time to unpack.

She texted her friends on and off, school would be starting the next day, so, part of her was grateful she found a place so soon and didn't have to worry her friends or the Dean, Celestia, about her absense. Though, she knew she'd have to make address changes soon. That was a worry for another time though. Looking around her new room, even as she unpacked, she was amazed at the size. The mansion itself was old but elegant and semmed regal, like something from a historical drama. Her room, though, was large with fading white walls but soft carpet. There was already a large bed, too large for just herself and Angel in her opinion, as well as a small bathroom as well as a vanity and dresser that looked just as old, but still in pristine shape. The room itself was just big, too much space, it made Fluttershy feel small.

Her body ached and her stomach growled, but, Fluttershy ignored it. She still had unpacking to do. She could nibble on something while helping make dinner.

Walking across the home towards the kitchen, she wore a t-shirt she got from volunteering at the local shelter and a stained pair of jeans she usually wore while doing chores or dealing with animals. Angel was on her heels, not wanting to leave her in a new place. Fluttershy peeked her head in. The kitchen was large, a giant island in the middle, it almost looked similair to a resturaunt's kitchen.

Derpy was cleaning some chicken from the bones. "Do, um, you need any help?" Fluttershy walked in.

Derpy looked to her and smiled. "Sure. Just prep some of those veggies I have out. Bite-sized pieces please. This way it can also help you get to know where everything is. It's still a bit early, so before the others get home, I'll explain some rules." Fluttershy began prepping as she nodded. Derpy's yellow eye went inverted, but she didn't seem to notice. "Okay, so, I have 3 other tenants aside from you. Some people come and go, but those 3 have been here for a bit longer and seem to be staying until...well, I'm not sure." Derpy paused. "Anyhow, everyone's thing are labeled, I can have them explain what you can and can't mess with. We can figure out your spot in the fridge later. You won't pay rent but I will ask you to help out a bit. Maybe dinner once in awhile and take care of the garden. Oh, and get passing grades, okay?"

Fluttershy tried to take that all in, she had some trouble, but nodded anyway. She could do this. Learn new rules and pass her grades and help out and not think about her family, as well as be a great friend, help them out, help at the shelters and sell her family's things and get settled and make new friends with these tenents as well as adjust to this new place and find a job so she wouldn't be a burden. Yeah, she could do this...right?

Fluttershy and Derpy ended up packing the leftovers away after making the other's their plates, Derpy explaining who would want more of what, since the others explained to Derpy over the phone why they wouldn't be back by dinnertime. Seemed Sundays were usually the only days of the week that all of them had time to eat together. Derpy was the one made it one of the rules. She wanted to be able to make sure they all got at least one good meal through the week.

An idea occured to Fluttershy as they put foil over the plates. "Hey Derpy, is it because their schedules overlap? I'm curious because maybe if I helped make more dinners or even packed lunches, you wouldn't have to worry over if they're getting good meals. Then days like today wouldn't be too much of a concern." She asked softly. She hadn't had a dinner with other's in months and even a bit before.

Derpy thought for a moment, her eye returning to normal for a moment before going inverted again. "I could ask them. Two of them work and the other is in college, so it might be nice if they could get a homecooked lunch at least. I do worry. All three have bad eating habits." Derpy sighed.

Fluttershy's heart swelled for the first time in a long time and she smiled wide. "Okay! I'll try my best to make their meals nutricious and fun! Might have to ask Pinkie for some pointers...or AJ." Fluttershy giggled, helping do the dishes and chatting lightly with Derpy, trying to get the big things like her new growing list of to-do's and the fact she moved from her family home, to somewhere new, where she knew barely anyone, off her mind. She didn't see Angel pull his ears and shake his head, concern worsening in his eyes.

She couldn't sleep that night either, the days without sleep growing. So, she sat at a desk chair, grabbing a notebook from her backpack and began thinking of a variety of lunches and dinner ideas she could run by the other tenants, of which she reaized, she still didn't know the names of. She also had to save Derpy's number in her phone. Fluttershy began making not just a meal list, but a short to-do list. She kept forcing herself not to think about the elephant in the room. To not think of the amount of space in her room, or about her family, about the things she had to sell, about the memories.

She looked outside after her head began to hurt as too much was swarming. "The only person up might be Sombra. I wonder if he's busy with an assignment." She thought out loud. Deciding to risk it, she grabbed her phone, checking the time, 2:27 AM, she sent a text.

Fluttershy: Hey Sombra. I'm sorry if you're busy, or if you're trying to sleep you can ignore this, but, um, just seeing what you were up to. It's...another one of those nights and yeah, was just checking in.

She set her phone down and went back to gazing at the moon. It was cresent tonight. She had hoped for a full moon, though she knew it'd be like this. By the time it was time to "get up" Fluttershy decided to act as if she did just wake. She got a good morning text from Pinkie and even Rainbow, who she replied to. She wore jeans with butterflies going up one leg and a sunny yellow flowy top with a white knitted shawl. She put the brettes Zephyr gave her a few years ago in her hair, keeping the long hair out of her eyes.

Deciding she had everything, she and Angel, who was not a morning Bunny, went into the kitchen to pack a lunch for the first day back, and judging by how Derpy divided the dinner the night before, she used that to judge how she'd prepare their lunches as well. Since she still didn't know their names, she put the descriptions on the bags, hopefully they'd enjoy them. She giggled as she packed Angel's lunch as well, deciding to take him along.

Fluttershy underestimated how long it would take to walk to school from the side of town she currently now resided as opposed to before. She ran, trying to make it before the bell. "Oh no, oh no!" She panted. She wasn't as fast as she thought, her days running on fumes and limited food was beginning to show. Her vision blurred but she shook her head and continued.

She wound up late. As she panted, trying to catch her breath as she walked to her first class, knowing she'd have to explain why, her phone dinged. Slowing her pace, she checked.

Sombra Knight: Was busy with an assignment and my phone was dead, I apologize, Fluttershy. I hope you got rest, I know how these few weeks have been for you. I'll be at the park this afternoon. The usual place.

Fluttershy smiled. 'He replied.'

Sombra didn't know all of what she'd been through, she simply spoke to him about nightmares and he offered advice. They had met at the library a couple months before "it" happened. It was hard getting him to open up and even now, the fact he replied was a big thing between them. They'd usually meet at the library or the park, usually she'd just listen to him ramble about a problem or assignment, about facts and stories of history or astrology and many more topics. She even admitted to him, she barely understood what most of the topics were about or what a thing was, but, he was patient enough with her and was happy she seemed to be paying attention as she asked questions or put new ideas in his mind. The man was 2 years older and burly for being someone of knowledge, or usually what media would preceve he should be. He has wavy black hair usually hand brushed back, like his hand was always combing through it and had auburn eyes that almost seemed red in sunlight. His skin was slightly tan with sideburns, his jaw more square.

The bell rang signaling the end of class and Fluttershy facepalmed. She was later than she'd thought. Sighing, she went to find her friends to apologize for her tardiness.

"So, you saw a animal and got sidetracked? Isn't that like, normal for you though, Shy?" The raspy voice of Rainbow made her presence known as she laid an elbow on her shoulder.

Fluttershy chuckled softly, it was forced. "Yeah, but I was running behind as it was. Thanks for saying you'd get my notes for me, Twilight. I really appreciate it."

Twilight nodded. "Of course, Fluttershy. I totally get running late."

"Sweetie, are you feeling alright? Your complextion is looking, well, um...drab." Rarity butt in after the other's began a different topic. Her curly hair was brushed over one shoulder and her pale skin shined.

Fluttershy nodded. "Yes, I'm fine, just didn't get to sleep till late."

AJ wrapped one arm around her shoulder and shook it, "Well, don't go overdoin' stuff. Don't want yer parent's ta scold ya, Sugarcube."

Fluttershy visibly tensed. 'Why would-' then she remembered, she never told them. It was too horrible and Fluttershy could never even get a syllable out without breaking into uncontrollable sobs, so she never told her friends. Maybe she should. She'd have to tell them she moved as it was.

She looked around, not seeing the other pink-haired one of their group. "Uh, girls, where's Pinkie?"

Rainbow burst into a chortle. "She's off having some time with her boyfriend before class."

Fluttershy blinked. "Since when have her and CS been dating? Last I heard they were still doing that weird flirt-rivalry thing."

Rarity rolled her blue eyes. "Since 2 days ago when another girl decided she would flirt-flirt with him. Pinkie decided she had had enough. I thought you knew?" She quirked a sculpted brow.

Fluttershy shrugged. She either wasn't that in the loop with them anymore or with everything else going on she must've forgotten. She hoped it was the latter. "Well, at lunch I need to tell all of you some stuff. Or after school. Yeah, let's do it after school. We can get shakes while we chat." She waved to them as the bell rang.

"Let's do it after school then. Sound good?" Twilight asked the others as they seperated. Everyone agreed. Fluttershy felt an unease in her belly as the day dragged on and she wasn't sure why. The girls were her friends...they'd accept her anyway. So, why did she still feel like she was about to confess to something bad? At lunch, Fluttershy texted Sombra back. He may leave her hanging when it came to these things, but she figured even if it wasn't important, everyone deserves a little message everyday. It might cheer them up.

Fluttershy: I hope your studies go well! Make sure to eat something other than protien bars and energy drinks please. Remember you won't be able to study if your brain doesn't get the right nutrients. And thank you for your concern, I will explain when I see you. What time do you want to meet?

She spotted her friends coming and she quickly sent the text but not before adding some smiley faces. She felt herself smile. She accomplished a great goal with Sombra that day and she was giddy. The rest of lunch went by as drab as it usually would. She learned rainbow had an admirer, Pinkie was indeed dating CS now. She smiled and laughed and Angel had his lunch as well.

After school, Fluttershy waited out back where the field was, waiting on Twilight and the others, watching Rainbow practice. Sombra hadn't replied, so she had time. She let Angel wander, he wouldn't go far. As AJ and Rarity approached, Fluttershy spotted a hawk or eagle.

Though, upon looking closer, or trying to, it seemed rounder, at least in the head.

Wait.

It was too late, the owl swooped down and picked up Angel.

"ANGEL!" Without thinking and with her friend's yelling after her, Fluttershy ran after.

As it went over the school roof, Angel was still struggling, she barely thought as she climbed and jumped up onto the roof, luckily a ladder was close as well. She ran across the tiles, some slipping out from under her. Upon getting to edge of the front, she knew it was now or she'd never see Angel again. Her chest burned as she lunged off the roof toward the owl and Angel.

Her hands grasped the loose skin of Angel's scruff and the other grasped the owl's leg and she heard a snap as it screeched and released Angel. Her animal loving nature made her hurt knowing she broke it's leg, but she had to save Angel. She knew they were falling. She wrapped Angel tightly in her arms, using her back as a shield, except, before she landed on ground, as her friend's screamed her name, having been chasing after her, her head hit the statue that was outside the school. Black spots and stars burst from her eyes as she felt a crack and pain rippling through her side. Her and Angel fell with a thud. Everything went black.

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On the other side, at the same time, in the land of Equestria, Twilight and her friend's were trying to subdue a creature that had infiltrated the castle. The meeting room with the crystal table was a mess. The beast was large with horns and a terrible odor that made it hard enough to try and efeat with one's eyes watering and keeping yourself from gagging.

"Fluttershy! The Stare!" Twilight yelled, her horn glowing to get a spell ready.

Fluttershy nodded, her brows furrowed. Her fangs pierced her gums as she tried The Stare, flying as close as she could safely get to the creature. It seemed to work, but her heart stuttered, she broke contact as Pinkie's cannon went off, Pinkie yelling about "oopsie" in the background.

The creature snapped out of it and lunged towards Fluttershy, who was too slow as Twilight shot off her spell, not able to stop it before it was released. The horn, one of them, pierced Fluttershy's side as she screamed, the spell hitting her instead and she landed loudly against the table.

Before her friend's could reach, the table, instead of showing a map, it became a mirror, showing the Human Fluttershy lying on the opposite, feet running towards. Fluttershy's small fangs shrank to nothing as the pink ribbon surrounded her again. She was loosing blood and conciousness. Her heart stuttered again.

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Angel was the only one, back with Human Fluttershy, to notice the glazed teal eyes turn red for a moment as a surge of magic escaped the crack in the statue, trailing into Fluttershy. Her eyes slid closed as her friend's rolled her onto her back, they all frantically yelling and trying to call an ambulance. Angel stayed by her side even as the ambulance arrived and took Fluttershy to the hospital. Since no one was family, her friends had to follow behind.

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Whatever Fluttershy was dreaming about faded from her memory as she tried opening her eyes, the beeping of machines surrounding her. Her head began to throb and pulse, the bright lights blinding. She scrunched her brows, feeling something move across as she did.
She groaned, trying to bring her hand up to cover her eyes. Breathing in, she felt a dull ache in her side. Smacking her lips, she felt thirsty and tried recalling why she was in a hospital room, the smell of antiseptic and medicine burning her nose.

"Oh, you're up. Great. Here, let me check your vitals."
Turning her head, Fluttershy saw a nurse, she tried keeping her voice down, but even that volume hurt.
"W-where am I? What happ-" she stopped speaking, her voice was scratchy even with how soft it usually was.
The nurse stayed quiet as she checked on Fluttershy and wrote everything down.
Fluttershy tried remembering. Bird. Angel. Falling. How was she not dead?

"Oh, the doctor was wondering that too. I guess you were lucky. Now, we had to shoo away your friends, but is there an adult we can call? It seems no one has changed your emergency contact information." The nurse piped up. She must've asked it aloud without realizing.
"Angel? My bunny?" Fluttershy croaked. Her mouth and throat felt so dry. Why?

"Your rabbit was sent with a friend of your's and she said she'd take it back to your home."
Fluttershy's eyes flew open wide and she tried sitting up, only to have her breath knocked from her as her side seized and her head felt like it was splitting with the pace she sat. "Oh, Miss Breeze, please don't sit up too fast. You cracked a few ribs an-"

Fluttershy went to tell the nurse that she moved, but the door opened behind them, revealing a familiar face she didn't think she'd see there.
"Well, small world isn't it, One Time Wonder?"
There, coming in was Chrysalis Crystal, a make up artist. She would design makeup ranging from elegant to movie effects. She would call it "transformation" at work. She wore a green top with a chrome shine corset and black slacks. Her legs were long and green hair up and braided. She pulled her sunglasses away from her deep forest green eyes that popped against black skin. She and Futtershy met when she was modeling one summer and Chrysalis was in charge of her makeup since her artist had to call-out.

Fluttershy relaxed before she asked, having forgotten about the situation in lue of seeing her friend. "What are you doing here, Chrysalis? Don't you have work? Wait, I mean...why are you here?" Fluttershy's skull still felt like a pin ball.

The nurse took that moment to leave to retreave the doctor to see how Fluttershy was doing. Chrysalis took the chair and smirked.
"Derpy asked me to check on you, or if you were well enough, take you home. I mean the mansion, Butterfly. She filled us in on you moving in."

Fluttershy stayed quiet, processing. So she was one of the tenants? It was a small world. She smiled at her friend. "That's great. Did you get my lunch I packed you guys? Derpy didn't say who-"

"Yep. It was pretty good and easy to handle. You sure you're okay? You've been here for 2 days already." Chrysalis' voice held a concerned edge and made Fluttershy frown.
"2 days? Oh, and my friends don't know Derpy. I haven't even told dean Celestia, so they can't ask her. Oh, Chrys, what am I gonna do?" Fluttershy began to panic, realizing that one of her friends had Angel and they had to have found out she moved but she didn't...
She jolted when she felt a hand on her back.
"I'll tell the staff and once you're out, you can call your buds and get your bunny." she sighed. "You didn't tell anyone you moved?"

Fluttershy shook her head. "I didn't have time. And I was going to tell them after school on the day of the accident."
Chrysalis hummed but didn't say anything else.
Fluttershy tried swallowing but it was hard. "Can I have that water?" She pointed to the paper cup. Chrysalis did but when Fluttershy drank, it didn't help, so she guzzled the water down, hoping she was just parched. Upon finishing, she swallowed again, but though her mouth wasn't dry, her throat still felt scratchy and she was still thirsty. Or hungry. She couldn't tell.

The nurse, followed by the doctor came in. Fluttershy had apparently been healing relatively fast, consideriing her injuries. She was still instructed to take it easy and given painkillers for her head and ribs. She updated her information there, putting Chrysalis' information down after Derpy's. Luckily someone had turned off her phone so it hadn't died, though she was surprised it only had some scuffs from the fall. Her clothes were stained though, she had to wear what she came in when they brought her to the hospital.

During the ride in Chrysalis' sports car, Fluttershy called each friend, letting them know she was out and asking who had Angel. The girls agreed to meet her the next day all together so they could check on her and have a "talk", as Twilight said. AJwas the one with Angel, so Chrysalis offered to drive there, smacking a hand over Fluttershy's mouth when she offered to walk or take the bus.
"Nope, cause before we get home and Derpy fusses over you, you're going to tell good young Chrysalis why you jumped from a roof."
Fluttershy gulped, throat still feeling dry. "An owl took off with Angel and I just...ran. I wasn't really thinking." She laughed nervously.
Chrysalis just hummed and continued to drive.

"Sugarcube!" AJ ran out the door after Fluttershy got out of the passenger side, Angel running just behind Applejack. Without thinking, Applejack embraced Fluttershy in a bruising hug, Fluttershy's breath leaving her. When she was able to breathe again, Applejack lettiing go, Fluttershy caught a whiff of a bitter and acidic scent. 'Rotten fruit?' Fluttershy though. "How're ya feeling? That injury must've looked worse than it was if yer already out. You scared us all half ta death."

Fluttershy shook her head, it throbbed dully. "Sorry, AJ, I didn't mean to. I just came by to get Angel. Thank you for taking care of him. I'm not sure how I'll ever repay you. If the whole, 'not being where you thought i was living' thingis brought up, I'll...explain."
Applejack crossed her arms. "Fluttershy, we just want to know why you aren't home-no notthat-but why your home is empty. We tried bringing Angel there and it was emptier than a barrel of cider after buckin' season." Applejack was scolding her.

Fluttershy bowed her head. She scrunched her nose, her body moving to form a defensive snarl, though she covered her mouth before Applejack could see, her eyes widened. 'What was I about to do?' Applejack hadn't said anything snarl worthy, nonetheless, Fluttershy had never snarled before. Maybe she was just tired.
Angel pulled at her pants, looking up to her. His fur was all messy and in odd places. He too, looked tired.
She sighed. "I'll explain tomorrow, Applejack. I'm just tired. Is that okay?"
She looked to her friend, Applejack went to say something, but seemed to think better of it. "Yeah. See ya tomorrow, Fluttershy. I think Twilight will let us know when." Applejack then walked back inside, leaving Fluttershy confused.
"What did I do wrong?"

The ride back was silent. Looking outside at the setting sun, Fluttershy remembered auburn eyes. 'Oh. I should check on him. I hope he didn't think I ditched him.' She went to text Sombra, but her phone was dead. She sighed again. Fluttershy scrunched her brows, a sour, citrus like scent hit her nose. She snifffed. It wasn't Angel. It seemed to be coming from Chrysalis.
"Chrysalis? Did you change perfume?" Fluttershy looked to her friend, of whom shook her head.
"No. Nothing out of the normal. Maybe it's cause you hit your head? You're smelling things? You'll be good as new soon."

Fluttershy didn't say anything immediately. "Yeah, I guess you're right. Hey, do you know the other's names? I mean, I know you do, but I guess I was curious." she blushed.

Chrysalis laughed. "You'll see them here in a bit. Lucky for you, Derpy told everyone to be home."
Fluttershy smiled. "Okay. Wait. I'm a mess. They won't mind right? I'm not too concerned, but i wouldn't want them to think-"
Chrysalis snorted. "Butterfly, they probably won't notice. You can show them how you clean up tomorrow, okay? besides, they kind of have to be nice since you just got out of the hospital and you'll be making their lunches. both came back with empty ones that were cleaned off. great job." Chrysalis was grinning ear to ear, seeming to take enjoyment out of what dirt she had on others.
"That's not necessary. I would've made their lunches anyway. It's part of my "rent" as Derpy called it. It just makes me happy knowing they liked it. Oh! That means i can start taking requests. I can't wait to actually see your room too, I just realized, if that's not prying. I just have been so curious at to what a Beetle collector's room looks like." Fluttershy waved her hand in a wish washy movement but perked up at her revelation, the citrus-y scent forgotten.

When they pulled up, Fluttershy noticed the motorcycle next to where Chrysalis parked. Grabbing her medication and Angel, they went in. Derpy immediately surrounded her, grasping her head and inspecting her for injuries. Fluttershy smiled nervously.
"Um, Derpy, I'm fine. Just a mild head injury and a few splinter fractures on my ribs." To be honest, Fluttershy knew those were serious injuries, for instance some would be fatal if it occured to an animal. But, she truly didn't hurt as much as she thought she should be, so, she would take her medicine and take it easy. Maybe the doctors were overreacting.
"Just fractured ribs and a head injury?! Fluttershy Breeze-" Derpy was about to go into a full rant until a voice broke her off.
"Derpy, she said she's fine. Chrysalis doesn't seem all too concerned either. Let her be, she's nearly an adult anyway."
'Wait. I know this voice.' Fluttershy looked behind Derpy to see her college friend Sombra.

"SOMBRA! It's so good to see you! I didn't know you lived here. Or are you visiting? Sorry I didn't meet up with you, kinda had an accident. But, maybe if you-"
Sombra rolled his eyes and flicked her. "Ow." She rubbed her forehead.
"Cool it, Fluttershy. I'll explain in due time."
Chrysalis snorted. "Yes he lives here. Such a nerd." They watched her head behind the staircase, going to her room.
Sombra sighed. "Yes, I live here. Derpy told us you had to move in because of an emergency."
Fluttershy nodded. "Kinda. Um, you know it's hard to explain-"
"Then don't. You don't have to justify why you're somewhere." Sombra heard his alarm go off, he turned to get his books. "Time to go back to history of Eastern Europe. I like food I don't have to stop my work to eat. Thank you, Fluttershy. I'll understand if we can't meet up for a few days."

With that, Sombra assended the stairs. Fluttershy smiled. Angel batted her leg again, making her look down and he pointed to his mouth.
"Alright, we'll get you dinner then I can charge my phone."
She began to walk toward the kitchen as Derpy left it. "Oh, I was gonna bring out molten muffins. But, I guess they're busy again. Such is the lives of the younger folks." She laughed, her eye going inverted.
Fluttershy smiled. "I can join you after I feed Angel." To that, Angel tapped his foot and crossed his little arms. He shook his head. "It should be fine."
Really she was tired, but, she feared the nightmares. The memories. What better way to avoid them, than making yourself so exhausted you don't dream?

Later on, Fluttershy was in her room with her medicine and a glass of water. There was a book beside her and the window was letting in a breeze. She took the pill only for a moment later, a naucous chill ran through her and she gagged and hacked until she vomited up the pill and most of the water, along with bile, it made her throat sting and tears come to her eyes. Her body shook. She gulped for air hurriedly.
In a matter of moments, Angel was there, patting her knee. She groaned, getting up to clean up the mess. She could only be grateful it was mostly water.
As she lied in her bed, her stomach growled as her teeth ached. 'Teeth ache?' She ran her tongue along the front of her teeth, they felt tender and almost buzzed. 'Odd.'
She got up to fix herself a snack in the kitchen, despite the late hour. Before she got even close, she saw the light was on and she heard a deep voice humming a tune. She wondered if it was the other tenant. 'Oh, I don't want to meet anyone yet. I'm not feeling good.'

She slowly approached the entryway, not wanting to be spotted yet. He began to sing a low tune, the lyrics lost on Fluttershy. She silently gulped and peaked her head in, seeing a, "tall man-oops." She covered her mouth, not meaning to say that out loud. She blushed so hard her face felt hot.
The man halted and turned to awknowledge someone else was there.
Fluttershy couldn't bring herself to fully come out from behind the wall seperating the kitchen and entryway. She did gaze at him though. He was VERY tall, broad shouldered with long limbs. He had a black mohawk with the rest cut short, not quite a buzz cut of grey-ish silver hair. his ears were slightly pointed at the tips, one of those people with that defect. Fluttershy couldn't observe silently long as he walked from her view only to appear in her line of sight right in front of her, causing her to squeak and jump back, almost falling if he didn't grasp her around the waist.
She instinctively grasped his shirt, a too big for him Hawaiian shirt, bright, in contrast to his grey sweatpants to only went to his knees.

He chuckled as Fluttershy blushed and began to splutter out apologies.
"i know I'm goregeous, Dear but please, don't gawk." It was said with complete sarcasm but Fluttershy couldn't help continuing to do just that. Upon a closer look, with his smile, he had a snaggle tooth on one side, with a receeding gum, but only on that tooth. He had his ears peirced and his nose was straight, like there was no divide from his forehead. his thin lips were pierced a bit too, just a hoop on one side. It was the last 2 things that truly drew Fluttershy in. His eyes were red and different sizes, his right pupil larger than his left. But the color, aside from the red pupil, was yellow, almost gold in contrast. With how close he was as well, Fluttershy caught his scent.
It was salty, warm. Almost like movie popcorn or a comfort food her mom would make when she was sick. It was a welcoming scent.

Her mouth felt dry as if she'd ran without days of water. Her throat ached and her teeth were buzzing. It was too warm. Something was too warm. The air felt like static, like there was warm pulses of electricity swarming the air.

He leaned back, bring her with so she was standing straight. She shook her head violently, not sure what had overcome her. A sharp pain ran through and she put her hand to her head. It kept pulsing, but it seemd her body won't accept the pills.
"Are you alright?"
She nodded, but doing so hurt. "Yes. I suppose my head still hurts. Um, I just was getting a snack." She bit her lip. "Sorry for gawking. It was rude, you're just very-"
"Freaky? Odd? Can't be natural?" He drawled, seeming bored or, what Fluttershy caught, was a defensive tone. He tensed and rolled his eyes, about to go back into the kitchen.
"Wait. No, I was going to say "unique". I...this is embarrassing, but, I just wanted to keep looking. I'm sorry." She grapped his shirt as he was turned.
"Sure. Now, what did you want?" He brushed past her. She swallowed nothing, her throat sticking to itself, dry and aching.
"I was going to get a popcicle or something soft. I'm Fluttershy." She held out her hand and he in turn gave her a popsicle. "Uh...I was going to shke your hand, but, that's okay."
Only when she looked, the popsicle was warm, the liquid inside melted. She heard him chuckle. "Oops."
As he brushed past her again out of the kitchen, he rapped his knuckles gainst her skull, causing it to throb. "Not so smart are you, dear?" He chuckled deeply as he went up the stairs.

Only when he was far enough away, out of sight, her head began to pound and her body felt weak. She was so hungry, but nothing looked appetizing. Deciding against it, she walked back to her room. Everything felt cold.
"Angel." the bunny looked to her as she flopped onto the large bed. "I think I'm going crazy."

With that declaration, Fluttershy drifted into a fitful sleep, surrounded by nightmares and the need to taste that warmth from earlier.

Chapter Text

Fluttershy was awoken not by her alarm (which she’d forgotten to set the night previously) but her phone ringing. Groggily and her head blaring in pain, she felt Angel make noise and burrow further under the pillows.
Her body felt like lead but she answered the phone.
“Fluttershy, it’s Pinkie Pie! Hehe, I’m your wake up call! I was wondering if you wanted to walk to school together? Or if you even are coming? I mean, you did have a pretty nasty fall so I wouldn’t blame you but I mean we do miss you.”
Pinkie’s voice rang like the chime of a school bell.

Fluttershy nodded, then realized Pinkie couldn’t see and replied, “I’d love to, but you live pretty far from where I’m at, now that I think about it. We’d both end up being late. So yes, I’m coming to school, no reason not to.”
“Haha you’re so funny Fluttershy! Just tell me where you live and I can pick you up! Maude let me borrow her mo ped! See?”

Fluttershy thought maybe it’d be fine, she’d have to tell them her new place anyway and it was simply to go to school.
“Okay. It’s...”
After she told Pinkie Pie a few times where it was, she got dressed. She attempted to take the painkiller again, hoping it’d help.
It didn’t.
She ended up having to put her hair up and cleaning up the mess, the pill dissolving into the saliva and bile. ‘Maybe I should call the doctor?’ She thought.

She tried forcing herself to eat something, but each thing, cereal, a granola bar, bread, yogurt, all those didn’t help and they were actually tasteless. She guzzled some water, that didn’t help the buzzing of her teeth or the dryness in her throat.

Ignoring it, she began making the others their lunches. At least now she could label them. Well...actually she never did get the tall man’s name.
Thinking back to him, her gums felt hot. She began massaging them with her finger absentmindedly, it bringing little relief. Though brushing them that morning she saw her canines looked sharper and longer. Though she deemed it from malnutrition, since she knew she wasn’t taking care of her diet and sleep all that well.
“Might I inquire why you’re doing that? I believe we have toothpicks.”
Fluttershy felt a chill run up her spine before she jolted at the baritones voice mocking her. She looked to him and rose a brow at his choice of clothing but smiled.
“Good morning! Sleep well? I didn’t have time to make breakfast, but I did make you lunch. I don’t believe I’ve asked you what you like or if you did like the other lunches.”
He hummed. “I don’t like them.” He spoke caulosly and crossed his arms.
Fluttershy looked at him for a moment then gave a small grin. “I’m sorry. Is there anything I could make you’d like? If I don’t know, I could always learn. Though, it would be easier if I knew your name or what you liked.”
She noticed he seemed startled by her reaction. To cover it up, he scoffed.

“Oh please...though...” he petted the stubble on his chin, it beginning to be come a “beard”, as he thought. His mouth took on a mischievous smirk and he looked at her. “Make me an enriched lunch with anchovies and avocado on top, cut thinly but still in its shape. Then...” he began listing off insane things. Not even strange combinations but even how he wanted them plated. Like celery and jelly sandwiches on pumpernickel toast.

When he seemed to be done, she covered her mouth with her fingertips and giggled, a genuine bell-like giggle. She didn’t see him tense considerably and look about to fight.
“Well, sir, get me the ingredients for what you want and I’ll try my best. Though some of those do sound like interesting choices. Any recommendations for a lady to try?”
She put her hands behind her back and smiled up at him. She was tall, one of the taller of her friends, but even then the top of her head came to just under his chest. She had to wonder, as he was listing things off, if he was simply getting a rise out of her. He seemed, for lack of a better word she could use, defensive, or even cautious of her.
His odd eyes widened a fraction. Then he chuckled, the laughter not quite reaching his eyes.
“Well, I’d recommend the-“ he put one finger up, then was interrupted by a loud banging on the door and the high pitched shrill that was Pinkie Pie, announcing her arrival.
“FLUTTERSHY I FINALLY FOUND YOU!”

Fluttershy straightened her back and looked towards the door, feeling the ache return. She found it odd how talking with “the tall man” seemed to make her forget about what was going on with her.

“That’s Pinkie Pie. Um, I’m going to have to get that recipe or some of them from you later. If you won’t like this lunch, just leave it, but I do think you should try it or mix it up so you like the combination better, you know, just because I packed it, doesn’t mean it has to be eaten how it looks. So, Sir, I’m going to go now, I have school.” Before she left the kitchen, she turned, blushing. “Maybe...you can show me some of those combinations and tell me about what you do or...” she was losing her bravado the longer he didn’t respond, but she pushed, “...or what you like to do. Maybe even your name.”
“FLUTTERSHY!” Pinkie yelled.
Fluttershy’s blush deepened. “I should...go.”
She headed towards the door and went out only to bump into Pinkie, who was closer to the door than she anticipated and latched on to Fluttershy, jumping up and down the moment she had a chance.

“Pinkie...in pain.” Fluttershy gasped. Pinkie released her after a few more twirls.
Fluttershy processed she smelled of mixed berries,but that was normal for Pinkie Pie.

Pinkie released her as they heard a cough. Fluttershy glanced behind her, they were blocking the door, and saw Sombra.

“Sorry, Sombra.” She saw the books, but also the duffel bag. “Are you going somewhere?”
He sneered, but she ignored it. “School then “home” for...reasons.” He spoke the sentence like it was bile escaping through his teeth.
She frowned. He never had went into detail about his family with her before, but they both knew she could read between the lines and from what she’d gathered, his home was strict with some secrets that were hard to get out from under.
Sensing Sombra’s bitter feelings, she hugged him. They were around the same height. He tensed, not expecting her to hug him, the most she’d ever done was pat his back.
“It’ll be okay. When you get back, maybe I can make you something you’ll love to cheer you up. I do hope it’s not too long though. I’ll miss you.” Hugging tighter she whispered, “it’s okay to come home if you are uncomfortable there.”
She let go, smelling apple cinnamon as she distanced herself.
Both Pinkie and Sombra gave her an odd look, but Sombra broke it by walking off without another word.
“Rude. Come on, we’re gonna be late!” Pinkie grabbed her arm and they rode the mo ped to school. Pinkie was right, they were going to be late.

“So what was that guys deal anyway? He was so rude and didn’t even tell you goodbye!” Pinkie asked as they walked to their last hour. Home EC was what they shared.
“He wasn’t being rude Pinkie. Sombra just has a lot on his plate recently.” Fluttershy explained, feeling the flash of defense towards her older friend.
“Hmm. Okay, whatever you say, Fluttershy. I hear we’re supposed to make a batch of something odd in class. Like from imagination! Isn’t that so cool?! Anything! We! Want!” Pinkie jumped up and down as if she were on a pogo stick. Fluttershy laughed.
“It is.”
She thought of her tall friend-could she call him a friend? Probably not. Well, the tall person-there we go- she met. She wanted to do something for her older friends. She could make them all something as a thank you!
With spritely energy, Fluttershy began to think of what she could make as the teacher began explaining the lesson and Pinkie Pie was eagerly chatting away beside her.

She ended up thinking of different things for each person in the house. First, Derpy. She loved muffins, so why not a variety of tiny muffins? Inch tall muffins! And she could make a bunch!
As those were mixing, she made 3 varieties, Fluttershy started on cherry mousse bites smothered in chocolate for Chrysalis. She’d make a box of those.
While they were in the fridge, she’d make...well, if Sombra was going to be gone for a bit it’d have to be something that could stay dry or in the freezer. She got it! She’d make him spicy almond crackers. They’d be easy to eat while he worked and they’d have a nice flavor so they wouldn’t be bland. As the muffins and crackers baked, she thought back to her odd...whatever he was. Thinking for what he’d like was harder since she didn’t know him that well.
She kept replaying the previous night as well as that morning over and over. Her stomach clenched remembering the scent and she shook her head.
An idea came to her, she could make mystery bread! She had leftovers from the muffins and crackers to use different textures and add odd flavors inside.
Smiling to herself, Fluttershy got to work.

She gently had all 4 gifts in an extra bag so her schoolwork wouldn’t crush them as her and Pinkie went to the front of the school. As the school bell rang her head, which had been a dull throb most the day, blared in pain, causing her to clutch at her head and halt, causing kids to bump into her.
Immediately she snarled and glared at a few passing by but after the blaring turned to a strong throb, she got enough control to even realize what she’d done. She hoped no one would blame her.
‘I really should call the doctor.’ She thought hazily.

She caught up with Pinkie, who hadn’t realized she fell behind as she rambled, and they met their friends outside.
They were in a group but stopped once Fluttershy and Pinkie arrived.
“Hey, Fluttershy, how are you feeling?” Rainbow asked.
Fluttershy smiled. “I’m okay. Need to head back soon though, I have some treats for Derpy and the others.”
In honesty, she just didn’t want to worry her friends over something she couldn’t explain herself. Maybe she’d be honest about her symptoms once she went to a doctor.
“Fluttershy, can you spare a bit to talk to us first? We have some questions. And I think you should answer. We are your friends.” Twilight said as she attached Spike’s collar.
“Now, Twilight, maybe we should give her some time to breathe. She did just get out of the hospital after all.” Rarity butt in, but made no move to push her suggestion.
Twilight thought.
“I suppose, but from what I’ve read about friendship you have to do things sooner than later. So my route might be the most logical.”
Fluttershy took a deep breath to smooth out the flash of rage in her belly, at what exactly, she couldn’t be certain. Her body was doing strange things as of late.
“No, Twilight might be right. I was planning to explain on the day of the accident, but, yeah, that happened.”

There was some silence there after that Fluttershy wasn’t sure why it was there. Was this about something else? Biting her lip she tried easing her nerves by thinking, ‘if I get this done now and soon, I can get these back so they don’t become ruined.’

So with that silence still in the air, they headed towards...somewhere. Fluttershy wasn’t sure where since no one had said anything, her nerves wanting her to flee.

Chapter Text

They ended up at Applejack’s place, Applejack having gotten a call about needing help. Fluttershy thought that would’ve been reason to postpone but then she opened her mouth and asked if they could help. Applejack’s sister offered for Fluttershy to put her treats in the fridge while Big Mac took Fluttershy at her offer.

As they all sat around barrels of apples, the scent sweet, there was a silence until from the corner of her eye, Applejack tossed an apple at her, Fluttershy catching it surprisingly well.
Fluttershy raised her brow at her, about to open her mouth and ask “why”, but Applejack cut her off, the others looking at them as well.

“I’ve seen Sugarcube. Ya haven’t been eatin and at least humour me with this will ya? Yer so thin as is.”

Fluttershy heard the concern in her voice and sighed before smiling.
“I just...haven’t been hungry is all, but, okay.”
She expected it to taste like the rest of the food she’d eaten, except when she did take a bite, her eyes widened in surprise.

The crunch made the buzzing stop as the sweet and sour juice ran along her tongue. The meat of the apple felt like the most decadent thing she’d had, though she chocked that up to her not being able to stomach much lately.
As she chewed the apple seemed to quench whatever thirst or hunger she had. Her throat didn’t feel dry and her thirst vanished!
In a matter of seconds, the apple, including its core was gone. She hadn’t even realized she kept eating it.
Looking around, her friend’s all gave her a concerned look.
“What the hell Fluttershy? They not feeding you...wherever you are?” Rainbow commented.
Fluttershy stopped in her movement to grab another apple, still hungry.
“No, there’s food. I just haven’t been feeling well. I can’t...explain it.”
Her voice became a whisper.

“Why can’t you explain it?” Rarity asked, she peeling and cutting an apple for herself.
“Does it have to do with your moving?” Twilight asked as she pet Spike.

“No. That’s...something else.” ‘Maybe.’ She thought afterward.

“Then what is going on, Sugarcube?” Applejack put her hand on her shoulder.

Fluttershy gulped, unsure how to bring it up. She could feel the knot forming in her throat. “My family...they, uh...passed a few months ago. That’s why I was gone for that year.”
Her body was shaking and one look at her friend’s faces didn’t help. They all looked shocked.

“Oh, Fluttershy...we’re sorry.” Twilight said as they all got up and hugged her, giving their condolences. Something felt off to her. The words were generic. Distant, she felt it. You could say these to anyone and they wouldn’t be any farther from truth.
Sorry? Why were they sorry? They weren’t behind it.
She hugged back, though she could feel that hollow feeling from a few months ago returning.

“It’s fine. You all wouldn’t have known. Say, let’s get these back.” She forced the hug away and pointed to the apples, wanting to not say more on the matter.

Pinkie looked like she wanted to say something, but seemed to decide against it, which Fluttershy realized, she was grateful for.

Applejack let Fluttershy take a good amount of apples home with her. Her friends stressed that they all wanted to see and visit where she was now, since Pinkie had been the only one to see so far and to everyone’s surprise, Pinkie hadn’t said much about it.
Why she didn’t was a question even Fluttershy would’ve wanted to know.

It was a couple blocks from Derpy’s when her symptoms acted up again. Stopping to take out an apple, she also made sure the treats were safe.
As she walked through the door, biting the apple, it didn’t help, unlike it had earlier that day. It soothed it, but her teeth hurt suddenly, like they were being pulled. She ran to the mirror in the hall and lifted her lips to reveal her gums. They were red and puffy and her canines her longer than they were that morning. Her head throbbed again as her teeth did, the pain making her mouth water. Her saliva was different as well as it pooled in her closed mouth. It was bitter, almost sour. She ran to the kitchen and spit, her eyes widening at the swirling color thinly spiraled with her saliva. The weight on her reminded her of the treats. She tried to process it as she put the food away.
She ran her tongue along her teeth, as it brushed the canines, the teeth tingled and she tasted more of the bitter spit.
Trying to figure it out, her eye caught the apple that had the bite taken out.
She didn’t even hear Angel come in, awaiting his dinner, as she took a bite, the tingling subsiding faintly as the sharp teeth sunk in, it almost felt comforting.

She bit the chunk out as she was startled by the door slamming.
“Dammit, damn, damn, damn fucking it.” The tall man stormed in as he held one hand with the other, rushing to the sink.

Pain spread from her nose across her cheeks, like if she’d suddenly stepped into icy wind.
A scent was radiating off The Tall Man, the scent like one of her mom’s batches of fruit jam cookies. Warm and sweet. Her mouth watered at the scent, her canines pulsing in time with her heart beat. She felt the tips of them gently touch her bottom lip. Whatever that scent was, she wanted it.
Her body ached. She saw him turn the faucet on, a bloody print staining the steel.
It felt like cotton in her mouth. Forgetting her dilemma, upon seeing that the other hand was still bleeding awfully bad, almost streaming off his palm, she went over and took his wrist, only to realize with a sudden icy horror, the scent was his blood.
Gulping silently, she shoved it under, almost a feeling of regret at seeing the blood pool down the drain.
“We-we should get bandages for that. It looks pretty bad. Just leave it running under water, okay? I’ll be back.” She let go, ignoring his spluttering as she made the faucet more of a gentle stream.
She forced herself to focus on getting him patched up, putting her thoughts in the back of her head.
She retrieved her needle and thread she’d usually use on injured animals. From what she did glance at the wound, it was deep.

‘What would he have done if I just lapped up the blood?’ She jolted at the sudden thought. She still wanted it. The scent was delectable and like the apple earlier that day, she craved it. Taking a deep breath and gulping, she headed back to the kitchen with the supplies.

If she were honest with herself, she’d say she was terrified at these thoughts. At her inability to eat anything, or drink. At her body’s sudden change. She was actually, physically, fine as far as her accident goes. It was all this change. Now her canines were abnormally long and her saliva produced...she wasn’t sure what the bitter stuff was.

Shaking away her thoughts, she saw, even though his brows were furrowed, he had listened. She couldn’t help but smile, ignoring the feeling of her canines pressing against her lip.
“You listened. Thank you. Here, I have some needle and thread to stitch it. May I see?” She held out her hand, trying to make sure no one could see her teeth.

He raised a brow but hesitantly did.
“You sure do butt into things a lot don’t you? For being shy you’re very nosy. I wonder. Do you try and help others genuinely or is there ulterior motives behind that sweet smile?”

She was going to ignore him at first, but his question threw her. She ignored him, but hummed to show she acknowledged him, as she focused on stitching his palm, the gash deep into the flesh, even as she tried to work swiftly, blood rose to the surface.
Trying not to breathe in too much, she realized, yes it actually was his blood making that smell.
She wasn’t sure ‘why’ though. She’s witnessed the scent of blood many times. It usually made her nose cringe and nauseous to her stomach.
She gritted her back teeth to keep the impulse in check.
She could vaguely hear him chatter on and on about how she must be hiding things or not truly as sweet and innocent as she puts on.
Even as her hands shook as she wrapped his hand with gauze and bandages, she couldn’t bring him harm.
She took a deep breath, looking at him, she saw a look of expecting from him.
She decided to change the subject.
“Did you enjoy your lunch?”
She smiled small.
He looked at her as if she’d slapped him.
“You aren’t putting this on me to avoid my questions. Ladies first.” He smugly smirked.
She raised her brow, but decided to look him in the eye, taking this seriously. At least, that’s what it seemed to her verses his light mocking tone he used.
“Oh, I couldn’t possibly. Age before beauty, Sir.”

To her surprise, he started to laugh. Holding his belly and laughing.
She tilted her head and blushed. She didn’t expect that reaction.
He got up as his laughter died down to deep chuckles that sent Fluttershy’s hair on the back of her neck crazy, a chill running down her spine.

“Touché, my dear.” He smiled at her, laughter still in his eyes. “Discord.”

She tilted her head. “I’m sorry?”

With his good hand, he put some of her hair behind her ear, her face pink by now, she didn’t break eye contact.
“Discord. It’s my name.”

He broke eye contact first and waved, going upstairs, leaving Fluttershy on one of the stools they were using, blinking.
Angel tapped his foot, screaming as he finally got her attention.
“Oh, I’m sorry, Angel. I’ll feed you now.”

As she prepared his food and gave it to him, she chopped up an apple for herself, not wanting that ache to return soon.
“He never waited for my response. Hmm...Discord. Dis-cord. Hehe.”
She blushed as she nibbled, the apple doing little more than take the edge off her hunger, as she thought of her house-mate. She couldn’t get a grasp on how she should act. Maybe herself? Like usual.

She gazed out the window, sleep evading her again as she brushed her pink hair. She let her mind wander, trying to process all she’d learned. She smiled lightly as one thought came to mind,
‘I never did get those recipes.’

Chapter Text

She was being hunted. She ran as her lungs burned from the winter air.
She could see it, the blood staining her hands as tears froze against her cheeks. Her body was littered with scrapes, gashes, bruises and dried blood and dirt.
“C’mere Lil’ Doll.” One hunter crooned.

She covered her mouth to stifle her whimpers. She couldn’t feel her feet as they burrowed deeper under the wet dirt, leaves and small twigs that littered the ground.
Her eyes searched frantically for a hole or anywhere small enough for her to squeeze into.
The woods were silent. They were close. Gathering her strength, she fought the fear inside her and went to listen carefully for footsteps. She didn’t hear any. She didn’t hear anything, even the ground dwelling beasts stayed still. Her lungs still burned as she forced herself not to breathe.
She almost screamed upon hearing the frightened squawking of a bird, then a gunshot. It was close, but far enough, she hoped, where she could get a bit farther.

Moonlight light through the trees as she glimpsed a large enough crevice just a few feet away. She gulped. Maybe...

She went to bolt for it, except the breath left her when she felt a hand grasp her long hair and yank, a sadistic chuckle leaving as their friend appeared in front of her.
“Thought you could run, huh, Doll?” They chuckled.
Her heart sank as she thrashed, trying to fight them both holding her down to tie her up. She didn’t bother screaming, there wouldn’t be anyone to hear it.
One hauled her like she were a boar they hunted and began to trek back as they chatted along. Her hair fell into her face as the cold seeped into her body. Fresh hot tears left her eyes as she scowled.
Her teal eyes hardened like the shine of jewels.
‘I will escape again.’

Fluttershy lifted her head so fast she got whiplash. She looked around, but upon seeing where she was she relaxed. She felt Angel come up onto the desk and rub his face against her cheek. She saw her homework scattered hazardously over her desk. She must’ve nodded off doing homework.
Checking the calendar she saw it was Sunday. She’d be in charge of dinner, Derpy having to work later.

Her friend’s had been texting her most of the day and trying to check on her and also get the address of where she was living. The day prior was spent mostly out in the shelters and away from Discord and her friends.

She liked Discord and she loved her friends, but...well, Discord apparently made her impulsive and she still needed time to process what was happening to her. Her friends, they’ve been pushy and she was still adjusting to her new environment.

As a snack she nibbled on a grapefruit. Fruit seemed to be losing its power the more she ate it.
So, she had tested a theory. She had very little, if any fruit the day prior, then tried fruit that morning to quench the unbearable ache.
It helped. Kind of.
The time between fruit and the teeth tingling ache was slimming between each batch. In a small notebook she wrote it down. Normally she’d just go with a feeling, but with spending time with Twilight and of course the knowledge her body was acting against her, she thought it’d be a good idea.

Later that afternoon she was making garlic beef roast with root veggies. The roast had already been cooking about 10 hours and filled the kitchen with a delicious smell. It was simple and it would help her get to know what the housemates liked. Plus, if there’s any leftovers, she could make other dinners with it. She giggled to herself as she chopped the carrot and potatoes and sprigging the herbs.
Angel was near the table resting when Fluttershy was hit with the scent from a few days ago and the sound of the front door closing.
‘Discord’s home.’ She felt her canines throb almost painfully and she wolfed down the rest of the fruit, only for it to taste like rotten mush, her nose crinkled and she spat it out, almost gagging on it. She tried washing it out with water violently.
She ground her back teeth, hoping he didn’t come in.
Sighing, she went back to cooking.

She hummed a little tune, still feeling her teeth throb but it lessened somewhat as the scent of dinner overpowered the lingering scent of Discord.

The front door opened again and this time she heard a voice.
“Oh, man, what smells delicious? Just what I need after a long week.”
Poking their head in was Chrysalis, dressed in her usual formal outfit and had set her make up luggage beside the entryway. “You’re cooking today, O.T.W? Alright. I’m guessing Derpy has work?”

Fluttershy nodded. “Yes. I hope you’re hungry, I’m about to make the gravy. Say, do you know when Sombra will be back? Oh, that reminds me!” She hurried over to the fridge. “I’d been so busy yesterday I forgot. Here.” She handed Chrysalis the box of cherry mousse bites.
Chrysalis opened them and her eyes widened.
“For me? Why?”
“It was a project in class. I couldn’t pick just one thing, so, as a thank you I made all of you something that I thought you’d like. You got chocolate covered cherry mousse and I made Sombra some spicy almond crackers so it’s healthy, flavorful, and he can munch while working. I also made Derpy mini muffins! I gave those to her Friday. She loved them, haha. I also made Discord mystery bread! It’s like roulette mochi from Japan but slightly different since I didn’t want to waste ingredients. I’m...rambling huh?” Fluttershy rubbed the back of her neck now a little embarrassed at her eyes scored outburst.

Chrysalis laughed. “That’s perfectly fine. Now, I’m hungry. What’s for supper?”

Fluttershy grinned. “Roast. And Sombra?”

Chrysalis seemed to remember. “He’s probably already putting his things up. That’s why I was back so late. I had picked him up.”

“Is he doing alright? He didn’t even poke his head in.” Fluttershy went to the stove, checking on the gravy to stop herself from intruding on a tired Sombra.

Chrysalis shrugged. “He was extremely exhausted so he went upstairs.”

Fluttershy thought. “I’ll bring him his dinner then. When everyone’s happy, I’ll try to have us eat together. You’re probably tired too. I can start you a bath. My friend Rarity gave me some bath salts that I never use I could give you.”

Fluttershy didn’t expect Chrysalis to pat her head. “I’d like that. Let me know when it’s ready. Both the bath and dinner. I have some clients to contact for appointments and locations, so I’ll be in my room.”

Fluttershy smiled and nodded. “Okay.”

Chrysalis left along with her treat and luggage. She still smelt Chrysalis’ citrus scent but it wasn’t as strong as whatever scent Discord seemed to have when he got close. She felt that heavy emptiness return as she divided up dinner.

She missed Sunday dinners.

She took a deep breath and dug the inside of her wrist against her forehead.
When was her last Sunday...din...ner...

“Alright, Lil Doll. Your pick.”
Fluttershy’s body went ridged as the voice of one of Them entered her mind. She shuddered, putting her face in her hands and taking shuddering breaths, there right by the stove. Luckily the gravy was just thickening, though that was the last thought in her mind.
Her chest clenched. She felt cold despite the heat of the kitchen.

Memories replayed over and over. She hyperventilated. Upon feeling a hand on her shoulder she screamed, one she had let out multiple times but months ago. A hand went over to stifle it, only to have her squirm and then bite into the palm, her senses haywire.

“It’s alright, my dear. Fluttershy, whatever is harming you isn’t here. Open your eyes. Fluttershy.”
She blinked rapidly at the deep but soft voice, his scent like a calming blanket, why, she couldn’t begin to know.
She let go, seeing it was his bad hand she bit.
“Dis...cord?” Her voice was soft. Softer than usual.
“Yes. Perhaps you should go lay down.”

She didn’t move, but she did try to gather herself. She tasted the little bit of blood upon her teeth and wanted more. The more she calmed , the more she craved his presence.
“I, uh, can’t. I have to bring Chrysalis and Sombra dinner and...Chrysalis’ bath. I guess you could...get yours now.” She felt like she was talking as she thought.

She looked at him with hooded eyes, suddenly tired, but too frightened to sleep.

He let out a groan that turned into a sigh.
“You bite like a dog you know that right?” He looked at his wound, seeing puncture wounds. “Uh...what?”

She looked to his palm and saw blood trailing out and over the bandages. Her mind still dazed, she licked the blood. She didn’t like the texture of the bandages, but the blood was sweet and tangy, the scent overpowering.
She saw his eyes widen as he yanked his hand away.
She was half tempted to whine and pull it back, but her mind began to clear. She could still taste it on her tongue.
She began to process what she’d done. Her own eyes widened in terror and she covered her mouth, tasting that bitter taste on her canines.
She clumsily attempted to stand, her legs wobbling. She ran a hand through her hair, trying to calm and process. Her legs had fallen asleep and one gave out, Discord catching her waist so she didn’t hurt herself.
“Please, my Dear. Go rest. We can freak out about what just occurred later.”

She looked to his eyes, “Why?”, her voice quivered.
He raised a brow. “What part?”
She went to answer, her body feeling both warm but queasy. She wanted more, finally figuring out with horror what her hunger would be quenched by, but was also terrified of it. She didn’t want to do it. She wasn’t even sure how she became this-this-THING.

There was a loud knock on the door and a few familiar voices rang out.
“Fluttershy! I brought Rainbow and Rarity too!”
Her body went cold. ‘Why would they show up unannounced?’
She went to move to answer, she had some control again, but Discird put his large un injured hand against her sturnum to push her back.
“I’ll tell them you aren’t here.” He went to move, but she grasped his hand.
“No, it’s fine. I’ll tell them it’s late.”
She smiled, though they both know it was forced.
He raised a brow and flicked her nose, not saying anything as he grabbed his plate along with Sombra’s and Chrysalis’ and walked away, his posture seeming irritated.
In that moment she wanted to find out why as opposed to answering the door, but she tried taking some steps, her mind clearing more with Discord away.
Her body felt weaker, maybe she should’ve asked him to help. No. He had helped her plenty.
Walking out of the kitchen, she tried using the wall as a stable surface, but even then, she stumbled.
Her heart rate was erratic.
“A-Angel. Angel!” She tried getting back up, but her body wouldn’t move. Angel quickly came bounding to her.
“Get Discord. Please. I-I can’t.” His name was the first on her head so she hoped that didn’t seem odd. Her teeth throbbed painfully and she felt a burning on her back. Everything felt in slow motion.
Angel ran up the stairs, faster than she’d ever seen.
She couldn’t leave her friends at the door though, so, she tried moving. The burning on her back began to turn to an ache. A deep ache in her shoulder blades. She leaned heavily on the door and pried it open a bit as she heard footsteps going downstairs.
“Yes, girls? Why didn’t you tell me you were stopping by?” She tried keeping the labored breathing in check.
Rarity and Rainbow looked to each other, as if Fluttershy was the one not making sense.
“Didn’t you get our texts? We said we would be on our way.”
Rainbow said.
“Are you alright, Fluttershy darling?” Rarity asked, concern on her brow.
“Um, I’m just tired. I just made dinner and was about to rest.”
The wind blew and Fluttershy caught their scents.
“Wow, Flutters, how’d you make your eyes do that?” Pinkie butt in.
Fluttershy furrowed her brow. Their voices were garbled but she could smell them plain as daylight. It wasn’t as enticing as Discord’s scent or citrus as Chrysalis, but she at least wanted to test.

A hand slammed on the door above her, startling her. She looked up and saw the large hand lead to the man whom just helped her.
“Sorry, girls, it’s past our landlord’s curfew so no friends. She’ll have to see you at school tomorrow. Bye bye.”
Discord slammed the door much to Fluttershy’s horror. She heard her friends whisper and sound upset, before their footsteps faded. She looked to the man.

“Discord! Don’t be rude!”
She was furious, or at least, tried to be, but she was grateful. Something similar to with him was happening around her friends and she couldn’t explain what it was. He took his bandage off without saying anything and shoved his hand in her face.
Things became both slow and aware as she saw him prick his nail to reopen the puncture wounds and she heard him hum.
Her teeth throbbed and she could feel her canines prick her lip.
“Just as I theorized. Tell me, when did you become a vampire?”
She shook her head at his question.
“I’m sorry, what?” She straightened her back only for pain to shoot up her spine and to the base of her skull.
“Not talking? I’ll prove it.” He took out a pocket knife he had in his pocket and sliced the side of his neck.

Fluttershy panicked and went to put her hand over it.
“DISCORD!” She was about to reprimand him but he pulled her head where the tip of her nose got his blood on it. She hadn’t meant to, but she breathed in. She gasped at the scent, only for him to pull her head so her mouth was up against his neck and her tongue brushed against the wound, getting that sweet taste of his blood on her tongue again except this time she could feel his pulse underneath and it wasn’t covered by bandages. Feeling his skin underneath her teeth she couldn’t help but clamp her mouth down, her teeth thrumming in satisfaction from the flesh and blood running through them. By instinct she began to suck on his neck eagerly, her mouth filling with his hot blood.
She knew it was all over her mouth and chin. But her mind fuzzed out. Fighting to not gorge herself, she let go, her fangs shrinking just enough to hide behind her lip. She was unaware of the magic that had surged and stirred within Discord’s blood as her vampire venom leaked into his veins.
Discord used his shirt to wipe off the remaining blood from his neck.
“So... that’s what it feels like.” He was breathless but tried joking about it.
All he got in turn was red eyes turning back to teal as she tried wiping the blood from her mouth, her brain processing.

She looked at him, alarmed, as tears welled in her eyes and ran down her cheeks. I

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The clocks tik toked for awhile as Fluttershy processed.
She just drank blood.
She.
Drank.
Blood.
And she loved it. Her teeth stopped aching, the warmth that came from her belly from being full was Heaven compared to the emptiness before. Her body felt warm and she saw her skin turning back to her pinkish pale.

“Fluttershy?” Discord reached out to her and she flinched, but he cupped her face, seeming to examine her. With one hand, he opened her mouth to poke at her teeth, making her whine, the bright bitter liquid dripping into his finger and her tongue. She crinkled her nose.
“Dihchrd pheese.” She tried saying. She gripped his hand, finding both comfort and unease. She didn’t like her mouth being pried around with but the feel of his hand under hers brought some relief that he wasn’t upset.
She pulled her face away, she saw he was still bleeding.
Guilt churned in her gut and she ran up the stairs. She could hear him on her tail, why he was following, she could only think was he wanted to pry more.
Once up the stairs she bumped into someone.
“Oof. What’s going on, OTW?” Chrysalis grasped her shoulder and stopped still at seeing the blood on her mouth.
Then she looked behind her and saw the blood on Discord’s neck.
“What the fuck is going on, Discord?”
Her voice was low.
“I simply tested a theory. She’s a vampire, hence the blood.”
Chrysalis stayed silent but her eyes went dark. “You best be lying you psychotic mutant.”
Discord rolled his eyes and used his advantage behind Fluttershy to reach out and pry Fluttershy’s mouth open to reveal her fangs, his blood still smeared on her gums and teeth.
Fluttershy put her hands on his to pry them from her mouth.
Chrysalis stayed silent for a beat. She grabbed Fluttershy and lead her away.
“Bath.” Was the only thing she said.

Fluttershy could only assume Chrysalis was processing things, just as Fluttershy was. She didn’t expect Chrysalis to make them bathe together.
She was initially surprised so she forgot about the fact she drank blood.
But she let her mind wander as Chrysalis decided to wash her hair as she tried scrubbing the blood off her face. Fluttershy’s face scrunched as a fresh bout of tears escaped.
“What part of this is making you cry?” Chrysalis’ voice was soft, sisterly.
Fluttershy shook her head. “I didn’t mean to drink it. I’m...I’m so confused! I don’t know how it happened! No one has bitten me. I never drank anything questionable. I don’t know...” Fluttershy covered her face and Chrysalis let her cry.

No one but Fluttershy knew she wasn’t just crying because of the vampire revelation, but because she lost her family and had to lose her home in a matter of months. Then, not to burden anyone, had to act as if she was adjusting fine.
She trembled and bawled, using her hands to stifle her voice.
She was weak. She knew.

“Don’t fret too bad, Hun. We’ll figure it all out. Worse comes to worse you drink from Discord while we figure out what you are. Or...what we can figure out about it all.”

Fluttershy laughed at her tone. “I feel so bad. My mind just...fogged and it tasted so good. I’m stuck between wanting it again and horrified I did it. It...would explain why I can’t stomach anything now.”

Chrysalis hummed. “We’ll have a meeting with him and Sombra. We’ll figure it out. You might become a bit of a guinea pig.”

Fluttershy turned and gave a concerned look. “What? B-but.”

Chrysalis raised a brow. “No buts. You wouldn’t want to snap on your friends right? What if you did and killed them? Or got so hungry you drained them?”

Fluttershy fell silent. Chrysalis had a point. She’d still have to apologize to Discord, but, this was all still a lot to her.
They finished bathing and Fluttershy was grateful she didn’t say anything about her scars.
“Okay. Since I know Discord won’t drop it for tonight, we’ll go to Sombra’s room then I’ll get the bastard.”
Fluttershy simply followed.
So she was a vampire. How? Answer, unknown.
She knew there were more questions than just the blood drinking that needed answers. Like what did fantasy get right and wrong about Vampirism?
If she went into sunlight now, would she die? She could for the last week or so, so maybe not.
How long could she push herself before she’d need blood again?

With one good threat from Chrysalis, Sombra allowed them in. Fluttershy smiled, seeing he was nibbling on the crackers.
“Okay, she’s gonna stay in here while I grab the mutant.” Chrysalis said as she left, leaving Fluttershy sitting on Sombra’s bed as he sat at his desk.
“Why’re you all holding a meeting?”
Sombra asked, finally breaking the silence.
Fluttershy squirmed. “Something happened and Chrysalis deemed it couldn’t wait.”
Sombra pinched his nose. “Oh, for fucks sake.”
Fluttershy could only shrug. She wasn’t sure if Chrysalis wanted her saying what it was exactly. She also wasn’t sure how to explain it if she were honest.

A bit after both the older adults returned, Discord had a red mark on his cheek and a bandage on his neck.
Chrysalis sat by Fluttershy. “Okay, Fluttershy has somehow turned into a vampire. Discord tested it without her consent and it resulted in her feeding off him. She apparently didn’t know, so really, all the information we know, is that she’s a vampire, she drinks blood and only that-“
“Fruit helps, but only temporarily.” Fluttershy cut her off.
“Okay. Good to know. See, this is what we have to do. Anyway, so fruit and blood is all she can have. We might have to test some theories or fact check against novels. Or so Discord recommended.”

Fluttershy looked over to him but he seemed to avoid her gaze. Had she upset him? She wouldn’t blame him.
So, she dropped her head, guilt rolling in her now warm belly like a stone.

Throughout their little “meeting”, the other three came to the conclusion that if Discord wasn’t near, or if fruit was losing its effects, Fluttershy would go to either of them. It took well over an hour just to convince Fluttershy that it was fine as long as she didn’t drain them. Though she didn’t like the idea, she agreed, mostly so they’d drop it.
Discord and Sombra seemed interested in bombarding her with questions after they concluded the rest they’d need to learn was trial and error to come but Chrysalis deemed it well past bed time.

Fluttershy walked slowly back, still thinking on what she’d learned and trying to give reason to the feelings of guilt and gratefulness warring inside.
Before she made it to her door, she felt a hand clamp down on her shoulder.
Turning, she saw it was Discord. He looked awkwardly around.

She smiled. “Would you like to come in to my room? I,uh, have something I’d like to say.” She put her hair behind her ear.

Discord seemed to relax a bit, but not by much. “If you insist, my dear.”

He stood near the door as she walked in before him.
She turned, suddenly nervous. “I just wanted to apologize for drinking your blood. So suddenly too. I understand if you would be upset.”

He looked at her as if she grew three heads. “My dear, it’s I who should be apologizing! I decided to force it knowing you were suffering. I...from what I know of you, you’re a sweet person. Forcing you into that wasn’t...”

She got close, which seemed to startle him. She grasped his hands in hers, her hands still much smaller than his own.
“Thank you, Discord.” She smiled wide, a blush on her cheeks as her fangs glistened in the light of her room.

He huffed. “You shouldn’t be thanking your antagonist, dear. Others will walk all over you.”

She got closer, causing him to back away.
“I’m sure you won’t let that happen, right?”
Discord snorted. “Why should I NOT let that happen?”
She still smiled. “You may not want to ever admit it, but you like me, at least a little, right?”

He spluttered, a blush lighting his cheeks, which in turn made her giggle.
“I do not! Why would you-“
His voice got stuck as she gently touched his bandaged neck.
She didn’t expect him to make a pained face and chuckled lightly.
“You’re a fool.”
He brushed his knuckles against her cheek before leaving her room.

It was so sudden and the moment felt...like something...important, she stood there, wondering who exactly he was calling a fool.

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Try as she did, she couldn’t sleep that night. She never wanted her friends to know about this. She sighed. They’d accept her, but she knew they’d be wary.

When she went into the kitchen to prep lunches the next morning, she felt...happy. Nervous and feeling as if all of this couldn’t be real, but, happy she had some people to be with her so she wasn’t as alone.
She made their lunches, even some foods that help with blood replenishment for Discord.
Oddly enough, as she went to put the lunches away after feeding Angel, her school bag and things on a stool, she noticed a colored thermos. Curious, she saw a sticky note on it with her name.
Looking, her eyes welled but she laughed seeing it wasn’t one sticky note, but a few stacked on top of each other. She began reading.

‘Fluttershy,
I know it isn’t much and please don’t fret when you see me with bandages later. This is scientific. I’d like to see if this works or if you’d need it from the source. Please let us know the results. Have a good day. Call if you need me. You know that.
PS. The note idea was Discord’s. He thought it’d make you laugh.
-Sombra’

Fluttershy smiled so wide her cheeks hurt. Though she frowned after. She opened the thermos and inside was a thick dark liquid. Not a lot, there was more room than there was liquid. She sniffed it and the scent of lemon was strong. She took a sip. It was blood! She would have to have a word with Sombra. She hoped he didn’t hurt himself badly trying to drain blood. She wasn’t even sure how he did. She’d have to ask.

So, packing her things and leaving Angel some snacks for through the day, she remembered the thermos. She didn’t like the idea, not one bit. But...if they were going to do it, she wasn’t one to waste hard work. She hid the thermos at the bottom of her backpack.

It was sunny, a bit warm. When she walked out, the sun felt warmer, but she wasn’t burning. It felt too bright, like a summertime sun as opposed to spring.
She hoped it would stay this way and the symptoms not become worse with time. She could feel it, she wasn’t complete yet.

She stopped halfway to school to jot down her notes about the sun and temperature, realizing it’d be smart to do her own notes so she wouldn’t get flustered later on when they asked.

School was filled with overlapping scents. They were stronger now than during the week prior. She noted that. It was also concerning to her. Pushing through the school crowd to get to her locker and her friends was a new experience. Simply because before, she just had to push through them or stay out of the way. But now, there was the addition of her being able to smell their blood.
Her teeth were already beginning to lengthen.

She joined her friends at lunch, her thermos in her lap. She was hungry, being able to smell everyone, their scents both enticing and some others not as much. It’s like only being able to eat bread while you worked in a bakery, but the bakery was for customers only so you couldn’t eat anything. And you were a cat.

Everything was going smooth, until Rainbow broke the content air.
“Okay, are we not going to bring up what happened, you two?” She pointed to Rarity and Pinkie. Applejack and Twilight gave them confused looks.

Pinkie shrugged and Rarity cleared her throat. “I figured he was a rude relative. It’s also understandable if some landlords are grumps and have rules. Especially if they live in one place.”

Rainbow face palmed. “I think if Fluttershy had relatives, she would’ve told us.”
Applejack snarked back. “Well, her family was dead and we just found that out.”
There was a silence.

“That was uncool, AJ.” Pinkie said. Applejack looked guilty. “Sorry, Fluttershy.”
The whole time, Fluttershy had been gripping the thermos tightly. She was enjoying getting used to the day and enjoying some mundane nothing that was a normality for her. One she was losing her grip on.
She smiled gently at Applejack. “It’s...okay. I knew you didn’t mean any harm. No, he’s not a relative. I don’t have...any more. Rainbow knows I don’t.”

“See? I doubt she’d have a weird looking freak like that as a relative.” Rarity said.

Fluttershy went to defend her new friend, but Rainbow beat her to it. “Yeah, can’t be real. Might be one of those who modify their looks.” She snorted.
“What are y’all talking about?” Applejack asked.
“Oh! Well, I went to introduce Rarity and Rainbow to where Fluttershy lived, since they had some questions about class and assignments. But then after a bit, this huge tall guy with a mohawk and weird teeth pretty much slammed the door on us!” Pinkie shot up, finally speaking after she’d eaten.
“You guys just must’ve woken him up or something. Teens always like their sleep.”
Twilight said offhand.

“But he was an adult. Maybe a young adult, but an adult nonetheless. Wait, that means...” Rarity paused, seeming to put something together. “You live in a large mansion, one building, with strangers? Darling, you could move in with Sweetie and I. Maybe. I mean, since you don’t have relatives.”
“Or me and the Cakes!” Pinkie said excitedly.
“Sorry, Sugarcube, my place is full as is.”
Applejack scratched her head.
“I live with my brother and his wife, who by the way is pregnant, so it might be a no go here. Sorry.” Twilight said, looking apologetic.
“I could convince my parents, I’m sure. I mean, Scoot lives with us too. It’d probably be safer.” Rainbow added, rubbing Fluttershy’s back.

Even if she’d told them initially, soon after, she still wouldn’t have lived with her friends. She wouldn’t feel right imposing herself, her problems, adding another person to their families dynamics. She loved them, it was different living with your friend verses spending days with them.
Her nails dug into the thermos but she still smiled.
“That reminds me, I have to tell Dean Celestia of my changes.” She stood, still gripping the thermos like a lifeline. “I do appreciate the offers though, girls. You see, Ms. Hooves was a friend of the family and she offered. I don’t want to waste her hospitality by making her think I’m not grateful. And...it’s a big place. There’s not many people there.” She thought, chewing her lip without revealing her teeth. “Maybe I could ask if I can have a sleepover this weekend? Then you all can see the place and I can see if my housemates will be home too! Then you all can see what wonderful people they are!”
She had to fight grinning wide at her idea. It was perfect, she thought.

“Alright. We’re in. We’ll see if it’s okay with our folks too.” Rainbow said, giving the okay sign.
The other nodded as the bell wrung.

Walking to the Dean’s office, she peaked inside the thermos to take a sip but spit it back out. The texture was off. Taking a stop in one of the bathrooms, she saw it was all separate and not normal. The taste was stale and it felt...rotten, for a better word. It was fine earlier.
‘So it doesn’t last long. Or at least in a thermos. I’m sorry, Sombra. I wasn’t able to drink it in time.’
She’d have to make an iron rich dinner for him and Sombra for a few nights. Especially since the blood was wasted. She poured it down the toilet. She was looking forward to it too.

Her talk with Dean Celestia went well, though her and Assistant Dean Luna were concerned. She assured them she was fine and now they had her current address and Derpy’s number if they needed anything.

When she arrived back, Chrysalis, Sombra and Discord were all reading vampire novels. Most fiction and some more of documentaries or things like that trying to prove the existence of Vampires.

She quietly snuck into the kitchen and cleaned the thermos and found some snacks to bring them. She’d get their drinks once they told her what they wanted.
“Here. You know, none of you have to do this.” She set the treats down and all of them grabbed some. “Want any drinks?”

“Panty dropper. It’s rum, pineapple, and soda water.” Chrysalis said.
“Whatever soda is in the fridge.” Sombra said without looking up.
“Chocolate milk, dear.” Discord said while chewing on a red and white striped straw.

Fluttershy nodded, going to get them. She’d made alcoholic drink on occasion for her parents or parents friends, so she knew what to do.
They all enjoyed their drinks. She looked to where she could sit. She could do her own homework, well, schoolwork, and fill them in.
Discord scooted over on the couch and she took it as her sign, since he glanced up at her.
She grinned ear to ear and sat with some fruit juice, wanting to be a part of it all.

“When will Derpy be back?” She asked.
“In about an hour. We can wrap it up by then. Or lie.” Chrysalis retorted, sipping on hers, humming at the flavor.
“Okay. I learned some things today.” She purposely glanced at Sombra, seeing a bandage on his neck and wrists. Through both were small.
Each of them looked to her.
“Well, the sun feels warmer, but no burning. I’m not sure if it’s a time lapse or because of how many people were in school, but my teeth elongated a bit as I took in their scents. Sombra, I’m sorry, I wasn’t able to drink it all before it went bad. My friends distracted me during lunch and I can’t really drink it during class.” Her voice filled with regret.

He waved her off. “I told you it was scientific. I snatched a phlebotomist kit from my college lab so it wasn’t that painful. But we can cross off taking a “home lunch” as an option.” He opened a notebook labeled Fluttershy, which she noticed looked worn, and wrote.

“Well, maybe. It lasted at least for a few hours. Maybe we just need to find out how doctors and medical staff preserve blood. At least this way, I wouldn’t feel as guilty.”
Fluttershy looked from between her hair.

Sombra hummed, acknowledging her opinion.
They bounced ideas on and off, adding branches to the facts Fluttershy gave them.
They were so wrapped up, Fluttershy scarcely noticed Discord place his legs on her lap, her arms resting on his shins. Truly, once she did notice, she realized she shouldn’t be so comfortable with a man she just met. Sombra, maybe, Chrysalis as well, but not Discord.

When Derpy got home, none of them moved but said they we assisting Fluttershy with a school project. Derpy couldn’t have looked happier that they were all together, like she was happy for something none of them were privy to.

When Fluttershy asked about the weekend, Derpy was on board, wanting to meet Fluttershy’s friends. Chrysalis only said if she was home she’d say hello, wanting to get a radar on her friend’s friends. Sombra simply said he would most likely stay in his room.
Discord said he’d probably stay out. This upset Fluttershy though she didn’t let it show. She’d ask Discord why or even ask it as a favor. She wanted her friends to see they were wrong about her housemates!

As she readied for bed, Fluttershy let her friends know it was okay on her end. She’d worry about the Vampire part after. Maybe she could use fruit or drink from them before her friends arrived. She could only hope she learned more about her Vampiric nature before the weekend.

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The most Fluttershy was able to find out during the week was she did have some sensitivity to the sun, it felt hotter and she had to feed every few days, depending on her exertion and the amount she drank.
As it became further into the week, Fluttershy’s nerves were getting to her.

Her room was picked up and prepared for her friends who’d be over a little after dinner time.
Derpy prepared dinner, also making sure to stock up on snacks during the week. Chrysalis and Sombra would be home soon, as she hadn’t heard from Discord in a few days, Derpy saying he hadn’t been home. She didn’t have his number either so she had no way of checking on him. Her fangs pulsed and grew. She needed blood before her friends got there.

“Let’s get you a snack, Angel.” She smiled.

Angel followed as they made their way towards the kitchen.

Worry nagged at her as it was close for her friends arrival and Discord wasn’t home. She wanted them to meet him formally and since she hadn’t seen him in days she was worried if he was alright.
She hadn’t told them and maybe it was normal for him to leave for days, but she began to notice his scent fading around the house. She hadn’t realized how much of a comfort his scent had become in the weeks she’d known him.

She was pacing the hall, anxious, when she heard a scream. She jumped, her body going tense until she processed it was Rarity, then Pinkie and Rainbow’s laughs. Her friends were there. A rock nested itself in her belly, a worry as her fangs pulsed slightly. It was too late to force herself to drink from Chrysalis or Sombra to stave her off.
Taking a deep breath, she went to the door, smiling.
‘I can worry about that later. Time to focus on making sure my friends like my housemates. You can do this Fluttershy.’
She thought.

Her friends settled in, putting their things in her room, of which they all marveled at, amazed at the size and spaciousness of it. Angel basked in the attention he’d received.
She made them all cocoa and tea and they sat in the living room. Fluttershy explained about the fireplace, since Pinkie asked if they could make s’mores. They had no firewood nor marshmallows so no, Pinkie they couldn’t.
When she went to the kitchen to refill their drinks, she noticed a coffee mug that wasn’t there before. Picking it up, there was maybe a few gulps of blood, it was fresh. She smiled fondly, “One of them must’ve snuck down,” she whispered.

Definitely not wasting their efforts, she sipped it down, part of her wanted to gulp it down but the other knew in order to trick herself that there was more than there was and not make a mess, she had to take it slow.
She rinsed the cup and filled the drinks. She knew it was risky they did that, leaving the cup on the counter, but she supposed they were worried and knew she most likely wanted to be a good hostess.

They chatted, enjoying time together as it got later. A little after Derpy arrived home, it began to pour. Her friends seemed to like Derpy, though Fluttershy did have to scold Rainbow and Pinkie about chuckling at what Derpy’s eye would do. She was glad that they liked one out of the four housemates they’d meet. Just three to go.

Lightning flashed.

Before...that time...Fluttershy loved the rainy season. She turned her head to avoid looking out the window where she was faced. The thunder didn’t allow her to completely block out the rain...or memories. She internally sighed, it was going to be a long night.

The sipping trick didn’t work, as proved by her thirst growing as her friends and herself played board games and gossiped.
Fluttershy heard footsteps coming downstairs and looked, seeing Sombra.

“Oh, you’ve come down! Can I introduce you to my friends?” She got up fast, her friends looking over in interest.

Though...Fluttershy was taken aback by how he replied. His face took on arrogance and he smirked, one brow lifting. “Why would I want to meet some children? Unless you seek my knowledge?”
His back had straightened and his posture tense.
Fluttershy approached him hesitantly. “Sombra? What’s-“ she saw how he moved his hand behind his back and veered to introducing her friends, pointing to each, realizing he’d explain later, “This is Applejack, Rarity, Pinkie Pie, Rainbow Dash, and Twilight Sparkle. Everyone, this is Sombra. He’s in college majoring in chemistry and advance science.”

“Ohhh, that’s why he’s a prude.” Rainbow blurted.
“A little humility, might be nice, mister Sombra.” Rarity noted, flipping her braided hair behind her.
“So I was right!” Pinkie jumped.

Fluttershy sighed. “No, girls. I promise he’s nice, he’s just...tired so he’s cranky.” She tried making an excuse.
“OTW, I’m heading out for a snack run. Want anything? I’ll be back soon-oh. What’s going on?” Chrysalis was dressed nice, heading down the stairs, her forearm had a bandage. Fluttershy looked up at her, relieved.

“Well. That’s not important. Um, Chrysalis, these are my friends. Girls, this is Chrysalis Crystal. She’s a makeup artist.”

Her friends introduced themselves and seemed good with Chrysalis, though Twilight looked as if she was trying to figure out a riddle. Before Chrysalis left, Sombra having snuck back up the stairs, Fluttershy went to her.
“You wouldn’t happen to know where Discord is?” Fluttershy asked nervously. She could feel the ache returning and she knew she needed to find out if it was his blood she was wanting.

She shook her head. “Sorry, Hun, he does this sometimes. Though not as often in the last couple weeks. I’ll be back soon and you can sneak to my room...if it’s about “that”.”
Fluttershy bit her lip but nodded. Chrysalis patted her head and left. Fluttershy gulped, her throat sticking to itself, becoming unbearably dry. Even in this desperate hunger, Chrysalis’ blood didn’t smell like what she wanted. She hoped, she could hold out through the night.

They were all nested in Fluttershy’s room as it neared the A.M., quieting down in their sleeping bags.
“Wait! I just remembered where I know her from!” Twilight sat up fast, her eyes wide.
“Uh, what’re ya saying, Twilight?” Applejack asked. The others looked as well, Fluttershy included.

“She’s my brother’s ex! And you know her, Fluttershy?” Twilight turned to her.

Fluttershy had to process. “You mean Chrysalis?” Her voice was quiet.
“Yes! Her! I can’t believe you know her.”
Twilight was frantic.
“She’s my friend.” Fluttershy chuckled. “Small world huh?” She smiled, trying to make it light, it really was a small world.

But Twilight didn’t laugh. She looked at Fluttershy like she betrayed her.
“A friend? Fluttershy, she’s a man stealing...harlot! A gold digger and liar. Shining Armour told me she once lied to him that she was pregnant. She seduced my brother when he was supposed to be with Cadence. Look.” Twilight took a breath. “I can get it, it’s a complete coincidence that you both live under the same roof. Just, keep your distance from now on. Okay?” Twilight smiled at Fluttershy.

Fluttershy felt a defensive fire build itself in her back teeth, trying to escape. She knew Chrysalis dated around, but she knew Chrysalis never went for men who were still hung up on exes, married, or similarly otherwise. She even told Fluttershy going for men like those were a hassle and heartbreak waiting to happen. That she’d done it once in high school, dating an older man and she would forever regret it. That was a vulnerable time for Chrysalis. So,Fluttershy, she knew Chrysalis. She knew a lying Chrysalis, she wasn’t what Twilight said she was.
“Twilight.”
Her friend, along with the others, who were wrapped into the gossip now, looked to her.
“Yes, Fluttershy?” Twilight asked.
“What makes you think Chrysalis is like that? Is there proof?” Her voice was calm, hiding her bitter bite behind love for her companions.
Twilight actually scoffed. “Shining Armour told me himself. He warned me against women like that. So, as your friend, I’m warning you.”
Fluttershy clenched her sheets, Angel still in Pinkie’s lap.
“Is that true, Twilight? Man, well, I guess she was pretty.” Rainbow butt in.
“Oh, come now, Rainbow. Look at me. I’m gorgeous, as are you all, and we aren’t like that.” Rarity chimed in.
“Could be conspiracy. Like that rude fella.” Pinkie said, putting her curly hair into side buns.
“Now, now. Maybe it’s more complicated than that. We are all human now. Might be somethin from her past, ya know?” Applejack reasoned.
Fluttershy let out a breath.
Twilight continued. “Or, she’s just like that. You know, from birth. Or her upbringing.”

A loud roll of thunder broke the chatting, much to Fluttershy’s relief and nerves.
“Why don’t we all go to bed? Maybe we can try round two of impressions.” She willed her voice to be gentle.

They all agreed, at least to the sleeping part, and called it a night.

She could smell mold and wet. Her toes felt numb as her limbs cramped. Her hair felt wet and dry, she felt dirty, as her fogged mind began to clear. She groaned, her body moving sluggishly against restraints.

“I can’t do this.” Her mother’s voice weakly sobbed.
“We’ll get out.” Her father tried his best at a lie, his voice soft as ever.
She looked to her brother, or tried, turning towards the direction of his wheezing, the blood stunk rag around her eyes making her blind to her family’s condition.
“We’ll get out. I promise. I’ll get us help.”
She tried reassuring them, her voice filled with conviction.
The thunder rumbled. She heard no creatures stirring.
Her mother broke into a choked sob as her father tried shushing her, the sound of heavy boots moving against metal steps, creaking sharply as the scent of gunpowder and blood filled her nose.
The steps got closer.
“Please! Leave her alone!” Her mother screamed.
The Hunter’s scent was strong, burning her nose as he gripped her chin and removed the blindfold, immediately shining a light in her eyes.
She flinched, trying to move her head from his grasp, she dipped her chin quickly, trying to bite him.
He moved his hand just in time and her father gasped at the sound of The Hunter’s hand across her cheek.
He brought his face close to her’s.
“Still feisty, eh? Not good. You’re supposed to be a Doll, Lil’ Doll. Better start acting it.”
The drugs were still loosely running through her, she glared.
“Let us go. Now.” She was beyond begging, pleading, negotiations.
She was beyond fear.
The Hunter sneered, removing his cigar and putting dangerously close to her face. She didn’t flinch.
“Better start listening and not giving orders, Lil’ Doll. If ya don’t...well...” he smiled sadisticly, gripping her jaw and turning it towards her family.
“Make your pick, Doll. Look it your brother. He made the wrong choice.”
She looked to her brother, a gag in his mouth, the blood and mud indistinguishable against his body. His already slim body close to skin and bone. He was soaked. Sickly pale. She couldn’t remember his choice.
But she remembered one thing.
She uttered a word.
His hand went around her neck in a grip only his annoyed rage would invoke, his eyes glinting, hatred.
Her eyes stayed open.
Her mother screamed.

Fluttershy’s eyes flew open as she stifled a scream. Her body shook at the sound of thunder and lightning illuminating the sky. Thick streams of tears ran down her face as she looked down, seeing her friends still sleeping. She moved her hands to her throat, she couldn’t breathe. She tried, but all her brain processed was His hands snuffing her breath from her lungs. She was cold and hot. She tried willing her body to move from her bed, her body wouldn’t listen.
She could feel her energy build into panic. She couldn’t breathe. Her body wouldn’t move. Her mind went into a frenzy.
Taking as big of a breath as she could, Fluttershy screamed.
She screamed till her face was close to purple.
She didn’t process her friends waking with starts and crowding her. The air was hot and muggy, suffocating. Too many scents crowding her already frenzied mind.

She barely registered the scent of citrus. She struggled against the hands being placed on her.
It felt like she was screaming for hours, unable to breathe, for hours, before she smelled it. A familiar scent of warmth, of comfort.
A deep voice was shushing, whispering rumbled words that she couldn’t register. She tried latching onto it, tried getting close.
“Breathe, my dear.” The deep voice soothed.
‘Breathe?’ She couldn’t!
“For me, Dear. Try breathing. For me.” The deep voice pleaded.
She tried, for that voice, she did. Her breath shuddered as tremors ran through her body. Her head began to pound, or it was and she only just realized.
She curled more into the warmth, seeking it out until she was being forced from it, she felt arms taking her from it.
Annoyed voices, familiar, rang aloud behind her.

She blinked, the cold bringing her mind back. Rainbow and Applejack were pulling her from Discord’s grasp.
Discord, she saw, was kneeled next to the head of her bed, about halfway to standing back up. He was soaked. She saw Chrysalis in the corner of her eye by the door. She looked unsure, concerned. As her friends bombarded her with questions, a loud crack and flashing light light the sky, a loud long rumble of thunder following soon after.
She felt it returning. The panic. She couldn’t help the plea that left her lips. She reached out, her body still being held back by her friends.

“D-Discord.” She weakly reached out, her voice a squeak.
Another round of flashes and rumbles, she began to choke on her fear.
‘They’re coming.’
‘They’re coming!’
The thunder roared like the bellowing of the voice of Him. Her friend’s hands felt like the slime of other’s hands holding her back. Flashes like camera lights. She went stiff as her body trembled in her concerned friend’s grasps.

She didn’t see her friends when she blinked again. She saw deep blue eyes, her reflection inside. She felt dirty.

Odd yellow eyes flashed in her mind and she screamed.
She screamed for Discord, not realizing he was still where she saw him last.
“DISCORD! P-PLEASE SAVE ME!”

The scent of firewood and sweets. The warmth of comfort embraced her, though she didn’t see, in a sense, as her mind made her see memory.
At the pressure of the embrace, her mind vaguely registering “safe” , her body went as lax as a Doll. Her body succumbing to exhaustion.

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Fluttershy remembered feeling a brief cold in the darkness, before she felt the warmth again. Each time she stirred, something darker than the space she couldn’t see, trying to take its toll, reaching towards her to drag her mind away, the warmth lulled her back.

She began to waken, snuggling against the pleasant scent and warmth surrounding her. Her senses began to work again, feeling arms embracing her loosely, a whistling shush against her hair.
She groaned slightly, body still feeling like jelly, she rubbed her face against a collarbone. Her mouth was dry and limbs ached.

“She’s waking up! Fluttershy, are you okay?” She heard Rainbow not so quietly whisper.
She felt a large, warm hand brush the hair from her face. She began to be removed from her makeshift person bed. She didn’t want to, but her mind was quickly clearing, though the night before was a bit blurry.
She opened her eyes, her friend’s fidgeting to get closer but Discord put one hand out to stop them.
She knew she’d begin to get embarrassed but she let her mind awaken more before she attempted to talk.
“Wha-ngh!” She put her hand against her throat, surprised at the croak she made.

“There. She’s awake and seems better, you can release her now.” Rarity said to Discord, who’d not been facing any of them, though she did see him looking at her from the corner of his eye.

She saw him roll his eyes, brows scrunched in annoyance. “I’m not forcing her into anything.” He lifted both arms to prove his point. She hadn’t realized how warm he was keeping her, because the moment his arms let go, she felt the chill and she instinctively curled more in.
Her friends looked to her, concerned.

“What happened?” She asked as she sat up, now sitting in Discord’s lap.
“Well, we aren’t sure, Sugarcube. We woke up cause you were screaming an-“ Applejack began explaining Discord interrupted.
“A nightmare. That’s all. No need to try remembering nasty things like nightmares.” He shrugged.
Rarity scoffed, clearly annoyed by his interference than Applejack was.
“My Dear, will you get off now that you’re up?” His voice was quiet, barely audible. Fluttershy squeaked and blushed bright, though not as deep, lack of blood will do that, and tried scurrying off his lap, neither acknowledged her hands accidentally fumbling on his thighs.
She fumbled her feet when she stood, her balance wobbly, but her friends caught her shoulders. She turned her head, seeing him get up with ease, his mere height still baffling.

Her friends watched him like a hawk as he walked back towards the door, panic gripped her. She didn’t want his comfort home so soon.
“Dis-“ She tried calling out. He looked to her and took her phone out of his pocket.
‘Since when did he take it?’ She thought. He tossed it to her and she clumsily caught it.
He looked to her then her phone and back deliberately and left.
“What kind of creep takes a young lady’s phone?” Rarity broke the silence.
Fluttershy looked at it. Nothing seemed out of place at first, though she saw she had a text.
As her friends said... unpleasant things about her tallest friend, she checked.
It was from Discord!
‘He must’ve put his number in when I was asleep.’ She thought fondly, her heart swelling. He must trust her enough.

She read the text.
Discord: ‘Fluttershy, Chrysalis told me about your hunger last night. This way you can let me know next time. I’ll be gone till later tonight, and if you can’t feed on the other two, I guess it’s my head haha. Get it? Like a head upon an axe. Or is it guillotine? I never got the joke.’

She giggled into her hand. He had an odd sense of humour. She had found out a few things about her friend. He loved sweets and he had odd concoctions he’d make for food. A poor diet, but she’d been working with him on that.

Her friends left later in the afternoon after she assured them she was fine. That it was a nightmare, as Discord said. She wasn’t sure still, what caused her to have it or the full extent of what it contained. Maybe that was a good thing.
She wasn’t about to spill what her nightmares held to anyone if she could help it.
Which her friends had been pushing her to “spill the beans” of what made her jump and scream for the longest time. Even Pinkie was serious, saying “it’s like you weren’t there with us and you didn’t hear us.”
Which of course, them bringing up even a bit of the night before had her hyperventilating in the bathroom as she showered until the water was cold, making her shoulders ache.

She overheard her friends chatting as she went downstairs. Her stomach clenched. From what she was hearing, they didn’t like any of her housemates except Derpy.
Sighing, she purposely made her feet fall loudly on the stairs.
That seemed to work by startling her friends.
She made no move to agree or disagree. Her state of mind was still too tired to fight them on the integrity of her older friends. They’d have to get to know them or face it that Fluttershy was their friend.

“Remember. Don’t get near that Chrysalis lady if you can help it. She’s nothing but bad news.” Twilight turned as they were walking out the door.
“I’d make sure to get a lock or something against that tall...eh, whoever. He’s an awful creep.” Rarity hugged her briefly.

They seemed to not much to say about Sombra, except him being a prude and needing a reality check. She waved off her friends.
The house was quiet when she closed it. Derpy and the others were at work, she could only guess Discord was as well. He never did get to telling her where he worked.
She wandered the mansion, her unease growing. She tried occupying herself with chores or music or anything to make noise and keep her from realizing she was alone.

She kept her hunger on the back of her mind for most the day, but as dusk turned to twilight, she couldn’t ignore the scrape of her teeth against her lip, or as she passed a mirror, her teal eyes were red.
The quiet made it difficult to focus on the present, her mind pulling her to the past.

She kept wandering aimlessly. Angel had given up on following her hours ago.
She picked up Discord’s scent as she passed by a door. Her curiosity made her want to go in. When she tested it, it was locked. She pulled her hand away, realizing what she’d done. Shame mixed with her hunger and she went downstairs.

She even searched for jobs, that was how unbearably lonely the large mansion felt. How quiet and cold.
She retired, or tried to. Her sleep was fitful and she found no comfort in her belongings. She decided to contact Discord. Maybe some of her restlessness would leave if she ate.

Fluttershy: Discord, you don’t have to tell me, but I was curious when you’d be home. I haven’t seen the others all day as well, but it’s no issue if you’re busy. Please be safe.

To her surprise, she received a reply only a bit after.

Discord: Come to my room. I’m back. It’s the room at the end.

Fluttershy jumped up fast, almost getting a rush. She wondered what his room was like. Her heart beat wildly, her mouth almost watering.
When she arrived, she knocked.
“Come on.” He said, so she did.
This wasn’t the first time she’d fed from him, but, it was her first time in a guys room, aside from her brother-

She froze, a lump in her throat. The scent of Discord’s room enveloped her like his arms the night before, she felt tears well.

“Fluttershy? What’s wrong? If it’s about making you wait, I did have work and-“
She felt him get close as she put her face in her hands. Grief overpowered hunger. She shook her head.

She felt herself being pulled into his embrace.
“Is this about the nightmare? Or your little friends?”
“I-I just...” she couldn’t get the words out. She hadn’t told anyone how her family passed. Investigators didn’t get much from her. She was simply numb then. As she stayed numb since.
“Come here.” Discord sighed, wrapping his arms around her middle and lifting her slightly, he sat on his bed, a hammock, knees against the side. She ended on top of him. He released her but kept a hand on her head.

Fluttershy sniffled and choked on sobs as he began to shush her and rub her back.
“Nightmares are boring chaotic things, aren’t they?”
She looked up, rubbing her eyes, horribly embarrassed at her crying.
“What do you mean?” Her voice croaked.
He tilted his head to look at her, using one hand to prop his head.
“They’re drab and filled with fears. Maybe even the most lawful thing as memory. If you ask me, I like dreams better. They can be filled with the darkest or brightest things but such chaotic order or none at all. Where you’re waking up and have no clue what your dream was. Or if you do remember, it’s odd and you have to wonder if it’s what you ate during the day. Would you agree?”

That got her to smile a bit, a watery giggle getting past, tear tracks still running down her face. She saw he smiled himself at seeing her giggle.
“There’s Fluttershy.” He said in a tone soft and wiped the tears away. She thought for a moment. He didn’t push to ask what she was thinking of.

“I had a sudden thought, when I walked in, that your room was the first guy room I’d been in since my brother before.” She couldn’t bring herself to specify.
Though, looking at his eyes, she saw she didn’t maybe have to.
“Well, mine is certainly a mess. Unlike your tidy room. I’m not apologizing for having low bedroom standards.” He smiled.

Realizing she hadn’t actually looked, she propped herself up by putting her hands against his stomach and pushing herself up.
It indeed wasn’t clean. But clothes were put away and dirty clothes in a hamper. It was chaotic, surely. Things to be in odd places. He used a hammock instead of a bed despite his height.
But...in a way, the room was so him. Chaotic but with some order if you tried thinking like him.
She looked back to him with a smile.
“It’s okay. Your room is you and that’s comforting enough.”

His brows raised at that but then he chuckled. “Now who’s the chaotic one?”
He sat up, pulling her closer.
“Now, let’s see if your nature was wanting my blood or a new type. Your pick, Dear.”

She tensed at his wording, it being similar to The Hunter’s words, but she tried willing herself to relax. This was Discord. He was safe.
Safe. She wondered. Why was he “safe”?

“What did I say that brought back those memories?” His voice was soft.

She tensed and looked him with wide eyes. “W-what memory?”

Discord cocked a brow but sighed. “I didn’t grow up in a nice home. I know what triggers look like. Your nightmares aren’t normal nightmares. I see that. I’m not going to force you, I’m just curious. But don’t think I’m stupid if I chose to ignore things.”

She saw he looked like he wanted to say more, about to veer into a tangent, but stopped.
She couldn’t tell if that was appreciated or if she would’ve preferred it. She took one of his pillows as to not reach for him.
“He’d say...uhm...” she shuddered, her breath doing the same. She tried gulping. He grasped her hand in comfort and it helped her gather her words. “Y-your p-pick, Lil D-doll.” She knew she was trembling. “It was...usually before I’d have to-to...”

There was a long silence.

She startled at his gentle touch on her cheek. He looked her in the eyes, amazed. “Thank you. For being so brave.”

She gave him a confused look. “But I wasn’t.”

He nodded. “You were. It hurt. I trudged up memory when I asked you to. So, thank you for being so brave.”

She began to tear up again, but he stopped her. “Now, let’s get you fed before you continue to waste all your water. I’m not even sure why you’re crying to me. I’ve had where they run away before but not towards. I mean really that’s strange ev-“

She cut him off, sensing a rant, one she knew neither was ready to quite open, and leaned close as she could to reach his neck, the best spot in her opinion.
When she bit there, the blood came fast, the wound healed well and she didn’t feel as much guilt as opposed to opening their arm or them having to bleed themselves.

He cut off with a choked noise. She gently held the other side of his neck as she tried not to indulge in the taste. She tried taking it slow, as to not harm him, her body melting against his, he drinking becoming languid.

She barely registered at some point, she removed her fangs, or they shrank just enough, and she continued to lazily lick and naw, even when no blood would come out.
He leaned them both back, the amount she took along with his day making him equally exhausted.
She couldn’t bring herself to move, especially as he began to hum and his fingers absentmindedly played with her hair.
Fluttershy knew, if she could replicate his scent, she’d have to do something embarrassing and steal his pillow once in awhile. She missed feeling safe.
She still had to find out ‘why’ he made her feel safe.
‘Rarity was wrong. They’re all wrong. Unless...they’re right and my sense of right and wrong is not there. After everything, I wouldn’t doubt it. What should I make him? I drank quite a bit today. I should get up. I’m going to have to see why I feel so safe here. I shouldn’t. Should I?’ She thought as she observed her nawing turn into a light pink hickey, the barely there pink scars where she’d just fed, healing quickly.

“Your thinking is giving me a headache, Dear.” Fluttershy opened her eyes, seeing he still had his head turned, there would’ve been no way of him knowing, but he did.
She threw caution to the wind and nuzzled against his neck, knowing he’d feel the small smile she wore.
‘Angel is almost out of food. Why does he call me Dear, now that I think about it? Hmm....it’s kinda embarrassing.’

She heard a deep sleepy chuckle, it vibrating off her lips. “You’re still doing it. If it helps you sleep, you can have more. Though really, you should head back.”
Discord said, amusement slurring with sleep.
She nuzzled his neck with her nose more, taking him up on his offer, for once feeling greedy. She heard him groan at the initial bite, her reopening the wounds she used earlier.
After she made sure it was closing nicely, she went to get up, though she was becoming tired.
He didn’t let go of his grasp of her though, Discord already half asleep, she giggled at the whistling his snuggle tooth produced.

Fluttershy nestled back, pulling his blanket over them. She’d have to feel embarrassed the next day, because in Discord’s room, surrounded by the scent she associated with safety and contentment, feeling protected, with a full belly, she didn’t want to move.

She had a vague feeling, it would only grow.

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When Fluttershy awoke, she was in her own bed, snuggling a pillow that wasn’t her’s. Sniffing, it was Discord‘s.
She realized pretty quickly, her room didn’t seem as lonely.
“This is dumb.” She blushed, actually feeling the heat of the blood rushing to her cheeks.

As it was Sunday, she got to cleaning the more used areas of the mansion with vigor. She also went shopping for groceries and Angel’s food. She got iron rich items as well for lunches.
The weather was warming, soon she’d have finals and school projects and then summer.
Walking back she had to wonder what she’d-and her friends old and new- would do. Well, she supposed her housemates would still work but she wondered what her other friends would do.
Applejack would most likely work on her family’s farm. Twilight summer classes. Pinkie helping her aunt and uncle The Cakes. Rarity would most likely want to work more on her fashion line and getting big before graduation. Rainbow would probably be practicing to get into The Wonderbolts via scholarship to their college.

She slowly walked into the house. What would she do?

A couple weeks passed since and finals, along with PT conferences were approaching.
Fluttershy’s back ached with a throb as she set the bags down. Last Chrysalis checked, when Fluttershy’s back was acting up, she had knots against her shoulder blades, though no amount of massage had helped. They were all getting into a decent rhythm when it came to her feeding, though they did notice more often than not, she drank more and more often from Discord.
They were still no closer to finding out how or why she turned into a vampire, even with Fluttershy trying to remember. She tried thinking hard.

“It happened after I hit my head. But that makes no sense.” She mumbled putting food away.

Things were going well. She still had her nightmares, but none as vivid and filled with memories like the last, or so the others believed. There were nights where she was plagued with memories and couldn’t sleep for days.
She wasn’t sure if Discord had noticed, but she did rotate what pillows of his she used. She did a test not long after and found she felt safest in her room if she had something that smelled of Discord.
At school, she could focus better when she had one of Sombra’s hats or pencil cases. She only knew this because he wanted her to test it when she embarrassingly told him of that night and how it led to her snatching Discord’s pillows. To Sombra, knowledge was power. So in turn for his secrecy, she made him snacks.
Same could be said for Chrysalis’ scent. Except she found that out on accident when she wore one of Chrysalis’ shirts to school when she was late. She wasn’t as meek, she held her head higher and her voice was stronger. At first she thought that was a fluke, but again, Sombra wanted to test it.

Parent/Teacher conferences were coming up. Fluttershy held the slip of time and which teacher in her hand as she entered the home. Her situation was tricky. Derpy had informed her she was her legal guardian so the state couldn’t take her away, but Derpy had work that day and couldn’t make it.
She thought of asking Chrysalis, but she had an important appointment for a magazine shoot. Sombra was too young and he flat out said if that wasn’t the case, he still wouldn’t.
Stubborn, is what she called him, earning her a smile. She felt proud despite the news.

When she told Celestia, she frowned and said she had to have an adult she was living with show up. Fluttershy couldn’t be the exception despite the unfortunate circumstances.

She glared at her slip. Unsure what to do. She was hit with a familiar scent as she heard the front door open.
Before she could open her mouth, Discord approached, leaning against the couch.
“What time is your conference thing? Derpy asked if I’d go since I’d be off.”

He glanced at her and she sighed.
“It’s a bit after 3pm but we’ll be having half days all week to make up for conferences. It’s in a few days. The appointment, I mean. Are you sure it’s okay? I really don’t want to trouble you.”

He let out a laugh, eyes glinting. “You think I’ll pass up a moment to see what our Dear Fluttershy is like at school or how she’s doing in studies? If it’s bad, Sombra will have your head. I don’t care either way.”

She smiled. “I guess you’d say that. There’s no getting past your keen intellect.” She giggled.

He scoffed playfully and pushed her shoulder. “You could only wish you had my smarts.”

She smiled fondly. “I think I’d rather have Sombra’s smarts thank you.”

He looked offended but grinned big, showing off his teeth and the slight dimples. He looked her right in the eye, saying his next words slow. “But you’d rather have my body.”

She blushed so fast she thought she’d get brain damage. She began spluttering.
Discord laughed loudly. “I meant to feed from, my dear.”

She squeaked. “I-I knew that.”

Discord simply chuckled in turn.

Fluttershy wasn’t sure why she was nervous as the day of the conference was approaching.
Discord drove them on his motorcycle, she of course was terrified at first, but with his coaxing it turned out alright.

She realized she didn’t tell him which teacher. Though it wasn’t a teacher so much as Celestia directly. Why, she wasn’t sure as she knew all her friends had a variety of their teachers and not the Dean.

The school was noisy, some parents and guardians waiting with their kids outside in the halls while others were already in their meetings.
“Come in.” She heard the voice of Celestia.
“We’re here, Discord.” Fluttershy gripped his jacket sleeve.
Discord was looking around, taking in the halls and lockers. The ceiling and even class doors. He startled when she grabbed his sleeve. He looked down and nodded, opening the door for her to go in first. She thought his behavior odd, but that was normal.
Fluttershy sat first, seeing Celestia had some files on her desk.
When she looked to Discord to tell him to sit, he had frozen, looking ahead. Looking at Dean Celestia.

“Discord?” Fluttershy softly called.

He blinked, having to come to his senses. He flopped on the chair next to her.
Fluttershy saw Celestia looked just as shocked before she cleared her throat.
“Fluttershy. I thought your guardian was supposed to be here with you.”

Fluttershy nodded. “She had work. So Discord was sent instead.”

Celestia nodded slowly. “That’s alright. Now, you’re doing...not well in most your studies, especially falling behind in math and science, your teachers informed me. So, is there anyone who where you’re staying that could help with those?”
She didn’t even acknowledge Discord.

Fluttershy perked up. “Yes. I do...apologize for letting them fall behind.”

That’s when she heard Discord scoff, the first noise he made in awhile.
“Why should you be apologizing? Isn’t it on the staff for not helping?”

Celestia looked to Discord, a look she’d never seen on the woman’s face.
“Not that you would know, but we do what we can. It might simply be she needs to work a bit harder or stay after class. I understand she had been through a lot in the last couple months, but I cannot baby her even with her circumstances.” She looked to Fluttershy. “Now, on to your home life. How are things? I still would prefer you had relatives or let the government handle this. It can’t be healthy for you, living with strangers.”

Fluttershy smiled, though forced. “Yes, things are fine. Everyone’s nice and Derpy is a family friend so I feel safe.”

Celestia didn’t give a hint of her emotion on that, except for a small smile. “I understand.”
Fluttershy smiled, but she froze at Discord’s tone, his voice low, a growl, she saw his brows were furrowed, a chuckle leaving his lips, looking right at Celestia.

“That’s hilarious. You don’t understand. You acknowledge she had been through something. You acknowledge she’s living with strangers. You know she won’t complain or want to trouble anyone yet you don’t intervene. You’re just blowing fake concern out your ass and calling it understanding.”

It was silent for a beat, until Celestia sighed and rubbed her temples. “I don’t believe someone like you has any understanding of her studies or her experiences with family to know what she needs. That’s all, Fluttershy. Just make sure to stay on your studies and don’t fall behind.”

Discord stood first, biting his lip to stop himself from saying more and put his hand on her back to usher her out. She could feel the tension from his hand as his body was ridged.
It was a silent ride back.
It was a silent few hours after, with him sitting on one end of the couch in silence. To her, the silence was more unnerving that if he’d chatted.

She could tell he was thinking, or brooding. At first she sat a bit away, then slowly got closer, wondering if he’d notice.
She got an idea as she sat on the cushion next to his.
“Discord?”
He hummed. She was about to speak when Chrysalis came down along with Sombra.
“We having a party?” Chrysalis joked then stopped at the tense silence.
“We had the conference today.” Fluttershy spoke, reaching over and putting a hand on his. He was still tense.

“Ohh, those were the days. Right Discord?” Chrysalis laughed.
He ignored her. “Oi. Really? Why’re you sulking you mutant?”

Sombra sighed. “I’m not sure what’s gotten you so upset, but there’s no need to suddenly be like this. You’re being irrational.”

That seemed to get his attention. He glared, standing. Fluttershy wasn’t sure what to do.
“Of course I’m being irrational. What, am I supposed to be a robotic machine doing tit for tat in order to survive? No, Chrissy, those weren’t-“ he stopped.

They all stopped. Cracks began to distort the walls and flooring. Like peeling paint it revealed an oil spill of paint and colors. The colors leaking turning to bubbles.

“Wha-“ Chrysalis stammered.

Sombra got up to touch it. None of them knew what to do. But as soon as it appeared, it began to fade, returning to normal.

“Well, that’s just great. Way to go mutant.” Chrysalis waved her hand around.

Discord looked to her, a glare replacing his shock. “What makes you think this is my doing?”

Chrysalis stomped her foot, glaring back. “Because it only happened when you were going on your tangent!” The other three saw green light go up Chrysalis’ body, as it went up, her form began to change. Chrysalis seemed non the wiser as evident by her continuing rant, “Oh look at me, I’m the mutant bastard Discord!”

A silence fell as the other three gawked.

She crossed her arms, and Fluttershy saw her look down, surprised. “What just-“ it was still her voice but coming from Not Discord’s mouth.

Like the cracks before, the green light went up Chrysalis’ feet and as it roamed her body, it returned her to herself.

The only thing that could be heard was breathing and the scribbling of Sombra’s pen.

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Silence rang through until Fluttershy began stammering.
“W-w-what just happened?” She subconsciously grasped Discord’s sleeve as she put her other hand to her chin.

“I have a theory that it’s connected to your Vampirism.” Sombra said. They looked to him as he shuffled through his notebook. “You’ve said before that when you become too hungry, a strange bitter liquid is formed. Well, think of it as a shot. It’s filled with liquid and if pushed even slightly, it comes out, then once injected, usually it would enter the blood stream.”
He stopped then and looked at her.

“Maybe. But...why is it showing up now and not when I bit you all? Why is it coming out like-like- magic and not you guys turning like legends or-or myths say?” Fluttershy was beginning to panic. Guilt coiled in her belly.
Her mind began to spiral. She messed them up. She took for granted their kind offering to feed her and this is how she repays them? Who knows to the extent she’s hurt them by doing this? What should she do? She might attack others if she stops feeding from her friends, but she couldn’t continue to drink if it caused them harm like this.

Discord’s voice broke through her emotional spiral. “Wait...we have powers?! And all I had to do was a blood sacrifice?! Holy fuck those horror movies were onto something!” He then proceeded to put two fingers to his temples, like he was trying to move things, but nothing did.

Chrysalis rolled her eyes, “Pretty sure it’s not going to work that way. This is...strange...to say the least. I am curious at its potential.” She glanced over her hands.

Sombra glared. “I need a new notebook. What a pain. Hmm...I wonder why I haven’t shown signs? I’ve been fed off of just as much as Chrysalis.” He thought in silence.

The other two shrugged. Fluttershy chuckled nervously.
“Is that a good or bad thing?”

Sombra tilted his shoulders side to side. “Depends.”

Fluttershy wrung her hands. “Well, I have homework to do, so if you all will excuse me.”

Her nerves were going haywire. Before she reached her room, she felt a gentle hand on her shoulder. Turning, she saw it was Discord.
“You wanted to tell me something earlier? I...may we speak in your room?” He sounded nervous. Why, Fluttershy couldn’t be sure.
She nodded as they entered. He sat at her desk while she sat on her bed.
Discord took a breath.

“I just wanted...to apologize for my behavior earlier as well as at your conference.” He didn’t elaborate, so Fluttershy realized it was up to her.

“Why did you?” She asked as softly as she could.

He sighed. “I knew Celestia when we were younger. Seeing her...brought back unpleasant memories and I snapped. Then the memories wouldn’t leave, so I was distracted all night.”

Fluttershy took in what he was saying. She understood that all too well. Getting up, she walked over to him and leaned over, giving him a hug.
Discord tensed at the gesture, unsure what she was thinking. But after a moment, he relaxed into it, wrapping her in his arms.

“It’s okay, Discord. It’s alright. You’re with people who care about you now. I’ll make you your favorite tomorrow.” She laughed as she pulled away.

“My favorite? My favorite what exactly?” He lifted a brow.
She giggled, leaning close to his ear. “That depends on what you had in mind.” She whispered.
When she pulled away, she laughed at how red he turned.
“Oh, that remind me. Discord!”

He removed his hand from his face, glancing at her.
She smiled. “What do you call a hippo with a mug?”

He raised a brow but encouraged her to continue.

She looked around her room conspiratorially and then cupped her hand around her mouth to shield it.
“A hiccup.”

That earned her an eye roll and a deep rumbling chuckle that send a chill down to her toes. His eyes sparkled with amusement.
“Hmm. I wonder what else I can do?” He tried moving his one hand that wasn’t still holding onto Fluttershy.
A flash of dark colors and electricity surrounded his hand.
Fluttershy stayed silent, allowing him to concentrate.
Shapes began to manifest, turning and morphing in the air. The static caused them to blend, their shape not quite taking form.
When she glanced at Discord, something telling her to, his eyes were glowing and he had a scowl on his face. He was muttering something under his breath she couldn’t quite catch. The air felt like it was moving, stirring.
“D-Discord?” She placed her hand on his cheek, causing him to startle and as the power stuttered out, the shape separated into toothpick like spears and with a giant force, was sent flying through the walls and out her window.

There was a moment of silence where neither did anything.
Discord hummed. “Interesting.”
He released her and without saying a goodnight, left. She stood there by her desk, staring after him, confusion written all over her face.

She didn’t sleep that night either, worry eating at her stomach. Discord had been acting strange.
She sighed and decided to pace around her room.
In no time, she grew bored, so she went out into the living room not expecting to see Sombra still working on notes, opening more worn notebooks labeled ‘Chrysalis’ and ‘Discord’.
“So...I never got to ask. How was your visit home?” She went and sat on a lounge chair next to him.
He stiffened but looked over with a gentle look. “You mean ‘That Place’? Please don’t refer to it as my home.” He sighed.
“It went how it typically would have and found out my dearest...”relative” is with child. Of course her husband is perfect as well. So, of course, everyone is going to flock to them and spoil her rotten as they always have-“ he took a deep breath, getting worked up at the memory of his last visit, when he felt a hot buzzing energy.
Sombra opened his eyes and Fluttershy’s eyes were focused on the light around them.
During his rant, similar to Chrysalis and Discord, a staticky light with a sandy texture began to manifest around them, forming silhouettes of red people, their movements their own. The light seemed to be projecting from 3 spinning red orbs that hovered centimeters from the red diamond shape that formed on Sombra’s forehead.

Fluttershy saw he continued to stare at the silhouettes and his initial shock and amazement began to boil to that anger again. He grimaced.
“It’s always been her. She always had it easy. While I’m working so damned hard. Why?”
The red sand glitched as green and purple mixed with it like thread. His books began to hover as she saw he was fixed on his anger. She shouldn’t have asked, if she knew it would invoke pain.

Fluttershy’s heart hurt for him. She reached over and wrapped her arms around his broad shoulders. He allowed it.
“I...Well, I think you’re great. I like your vast array of knowledge and it’s okay. You can be snarky, arrogant, but you deserve it with how hard you work. If They can’t see it, if They don’t see you. We do. Us here, in this mansion. And for what it’s worth, Sombra, I do love you. You’re a wonderful friend and you don’t belittle me when I don’t know things. Please don’t think your work isn’t appreciated.”

She felt tears well as she thought what a terrible life it’d be without her longest guy friend. She felt anger towards his family. They were so lucky to have Sombra. She shook her head and as he hugged her back for once, the magic dissolved into nothing, leaving behind a darker toned diamond shape on Sombra’s head.

He didn’t reply to her speech, but him hugging back, was all Fluttershy needed to know what he was saying.

A week later, things had settled more or less. Sombra had informed them, a few days after that night and when everyone had time to process, that he believed the magic was tied to her Vampirism and their individual strong emotions.
So far he noted anger, annoyance, resentment, were strong contenders. But he made it clear they’d have to make note if stronger, happier emotions brought it out as well.

When Fluttershy checked the mail one day, summer slowly approaching, she saw a flyer for a fair that would be in town soon. Her eyes brightened. She had begun wearing sunglasses or using parasols on warmer and sunnier days.
She ran inside, everyone having a rare day off and together.
“Hey, everyone! We should go to the fair! Look, look!”
She thrust the flyer at Chrysalis since she was closest. She quirked her brow.
“I haven’t been to one of these in years. Hmm...I’ll have to see if I can get one of these days off.”
She handed it back, so Fluttershy excitedly gave it to Sombra next.
He set his book down, giving her an unimpressed look, but took the flyer.
“Wouldn’t you rather go with one-if not all- of your little friends?”

She knew he wasn’t asking to be mean, despite his tone. She sighed, taking it back.
“Even years before, they were usually busy during summer. I did animal shelter volunteering and veterinary assistance before, but none of that takes up my whole summer. Sometimes they don’t even need my help. I could ask, but with us becoming seniors next Fall, I’m not sure how free they’ll be.”
She didn’t want to mention that she felt lost. She didn’t think she was smart enough to get into a veterinarian college or how her plans would change now that she wasn’t even Human.

She was trying to get work as well, but even with the help of wearing something of Chrysalis’, she was just so shy and soft spoken. Then if it was a male interviewer, she’d clam up even worse.

Discord came out from the kitchen with a plate of sandwiches with odd looking fillings. The other two didn’t touch it, but Fluttershy was curious, even if she couldn’t have it.
Discord noticed the flyer but instead of taking it, he tilted his head oddly to see it better.
“The fair is fun if you know how to work it.”

Fluttershy copied his head movement. “What do you mean? Would you wanna come?”

He straightened out again, Fluttershy copying since tilting her body like she did hurt for too long.
“I have work so unfortunately no can do, my Dear.”

Her excited smile faltered slightly but she didn’t let her disappointment show. “Oh. That’s fine. I know you guys are busy.”

Discord snorted. “You don’t have to be so obviously sad. If it’s that big of a deal I can see.”

She blushed. She didn’t realize she was being obvious. She heard Chrysalis and Sombra chuckle. Discord blushed and huffed.
“Assholes. The both of you.”

Fluttershy laughed along with the other two as Discord went upstairs, obviously embarrassed.

A few weeks later, the last day of school was on Fluttershy and her friends. Applejack was excited, so was Rarity, and Rainbow would be leaving for a training camp.
Twilight told them she’d be doing summer school to get a head start for the next school year. Pinkie had dates planned and planned on earning some money working with her relatives.

Derpy had wanted to celebrate Fluttershy “graduating” to her next grade (she was able to get her grades back up with a lot of all nighters studying with Sombra’s help) so she was sent out to buy groceries for a big “family” dinner, as Derpy called it.

They also managed to make plans to do “training sessions” to test the extent of their powers since that outburst over a month prior. Turned out, her “cravings” were a more so state of mind factor. If she wanted to feel safe she drank from Discord, she usually drank from him more than the other two anyway. When she was more agitated and feeling on edge from things out of her control, Chrysalis’ blood called to her.
Then there were her depressed states. The states when she’d miss her family uncontrollably, making her body heavy and the numbness return, when the familiarity of Sombra’s blood was what she needed. It wasn’t always like clockwork, but it was more of 50/50 from what Sombra had calculated.

Fluttershy hummed as she walked down the street, double checking the paper list of things she had to get, in her own world, when she bumped into someone, who grasped her wrist as she about tumbled.
“Whoa, there. You okay, miss?”

When she got her bearings, she looked to her helper, about to assure him it was fine.
When she saw him, he looked familiar. He seemed to be thinking the same until he smiled, stretching his hand out for her to shake.
“You’re one of Twily’s friends, right? She’s shone me pictures.” He smiled.
She nodded. “You must be...her...brother?”

His smile widened. “Yeah, I’m Shining Armour. “
She shook his hand, smiling too, when he turned his head to acknowledge someone who came up. “Oh, Filthy Rich. I was going to meet you.”

Fluttershy turned her head and froze. Her body tensed. She made no sudden movement and tried avoiding eye contact. Her heart rushed in her ears, she tried not showing any sort of reaction. Maybe she could slink away before-

“No problem, Armour. I was doing some business anyhow. Then I spotted you and...this Doll here. Oh, you have some leaves, miss.” Rich reached out, getting closer, but not enough to cause a scene. Seeing his hand, her body straightened and her hands linked in front of her by condition.
She felt his hand go into her hair and pull out a leaf. A sliver of her hoped maybe he didn’t recognize her. She chanced a glance to check, but when she saw the look in those deep blues, she knew...he knew.
He smirked and patted her neck, like one who’d pat a head.

“Well, come on, Shining Armour. We have business to talk of. How is-“ Rich’s voice trailed off as him and Shining Armour walked passed her.

She felt like bugs were crawling over her skin. She tried moving, tried breathing.

Someone bumped into her shoulder, breaking her from her spell enough for her to go to a bush and attempt to hurl, though nothing came up. Her body shook as she tried easing her muscles, with little success. She still felt the bugs crawling along her skin and they felt like they were trying to dig.
She couldn’t move. Her phone fell from her pocket and she shakily picked it up. She scratched at her neck where Rich touched. She could still feel it.
She clenched her teeth, forcing herself to move. She only got a few steps, before getting out of the way, hiding behind the bushes near where she was.
She brought her knees to her chest, making herself small as she continued to wipe and claw at her neck, breaking into gasps and sobs.

She thought she was doing better, but...she was wrong.

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A harsh phone ringing broke Fluttershy out of her haze. She sniffled and with her mind still hazed, but more aware, she realized a couple things. One was, she was on her side curled into a ball, her neck feeling gross and sticky as did her hand. Second, her body felt weak, she was still in the same spot and it was much darker outside. It was early afternoon when she was walking to the store, now it was dark, the ground wet and air thick.
Her phone wouldn’t quiet, the person calling being persistent, so she sat up, her mind still foggy and answered without checking who it was.
“Hello?” She internally winced at the scratchiness of her voice.

“Oh, thank fuck! You idiot, where are you?! Are you okay?” It was Chrysalis. Her voice was equal part relieved and annoyed.

Fluttershy wasn’t sure why she was asking. It was hard for her mind to clear, the mugginess of outside fucking with her senses.

“It’s...not that late is it?” She asked slowly. She removed the phone from her ear and it was nearing midnight, when she checked the time. She was surprised-or would be- that no one had found or mugged her.

“Fluttershy...what’s wrong?” Chrysalis’ voice held concern.

Fluttershy didn’t speak for a moment, her mind not quite there yet. She was so tired.
“I’m....I thought I was near the park close to the store. It’s dark.”

She heard Chrysalis let out a breath. “Is there any way you can go to a landmark? Discord went out looking for you and Sombra took my car to look.”

Fluttershy didn’t reply but she tried moving. Her legs tingled from being bent towards her for hours. She used the shrubbery she was behind to help her up. Her legs felt like jelly but she could stand.
Looking around, she saw a small gas station.
“I’m...a few blocks from a gas station. It’s green and beige.”

“Alright. I’ll let them know and one of them will get you.” Chrysalis hesitated for a moment. “I’m going to stay on the phone until I know they got you.”

Fluttershy made a noise of acknowledgment but didn’t speak. She began to trudge down the sidewalk.

The further she walked, the more her heart began to beat wildly, a cold chill running down her spine. The air was warm, but the darkness along with the surrounding greenery made her apprehensive.
She continued to look around her, paranoid about seeing someone.

She stood against the wall under the light once she made it, not allowing her back to be turned. She didn’t like the scent of gasoline, she remembered faintly, a memory coming to mind. Her back slid down the wall, screams ringing in her ears, not there, but not gone.

“Fluttershy? Still there?” Chrysalis’ voice broke through and she looked to her phone.

“Fine. I think I see one of them.” She hung up. She knew she’d get scolded, but she couldn’t care. Even with Chrysalis on the other end of the phone, she didn’t feel safe.

A little while after, she heard a motorcycle roar near as it pulled up. She looked up, knowing that custom bike anywhere.

Discord took off his helmet and walked over. He too, had worry etched in his face. His eyes widened at her neck.
“Fluttershy, what happened?”
He crouched in front of her, obviously making himself look smaller. She wondered what he saw.

She shook her head, but reached out and only then realized why her hand and neck felt disgusting. Her hand and under her nails, her blood was drying, some spots still wet since her neck hadn’t closed up.

He stayed silent for a bit but thinking, he stood, grasping her forearms gently to help her up. His hands felt cool despite the muggy weather.
She was surprised she allowed him to touch her.
He made her get on first and in a soft voice he spoke, handing her the helmet.
“I need you to wear this. It’s just till we get back.”

She looked to his eyes, her own still drooped. She nodded.

She barely remembered the drive back. She knew during the drive she buried her face in his back. She might’ve even nodded off, she wasn’t sure.

Fluttershy had a passing thought as they parked. ‘Why do I feel even more tired now that I know I’m safe?’

“Fluttershy. Can you walk?” She looked up to the soft tone of Discord’s voice. Nodding, she tried.
Once they made it inside, Chrysalis was going up to them, panic on her face as she saw the state Fluttershy was in.

“What happened? Why’re you-Discord, what happened?”
Fluttershy glanced up and saw Chrysalis was in Discord’s face, his own face contorted in annoyance.

“Chrissy, I’m not sure what happened. Let her get back to being...eh-normal before we ask. IF we ask. Might not be wise.”
Discord added, though his body was tense, he tried to sound calm.

Chrysalis’ nostrils flared, her green eyes glowing. “You don’t get to decide that. Come on, Fluttershy, let’s get you cleaned up.”
Chrysalis grabbed her arm and suddenly the green light ran up her body again.

Fluttershy’s face scrunched as she saw the black hand turn pale. ‘Familiar.’

She looked to Chrysalis and froze. Her eyes went wide as in front of her, she saw her mother.
Fluttershy’s body began to tremble, tears welling largely and falling down her cheeks.
“Fluttershy?” Chrysalis asked, though Fluttershy made a strangled noise as Chrysalis’ voice sounded like her mother.
She reached out to touch Fluttershy, but Fluttershy flinched away.

She felt a strong arm wrap around her, Discord’s scent hitting her like a heated blanket.

“Chrysalis. We’ll talk to her later. I’ll get her cleaned up.” Discord’s voice was quiet and calm.
Chrysalis didn’t reply, but soon after she let go of Fluttershy, she returned to her true form.

Fluttershy tried willing her body to relax as Discord set her on the counter as he took a warm rag and began to gently clean her neck.
He hummed.
“Need anything, my dear?” He seemed to be speaking in whispers. Fluttershy hadn’t realized how much it helped relax her, just the change in tone.
He placed a bandage on her neck but stayed silent, waiting for her response.

Fluttershy leaned her head forward till it rested against Discord’s chest. She could hear his heart beat pick up as his body tensed.
“I don’t....Can I....” she stumbled her words. She was scared. She knew she shouldn’t be, now that her mind had time to clear and she was calming down.
A flare of anger flashed through her though, a fury not felt in a long time.

Fluttershy gritted her teeth, using both arms to clench onto Discord’s odd shirt and she ground out,
“I just want to be happy again,” She trembled but not from fear and anxiety, “I’m sick of being like this. That-that-that- THING took it away. I...I want to mourn! I-I-I’m so-so..SICK of being scared! Of being sad! Of the fucking nightmares!” Her breath shuddered.

She felt him rub her back. “How you worded it. Never mind.” He hummed. He seemed to be waiting till the anger left her.

It didn’t.

Fluttershy wasn’t an angry person. Truly.
But she felt like each step she was taking was like trudging through slime. She couldn’t get her feet under her. No time to mourn. No time to process. No time to just adjust. Then this weird magic, Vampire stuff happens and it makes her think she’s a monster.
Fluttershy buried her face into Discord’s chest.
“Calm down, Fluttershy. Calm.” She tried saying over and over, trying to take deep breathes, purposely breathing in as much of his scent as she could.

“Why should you? Be angry. Fight, kick, scream. Be frustrated.”
Discord shrugged, saying it like it was natural.

She looked to him with wide eyes. “What? B-but if I-I hold on to-to the anger...no one-no one deserves that.”

He fought the urge to snort. “No one is THAT guiltless. If you ask me, being the bigger person is overrated.”

She paused to think. She searched his eyes for any kind of lie. There was none.

She went to open her mouth, but she squeaked when he lifted her from the counter.

“Now.” He said, “I have a marvelous candy and snack hoard in my room. We can put on something to watch and maybe if you spend enough time in there,” he looked at her pointedly, one brow raised, “maybe you won’t keep stealing my pillows.”

She blushed, as odd as it was, already beginning to feel better. Movies and sweets was normal .
It was mundane.
She was still angry. She was still scared. But...maybe she just needed a rope to pull her from the slime pit she was sinking in.

She looked up at Discord as he carried her to his room, plopping her on the hammock which was covered in pillows and a thick blanket.
Yeah...maybe.

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‘The ‘Burbs’ was playing and Fluttershy was enjoying some nerd ropes which she nawed on simply for the sake of nawing on it.
Discord chuckled to most of the movie as he munched on his own odd treats. Pretzel sticks dipped in strawberry sauce and cayenne pepper along with other similar spicy and sweet things that Fluttershy honestly didn’t know were possible.

She was far too comfortable to even feel guilty she stole his hammock-bed along with his blankets and pillows-most of them at least. When she looked, he didn’t seem to mind at all, though she wasn’t sure if that was from his chivalry or if he wanted her to be happy. Her neck did ache from earlier but was happier here in his room, simply for the fact she felt content to relax. No fear gripped her when she was here.

“Discord?” Her voice was soft as usual.
He looked over immediately, a brow raised in question.
“Why do you sleep in a hammock?” She truly didn’t care that he did, she was just curious and wanted to hear someone’s voice.
He looked up, seeming to actually think of an answer. With how he acted usually she did like it was an interesting change that he didn’t just brush her off.

“It feels natural, I suppose. Why do YOU sleep in a bed?” He countered.

She smiled, giggling. “If it wouldn’t hurt my back, I would’ve loved nests. Like-like maybe a burrow or cave or a bundle of soft grass and hay under a large hedge. Not like birds though, I don’t like heights.”

He chuckled, his eyes squinting. “Really? You remind me of a bird. Sweet, quiet, lovely voice.” He shrugged.

She blushed but huffed a small laugh. “I don’t like heights. So unless I nest like a ground-dwelling bird, you’re sore out of luck, bud.”

That got a snort and a laugh from Discord, though this one was quieter. He grinned widely, revealing his snaggle tooth and other teeth.
“Hmm...maybe a penguin?”

She thought but shook her head. “I’m not a fan of super cold.”

His smile lessened but wasn’t any less bright. He poked her legs where they were sticking out, making her squeak. “Maybe an Emu or Ostrich? You have the legs.”

She gasped., “You, Sir, are one to talk!” She reached out and swatted his shoulder to which he turned his long body oddly, wrapping his arm around her waist and his other to prop himself up.

“What about no bird then?” He asked.

She buried deeper into the pile of pillows and blankets. “I’m not sure how we got on that topic anyway. But if we continue, you’d be a platypus.”

He quirked his brow, obviously curious. “Why’s that?”

Fluttershy peaked her head out more and smiled. “Cause you’re both unique. The platypi-platypuses?- are so unique anyone could tell you what it is. You’re the only Discord, but that means I could never lose you. Also, fun fact, the male platypus has a poisonous spur on their hind feet and glow in UV light. So...that’s cool too.”

She knew she was blushing, even though all she said was true. He went silent but then with a light chuckle, he seemed to scoot closer.
“Chrissy would be a mantis. Biting the heads off the guys she dates-or fucks-whatever. Either way, they never last.” Discord waved his hand that was on her, around in a wishy washy movement.

The mention of Chrysalis had made Fluttershy remember her reaction earlier. She hadn’t meant to react that way, she doubted Chrysalis knew she’d done it. She would have to apologize.

She felt a poke against her cheek and saw Discord looking at her, like his mind was thinking.
He usually looked like that. Like he was observing and learning. Always reading.
She saw his face morph again, like judging how to react based on her.
“You’re doing that thinking thing again, My Dear. I don’t have a penny but maybe I can write you an IOU for your thoughts?”

She grinned, her heart swelling happily. Then it fell, not knowing what to tell him.
She averted her gaze, sitting up.
“I realized, I need to apologize to Chrysalis. I know what she did wasn’t on purpose. She didn’t deserve my crying.” Fluttershy sighed. “I feel like I owe you all an explanation for my troubling you.”

Discord stood up, going over to change out the movie. Or at least take out the one cycling over and over on the Home Screen. Then he picked her up and sat in his hammock, her on his lap. He looked at her, eyes narrowed lazily.
“Do you think we need an explanation? Or do you need someone to speak to about it?”

Fluttershy’s eyes widened. “I...I wouldn’t want to trouble you.”

He took a deep breath, exhaling through his nose. “You didn’t answer me. Fluttershy, we don’t need you to explain anything you don’t want to. But...if explaining and sharing why this is happening, why you’re reacting how you do to situations, maybe seeking comfort knowing we’d do what we could to make you feel better, will help you and is something you want, then sure, explain. But just know which it is you want.”

Fluttershy opened and closed her mouth multiple times. She looked him in the eye, trying to decide which to do. Anxiety clenched her heart like Twilight with a stress ball as the thought of explaining what happened in January-wait-

“What month is it again?” She blinked.

Discord raised his brows, obviously confused. “June, Dear. Why?”

Oh, yeah, they were starting Summer break tomorrow.

Wait...June?

“Has it really only been 6 months?” Her voice quivered and eyes shined like she’d cry again. Her brows furrowed. She hadn’t meant to ask that out loud.
No wonder she was still a wreck.

“6 months since what?” Discord asked, playing with her hair.

She wanted him to keep playing with it. To erase HIS touch. So, with that in mind, before she answered him, she moved both his hands to her hair, then moved one of them soon after to rest on her neck, above the bandage.
Her breath shuddered as she tried committing Discord’s touch to her memory over the other.
“Since...I lost them. I...truthfully it’s felt longer.”

He hummed in acknowledgment but allowed her to do as she pleased.
That was another odd thing she’d quickly noticed. With how he presented himself and how he looked, one would think he wanted to be the one in control. All the time. But...even with Chrysalis and Sombra, Discord allowed all of them to get away with a lot.
Or at least, that’s what she got from the stories the others would tell.

“Losing someone important is always hard. Time both moves so quickly and yet so slow. Grief...is quite the pain. Unless it’s dire, you can tell us when you feel you can.” He allowed his hand to cup her neck gently.

They sat there in silence for awhile, neither saying a word, both in their heads, basking in the physical comfort the other brought, but lost in memories.

“I’m not sure If you’ll see Chrissy before she has work tomorrow. Might want to check if she’s up.” Discord’s voice brought her out of her mindless spiral.

Fluttershy nodded, getting up. She hesitated at the door and looked back.
“Can I come back after?”

Discord looked to her, coming out of his thoughts. He smirked. “I don’t know. Can you?”

She smiled lopsidedly. “May I?”

He smiled, revealing the teeth that went past his canines. “I wouldn’t know why you’d want to.”

She rubbed her upper arm and he frowned at her uncomfortable posture. “Tell me when you get back.” He ended up saying softly.
She looked at him surprised, before opening the door and leaving.

Fluttershy tried to stay calm but now that she was sitting there at Chrysalis’ desk chair, watching the woman care for her beetles, it made thinking of an excuse hard.
“So-uhm-C-Chrysalis? I just wanted to apologize for earlier. Discord helped calm me down and I realized I must’ve reacted oddly.”

Chrysalis looked at her, a look of ‘duh’ written there.
“I was worried sick, then next thing I know, you’re home covered in blood and unresponsive. Then you break into tears when I touch you.”

She walked over, trying to gauge Fluttershy’s response.
Fluttershy looked away. “I...you turned into my mom. And...and when you-“ her breath caught, but she pulled through, remembering it was Chrysalis in front of her, not her mom, “you spoke, it sounded like her.” She shook her head before she could get lost again. “A-anyway, I am sorry for-for worrying you. That-that’s all.”

There was a silence as Chrysalis processed. She seemed to decide to drop it, knowing if she didn’t immediately tell her, Fluttershy wasn’t ready.

Fluttershy looked around Chrysalis’ room, this being the first time there and found it filled with little, old things. Like childhood trinkets.
It looked like something a mother would keep over the years her children gave her. But, Chrysalis didn’t have kids.
“Did you have neighborhood kids you watched or something?” She asked, her curiosity getting the better of her.

Chrysalis looked to see what she was looking at. Her eyes became guilt ridden.
“Kind of. I was the eldest at an orphanage and pretty much took care of the younger ones. I tried teaching them what I could so they’d be able to stay in school and be more than “orphan kids”, you know? But the moment I found my dream of FX makeup, I hightailed it out before I was 18. Never looked back.”

Fluttershy hummed. “I’m sure...they’re fine. I bet they took your lessons to heart. And since-since they’re older, some probably the age you were, they’d definitely understand. I bet some have gotten a home too!” Fluttershy clenched her fists, determination in her eyes over people she’d never met, simply for the knowing her friend knew them. Loved them.

After her initial shock, Chrysalis broke into a fond smile. “Thank you.”

They spoke back and forth about mundane things, including what lessons she taught the other orphan kids.
Lessons like, love yourself: because no one else will until YOU let them, tricks to fit into society: despite what lies they tell you as kids about “being yourself”, how to, even in your posture and voice: become someone else to get what you want and need, and above all, protect yourself: even at the cost of others.

Soon, though, Chrysalis had to get sleep since she had work, so, with promise of hanging out soon, maybe a girls day, Fluttershy left her room, heading back to Discord’s.
She may have been feeling a bit better, but she still felt the bugs under her skin at the thought of being in her own room.
She did stop by it though, to grab Angel. The poor bunny seemed relieved she was alright and home, and equally confused when Fluttershy headed upstairs with him.
She hoped Discord wouldn’t mind.

She knocked, but he didn’t answer. She wondered if he nodded off, so to check if he was okay, she only cracked the door a bit to peak and saw he was standing near his bookcase, looking through a small box, taking out what looked like Polaroids. His brow was slightly scrunched but a small smile tugged at his lips.

“Discord?” She asked softly.

He shot his head up to look at her and put the box away.
“You took awhile. Everything alright?”

She nodded. “Chrysalis understood. I was actually able to learn a bit about her myself.” Angel squirmed in her grasp and she remembered. “Oh, also, is it okay if he stays too? I feel so bad being gone all day then away from my room.”

Discord looked at her for a moment, “You never did tell me why you wanted to sleep in here.” Even though he was asking and made it sound like he didn’t want her there, he walked over to his hammock, making a spot for her as well.

She hesitantly walked in, now unsure if it really was alright to be there. But the sudden thought of being alone in her room, in that large bed alone with just Angel, if that, scared her. She didn’t want to be alone.
“I...I’m only okay right now...because of you and when I chatted with Chrysalis. I’m...heh- I’m-uh, too scared to sleep alone tonight.” She fidgeted, embarrassed at her confession.

She saw the blush rise to his high cheekbones and he averted his gaze. He rubbed the back of his neck, thinking. He sighed and mumbled something under his breath, though he might’ve not actually said anything, since she couldn’t hear him.
“Better get into pajamas then. If it’s anything like that other night, I don’t want you clinging to me in jeans.”

Fluttershy’s brows furrowed in concern but she nodded.
“May I not sleep here? You seem hesitant and I don’t want to be trouble.”

Discord shook his head, shooing her to change.

In the hammock Fluttershy laid similar to last time, curled against his side while one arm wrapped around her back, like a nest. Her head laid against the side of his chest. They’d laid there already for a few hours, hoping for sleep, but not finding it.
Angel laid curled around a blanket she brought in on the floor, the hammock barely big enough for Discord, let alone another person.

“Discord?” Her voice was a whisper. He hummed in response, obviously still awake. “Why aren’t you asleep? Am I being a bother?” She moved her head to try looking at his face.

He sighed and moved his body to face her, she felt unexpectedly sad he did move. She was comfortable.
She could see the moon light making his yellow eyes glow. She suddenly felt more vulnerable with his eyes on her, with his full attention.
“I just don’t know how to share a bed, is all. Especially with a lady. I’m not sure where to put myself where it won’t turn into a misunderstanding.”

She heard his voice crack at the end, quite an odd noise for the face making it. His tone made it where she knew, he wasn’t joking. He was awkward and uncomfortable. She didn’t even think of it, how he’d feel. She had simply assumed because he let her feed off him, he’d be okay with this.

She took a breath, making sure he was looking in her eyes.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t-I had assumed since you let me feed on you, then this was okay.”

He didn’t laugh. She wasn’t used to how quiet he was. “Feeding off me and THIS...are different... aren’t they?”
He was asking.
She gulped, her own voice quiet. They didn’t need to be whispering. No one was awake. “I’m not sure. People don’t usually feed of each other.”

That got a huffed laugh. “No, I suppose not.” He ducked his head, she could tell he still wasn’t sure.
Maybe she was the one taking advantage and making him uncomfortable? She hadn’t even thought of it.

She removed her legs from against his, “Discord? I’m sorry...I didn’t even ask if-if any of this was alright with you. I just thought...I thought you’d tell me ‘no’ if I was stepping over a boundary”.
Growing up, even with her parents and Zephyr, she was taught to ask, to communicate no matter who it was. She’d forgotten that included people who would allow her to do a lot. “Can we...can we talk? A-about what’s okay between us?”
Her heart was beating so hard in her chest it hurt. She felt the chill of anxiety, of shyness run down her neck.
The rock against her rib cage hurt.

He looked to her eyes suddenly, catching her off guard. His face showed uncertainty. “This is so embarrassing, for an adult to not know these things.”
She saw him blush slightly, through the moonlight.

For some reason, she felt she needed reassurance it was alright for her to be near. She reached her hand out the short distance there was and barely touched his hand with her fingertips.
He looked her in the eye for a long time, before slowly turning it palm up and curling his fingers to gently brush his fingertips against her’s.
She could feel the shake in his hand and heard the gulp he took.
“How...how about...we tell each other...what’s okay and what...isn’t? I don’t want...to overstep something. I...want you to see me...as a safe...ngh-thing-er whatever.”
He turned his head from her gaze.

Fluttershy took a deep breath, her chest felt tight.
Slowly, like she was frightened of messing up, like the wrong pace or movement would shatter the fragile moment it was, she lowered her hand all the way, grasping his palm and pulling.
She placed his hand over her shoulder, scooted closer...so slowly, and tried to imitate earlier, but couldn’t, so she was forced to speak.
“This is...okay to me. M-mainly if...” she gulped, her mouth dry, “if I’ve had a rough time or...or nightmares. Or-maybe-if I’m too tired from-from eating. B-but anytime is-is good. I feel-with you-I- p-please tell me...you too.”
She could feel his trembling. For such a large man, she found it odd...but nice. She knew she was no better and she could feel the heat from her blush all over her face. It was too hot, and not because it was June.

Discord slipped his hand from her’s, then grasped her wrist. Hands were too much, then...but he didn’t show her what was okay.
He just held her wrist, like moving it or doing more was too much. He met her gaze again.
“You can bite anywhere, to feed. Just don’t chew on my neck or-or nest there...to me, I’m not even sure why, but...it’s too much.” He took a deep breath, not quite done. “There’s something you have to know, Fluttershy. I’m not...touchy. I never had these cues of-of what is acceptable with someone. Or when it is with certain relationships. But I do-I know what society would see right now and I’m not wanting you to think it’s like that. I don’t know what you think...when I hold you. When I allow you to drink from me. I-I’ll tell you...if there’s more.”

By the time he was done, his face was a bright pink and he used the hand not holding her wrist, to hide his face.

Fluttershy wasn’t any better for wear and she could feel the sweat on his hand.
She knew he needed her confirmation on what SHE deemed acceptable during...this. Knowing he was in a similar boat when it came to it, she drew up her confidence.
“I can’t really explain it either. I feel safe and your blood is delicious to me. Having-“, she choked, “having to deal with all this and-and things from such a short time ago has left me scared. I feel so ashamed that I took your pillows and I’m so sorry but it just makes me feel safe an-and like-like no one can hurt me again-“ she ripped her wrist away and covered her mouth, eyes starring wide at him. She hadn’t meant to let that slip.

She waited, tears threatening to well. She waited for him to laugh or to ask questions. To her surprise and relief, Discord stayed looking her in the eyes and lifted her, setting her on top of him. He didn’t say anything as he rubbed her back.
“This okay?” His voice scratched after awhile.
She could only nod.
With her face buried in his chest, inhaling his scent from everywhere, his heartbeat still quick but he too, seemed to be calming, she drifted off as the dawning light filtered through the window.
Or, she would be, if as they were both finally resting enough, after a long emotional night, Discord’s phone went off.
She snorted as he slammed his hand against the phone sitting on his nightstand.
She heard him mutter curses under his breath, thinking she had nodded off.
She couldn’t hear what the person on the other end said, but she heard Discord’s annoyance as he hummed and agreed to whatever they said.
She didn’t expect the whine that left her lips as he lifted her off, she opened her eyes and felt a strange feeling as he smiled tiredly but fondly at her.
“Sorry to wake you as you fell asleep. You can sleep here. I have work.”

She allowed herself to be moved, too lazy to move herself but she did grasp his wrist as his feet hit the floor and began to sit up.
“Why so early?” She was already drifting off when chuckled lightly.

“Because I left unexpectedly yesterday. Get some sleep, My Dear.” With his other hand, he petted her head.

Fluttershy hummed, being lulled by his scent and the remaining warmth of his where he laid. She stayed still, watching him with tired eyes as he left to change.
Once he gathered his things, and she heard the door creak, she bolted up as panic rose suddenly.
“Discord!”

He paused, looking behind. “Get some sleep, Fluttershy.” He whispered.

She didn’t lay back down, but she did swallow the lump in her throat. “Be safe.”

He smiled and nodded before giving her a peace sign and leaving, quietly closing his door behind him.

She was vaguely aware of her own phone going off, receiving texts and a few calls from her friends as she curled farther into the hammock and let exhaustion claim her, dragging her to hopeful dreams, away from the chilly nightmares.

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Angel woke Fluttershy later on, wanting food. 
She didn’t even look at her phone as she got up, very reluctant to move from her nest. She still gripped one of Discord‘s pillows, nuzzling it as she opened his door to go feed Angel. Her sleep schedule was getting all screwy. 
She left her phone in his room as she remembered she wasn’t sure of the time. She spotted Sombra on the outside of the kitchen and approached. 
She grinned sleepily at him. “Morning, Sombra. Do you know the time by chance? I left my phone in Discord’s room.” When she didn’t get an immediate response she asked, “What are you doing?”

He only gave her a side glance, his arms crossed, though he did mumble only where she could hear, “Your sense of smell must be off when you first wake up.”

She scrunched her brows and looked passed his shoulder, only to freeze when she saw her friends there milling about the kitchen. 
They all looked at her with different expressions. She wondered if they just heard her.
She heard Sombra clear his throat and point to her chest. Confused, she looked down and squeaked, dropping the pillow and trying to button up the few that came undone in her sleep. She felt herself blush. The buttons came so undone anyone could see a good amount of her cleavage. 
She hoped no one saw her scars.

She walked forward, patting Sombra’s back. “Hey, girls. W-what’re you guys doing here? And unannounced...again?” 
It was one thing for them to do this in the past because she lived with her parents, who would welcome anyone anytime and they knew her friends. 
This was different. She was living with people who didn’t know her friends and it was their place too. 
She walked in and began to get Angel’s food. At first, they looked uncomfortable but then Pinkie jumped up.

“Okay, so, we tried calling you ALLL DAAY but you didn’t answer, so we decided to just stop by! We wanted to see if you wanted to come to one of my parties tonight? It’s going to be the first party of the summer! Definitely dancing so we wanted to make sure you had something dancing appropriate. Right?” 
Pinkie looked to the others who mostly all nodded.
Fluttershy had a feeling there was something they weren’t telling her. Speaking of time, she looked at the clock on the oven and saw it was already dinner time.

“Oh dear. I’m sorry, I hadn’t realized I slept so long.” 
She did feel energized and she didn’t have nightmares. She’d have to see if she could sleep with Discord more often. That thought...wasn’t in the right context...

“So you gonna come with, Shy?” Rainbow broke her out of her thoughts.

Fluttershy wasn’t sure. She did have to talk to them about just barging in but she wanted to make sure Discord got home safely and well rested. 
She bit her lip. 
Then again, it had been a long time since she hung out with them with no worries. Some normalcy sounded nice.
She grinned at them.
“Okay. When?”

Twilight seemed to think for a moment. “How about you grab what you’re gonna wear and we all meet at my place? The party is at the gym. Pinkie already asked Dean Celestia if we could. She agreed on the condition it’s all appropriate and we clean it as well as when we arrived.” 
They all seemed to agree on it.

Her friends dispersed after that, not giving Fluttershy time to ask them about why they felt it was okay to just waltz in. 
She had a feeling Sombra let them in simply because he didn’t want to risk Fluttershy being upset that he turned them away.
As she gathered what she’d wear, a butter yellow dress that went to her thighs, black knee length leggings with butterflies on the side of the legs and some slip ons for dancing...if she did. She also setting dinner out for Angel, and then heard someone knock. 
“Come in.” 
It was Sombra. “Oh, hey. Sorry you had to deal with them. My-uh-parents would let them come and go as they pleased, so...I’ll tell them to not do that again.” She rubbed the back of her neck, nervous.

He made sure to close the door behind himself. “I simply came to ask a few things and offer some blood if you’re going out. As for...them...there’s not much I can do, but luckily they mostly stayed quiet while they waited for you. Chatted amongst themselves. They checked your room and you weren’t there so they waited in the kitchen.” 
Sombra shrugged, a bit annoyed.

Fluttershy’s eyes widened. She was still getting used to how much Sombra could speak. “Oh...what were your questions, first?” She ushered him to go on.

He ran his fingers along the hair on his jaw. “Where were you yesterday that put everyone in a tizzy and do you even want to go to this party? You don’t seem like the type.”

Fluttershy hummed as she thought, almost chuckling at Sombra’s ever present curiosity. “I would’ve...preferred to stay home, to make sure Discord got home well and rested, since I’m not sure when the last time he slept was. But I also haven’t hung out with my friends in a long time, even something as normal as a Pinkie Party. So, I want to go. As for your blood...can I? I haven’t had anything in a few days.” She asked him meekly.

He laughed, it was deep and if no one knew him they’d think it was condescending. “That’s why I offered. Where? The arms are easiest to hide until it gets warm out. Hmm, I usually wear high collar clothing, coupled with the neck being the most efficient area so far, I’d say there.”

She had to agree. He was wearing a v-neck that day so she had full advantage of his neck. Unlike with Discord, though, she had a smaller area to work with. She saw him touch his neck to feel for the strongest pulse point and she approached. 
She kissed his cheek. “Thank you, Sombra. You’ve been a great friend.”

He jolted at the gesture but nodded, not seeming bothered by her bold action.
She then nosed his pulse point, moving her nose to where her lips laid on it. 
She felt it jump against her lips before she opened her mouth, trying to put as much pressure as she could, to not make a mess, and making the bite quick as to not cause pain.

He made a hissing noise and grabbed her hips reflexively. She had her hands perched on biceps just to give them something to do and help keep Sombra still. She drank a little more than usual, simply for the fact she’d be out and around others that weren’t knowing of what she was. 
As she moved away, before blood could leak, she lapped it up, trying not to leave a hickey behind, he moved his head to the side to let her clean up better.
“Thank you.” She said, smiling and making sure he was alright.

He nodded, making sure the wounds were closed. “I’d rather you not come back crying or exposing yourself to others. I call dibs on getting all knowledge regarding your Vampirism.”

She giggled happily and kissed his cheek again, making sure she didn’t have blood on her mouth. “Still, though. You could be much crueler.” Before she could get pulled in to another memory, she grabbed her little bag of what she’d need to bring over to Twilight’s and looked around before smiling at him. “I’ll make sure to make you something really nice to pay for the meal.” She felt exceedingly happy.

“I’ll be looking forward to it.” Sombra said as he left her room, a little smile disguised as a smirk on his lips.

Fluttershy giggled and felt her body move in a little jig. It was a good night for dancing.
She had friends, who she was going to dance and have fun with like old times. 
She had some older roommates who were there for her and who she cared about and could confide in. They understood.
Maybe they were the rope she needed to begin grieving and begin healing.
 
Fluttershy and her friends were laughing and joking around at Pinkie’s jokes and Applejack’s and Rarity’s banter, making their way the few blocks to the school as they heard the music already going. CS, Pinkie’s boyfriend, had already gotten there to help set up and get the party going.
“Hey, Shy?” Rainbow put her arm around Fluttershy’s shoulders, slowing her pace to do so.

Fluttershy’s hair was up in a high ponytail and she turned to Rainbow, a small grin still on her face. “Yes, Dashy?”

Rainbow turned her head away with a blush on her cheeks. “So, uh, I was thinking of asking Soarin out. What do you think? I mean, you’ve known him since middle school too and we’ve been buds since like, kindergarten.”

Fluttershy knew what she was trying to say. “I’m so happy for you, Rainbow! Go for it! Heehee, I’ve told you since freshman year that he likes you. Why now, though, if you don’t mind my asking?”

Rainbow scratched her cheek, the glitter coming off. Pinkie had decided to make them match with glitter and none of them could get out of it. “Well...I guess I hadn’t told you yet, I just realized. Me n Soarin are gonna go to the same sports institution after next year. So, I thought, might as well ask him out and if it goes well then college will be even better, you know?”

A weird feeling overcame Fluttershy. She knew Rainbow applied to a few ones, especially the one she had a scholarship to. But Rainbow never told her she got in. Which was fine, but there was that feeling. She had forgot...what was she going to do with her life? 
There was that anxiety. Her life had been upturned. She didn’t have the luxury of taking her time and with her not being Human, what options did she have?
Fluttershy chuckled lightly. “It should go well! You both have a lot in common, but enough difference to complete each other. Supposedly. My hope is that you two can work out whatever you need to. You can do it, Rainbow! Why’re you so worried? You know I’ll support you.”

Rainbow laughed loudly. “You’re right, Shy’! What was I thinking? Come on, we’re falling behind!” Rainbow yelled as she ran ahead. Fluttershy smiled and tried catching up, but Twilight stopped her after a minute.

Fluttershy looked over to her in question.
“Hey, so I think I left something in your room when we spent the night. I also forgot to get it earlier. Mind if I come by sometime tomorrow?” She asked sweetly, putting her hands together apologetically.

Fluttershy wasn’t sure what she left, but Twilight would, so what’s to keep her from letting her friend get her things? “That’s fine with me. Just please, Twilight, let me know or knock or something? It’s not like with my parents. You can’t just barge in. Please.”

Twilight nodded. “Okay. Oh, we’re here. Let’s have some fun. As normal high schoolers say.”
Fluttershy rose a brow at her but laughed anyway.
 

The party was lively as ever. Everyone was there. Kids from their grades and some lower, like freshman even. There was a bunch of refreshments too. There was soda, snacks, even juice made by Applejack and her family. The music was loud and blood pumping, it effected Fluttershy a bit. 
Lucky for her, she had juice she was distracted with, trying to convince herself she was fine, she just ate earlier. She had danced a bit, but nothing too crazy. Maybe she should. 
She heard some songs she knew come on and decided she’d grab Pinkie or Rainbow for a dance.
Fluttershy smiled and went out to the dance floor to have some fun, grabbing Rainbow and Soarin while she was at it.
 
She danced till a slow, couples song came on, a good amount of songs later, and went back to her drink. It did nothing for her, not even really quench thirst but it did wet her throat so she felt a bit normal. 
Fluttershy gulped it down, mostly liking the cold feeling of the juice until a bit later a blood pumping song she recognized came on, sending bile up her throat. She wasn’t ‘There’ anymore. She wasn’t in that cigar filled room, hot and feeling ill. She wasn’t on a cold cement floor surrounded by water droplets and mold, listening to her family’s whimpers.
She wasn’t...
She drew her knees up, getting chills and trying to calm enough to help out after the party and watched as her friends had a fun time. She didn’t see Rainbow approach the others or look her way for awhile. Checking the time, she thought maybe to check on Discord. See if he was home and had eaten. 
She curled tighter into herself, holding the phone to her ear. 
It rang. 
Rang.
The shrill ringing hurt her head but she tried fighting past the fatigue the nausea brought on. 
She was about to give up, the phone just continuing, when it clicked and a harsh shiver went down her spine, sending the tips of her hair on end at hearing Discord’s sleep addled voice. It was deep, scratchy and slightly slurred from waking up. 
She almost felt bad waking him. If she were fine, she’d ramble “sorry” over and over and hang up, embarrassed. 
“Fluttershy?” Discord’s voice was full of confusion. “What’s wrong?”
A lot was wrong. 
But she smiled gently, trying to focus on his voice. “I was just checking on you. Making sure you ate and were home.” 
She was vaguely aware she was calling the mansion, “home”. Maybe calling him was bad. She didn’t want to worry him.
There was a bit of silence before she heard him breathing a sigh, a little growl escaping. “I’m fine. Made it back awhile ago. Ate leftovers and pretty much crashed. Now, don’t lie to me, Fluttershy. Your voice doesn’t sound right.”
She knew she shouldn’t have called. Part of her didn’t like how observant he was. Her chest felt tight. “I’m fine. Don’t worry.”

“Fluttershy.” His tone was stern, the sleepiness of it leaving. 
His tone should’ve made her scared. It should’ve had her hanging up with an “eep” and “sorry”.
“Discord, I’m fine, really. Go back to sleep. I shouldn’t have called and woke you.” She couldn’t tell if it was the nausea or guilt making her stomach turn.

“Lie to me again, Fluttershy. I dare you. Tell me what’s wrong, now, or I’m going there to that school and then I really will be mad you made me leave bed.” His tone was serious. She didn’t know what face he would’ve been making.
She stayed silent. If she spoke saying she was fine, he’d know she just lied again. She tried curling into herself harder, pressing her phone closer to her ear. “Please don’t feel the need to leave. Just talk to me.” She whispered. She hoped she could get out of telling. If she told, she’d probably break in to tears and she didn’t want that when she was supposed to help clean up.

“Don’t try getting out of it by avoiding it either.” His voice broke through her thoughts. His tone was a warning.

She was worried he’d leave, move from where he was if she told. But she wouldn’t just hang up on him. Not when in reality she just wanted his comfort.

“You’re over thinking again. Fluttershy. What happened at that party? That you’re at now.” He seemed to realize, the music and noise loud.
She grinned involuntarily. “Can I tell you when I get back? I don’t know what I’ll do if I say now. I’m supposed to help. My friends are coming, looks like everyone’s leaving. I’ll have them walk me home, or at least one of them. Get some sleep.” 
She spotted them and heard Discord sigh on the other end before he hung up first.
 
After they got the gym cleaned up and helped Pinkie and CS put away the party supplies they brought with, they all began to go home. Fluttershy had tried to act normal through it all, and it mostly worked since she was out more on the job of taking things down and cleaning. 
Her eyes went to Twilight and she had an idea. 
She approached Twilight who had gotten done chatting and saying her good nights. 
“Hey, Twilight...do you wanna walk home with me and get your thing?”
Twilight looked to her, looking tired but she nodded. “Alright.”
 
When Fluttershy opened the door, she saw a pacing, pajama clad Discord halt and look over, obviously about to rush over but halting again seeing Twilight. 
Fluttershy focused on his body language to help keep as sober as she could, when in reality she just wanted to collapse and succumb to the nausea and sleep. 
He crossed his arms, back straight and his worry tried to school itself. 
“Hi. I’m back. Twilight is just getting something of her’s. You can go ahead and get it, Twilight.” Fluttershy told her with a tired grin.
Twilight nodded, sleepy as well but she disappeared around the corner.

Discord took his chance and crossed the feet apart in a few strides and even though his movements were erratic and quick, he held her face in his palms with such gentleness one would something fragile, precious and small. “Fluttershy. My dear...what happened?”

She took a shuddering breath, placing her hands on his wrists and closing her eyes, suddenly feeling like her body weighed like lead. “I’m okay. I’m okay. I’m okay. Oh, Discord. I’m not okay.” She whimpered.

He rubbed his thumbs under her eyes, trying to comfort. “I know, my dear. I’m here. You know I am.”

She couldn’t stop the words that came from her mouth next. “But for how long will you be here? How long until you leave me too?”

Neither were the wiser of Twilight witnessing the scene in front of her as she stuck the camera she left, back in her purse.

Chapter Text

A few days later and Discord hadn’t been heard from. Fluttershy had tried getting a hold of him. He was an adult, though. He had no obligations to them. He didn’t need to tell Fluttershy where he’d be.

Her phone rang and she saw it was Rainbow, Fluttershy had been sipping a cup of blood Chrysalis left on her way out. She smiled, remembering her conversation on the street.
“Hey, Rainbow. Haven’t heard from you in a few days. What’s up?” She grinned.

“Hey, Shy. Twilight said Dean Celestia wanted to talk to us. I’m near your place so wanna walk together?” 
Rainbow sounded happy.

Fluttershy raised a brow at that news. Why would Dean Celestia want to see them? Something clenched in her belly. She had a bad feeling. 
“Uh, okay. Let me get changed though. I’ll try and hurry. Just wait out on the porch if you get here before I’m out.”
She heard Rainbow hum. “Alright. Still don’t know why I can’t come in. They know I’m one of your friends.”

Fluttershy sighed. “I’ll talk to all you girls about it later. Okay, I’m hanging up.”

She went to get changed and put her hair up. Summertime was brutal when one had thick long hair. 
She glanced at her phone when she grabbed her purse. Something was nagging her. 
Chrysalis was at work, that was normal. Sombra was at the library at this time. Again, normal.
Derpy, work, getting ready for a long vacation for the anniversary of her husband’s passing. A new event, but apparently a yearly thing she did.
She couldn’t help the anxiety at not knowing where Discord was. Or if he was safe. She was so scared he’d disappear or be taken and-
Her phone buzzed. It was a text from Rainbow saying she arrived. 
As she walked down the hallway, she had decided to try and call Discord. She’d grown more confidence at knowing she could. 
She dialed as she walked. 
It rang. 
Ringing.
Ringing.
It kept ringing. 
Voicemail.
Panic was crawling up her body. She tried again. Really, she shouldn’t be worried. He was a large man. 
She still tried again. Worse comes to worst she could apologize. 
It rang again. 
Again. 
The click she needed to hear!
“Dis-“ she began, but was cut off from a male voice that was not Discord.

“A girl’s voice? Who might you be, little lady?” He sounded young and she swore she could see a cat-like grin through the voice alone.

“Oh, I’m sorry. I thought I called Discord. I...must’ve not...” she pulled the phone away from her ear but it was Discord’s contact number.

She heard him snicker. “You’re looking for Discord? I could tell you if you give me your name.”
She went to reply, not with her name, but to ask politely for Discord to be put on, when she heard him squeak and the familiar voice she was hoping for began talking. “Capper, you fuckfaced feline, what have I said about touching my shit? Hm? Who are you calling? I swear if you’re using that to call Chrysalis again-“

Fluttershy couldn’t help the giggle that escaped. Capper scoffed and she could hear his mock offended tone.
“I have called no one! There is a sweet sounding lady on the phone. Not Chrissy, unfortunately.”
She heard Discord snort and movement. Discord must’ve taken the phone. “Fluttershy, everything alright?” His voice held concern and she couldn’t help her heart swelling at hearing his voice clearly.

She nodded but realized he couldn’t see. “I’m fine. I just...hadn’t heard from you. Which is fine! You can do what you want...it’s just, uhm...”

He sighed, his voice suddenly soft. She heard footsteps. She liked when his voice got soft. It made her belly warm. “Of course not, Fluttershy. I’ve just had work. The shifts have been long so I’ve been bunking here. I’m sorry to have worried you, dear. I should be back by the end of the week. I do have an idea you might like, but it’s a surprise until I see you again.”
She felt sad he wasn’t going to be back soon, but she was curious about the surprise. “That’s...okay. You know you don’t have to surprise me. But, Discord. Before you hang up, can you maybe try and call me when you can? It can be tomorrow or the day after, I just...worry and I...I miss you.” She blushed. “I can hear Rainbow at the door. Dean Celestia called us in for some reason.”

It was quiet for a bit, but she could hear his breathing. “As for Tia, don’t trust everything she says. She’s not as all compassionate as she leads her students to believe.” She could hear the hatred in his voice and she hoped one day she’d never be on that end.

“Okay. I won’t listen if I get a bad feeling. Thank you…uhm, say…can I steal a pillow?” She was brought out by his laughing.

He cackled and let out a couple snorts. “You win, you win, my dear. I miss you too...but don’t tell anyone that. Gotta get back.” He whispered that last bit and sighed.

He hung up. Her face felt like it was on fire. 
She opened the front door, Rainbow tapping her foot. She looked to Fluttershy with a brow raised. “Took you long enough. Why’s your face red? Not a summer cold is it?”

Fluttershy shook her head. “Sorry. And no, not a cold, just something I heard on the radio last night was an embarrassing story. So, do we know what Dean Celestia wanted?” She tried veering the topic.
Rainbow shook her head. “No. Kinda sucks, why does our Dean want to see us on a summer break?”
Fluttershy only nodded.
 

Fluttershy and her friends were at a lunch table that was set out in a gym area, but it wasn’t a gym. Just a small tiled area that took up space right when you walked in. 
There was a spot at the end for the Dean to sit. 
Fluttershy was facing Twilight, the order they sat was coincidental. 
“Uhm, Twilight? Why are we here?” She asked.

Twilight looked to her. “Dean Celestia said something about our group being the only one with people she could trust to do what she needed us to. She’s our Dean and has done so much for us, I figured of course we could help.”

Fluttershy deadpanned, almost raising one brow.
Dean Celestia came out with an old, jeweled wood box with intricate patterns carved into it, along with some papers in a file. 
“Hello, girls. Thank you for coming today and I know this is going to sound very strange, but first, do you trust me?”

Twilight nodded surely, the others as well, though not as enthusiastic. Fluttershy didn’t nod nor shake her head. Looking at the box made her uneasy.
Celestia smiled and put her hands together. “Good. This box has some things that have been given to me by someone important and they’ve chosen you six to be their bearers. It’s said they should only be used in a time where a great danger, an apocalyptic danger, is upon us. Strange things have been happening all around. Wildlife has been showing odd signs, the weather is erratic in some areas. Some deserts have turned to seas, disrupting the ecosystem. These have been acting up as well.” She lifted the lid to reveal six jewels.

One looked like a deep pink starlight, there was an orange apple, a deep violet diamond, a cerulean blue ballon, a red thunderbolt and a light pink butterfly with a chunk missing. They looked old and dusty. She could feel the magic containing them. “They are called ‘The Elements of Harmony’. You might not believe me, but they contain something called magic. It’s very powerful. Go ahead. Once you touch the one meant for you, it’s said something will happen.” Celestia held out the box to them.

Twilight reached and grabbed first. The deep pink starlight. 
The others, though a bit skeptical, reached. 
They all spoke, their words jumbling as they wondered what to do with the small jewels that they all seemed drawn to. 
Her friend’s jewels glowed, magic warping around them and turning them. Twilight’s a crown, the others turned to having gold necklaces with their jewel in the middle. The items moved themselves and latched onto her friends. They were all awe struck, whispering amongst each other excitedly and with amazement.

Fluttershy was the only one hesitant. She didn’t want to reach for it. She knew it was just a small butterfly shaped gem, but she was scared. Something told her to ignore it. “Don’t touch it.” It warned her.

“I think they’ve chosen wisely. Twilight, your’s is the Element of Friendship. Pinkie, laughter and fun, Rarity, generosity, Applejack, honesty, RainbowDash, loyalty. 
Fluttershy, your’s is kindness. Go ahead.” 
Celestia spoke like a smart but kind adult.

“I...I’m sorry. I can’t accept it.” Fluttershy said, putting her hands up in a placating manner. 
Her friend’s gasped.

“Why not?” Pinkie asked.

“It isn’t going to bite you, darling.” Rarity said with a flip of her wrist.

“C’mon now, Sugarcube. We all took ours.” Applejack tried to assure her.

“Can’t you trust us this once, Fluttershy?” Rainbow asked, a bit concerned and confused.

Fluttershy visibly bristled. Trust them?! Why can’t they trust her for once?

“Fluttershy. Dean Celestia is an adult and she’d never lead us astray. She knows what’s best for us. I mean, saving the world? Wow, it’s a scary thing, but to be trusted like that to save everyone? 
She has to know what she’s doing. Plus, as your friend’s you know if we did it you should too. You won’t leave us hanging will you?” Twilight said, an awe to her voice that made Fluttershy want to puke and she bristled further.

“Fluttershy, how’re things back at Ms. Hooves’ place? I haven’t heard from you about it in awhile.” Dean Celestia butt in.

Fluttershy didn’t mean to, but she fixed her glare on Dean Celestia. She heard Twilight whisper shout to her about what she was thinking making that face. 
“Everything’s fine, Dean Celestia. Thank you for asking.”

Celestia hummed, though she frowned a bit. “You’ve never been like this in all the years I’ve taught you all. Are you sure everything is going well? ‘He’s’ not having a bad influence on you, is ‘He’? Twilight has told me more about your living conditions.”
Her other friends gasped, but obviously too curious to stop it.

Fluttershy was confused. What did Twilight know? And why would she tell Dean Celestia? Fluttershy tried taking a deep breath. 
How she worded it made it sound bad. Made it sound like she wasn’t being cared for so dearly.
She put on a forced smile to their teacher. 
“I assure you, Dean Celestia, everything is fine.” She wasn’t going to bring up the “He” comment. That was between herself and the Dean. NOT her friends.

Dean Celestia sighed, smiling that wise adult smile. Fluttershy knew it was strained. “Please take the Element, Fluttershy. They can’t do it without you. The Elements have to work together to work.”

“Don’t be scared, Fluttershy. Nothing happened to us.” Twilight said, pushing the box more towards her.
She wasn’t scared. She was uneasy. She’s felt both and this was not fear. She didn’t care for magic much. She still wasn’t sure how she became a Vampire but she was starting to suspect it was magic. Magic complicated things. 
She didn’t need complications.
Maybe she could grab it and once out of sight, toss it? 
She gulped, reaching for it and held it in her palm. It was cold. She almost sighed in relief that nothing happened. 
She could feel it pulse in her palm weakly. She hid it by closing her hand. She wondered if something was wrong but she kept it to herself.

“Thank you, Fluttershy. No harm done.” Dean Celestia said.

“So what is the threat, Dean Celestia?” Twilight asked, sitting to attention.

Fluttershy rose her brow. They should’ve asked that BEFORE taking the gems.

“That’s why I have these. They’re old papers, the one who gave them to me said they’re old, saying what the threat could be if signs similar to this show.” She pulled out papers, some with drawings, others in beautiful hand written ink. “It’s not much, but there’s three magical signatures you need to watch out for. The first, The Red Smoke of Knowledge. The one wealding this is strategic and always hungry for more knowledge no matter the kind. If they can use it to their advantage, they will. Second, is The Green Static with Many Faces. They will be a master of camouflage. Using that to deceive and manipulate as they can mimic any body, any voice and any action a loved one could have. Thirdly, most dangerous of all, is Erratic Chaos. It’s very unpredictable but usually the one with it holds a lot of rage. There isn’t much written or known about it either. Hence part of the erratic nature of it. The only way to find them would most likely be individually or when they cause an issue. Simply because they can easily hide. I hope you can all find them before they cause any damage. I think that was all. I have a meeting with the new sponsor for our school here soon. You all are dismissed. I hope you’ll inform me of any clues. Good luck and be safe.” 
With that large amount of information dumped on them, Dean Celestia turned to leave.

Her friends stood first and began chatting. Pinkie and Rarity were talking about outfits and how cool it would be, like in movies and shows. 
Applejack was more cautious, Rainbow was all for it, saying she’d be a hero. 
Twilight stayed quiet, probably trying to think of how they could find them.
Fluttershy was petrified. She didn’t have to be a genius to figure out who the “prophecy” was speaking about. She’d seen all their powers and the color the magic associated with them. 
But they weren’t a danger! Dean Celestia’s papers HAD to be WRONG!
When she looked over towards Dean Celestia’s office, about to go and speak with her about not asking about Discord, she stopped. 
Inside the office, Dean Celestia was greeting and shaking the hand of Him. He must have been the sponsor. 
She felt a chill. She knew He was rich, had power, but why would He fund a school?
She shook her head. She couldn’t deal with them now. So far, he hasn’t caused any suspicious ruckus. So, she could focus on her roommates. 
Before she could do that, though, she wanted to get the talk with them over with. One less thing weighing on her chest. 
She gripped the gem tightly, feeling it pulse and as if a trick of the light, it sank into her skin. 
She didn’t like it! She couldn’t toss it now. Wait...
‘They only work if it’s together.’
That’s what Dean Celestia said. So... that could mean it wouldn’t work anyway, or, as long as Fluttershy doesn’t help, it won’t work. She sighed, feeling that weight off her chest and she almost smiled.
Now, the last thing she had to deal with was the talk with her friends. Fluttershy took a deep breath then let it out.
“Girls! Wait up! I need to talk to you!” Fluttershy ran up. She hoped they weren’t too mad. She was still annoyed, but she figured, she had to set boundaries. She hoped they’d understand.

They all stopped and waited. “Will it take long, Sugarcube?” Applejack asked, looking at her watch.

The others nodded, seeming they were busy as well. Fluttershy frowned. 
“Not really. Just a few things. Can all of you, you know, not just waltz into the mansion at anytime or if I don’t pick up? It’s not like with my...my family. Even though they know you’re my friends, it’s still rude because they live there too. Also...Twilight?” She looked to the violet haired girl, who was writing in a journal.

Twilight looked up for a second. “Yeah?”

Fluttershy got a bit closer. “What have you told Celestia? And do…do all of you think it’s right to be doing this? Just...doing what an adult says and accepting that she’s putting our lives in danger for something that could possibly not even be real?”

“Like she said, if we can get them before they do damage then we’ll be safe. This is for the world, Fluttershy. As for what I’ve told her, it was only because I wanted her advice. We’re worried about you in that place with adults none of us know.” Twilight put her hand on Fluttershy’s shoulder.

Fluttershy let out a breath. “I do understand your concern, but I’ve known Derpy since I was a child since she was friends with my parents. So I’m fine. She wouldn’t let me near adults if they were bad people.”

Twilight didn’t look convinced. “You’ve been staying as far from Chrysalis as you can right? I’m worried she’s a bad influence on you.”

Fluttershy’s eyes narrowed. She thought it was going to be an easy talk. Just let them know not to waltz in, see exactly what Twilight was telling Celestia and set that right or inform her she was fine, then done. She could go back to the house and fix up a great dinner. 
“What are you getting at, Twilight?”

Twilight sighed. “I mean, I saw the other night how that big guy held your face and you let him. I’m just worried you’re gonna...”

Twilight didn’t need to finish for Fluttershy to know what she was implying. She smacked Twilight’s hand away. “He held me to make sure I was okay, because I wasn’t feeling good.”

Twilight looked almost offended. “If that’s how you feel, then you shouldn’t have brought it up. We have a bigger problem to focus on.”

Fluttershy smiled but it was a forced one. “Ah, of course. We have to do whatever Miss Celestia says. Risk our lives and fight for no reason. How do we know the “prophecy “ is even real?”

Twilight was getting upset. “It’s DEAN Celestia and she knows what’s best. Plus, these things are magic! Actual magic! What she said has to be true. Why’re you fighting this so much?”

Fluttershy crossed her arms. “If it’s an issue, let her deal with it. I have to put my foot down, Twilight. I’m not risking mine nor my friend’s lives for this.”

Twilight glared, crossing her own arms. “I’m doing this to protect my friends and family. Sacrifice has to be made. I’d rather risk my life than lose hundreds. That’s why their doing it too! They have family and loved ones to protect against these forces out there bringing on the end of the world.”

Fluttershy’s nostrils flared. “Sacrifice has to be made? Do you even know the meaning of that? This isn’t a game, Twilight! But you know, I’ve kept you guys long enough. I have things to do.” She went to turn, seeing Rainbow was going to follow.

She heard a scoff. “I do know because unlike you, we have families we have to protect. But do you even know the meaning of that anymore?” Twilight said, the insult bitter in her tone.

Fluttershy’s breath stopped but kept walking. They had no idea what she had to sacrifice, only for it to be in vain.
She stopped when she felt a hand wrap around her wrist. She thought it was Rainbow but when she turned her head, it was a mad Twilight. Fluttershy could feel the heat from the gem on the crown.

“Don’t walk away from us, Fluttershy. Friends don’t walk away like that.”
Fluttershy turned so fast Twilight’s eyes widened. She grabbed Twilight‘s wrist with her other hand and yanked her out, letting go after. “Unless you want a fight, Twilight, leave me be, at least for now and I can assure you. You will lose the fight.”
She heard Twilight scoff, highly doubting it. Fluttershy didn’t say anything else and walked away. 
She just needed to cool down. They both did.
She hoped.

When she got back, she smiled, she enjoyed and put up the front of being fine as she made dinner with Derpy and when she knew Chrysalis would be back, she prepared a bath with relaxing bath salts for her. She packed away a great meal and good snacks for Sombra.
She was calming down. She was laughing and smiling.
So why did she still feel the lump in her throat? She never fought with them. 
She curled under a thick layer of Discord’s pillows and blankets in his hammock and tried breathing. 
She had to warn them when Discord got back. The whole magic powers bit, was much more complicated that they originally thought. 
The mark from the gem on her back burned, though little. She wondered if that was a good thing.

Chapter Text

Fluttershy was getting antsy. She paced around the living area. It was the end of the week and she had yet to hear from Discord. He never did call to check in. Her gut squeezed.
Ever since that cup of blood Chrysalis gave her, she hadn’t eaten. Not from lack of others being around, but simply she busied herself too much to just keep her mind off her friends.
She worked at the shelter, fed the animals in the park, even went swimming in the lake to see what she could find.
She looked to the clock, ‘3:00pm.’ She saw. Her phone went off and when she looked, it was RainbowDash calling.
“Rainbow?”
She answered. “Hello?”

“Hey, Shy. Can Pinkie and I come in? You are home right? We checked your usual hang out spots and didn’t see you. We,uh, wanted to talk? If that’s okay?” Rainbow sounded unsure.

Fluttershy wasn’t sure herself. But...both Rainbow and Pinkie were close to her. Rainbow and her had been friends since forever, back in kindergarten when Fluttershy was the tallest girl and was picked on for that and her shy demeanor. Pinkie and her met back in elementary school when Fluttershy invited the straight haired, sad looking girl to a sleepover. It was one of the first brave things Fluttershy had done and she was proud to have. Ever since Pinkie discovered parties, she’d had a nack for it and when middle school hit, her hair turned super curly. Rainbow would joke saying the parties put spring in it. She loved them both, this last year and a half had just been a strain.
“Okay. I’ll be to the door in a bit.”
She wasn’t sure what they wanted to talk about. If it was to apologize to Twilight, she’d have to decline.
She opened the door and sure enough, there was Rainbow in her work out wear and Pinkie in something crazy and fun.
“Hi, girls. Come in.” She moved to the side and they did.
Fluttershy herself was in leggings and a long tank top, she wore makeup to cover scars.
She ushered them to sit on the couch and she went to get them drinks. Rainbow looked uneasy and Pinkie looked guilty, her usually curly hair looking wavy.
She grabbed a soda for Rainbow and some pineapple juice for Pinkie.
“So what did you girls want to talk about?”
She sat in a big chair.
Rainbow held the can, apparently going first. “I was right there. Why didn’t you say anything?” She looked hurt.

So that was what it was about. “It wasn’t important. Just some memories. I had it under control...for the most part.”

Rainbow went to answer, but Pinkie jumped up and ran to Fluttershy, wrapping her in a hug. “I’m so sorry that happened, Fluttershy! At one of my parties too!”

Fluttershy patted her back. “It’s fine now-“

“Stop saying that, Fluttershy! Dammit, Shy, you’ve always been like that! Just let us...” Rainbow’s yell broke off into a watery whimper as tears gathered in the usually spunky girl’s eyes.

Fluttershy didn’t like seeing Rainbow like this. She understood, though. She wouldn’t want them doing the same.
She smiled sadly.
“I...it’s really okay now.”

Rainbow got up, “How is it okay, Fluttershy?”

She was getting heated and Fluttershy was getting panicked. She didn’t want to deal with it over again. She took a deep breath. “Rainbow. Really. At least this time I was fine enough to help clean and make it back here before anything happened.”

“What happened here?! And “this time”?!”Rainbow yelled.

Fluttershy maneuvered her hands past Pinkie and shook them rapidly, trying to get Rainbow’s attention. “No, no, no, Rainbow, you misunderstand. I was trying to say that I could be fine enough to make it back. I’m perfectly safe here.” She only realized how true those words were then. She was SAFE there.

Rainbow looked at her skeptically, about to bring up the other half of her question that Fluttershy didn’t acknowledge.
“What about Twilight seeing that big guy touching you?”

Pinkie piped up, moving away from her hug.
“Wait, what? I thought sideburn guy was it?” Rainbow cut in, shrugging her shoulders and looking to Pinkie.

Pinkie looked to Rainbow and tilted her head, confused.
“What?”

Silence.

Fluttershy looked between them. “Um...what are you guys talking about?”

Rainbow took out her phone and seemed to mess with it for a moment. Pinkie looked over her shoulder. “Ooohh. That. I just ignored it.”

Fluttershy got up and walked over. “What is it? What are you looking at?”

Rainbow bit her lip. “Uh...you’d tell us if you were dating anyone, right, Shy?”

Fluttershy blushed so pink it matched her hair, maybe darker. “W-WHAT? D-dating?! I-I-I’m not DATING anyone!”

Pinkie began to laugh at Fluttershy’s reaction.

Rainbow was not as easy. She sighed and handed her phone to Fluttershy. She looked uncomfortable.
Rainbow being uncomfortable made Fluttershy uneasy. She grabbed it and pressed play on the video. She went stiff as a board, the color draining from her face.
It was video, luckily no audio, of Sombra walking into her room the night of the party. It showed their easy body language that spoke of their familiarity to each other. Then when Fluttershy went up and kissed his cheek. Luckily the side she bit on was the opposite but to anyone else, or the camera, it looked like she was giving him hickeys. Him grabbing her hips as he winced, again, a face associated with something more naughty than what happened. Even how she held him, kissed his cheek the second time and how she smiled and he smirked.
To anyone else, it looked like something lovers did. It wasn’t what it looked like.
At all.
She loved Sombra, just not like THAT.
She opened and closed her mouth like a gasping fish. She tried explaining herself, but she didn’t know how. Really, she could lie. But not only would she feel bad for lying to her friends, she’d feel bad dragging Sombra in.

“You...might want to swipe over to the right to see the other thing...before speaking.” Rainbow added. She could hear Pinkie making a noise too. They apparently knew something she didn’t.

With a shaking hand she swiped, tears almost coming to her eyes at the video. This one was of the slumber party. It was shakier, taken off a phone vs what the previous video was taken on.
The audio suddenly blared, making Fluttershy jump.
It was her screaming her head off and by the limited moonlight in the room it showed the incident of Discord coming in, trying to calm her, her friends pulling her away, her screaming for Discord.
She swiped again when it stopped, Rainbow not stopping her.
It showed the shakier one again, same night, but it showed Discord sitting on the couch with a whimpering Fluttershy in his arms. He was shushing her, running one of his large hands through her hair, the other petting her hip where it was holding her against him. He was trying to reassure her it wasn’t real. The nightmares weren’t real.
Her lip began to wobble.
She did it once more, at Rainbow’s soft hand gesture.
This one was a picture. It was of the night of the party again. She was home. Discord was close, his hands cupping her face that looked so small compared to him. She saw the worry etched in his brows. His mouth was open, most likely talking. Her hands were lose against his wrists and she could clearly see the exhaustion in her eyes. It sent a chill down her spine.
She remembered what that looked like in a mirror.
Rainbow reached her hand out, meaning it was done.
Pinkie was close, wrapping an arm around her shoulder.
She looked to Rainbow, her lip a bit wobbly, but she refused to cry, even though she wanted to.
“What was all that? What was the meaning of it? Who the fuck took those?!” The more she asked, the louder her voice became.

Rainbow rubbed the back of her neck. “You said you weren’t dating anyone?”

Pinkie rubbed her arm. “So Twilight was right?” She asked.

Fluttershy froze. She looked to Pinkie. “What? Twilight said something?”

Pinkie didn’t grin. She looked away.

Fluttershy pulled out of her grasp, Pinkie reaching out. “Don’t...don’t do that, Fluttershy. She...Twilight said you must’ve been taking after that Chrysalis lady and-“

“She sent us these videos and the picture. She sent it to all of us. And...I don’t know for sure, but she might’ve showed it to Dean Celestia. That’s why we wanted to actually ask you if you were dating. We kinda wished you were.” Rainbow sounded so guilty.

Fluttershy felt like laughing. “So...hahaha...so it’s better if I was dating one of these older guys? It’s better than...what? Let’s see, if-haha-fuck! If Twilight sent those. If Twilight said I was taking after someone she called a “gold digging harlot”, then that means-hahaha! You two think it’d be better if I was DATING someone 2-3 years or 6-7 years older than me vs me being a WHORE to them? Versus me FUCKING them? What’s the difference?! And neither of you are mad at HER for taking those obviously without my consent? Really?” Fluttershy was gripping her hair and looking at Rainbow and Pinkie in shock.

Rainbow put her hands up placating. “Shy, no, just...please, we don’t have much information except for these and what we’ve witnessed. You’ve...changed. Ever since you came back one day, and even then, you weren’t yourself. Then we hear you moved in with people we didn’t know. Then you get hurt so bad we thought you were going to die. Then you began to be so stand-off towards us and defensive to these people we didn’t know. Then Twilight showed us these and we could only...” she trailed off.

Fluttershy could admit, she herself wasn’t being the best of friends. She wrapped her arms around herself, only for Rainbow to approach and hug her, Pinkie doing the same to them both. “Did you even look for us during last year, Dashy?” She whispered, her hurt feelings still sore but she was simmering.

Rainbow nodded. “For a bit. I even asked my parents for help. We couldn’t find you guys so we thought you guys went on a last minute vacation.”

“We even looked too. We tried looking on the bright side. I even planned a party for when you guys got back.” Pinkie added.

Fluttershy sighed. She wasn’t sure how much she was wanting to tell. But she knew she should. At least what she could without going into detail. Rainbow and Pinkie could be trusted. As long as she told them not to, they wouldn’t spill, she hoped.
She pulled away and wiped at her eyes. “Do you guys wanna sleep over tonight? Just you two? I’ll have to make everyone dinner tonight and everyone should be home, but I kinda want you guys to meet these people without the other’s opinions. Judge for yourselves what you think. I want to also explain a bit-at least what I can-of what happened when my family and I were gone for that year...and why I came back alone.” Her voice faded out a bit at that last part.

Pinkie squealed. “Oh, yes! Just like that time in elementary school! Well, not exactly exactly, cause you know, things did change, but you get the idea! I’m gonna go now and pack a bag and tell my aunt and uncle and I’ll be RIGHT BACK! I’m gonna bring super fun three amigo sleepover party stuff! This will be so fun! Ohhh maybe I can help with dinner! Wait, no, I’m terrible at cooking! Maybe we can make dessert!” She waved her arms wildly, her eyes glinting with excitement.

It had to be contagious because Rainbow was cackling and already had begun dialing her parents to ask. “Yeah, we’ll be back later. What time?”

Fluttershy didn’t actually expect clear answers so quickly. She smiled gently though. It was so them, it felt nostalgic. “Depends. Do you two want to help with dinner?”

Rainbow gave a look like Fluttershy was saying they were going to play dress up. Pinkie was already jumping a mile a minute trying to get out of there and decide what she wanted to bring.

Fluttershy sighed. It was a little passed 3:00pm then, their talk not taking too long.
“Hmm...how about around 8:00pm or 9:00pm? They get home late so dinner will be later. Plus then it’ll give you both time to take time packing. Oh! Maybe, if you both wouldn’t be too busy tomorrow, you can spend the night tomorrow too? We can see how tonight goes first though.”
She was getting excited but she had to remember she had other people to ask as well. Her mind wandered briefly back to Twilight. She wasn’t sure when she decided Fluttershy was an enemy.
“Hey, Dash, before you go, since Pinkie has, do you know what Twilight has against me all of a sudden? I mean, taking pictures, recording video from a hide-e-hole somewhere in my room. Videoing me having an attack. Bringing up...things...”

Rainbow rubbed her arm. “I’m not sure, Shy. It kinda began when you came to school again. Well, that’s not right. I’d say it was when you started acting different, then she got curious and became a bit obsessed with finding out what changed you. Then she saw you lived with Chrysalis and it got way worse. She wanted to prove you were sleeping with older guys or whatever. Maybe it was to get the people you lived with arrested? I’m really not sure, Shy. You’d have to ask her yourself. That’s just what I think, and you know we can’t just assume. Well, see you later.” She waved and with that, Fluttershy was alone with her thoughts again.

She paced, then when she reached her room, to make sure it was picked up, she, in a frantic paranoid fit, tore it apart, looking for any camera or microphone.
Upon finding none, she cleaned up.
She went to the kitchen after, looking around for what to make.
Using the leftover beef from the dinner the night before, she realized she could make stew.
She knew it was summer, but it was about to rain the next couple nights, so she thought making a nice hearty stew would be nice. It’d also be full of nutrients for the others. It wouldn’t be portable but hopefully there wouldn’t be leftovers or at the least very little.
Maybe she could make homemade biscuits or bread with it. She grinned and got to work.

Fluttershy was so wrapped up in her work and humming what little upbeat tune was in her head, she moved her hips to the beat, with the scent of the stew filling the kitchen, she didn’t even notice a certain someone had gotten back as her hands and arms and even some of her face and clothes were a mess of flour and dough and stew juice.
Fluttershy didn’t even hear him. She felt large hands against her eyes and her first reflex was to quickly elbow the person. But when she was able to turn out of the hands and open her eyes, she saw it was a chuckling Discord.

“If you’re wanting to disable and harm your attacker, Dear, you’re going to have to be quicker and elbow harder than that with another move ready when you turn.”

She just stared wide eyed. “Discord? I didn’t even smell you come in.” Her voice was quiet. She felt that lump in her throat. She hadn’t realized how much of her running off was also to distract herself from any bad thoughts about Discord’s whereabouts.
She remembered the picture of him holding her face. She wasn’t sure why. Maybe it was the fond, amused look he was giving her.
She reached up, her still being trapped between him and the counter, and cupped his face to mirror how he had, the best she could. Her hands though, couldn’t even cover half the span his could.
She saw him blush at the gentle treatment.

“Y-you can, uh, smell me when I come in? Hehe, my Dear, that’s...”he awkwardly stuttered out.

A breeze blew by from the cracked open window and Fluttershy got the full brunt of his scent. It had changed but not any less appealing.
Without thinking about it much, her teeth throbbing, the bitter venom pumping through her teeth and dripping onto her tongue, instead of cupping his jaw, she wrapped her arms around his neck to pull him down more.
She drank Chrysalis’ blood out of necessity. That was 4 days ago.

“You should either finish first or turn it off if you want a meal.” He was still blushing a bit, how Fluttershy pressed herself against him and pulled him down, it was more intimate than what he was ready for.

She whined in her throat but turned to finish dinner, or at least get the rolls rising and the stew simmering so the flavors could meld together. Her throat felt scratchy, her hand shook, and she knew her eyes had to be at least red.
From the corner of her eye she could see Discord helping. He was forming the rolls as she worked on the stew. She noted more wounds on his hands and her eyes widened at the fresh blood coming from his side.
“Discord! Your side-“ she began but he waved her off.

“I just got hurt at work was all. It was stitched, but your elbow opened them, I assume. I’m very much looking forward to this dinner, so maybe if I tell you a bit more about myself, you’ll continue cooking? Deal?” He said in a tone that didn’t even reveal a fraction of whatever pain he could’ve been in. She could see the blood slowly pooling against his shirt and the hem of his pants.

She gulped. She wanted it, but she nodded. More than wanting the blood, she wanted to check his wound. But hearing about him was worth her patience.

“I should probably ask what you want to know, first. Then I’ll know what I can avoiding telling.” He chuckled.

She gasped, turning to him, her teeth still sensitive. “That’s not fair!”

He reached over the island, him of course being big enough, and caressed her cheek with his flour and dough dusted hand. “It is. I realized, while away, that I don’t know much about you either. I know some things, as you to me, since we live together, but I know there’s things we both want to ask.”

She was beyond embarrassment and tilted her head into his hand, but again, she nodded and sighed. She knew he would bend whatever truth he had to if he wanted to avoid a straight on answer to something. Despite her hungry state, she had to be smart. “What EXACTLY, in full detail, like name, occupation and position do you work?”

His eyes widened at her wording but he quickly snickered. “Very smart, my Dear. But, I suppose a deal is a deal.” He removed his hand and continued his work on the bread. “I hope this doesn’t change your view of me. Also, any information we gather is between us, okay?” He winked.

She nodded, unsure but she trusted him.

He sighed, almost nervous. “I work the Underground. Weapon trade mostly. I work as muscle most the time. Others it’s to tweak out my work’s weapons so they can’t be easily used. Most underestimate my strength, though most are deterred by my size alone.” He didn’t look her in the eye for a while, maybe waiting for her response.

She had a feeling that wasn’t all. “What else? There’s more you do...right?”

He looked at her with wide eyes. “Yes. But I stay away from THAT part as often as I can.”

She simply looked at him. Waiting for him to continue. He noticed and sighed. “THAT part has to do with drugs. When they do use me for that half of work, it’s muscle. That only. I refuse to do anything else.”

She was silent, trying to process. Her precious Discord worked in the Underground. That’s why he left for days and sometimes came back hurt. “You don’t...you don’t do more...right?” Part of her was admittedly scared. Not of him. But...the only thing she knew of that world was the part her family was dragged and torn through.

“What do you think I do, Fluttershy?” His tone was quiet.

“I don’t know, Discord. That’s the problem. Your turn.” She looked away, focusing-supposedly-on the stew. He knew she was listening.

“What EXACTLY happened to your family?” She heard the water go, he must’ve been done.

She jolted at feeling his hands in her hips, his back body warm as it hovered near her back.
She took a shuddering breath, reaching to turn the oven on. “Different things. We were...gone...for over a year. God, it felt longer. I almost couldn’t believe it when I saw a calendar. We were held...in a different areas. Most of the time in a cold, moldy cellar. They’d...they’d make us...” she choked on her words. She took comfort in his hands. “There was a game. “Predator or Prey”, is what it was called. You’d pick one, then you’d take your role. We were able to get away with hurting each other, instead of killing, as the name implied. I think it was because the “Boss” had a soft spot for...” She shuddered, letting go of the ladle and scratching at her arms.
She gasped when he kissed the back of her head. “The Game, was only the beginning. Discord...please...do I have to go into detail?” She whimpered, memories bubbling.

He shook his head. “I’m sorry, my Dear. I didn’t realize it wasn’t just an accident. I’ll stop.” He wrapped her in his arms.
He worked that world. He didn’t know specifically what part of it her family was dragged to or what horrors they faced exactly. He wanted to know more, but at that rate, she was going to go into a panic attack similar to the one at the slumber party.
“I simply help with weapons and muscle for the drug rings. That’s all. I refuse to do those things myself, even alcohol. I don’t seem like the type, huh?” He tried making it a bit light.

She looked into his eyes and she believed him. “They’d drug us. Especially me, since I’d fight back.” Her voice was quiet.
She felt his grip on her tighten and she felt a strange surge of magic but it went away when she felt him take a deep breath.

He picked her up, turning the stew on low. She wrapped her legs around his middle, not sure what he was thinking. He didn’t go far, just placing her on the counter, then she was maybe a few centimeters taller.
“That night. The night of the party, you said-more like asked- how long I’d be here. How long until I left you. You’re a minx you know.” He chuckled sadly at the end.
It seemed he kept trying to lighten it up without going off topic. She gulped, running her hand up the side of his neck. Her legs were still loosely hanging against his side, the one side with the injury, ignored or forgotten. She felt him shudder at her touch. “Fluttershy, what did I say about...touching?”

She could feel his pulse jumping against her fingertips. “Did you ever answer me? That night?”
He shook his head. “I didn’t know how. I still don’t. I can’t promise anything. I can’t tell you no, that I won’t, because the future is as erratic as possible. I didn’t say yes, because it’d be a lie to me too.” He looked her in the eyes and her breath caught at the gentle look. “You’ve worked your way in somehow and I don’t like it. I don’t like there’s someone waiting for me after I leave work. That I have a reason for it.”

“Do you...want me gone? Do you truly not like me waiting for you?” She searched and he let out a breathy chuckle.

“Do you want the truth or denial?” He laughed.

“No need. Your answer alone was what proved it. You said you had a surprise?” She wondered if she could veer off topic. It was getting too intimate. It made her body feel odd and hot.

He nodded. “I worked enough to take you and whoever you chose to a beach on the coastline. I thought...some summer fun might do you some good. As long as you take a break once in awhile.”

She smiled fondly at him. “You didn’t have to. You’ve already done so much for me. And I have one for you too. More like a question, now that I remember. So, I invited Rainbow-you know, the rainbow haired one- and Pinkie-the really curly other pink haired one- over tonight. I wanted them to meet you guys with their own eyes. Not the ones by a nosy, picture taking, Twilight.” She muttered that last bit but he still heard.

“What pictures?” She felt a chill at seeing his eyes beginning to glow.

“They didn’t know, Discord. They wouldn’t have known. I already brought it up to them, don’t worry. Please.” She touched his cheek. He looked away, angrily. She didn’t expect him to be so mad about it.
How much did he care about her?

“What pictures, Fluttershy?” His tone was that deep warning tone that sent a harsh chill through her.

She sighed. “Twilight put a hidden camera in my room and it videoed me feeding on Sombra. Though to the video it looked like I was marking his neck in hickeys. I love him, but not like that.” She muttered.

“That all?” He sounded like he was about to laugh about it, but didn’t.

She shook her head. “No. Then it was of the slumber party and it was you comforting me back to sleep and then...there was a picture of the night of the party. When you were holding my face in your hands. To them...”

“It looked like you were more than just roommates with these two older guys?” Discord filled in, his brow raised.

She nodded. “I don’t care if they assume that kind of stuff. It’s not true and even if it was, it shouldn’t change my friendships with them. I just feel like if at least one of them knew how well all of you were treating me, then maybe they could convince the others. And Celestia too, if Rainbow was right.”

She felt him look right at her. “What do you mean by “and Celestia too”?”

He was getting angry and she could feel it running off him. It made her heart race with the magic she could feel pulsing around them. “Rainbow...thinks Twilight told Celestia about the videos. That’s why, the day we went to talk to her...she had...actually asked me if you were a bad...influence.” Her hunger was acting up again in reaction to the heat he was giving off, making her pant slightly. She saw in his eyes, that her own were red and slit. She wanted his blood.
She tried curling in a bit but it just made her legs squeeze against his sides.

He seemed to be more mission oriented. “What did you tell her?”

Fluttershy leaned forward and rubbed her cheek against his. She needed to do something. For some reason, this was worse than the first time she ate from him. “I said everything was fine. I didn’t...want to specify and acknowledge what she was implying towards you. Sometimes...in reality, I feel like I’m the one taking advantage of you guys.”

Discord pulled her away as she whined and he caressed her face. “You’re not.” He chuckled. “Though it seems you don’t care at this point. Did you not eat while I was gone?”

She nodded, here eyes hooded. “I did. Sombra at the party and Chrysalis gave me a small cup a few days ago. That was different than this. Discord, what’s happening to me?”

Discord chuckled, observing her. “I’m not sure. I’m not privy to women, nonetheless Vampire women. Come on. We’ll continue cooking after.” He tilted his neck, giving her more access.

Fluttershy felt like she was going crazy. She could still feel his magic pulsing around them and her back was burning.
All of her was.
She slowly wrapped her arms around his neck and nosed at the pulse.
She knew he didn’t like it, but she nuzzled around there and through impulse she nipped under his jaw.
From the corner of her eye, she saw his nails dig into the counter, the granite top cracking with colorful veins under his palms. It sent a chill down her spine.
She knew she didn’t have to worry about being clean with him. She gave the area a lick and sank her teeth in, but unlike with Sombra, she bit into Discord slowly. She wanted to feel her teeth puncture his flesh and dig into his veins.
She heard him make some noise, but he didn’t pull or push her away. As she drank, she moved one hand to rub her thumb against his cheek. She saw he was blushing. She was probably no better.

“That’s probably plenty for now, my Dear.” He whispered.

Her eyes flew open and she unlatched quickly, causing him to hiss at the pain. Seeing because of her impulsive pull away, it was still bleeding, she quickly leaned down to try lapping up as much as she could. “I’m sorry. I...kinda got lost in it.”

He rose a brow at her. “What does that mean?”

She gulped but her eyes landed on his lips. “I-uhm-I don’t know.” She looked away. “Can I get down now?”

“I’m not dumb, Fluttershy. You know I can’t do it. You might not get in trouble, but I would. We’re already pushing it.” He rubbed his thumb against her bottom lip, wiping some blood that was there.

She gasped. “Please? Just one small one?”

“I don’t know why you’d want to.” He sighed, looking away.

“I...I keep thinking...I don’t want His lips being the only ones mine touched. I want...to know what a wanted kiss...feels like.” She said quietly and breathless.
She looked into his still glowing yellow eyes. She didn’t see disgust. She saw genuine confusion. She smiled small, though her body was buzzing still. “You have no idea how wonderful you are.”
She whispered as she brushed her fingers against his cheek and up his cheekbone.

He looked genuinely confused. Like the thought of someone wanting something like that from him, was baffling. “I think you’re looking for things about me that aren’t there. I’m far from a knight or a good person. I’m not worth a penny, Fluttershy. You shouldn’t associate attraction with what you feed on.”

“Will you tell me why you’re against it?” She wanted to know his thought process.
She went through Hell during that year. Ever since she saw Him at the school, knowing he had to be keeping an eye on her, she wanted to at least erase his lips from her’s. Replace it with a memory of whatever Discord’s lips could feel like. She knew she could go to anyone. Hell, if she told Rainbow, she’d probably kiss Fluttershy. But she didn’t want just anyone’s.
Seeing there was still flour on the counter, she bit her lip. He could get mad at her later. She grabbed a hand full and tossed it at Discord. He jolted in shock and was about to probably pin her to do it back, but as she jumped down, taking the advantage he gave her by backing up, she lightly brushed her lips against his, getting some flour on her lips too, she applied little pressure and hopped down.

She was blushing hard. When she looked to gauge his reaction, he had looked over to her in shock, eyes wide and the deepest blush she’d ever seen on him. It made her feel proud.
She smiled, going to put the rolls in the oven, looking back at him over her shoulder. “When I turn 18, it’ll be your turn to kiss me. Now, go get patched up.”
She was surprised she could even speak.

She put the rolls in the oven, thinking Discord had left, until she felt him lean down, his breath against her neck, and he gave her a kiss on her pulse point. “We’ll see who wants to go, then pack tomorrow for the trip.” He nuzzled the crook of her neck. She could feel his blush. “I hope you realize what you’re getting into, my Dear.” He gave one last feather light kiss to her shoulder and she heard him walk away.

Once she knew she was alone, she blushed so pink it was red. She wanted to scream, her lungs felt tight but she couldn’t help the smile she broke out in to. She smiled so hard, it actually hurt. She could barely hear the shower starting from upstairs.
Fluttershy realized. She hoped he knew how to stitch up his wound. She never even saw how big it was.
Turning the stew up, she heard the door bell.
It was Rainbow and Pinkie who greeted her and brought their things to her room.

They chatted as they waited for Chrysalis and Sombra and Derpy to get back.
While they waited, Fluttershy had talked to them about, vaguely, with less detail than what Discord got, what happened.

Pretty much she explained, they got taken, held against their wills for a year, her family was killed and because of her smart thinking, she got away.
It wasn’t nearly the whole story and she might’ve underplayed a lot, but she wasn’t in the mood to be a downer.

Rainbow had cried and apologized, though she had no reason to. Pinkie tackled her and cried too.
They had their moment. She knew they’d probably chat more later through the night.
When everyone was home, that’s when Fluttershy and with the help of Rainbow and Pinkie, set the table. They rarely used it, since rarely anyone was home at the same time.
They all chatted, Pinkie striking up a conversation with Chrysalis and Rainbow actually found out a decent conversation she could have with Sombra. They were talking about what Rainbow could do to increase her velocity on the track.
Fluttershy tried reaching the bowls, the ones she wanted were in a higher shelf. She startled when she felt heat on her back and a long arm reach to grab them for her. Discord smelled so much like himself-of course- it was a punch to her nose and a light blush dusted her cheeks.

“You could just ask for someone-me-to grab things on the higher shelves. I’m guessing you want to invite your two little friends along?” He asked, helping set out dishes.
He was obviously trying to not acknowledge what happened. She went along with it. What happened between them, was their own.

“If that’s okay. Just one night isn’t going to help them see how wonderful you all are. I know they’ll like you guys. Um...how are we getting to the coastline?” She asked.

He chuckled deeply. “Capper, the guy you talked to on the phone, he has a huge RV camper thing. He said we could use it if he could come along. Don’t worry. He’s not a creep. Unless you’re Chrysalis, then yes he is. Hahaha. Don’t worry, my Dear. If anyone tries to do anything to you, I’ll kill them.” He moved to set the bowls and plates down, when he noticed the blush on her face. “My Dear...what exactly did I say to make you blush?”

She squeaked. “N-n-nothing! I’ll go serve up the bowls!” She “ran” away, blush still on her cheeks.
She was NOT about to admit that the idea of him killing for her was an attractive thought.
Fluttershy both felt sad and so happy, when everyone was sitting at the table, eating and chatting. Chrysalis stealing the roll Discord had been eyeing, Pinkie trying to break Sombra out of his science oriented mind to try and think creatively. Rainbow talking to Derpy about something.
It felt like a family dinner. Her happiness outweighed what tears might’ve fallen.
Sombra and Pinkie decided to do the after dinner clean up. She’d ask them once everyone was in one spot.


She was sitting in the couch with Discord, him on one end but his legs propped up and over hers. Rainbow had kept pointing out that Fluttershy wasn’t his foot rest, getting annoyed the longer Discord ignored her.
Fluttershy went and gently ran her hand up his side to see if the wound was okay.
He grabbed her wrist, a warning in his eyes.
She nodded. He must’ve got it well enough. She wondered if they had anything for pain.
When they were all settled, still just talking, Fluttershy then brought up about Discord’s idea to go on a vacation.
Chrysalis was game, she had vacation days saved up. Sombra could, he was far along enough in his classes he could do it. Derpy had to decline. She was still saving up for her own vacation to take in the anniversary of her husband.
Rainbow and Pinkie said they’d have to ask their parents/relatives.
All in all, Fluttershy was exceedingly happy. There was that little ball in her gut though, that had to wonder when the ball would drop.
With a tug on her hair, she looked over, seeing Discord try and get her attention. He smiled at her and that little ball of fear, went away.
She grinned back as Rainbow witnessed something she’d never seen.
Rainbow looked to Pinkie. Rainbow with horror and Pinkie with conspiring glee.

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Capper was fun, Fluttershy had to admit. Watching the weird flirt/deny advances thing him and Chrysalis had going was cute.
Rainbow kept looking at her weird, though, like trying to figure something out. Fluttershy left it.
Plans had changed a bit. They had to wait a couple more days then Sombra couldn’t come with, having a sudden list of assignments his teachers piled on him.
So it was her, Chrysalis, Rainbow, Pinkie, and the only two guys, Capper and Discord.
She was taking plenty of pictures though. Capper apparently worked intel in their job, that’s how him and Discord knew each other.
Their banter was funny too. Even though the camper was huge, they agreed to do hotel rooms. The girls would share one larger room and the guys their own.
Fluttershy wouldn’t dare open her mouth to complain. Though she did steal one of Discord’s pillow cases to put on her pillow just in case of nightmares.
Yes, she knew it was kinda creepy...but she’d rather do that, then risk nightmares when they were in a strange place.

They got to the coastline early in the morning, at the end of the week. They’d spend the weekend there.
After they got checked in and settled, they split off.

Chrysalis took Discord by the ear to show him “some god damn fashion sense” and Capper obviously went with, camera on hand ready for blackmail.
Which left the teens to do their own thing.

Fluttershy wore a large brim summer hat and sunglasses to help with her Vampirism.
They went to shops, chatting like old times. How Rarity would like this dress, Applejack would’ve loved that food, Twilight would’ve loved these local books.

Rainbow snorted. “I bet that tall loser would like this.” She pointed to a deep grey crochet hat with two different horns (antlers?) on top. One blue wavy one and a more deer like one. It had the strings in the side, like those snow hats that go over the ears.

Fluttershy puffed out her cheeks. “He’s not a loser, Dash. He’s...really cool.” She blushed hard. “But yes...he would. I’m gonna get it for him!” She smiled and Rainbow face palmed. Her intent of torment failing.
Pinkie just giggled, hopping along and picking out little things for her cousins.

“Look, Dash. A cool scooter for Scootaloo.” Fluttershy pointed as she ran up to pay for the hat. Only after did she realize, did Discord even wear hats? She never saw him do so. But she really liked it.

They spent most of the day, till it neared where the sky was turning orange, shopping and running along the beach. They got some little things for their friends and Rainbow and Pinkie got for their families. Rainbow started to tan fast, Pinkie burning and because of her precautions, Fluttershy didn’t do either.

She got Sombra some books, as a “sorry you couldn’t come” and she found a beautiful green gem bracelet for Chrysalis. If Discord didn’t like the hat, she’d find him something else. She got some outfits Derpy could wear on her own trip she’d go on in a week after they returned.

When she talked to Chrysalis, they were to all meet up in the middle of the strip to get dinner.
Her and Rainbow and Pinkie got there first, their gifts beside them.

“Hello, ladies. Thanks for waiting for your wonderful friend such as myself.” Capper said, tilting his cap and grinning. Chrysalis and Discord were behind him, walking towards them. Chrysalis looked pleased with herself and Fluttershy froze, seeing Discord and what he had been changed in to.

Chrysalis had successfully changed him from his weird shirt and pants mix to a casual formal outfit. A white button up, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, revealing the muscles on his forearms. A deep brown silk vest and pants that matched, the legs rolled up enough so no sand could get on them. He still wore his sandals, refusing to wear normal shoes, plus, Chrysalis explained they didn’t have his shoe size anyway.

That had Rainbow cackling. Capper was still amused, most likely having laughed before they met up.
Chrysalis examined her work, still disappointed but also proud at what she accomplished.
Discord rubbed the back of his neck, embarrassed with a light blush on his cheeks.

Fluttershy couldn’t breathe. She couldn’t move. Images flashed in Fluttershy’s mind, not just of him standing there in...THAT either. It still involved the outfit, just...with blood splattered on it, some dripping down the silk or dripping down his skin onto it, or staining the white, or tears or her pulling the collar just low enough...She got redder and her face felt hotter with each image as she stayed silent and just stared.
She wasn’t even sure WHY him in that outfit was bothering her so much.

She squeaked and jolted, almost going to hide her face, when she suddenly realized he was closer, a look of concern on his face. “Fluttershy, are you okay? Too much sun?”

She shook her head rapidly, almost dizzy. “I’m fine!” Her voice was high pitched with embarrassment.

“Let’s eat!” Pinkie saved her by announcing. Fluttershy breathed a sigh of relief.
Rainbow looked like she just saw her parents kissing, as the others snickered, Discord looking confused.
Fluttershy was half listening as they listed off places. She was finally calming down when Chrysalis mentioned no fancy places. Discord wouldn’t fit in. Whatever that meant.

“Oh, contrare, my lovely beetle, Discord cleans up nicely in a three piece. He hates it, but sometimes it’s necessary for work. Though...he always does remove the tie. I wonder if he’d wear it for a special someone.” Capper argued, shrugging and grinning mischievously, but side glancing at Fluttershy at the last bit of information.

Fluttershy tried thinking of something else but it was too late. The picture was in her mind and she blushed harder and just as bad as she was a bit earlier.

“You speak like I’m not here, feline. Ties are suffocating and of course when Boss has appointments, I’m going to dress how he says. I’d never have someone like that, so I’m not sure why you’d bring it up.”Discord argued, annoyed at his coworker.

Fluttershy would say on the contrary but she was far too gone in embarrassment to respond. But she did realize, that was the second time Discord called him “cat”. To get off the embarrassing topic only she was having a problem with, she looked over.
“Why do you call him “feline”?”

Discord rolled his eyes. “Simple, my Dear, it’s because he’s the crazy cat guy. His work space is nothing but his, what, 50 cats?” He looked over.

Capper scoffed. “Now that’s not quite true. I live in a cat heavy area and it just so happens plenty of strays just...come over. You’re one to talk. Everyone gags at what you bring for food. Or what you do with what you bring from home. And your weird fashion sense. You also get on weird topics and begin stating horrific tales when the Boss brings in some extra merch for everyone. Zecora still won’t touch a chainsaw, and don’t get some started on the youngin’s you’ve scarred from any drugs, Dissy.”

Discord rolled his eyes and Chrysalis snorted, along with Rainbow and Pinkie.

“”Dissy?” Is that what they call you?” Chrysalis kept cackling.

Discord blushed. “It’s just what Capper here calls me. I found it’s best to ignore him.”

Capper let out a loud “hah”. “No, it’s not just me. Aside from the youngins, mostly everyone, including Boss, calls you that. If I may,” he cleared his throat, he deepended his voice. Discord looked about ready to punch him, “”Dissy, we have an appointment with Perron at 5am, make sure you’re not wearing that freaky shit,” Capper then tried terribly to imitate an accent, “Dissy, the battle made the area messy, you should clean it up before the younglings upchuck.” He then looked right in Discord’s face, challenging him to deny it.

Discord was still blushing but he had a look of utter annoyance, like if Capper were closer, he’d bash his head in a wall or just sock him a good one.

Fluttershy giggled in her hand. She wondered how well he responds to the nickname. She would ignore the new information she learned and save it for other times. Times where she could listen to him tell whatever stories they would become, because of course they’d be wonderful, silly, overdramatized tales. She bit her lip. “Dissy?”

She wasn’t sure if it was her tone or just the name, but she saw his blush deepen and he looked over, responding to her calling him. “Yes, Dear?”

Her own blush got darker and she thought she finally found out where her teen hormones went.
The stupid things had waited. They waited years and she thought she was safe. She thought she was one of the few who didn’t get crazy, but she was wrong!
They had apparently waited until this day and when Discord was in a suit-like outfit and his voice sounded nice in her ears, and when his beautiful yellow eyes looked at her with such gentleness-to be like this!

She could tell he was trying to not let his voice falter and the other two adults knew it too because they tried stifling their snickers. She went to respond but Rainbow cut her off.

“Why the fuck do you call her “Dear?” That’s like the fourth or whatever time I’ve heard you call her that.” She crossed her arms defiantly.

Discord rose a brow, his shade returned to normal. He shrugged. “No idea, but I’m sure it’s not your business what I call her or my reasons why.”

“Well, that’s not her name and it’s weird for an adult who’s just her pal to call her that. So stop it. It’s also creepy, man.”
Rainbow stood tall, she moved almost in front of Fluttershy.

The change in the air was immediate. She knew they probably couldn’t feel it, but she could.
Discord crossed his arms, it was obvious it wasn’t what Rainbow said, that ticked him off. He wasn’t really someone to let a name like “creepy” effect him.

She did notice how Rainbow’s body language spoke. It was something she’d do when they were kids, to shield Fluttershy from harm or who she seemed a threat.
That was it!

Fluttershy moved from behind Rainbow. She wanted to go grab Discord’s fingers, to assure him that she didn’t mind it. But she stopped herself. “Actually, Dashy, I don’t mind the name. So...I think we’re all hungry so we should go get dinner.” She smiled sweetly to try and placate her longest friend.

Pinkie took charge, helping Fluttershy and the other two distract and get to a different topic.
Fluttershy sighed. If Discord and Rainbow were going to be near each other, they had to learn to get along.

Dinner was pleasant. She sipped on a water as everyone ate. Forced by Pinkie and Rainbow she had a nibble of theirs. They had went to some hole in the wall steak place.
The table was lively and so much so, Fluttershy couldn’t get a word in to talk to Discord about his day. He wasn’t talking much either and kept glancing at her.
She smiled at him though and she grinned wider when he returned it, a fond grin of his own curling at the corners of his lips.

She was running again. She kept slipping on mud and wet grass. Late Spring. She was purposely being loud. Panting, smacking her feet as loudly as she could on the wet and practically splashing in the puddles.
She was suddenly tackled from the side, the breath knocked out of her and she grunted, though she’d recognize the blonde hair and lanky figure of Zephyr any day.
He panted too, sitting up over her, the knife glinting in moonlight.
“Come on, Zephyr. You can’t just tackle me-hurry!”
She hissed through her teeth, hearing the hunting dogs nearing. If he didn’t hurry, the dogs would break his arm again.
She saw the tears in his eyes, the panic and fear.

“B-but, Shy! I-I can’t!” His voice cracked. He tried and failed to whisper.

She kissed his head and grabbed the hand that had the knife. She forced him to look her in the eye. “Zephyr. You HAVE to. They...I don’t want them drugging you again...or worse. Just fucking stab me. It doesn’t have to be fatal, just DO IT. NOW!”

She crossed her arms against vital areas and he lifted his hand, bringing it down fast into her arm.
Zephyr choked on a sob and with hot tears down his face, he repeated it over and over. With some of the deeper ones, she cried out, it was hot. The blade burned when it hit her skin and sliced through like she was warmed butter.
It hurt.
Hearing Zephyr’s screams were worse.
She knew part of it was he was scared and frustrated.
She was too.
He finally dropped it, a loud gurgling cry breaking through his already roughed up voice.
“I’m sorry! I’m sorry, Shy! I’m sorry! Forgive me!”
He went to try and make sure he didn’t hit anything fatal.
She knew he didn’t. She felt sluggish but she stayed awake, even with tears streaming down her cheeks, she made sure not to look too upset at Zephyr.
She may have been only a couple years older, but she acted like she was more than that.

They heard the dogs snarling close by and one of the Hunters came.
“Ah-you got her good, Pin Cushion. Good. Now c’mon! Time for your next dose.”

Fluttershy was suddenly over her brother, her head turned towards the Hunter. “No! He-he did good, like you said and he even did it multiple times! He gets to go back unharmed!”
She felt Zephyr cling to her, whispering pleas.

The Hunter never did like Fluttershy. Maybe it was because she gouged out his eye at the first chance she got. He grabbed her by her hair and pulled her off, or at least tried to. She dug her fingers into the wet roots underneath, boxing her cut up limbs to protect Zephyr.
“Move it, Doll. Our chemist has a new batch they wanna try and Pin Cushion always been the best subject so far. As for you an’ your not listening, maybe we should see if the Boss wants to see ya?”

“Why can’t you guys just let us go?! What did we ever do?!” Zephyr cried.

The Hunter chuckled. “Ya can blame yer sister there, Welp. If it weren’t for the Boss liking her, y’all wouldn’t be in this mess.”

Using the lapse in their defense, the Hunter pulled Fluttershy by her hair again and pushed Zephyr along.
She had to lean on him as the blood loss made her weaker.
Zephyr tried to both hold her tight and hold her loosely.
“I know he’s lying. You’d never do something to hurt us.”

By the time they trudged back, someone else came and took Zephyr away. Fluttershy screamed and screamed for them to leave him alone.
Truthfully, she was scared. She was frightened to her bones.
Without taking her to get patched up first, she was blindfolded and dragged, pushed and snapped at to continue.
She couldn’t stop the tears.
A door opened.
Smoke filled her nose and she gagged.
Even when the blindfold was taken off, she glared.
Boss had walked over, obviously upset, his deep blue eyes glaring cold.

“What did I say about being careful with her? Look what you’ve done.” The most he sounded annoyed.

“It was the little lab rat who did it. We was just following and making sure they played.” The Hunter made the excuse.

Boss clicked his tongue. Fluttershy’s eyes didn’t leave him for a moment.
He looked back, thinking. It was his grin that made Fluttershy feel dirty.
“I suppose we’ll have to work around it. As long as her face isn’t touched, she’ll be worth something. Now...have your wounds made you more docile?”

He went to touch her cheek, the feeling of bugs crawling already there before his hand got close.
The Hunter almost warned him, but she was faster. She went to bite his hand, she missed though, she hiked her shoulder up the best she could.
Boss hummed. Then he grinned and wrapped his hand around her throat.
She stilled at the pressure.

“That’s better. Seems we could up the anti. You will learn to obey me.”

She felt the needle then he played with her hair, getting the wet leaves out. “See? As docile as a pretty little Doll.”

The room was too hot. Her eyes opened wide and she sat up. She needed air.
She saw Pinkie had stolen her pillow as they’d shared a bed.
Air.
She got up, still in pajamas, she slipped her shoes on and went outside.
She tried itching at her skin as best she could.
The hotel was near the beach, Discord had surprised them with that earlier.
Feeling the salty, chilly wind against her felt nice.
Her eyes caught something near one of the large rocks overseeing the ocean.
She’d recognize that tall man anywhere. Smiling, she walked over, trying not to be blown over by the wind. She forgot her jacket.

“Hi. Can’t sleep?” She asked when she got close. He startled and looked up, a peppermint stick hanging out his mouth.
She quickly saw in the moonlight under his eyes were red.

Discord silently observed her for a second before he held out his large hand, palm up. “Need company?” He asked around the candy.

She put her hand in his gently and he took his time wrapping his fingers around her’s and waited.
He wasn’t going to pull her. She could choose.

He’d always done that. Every embrace, every touch, was suggested.
She walked over and sat between his legs, her back as close to him as she could. He made a strangled noise. Surprised.
She knew her movements were slow, but he was patient.
Her action was bold. He didn’t reject her.

She turned her head to look at him. He was still moving the peppermint stick around.
“What are you doing?”

He looked to her with his eyes, not moving his head which was staring straight. “Making a peppermint shank. Want one?”

He pulled one out , it still wrapped. She choked out a small huff of laughter. “Peppermint in summer?” She took it though. She stared at it for a time. “My brother...Zephyr and I would do these every year when fall turned to winter.”

She allowed herself to be encased in his embrace. His legs trapped her as his arms encircled her own, and her body, forcing him to lean forward slightly to be comfortable.
She briefly wondered if there was the possibility of her disappearing into his arms and never being found again.
She took a deep breath.
She glanced back at him again, he was being unusually quiet, and saw his eyes were still wet and underneath was still red. His nose was red too.
She wondered if he’d been crying?
She unwrapped the candy some, only enough for the amount she was going to sharpen.
He was always there to comfort her. She knew he had to have nightmares too...right?
“Do you wanna talk about it? Y-you don’t have to. It’s just...you’re always there for me and I...I want to be here for you too.”
She blushed and focused on her task.

He wrapped her tighter in his arms. Sometimes she forgot how strong he was, despite his lanky appearance. “This okay?” He asked, his voice quiet.

She nodded. “Yes. Is this okay for you?” She asked in turn.

He only nodded, his chin bumping softly against the top of her head.
Only when she stayed still, looking out into the ocean, enjoying the beauty of it they could see, did she feel his slight tremble. “Cold?” She asked and turned her head a bit, only to stop short.
His brows were furrowed, eyes glinting with tears and glowing in the moonlight.
He was trying not to cry.
He clenched his jaw so tight the candy broke, part of it landing in the sand between them.

She scooted farther back, laying her head against his chest. She could hear his heartbeat.
She slowly and gently reached one hand up, hesitant in case he didn’t want it, and ran her knuckles against his jaw gently, a feather light touch, before placing her hand against his cheek, feeling it wet.

She waited. Hell, she didn’t even know if he would talk. She was there either way, like he was to her.

“I thought I could run from it.” His voice rasped.

She looked up, a few tear drops dripping on her face. Her heart hurt for him...but there was a strange feeling too. She knew the feeling because they both were going through it. For different people, but the same.

“You can’t...all you can do...is face it, I think. Not alone, though. E-even if... if no one else will...I-I will. So...it’s-its okay.” She rubbed her thumb against his cheekbone.

It seemed to help, because he began to chuckle, no more tears but it was obvious he was crying. He looked down, finally realizing he dropped his peppermint stick, it covered in sand and now some bugs.
“Ah, no. I didn’t have anymore. Haha. Oops.” He removed one arm from her and wiped furiously at his eyes.

She took the one out of her mouth, not thinking about it, and put it to his mouth.
Only when he took it, did they both realize what had happened.
He must’ve felt the sharp tip she had worked because he blushed fast and so red, she thought he’d pass out.
She was no better. Only after had she realized it was an indirect kiss.
She spluttered and flailed her arms, unsure what to do. She couldn’t take it back now!

He seemed to be thinking, his blush growing darker. Then he sighed, leaning his head down, he took off the rest of the wrapper.
She looked at him, unsure what he was wanting.
He clenched his jaw tight, her seeing the muscle there. He averted his gaze.
“Bite de oter en tiht.” He spoke around the stick and his jaw.
She gulped, but listened. Using his shoulders as a push off, she leaned up and bit hard on the rounded part of the cane.
He was already so close, her heart was hammering fast and her face felt hot. He tilted his head down hard and fast so it broke the candy in two pieces.
But before she could pull away, he leaned forward and brushed his lips against hers, obviously a kiss, but not a actual one. He pulled away fast, covering his face with his hands in embarrassment.

She squeaked around the candy in her mouth and tried asking why, when she remembered her question she asked in the kitchen. “A small one.” Is what she’d asked.

He did just that. In the safety of night, in the comfort of each other.
He side glanced her, brows still furrowed. “It’s just a thank you. For being here. For not leaving me.” He croaked. His eyes widened. “Un-unless it wasn’t-wasn’t wanted, then-then I am so sorry, Fluttershy. I-I might’ve read the-the signs wrong. Oh no, way to go, Discord-“ he was spiraling into an embarrassed fit.

Once she got a grip on her heart, she put her fingers to his lips, silencing him. It worked.
She put her head down, not wanting to look in his eyes. “It’s-its okay. But...but you’re right. My-my heart couldn’t take it. Can-can we wait...for a bit? Like-like y-y-you said. Did-did your heart do this too?”

He whined out a “uh-huh” and nodded. “It...is.”

She removed her fingers and turned back to facing the ocean. She sucked on the peppermint, it almost tasting even sweeter. She saw, from the corner of her eye, he was playing with her hair too, just gently flicking it around his fingers.

He was silent, as was she.

He began to hum that tune she heard the first time she saw him. She still felt him trembling.
After hearing it again and again as he replayed it, both calming down and enjoying the rising sun, she asked.
“What’s that song?”

He stopped, humming to her in question.

“The one you’re humming. You did it the first time I saw you too.” She clarified.

He ran one hand through his Mohawk and sighed. “A close friend of mine used to sing it. I always loved the tune, never the lyrics.”

Her mouth made an ‘O’ of understanding. She let it be.

Before they got up, too much of the sun on her would be harmful, plus they’d have to get back before the others woke, he said something that made her eyes go wide and a little fearful chill go down her spine.
It wasn’t directed at her, his head still pointed towards the horizon.
His brows were furrowed in almost an angered pain.

“I’m glad he never met you. I would’ve had to kill him.”
A large grin split across Discord’s face. It wasn’t one she knew. It wasn’t one she wanted to. The air changed again, alternating with pulsing and static, but at her feather light touch, he shook his head and took a deep breath, rubbing his head with his palm.

“Let’s go.” He grumbled, rubbing his head harder.

But before she could ask, as they stood, he lifted her up and running towards the water, he tossed her in.
She screamed. It was freezing!!!

She lifted her head up out and took a big breath. “DISCORD!”

He was swimming after her, seemingly unbothered. He snickered then began laughing loudly.
When he reached her, him having been able to throw her far, he picked her up, beginning to go back to shore.
She shivered from the cold and kept hitting his back, shoulders, wherever she could reach.
“You jerk! Why would you do that?! It’s so cold!!”
She pouted.

When they got to land, he snapped his fingers and suddenly her clothes, skin and hair were dry. So was he.
He just...
“You used your magic? When could you do that? N-not the magic, but-but the drying snapping fingers thing?”
Her anger dissolved into amazement.

He looked at her fondly and nuzzled her jaw, making her blush. “Been practicing. You really think I wasn’t going to try and figure all this out when I could?”

She rose her brow. “Did you figure it out?”

He shook his head. “Nope. But I’ve been learning what I can do.”

She smiled big. “That’s wonderful!” She clapped her hands and they began walking back.
She didn’t let it show she saw he kept rubbing his palm against his head and he kept mumbling, when she tried listening, there weren’t any words coming out of his mouth.
She linked her fingers with his and he startled.
He didn’t look, but he closed his fingers to her’s.
Yes, she wanted to hold his hand, but it was a bit more than that.
He was still trembling, his body doing small spasms.
Before she could ask, they made it to their doors. She hadn’t even realized they entered the building. She could’ve sworn...they were still walking on the sand.

She looked up to him and when he looked back, he smiled small, almost painful, and she froze, seeing his usually yellow eyes, red pupils...opposite. They were red with yellow pupils.
She went to ask but he caressed her cheek and next thing she knew, she blinked and was standing next to her bed she was sharing with Pinkie.

Chapter Text

They were all meeting at the entrance. Well, all meant the girls would meet the guys.
It was nearing noon. Turned out most of them weren’t early birds and that included Fluttershy.
They laughed and joked around, Pinkie bringing up Soarin and Ran move bringing up and asking embarrassing stuff, Capper coming down soon after.
She didn’t see Discord.
“Capper, where’s Discord?”

He looked over from flirting with Chrysalis. “I think he’s sleeping. Want to check on him? Last time I woke him up it was at work and I about got my head shot off.”
He shrugged.

“Shouldn’t YOU check on him? Being a guy and all?” Rainbow said, shooing him with her hand.

He went over and put an arm around Fluttershy’s shoulder. “Aw, but he likes her more. There’s less likely a chance of him harming her than me.”

Fluttershy thinned her lips and looked away, eyebrows rose and a small blush on her cheeks.

“So you’d sacrifice her to save your own skin?” A deep voice sounded behind Capper.
Capper startled. Right behind him was Discord, he had a brow risen of his own.

“Ah! There he is! How’s you sleep, Dissy?” Capper moved away.

Fluttershy couldn’t help it. She giggled.

They spent the day taking photos, going to shops, spending some of the earlier hours on the beach, Discord tossing Pinkie, a thrashing Rainbow, Fluttershy and even Capper in as far as he could. He wasn’t about to touch Chrysalis with a ten-foot pole, simply because she threatened him and they lived together so he wasn’t risking whatever punishment she’d dish out.
Both Discord and Fluttershy were being unbearable to the others as well.
He’d tell a joke, even puns, and she’d laugh at most of them.
She’d do something unexpected like put on a fake mustache and heighten her voice instead of lowering it, saying some sort of odd thing. In turn, that’d make him chuckle.

They were so blatantly obvious they liked each other, it worried their friends. No one would believe she was over 18 and no one would believe he was younger.
They could be subtle...until they weren’t.

They’d joke, chase, what have one a friend would do, which was normal, Fluttershy ran and poked her friends too.
Until they’d do small touches. The brush of fingertips, the lightest touch on Fluttershy’s back to push her through a door, the smallest grins just because.

From some locals they heard there’d be a big bonfire. Rainbow and Pinkie and Capper wanted to go. Chrysalis was game and Discord thought it’d be fun to play some pranks on some dumb 21 year olds, maybe scar some kids.
Fluttershy was hesitant, but her friends wanted to have fun, so who was she to take that away?

Someone familiar caught her eye as they walked down the boardwalk.
Fluttershy felt her heart swell. She hadn’t seen her old childhood friend since they were in elementary, before she moved and met Pinkie and the others. Even Rainbow didn’t know her because she’d usually only see her friend during summer.
She broke out into a sprint towards the red headed, dreadlock, hippie clothed, flower bandana wearing, girl across the way. She heard the others yell for her but she was too excited.
She would’ve taken the girl to the ground if she weighed more than she did.
“TREE HUGGER!!!” Fluttershy yelled, smiling big and trying not to reveal her teeth.

The lax teen looked back, confused and surprised until she recognized Fluttershy.
“Fluttershy. It’s so good to see you. Wow, you’re so tall now. Though your vibe needs, like, a refresh.” She said in her slow spoken matter.
She hugged Fluttershy back.
She heard a throat clear and her little group was there.

“Who’s this?” Rainbow asked.

“Wait, you don’t know someone she does? Amazing, Dashy.” Discord drawled.

Fluttershy let go of Tree Hugger and went to introduce them.
“Everyone, this is my old friend, Tree Hugger. We were pals before my family moved.” Her voice quivered at mentioning her family, even in just word form. “And Tree Hugger, this is Rainbow, one of my longest friends, I think I told you about her when we came back for the summer. That’s Pinkie, I know you’ll like her. She likes parties and events too, though I’m not sure she’s done ones like you. The woman is Chrysalis, she’s a special effects makeup artist I live with, along with Discord, he works in...weapon distribution. Along with Capper here.”
Tree Hugger looked to each she pointed at and still had one arm around Fluttershy’s waist, though Fluttershy didn’t seem to mind or care.

She nodded, grinning lazily. “Nice to meet you all.”

The others nodded, but Fluttershy saw something was off with Discord. His eyes were glowing but he nodded. “Charmed.”

His voice had a slight growl in it and Fluttershy had to wonder...’Why does his voice affect me so much?’

Tree Hugger just looked at him for a moment. “I like your vibe too. Kinda freaky, but cool, you know?” She turned her head to Fluttershy. “Hey, how big is Zephyr now? Does your dad still work for that big company?”

Fluttershy paused. “Uh...guys, I’m gonna hang with Tree Hugger for a bit. Wanna meet at the bonfire?”

Rainbow looked about ready to offer for her and Pinkie to come along, but Discord went up and pulled on Rainbow’s ponytail.
“Sure. Call if you need us, Dear.”

He walked forward though, getting close to Tree Hugger’s face, the other girl’s eyes widening a bit. His eyes were still glowing, a dangerous glint there that had never been directed at Fluttershy.
“If you hurt her, even emotionally, I WILL come after you and I promise you’ll never be found.”

Tree Hugger nodded. “Sweet.”

Chrysalis smacked the back of his head. “Stop it, fucking mutant. Let’s go. We all need to do some shopping for this bonfire. I’m NOT allowing some of you to go to a big party and not look presentable.”

Discord huffed, and walked off ahead, probably going to be alone, judging from the tension in his back.
He pressed his palm to his head again as he turned a corner and Fluttershy quickly became worried, but she let it be. She hoped she was just being neurotic.

“See you at the party, Shy. Find us when you get there.” Rainbow said and they left.

There was some silence.

“You better be careful with older guys, Fluttershy.” Tree Hugger said as the others went from view.

Fluttershy blushed. “It’s not like that. Anyway, let’s talk. We haven’t chatted in years.”

They ended up back at Tree Hugger’s. Her moms hugged her and they were obviously on weed, but that was fine. She hated the smell but they were nice people.
They caught up about their lives, well, most of it.
Fluttershy told Tree Hugger pretty much what she told Rainbow and Pinkie.
There wasn’t much said on the topic after.

There was some time to kill and Tree Hugger suggested she dress Fluttershy in her clothes for it. Just for fun since they used to do that as kids.

Tree Hugger was one of the few people she was comfortable being almost naked around. She put Fluttershy in a burnt orange and yellow jeweled top that cut under her breasts and clung up to her neck. It was sleeveless too. The skirt matched and it was long and flowing, very comfortable and breezy. It swayed even at the smallest of movement. The jeweled belted (no belt just higher top) top clung to Fluttershy’s hips, a little low.

Tree Hugger let out a near inaudible “oh” when she got close enough to see the scars littering Fluttershy’s body as she went to do her hair.
It seemed...Fluttershy didn’t have to tell Tree Hugger the truth. She found out herself by piecing it together.

They ignored it and Tree Hugger braided Fluttershy’s hair and putting it up because of the length. As she braided she added beads and let her borrow some bangles.

She definitely wasn’t sure about all the skin she was showing, but Tree Hugger wore something similar and reassured her that it wasn’t anyone’s business and they should back off if they were close enough to see them.

Tree Hugger and the locals hadn’t been lying about it being a huge party, with a giant bonfire. She tried finding the others to let them know she was there.
She didn’t get far when Tree Hugger and some of her pals took Fluttershy and made her dance to the Celtic music that reminded her of the renaissance.
She tried scanning for her friends when she could. They were all so carefree...the people Tree Hugger knew...it felt nice.
She knew one of the songs and Tree Hugger brought her up on the mound they were using as a stage.
She froze up.
It happened so fast she wasn’t expecting it and had been brought up.
She paled and went to tell Tree Hugger she couldn’t, but she already pushed her along and handed her the mic.
She tried scanning the best she could again.
She saw Pinkie and Rainbow off with some other locals, chatting and having fun. Chrysalis was still being wooed by Capper. She tried looking for Discord.

He was far from the crowd, his arms crossed and in a black version of the outfit Chrysalis put him in the day before. He had a curious but amused look on his face with a blush she could see from where she was. He put one hand up to cover the lower half of his face.

Fluttershy furrowed her brows in determination and smiled. She could do this!
‘You just want to impress Discord.’ A little part of her said.
That may have been true! But it wouldn’t stop her.
She nodded to Tree Hugger and a new song came on, Fluttershy got into the rhythm, swaying her hips and she began to sing.

Fluttershy got so swept up in the fun and music, she did more than just that one song. She moved and moved, dancing like she hadn’t in a long time. Not since Tree Hugger’s moms had taught her belly dancing as a kid. It was simply for fun, though they did wink at the poor shy girl and comment unless she found a guy in the future. She also knew it was great exercise. She used to do it more, even trying to show Zephyr how to do it.

Needing a break and the other singer for the night showing up, let Fluttershy sneak away to cool off and find her friends.
Especially Discord or Chrysalis. It was too many people and too much exertion, it made her hungry.
She knew she didn’t need much, but she could feel the venom pulsing, filling her mouth with a bitter flavor. It was different from when she got very hungry.
She wasn’t too hungry, but she wanted to bite something to relieve the feeling in her teeth.
Giving up, her legs getting tired, she sat on a large piece of driftwood. It was farther out, good for a breather and to feel her teeth.
They buzzed with feeling even at the smallest touch of her finger. She felt for her phone, but then remembered she left it at Tree Hugger’s since her outfit had nowhere to put it.
She’d look for them in a bit.

She closed her eyes, feeling the cool salty breeze.
It was peaceful.

A familiar but slightly different scent hit her nose and she looked to the movement that sat next to her.
“You alright, Fluttershy?” It was Discord. His clothes were less rumpled than what she saw earlier. She wondered if Chrysalis commented.

She nodded. “Just taking a breather.” She smiled, her fangs growing, her eyes widened and she covered her mouth. This was no place for that.

He tilted his head and reached over, he was wearing gloves.
‘Odd.’ She thought.

“Can I see?” He asked softly. His voice wasn’t as growling.

She had no idea why he’d want to. The last time he did that was when he was proving his theory. She removed her hand anyway.
He held her jaw roughly, not like himself but she remembered he’d been acting odd the last few days with the whole head thing and the powers.
She opened her mouth and he prodded.

To busy herself, she looked to his eyes. Something was off. The pupil dilation was on the opposite of how it normally was. His stubble beard thing was gone and he had a mustache. She wanted to laugh. He looked ridiculous with a mustache. His snaggle tooth was on the opposite side too.
“Dishchrd? Vy’re you being veird?” Her question was muffled.

“No I’m not. Are you hungry?” He asked.
She moved her hand in the “meh” gesture. She kinda was, but more than that she wanted this venom to be out of her now.

He hummed. “Do you want to go elsewhere to be out of view?”

She made a strained noise. She really didn’t feel like it. She didn’t want her friends getting the wrong idea. And something felt off. She couldn’t pin it though. “It should be okay if I go for your arm instead. I know I like the neck, but...that’d be...a little misleading.” She blushed.

She saw him smile. Even his smile was off. Maybe she was just being paranoid because of the color change in his eyes and how “not-Discord” Discord was being the night before.
“Whatever you want, Fluttershy.”

He held out his arm, forearm upwards.
It wasn’t as muscular either. The buzzing in her teeth was driving her crazy though.
She gulped, feeling for the right area.
She set her sights on the biggest vein, that’d help get the venom out faster and less pain for him.
She hesitated, taking another long look at him.

He looked only a bit like Discord, her only able to tell because of being around and in close proximity to him for so long.

When the breeze blew by again, she wasn’t as affected by his scent. It was different but also similar. Less...something. Maybe a different cologne?
She kept thinking of excuses when she realized. She shouldn’t have been needing to.
She shouldn’t have any doubt about it being Discord. So...why was she?

Discord would do a playful mustache for fun, then toss it.
His clothes, even nice would be at least a bit loose because in tight or formal clothes, he was uncomfortable.
It would drive him nuts if his tooth moved to the other side.
He wouldn’t wear gloves, wanting to feel her every movement to make sure he knew what was okay and what wasn’t.

There was also the behavioral queues. He would’ve been closer, he would’ve comforted her with a small touch or with his words, comforting or pushing her with a low whisper or a deep chuckle. He would’ve made a joke, like the last time she fed off him.
He would’ve called her “Dear” or “my Dear” at least 5 times by then just to say it, with that fond smile on his lips and his scent making her lightheaded and feeling safe. He always smelled like “Safe” to her.

That was it!

His scent...it wasn’t “Safe”.

Her eyes widened and she stilled. She went to let go of his forearm. She wasn’t sure who this was or why he knew about her Vampirism, but she had to stop.

“Stranger.” Was what this man was.

Before she could back away further, he sighed, gripping her hair near the top and close to her scalp and forcing her to bite into his arm.
He clicked his tongue at the pain and she tried opening her mouth more to pry her mouth away.
His hand moved from her hair to her lower jaw, even his fingers holding it in a vice grip. It hurt!
She began to breathe heavily.
She could feel the venom leaving and she wasn’t sure how to feel about it.
His skin tasted wrong. It all felt wrong. But her teeth throbbing was dulling and that was the only nice thing.
Fluttershy tried thinking, her mind racing.
Glaring at him, she hoped to do that command thing she did to the guys from the Pinkie Party, but it didn’t work.

He just gave her an unamused look until he saw her glaring and he smiled. His smile was more controlled, more...fake.
“Be proud, Miss Breeze. With this, we can figure out how to control it and help save Humanity and make it a better, like-minded place. As long as you cooperate, I won’t tell Filthy Rich about you and your little...fling, you have going on with Discord.” He stopped only for her to remove her mouth, gasping. She tried clawing at his hand as it still gripped her jaw, she was worried he’d break it.
‘He knows The Boss?!’ She asked herself, unable to really speak. The taste of his blood on her fangs was gross. It was bitter and bland. He went to speak more but stopped and when the wind blew more strongly, her body went almost completely lax on its own, picking up the scent of the one she associated with safety.

Looking, or trying to, she saw the real Discord behind the fake one. His eyes were opposite colors again and glowing fiercely. Magic sparked in his hand, crackling and distorted, a horrid snarl leaving his lips and a deep vibrating growl in his chest.
“I thought you were across the world, six-feet under, Accord. Unless I should end you now, talk.”

To her surprise, this Accord, didn’t even cower. He stood, fixing his clothes.
Fluttershy saw the resemblance. Both the same height. Similar builds, almost the same face. Their coloring was the same. No wonder she thought it was Discord trying a new look.

To her unease, Accord huffed a small laugh. “I have a job, Defect. It’s my job to gather information. As for being dead, I assure you, an uneducated clown such as yourself would have to try harder than that.”
He put one hand to his hip and removed a small gun, pointing it at Fluttershy.

She stilled, she knew not to try and run from it. She watched the barrel closely.

Discord shook his hand that was buzzing with magic, the magic leaving. He tried moving more towards Fluttershy, his movements stiff and eyes not leaving Accord’s.

Accord examined his wound, the blood dried but wounds healing quickly. “Just admit it, Defect. You’ve always been a curious one. This will be a perfect opportunity to truly test our limits.”
He reached into his vest pocket with his other hand and with speed she didn’t see coming, he threw what he grasped and even though she flinched, Discord didn’t. He caught it easily.

From what she saw it was a bottle of pills. ‘A prescription?’ She wondered.

Discord looked at it for a second before throwing it back, Accord doing the same catch. He sighed. “If you want end up in an institution or prison on death row, that’s on you. I was just hoping I’d be the one to rid this world of your parasitic existence.”

He went to walk closer, only for Discord to get fully in front of Fluttershy.

Accord stopped, flexing his hand and thinking. It was uncanny how much the movement was like what Discord would do when he was figuring things out.
“It’s too late for you, Defect. You know, it doesn’t even surprise me you’d go after such a...weak thing.” He looked at Fluttershy then.

She jolted and saw Discord visibly bristle. She could feel the air pulsing again. The ground beneath Discord, despite being sand, cracked and split. There was an unholy noise coming from somewhere, like the air was carrying it.

She looked around frantically, but only then realized they were in a weird bubble. Like a dome. No one even seemed to notice.

Shadows pooled out like tar and attempted to make shapes from the colorful cracks, like sharp clawed hands and distorted smiling faces. “You don’t know anything about her, Prissy-Pants.” Discord growled.

Accord rolled his eyes, making sure nothing was out of place. “Look at you, trying to feel an emotion equating to compassion and...” he shivered. “Love. Yuck. Someone with your stability isn’t capable of Human feeling. Your attempt and lack of progress at it is proof of your lack of sanity.”

Fluttershy had it. Her skin was on fire and not in the nice way, like when she was hungry and wanted to be close to Discord. She gathered what stones she could see and with all the strength she could, she threw one at Accord.

He was so focused on Discord, it actually hit. It...kinda surprised her.

He hissed and felt his forehead where the rock cut him. Blood was on his fingers, only a bit but enough to look like Discord on a bad day. He glared at her. “Great. Just another abnormality I need.”

She threw another, him dodging that one.
“HOW DARE YOU! Who are you to say what Discord is capable of?! Come here and say that to my face you creepy, mustached, cheap imitation of Discord!”

She was so mad! How dare anyone say what someone is or isn’t capable of feeling?!
She went to get up into his face, moving in front of Discord, she got close enough to to the tall man, when Accord grinned again and pointed the gun at Discord, the gun clicking, ready to shoot.
“It seems I need to have a chat with my client. This is so annoying, I hope you know.”

“Who are you talking to?” Discord asked.

She looked to him, eyes wide. This man has a gun pointed at him and he doesn’t flinch. She would never understand how that could be.

“I’m surprised you’re not ordering her to come back to you.” Accord shrugged.

“I know the moment I do, if she does, you’d do something. Not sure what, but definitely not kill her. We both know the moment you lower your gun, with that distance, it’d be right against her head. I also know, if you were here to kill, it would’ve been done and you wouldn’t have allowed yourself to be seen.” Discord’s eyes widened suddenly and he pressed both wrists into his head, he tried not to close them.

“Annoying. You’ve always been annoying. My Lady.” Before Fluttershy could run back to Discord, Accord put the bottle of pills in front of her face. “I’m not allowing him to be his own undoing. Give these to him and I’ll leave you both be for now. I have what I came for. It’s no fun to kill him if he’s impaired.”

She took the bottle, the bubble Discord had put up was shaking like gelatin and cracking, the bottom oozing like goo.
She heard him let out a pained whine, buckling down to a crouch and she ran to him, not giving Accord a second thought.

“Discord! Are you okay? What’s wrong? Can you tell me?” She crouched next to him, grabbing his cheeks in her palms and trying to lift his head or get a better look.

He groaned. “They won’t shut up. It hurts. Be quietbequietbequietbequiet!”
He dug his fingers into his scalp, almost as if to squeeze “them” out.

“Discord!” She yelled. He didn’t respond.
She tried over and over but he just kept mumbling to nothing. She felt something icy cold land on her shoulder, like a drop on water, but the moment it hit her skin, it burned and she stifled a cry a pain.

The barrier was breaking down, for some reason the air inside the bubble was winding rapidly, quick and Discord wasn’t aware of anything.
She needed to pull him out but she didn’t want to hit him. That’d probably make things worse.
She was able to lift his head slightly and saw his eyes going crazy, their sizes shifting, colors alternating between normal and the opposite. Panic was setting in.

“Think, Fluttershy, think!” She told herself. More drops hit against her shoulders and her upper back, she groaned but ignored it. ‘Just hot water, Fluttershy.’ She thought.

Upon realizing one way she was always able to distract him, the only way she knew that would calm him down...
She had forgotten about Accord in her panic to try and stop Discord from whatever he was doing.
She blushed even through her panic, and kissed him. The small press like the last two times they did, wasn’t working.
She pressed harder and used her lips to pry open his mouth.
She felt like her heart would explode.
“Come on, Dissy. Snap out of it. I need you. Please. I don’t know how to help you. Please, Discord.” She spoke, pleaded, against his lips, pressing so hard she swore she’d bruise them both. The burn from the bubble dripping and her panic urged her more, she moved her lips against his in her haste to get closer and move away from the dripping.
She pulled away when she felt the air calming.
She gulped, feeling her lips tingling. He was staring at her, his eyes wide, a blush spread across his whole face like he hadn’t just been having some sort of episode.
He might not have realized it himself, but his pupils were heart shaped. It was odd.
“Uhm...h-hello...my-my Dear.” His voice broke.
She couldn’t help it.
Fluttershy was so relieved, she began laughing. If she didn’t laugh, she knew she’d cry.
She hugged him tightly, still laughing.

Discord wrapped his arms around her back. She buried her face in his neck, still laughing but it began sounding more like sobs.
“I was so scared! You weren’t responding and that was all I could think to do! What happened?! I didn’t know what was wrong!” Her babbling was broken apart by her hysterics.

“I’m sorry, my Dear.” He said softly, holding her gently but close.

She wasn’t as gentle, latching on with a tight grip, her body trembling. “What’s going on, Discord? Please...I have to know so I know how to help.”

He sighed, rubbing her back. “I don’t want you to be afraid of me.”

She was silent as she calmed, his touch acting as the comfort she needed. “You did scare me.”

She felt his grip tighten. “I’m sorry. I’m not...well. Never have been.”

She nodded. “He gave me the bottle. Do you need it?”
She pulled away, picking up the bottle she dropped containing the pills. She looked around, realizing she forgot about him, but the bubble was gone, so was Accord.

It was his turn to nuzzle into her, his hands on her hips. “They don’t help. It just...staves off the symptoms. I ran out about a month ago.”

They wouldn’t kill him then. Good. She ran her hand down his head and rubbed between his shoulders. She felt him relaxing into it. “Tell me in all honesty. Should you take these?”

“They won’t help, my Dear. They stopped working a bit before I ran out. I’m just...usually...good at hiding it.”
He whispered.

“How bad does it get?” She leaned away and began to touch and caress his face, his jaw.
She realized he seemed to be enjoying it. That got a small smile out of her.

“Pretty bad. It’s...not pretty.” He sighed again. He looked about ready to pass out.

She leaned down, going with the flow, since his head was lower to nuzzle into the crook of her neck, and gave him a chaste kiss. She was blushing harder, but she was calm.
She was just relieved he was alright. For now, at least.

He made a choked noise and she chuckled, a smile against her lips.
She felt him suck in a breath and he puffed it out at her, startling her but it made her giggle as her lips tingled from it.

In turn, he chuckled. “I...never got a chance to tell you...you looked lovely tonight.” He blushed and averted his gaze. He noticed her shoulder. “What happened? It’s all burnt.”

She hummed in question and turned her head. “Oh...your bubble dripped on me, but I was too focused on you to care.”

That made him blush. “I wonder if I can heal it?” He hummed and kissed her shoulder, making her shudder as she felt his magic along there and it even went to the burns on her back.
He snickered when he pulled away.

Upon looking, she saw freckles. He didn’t acknowledge her scars, or he just didn’t care. She could see the skin was healed, not a mark except for those freckles left behind.
She looked back to him as they got up to return to the crowd. “I...I also like it when you dress like this. But...” she gulped. “If you do it too often, it’ll be bad for my heart.”

“Do you want to blow this place?” He asked, his pinky grabbing her’s.

She held onto the bottle, something told her to. She didn’t want her last night at the beach to be ruined by a stranger. She’d worry about all of that later, when Discord didn’t look nice (what was she saying, she always liked how he looked) and she could review everything she could remember to piece together what to ask or what to do.
She bit her lip.
“Okay. Better show me a fun time, Dissy.”

She laughed loudly at his blush and he pulled her along.
This was going to be fun.

Chapter Text

She gagged on the scent of cigar smoke that filled the room. To force the nausea away, she tried focusing on the sound of the rain puttering against the glass.
They were in Boss’ office, goons surrounding the walls and two by the big wooden doors.
She sat stiffly on the edge of Boss’ desk, wearing a short, red cocktail dress, her hair the only thing assisting in covering her more.
A newly cleaned shackle was clamped to her ankle, the thick wire cord connected led to under the desk, so she couldn’t get far.
Her eyes never left her brother’s sleeping form laying in front of her. He too, was “dolled up”, wrists and ankles tied with bow covered rope to look “like a present”.
Her heart clenched in her chest as the clock ticked by.

She wasn’t sure which of the other Bosses were to be there, but that didn’t matter. The only thing that mattered was hearing what Zephyr was going to be used for. She looked to her shackle, testing the cord’s strength.
Nothing good could come of it. She had to be smart though. Her fighting back would be in vain if she was killed for being brazen.

“Best not be thinking of anything, Doll. The Cerberus Brothers will be here any minute and unless you want me to finally end your family’s misery, I suggest you listen.” Boss said, taking a big huff of his cigar and blowing it in Fluttershy’s face.

She glared after she got done hacking, looking him right in the eye. “Oh? Afraid to be embarrassed in front of your sick pals, are you?”

He let out a breath through his nose. “We’re playing this today?” He pulled the cord hard and fast, making her slip and land hard on the ground. She swore, any harder and she would’ve broke her nose. It’s obvious he only did that as to not “damage” his Doll.

She hissed out a breath at the pain. She heard Zephyr move, groaning.

“Shy? W...what happened? W-why am I tied up? I-I did good!” The more he awoke, the more panicked he became.

Fluttershy crawled as close to him as she could, which wasn’t far. “Zephyr, it’s-it’s okay, I’m right here. Just brea-“

She was cut off by the doors opening, Boss sending the goon who let the brothers in, a glare for not warning him.

“Rich! What do you have for us today? Better be something good.” One asked. The brothers looked to be triplets. Fluttershy couldn’t tell which was which.

“Is it this pretty thing?” The second asked, reaching over to Fluttershy who was perched as much in front of her brother as she could. She waited till his hand was close enough before going to bite it.
When she did, it was so rough she swore she strained a jaw muscle.

He yelled out in surprise and pain as Fluttershy bit so hard, it drew blood.

Rich sighed, fixing her a dark glare. “No, she’s not. It’s her brother behind her. He’s younger and more pliable. But, as incentive for her...brash...actions, you can take her parents. They aren’t as spiritedly as their children. Use them as you wish.”

The brothers looked to each other. The first turned towards Rich. “What do the parents look like?”

Rich grinned, thinking he could probably bribe them for Fluttershy’s disobedience. “Bring them out.” He ushered the goons.

Fluttershy looked fast, her breath in her throat as they dragged out her parents.
Her and Zephyr hadn’t seen them in a week. “Mom! Dad!” They yelled.

When Fluttershy looked to their eyes though, she saw how broken they’d become. Fluttershy wanted to go to them, but she didn’t dare leave Zephyr.

The third brother went and dragged their mother by the hair and forced her to sit next to Fluttershy.
Fluttershy wrapped her mom in a hug, the older woman shaking her head out of it enough to clench Fluttershy back just as hard as her frail arms could. “Oh, my babies. I...I’m so happy you’re both safe.”

Fluttershy saw Zephyr look to her, eyes bewildered. She didn’t let go of her mom though. “Mom? What do you mean?”

Her mom didn’t answer as she littered her in kisses over her face, reaching over to caress Zephyr as well.

Zephyr leaned into it as much as he could, large tears streaming down his face. “Mom...” he whimpered.

It was so obvious how much just their mom being able to touch them, had a tremendous impact on them. Their mom went and kissed Zephyr’s face as well, her noticing how much comfort their mom’s love gave him.

Fluttershy had almost forgotten the other’s in the room. Her mom went back to her and nuzzled her nose, a sad, broken but happy smile on her face.
Fluttershy was always told she smiled like her mom.

The siblings and their mom couldn’t even process it before it was too late.

A gun went off against their mom’s head, showering Fluttershy in their mom’s blood, some getting in her mouth.

Their mom’s face fell as her body did between them, lifeless.

Zephyr released a blood curdling scream that she’d never heard before.

She could only stare. Vaguely, she heard one speak.

“That’s what you get for biting me.”

“Dear?”

Fluttershy jolted, realizing she was standing on the sidewalk. She shook her head from staring at a mother and her little ones. “Oh.” She let out.
She looked up to Discord who had a concerned look on his face.
She smiled. “I’m fine. A memory just popped up.”

Discord hummed, rubbing his hand between her shoulder blades in comfort. “You were staring at them for awhile.”

She nodded. Really, she didn’t even remember stopping before the memory came. She brushed her tongue against her fangs, still tasting Accord on them. She scrunched her nose.

He looked off and she saw he seemed to be thinking. “Now who’s spacing off?”

He side glanced her, grinning. “I was just getting an idea. Want to dance?”

She tilted her head. “Here?” She looked around.

He laughed. “No. I know this club and I thought, what better way to distract us both than to dance?”

She deadpanned, making him snort. “Discord...you know I’m only 16 right?”

He tapped a finger to his chin. “Easy fix, my Dear. Here.” He held out his hand for her to take.

She only hesitated slightly, more so out of suspicion than trust. “Okaaay...” she did, only to hear him mutter.

“I hope this works.”

Her eyes widened to ask, but it was too late. He lifted her arm and turned her in rapid circles, she began to feel his magic tingle her skin, feeling warm. She closed her eyes, becoming dizzy.

He stopped her abruptly and wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her to his chest.
She could barely stand, her head was spinning.
Her body moved with his as he laughed.
Once she gained mobility, she put her hands on his chest and pushed.
“What was that for?” She pouted.

He grinned. “I think it worked. You look a bit older.”

Her eyes widened. “What?!” She went to a window and looked. She gulped. She was more filled out, not as lanky and she did look older, not by much though.
“Discord! What did you do?!”
She turned to him and a blush spread across her face so fast she got whiplash.
He wasn’t as broadened, chest not as wide, but he was still tall. His legs still looked to go for miles, the clothes a bit looser so she could see more of his chest. He looked younger. Trying not to stare, she saw there were more piercings in his ears, a ring on his lip.
She gulped, throat dry. ‘What is wrong with me?!’

“Hm. Worked on me too. Don’t like it as much as my normal age, but, it’ll do” he shrugged, then out of thin air appeared two I.D.s. He handed her one. It was her I.D. except it said she was 21 (she looked at the dates) and when she glanced at his, it was the same. But he looked younger. She couldn’t pin it.

A thought occurred. She never actually asked how old he was. She just assumed he was in his early 20’s since he didn’t look that old. “Discord?”

He hummed, looking right at her and her breath caught. She hadn’t realized how much he must’ve kept his eyes narrowed or averted just slightly. He gazed at her head on, her getting the brunt of his intense eyes.
She squirmed. “How old are you?”

He seemed to think. Then he counted on his fingers. She realized...he had no idea how old he was. She grasped his hand and held it in both of her’s. “It’s okay, Discord. It’s not a big deal, I was just curious.”

He pouted, a blush light on his cheeks. She noticed he didn’t have his beard. “Well...now it’s embarrassing.”

Not knowing seemed to upset him, but taking a deep breath, she let go and used one hand to hold his. She curtsied and looked at his obviously confused face.
“Dissy, would you do me the honors of going on a date with me tonight? I-I mean it-it doesn’t have be like a-a date-date, but, Uh...” her confidence faltered but he gulped, using his other hand to cover his face as the blush deepened and curled to his ears, a quivering smile on his lips.

He could only nod, her own blush burning her face. She couldn’t help but giggle, biting her lip. “So...where do you want to eat?”

He gulped, glancing down at their hands. She thought he probably didn’t hear her, but he locked their fingers together, swaying them slightly.
She was still amazed at the level of intense emotion behind his odd eyes. He tried covering his face to hide how giddy he obviously was. “This is so-I feel like a child! Like in movies!” His voice cracked and she giggled.

“Then we’re even, right? I...I don’t know about you, but I’ve never-never been on a date before.” She realized she was stepping over the line they made. That careful one that if they crossed, they’d be in trouble. Not just her and not just Discord. She didn’t want to lose him.

She jolted when she looked at his eyes again. There was a warning there, the same one from the kitchen when he got back, but his eyes were so much wider.
He went to say something, when he winced and pressed his wrist to his forehead again. His eyes swapping colors like flashing lights.

She furrowed her brows, reaching her hand over and pulling the hand away from his head. “Discord. Are you sure you don’t need the medicine?”

He nodded. “I’m fine, Fluttershy. Can we-can we just enjoy tonight?” He ground out.

She was worried sick but nodded once gently. “Okay. But on one condition.”

His eyes were still going crazy but he glanced. “Hm?”

Her face shifted to like she was going to nag him. “You’ll take it if it gets worse.” Her face softened. “You really scared me earlier. Truly. Discord-“ she was stopped by his thumb on her lip as she choked back tears.

He begrudgingly nodded. “Okay.”

She didn’t smile. “Thank you.”

With their fingers still linked, Discord walked, pulling her along, not saying another word until they passed a food stall, open for the festivities.
“Meal or something like this? Wait.” He seemed to remember she doesn’t eat.

The look on his face made her smile. “I guess whatever you want. Uhm...I’ll be fine. While you eat, we can sit somewhere?”

He nodded, going to grab something. It was chicken kebabs with mustard and honey.
She shuddered. His taste was still odd.
There was a silence as neither let go of the other’s hand, even when Discord was done.

“Did...did you drink from him, or...?” Discord asked out of the blue.

She was going to ask, but one look at him and she realized what he was asking. She shook her head. “No. The partying was making my venom build. I wasn’t so much hungry as just wanting to get the venom out. I didn’t even want to bite him though. I’m sorry, it took a moment to realize it wasn’t you.”

He hummed. “Quicker to it than most. You’re probably fine now, right? Want to head to that club I was talking about?”

She could tell he was trying to avoid talking about Accord. “Sure, but, actually, Discord. So-uhm-I’m not hungry, but I can’t stand tasting his blood on my fangs. Can I? Just a little?”

Discord nodded but they both jumped at suddenly hearing people passing, laughing loudly. “We should...go.” He blushed and stood up, her following.

Neither spoke. It seemed, they both were more awkward when their ages were closer. She couldn’t even begin to explain why.
She would think it’d make things easier on them both, it’d be easier to-to...whatever it was they were waltzing around!
It almost made it harder!
She groaned, still unsure what it was they’d even call what they were doing.

It was obvious Discord knew, at least a bit. Why did she have to start feeling things when she couldn’t even begin to heal?

She felt something change and looked ahead. Discord shook his head and shuddered, his whole body breaking through cracks. He was back to the older Discord. She wondered if he did it on purpose.

She looked at some windows and saw she still looked 21. It was on purpose then. She couldn’t tell if she was relieved or more confused.

It was easy enough getting into the club. Though he released her hand, he still stayed close. The music was its own pulse in her veins. He grinned large at her once they got to a spot and he wiggled his eyebrows, making her bust into laughter. He looked so silly!
He pulled her in and they danced, though she did catch the relieved look on his face.
After a few songs, they agreed they needed a breather. He laughed, strictly telling her to stay while he went to get water and a glass of ice.

This was easier. This was...normal, for lack of a better word.

A familiar face passed her vision and she turned her head, eyes widening as a fresh wave of anxiety hit.
It was one of the Cerberus brothers. No, two of them along with some others she didn’t know.
She felt her body move on automatic, getting a bit closer to hear.
They went into a back room and she realized, they didn’t lock the door. Cracking it slightly, she listened. Maybe she could stop them from harming others.

“That Zephyr Breeze would’ve been worth something if they didn’t-“ one Cerberus brother spoke, spitting in anger.

“Eh, it’s not your fault. It just so happens they found someone to handle the kid.” Another shrugged.

Fluttershy felt everything stop.

She felt a tap behind her and jolted, turning quick, seeing Discord look at her questioningly. She-she couldn’t.
He was-her brother was...

Her heart was hammering. Everything was trudged up. Her emotions we a swirling oil pool of muck and grime.
Her anger must’ve showed on her face, because Discord grabbed her, forcing her away from the door.
“Fluttershy?” He asked.

She glared at him. It wasn’t directed at him, but the rage pulsing in her veins was unbridled. “They! They lied, Discord! My-my brother is fucking alive and they know where he is! I abandoned him! I didn’t...” she began to hyperventilate.

He studied her, probably trying to make sense of what she said. Realization must’ve dawned on his face.
“You mean Zephyr?”

She could only nod, the lump in her throat rough. A dark look went over his face, he seemed to be thinking on something. “Stay.” He told her.

“I will not!” She protested, going right up to him, chest to sternum. She pushed passed him towards the room, her anger radiating off her.

She heard him sigh and was right behind her. He was wise not to stop her.

She swung the door open, not caring she was still in her skirt. Not caring that they had guns.
They were startled until one recognized her. There was a scar on his hand. “Well, if it-“

She didn’t stop. She went right up to his face, eyes blazing, a growl in her chest. “Where is my brother?!”

He rolled his eyes, obviously not intimidated. She could understand that. Even angry, Fluttershy wasn’t the most frightening. She usually prided herself on that.

“Ohh, is that the little spunky Doll Rich was flaunting? Hahaha, stupid fuck never knew how to control her. Hey, sweetie, I bet I could make-“

He was cut off by being drop kicked to the ground, a sandled foot stomping on his head over and over with so much force, everyone could hear each little crack until his head split open and they could hear the squelching slap of blood and matter being repeatedly stepped on.

Fluttershy’s eyes were wide, her anger temporarily replaced with shock.
One of them took advantage of her pause and gripped her in a headlock, a gun to her head. She made a noise of surprise, but instead of fear, she was annoyed. Not even pissed, just annoyed.

“Who the fuck are you?!” He yelled.

Discord’s eyes were going crazy again as he looked over. He held his hand palm up, a black sphere, like a marble, formed, then it quivered like it was trying to find a shape.

Fluttershy saw one of them coming up behind Discord, her heart beat wildly. She bit into the guy who was holding her, ripping out a chunk of flesh, blood making a mess. She spit it out.

“Discord, behind you!” She yelled, panicked.

He turned quick, grabbing the goon’s head in his hand and tossing it against the wall.

Something began to turn and twist in her heart the more she looked. She saw one of the Cerberus brothers inching away, but she approached, grabbing him by his shirt and tripping him. Before he could reach for the gun he dropped in his shock, she pushed him down and sat on his chest.
She looked around for his brother.

She looked down though when she heard him yelling curses and misogynistic terms.
She looked to him like one would an annoying group of sugar ants. “Where is my brother, Zephyr Breeze?”

He struggled to get up but stopped when he felt her hands at his throat. Her eyes held flecks of red.

She felt a presence behind her, but not feeling in danger and looked. It was Discord. He had the other brother by the back of his neck. His eyes were changed but not erratic like before.

A sick, angry thought passed through her mind. Her eyes drifted to the gun. A gun was too easy.
“Discord?”

“Yes, my Dear?” His voice was raspy, a low growl in it making her insides warm.

“You said you’d kill anyone for me, right?” Her tone soft despite the itch and boiling in her veins.

Using the hand not having a death grip on one of the brothers, Discord reached, his hand a bloody, gory mess.
She saw his gaze never faltered. It stayed gentle. He used the hand and caressed her face, blood getting all over and the scent, along with his own, filling her senses. It almost made her dizzy.

She heard him gulp. “Yes.”

She turned her head into his hand and kissed his palm, looking right into his eyes. “I’d feel bad asking you to do my work for me.”

He actually chuckled, picking up on her actions.

“Shit. Bro, look. He’s got that earring. He’s one of those bastards!” The one she was on top of yelled, panicked.

Both brothers looked scared. Fluttershy rose a brow at him. Discord shrugged his shoulder. “Long story.”

She looked back at the one she sat on. “You know, I realized. You killed my mom because I bit you. Imagine what I can do to you for hiding the whereabouts of MY brother. I’m not asking again.”

He had the gall to smirk at her. “Why would you care? You deserted him to save your own hide. As far as you’re concerned, he should be dead. I mean, you’re dead to him.”

Her eyes blazed with white hot energy. She smiled large, fangs showing. “Oh?”

She startled and her eyes widened though as suddenly Discord did what he had earlier, all while still holding the other brother. With each pound of his foot, blood splattered and sprayed onto her clothes and her skin.
It crunched and the smell of tangy iron filled the room and painted the walls in marvelous shades of red.
The smells were so strong she could hardly breathe.
She wasn’t panicked though. She LIKED the scents.

“What ARE you sick fucks?” The other one screamed, fear obvious.

Discord grinned at him. “Are you going to tell us?”

He shook his head. “No way. I’m not getting in trouble with Rich. He’s higher on the food chain and has that-that creepy dog.”

Fluttershy got a shiver down her spine at the look of utter disinterest on Discord’s face. He sighed and walked the other one to the wall and pressed his head in. Not bashing like the others. The man began to bleed out his eyes and ears and his nose. It was a gross sight. He was screaming.

Screaming loud and in fear.
She could smell it. The fear.
Is this what her and her family smelled like?
What was her mom’s scent in her last moments? Her dad’s?
She got up from the body she was still sitting on and walked over to Discord. He had let the man’s lifeless body drop.

He huffed through his nose, unfazed and like the whole ordeal bored him. He was drenched in blood and she hated the reality was better than the fantasy.
She could hear his breathing, smell his sweat mingling with all the blood filling the room, the scent of decay already setting in the longer they stayed.
Her fangs pulsed with need.
Her mouth had to be watering by then.

He looked at her curiously but smiled that gentle smile despite being covered in gore.
“I’m sorry, my Dear. We’ll find your brother.” His voice was so soft, she felt a hum in base of her skull.

She nodded. “There will be more. At least I know he’s alive.”

She felt him caress her face again, making her glance up. Reaching her hands up and grabbing his hand, she felt a strange impulse.
Keeping his hand steady, she licked at the blood on his hands.

He made a strangled noise. “My-my Dear. You-you probably shouldn’t do that.”

She stopped, keeping his hand against her face. She had a pitiful realization.

She wanted more. She liked how Discord looked and smelled like and she wanted to know how he’d taste right after doing something like this.

“Discord?” She asked softly. Almost like she was going to ask him something mundane.

His eyes flickered for but a second or two and he bent down. “Yes, my Dear?”

“How far up in this Underworld food chain is Filthy Rich?”

He thought for a moment. “Filthy Rich? He’s pretty high up since his family has been apart of it secretly for generations. A long blood line, that one.”

She couldn’t help it. She grinned largely, his own eyes widening at the sight. “Will you stay with me?”

He bumped his nose against her’s. “What did I tell you about worming your way in?”

She gave him a peck on the lips, feeling him suck in a short breath. “I want my brother back. I want this Underworld eradicated.” She gripped her hands into his vest, rumpling it and getting blood on her hands.

He didn’t miss a beat. “Yes, Dear.”

She was the noose around his neck and he allowed it to stay.

Chapter Text

After Discord magicked the gore and bodies away, he turned her back to her normal age, it using a lot of his energy to keep her older.
She was still a bit dazed from the smells around her. He went to walk out, see if they could sneak, but she stopped him.
Her teeth throbbed.
He looked back to her and she whined in her throat. She wasn’t sure what it was about him that made her selfish.

He sighed, looking away and rubbing his neck, she saw the wet blood wiping off. “We really need to clean off.”

“Discord~” She whined, she felt her fangs protruding. Fluttershy walked towards him as he was near the door and once she got close enough, she wrapped her arms around his neck, trying to either pull him down or pick herself up.

Neither acknowledged that they just committed a horrifying crime.

Neither brought up how easily it was done.

Neither spoke of how they’d explain things. How they’d explain Zephyr was alive, but not knowing where. How they’d explain their whereabouts through the night.

Fluttershy didn’t know if she was supposed to stay quiet about Accord.

Discord choked on his voice initially, but wrapped his own blood and flesh covered arms around her middle. “I’m sorry, Fluttershy. Did all that make you hungry?” His voice was still gentle, genuine in his apology.

She brushed some of her blood crusted hair behind her ear. “Yes.” She didn’t dare say, ‘and more’.

She wanted to focus on her brother, but Discord-Discord covered in blood-was distracting.

She couldn’t even see if he blushed or anything. He went to try and wipe the blood away from his neck, but she stopped him.
“Fluttershy...” he warned, trying to get his arm from her hand.

They both could hear people outside, it must’ve been either late night or early morning.

She looked to him pleadingly. “Please, Discord?”

He bit his lip, thinking. He sighed. “Not here, it’s too risky.”

She gulped, feeling it stick. She knew he was right. “I suppose. The blood doesn’t look as appealing now that it’s drying, but it hurts. I’m so hungry, I want you.”

She didn’t expect him to groan and pull her close, his nose under her jaw. “Close your eyes.”

She did but gasped when there was cold and salty air whipping around her. She opened her eyes and they were on the edge of the ocean, waves licking at their feet. She could see the sky becoming lighter.

“Should we swim?” He asked softly, a whisper.

“What about sharks?” She panted, him not letting go so she felt the warmth of his skin near her mouth. It made it hard to breathe.

He lifted his head near her ear, holding her closer. “They won’t bother us, but if they do, I’ll protect you.” He whispered.

That declaration sent her heart ablaze, the blush still prominent on her face. She believed him, though. She had no doubt he’d do anything she asked. She smiled, reaching up and caressing his face as he pulled away. “Why don’t you just magic the blood away? Like you did earlier?”
The idea occurred to her.

He grinned rottenly and lifted her.

She felt like she should know what he was doing.

“This is more entertaining.” He laughed as realization dawned on her face.

“Discord! Don’t! It’s too cold!” Fluttershy yelled, clinging to him.

“You can be mad at me later.” He said, going deeper into the waves. It still amazed her he didn’t seem fazed by the cold water.

“No, Discord! P-please! It’s going to be cold!” She climbed him, her legs crossing together against his chest, latching behind his shoulder blades.
He had no choice but to hold her under her thighs.

“Just trust me.” He said, going deeper.

She pushed away enough to look pleadingly into his eyes. “I do.”

His eyes widened at her, she felt his breath stop.

The sun was rising, pinks and purples bathing the teal green water. It danced off the drying blood on Discord’s face, long neck and his wet, rumpled clothes.
They reflected off his eyes coloring it orange.

She saw him gulp, Adam’s apple bobbing. He opened and closed his mouth, making little noises before his eyes locked on hers, intense. “You...you really are lovely, my Dear.”

Her heart clenched, squeezing her lungs. She couldn’t look at his eyes because they never lied to her. “I’m covered in blood.”

“Yes.” He breathed out, like the word was part of him.

She couldn’t wait any longer. His sweet words and the emotions of want, hunger and something she couldn’t name, pulled her. She felt like she was drowning.
“I can’t wait. I’m sorry.” She breathed hotly against his neck and she felt him shiver.

“I understand.” Was his raspy reply.

Her legs tightened against him as she tried keeping balanced.
Panting, she licked a long line against his neck, almost moaning at the taste of salt but sweet and bitter blood stuck to hot slick skin. She felt his grip tighten considerably, her realizing vaguely, in the back of her mind, how gentle he purposefully has been, his grip a tight thrill in her belly.
She bit down, knowing what spot she wanted.
The blood against his skin gave another level of need she didn’t know she was capable of feeling. Her body felt on fire. She drank greedily, hands clawing against the back of his neck and his shoulder, her grip like iron.

She quickly felt his body trembling, his pulse racing under her tongue. His breath came out in shallow puffs, like he tried stopping his breathing, tried stifling his voice.
She pulled away after a bit, licking at the wound. She was thinking more clearly. “I’m sorry. It...probably wasn’t smart to do that now. The sun’s rising and...people will be out.”

She still felt him trembling, so, looking down, her heart sank. He was breaking again. His eyes shrinking and growing, going rapidly, his jaw clenched tight, his breathing was erratic and he began whispering to himself, his grip on her tightening so much she knew she’d have bruises. She looked for her purse, having realized it was still over her shoulder. Reaching in, she began looking for the bottle, knowing she couldn’t panic.

‘This is your fault.’ A critical thought came.

Luckily the seal was air tight, as she grabbed the bottle and checked. She tried to see how many he would need, but didn’t see anything.
“Please let this help and not be a lie. Please. I won’t ever drink from him again if this helps.”
She prayed, though she couldn’t even say who to. She could feel his nails digging into her skin through the skirt fabric.

He muttered words, curses, sentences that made very little, if any, sense. He spoke about voices. About death. Eradication.
To hold on tight.

He must’ve been trying not to drop her. “I’ll try one.” She muttered, taking out one, a large and perfectly round white tablet.

‘Why do you always destroy those you care for?’ Her thoughts nagged at her.

“Discord. Open your mouth.” She said, having put the bottle back and gripping the pill tight as to not drop it.

“No.” He ground out, hitting his brow over and over, like he was trying to force something out.

She swore she could see a vein in his forehead. She furrowed her brows.

“Discord! Come on! You promised. You said you’d take them if it was too much.”
Huffing in frustration, she gripped his nose, forcing him to open his mouth for breath, there was blood on his tongue, he’d bitten it, the blood mixing with his saliva.
She took her chance and shoved the pill down his throat, so he couldn’t spit it out.

He spit out the blood and saliva for a moment, her thinking he was calming down.

After a moment, it changed.

His eyes dilated, a chill of unease settled over her shoulders. He stopped trembling, his eye that was visible and not covered, looking down, like it was focusing.
Something wasn’t right.

“Put me down.” She said suddenly. Something wasn’t right. She struggled, but in an instant, in a blink, they were on the sand. It was the same part of the beach that was next to their hotel.

He did, though it took a few minutes, not too gently either. “Sorry. I...I’m sending you back. Just...I’ll be back.”

He turned, wrapping his arms around himself, using his long legs to leave.

“Wait! What...what did I do wrong?” Fluttershy ran after him. She thought she was helping by giving him those. Did she screw up again?

“Not right now, Fluttershy. You don’t...you don’t understand what happens.” He was serious.

She reached and grabbed the front of his shirt, forcing him to turn in surprise and look. “Of course I don’t understand! I only just found out you’re not all there and I can’t help but feel like it’s my fault! Then I risk giving you medicine that a stranger said would help and once I do...Discord...” her yell broke into a whimper. “Just talk to me! We’re both beating around the bushes avoiding things we shouldn’t and at first I thought it was okay...but not when I might lose you.”

Her fist shook, her eyes closed tightly.
There was silence for who knows how long.
Hearing him make a pained hiss and smelling blood, her eyes widened and she saw a knife stabbed in his thigh, his hand letting go of the handle.

She looked at him in shock, about to ask, when he gripped her head and brought his down, forehead to her own. “They don’t help like you’d think.” His voice quivered with breath.

“Discord, your leg-“ she was more focused on that.

“That’s why I said I don’t need them! Listen to me!” He shook her head and she was forced to look at him, a desperation in his eyes. “They shut down the voices temporarily. But with that, goes my thought of caring for anyone. It’s not in a...fuck, how do I explain?”

“But-but your le-“ she wanted to reach out.

He squeezed her head, it actually hurting and she looked back to his eyes. They were already trying to go back to normal. He looked so angry. “Forget the fucking leg! It was either that or I stabbed you!”

She froze, face contorted in shock.

He breathed deep and hard through his nose. “I lose all train of thought to care for people, innocent or not! I...I admit...after awhile, I only took them when the job was going to be complicated. I don’t...I don’t WANT to be heartless.
I don’t want to be...But it’s not that easy for me.
I...the moment you just closed your eyes, I was about to use that as my chance to get you. The voices are noise. They yell and yell to tell me to do things, good or bad. Sometimes they’re so loud I can’t think! But it’s bearable most the time! I couldn’t bear killing you when that’s all I do in that state! I...”

She swallowed the lump in her throat. “Is it...is it my fault?” She croaked.

He looked like she just slapped him. “Why would you say that?” His grip tightened, brows furrowed, almost anguished.

She didn’t want to cry. “First my family. They die. Zephyr is alive but who knows what his condition is! I’ve pushed away my friends and I still can’t face that man! Then now this with you! It-it has to not help with your sanity! And it’s all because I turned into this monster and have to feed. I like your blood the most so I go for you more. Then I actually liked when you killed those mobsters earlier!” She choked on large tears. “I’ve had to be the bigger person ever since we were taken! I couldn’t let Zephyr see me sad even as he stabbed me over and over and even as he was taken away! I didn’t want to burden my parents with my pain when they were being-!” She took a deep breath, angry through the tears, “Then when I get back, the only survivor, I had to go back home where everything of my family was! Alone! EVERY MEMORY! Every item, all the blankets and pillows and the pictures and portraits and toys and clothes and every little thing in that place! Then act normal in front of my friends because I didn’t want to hear what they had to say! I couldn’t face what had happened! I didn’t want to lose anyone! But I feel like I’m losing them! My family, my friends, my sanity, and for some reason the thought of losing you hurts so much! Don’t push me away!”

“Then stop taking on all the brunt of everything!” He yelled.

“What do-“ she began, voice barely audible.

He glared at her. “Don’t you dare ask what I mean! Don’t you fucking dare, Fluttershy! Like you just said, within the last year and a half, your life has been put through the damned shredder and glued together with water and called it paper again! You take care of us when we should be taking care of you!”

“B-but you-“ she tried.

“Bullshit! It’s no skin off our noses to feed you. I don’t mean physically, Fluttershy! Look at yourself now. You’re so utterly terrified of losing someone you’re willing to do anything. There’s a difference between kindness and terror!” He shook her head again. “Tell me. Tell me right now. What would you do if I left? If I left and didn’t return-“ He was getting angry with her.

“No! Please! I-I know it’s not healthy and you can do what you want, but it worries me. I never know if you’re safe or not and if you leave now I’ll be so worried and I probably wouldn’t eat aga-“ She pleaded.

He grabbed her jaw, forcing her to look at him, tears still running down her face. “Listen to me right now. I’ve been sick like this, most my life. I’ve done things I never want you knowing about. All of this last year forced you to grow up too fast and not in a good way. I understand nightmares. I understand being petrified to let someone go. So, talk. To. Me. Or to Chrysalis or Sombra. Or even Derpy. Fluttershy, you aren’t alone now, but you keep fucking acting like it! You smile but avoid your trauma like a bad smell. It’s okay to not be okay all the time! You’re going to break and break hard! Then where would that leave us?”

The tears wouldn’t stop and her lip wobbled. “But I couldn’t do-do that to you-“

“What do I have to do to convince you that when I leave, it’s not for forever?!” His grip tightened.

She gulped thickly. She wanted to believe him, but if Rich found out, he might try and take Discord from her too. “But-but what if someone-“

“THEN I’LL RIP THEM APART BY THEIR VEINS AND COME BACK TO YOU!” He yelled. “This is going to sound terrible, but...if you’re so afraid of losing anyone again, then take advantage of our strengths and take it over! There’s only a few ways I can see you moving on. One,” he removed his hand to show her, “wallow in your grief, let it consume you until you feel life isn’t worth it. Then the man you’re so afraid of, will win. He would’ve broken you. Two, you try and live on. A mundane, day by day life with the fear whoever you connect with will leave and you can’t open up to anyone. Or three, think like him and use his tricks to your advantage. He wants to be the big dog and rip everything from under you? Well then,” he smiled, a dangerous gleam in his now glowing eyes, “use your new friends who will be loyal to you, and rip everything from him. Become top dog and eat the hands that hurt you. By overpowering him, you’ll show that even at your lowest, he couldn’t break you. And as for those higher than him, eat them too. To be at the top, you have to fight your way there. You know that.”

A thought occurred to her. “If it’s that way...why aren’t you top dog? You’re strong enough.”

He sneered, but she saw he was loosening. “Once at the top, everyone will want to take you down. But...I wouldn’t mind being a bottomless pit and devouring everyone who would think of killing what I’m protecting. It’s more entertaining that way. And...it’s just not my style.”

She smiled, but a fresh bout of tears ran hotly down her cheeks at remembering the Cerberus Brothers comment. She choked. “I didn’t...I didn’t know he was alive. I didn’t abandon him...right?”

He didn’t even seem to need to ask. “No. You didn’t. I know you well enough. If you knew, you would’ve kept enduring. Now, now. Come here.” He pulled her to him, standing through a hiss of pain and tried hiding them from the full brunt of the sun.

Fluttershy tried protesting that he’d hurt himself, but he ignored that. He held her flush against him, he seemed to be himself, though he didn’t remove the knife.

His scent and all the stress she’d been under, broke her. Turning her head into his chest, she wailed. She knew she should’ve stayed quiet, but she couldn’t do that once he kissed the top of her head and held her so gently again. She was wrapped in his arms, safe, and he wasn’t leaving.

“Shouldn’t you remove that?” She croaked after her fit stopped. She pointed to the knife.

He sighed. “Not yet. The pain keeps me distracted.”

She hummed, curling more into him again.

“So all that dazed look wasn’t just hunger?” He asked after a pause.

She startled, looking at him with wide eyes and a blush covering her whole face. “Uh-uhm-that’s not what-I mean-the blood and...” she trailed off, not sure how to defend herself.

“What did you want?” He asked, almost teasingly.

“Uhm..what do you mean?” She squeaked. She knew they should’ve cleaned off, Hell, should’ve been back hours ago.

He wiggled his brows but snorted a laugh. “You said you liked when I killed them. What did you want from me once it was over?”

She pouted, her blush a deep red. “I wanted to see what you tasted like. It was dumb! Probably all that blood to the brain. Just ignore it!” She waved her hands in front of herself, in his face.

He laughed, holding her close. “I’m sorry. It’s fun poking fun when I learn something new about you. Hmm...” he grinned mischievously, leaning close to her ear, “then what would you do, if I killed others? In a gory fashion? Knifes, my bare hands? Then if I got close, their blood and gore dripping from my hands and along my body as I hold you close, your own-“ he paused, probably envisioning it himself and blushed, “never mind.” He whispered.

It seemed, she wasn’t alone. She bit her lip, sitting onto her knees and got so close her lips almost brushed his. She hooded her eyes, her voice soft, lower. “I guess we’ll have to see next time, won’t we?”

He growled low in his throat and she saw he was lifting his hands, but the moment was shattered.

“WHAT IN THE FUCK?! WERE YOU TWO HERE THE WHOLE TIME?! WHY ARE YOU BOTH COVERED IN BLOOD?!” Chrysalis came up on them, eyes glowing lividly.

Upon seeing Rainbow and Pinkie behind her, Discord snapped his fingers, the blood disappeared along with the knife and wound. “Chrissy! How was the party? We needed a breather and had a chat all night, if you must know.”

Fluttershy wasn’t sure all that they should’ve told, and really she knew if Rainbow and Pinkie were going to be with them, they’d have to know. She took a deep breath. “Rainbow? Pinkie?”

They didn’t even stop as they barreled into her and hugged the lights out of her.

“We were so worried! We got your stuff from Tree Hugger but she was worried too. Then we were so scared that big guy did something since we couldn’t find him either-“ Pinkie cried and Rainbow rambled too.

From the corner of her eye, she saw Chrysalis glare at Discord and usher him over at his lack of response to being called the equivalent of a serial killer, or worse.

She couldn’t hear them, but she did see Chrysalis raise her brow with a frown and a deep blush cover Discord’s face, all the way down his neck. He squeaked something back, but Fluttershy couldn’t hear.

They both had issues, her and Discord. Had things that she realized, could either make them a dangerous team, or a danger to each other.

They got cleaned up, changed, she was happy to be in shorts. They had to check out by the end.

She said farewell to Tree Hugger and gave her her number.

In the RV, she realized she still had to figure out what path she wanted.
After everything, she still was unsure.
The thought of Discord being so utterly loyal to her, was a pleasant thought.

The people she was after, weren’t good people. She could bathe in their blood, lick it off Discord’s skin, kiss it from his mouth.
The thought sent a violent shiver down her spine.

Glancing at Pinkie and Rainbow, both sharing a MP3 player and chatting right next to her, she realized a snag.
Celestia had to be working with Rich, right?
Twilight would do anything for Celestia.

Which were her friends loyal to?
If they were divided, would these Elements work?
How many lives was she willing to drag with her, to find her brother and protect her loved ones?
Would her longest friends, become her enemies?

She heard Chrysalis snickering and looked over. In the back, head against a window, Discord laid as curled as he could with how long he was coupled with being in a seat. He was sleeping, earbuds in.

She grinned fondly. They had problems. She still needed answers from him. But...with everything, she ultimately knew, she’d close her eyes to him again, if he held a knife to her.

She was his noose.

He was her anchor to Humanity, no matter how frail the rope tying them to the top was.

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A couple weeks after returning had Fluttershy laying on her stomach helping Sombra go through notebooks. He’d accumulated a little much and it’d become clutter.
Sombra wore a sleeveless silk tank top with cargo shorts. She laughed hard the first time she saw it. Purely out of shock, she told him. It was true. She was so used to him wearing proper clothes, it was nice seeing him comfortable. He had burettes keeping his hair back, the tan diamond visible.
Turns out, Sombra could do a variety of things with his magic. Like he was currently. The red sand-like smoke held some books up gently as he filed through them. More flipping pages.
Earlier, he’d created a laser beam and shot it at Discord before Discord left, cackling the whole way out.

Fluttershy and Discord both pretty much slept the first week back.
Separately, believe it or not. Her sleep was fitful, but she knew it was ridiculous, how much she was depending on him.

They did tell Sombra and Chrysalis about the Underground issue and that Zephyr was alive but M.I.A.
She even told them what she could about the “prophecy”. They didn’t believe her, simply because they doubted they could bring on the end of days.
She hadn’t told Rainbow and Pinkie anything, despite wanting to.
She sighed. She saw how all her friends reacted to just knowing her family was dead, how would they react to...to all of this?!

She wasn’t anywhere closer to finding Zephyr either. She could technically go to the source next time she saw him, but just that thought made her feel disgusting. He would also probably lie to her too.

The door opened and Fluttershy heard Capper yell out.
“Over here! What did you need?” She asked as she saw him walk in.
Really, she hoped it was a one time thing. She didn’t want to have another case of people walking in as they pleased.

He wore a ear piece and what he most likely wore to work, a long open sweater, a cat fur littered t-shirt and leggings. His bangs were purple but she could see dirty blonde, almost brown, hair peaking from the cat eared cap he wore. He grinned, Fluttershy having realized Sombra got rid of the magic before their guest even walked in.

“Just came to get some of Discord’s stuff. What are-“ he stopped, his eyes glued to Sombra who hadn’t realized he was there.

Fluttershy didn’t expect the full face blush and the widening of green eyes. His eyes were still glued to Sombra.

Feeling eyes on him, Sombra had a irritable look before looking up from his notebooks, only to freeze.

Fluttershy suddenly felt like she was witnessing something awkward. She wanted no part of that, thank you!
She cleared her throat. “What,uhm, did you need?”

Capper broke out of it temporarily and in a cracked voice, like he was 12 again, he replied, though his eyes kept shifting to Sombra, who by then looked away. “Just-Uh-just some clothes and that stuff. Maybe-maybe enough for a week?”

Fluttershy got up and she swore she was witnessing something personal. “I think he has clothes in the dryer. A week? Hmmm, okay.”
She fought to ask him to have Discord check in. She fled.

She put what she could find downstairs in a to go bag. She refused to lock pick his door again. That week away from him, just sleeping wise, made her quickly see how creepy that was and she wasn’t wanting to be that person. She was already many things.

She tried padding for time as long as she could, but there was only so long one could stall for time. She walked out from the hallway, not realizing how quiet she was because she witnessed a rare sight.

Sombra had a light blush dusting his cheeks. Capper was even worse for wear, brows furrowed and looking nervous.
They looked like teens as opposed to adults.

Fluttershy had to choose. Interrupt or slowly walk back. She thinned her lips, slowly walking backward.

“There’s no way. Statistically, it just isn’t.” Sombra said, Fluttershy could hear the sadness.

“Okay, well now I KNOW they got a hold on you. Listen, King-“ Capper began, Fluttershy never hearing that tone of exhaustion from him. It didn’t seem in character, which probably meant it was genuine.

“No,” She heard rustling, Sombra must’ve been getting up.

She didn’t know what to do! She didn’t want to eavesdrop but they were being loud! It was so awkward!

“You don’t get to use that name. You don’t get to say that after 7 years. I’m not who I was and neither are you.” A thud.

A sigh from Capper. “You aren’t the only one who likes knowledge. Mine is just different from your’s.”

A pause. Fluttershy waited, hoping they were done so she could act like she didn’t hear anything.

A scoff, a familiar one from Sombra.

“See? The fact you’re so upset by the sight of me speaks volumes of how much it still affects you. Dammit, King, you don’t think I tried?” Capper was getting loud, desperate.

A groan from Sombra. “Obviously not hard enough. If you used your brain-“

A laugh from Capper. “You know that thing is useless. My heart is the real powerhouse behind everything I do.”

A smack. “Oh for-you are so stubborn, you know that? I...I can’t deal wi-“

Sombra was cut off and it was silent for a moment. When Fluttershy walked out, thinking it was okay to, there was some space between them. Capper was slightly taller, back barley off the wall.
Sombra had a full blown blush. Capper did too, but he looked smug verses Sombra’s shock.
Capper noticed her and grabbed the bag from her. “Thank you~, now I shall be off. I’ll let Dissy know you said hi.”

With that, the front door closed, leaving an awkward silence between the two friends.

Not able to take it, Fluttershy spoke first. “So...was that what it sounded like? I wasn’t trying to eavesdrop , but, you both weren’t really quiet.” She glanced over but couldn’t help the small giggle.

Sombra had one hand covering his face. “No, your hearing is just advanced. As for the topic...no...it’s nothing.”

Fluttershy frowned. “I thought he liked Chrysalis?”

Sombra snorted, removing his hand and waving that off. He had a look like she just said something ridiculous. “If he was acting like a idiot, then it was just to get a reaction out of her.”

Fluttershy smiled like a cat eating a canary. “You sure?”

Sombra didn’t seem to notice her look. He rolled his eyes, trying to go back to his notebooks. “Trust me, I want to believe it because it would prove me right, but if-“ he stopped upon seeing her smug look.

She began giggling. She was thoroughly enjoying she was seeing another part of Sombra.

His phone began playing the death tune and he groaned. She went to the kitchen to fix him some tea, knowing who it was.

About 10 minutes later, Sombra came in, rubbing his temples. She patted his back.
“You okay?”

He sighed, drinking the tea. “My family is having a get together for my...sister’s...husband and his family since they’ll be revealing the gender of her little Hell spawn and they want me to bring this girlfriend I have. Those two words were separated when I said them but they misunderstood and when I tried explaining...it got me nowhere.”

She hummed. “Oh. Well, I hope she says yes, right?”

He gave her a deadpan look and she realized. “Just this one dinner? They’ve been bothering me about it for months and I tried getting out of it, but since it’ll be at our parent’s place and around company, I have to show and act like we’re the perfect home.” He sighed, a frustrated look on his face. “I just...I hate admitting it, but I’m going to need a friend. We don’t have to pretend to be THAT way if that’s what you’re concerned for.”

She didn’t want to meet his family, friend or not. He shared some things and others she pieced together. She was very protective of Sombra and she realized by now she didn’t give a fuck WHO the other person was, she’d start a fight.
Sombra had been her friend even before her and her family went “missing” so he was precious to her.
But...that being said, he’d never asked for her company before, which meant things must’ve been bad, or getting that way. She sighed. “Okay. When?”

He actually looked a little surprised she agreed to it. As he should because she was so close to saying no.
“Tonight. I had hoped if I ignored them about it, they’d take the hint and make an excuse.”

Okay, that was sooner than she’d thought. “W-what’s the dress code?”

He moved his hand in a “meh” notion. “Not formal but don’t wear jeans. Remember, to my family, image is everything.”

She saw his hand shook slightly. There was something off though, about all of it. Why would Sombra saying he had a girl who was a friend, be such a big deal?
She tried thinking.
Image oriented family. Won’t accept he has a girl who’s just a friend. The fact he’s looked down upon despite how hard he works.
“They knew, didn’t they?”

He looked shocked at her, very pointedly not looking at her and walking passed. “That’s a very vague question.” He went to clean up the notebooks, the magic doing most of it. It moved agitatedly.

She sighed and put her hand on his head when she got close. “Sombra...why’re you so hung up on your family if they still treat you this way? I know it can be complicated, but they shouldn’t have that much say.”

He removed her hand, but held onto it. “That’s all I’ve known. They’re the only family I have. If your family was-“

“But they weren’t. Stop clinging to your birth family.” Her voice was strong, but her heart beat in concern.

“Then stop clinging to your’s.” He snarked, obviously not even thinking of what he’d said before saying it.

She knew her face looked pained. “I will when I’m satiated. Come on. It’s getting late.” She let go but he hugged her when she turned.
That itself was odd since they rarely hugged and she usually was the one initiating.

“That was cruel of me to say.” He let go, then sighed, moving passed her to go get ready.

She’d take it as his apology. She sighed heavily when she went to change. Angel patted her leg. “What do I do, Angel? I want him happy but if he keeps clinging and thinking that’s the only way to get places in life...I just want him happy. Okay, I fed you and I’m ready. We shouldn’t be long.” She kissed the bunny. “Love you, Angel.”

She wore a thigh high blue dress with black leggings and a black shawl and heels. She had left her hair down.
She saw Sombra walk down and smiled. “This good?” She wouldn’t hold what he’d said against him, though it hurt.

And she knew, she’d have to see for her own eyes what his family was like to make any judgements.

Sombra wore a white button up, a red vest and black pants. She rose a brow. “I feel under dressed.”

He kept messing with his hair, it not listening. “What you’re in is fine. I just don’t have a mix between comfy clothes and my more formal-like wear.”

She nodded. That made sense. So, linking her arm with his, they sought out to go to the bus stop. Sombra was saving for a car, but till then, bus would do.

At first the ride was quiet, neither needing noise, until Sombra fiddled with his fingers. “I never did understand what was wrong with my relationship with Capper. We never did anything wrong, even for our ages back then.”

She nodded, leaning her head against his shoulder. “I don’t see anything wrong. Neither would my parents.”

“Thank you.” Was his quiet reply and they stayed silent through the rest of the ride.

Sombra hadn’t been lying as she saw the size of the place. It was very picturesque. It made her uncomfortable. But, Sombra was there, they were going to eat-well, he was, then they’d get it over with and go back home, gorge on junk and binge documentaries all night.

“Shall we?” He asked.

She nodded, hating the squirming in her belly at already remembering how to answer and behave.

Fluttershy was already regretting her decision and quickly wondered why he came back. She latched to his arm while they went through introductions with his parents, the others having not arrived yet. He looked only a bit like his father, nothing like the woman, but if she recalled, she wasn’t his actual mother.
She had to “respectfully “ decline shaking his father’s hand. The place made her incredibly uncomfortable and everyone being well dressed (or close to it) was sending her nerves haywire.

Sombra was only a little better, him becoming more vocal and more snarky and arrogant. It seemed, the only way to act as one of them was to act just as big.

Also, turned out Sombra’s full name was King Sombra Knight. So...there was that.

Fluttershy was surprised when the other’s arrived and she saw Twilight’s parents. Then Shining Armour and a pregnant woman she didn’t know. He called her Cadence.
Fluttershy froze. What were the fucking odds?
Well...this was awkward. Chrysalis’ ex was one of her friend’s brother and Cadence was Sombra’s half sibling.
Seeing Twilight walk in, carrying a dessert they brought and laying eyes on Sombra herself, confirmed Twilight didn’t know either.
Neither said a word about it, that being a conversation for another time, or something to be ignored.

Dinner went smoothly, the chatter ranging from day to day things and events to scientific discoveries and rich people issues Fluttershy couldn’t care less about.

“So, Fluttershy, was it? How did you meet King?” Sombra’s father asked.

She gulped. “We met at the library.”

The man raised a brow, like expectant.

She tried again. “At the library, Sir?”

“There we go. Not sure if your parents ever taught you, but some friendly advice, always address an older man as “Sir” and a older woman as “Ma’am or Madame”. It’s more respectful.” He put on a stony grin.

Fluttershy bit her tongue and immediately grabbed Sombra’s hand in a vice against his thigh. If she was to be civil, she had to keep quiet. Sombra patted her hand with his other reassuring. When she side glanced him, he looked at her apologetically.

“I believe that was uncalled for, father.” Sombra said, trying to be respectful but defy his parent. Something that was probably hard for him, from what Fluttershy gathered.

“Oh, I wouldn’t worry about it too much, Mr. Knight. Her parents always were very soft so it’s no wonder about her lack of proper etiquette. Those things can always be learned.” Twilight’s mother spoke, probably trying to ease the growing tension, but it only served to light the iron in Fluttershy’s belly.

“You two know this girl?” Sombra’s step mother asked, putting her fingers to her cheek.

They nodded.

“Better than that shifty free loader, I’d have to say.” Cadence said, rubbing her belly and smiling sweetly.

Fluttershy felt Sombra tense. He glared darkly. “That’s low, even for you. He wasn’t one and you know that.”

Cadence rolled her eyes. “You have a knack for picking out ill mannered people to...”love”.” She put air quotes around the word love.

“For someone wearing a lot of hearts, you sure as Hell don’t show compassion.”Fluttershy butt in to defend Sombra. “For being “all about love”, as Twilight has told our group, you sure have a small minded view of what it is.”

“Watch your tone with my wife.” Shining Armour sat up, putting his hands on the table.

Man should’ve kept his mouth shut. “I’d watch my tone if you had any balls.”
Fluttershy could feel the tattoo on her back burning.

Sombra’s father sighed deeply. Looking, they saw he had a finger to his temple. “Really, King, we try and have a nice dinner to celebrate the reveal of Cadence’s child and you have to bring an ill mouthed woman. This is getting up there with that loose lipped homosexual you’d bring around.” He rubbed his temples. “I knew I should’ve sent you to that camp after we found you two. Always a disgrace.”

A camp?!
Sombra worked hard. He studied and not always for fun. If these were the only people Sombra had in his life, it was no wonder he felt like he had to prove himself. It was no wonder he probably was the one who broke it off with the man he felt for. It was no wonder he looked to dread each visit.
It was no wonder he came back exhausted to the point where he wouldn’t leave his room for days.

Sombra looked uncomfortable, but unlike Fluttershy, was trained to keep his mouth shut.

“Fluttershy, stay down. You’re being ridiculous and rude. Mr. Knight was just giving you advice and you spit in his face.” Twilight stood and reached a arm out to stop her.

Fluttershy took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. “I’m not doing this with you right now, Twilight.”

She didn’t even push out her chair, she got onto the table. She had an old man to bitch slap.

Right as she lifted her hand to do so, everyone getting up once they realized, even Mr. Knight, a magenta ray of magic engulfed her hand and tossed her back.
The force was so strong, she went flying past the table into the wall, knocking down pictures in the process. The air left her lungs and pain shot from the back of her skull.

“Sorry!” Twilight said, though her crown was on and the magic glowed. “Fluttershy, what were you thinking?!”

Sombra got up and rushed over. “You okay? What about your head?”

The impact, Twilight’s actions, only served to piss her off. She looked up, but saw Twilight in front of them, protecting them. Protecting those who said those things about her, about her parents, about Sombra and his choice in who to love.

Twilight looked back. “I’m so sorry about her. She just lost her family and lives with disrespectful people. It would only give reason she’d be misbehaved. Her family wasn’t privy to the ways of etiquette. They chose to let people come and go, so she doesn’t know how to act.”

Fluttershy saw how Sombra shook with the force to keep himself in check, not wanting to reveal his magic. Nonetheless against his family.

“Twilight. Move.” Fluttershy said, standing, her back hunched.

Twilight shook her head. “Not until you calm down. Just because you lost your family doesn’t mean you have to go crazy and destroy other families.”

Fluttershy jolted, upon feeling Sombra’s hand on her back. Her anger was turning her blood to lava. Her energy was high, nerves on end and she just wanted to hurt something. Preferably the ones in front of her.
“Let’s go, Fluttershy.” He tried consoling.

She gripped onto his arm tightly, trying to listen, when the old man spoke again. “Maybe it’s a good thing her family isn’t with us anymore, if this is how their daughter turned out.”

Seeing a knife, Fluttershy threw it hard, it whistling and flying through air, it cut the old man’s cheek as it flew past.

Using that as a distraction, Fluttershy ran and got up into Twilight’s face, teal eyes blaring red. She grabbed Twilight by the front of her shirt, nose to nose. “Meeting tomorrow. We are settling this bullshit.”

She released her roughly and on the way out, she grabbed Sombra by the front of his shirt, dragging him.

She could swear, the magic against her back was pulsing. If Twilight wanted a fight, Fluttershy was all too happy to oblige by that point. Her fangs throbbed.

This wasn’t how she wanted things to go.

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Saying she was pissed was an understatement. Though when she glanced at Sombra’s face, her anger deflated to a simmer, guilt replacing it.
She grabbed his hand, licking at the wounds her nails made.

He let her, though was startled at first. They both were walking, since the last bus had left before they could make it.
When Fluttershy offered for them to call Chrysalis, Sombra simply shook his head and said they should cool down first. She could see the magic sparking against his forehead.

“I’m sorry, Sombra. I knew if I opened my mouth, I’d cause trouble. I just...I just couldn’t take them saying those things! Not just about my behavior, I’m used to people commenting about that. But the comments with my parents and YOU.” She looked into his eyes, the auburn eyes holding something back. He stayed quiet, letting her continue.
“You...you are such a great person. I truly can’t fathom how anyone would say you aren’t worthy. You’re also funny when you don’t try telling jokes. And honestly, if Twilight wasn’t there, or if the feel of the place wasn’t so similar to something I try and avoid, I probably could’ve kept my mouth shut. I feel so bad embarrassing you and myself.”

She heard him sigh and looked over. “You realize you don’t have to explain yourself? I know you had your reasons. It honestly just surprised me. But...thank you, for sticking up for me.”
Sombra stayed quiet after that, but rubbed her back. They ended up walking the 3-4 hours home.

Twilight never got in contact about the meet up. Her other friends didn’t contact her either, which meant they were either busy or Twilight probably spun a story.

At first, it was fine. She understood.

Week one,
was good. Her sleep was okay, she could feed off Sombra and Chrysalis. She continued to look for work and helped out. She tried finding leads to Zephyr’s whereabouts, though since she didn’t know where to start, it didn’t turn out too well.

Week two,
was a little tougher. Nightmares returned and the time between feedings got longer. Discord didn’t return from work. Chrysalis told her not to worry, his work did that once in awhile. She did what she could.

Week three,
her friends got back to her that they were busy, with family things or chores. Drinking from Chrysalis and Sombra was making her sick, though she didn’t say. Drinking animal blood didn’t help and it made her feel guilty.
Her sleep was barely there, it made her tired. Sometimes she’d wake in full body sweats, shaking and chalked it up to nightmares.
Discord still wasn’t back and she refused to crack and check on him. No matter how much she wanted to.
He had said to trust him. Trust that he’d return. She wanted to trust him.

Chrysalis took her out for a girls weekend. Fluttershy had fun, but the sound of heart beats, the gross scent of their sweat and heat was distracting. ‘Maybe I should broaden my feeding.’ Was a passing thought, one she didn’t like.

She tried sleeping with Chrysalis and even Sombra, though on his floor, when the nightmares got too much. Their presence didn’t help much. She felt safer, though she never slept as deep. Like a cat nap verses that dreamless sleep where you have drool over your mouth the next morning.

Week four,
Things changed drastically. She was weaker, not as energetic. The days without sleep were longer, her skin was colder. Her head began to throb like it did after the accident. The tattoo on her back burned like the acid from Discord’s bubble he made.
She hid the dizzy spells as best she could. Then blamed what they saw on just needing sleep.

Sometimes she’d dream of Discord and sometimes bodies drenched in blood. She’d wake up starving, throat dry, head throbbing, body aching.

School would be starting again soon. She supposed she’d have to see how much damage she had done to her relationship with her friends. It had to be her fault, right? Why else would each one of them, not want to even speak to her, even when busy?

She remembered the options Discord said she had. She refused Option 1. Option 2 wasn’t working. What about...Option...3?

Fluttershy was walking. The ground beneath her was cold, almost icy, but not quite. The sky above was the night sky, full of stars but no moon. Looking down, she was in her underwear and that was it, standing on a mirror.
Problem was, the mirror looked to expand for miles upon miles, no end in sight.
She felt calm enough, she sat, then looked down to her reflection.

Her reflection had teal eyes, so she must. “Who are you?” It asked, causing Fluttershy to jolt. She hadn’t moved her mouth.

“I’m Fluttershy.” She replied.

The reflection shook her head. “No, because I’m Fluttershy.”

She furrowed her brow, the reflection copying. “Of course, because you’re a reflection.”

Other Fluttershy shook her head again. “No I’m not. You are.”

Fluttershy frowned. “Can we both be Fluttershy?” She asked.

Other Fluttershy thought. “I don’t think so.”

Fluttershy tilted her head. “Why not?”

Other Fluttershy looked sadly to her. “I think it’s because we are two different people.”

Fluttershy shook her head, confused. “How?”

Other Fluttershy thought and thought, then, like she got an idea, she reached her arms out and like if she were underwater, they breached the mirror surface.

Fluttershy backed up, startled.

It took a moment. A slow, almost creepy moment, with the mirror dripping off Other Fluttershy’s skin and plopping back like water bubbles in a glass bottle.

Other Fluttershy stood, a sweet smile on her lips and butterfly wings coming from her back. They were beautiful monarch wings, though white where the black should be and bubblegum pink where it should orange. “We can figure this out together.” She held her hand out.

Fluttershy hesitated, but took the hand and stood. They walked side by side.

“What was your idea?” Fluttershy asked.

ButterShy, Fluttershy nicknamed her, hummed and had a pep in her step. She went a little further and turned. “Simple. This is what makes ME Fluttershy.”
She tilted her head back to the side, like looking behind her, more figures coming out of the mirror beneath them.

Fluttershy got a chill. Then upon seeing the figures, she choked on a gasp, her heart clenching painfully.

ButterShy continued. “I have my mom, dad, Zephyr, all my animal friends and my girl friends. I’m happy and still treat all with kindness.” She grinned big, gesturing to the figures.

Fluttershy’s breath caught, tears welling in her eyes and she ran towards the figures. “Mom! Dad!”
But when she tried grasping them, they turned to silver liquid, dripping down her arms like blood.

“What do you have?” ButterShy asked.
Fluttershy turned as ButterShy gestured again, this time walking to her, hugging her.

Fluttershy bristled and shoved her away. “DON’T TOUCH ME!”

“You don’t even trust me and I am you.” ButterShy smiled small, putting her hands behind her back.

Fluttershy choked on her voice. “I just...I don’t want to be touched.”

ButterShy tilted her head. “That can’t be true.”
A figure cast her in shadow and she turned. It was a blood covered Discord. He wore the same fond, gentle look he did that night and she felt her heart swell.
She heard ButterShy continue. “You let him touch you however he pleases.Rich wanted to do that. Isn’t that scary?”

Fluttershy glared at ButterShy. “No, he’s not.” She opened to say more, but ButterShy put an arm out and twirled, figures showing up surrounding them.
They were bodies. The mirror was getting messy with blood.

ButterShy gave her a sad look, still smiling. “But he should be scary to you. He kills. He steals lives. He even told you he would stab you. Just as Rich stole Mom, Dad, and your complete sense of safety.”

“He’s not! I mean-“ Fluttershy stammered.

“What happened to make you cling to a killer? Did Rich actually get to you?” ButterShy tilted her head.

“No!” Fluttershy covered her ears.

“Don’t turn away.” ButterShy said sweetly.

“You’re wrong though! Discord is safe! I feel safe with him.” Fluttershy yelled back, hands shaking.

“Why? Tell me, if you met him before you got taken, would you feel safe?” ButterShy sighed, still smiling.

“I...I can’t answer that because things changed.” She clenched her eyes shut.

ButterShy hummed. “Well, I know Fluttershy would’ve stayed with her friends before staying with strangers.”

Fluttershy knew that. But things changed. “I didn’t want to burden them.”

“No. You lost.” ButterShy said.

Fluttershy turned her head. “I didn’t lose.”

A figure of Rich was suddenly in front of her, the scent of cigars and whiskey strong. She screamed, backing away, heart hammering.

“Admit it! Admit Rich broke you! You aren’t Fluttershy anymore and it’s because of him!”

Fluttershy’s face contorted to a snarl. “No he did NOT!”

“Liar!”

She was getting angry. She hated that was becoming a more common emotion. She never used to be angry. She felt her fangs jab into her bottom lip. “I will NEVER admit he affected me!”

ButterShy pushed her down, still smiling. “Then why are you so angry? What happened to forgiveness?”

She glared. “I-“

“Is it because Discord enables those feelings?”

Fluttershy snarled. “Don’t drag him into this!”

“I’m right though. Instead of wallowing and getting over it, or speaking with your friends, like you would’ve before, he lets you cling onto those emotions. He justifies them. And you’re so alone and desperate to trust someone, you clung to him the moment you realized he wouldn’t hate you for those dark feelings.” Teal eyes bore holes in her own.

Fluttershy flipped them.
“At least with him I’m feeling something! What about you?! Stuck in a fantasy where everything’s so damn perfect! Your Mom and Dad are alive! Your brother is well! Your friends love you and you can trust them. Stop being delusional! IT’S NOT REAL!”

ButterShy flipped them again. “Exactly! Don’t you want to go back to that? Come on...you’ve suffered enough.”

Fluttershy stopped. ‘Go back to it?’
“It’s not real.” She whimpered.

She jolted, feeling ButterShy pet her head, smiling with crinkled eyes. “That’s okay. Who do you have to return to? Zephyr?”

Fluttershy looked into the others eyes for a while. “What do you mean?”

ButterShy sat up, holding a hand out. “ I know you don’t want to know what’s become of him.”

Fluttershy stood on her own. “He still needs me.”

ButterShy grinned bigger. “Does he?”

Fluttershy paused. “I don’t know.” She answered honestly.

ButterShy held her hands out, palms up. “So what were you going to do?”
ButterShy held her hands, Fluttershy stiffened. “You can’t kill. You can hardly feed yourself without guilt wracking your body. Sure, you could ask the serial killer to do it, but look what happened. You are not Fluttershy when you are around Discord.”

Fluttershy knew, she wasn’t dumb. She became intoxicated on the chaos Discord brought with, as she realized when he brutally mauled those mobsters. Even drenched in blood and horrifying, Discord looked to her like she was a person. Something she hadn’t felt like she was in a long time.

ButterShy smiled large, like she would seeing Angel. “You can’t kill those who killed your family. You know they have families too. Would you really feel right once you manipulated Discord into killing them?”
She gripped Fluttershy’s hands tightly.

Fluttershy tried pulling away. “I wouldn’t manipulate-“

ButterShy closed her eyes. “Yes you would. You know you have him wrapped around your finger, feeding off him or not.”

Fluttershy glared. “Just because I know that, doesn’t mean I’m manipulating him.”

ButterShy opened her eyes. “Don’t lie. You want him. You need him. You know it’s wrong but you can’t help but want it anyway. You want everything to do with him despite knowing nothing about him.” ButterShy grasped Fluttershy’s face in her hands. “At this rate you’re going to drag him to whatever unholy place you’re going to.”

Fluttershy stared at her, eyes wide. “He could say no.”

ButterShy smiled, Saintly. “You know he’s so touch starved he’d do anything you asked. If you asked him not to leave you, what would he say?”

Fluttershy smiled small, she knew this one. “He wouldn’t be able to answer me without lying. Yes he’s touch starved. Yes, I’m starved for the feeling of safety that was stolen from me like my parents.”

ButterShy kept her smile. It pissed Fluttershy off. “So you’re going to keep up this unhealthy addiction?”

Fluttershy realized then. The answer was so obvious. Like that night in his bed. But this time, she’d have to be clear to him that his opinion on their actions was just as important. That she wouldn’t stop holding him because he told her no.

She completely misunderstood what he was saying on the beach. She went the “safe” route and continued to act like she was fine, even as her body began to shut down. He had said to not take on the brunt of everything, and she was so focused on trusting him and not bothering him, she didn’t do the main thing he was worried about.

She began to laugh. Yes, she wasn’t sure about killing people herself. And she’d make it clear, Discord would have to want payment from her in order to do what she wanted.

Yes, ButterShy was right. Those horrid people have families. It wasn’t a kind thing to do. But ever since that year of Hell began, there was rarely a soul who showed her kindness or concern, including those who were supposed to.

She wanted Zephyr back still. Or at least find him. She wanted revenge for her family. Revenge for herself. She wanted revenge for all those families those in the Underground destroyed.

The Underground, from how Discord put it, was filled with old blood.

But...old blood, is still blood. What better fitting of a job than a Vampire to have.

She grinned at ButterShy and her back burned as her own wings unraveled. They were butter yellow dipped in black and translucent, like bats wings.
Quickly, still smiling, she gripped ButterShy’s wings, the other making a noise of surprise as Fluttershy turned her and put her foot between her shoulder blades.

“Wha-“

ButterShy’s eyes turned pink, sparking with magic.

“I don’t know who you are, but you seem to think being Human is a righteous thing. That forgiveness and kindness is the only way for me to go.
Well, fuck you then. If having Discord around is my only addiction...I’ll consider myself a sober Bitch!”
Fluttershy yanked, the butterfly wings sounding like cracking bones.
“I refuse to give in to whatever delusional fantasy you seem to think I want!”

Crack, a scream.

“I was angry. I was high on the scent of Discord and blood. But I’m clear headed now and I swear!”

Fluttershy straddled ButterShy’s back, leaning down to whisper in her ear. “I’m done being a Doll. Even to myself. The world is MY playground.”

Sickening pops were heard as the figures vanished, as ButterShy’s flesh was torn like soil as Fluttershy ripped the wings out the sockets like roots.

The mirror began to crack. ButterShy writhed and screamed. Squirmed and cried. Her blood was pink, the flesh too.

Fluttershy’s voice was calm.

“The World will fall to my plague. All Cruelty will choke on my Kindness.”

She heard, more than saw around her. Beeping? Her eye lids felt like lead, her body sluggish. Her mouth was dry. She tried prying her eyes open. The lights were bright and ceiling white. It smelled like medical supplies.
“A hospital?” She croaked, not expecting her voice to sound barely audible.

She felt so heavy, head sluggish and achy, she didn’t even turn her head when she heard someone get up.

A warm, familiar hand caressed her cheek, turning it towards the person. She was so happy to see Discord’s face, her own broke into a large grin. Her heart felt like it was swelling and aching at the same time. She could hardly breathe. “Discord.” She croaked.

Fluttershy tried lifting her hand, it still felt heavy, but he leaned down to help and she was able to brush her knuckles against his cheek.
She observed him since they both were quiet. His arms and neck were bandaged, his already messy Mohawk was even more disheveled. His clothes were black. She blinked slowly, then tried looking at his eyes.

She blinked in surprise when his latched to her’s with a hot intensity, but she knew those eyes. He was mad. “What were you doing?! I thought we went over the-the not eating thing, oh you know, months ago? You had us worried sick! Then I come back an-“ he cut off, his voice growing louder as he spoke, but he stopped when he choked on the words.

“What?” She asked, still dazed. She took a closer look and saw his eyes were pink rimmed. “What happened?” Truly she didn’t know.

She tried remembering what she did last. She was trying to rest in her room. Angel was hungry so they went to the kitchen. She got dizzy and that was it.

“Did I faint?” She asked.

His nose scrunched like he was about to snarl. “Your organs were shutting down from how little blood was in your body, that’s what! Why weren’t you feeding?”
He gripped her face tighter.

She turned her head into it, even with the grip. She couldn’t even be worried over what he told her. She wished she could bury into his scent. Instead of heavy, her mind was evening out. “I tried eating. It made me sick and sometimes I’d throw it up.”

“Then you should’ve called me. I wouldn’t be able to guarantee I’d be back anytime soon, but I’d either hurry or send some by magic.” His voice was pained.

“But...I had to trust you. I had to-to let you be gone however long without bothering you.” She placed her hand on his wrist, feeling the strong pulse beneath the bandages.

“What did I say about taking the brunt of everything?! You could’ve called or checked up. I don’t mind when you do that. But you can’t expect me to stay close all the time! I don’t want to and then you be worried.” He leaned over more, using one hand to stabilize over her as the other was held in place.

“How did I get blood?” She wondered. She was waking more with the more movement she did.

He rose a brow. “We had to do a transfusion. As I talked with Boss about you staying, they tried Chrissy’s and Sombra’s blood. But your veins wouldn’t take it. There’s not much, but good thing, it looked to work. You were craving me?” He tried making it lighthearted again, trying to fight his anger, as to not harm her while she was only just waking.

It took her a bit to process all he said. “I crave you quite often, actually. I’m sorry to have worried you. I’ll make sure to start checking in.” She went to offer how often a week, when what he said about his Boss clicked. “Where are we?”

He chuckled, seeing her obvious confusion as she registered all he said. “We couldn’t very well take you to a normal hospital. So you’re in my work’s infirmary.”

Speaking of Discord’s work made her remember her dream. Was that a dream? It felt so real.
She tried sitting up, he backed away and put a hand on her back.

She looked up at him, still seeing that gentle look, his anger placated since he knew why she didn’t listen. Her eyes roamed his face and he tilted his head in confusion. “Discord?”

He hummed. “Yes, my Dear?”

She felt a shiver go down her spine from the base of her skull. She hadn’t heard in say those words in a long time. How his voice deepened at the end still sent her in a blush. She was still hungry, but it looked like he was recovering so she’d ask in a while. “I missed you.”

He snorted at how random her statement seemed to be. He leaned down, smiling, and kissed her forehead. She could feel the chill of his lip ring.
She knew that meant he must’ve missed her too.

She moved her hands to his head, not letting him pull away too much. Her dream made her realize.
She was addicted to him.
That month with nothing from him, was the equivalent of her quitting cold turkey. She couldn’t do that. Physically and mentally. At least, not that big a jump.

Recovery was going to be hard, when he was so willing.

He allowed her to manipulate his head and she kissed his jaw, feeling him tense. With the placement, she inhaled his scent. It made her mouth water. But instead, she nuzzled against his jaw. “When I’m able to stand up, will you take me to your Boss? Some changes need to be in order and I think he can be with us, or, I’m afraid he’ll end up like those mobsters at the beach.”

She looked into his eyes, hers blazing red, though she was calm. His looked back, uncertain, but he nodded.

Chapter Text

She wasn’t able to stay nuzzled against him for long, since Chrysalis came in. When Discord pulled away, she could already feel the anxiety of letting him out of her grasp so soon, but she clasped her hands together to stop herself. He wasn’t going far.

Though, she knew she was in trouble when Chrysalis looked her in the eye and rose a brow, crossing her arms and tilting her hip. She wore a black button up with black slacks, designer heels and a deep, green iridescent vest. “You have this chance and this chance ONLY, to explain yourself.”

Fluttershy turned her head. Honestly she wasn’t even sure where to. “W-where from?” She squeaked.

Chrysalis looked unimpressed. “From the beginning of time-where do you think? From when you thought it was wise to lie to Sombra and I.” She tapped her foot.

She bit her lip. “What was I supposed to say? This is new for me too. I know better now, there’s no reason to lecture me.”

Chrysalis’ green eyes glowed. “Lecture? You think I was about to lecture? Don’t you try and put this on me. We’re talking about your mess up. Do you want me to show you how you looked?”

Fluttershy’s eyes widened and she shook her head.

Chrysalis smirked. “That’s what I thought.”

They heard a knock and Capper poked his head in lazily. “Hey~, not to ruin your mommy-daughter time, but Boss needs Discord. Some newbies practically ruined the weapon room.”

Discord got up from where he was leaned against a wall and went up to Fluttershy, only to brush his knuckles gently across her forehead as he left. Capper got a grin and snickered, suddenly yelping as Discord dragged him away too.

Sadly, just the simple brush of knuckles against her forehead sent her heart swelling to her throat. She had a long way to go.

Chrysalis cleared her throat. “Now, you were about to explain.”

Fluttershy fiddled with her fingers. “My body just couldn’t hold down the blood. I tried, but...” she sighed. “I guess I worried more people than I thought. I didn’t...I was beginning to-to feel alone.” She took in a deep breath.

She heard Chrysalis walk over and she sat beside Fluttershy.
What she didn’t expect was for Chrysalis to wrap an arm around her, pulling her in so Fluttershy’s face was in the side of her breast.
“Why were you feeling alone?”

Fluttershy sighed. “The friends I’ve had for so long. I feel like I’ve ruined it with them.”

Chrysalis sighed out a breath. “That happens sometimes. It’s sad and heartbreaking, especially if you’ve been friends a long time, but I think, if they aren’t willing to try and understand, you can’t keep a hold on them.”

Fluttershy couldn’t help the smile she got, her face still smooshed in her breast. “My friends think I’m fucking Discord and Sombra.”

There was a pause until she was jolted by the force of Chrysalis’ snort and barking laugh. It was loud. Even laughing, Chrysalis turned enough to squeeze Fluttershy more against her, so Fluttershy’s face was in her cleavage. If Fluttershy liked her like THAT, she’d be in Heaven.

What was she saying? It was still nice, even without that attraction.

“They-HAH-what?! Hahahahaha,hoo~” she took a breath, trying to get control as tears came to her eyes. “You? Our sweet, innocent blood sucker?”

Fluttershy blushed, though doing so made her head throb, puffing out her cheeks. “I’m not that...innocent...”

Chrysalis hummed. “Maybe. Doesn’t mean you are or not. But to me, you’re still that sweet girl. Now, usually there’s a seed when it comes to rumors. You wanna spill some things to Chrissy?”

Fluttershy snorted. “Even you’re using your nickname now?” She looked up.

Chrysalis was smiling, eyes slightly crinkled with it. “It just rolled off the tongue, Hun. Now...what sisterly advice do you need? I mean, I have been around, so maybe a different perspective is in place?”

Fluttershy giggled. She knew Chrysalis was just being nosy. Then she frowned. “I still need to talk to one of them about consent.”

“CONSENT?! What? Who hurt-“ Chrysalis was already pulling her away, green eyes sparking as electricity surrounded them.

Fluttershy waved her hands, trying to stop Chrysalis. “No, no, no! You misunderstand. She took pictures and video without my consent and from the angles it looked more...suggestive...than what they were.”

Chrysalis calmed a bit, but not by much. “That’s sneaky, isn’t it?”

Fluttershy took a breath. “To be honest, I don’t really care that they think that. It’s not true, but that shouldn’t change how they view me. Also, they should be more upset she did that without my knowing. I had to find out from Rainbow.” She pouted.

Chrysalis pet her head. “True, but most teens and even adults aren’t like that. The world can be VERY small minded.”

Fluttershy thought for a bit, mind going through the dinner a month ago and what Twilight said. “Hey, Chrysalis?”

Chrysalis blinked, still looking at Fluttershy. Fluttershy continued.
“Do you know Cadence Crystal?”

Chrysalis’ eyes widened, not expecting a question like that from her. “Yes. Why?”

Fluttershy hummed in her throat. “In your unbiased, purely observational opinion, what do you think of her and her husband?”

Chrysalis had to think, she spaced off. “Cadence, well...she thinks she’s doing right by being accepting of relationships, you know. But in reality it’s VERY old fashioned.”

Fluttershy tilted her head. “What do you mean?”

Chrysalis sighed. “How do I put it? Take two people, or more, whatever, but let’s go with two. Both have their problems, one is more obvious in their issues. So, the less obvious one might feel, in order for others to like their partner, they have to “better” the partner. Fix them.”
She shrugged. “Or take same-sex couples. In her mind, neither can be girly and/or masculine in order for it to be “real”. She means well supposedly, but her image of love is small and where each couple have boxes each have to fit.” She was quiet for a moment. “Oh! And don’t get me started on Shining Armour.” She said his name like rotten food, malicious.

Fluttershy stayed quiet, listening.

“But first, why do you ask?” Chrysalis put it on her.

“I met her and she knows my friend, Twilight. From what Twilight had told us of her, she was a very loving and accepting person. But...that’s not what I saw.” Fluttershy scrunched her nose, still a bit sore from that dinner.

“And Shining Armour?” Chrysalis asked.

“Twilight...the night of the slumber party, had told rumors about you. Saying how you were a “harlot” and lied to Shining Armour about a pregnancy to keep your claws in him and that you were a gold digger and a man stealer.” She said it quietly, not sure she should’ve said it or not.

The electricity traveled erratically around Chrysalis and she had a pained look on her face.

“Chrysalis?” Fluttershy touched her hand, causing her to jump.

She gulped, shaking her head and putting her hand up in a fist. “I’m fine. One,” index finger up, “I work hard for what money I make. Two, they were broken up and that fucker is a good liar. And three, I don’t sleep around as often as one would think. It’s not my job. It’s not my fault I break hearts along the way.”

Fluttershy could easily tell she was in pain or at least upset. She grabbed her hand, holding it in both of her own. “You know what I think?”

Chrysalis looked to her and snorted, her lip staying in a sneer. “What do you think?”

Fluttershy smiled big. “We should find some of your orphan siblings! I would really like to see how they turned out. Wouldn’t you? And...I don’t know what happened to make you in pain, but I hope, even if you don’t want to tell me, just know, I’m here. Even if I get upset at you, you know I’d be there.”

Chrysalis broke out into a chuckle. “That’s a sweet thought, Hun. You are sweet. But, uh, first let’s find you some actual clothes.”

Fluttershy was very confused, until she looked down and saw she was only in her underwear and a large blood stained (though clean) t-shirt, the short sleeves going to her elbows. “W-w-why am I only in my underwear?!” Flailing she swore she caught a scent in it. She paused, grabbing the collar and sniffing. If she had enough blood in her system, she knew she would’ve been blushing.

“Angel dumped water on you from the watering can on the counter, or at least that’s what it looked like when we found you. Discord was in a tizzy though and brought you here, still sopping wet. That...is probably his shirt. If judging by your sudden eye dilation and the fact it’s still up against your nose.” She rose a brow and chuckled, amused at Fluttershy’s reactions.

Fluttershy winced at the pain in her head, she guessed brought on by the limited blood in her system trying to divide too much. “My eyes what?”

Chrysalis brushed her off. “It’s nothing. Though, maybe you should eat more. Your eyes are still red.”

She bit her lip. Discord had already given her a lot. Too much and he’d be in trouble. “Can I try yours again?”

Chrysalis nodded easily, putting her arm out. Chrysalis had good arm veins while the guys had good neck ones. That, and Chrysalis was uncomfortable with anyone that close to her neck. Fluttershy gave her a smile. “Thank you.”
Before biting, she rubbed her fangs against the skin, trying to get a feel for where.

Chrysalis’ blood was sour, bitter and almost metallic. It was easier being clean on the arms. She wasn’t sick yet, so hopefully that means it worked.
A flick on the head from Chrysalis told her when was enough as a few minutes went by. She licked the wound to heal it.

She waited, giving it a moment. When nothing happened, except she wasn’t hungry and she could practically feel the blood filling her veins, she smiled triumphantly to Chrysalis. “I think it worked. Wonder why my body rejected it before though?”

Chrysalis shrugged. “Might have to ask our Triple B. Big Brained Boy. He might have a idea. But as I said, we should get you clothes. Stay, I’ll see what I can find without leaving the building.”

Fluttershy got up the moment Chrysalis shut the door. Her legs were shaky, but she was stable. Trying to make the t-shirt more of a robe by trying to tie it, she looked around.

She was antsy. She never liked being in rooms like she was in. Hospital ones. It felt lifeless and though she wore minimal clothes, she didn’t want to spend another minute in there alone. Besides, it wasn’t the first time she’d walked around in barely anything. She wasn’t proud of it and wanted to avoid it, but leaving was better than staying another second in that room.

Opening the door, there was hallway on either side. Thinning her lips with a huff, she picked randomly.

She could hear noises, voices and just the sounds of a busy place. She wasn’t even sure where she thought she was going. “Maybe this wasn’t a good idea.” She muttered.

Peeking into a room, she heard a girl grunting and mumbling. When Fluttershy saw, she was on the counter trying to get something up high. The girl looked about 8 or so with brown hair and braids. She wore a shawl and a brown dress with pink pearl earrings and necklaces and gold bangles. Fluttershy walked in.
“Um. You really should be more careful.”

The girl apparently didn’t notice she was there and as she jumped, her foot slipped on the edge.
Panicking, Fluttershy ran ahead and tried helping, resulting in her pushing the girl’s back too hard which made the girl face plant against a cabinet.
Fluttershy immediately covered her mouth. “OHMYGODAREYOUOKAY?! I’m so sorry!”

The girl turned and jumped down, but doing so made a line of blood come out a nostril. Fluttershy paled worse than she already was. The girl went to rub it, like it only was a mild annoyance.

Footsteps got louder and two similarly dressed guys came in, their eyes widening. “YOUNG MISS!” They yelled, running to the girl. Fluttershy tried backing away slowly, as to not make noise.
Didn’t work.
These guys were huge and one grabbed Fluttershy‘s arm, hoisting her over his shoulder.
“Um, please, put me down!” She asked. She squirmed, trying to keep the shirt pulled down.
“No! You harmed Miss Yona. We take you to see leader!” The one carrying Miss Yona said gruffly.

Fluttershy froze. She at least wanted to be dressed first! Her heart hammered in her chest. If “leader” was like how they seemed to be, she gulped. “It was an accident!” She tried, but they ignored her. She tried hitting and pushing off him but it didn’t work. She was still scared. But for some reason, seeing the girl calm made her a little less so. She couldn’t explain it. It wasn’t the fear she felt with Rich and his men. She was still scared and embarrassed.

She didn’t want to be a damsel, but the man’s grip was a tight one and she didn’t have powers like the other’s.

She hadn’t realized how much she was in her head, trying to find a way out of his grasp, because next thing she knew large, heavy wooden doors were being opened. ‘Shit! I wasn’t paying attention!’ She bit at her lip, anxiety beginning to claw at her heart.
She had to get away. She had to get away. But...but she needed to change things too. If she was scared and ran now, all what she was wanting to change would be in vain! She knew she had to be brave. Even scared, she had to stay.

She “eeped “ as they set her down a bit roughly. She looked around, seeing if she could find anything of use. It was hard to explain the look of the room. It looked A LOT like a medieval tavern, included with kegs and large wooden and stone mugs. On benches with intricate carvings. It was beautiful in its rustic look.

In the middle was a large wooden throne with wool and yarn made blankets, shawls, along with metals and bovine horns. In the throne, was a burly man with ginger hair and a large beard, similar to the two who brought her there. He wore a Viking helmet with large black horns and golden rings on it. A black crown sat in the middle.

She gulped, her adrenaline beginning to pulse but she sat where she was tossed, until she took a breath, remembering her dream, and stood. “Are you...The Boss...by any chance?”
She hated her voice still came out quiet and meek.

He stood, the girl going up to him. He wasn’t necessarily “tall”, not like how Discord was, but he was large. Like a Buffalo or Bull.

“Yona okay! Lady was making sure Yona not hit head on floor.” She said, wiping at her nose, her accent the same as the others.
Yona went and picked up her own helmet.
He nodded, not seeming as concerned as the other two.

The “leader”, approached Fluttershy. He was intimidating. She gulped.
“I am Rutherford. Leader of Y.A.K., but some do call me Boss. Why does small woman ask?”

That’s what Fluttershy needed to know. She straightened her back, pushing her hair from her face, and looked him in the eye, despite her obvious shaking. She couldn’t hide now! She tried replaying her dream, her resolve, her promise, over and over. “I’m Fluttershy Breeze. I was brought here by Discord but I need to speak with you about a matter.”

He grumbled. “Dissy? You so small, woman. What does woman need from Rutherford?” He crossed his large arms, not much patience.

“Some changes need to be made in this world. I wished to ask for your assistance.” She clenched her fists to keep from cowering. If she could stand up to Rich, she could stand up to him.

“Change? Like what? Rutherford does not like change.” He huffed.

Fluttershy’s nails dug into her palms, piercing it. “It needs to be ruled differently. There are quite a few bad people and I feel that must change. All of it.”

She wasn’t surprised when he chortled and barked out a loud, deep laugh. “Little woman DEMANDING change from Rutherford? That is funny! Tell ‘nother joke!”

She kept her gaze, she was petrified but she wouldn’t dare budge or take it back. She had warned Discord of this possibility. Problem was, how was she going to do what Discord had? Could she, even? Gulping, though her throat was dry from nerves, she stepped forward. “I’m not joking. You will either be an ally or an enemy.”

He got in her face, sensing her tone. “You CHALLENGE Rutherford? YOU? Small woman would be crushed under foot.”

She glared. “Unless you wish to assist me on finding names and how I can deal with the other “Bosses”, then yes. I do challenge Rutherford.”

He huffed a laugh. “Woman would be stick I toss to dog.”

Fluttershy took another step, her heart hammering. “Then you shouldn’t be afraid to fight me.”

He huffed a deep breath in her face. She could hear her heart beat in her throat. “Woman think Rutherford coward?”

No, she didn’t think that. She had hoped he could see reason, but she also wasn’t about to back down. “Then what do you suggest? I’m not backing down.”

“Then woman and Rutherford fight. No weapons. First to go down, loses.” He blew air into her face again.

“Yona get everyone! This will be fun!” Yona yelled, running out the doors.

Fluttershy wasn’t sure about making the first move. Especially when he was close and could break her like a twig in close combat.

“Woman sure she want to do this?” He cracked his knuckles. “Rutherford does not want to be accused of hitting women.”

Fluttershy hated that saying. No man should use it. Especially those who harm others. She lifted her head and huffed right back.
“Does that mean I win by default? You said the one who goes down first, loses. I haven’t went down. So, unless you’re okay losing to a “small woman”, I suggest you grow a pair and fight me.”

As the doors could be heard opening again, voices, people were entering, he swung his arm, sending Fluttershy flying across the room and into a wooden pillar.

Getting up, she growled. ‘Low move.’ She thought.
Her body hurt from it, but she was nowhere near done. She’d prove herself. She’d prove...no one should take her lightly.
The room erupted with noise, mostly everyone rooting for a fight.
She saw from the corner of her eye, Discord.
He looked like he was about to butt in, but Fluttershy could already feel the heat. It wasn’t as bad as at the beach, but it was a candle to that house fire of heat before.

She wanted it. She wanted that inferno in her blood that left her brain fuzzy and body warm, craving Discord’s blood covered flesh. But there was only one way she could get it and she’d have to hurt people.

Discord was easily pushing passed the other burly men and women who worked with Rutherford. His eyes glowing.
No.
This fight was between her and Rutherford.
She’d never be taken seriously as a person if she had someone fighting for her. She’d be called a coward. They’d say she’s taking advantage of his strength.
That she’s manipulating him.
“Discord, stop!” She yelled.

He halted, looking over, a glare on his face. Before he could reply with what she would guess is a refusal, she continued.
“If you or the others step one foot in this area to fight him for me, I’ll stop eating. And each time you bring me back, I’ll do it again!”

That was low for her. Using her health as a weapon against her friend’s care for her. She knew and she’d apologize however she could afterward.

She glanced to see if he listened. Her heart almost melted at the worried look etched in his face. But he did, crossing his arms so she’d see he was. She’d have to make it up to him.

She wondered...how would Discord react, if their roles were reversed? If she was the one covered in blood? A shiver went down her spine.

This wasn’t good. Please, let her not enjoy this.

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At first Fluttershy had thought the only thing that didn’t make her Human, was her advanced senses, like hearing, sight and smell. Turns out that wasn’t the only thing. Not much of strength, but her speed and force were advanced as well.

Taking her chance to gather her surroundings, Fluttershy ran. She ran, using a pillar to jump against.
Good thing she did too, because Rutherford didn’t bother looking up.
With a grin, as gravity lowered her, she bent her leg back, bending her body so when she brought her leg forward, there was force behind it.

It landed with a crack, but she didn’t expect his hand to come up as fast and toss her into the ground.
It hurt!
The wind was knocked out of her but she couldn’t go down that easy. She got up, him barely moving. Fluttershy lunged for his neck, trying to tighten her arms around his neck, but it didn’t work as well since his beard was thick.
She wasn’t strong, so she had to think smart in order to take him down. As he went to grab her middle to pull her back down, Fluttershy was near his ear and she bit into it. Hard.
He made a pained grunt and his grip on her tightened, his hands moving up to her lower ribs, putting so much pressure she could feel her breath leaving and pain constrict her lungs. She fought the urge to gasp at the pain, tears pricking her eyes. Her nostrils flared.
Knowing she’d probably hurt herself more, she turned her hips, bring her leg up fast and with her flexibility, she kneed him hard in the temple. She swore she heard a rib crack and the impact sent pain through her knee cap.
Rutherford had a hard head. Breathing hard through her nose, she repeatedly kneed his temple until he threw her, her grip still so tight on his ear, she ended up biting it half off.
Blood got on her chin and he yelled out in pain and cursed, his balance off from the hits.

She wanted to go at him again, while he was off balance, but her ribs hurt and each breath she took, the scent of blood flooded her mind. She should’ve spit out the piece of flesh still gripped between her teeth.
Instead, she waited until he was looking at her, eyes angry and nostrils flared, then she stood straight, the action hurting her ribs.
She could taste his blood. It tasted like pennies and alcohol.

Tilting her head back, Fluttershy swallowed the piece, more so out of spite than curiosity.
It might not help her senses felt overloaded.
This way, he couldn’t stitch it back and forget his arrogance.
A growl left her throat. “Ready to take me seriously?”

For a moment she had thought, like other harder things, the piece would hurt and she’d throw it up. That...wasn’t the case. She shook her head to clear her thoughts. She tried breathing, even through the pain and caught a scent.

Looking towards it, she saw it was Discord’s blood. He had one hand covering the lower part of his face, the other gripped his forearm is such a tight grip, she could see small lines of blood running down his arm. Looking at his eyes, she could see how much he must’ve been holding back, if his previous record with protecting her was.
Oh, her sweet psychopath. Wanting to listen, but also to make sure she was safe even as she got into a fight. She could feel her heart melting even as the adrenaline coursed through her veins.

He really needed to stop being so soft on her.

Rutherford tried taking his chance and she was only able to dodge his punch by stumbling sideways.
“Rutherford admits woman is capable. But even strong of my men cannot defeat me.”

She rose a brow, seeing how open his legs were in his stance and twisted her body, ignoring the pain and kicking him as hard as she could between the legs, then when he crumpled to his knees, she pulled her arm back and punched him repeatedly in the ear she damaged.
Seeing he was about to try something, she kneed him in the nose, breaking it, then put two fingers close to his eyes, one good jab and she’d gouge them. He froze, panting and grunting in pain.
Good.
“Maybe because they play by a code. Maybe it’s through strength. I’ve been through too much to play by anyone’s rules. Forfeit or I gouge them. I know you’re in pain. Don’t make me hurt you more in front of your men.” She didn’t break eye contact.

It was silent, even their audience. Only their panting and noises of pain broke it. She wanted him to forfeit. She truly didn’t want to hurt him more and feed into whatever pleasure she got from it.

Don’t get her wrong. The part of her that was gnarled and broken...WANTED to hurt him more, simply for the fact she could.
She knew it was wrong.

Her anxiety grew. She needed Discord.
Her impulses told her to nuzzle under Discord’s jaw. Relax and take comfort in that safety she’d been denied. She wanted to. Hell, she would’ve been happy ending it there and going right for Discord, even dragging him away.

But that would feed into her addiction. Ugh! It was so frustrating! She didn’t want to be cruel! She didn’t want to become whatever monster this Underworld made her!
Fluttershy began to tremble, adrenaline losing its bite, but she refused to let her lip wobble and tears gather.
She looked over the man in front of her. She’d done so much damage. A broken nose, a bitten off ear, who knows what happened to his nibblets.
She began to hyperventilate.
“SUBMIT!”
She yelled, sounding more like a snarl. She wanted this over. She couldn’t back down. She wouldn’t back down.
But she didn’t want to be cruel. She clenched her fist that wasn’t being used to threaten a gouging.

He seemed to think it over. His eyes moved from the fingers so close to his eyes, to her’s.
She swore he was thinking of doing something. His foot pivoted. She growled. “Unless you want me taking your eyes from you, sub...mit. Please.”

She jumped suddenly when she felt heat radiating to her back and a large hand reach slowly to grab her own that was so close to the man’s eyes.
She felt a knee locking shiver as Discord’s voice was loud against her ear, his breath tickling. “He’s prideful, my Dear. Give him time to process his loss. Now...I need to have a few words with you.”

It was hard to swallow the lump in her throat. She allowed him to lower her hand and not letting go, he pushed her through the crowd of the now noisy audience. Most going over to check on their leader, others amazed at the fight.
When Chrysalis and Sombra went to approach, Discord put a hand up. Fluttershy didn’t see what his expression was, but both the other two nodded in understanding.

Just him holding her hand didn’t feel enough. She could feel the tension in his grip though, and she couldn’t speak yet.
He dragged her far, passed the empty rooms and passed halls she would never figure her way out. Her ribs were hurting horribly, but with short breaths, the pain wasn’t as bad.

Discord was muttering to himself, his voice a growl. He was mad. She didn’t want him mad. “Discord?”

The hand not holding her’s put a finger up. “Give me a moment.”

She gulped and nodded, squeezing his hand to let him know she would listen.

He pushed her into a bunker area, being firm, but not rough. Once he locked the door, his glowing eyes turned to her, his brows furrowed and a snarl curving his lips.
“What. Were. You. Fucking. Thinking?!”

She was hurting, but she figured he’d be mad. “I...I just...I can’t have you be fighting everything for me. I...I don’t want...” she couldn’t explain it.

He bent down to be face to face. “You don’t want what? Tell me.” He demanded.

‘Would you really feel right once you manipulated Discord into killing them’

He poked her rib roughly and it hurt for a moment, but then it was gone. He healed her.

‘You have him wrapped around your finger’

His scent was intoxicating up close, but she had to be strong. “I don’t want my enemies to think I’m having you do all my work. I don’t want to be thought of as a coward. If...if I want to do this...I...I have to be able to-“

“Don’t be a fucking idiot! What was the real reason?” Discord snarled.

Her eyes widened. He was more angry than when she forced him to take the pill. She gulped. “I don’t want...I don’t want others to think I’m taking advantage of you. Or-or manipulating you. I...” she couldn’t say, ‘I can’t be addicted to you.’, so she forced the trembling and the tears away, which worked, until there was a moment of silence and Discord grasped her chin, his hand trembling as well.

“You got hurt. I was right there and you...you THREATENED me!” He tried breathing out his nose, to calm down. His jaw kept clenching and unclenching.

“I knew you’d jump in otherwise!” She retorted.

“How is that bad?! Your opponent was 3x your size! Use me as your sword and shield! Dammit, Fluttershy! You know I don’t care if I’m your meal, sword, your pillow to cry into. You can use me! ...That’s all I’m worth.” He whispered those last couple words, his eyes leaving her’s.

She felt her eyes burn, tears threatening to fall. She felt her own frustration bubble. “That’s the problem, Discord! You’re a person too! Your opinions matter to me! I’ll still hold you, I’ll still make you meals, I’ll still push your boundaries. But you-you! Fuck, Discord! You CAN’T be so willing! I don’t want you to have to feel like you have to kill or maim for me! You’re more than...” her voice cracked, “you’re more than an object to be used and tossed.”

“You are too.” His voice was soft, but it boomed like speakers in her ears.
She couldn’t stop them. The tears welled and they fell. She kept trying to swallow the lump in her throat.
“Don’t EVER threaten me with your safety again.” His grip tightened.

“No, I’m not. I...I don’t even know what I’m becoming. I can’t...I can’t promise I won’t use it against you again.” She forced it out.

“What if I said the same? If I threatened you like that?” She could tell he was resisting the urge to tighten his hand more.
But she did. No. She didn’t have to. If he got hurt, or worse...she could already feel the wrench in her gut.

“I’d fall apart.” She whimpered.

Her eyes were squeezed shut and she felt him removing his hand which made her eyes widen and she gripped it tightly.
She couldn’t look him in the eye. Who knows what he’d see.
She heard him sigh and lift her by her hips, her tensing at first, like a stone, but relaxed and-forgetting about only being in a t-shirt and underwear- wrapped her legs around his middle once he walked them towards a wall. Both were quiet. Neither looking at the other’s eyes.
When she felt her back against the cold concrete wall, she perched her hands on his shoulders.
She audibly gulped when he put his face in the crook of her neck.
The tension in her body, from the fight, from the argument, from her withdrawals, began to slowly ebb away.

He stayed still. Both stayed quiet. Her hands shook when she used them to pull his head away slightly, just enough so their noses were close. She leaned down and rubbed her cheek against his, then keeping it there, her hands caressing his face were still shaking.

When she was calm enough, without moving, she spoke again.
“Discord...what do you want as payment for being my guard?”

She knew he wouldn’t stop. He must know it was equally true for her. They brought up the topic, but it wasn’t resolved.

He tilted his head back down, his head in the crook and his breath tickling her collarbone.

“This.”

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The hallway was dark, lit only by flickering lightbulbs. The tile under her feet were teal, clean.
It was quiet with only electrical buzzing to break the deafening silence. The doors were closed. She continued to walk, her own feet bare. She was in a hospital gown.
Fluttershy began to feel anxious. It was like the halls and doors, even the floor was made from old film static. Distorted and old.
As she turned a corner, there was a child too, in a white hospital gown. The child looked about 6 years old.
Looking around, she saw no one else and the child looked lost.

As she went to approach the child, they put the heel of their wrist against their forehead.
That was familiar.
Something told her not to approach them.
She didn’t listen.

The child’s eyes and head were wrapped in bandages. “Um...hello? Are you lost?”
She whispered, not wanting to startle the child.

They turned fast, startled anyway. She couldn’t tell the gender, but the child had point tipped ears and a white/clear quartz barbel earring hanging from their left ear lobe. They gulped. “Who are you?” He asked.

Fluttershy went to reply but the hall tilted, both staying in place but it sent her brain for a loop.

Outside, through a far off window, the sun was out, bright and blinding. She had to wonder why it was so dark in the hall then.
She took deep breaths.

With her eyes covered, she could smell only one scent. It was one she knew, but it felt far away. She heard the boy stumble and she removed her hands to see if he was okay.
He had one hand against the hall and the other stretched towards her, feeling for where she was.

“Oh, hold on. Don’t. I’ll come to you.” She tried telling him, trying to walk but the hall kept turning and it was making her nauseous.

He shook his head. “It’s okay. I’m coming, I can hear you tripping.”

She tried getting to him anyway.

Out of nowhere he turned towards part of the hall and banged his head a couple times. “Shut up! She’s...she’s not...”

Fluttershy, even stumbling, tried hurrying over. “Don’t! Don’t do that!”

Before her hand could touch him, the hall stopped turning and a woman’s voice could be heard humming. It was a slow, melancholic tune. Like a eerie lullaby, it sent Fluttershy’s hairs on end at its creepy pace.

The boy stopped and turned fast, only to run in front of Fluttershy, stumbling only slightly despite not being able to see.
He was shaking.
Her heart clenched. She reached out to him, but a tall creature came down the hall in front of them.
The humming got louder.

Fluttershy felt a shiver. As the creature got closer, walking slowly, prowling, she could make out what she thought it was.
It looked like a Maned Wolf. But...it’s claws were sharp and long, and it’s fur was silver with a black mane.
The same earring that the boy had, was hanging from its ear.
The wolf got closer and Fluttershy realized. It was the wolf humming!

The wolf opened it’s eyes, stopping the humming and bright, glowing yellow eyes, slit like a Viper’s.
She couldn’t tell what it was thinking. It...it didn’t feel like an animal, when it locked eyes with her.

She went to step in front of the boy, feeling protective. The wolf stayed silent. It was an anxiety inducing silence as not even the paws against debris made any noise.

The wolf was maybe a foot away when the boy screamed, getting in front of Fluttershy.

“Mama, NO!”

The wolf lunged at Fluttershy, jaws wide open with shark teeth.

It never made a sound, as it clamped on Fluttershy’s neck.

Fluttershy gasped, yanking away from where she was and found Discord wincing as he had a hand cupped against the back of his neck right after she pulled away.
He grumbled curses under his breath.
Both must’ve moved in their sleep, having fallen so on accident still in the bunker.

He removed his hand, checking and there was blood. She had bit into the back of his neck, she hoped not too deeply.
“I’m so sorry, Discord! Are you okay? I didn’t mean t-“

“I’m fine, my Dear. Might just have a headache for a few days.” He still muttered about it having hurt, but it wasn’t directed at her. She saw he looked “pale” for a better word.

She leaned over, having been on her knees, and licked the wound. She felt the shiver that wracked his body.

Just to see his reaction, she gave a open mouthed kiss to the back of his neck after it had healed.
She froze with a heated blush when he let out a startled moan as he sucked in a breath. It was short but she heard it.
With a pause, she saw the blush coloring his own face.
She pulled away and cleared her throat.
“Can...can I get some clothes?”

He looked at her quickly, having to must’ve just realized how little she wore. His blush darkened.
“Of-of course, my Dear. I didn’t-didn’t realize.” His voice cracked.

For some reason, seeing him so embarrassed over it was adorable to her. There was an embarrassing part of her that wanted to keep teasing, so, she did.

She leaned forward slowly, the collar of the shirt lowering to reveal more of her cleavage and scars. She tilted her head up at him, batting her lashes. “Or does Dissy like seeing his Dear in a blood stained shirt?”

She didn’t expect him to bite his lip and cover his face with both hands. He sat up and tried curling in himself, letting out an embarrassed whine. “Don’t...don’t do something like that, IN that, Fluttershy.”
It was like he was trying to hide from her.

Her mind began to feel that hum again. Like a buzz after having a few too many drinks. She got closer slowly and put a hand on his knee, causing him to jolt. He peeked at her through his fingers.

She knew she was giving in. A slip up. A small relapse. But how could she not when he was so cute? “Why not?” Her voice was small but her heart began hammering.

He made some choked noises but, because she asked, he answered. “Because I like it. And-and you s-still have dried...” a gulp, “b-blood on you.”

She didn’t move but her mind did drift for a moment, becoming hungry again. “What would you do to me?” She mirrored what Discord asked her the last time.

“Fluttershy.” His tone lowered, a warning.

She nodded, trying to shake the buzz away. “I’m sorry. I’m not very good at-at following your rules. I’m sorry, Discord.” She averted her eyes, only to feel him lift her chin.

He bent down, blush still on his cheeks and nipped at her jaw, from the corner of her chin to right under her ear, causing her to gasp, her whole body turning warm and she covered her face with her hair in embarrassment. She looked to him, alarmed, only to see a rotten smirk, his eyes hooded. “Revenge, my Dear.”

She nodded quickly, understanding. She caught his eyes though and her breath stopped.
Both jolted when Discord’s phone went off. He checked to see, an almost irritated look in his eyes. “Ugh. Chrissy. She probably has clothes for you. We didn’t sleep long.” He added as he checked the time.

That made her relieved but there was that dependent part of her that wanted to stay like they were.

They both got up and as he was dusting off his pants, she saw the white quartz barbel earring, a fuzzy image coming to mind, though she wasn’t sure what from.

When they entered where Chrysalis said she’d be, Fluttershy saw she looked more annoyed than angry.
But, she took a breath and Fluttershy went to change. It seemed the only reason why Chrysalis didn’t check on them for the 4 or so hours they were gone, was because she had to fight verbally with security to both let her out and let her back in once she got the clothes. It didn’t work until she had disguised herself as one of them to fool the idiots.

Fluttershy came out in a black silk tank top, yellow roses printed above the breasts, a deep yellow cardigan, jeans and flats. Her hair was put up by Chrysalis. She had been able to get what blood there was off of herself and collect her thoughts.
She had to find a distraction if she was going to get pulled into her addiction.

When she walked out though, she didn’t expect Discord to be snickering into his hand, holding back laughter. Chrysalis was pinching her nose.
“What’re you laughing about?”

Chrysalis sighed. “He just realized you kicked his Boss’ ass. Took him long enough.”

Fluttershy didn’t even think of how his Boss must’ve been recovering. He didn’t have Vampire healing or a magical man that would heal him. She looked worriedly. “He’s okay right? I-Uh-I know I was cruel. That wasn’t fair.”

That made Discord break into a laughing fit. “Fair?! My-haha-my Dear, with his kind you HAVE to kick their ass so bad they respect you. It’s just a matter of when he feels up to talking again. We can’t really go until then.” He shrugged.

She looked exasperated at him. “What do you mean?”

He put his jaw in his hand, “which part?”

She rose a brow. “The not leaving bit.”

He made a “meh” motion with his hand and rubbed the back of his neck with the other. “Technically you could, but I know you have some things to ask- wait! I just remembered. You bit his ear off.” He looked at her wide eyed.

She...she really underestimated how his brain worked. He had been so angry with her, he must’ve forgotten what damage she dealt the Boss. Then realizing it after the anger must’ve passed, laughing about it and just realizing she bit (half) an ear off. “It was-“

She was cut off by Capper barging in, one hand in a grip around Sombra’s wrist.
“Heyo ~ all! Boss is all patched up and done with his tantrum, so, little lady can speak with him again.” He grinned so cat-like it was obvious he was happy.
He didn’t let go of Sombra’s wrist.

Last time, Sombra couldn’t put up with Capper long, mostly from guilt. She grinned similarly to Capper, as realization dawned on her. “Ohh~ Sombra. Did you make up with your boyfriend? Embarrassed to have him hold your hand?” She put her fingers against her lips to “hide” her grin.

She saw Sombra glare at her, a blush dusting his cheeks. “Nothing of the sort.”

Capper pretended to be hurt by the words. “My Majesty, really? After we reconcile after many a moon, you deny our forbidden fruit once again?”

Fluttershy snorted. “‘Majesty’?” She saw both Chrysalis and Discord were trying not to snicker at the display too.

Sombra’s blush deepened. “We aren’t dating, Capper. And all of you, I have information. I can use it.” He kept his glare.

Even as they taunted him, he just seemed more embarrassed than angry, like a family member being embarrassed by their family teasing them for their choice in partners.
Wait.
‘Did he?’ Fluttershy thought, a happy swell in her chest. There would’ve been only one way Fluttershy could see why Sombra would try and reconnect with Capper.
She ran to him and hugged him, everyone including him, startled at how sudden it was.
“I’m so proud of you! Does this mean you’ve made up your mind?” She asked when she pulled away.

He looked down at his wrist in Capper’s grasp, pulling it out only to entwine their fingers, Capper’s eyes widening and tearing up. Sombra didn’t say anything, but Fluttershy knew and she felt happy tears well. “I’m so happy for you!”

Sombra was obviously unsure what to do when she hugged him tighter and her chest felt tight. She did hear Capper whisper to him, tone fond. “This is where you hug back.”

Using the hand not holding Capper’s, Sombra tightened his grip.

“So...what’s all this about?” Chrysalis asked, pointing to them.

Fluttershy smiled back, but then turned to ask Sombra. He seemed to read her expression well enough, a feat to show how well he knew her, and nodded.

Fluttershy nosed his cheek as a thank you, earning a weird look from Capper, the other two knowing Fluttershy was a touch driven person. She turned to Chrysalis. “This means he threw away his family and chose for himself! They won’t have any hold on him now. I’m so happy!”

Chrysalis and Discord looked confused. “Cutting ties with his family is a good thing?” She asked.

Fluttershy nodded. “I didn’t understand why he’d hole himself in his room after returning, but after meeting them, I get it! Sombra deserves people who will accept him. Who will allow him to fail. Right?” She turned her head and he averted his gaze, nodding.

That earned a shocked but large grin from Capper. “Really? Majesty!” He hugged Sombra and they all could see how thoroughly embarrassed he was.

After a moment, Capper pulled away. “I wish I could’ve seen that.”

Sombra nodded. “I would’ve liked to see how you would react to Fluttershy almost slapping my father.”

Capper’s eyes widened. “She what?!”

Sombra just nodded, not liking to repeat himself.

The other two didn’t know how big of a deal that was, having not met Sombra’s family.

“What made her do that?” Chrysalis crossed her arms.

Fluttershy thinned her lips and looked away.

Sombra smirked, having the upper hand. “She lost her temper at them for saying things. I knew to ignore the words, I mean...I’ve heard them most my life, but she found it unacceptable.”

Fluttershy wasn’t sure why he was smirking, when by how he worded it, it meant neither wanted to go into what EXACTLY his father said to tip her off to the brink of violence.

Sombra seemed to want to avoid Twilight’s family and Fluttershy didn’t blame him.

Capper’s beeper went off and he perked up. “That must mean Boss is ready. Let’s go. My Majesty, carry me.” He said, wrapping his arms around Sombra’s shoulders.

Sombra glared and the red smoke sparked, sending small laser bullets to Capper’s feet, making him let go. He whined. “Ki~ng! Why?!”

Fluttershy was surprised at the lack of shock at magic, but maybe they already went over that.
She smiled, waiting for Discord and Chrysalis to follow as well.

Rutherford was definitely in worse shape. His ear was wrapped up, a bandage over his nose to help keep the bone in place and there was obviously an ice pack between his legs. Not to mention whatever bruises.
Fluttershy on the other hand, only had bruises and scrapes, Discord having mended her only serious wound.

They had entered an office, Fluttershy surprised that’s what he used. When she asked, Capper told her this was used for “official business”.
She sat in the chair opposite him and the other’s stood around. Capper lazily leaning against Sombra, Chrysalis with her hand on her hip and looking at her nails and Discord stood right behind her.

“Rutherford admits his loss. What does small woman need?” His voice was nasally.

Fluttershy did feel bad for the most part. “I am sorry for hurting you so badly. You must understand that I was not going to back down and you didn’t either. Anything I can do for you after our talk?”

He gave her a odd look. She tilted her head.
He shook his but continued. “No. Woman has earned respect of Y.A.K., so no need.”

She nodded. “I just need to know who all the “Bosses” are in this damned Underground and how many.”

He pet his beard, thinking as he sighed out a breath. “There are 4 Head Bosses. Including myself. Then there are lower bosses to them, though only one Head Boss has a “lower Boss”.”

She nodded. She couldn’t tell if that was reassuring or not. “Who are they and what’s their jurisdictions?”

Rutherford put a hand up, then a finger. “There is Rutherford-me-, I work weapon and some drug trade.” He put another finger up. “Then there is Starlight Glimmer. She wants no individuality in her underlings. Usually just those who are smart but know to follow strict rules. She is in charge of the more “shady” legal stuff that Rutherford does not care about.” Another. “Then there is Filthy Rich-“

Fluttershy physically and visibly stiffened, her body tense and she fought off a growl even at the mention of him. She felt a hot hand on the back of her neck, the pressure a comfort. She knew it was Discord.

“-he works the sex trafficking rings among other of the more perverse side of Underground. He has one “lower Boss”, though rumor is, they do not Drabble in the side of work Rich does.”

Fluttershy snarled at him. “I’m stopping you there. Who’s the “lower Boss”?”
She had to dig her nails in her hands to keep from trembling. To keep herself in check.

He paused, taking in her reaction. “Celestia Sun. I think she works in a school in the Legal World.” He rose a brow, thinking.

Fluttershy heard the wood underneath Discord’s hand creak and begin to crack under his hand. “Since when has SHE been working this world?” Discord asked, just as surprised.

Rutherford hummed, “Since The Madame told him to about...I think 2 years ago? Not sure why that matters to you, Dissy.”

Discord huffed a breath through his nose, but kept silent.

Something didn’t add up right. ‘If Rich has ties deep in blood, who could have power over him?’
She tilted her head. “Who’s “The Madame”?”

She saw how Rutherford locked eyes with what she thought was Discord, since it wasn’t her own he looked at, but above her.
Then he looked to Fluttershy. “She is the-Uh-how you would say “Head Head Boss” or “Boss of the Bosses”. She dabbles in all of it, mostly running this whole world herself. If she says it, even us Head Bosses must listen. She mostly sticks to Human Trafficking now, but not even her underlings know what she’s planning most of the time. She is such a mystery only two people in all this world and Legal one know her real name. That all?”

Fluttershy thought for a bit. Something just felt off about it. Her head hurt. “Do the Head Bosses listen because they respect her? Because it seems weird to me that one person can rule this whole Underground alone without fear of being overthrown.” ‘Unless they have ways to.’

Rutherford shrugged. “More out of fear than respect. Like I said, she specializes in Human Trafficking, among other things. She has her ways without anyone realizing she does.”

Fluttershy stayed quiet for a moment, letting the new information sink in.
So she had a few people to go through. Rutherford seemed agreeable enough, but he also seemed more steeped in doing his own work and Discord would’ve been at his throat if he were tricking her in any way.

The other 3 Bosses were another thing. She knew she didn’t have Rutherford’s loyalty, just enough respect to provide information.
She stood, going over and holding out her hand. She smiled sweetly.
“Thank you for the information. I will utilize it well and fear not. Discord can vouch for me that I won’t tell anyone that you did so, in case you doing this was a not a good thing to do.”

He hesitated, having every right to, but shook her hand. “We shall see, little woman. Here, before you go, our little Yona made you this. It is for victory.”

He bent down, grabbing a folded piece of clothing and handing it to her. She grabbed it, unsure what to say.
It was soft, made of wool with rabbit fur on the inside. Fluttershy didn’t quite understand the designs lining the shawl, though she did like the the burnt oranges and yellows woven in, along with the cartoonish, but still cute, wings woven on the back, though she almost choked seeing they were “Angel” wings, not bat wings.

She smiled largely at Rutherford, eyes crinkled and a small constrict in her throat. “Tell Yona I said “thank you.” And that I’ll definitely wear it.”

Rutherford huffed, waving them off. Grabbing Discord’s hand as they left, she was still smiling. She wasn’t sure why she felt like her world grew just a bit more.

“You know...that means you’re one of them. Kind of.” Discord said as they all rode in Chrysalis’ car.

Capper had stayed behind obviously, saying he’d stop by. Fluttershy told him to let them know beforehand.

Fluttershy looked to him, confused. “Why?”

Discord looked at her fondly. “You beat Boss but let him keep his dignity. There’s a level of respect the group who saw, by extension all of them, have now. Some had shawls like you, others were different, right?”

She shook her head. “I didn’t really notice.” Now she felt bad.

He hummed. “The design along the edges are very similar to Boss’ own shawl he wears on “official business”. It means you’re an ally.”

Fluttershy didn’t even realize that. She had to wonder why, but then noticed. It didn’t have to be complicated.
They could accept her for simply showing what she could do. How she treats victory. How she treats her opponent.

She grabbed his hand in her’s, fiddling with the top of his hand. She smiled. “Yes. Allies.”

Chapter Text

School would be starting back up in a few days. Fluttershy was ready...for the most part. Materials and such, she was good. Bitterness was another Bitch entirely, though.

She got the occasional “hello, how’s it going” from Rainbow, but she actually was able to talk to Tree Hugger more often than her closer friends.
Not to mention that if Celestia knew about magic, then maybe Rich knew.
But if Celestia was under Rich, did she actually know what was happening?

‘Dammit.’ she thought, knowing she had to do something. It was dangerous for them to know of magic. For Twilight and them to have that power, especially if Twilight would do whatever Celestia said. It was dangerous. Whatever Rich wanted Celestia to do, she could tell Twilight.
The only thing Fluttershy could think that was a “saving grace”, was that the only sources of magic that Celestia knew of was the Elements of Harmony.
Fluttershy would try and keep it that way.
She had to protect her friends. Her housemates.

She had to confront Celestia.
Her gut clenched. The sooner the better might be the key.
She still hadn’t found a thing about Zephyr. Neither had Discord, Chrysalis or Sombra. She was beginning to think it was a lie.
She shuddered, getting the idea she might have to talk to Rich and see if there would be any clue or truth to what Rich would be willing to tell.

It was the beginning of the weekend and Chrysalis decided to take her clothes shopping, saying Fluttershy needed a wardrobe makeover.
She appreciated having some girl time.
Doing so let her know more about her as well.
Chrysalis was willing to speak about her orphan home siblings, but when Fluttershy asked about Chrysalis wanting her own family, that’s when things got a bit awkward with Chrysalis having a dark look in her eyes and growing quiet instantly, until Fluttershy drove to a different topic.

Sombra was out on a date himself, he and Capper trying to make up for lost time and to re get to know each other, since neither was the same as when they were young teens. Fluttershy was happy for him. He was doing something other than studying in his room.
Now, he and Capper were out on a date to a bookstore and Capper wanted more tech for work, along with a side trip to the pet store for Capper’s local strays. Sombra didn’t seem to mind in the least, since when Fluttershy asked that morning why he wouldn’t ask Capper to do something he wanted to, Sombra had shrugged and said he didn’t have many hobbies, but finding one was Capper’s top goal for their date, he’d said with a smirk and exasperated look.

Also, since the fight with Rutherford, said Boss quickly realized that Discord’s loyalty was NOT to him, but to Fluttershy.
So, if Rutherford wanted to keep using Discord for his job, he stayed being on “good” terms with Fluttershy. Which in Y.A.K. meant leaving her be. Though she had visited a couple times to see Yona and see if Rutherford had any good tips. He didn’t have many Fluttershy agreed with.

Knowing Discord was near or that she could call if she had to, was a relief. A comfort. So far, she didn’t have much trouble eating.

No one brought up that she had eaten half an ear.

“If you’re going to be a junior, well...either way you’re going to need a new wardrobe. I’ve seen your closet. We should go to the spa too.” Chrysalis said, trifling through clothes in a rack.

Fluttershy sighed. “It’s not that bad, though. But, okay. You better let me pay for my clothes! I sold off a lot of my family’s stuff that wasn’t important, so I can pay.”

Chrysalis chuckled. “Aw, you’re growing up! Paying for your own clothes and everything.”

Fluttershy puffed her cheeks but smiled, happy that Chrysalis seemed to be acting a bit more normal.

She got a few outfits, deciding she didn’t want too many more clothes if hers were still good.
They got lunch, Fluttershy getting something to sip on so it didn’t look weird.
It was especially surprising since they bumped into Pharynx, one of the older kids she had been with at her orphanage.
Pharynx was a grump, but it was obvious he and Chrysalis needed the catching up, so he joined them on his lunch, and Fluttershy was content to listen, a warm feeling in her chest at Chrysalis’ smile and fond look, her motherly mannerisms towards the young adult amusing.
It was even nice, seeing him kiss the top of her head even as she apologized for ditching them the moment she could.
He, like he said most of them, had understood and had long since forgiven her, since most of them had grown up taking her advice and living their lives, most running off like she did.

Fluttershy got to choose the spa. She chose one that she was familiar with since her and Rarity used to go. She liked the twin owners and it would be nice to see familiar faces.

When they walked in, Chrysalis still happily bragging about her “siblings”, Aloe approached them, along with Lotus, them matching with opposing color schemes.
“Welcome! Oh! Chrysalis Crystal, is that you?! How’s the baby? Must be about 5 or 6 by now. Oh, Fluttershy, too. How’s miss Rarity? We haven’t seen either of you in a long time!”

Fluttershy‘s eyes widened and she looked up at Chrysalis who had a pained look on her face, eyes averted, brows furrowed and hugging her arms.
The twins were talking again about what her and Chrysalis would want done that day.
Fluttershy chose, deciding in front of the owners wasn’t the best place to ask.

Chrysalis, since the question and bomb drop, had been quiet, almost lost in her mind.
Fluttershy herself, wasn’t sure how to broach the topic. Maybe she shouldn’t.

Getting in the herb and medical bath, seemed to be a trigger for Chrysalis, because as they sat naked in the murky, lavender and vanilla scented water, she saw Chrysalis’ lip wobble.
Fluttershy stayed quiet, but got closer, laying her head on Chrysalis’ shoulder in hopefully a comforting way.
It was obvious she was fighting whatever anguish she still held on to.

Fluttershy grabbed Chrysalis’ hand and pet it gently. “It’s just us. You can cry. I won’t judge.” Her voice was soft, even the red that had stayed permanent since her dream with ButterShy, seemed soft.

“I...I wouldn’t have asked for anything.” Chrysalis spoke in barely a whisper.

Fluttershy looked up at her, her eyes glowing green and the electric green light fizzled, until Chrysalis looked slightly younger, with a baby bump under the water.
Looking down, Chrysalis had noticed the transformation and her face contorted into horror and with a watery yowl, she covered her eyes, fat tears running down her cheeks and she tried pulling her knees up, only to start shaking.
“It can’t! It can’t be there! It can’t, it can’t, it can’t! Please...please go away. I don’t have to be reminded.”

Fluttershy wasn’t sure of the feeling coursing through her. She felt sad, concerned, angry at whoever made Chrysalis this full of grief.
She tried piecing together what Chrysalis was saying.
She moved in the water, getting in front of Chrysalis and putting her hands on Chrysalis’ knees, causing her to jump. “Chrissy, calm down. It’s...its just your power. It’s reacting to your state of mind. Try going back to normal.”

Chrysalis squeezed her eyes shut and tried, only to fail. She choked on a sob. “I haven’t...haven’t cried since that day. Why won’t it work?!”

Fluttershy gulped down the pressure in her throat. She took a deep, shuddering breath and pushed Chrysalis’ legs apart so she could get closer, sitting on her knees and slowly, cautiously, put her hands against the bump.

They stayed silent, Fluttershy rubbing the bump, as if there was a soul within, and Chrysalis trying her best to calm down.
“What happened? Maybe talking to someone, will help with moving on. It won’t solve the pain, or erase the memories, but it could help with healing.”

Chrysalis was rubbing her nose, eyes blood shot and hair wet and back. She thought for awhile, a watery grin against her mouth. “He really is a good liar. He made me believe he was over her. I wouldn’t...even if he wanted to leave, I wouldn’t have asked him for anything.”

Fluttershy’s brows furrowed. “Who?”

Chrysalis bit her lip. “I was so close to finding out the gender, too. It wouldn’t have mattered...except I wanted to be able to choose a name. But you know, Hun? I should’ve known he wasn’t over her.”

It seemed to click, but before Fluttershy could allow herself to feel whatever level of fury burning a hole in her belly, she had to confirm. Nothing good came from assumptions. “You mean the father? Is it who I think? Or another?” She asked quietly.

Chrysalis nodded. “I told you. He’s a good liar. I guess a child born from an orphaned whore wouldn’t be good for his “Straight A soldier” image.” She spoke bitterly, like she’d come to terms with that fate.

Fluttershy’s nostrils flared and the green ran along Chrysalis again, returning her to normal, a look of longing lingering in her gaze.
The last time Fluttershy felt this level of need to want to castrate a man, it was Rich. Fluttershy took deep breaths, trying to keep calm and not ruin more of Chrysalis’ day by losing her temper.
“Let’s...let’s go.”
She moved from Chrysalis’ space, both leaving the water. Because the water was so warm, Fluttershy was able to see the horizontal scar along Chrysalis’ lower abdomen, along with crisscross scars that were much smaller.

Fluttershy tried multiple times to change the topic or smile, but she couldn’t bring herself to. She wasn’t judging. She was livid. She was so angry but she felt hopeless as to not know how to comfort her friend.

At some point, on their walk, Chrysalis held her hand, startling Fluttershy.
When she looked up to Chrysalis, she was smiling small but fondly to Fluttershy, then looked away. “You know...Discord is the only other person who knows. He was there in the living area when I came home. He’s the one who brought me to the hospital. He kept my secret. He kept quiet. That was the first, last, and only time I ever saw him care about anyone, until you came along.”

Fluttershy’s eyes were wide. “But he does care.”

Chrysalis hummed. “It wasn’t always like that. You don’t know the kind of man he is. Or was. The first couple years, on the anniversary of when I even found out I was-was...” she cleared her throat, “anyhow, I thought he was mocking me after. I only realized, recently, after snapping his head off for it, that it was his way of trying to comfort me. He would make these small, almost baby sized bracelets, braided from odd color combinations of string. Haha, he’s definitely an enigma.”

Fluttershy laughed breathily. “I was supposed to comfort you, but you’re the one doing the comforting.”

Chrysalis smiled small to her. “The fact you weren’t sure how, was comforting enough. To me, that meant you were genuine in your attempt. In your care. Just having someone to talk it through, is enough for now.”

Fluttershy smiled, though that anger still coiled like a rattle snake’s tail in her bones. “You’re not alone in healing. I know, even if it’s awkward for you, none of us think less of you. Just talk to us.”

Chrysalis chuckled. “You are so sweet.”

Fluttershy looked up at her, fully serious, a remorseful grin on her lips. “No, I’m not.”

She tried letting go of her anger, but it festered.
School would be starting in a few hours and Fluttershy hadn’t slept. She paced and paced around the kitchen, making lunches and distracting herself. Or at least, trying to. She thought exhausting herself would help, until she realized she’s went days without sleep before so one or two days wouldn’t be too hard.
She jolted at hearing the door open, a loud yawn being heard.
It was Discord.

He walked in, mumbling about a snack, his arms covered to the elbow in dried blood. He rubbed at his stomach and looked exhausted. He jolted, having realized she was there, but grinned. “My Dear. You’re up awfully early.” He walked over, knowing she wouldn’t mind the dried blood touching her, and brushed his knuckles against her cheek.

She tilted her head against the knuckles, enjoying the gentle touch. “Couldn’t sleep. Just getting in?” She looked up at him, for some reason feeling sleepy, like Discord was raking the ebb of anger away.

He nodded. “Boss has been working me harder in retaliation for your actions. I don’t mind. Hungry?”

She shook her head. “I’m okay. I have time, want me to make you breakfast?”

His eyes searched her face for a bit. She grinned. “Hey, Dissy?”

His face broke into a amused grin. “Yes, Darling?”

Her breath caught and a blush burst from her face. It was close to “my Dear”, but this was somehow different. She squeaked. “F-f-focus. Uhm...I was...I was wondering. Next time you make a bracelet for Chrysalis, can I help?”

He froze, quickly processing, luckily, that Fluttershy knew. He sighed. “If you’d like. I’m surprised she told you.” He removed his hand to go wash off what blood he could.

“It was an accident, really. We went to the spa and they mentioned a baby. Then she kinda broke down in the bath. So...go a bit easy on her.” She began making breakfast burritos with whipped cream and salsa for him.

He scoffed. “I’m always easy on her. But, fine, if you say.” He walked over and she felt that warmth against her back again.
He nuzzled the top of her head. “So what’s wrong?”

She couldn’t help the small grin that gave her. “Did you know who the father was?”

He hummed, wrapping an arm around her waist, pulling her more towards him. “No. She never did say. Do you?”

She gripped his hand to anchor herself, the flash of anger renewing after a couple days. “Yes.”

He was silent for a bit, but she could feel his energy changing. His grip on her waist tightened. “Oh?” His voice growled low and deep. “Who’s the lucky man?”

That caused Fluttershy to snort. “I wouldn’t call him a man. Dissy...my lovely, Dissy?” She turned in his grasp, not shocked at all by the glowing in his eyes. Though she did hear the breath hitch at the nickname.

He made a low noise in the back of his throat, not quite a hum or grunt. “What can I do for you?”

She sighed. “Unfortunately not much right now. But, I do have a question.” She grinned darkly at him, pulling his shirt down enough to give a peck to his collarbone, or what she could reach of it.

His fingers rubbed her side. “Yes?”

“How would you castrate a male? Just get rid of the rod or do you pop the balloons too?” She laughed at his slight look of fear. “Don’t worry, my Lovely. I just need to know the best way to harm him without killing.”

He actually seemed to think on it for a bit, relaxing. “Both. Pop first then chop.” To distract from the painful imagery, he kissed along her temple and forehead.

“Coward.” She said, lifting her head up.

He pulled away enough to raise a brow, a smirk on his face. “How so?”

“If you’re going to kiss me, you might as well make it the lips.” She breathed. She was still furious, but there was a bud of excitement blossoming in her lungs.

He chuckled after looking over her face. “You either missed me, or knowing you’re about to harm someone makes you more affectionate.”

She hummed, knowing he wouldn’t do it. For some bewildering reason, he seemed to want to do one thing right, despite the World he lives and works in and wait until she was 18. It both melted her heart and annoyed her to no end. “Maybe both. You see, Twilight said I shouldn’t destroy other families since I lost mine. But you see, my Lovely, sweet man, this isn’t about MY family I LOST.” She grinned large, revealing her canines. “You see, he destroyed a family before it could even bear a fruit. So...it’s only natural to take an eye for an eye.” She growled out and rubbed her hands against his sides, causing a shiver to wrack through him. “Problem is, his wife is heavily pregnant. It’s not the child’s fault and to be honest, I’m not sure the wife knows. Not many women would stay after knowing. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t like the woman, but I couldn’t ever harm a child.” She chuckled darkly. “What happened, truly scarred our beautiful Chrissy to her soul. I can’t let it be.”

He lifted her chin. “You know these people well. Don’t you?” His gaze was observant.

She brought one hand up and brushed her index finger along his lower lip, even pushing under his snaggle tooth. “Not really. I know their family members. But personally, no, I don’t know them.”

He bent down and nipped her jaw again, holding her tight. “Who’s the family you know?”

Her mind was becoming fuzzy, the hum she got from his affection making her drunk. “You’ve...you’ve found out how to get me to talk.”

He pulled away, chuckling lowly. “Maybe.”

She smiled at him with hooded eyes. “Think of the singing I’d do with a kiss.”

He gulped. “There’s a lot...most things I’ve done in my life that weren’t done right. Whatever we are doing right now, along with more, I want to do right. I want to do right by you.” He blushed, looking away, like admitting something so intimate was a weakness.

She reached her hand up and pulled his face back to look at her. She smiled fondly. “I understand. I won’t ask for kisses again until I’m 18. But if I do, forgive me for the slip.”

He kissed her palm. “I will.”

She giggled. “Well, eat. Then get some rest. I have school. And a plan.”

He rose a brow, pulling away to grab his food. “Oh? What’s your evil scheme? Monologue for me.” He smiled.

She snorted, moving her arms dramatically. “Well!” Then she put her finger to his lips. “It’s a secret.”

He chortled and began laughing so hard it brought tears to his eyes. His laugh made her smile so hard her cheeks hurt.

Her alarm for when to leave went off and she grabbed her backpack, made sure food was down for Angel, then she grabbed Discord’s hand, kissing the top gently.
“Have a good rest. I’ll see you tonight, unless you leave before I get back.”

He had blushed at her gesture but smiled. “I’ll make sure to let you know. Don’t get into too much trouble.”

She laughed loudly and ran to the front door. “No promises, my Lovely!” She snorted as his blush almost glowed.

The anger returned once she was out of view of the mansion. Without that warmth, the dark thoughts began to hiss at her like the tail of a Rattle Snake, ready to strike with a mouthful of venom enough to kill in seconds.

Chapter Text

Fluttershy was still angry as she rounded a street towards the school. She was able to reign it in a bit, or at least enough to be reasonable. Hopefully.
She decided to try calling Rainbow first, as she walked to school. She wanted to find a more “private” place to meet up, especially if it was on the school grounds.

“Uh, hey, Shy. What’s up?” Rainbow asked, almost nervously.

“Just seeing where everyone’s meeting up before class.” She caught the tone.

“Uhmm...” a sigh, “we’re in that old abandoned track field behind the school. We’re...well, you’ll see.” Rainbow said.

Fluttershy frowned. What were they doing? “Okay. Be there in a bit.”

She didn’t give Rainbow a chance to reply. Rainbow was loyal. So it seemed, her loyalty was being tested. Split.

She was getting to the bottom of this bullshit with her so called friends. She was tired of none of them asking her directly. She didn’t even know what Twilight or even Rainbow and Pinkie had been saying.
She had purposely left early enough. She didn’t want to be interrupted.

The path was quiet, it was a small, tree surrounded pathway a bit aways from their current track field. Fluttershy was trying to think of where she could even begin to speak to them. She just wanted to know, was she at fault for their separation?
Up ahead, she heard noise, yelling, shouting for what to do. ‘Training?’
She slowed her pace.
They were. Their Elements were out and glowing, them training with their magic, though it looked as if they were taking a break. It was all of them, even Rarity.
They all had scuffs and dirt covering their bodies.

“What were ya thinkin’ Rainbow?” AJ asked, approaching after some water.

Rainbow shrugged. “I panicked, okay? She’s still my friend...or at least, I hope.”

“Even after everything? I mean, come now, RainbowDash. It all adds up. Though, I must admit I haven’t been very forward with it myself.” Rarity said, tying back her hair.

“But, Rarity! What about what Fluttershy told us herself?” Pinkie asked, jumping about.

Rainbow nodded. “Yeah. We told you guys she said she wasn’t dating AND that Twilight-“ Rainbow looked over to the purple haired teen who was trifling through an old leather and wood book, “had taken those without permission.”

Twilight looked up from the book. “Yes, I admit I took them without permission, but it was for the best. If she wouldn’t tell us about her family, do you really think she’d tell us about whatever she’s doing now? Would you all have rather found out one morning she was found naked and dead in an alley or something?”
She walked up, getting into Rainbow’s space. “Also, I wasn’t lying. She really did try to attack Cadence’s father and even threw a knife at him! Ever since she moved in with those adults, she’s become so different.”

Rainbow made an uncomfortable noise in her throat and Fluttershy couldn’t take it. She was already mad about the Chrysalis situation. She sighed and walked out, a fake smile on her lips. She wondered if they’d be able to tell.
“Hey, girls! Sorry it took me awhile.”

They breathed sighs of relief, much to Fluttershy’s dismay.
“Hey, Shy. Haven’t heard from you in awhile.” Rainbow stuttered out.

Twilight crossed her arms. “Have you come to your senses?”

Fluttershy stopped walking at that remark. She didn’t even glance over. “I was always in control of my senses. I wouldn’t have thrown the knife if he didn’t make that comment.”

Twilight made a noise, a fed up one. “Exactly! It was a comment! They’d all been talking all night.”

Fluttershy took a deep breath, exhaling slowly. “Okay, I can see, since I heard most of everyone’s gossip, that you all have questions. I’ll be honest.”
She still shook. Truthfully, she wasn’t sure if she was ready for that.
Plus, she was done with it. She still wanted Shining Armour to suffer.

“Well...if ya heard everythin’, why not just tell us?” AJ suggested.

Fluttershy glanced over, but nodded. “Fine.” She sighed. “No, I’m not dating anyone. I went with Sombra to that dinner as a friend, since his family are a bunch of-“ she stopped herself. “-anyway. The non consensual pictures and such. I understand it looks odd, it looks suggestive. Those were out of context.”

Twilight snorted. “All of that? Out of context? Fluttershy, just face the facts! You’ve fallen down a path that worries us and for some reason, you’ve cut us off. It’s not like you.”

Fluttershy had to think. Not like her? What? Was she supposed to roll over? Grovel to her friends pathetically that her family was brutally slaughtered and-no. She wasn’t getting into the details of that year. Though, something did stick.
“Twilight. You just said I’ve ‘fallen down a path’. What do you mean?”
She knew she was trying to deflect.

“She means you’ve changed way too much, Shy! I...I don’t know how it happened, but I know that night-morning- whatever we found you and that tall dude on the beach, you both were covered in blood. Pinkie didn’t notice, but I did. The Fluttershy we knew wouldn’t be covered in blood like that!” Rainbow blurt out before she looked away, uncomfortable.

Fluttershy’s veins turned cold. They saw? Her heart began to hammer as panic set in.

There was some silence.

Remembering certain...events...of that night, had her blushing. She hadn’t meant to.

“Oh, God. Fluttershy, why are you blushing?” Rarity asked with some disgust.

Fluttershy sobered up quick from her skip down memory lane. She realized. “Is that why you all have been avoiding me? Because of something Rainbow saw?”

Rainbow looked hurt. “Are you saying I was wrong?”

Fluttershy put her hands up. “No! Far from it! I’m just asking! All summer, save from when you and Pinkie went with us and that terrible dinner, none of you have talked to me.”

More silence.

“I told ya I was busy at Sweet Apple Acres.” AJ said, tilting her hat down.

“I had fashion school to focus on. I want to go somewhere elite so I have to try doing more than what’s expected.” Rarity said, not moving much, probably unsure how to react.

Pinkie went to go next, but Fluttershy held her hand up in a ‘stop’ motion. “I know. I read the texts. But you all obviously weren’t too busy if you were practicing your magic without me.” She would admit, that hurt. It wasn’t even about the magic.

They were moving on. They were walking a line, while she was still trying to untangle the mess she’d gotten into and what she did untangle wasn’t along the same lines theirs were. Not even in the same direction.

“Oh, so NOW you check your texts.” Rarity said, sarcasm bitter.

Fluttershy tried not glaring at her. “My sleep schedule has been off for a long time so I only get your things after you’ve shown up.”

“Are we all ignoring the blood thing?!” Rainbow asked, still freaked. Part of Fluttershy wanted to roll her eyes.

Twilight perked at that. “Speaking of, what are you doing with these strangers? You admitted Rainbow wasn’t lying about being covered in blood. Then the sleeping around and violence?”

Fluttershy sighed. “You keep bringing that up. All of you. I’m NOT sleeping around. But you know what? Even if I was, why would that change our friendship?”

“Sugarcube, this ain’t about sleeping with boys our age.” AJ said.

‘Oh.’ She thought bitterly.

“We just don’t want you getting hurt or killed or ending up with an unwanted baby while the guy you slept with runs off or worse.” Twilight tried sounding genuine in her concern, but all Fluttershy heard was uppity, high nosed prejudice thinking. Looking down on those who don’t fit into those boxes she feels they should.

Fluttershy turned her attention to Twilight, unable to stop the metaphorical venom spewing from her lips. “At least the man I know is the father won’t force me to miscarriage then run off only to impregnate the woman he was truly never over, then leaving me with the scars and trauma. Forever looking at my own body, knowing what it once held and what it was forced to birth fully knowing it wasn’t actually alive while he runs off Scott free and lives fucking happily with a wife who might or might not know what he’d done and a child who will never know the sins their father cursed a woman with. Oh!”
Fluttershy gave a forced smile, looking Twilight right in the eyes. “Or the child learning that their mommy and themselves could’ve been the “other woman and child” just as easily in their daddy’s eyes.”

Twilight glared at her head on. “If you sleep around too much, then you won’t know who the father is and depending on your taste in men it might turn out defected.”

“Ohhh, I hope it won’t be with that creep. What a poor child that would be.” Rarity commented, most likely to herself, but Fluttershy still heard it.

Fluttershy wanted to break into tears, but she didn’t. She didn’t want them thinking she was playing them.
It was also obvious her and Twilight were having a different conversation than their friend’s.

Fluttershy went to rub the bridge of her nose. “At least my child wouldn’t be a product of status and it won’t grow up having toxic norms thrust upon them by traditional and materialistic standards.”

Twilight crossed her arms. “Yeah, and it won’t have anyone except you. That’s not even a family. What a lonely existence and it would be your fault.”

Fluttershy’s breath caught in her throat, it tugging at her weak spots. But she bit through it.
She noticed the other’s went quiet, catching that something was going on.
“At least I’d know what kind of monster I’m sleeping with. Does Cadence?”

Fluttershy’s ears rang from the echo of the slap Twilight gave her. “How are you paying rent? Did your parent’s life insurances come in?”

Fluttershy took a few deep breaths, trying to calm down. At this rate, she could feel it. Feel the need to attack Twilight. Then it would prove Twilight right. “Why? Why did you even take those pictures? Why are you saying all this?”

Twilight didn’t budge. “At first, I was worried you were taking after that whore Chrysalis. Among other things I learned, it seems I was right.”

Fluttershy sighed. She felt done. It was just going to keep repeating itself. They’ll believe what they want and there’s nothing Fluttershy can do about it.

They didn’t know. But that wasn’t an excuse. They didn’t know, and they probably wouldn’t care how many close calls she had.
How many times she felt ill with a mixed bag of gratefulness, hatred, disgust, self pity, that Rich was so possessive.

Even then, as she stood with her “friends”, staying silent, them waiting for her response, she hated-loathed- how grateful she felt.
She began to feel her anxiety and fear returning as did her memories. She tried fighting it down.
It took a lot from her, but like before, she was able to barely swallow the anxiety, the lump of feeling.
She was shutting down emotionally again. It was the only way she could function when things got so bad. Last time she was like this, it was after she escaped and stepped foot in her family home.
She couldn’t do this dumb cycle anymore.

She just wanted to be happy again.

She had been friends with them for years, so it surprised her that just the concept of her “sleeping around”, was enough to divide them.
Celestia chose wrong.
“Hey...”

They all looked cautiously at her.

She looked to them. “What kind of World are you all training and fighting for?”

There was a brief silence as they looked around to each other. Twilight spoke, for some reason (probably gossip) the other’s didn’t. “For our friends, families, to keep the peace. For being the Element of Kindness, shouldn’t you feel the same?”

Twilight might’ve been cooling off, but Fluttershy’s anger was just placed in a glass bottle with a cork. ‘For being the Element of Kindness...’ She looked right at Twilight. “So you feel nothing should change? The World...to you, and I’m asking you other girl’s too, needs to stay the same?”

Pinkie and AJ replied with a “yeah”, Rainbow nodded, Rarity with a “of course”, and Twilight didn’t say at first.
“That’s why we’re fighting to find the Harbingers of the End and keep it safe.”

Fluttershy hummed in acknowledging. “You’d be able to kill them?”

Twilight didn’t skip a beat. “Celestia said the Elements of Harmony will know what to do with them.”

Fluttershy walked passed, shoulder bumping with Twilight’s as she walked towards the school. “Good luck without the Element of Kindness.”

Twilight turned fast and grasped her wrist in a vice. “What do you mean?” She was immediately panicked.

Fluttershy only glanced over, not even moving her head. “It means, you all are on your own.”

They all heard, breaking out into frenzied “Why’s”. Twilight asked after the other’s hushed a bit, all having concern and alarm in their eyes and body language. “What can we do to make you be on our side? Even though, I’m not sure why you’re not.”

Fluttershy huffed a sigh. “Bring me your brother. Cadence as well. We can meet here, or just about anywhere. You can pick. Just let me know the time today.” She walked forward a bit more, leaning down to grab her bag.

“I don’t understand why you aren’t on our side. You live on this Earth too!” Twilight pleaded, along with agreements from the other’s.

She turned her head over her shoulder, looking back at them. She smiled, it looking like her old, sweet, innocent smiles. The ones that she wore in family portraits and pictures. “I don’t have a family. Or do you not know the meaning of that anymore?”

She wanted to go to class, to ignore her PTSD, but she couldn’t. She was about to crack, her heart beating wildly and choking her, her head throbbed and she fought shaking. She knew she’d break into tears any moment and in this state, she didn’t want to cry alone, curled into a ball.
So, she ditched the moment she felt it was all too much.
She ran.
She ran back and the moment she opened her bedroom door, tossing her bag in in a hurry, she knew her own room wasn’t where she’d feel safe enough.
She tried, though, not wanting to bother Discord. But she tossed that the moment she began hyperventilating and the memories flashed behind her eyelids.

Luckily his door was unlocked. Her breathing must’ve been loud enough, because even though she made no noise, he opened his eyes, moving his head more out from beneath his blanket. His Mohawk was in odd directions giving him bed head and he looked very different without most his piercings in.
“My Dear?” He looked to his clock, obviously confused.

She couldn’t even bask in the knowing his first name for her is the “my Dear”, not her actual name. “Can-“ she squeaked, “I just need. I can’t-can’t breathe.”

He sat up, moving over and lifting the blanket. She immediately dived in, not caring he was only in pajama shorts and curled as tight as she could into him. Her limbs were curled up against herself, though she tried burrowing herself as much into him as she could.
He didn’t speak at first, her assuming it was due to sleepiness.
He let out a breath and used one arm to prop his head and the other wrapped around her, she felt his long fingers rubbing her back and he began to hum a tune. Another she didn’t know.

She began choking on her sobs. Fluttershy wasn’t sure why, but Twilight’s words hurt. Maybe because Fluttershy wasn’t Human anymore. Maybe because the words were assumptions since Fluttershy wasn’t even sure how having a kid as a Vampire would work. The memories and admittance to Rich hurt as well.

She tried curling more into him, letting her arms out enough to claw his shoulder blades, no doubt hurting him, but he didn’t make a noise. He was awake, she could tell. Just, quiet.
“Is this a keep quiet and let you have an episode or do you need to talk?” He asked breathily, his voice becoming more clear as he awoke.

Her face was smooshed against his chest, the warmth and his overbearing scent calming her quicker than it would’ve if she were alone, cold, curled into her own blankets, gathering no comfort and having to ride it out.
“I’m not...I’m not like that. I’m...why do words hurt?” She took deep breaths, not wanting to break more.

He put pressure on her back, squeezing her close. “Words like what? Unless you don’t want to repeat them.”

She wasn’t sure. She needed his assurance but repeating them would remind her that they viewed her that way. She blinked away a few stray tears. “They’re-my “friends”- think I’m sleeping around.” She paused, realizing she probably needed to elaborate. “With older guys.”
She could practically hear the growl in his chest and his nails through her shirt. She looked to him and saw a dark look in his eyes. “Discord?”
He made a noise in his throat, like he was fighting an impulse. As long as it didn’t kill her or worse, she wouldn’t mind. “If you want to do something to me, you can.”

The growl erupted from his chest and up his throat as he leaned down, nudging her head away so he could reach her collarbone and he bit into it. Hard. She felt the bluntness of his teeth and the sharp stab of his snaggle tooth sink into her skin. It hurt.
She reached up and gripped a hand in his Mohawk. “Lovely, that hurts. Please, be a bit more gentle.”
She didn’t mind he bit her, though she wasn’t sure why he did in the first place. She quickly realized though, Discord was quiet when woken up, because he still hadn’t said much. He pulled away, licking the wound, though when he did, she swore she felt a slight burn.
She’d have to look later.

“I know you better than that, Fluttershy. What base do they have for their assumptions?” He was definitely waking up by his level of speak too.

“Just those pictures and such I told you about. I told them it was nothing, it was out of context, but...” she sighed, nuzzling his bare chest. “But they’ll believe what they want instead. Twilight...” she wasn’t sure why she was about to confess this, “Twilight said they were worried I’d end up either hurt, dead, or end up with an unwanted baby while the man I slept with runs off.” The last part was a whined out only to blurt the next out in a ramble. “Then...she said I’d end up with just me and the child and that it wouldn’t even be considered a family and it would be lonely for the child and Rarity brought up it would be a poor child if it was your’s and-“ she cut off, not meaning to blurt out the part involving him. She looked at him with watery wide eyes.

He looked equally as shocked before he seemed to gather himself and looked away. “Trust me, Fluttershy, no child would want me as their parent.”

For some reason, that made her more angry. The only reason she hadn’t been more angry at Rarity was because she sadly, didn’t hate that idea. Yes, he wasn’t well in a strange sense of the word. But neither was she if you added things up. “So you’re saying, IF that were the case, only IF, it’s a metaphorical illusion, but just pretend. So you’re saying...you don’t believe I’m capable of judging if you’d be a good parent?”

His brows rose high in alarm and he gripped her face, his body moving to be over her, trapping her. “Nononono, Fluttershy! I’m saying...grr...I’m...I’ve never even thought of it but my Dear, you have to realize too. Just...for this make believe, pretend possibility...Fluttershy, you have to understand. I’m not...I don’t think...it scares me, Fluttershy. What mental problems would be passed down? What if? What if I’ve had my medicine? What i-“

She stopped his rant by bringing her hands up and petting his face. “Discord.” She looked into his red, panicked, frightened eyes. ‘He always overthinks.’ She smiled small. “I understand. I really wouldn’t worry though. For one, I’m not sleeping with anyone, for two, I’m not Human anymore so I’m not even sure it’s a possibility. Especially if without blood, my body shuts down. And for three, it’s not real. Hahaha.” She began giggling. “We’re both! Ha! We’re both acting like terrified fools when there’s nothing to even be remotely worried about. We really shouldn’t do these “what if” or “make believe “ situations together.”

He looked away, embarrassed for getting so into the topic but chuckled. “You might be right. Sorry, my Dear, we got off topic.”
He didn’t move though.

She really didn’t mind him over her, especially without a shirt so she could admire the long muscles. They weren’t thick, bulky muscles but it was obvious he wasn’t a twig.
She knew she should’ve looked away or been more embarrassed, but now that she got a look, she wanted to know more. His body was littered with scars, like her own body. There were a lot of needle scars on his wrists and up his arms. Even a lot of surgical looking scars. They were old and faded. She didn’t dare touch, no matter how tempting.

They were silent for a bit, Discord staying over her, and her basking in the safety.

“My brother called me a lot of names. He liked using big words I couldn’t understand unless I looked in a book, which then he’d hide all the dictionaries.” Discord looked back at her.

Her eyes were wide. Discord never shared things about himself. “Accord?”

He nodded. “I also...I’ve never been to school. All I know is this Underworld. I want a better life for you.”

She gulped. How was she to resist when he’d throw a smooth and romantic line like that?! “Academics isn’t everything and I think you’re very smart. Besides. Sombra has enough smarts for all of us.”

He chuckled at that. “I suppose you’re right.” He sighed but then let out a huge yawn, not thinking about covering his mouth and she was perplexed to see a few things. One, a tongue ring and two, at the gums between his upper and lower jaw in the back, was a number “02” in elegant writing verses the usual boxy numerical lettering.

“Discord?” She asked quietly.

He leaned down, laying by her with one arm still outstretched over her collarbone to the other shoulder. “Yes?”

“What was your childhood like? Remember, you can say no.” She reached her own hands and picked his arm up, only to trace along scars.

“What do you want to know exactly?” His voice was quiet.

“Anything you’re willing to tell.” She replied.

He bent his wrist and his fingers tangled in her hair. “Tia was one of the few around who did go to school, so some learned from her, or borrowed her books, like Accord did. Lulu was her little shadow. Then, there was Tirek. He was a bit older than all of us. He showed us around, showed us the ropes, but he always wanted more. I don’t mean in a Disney princess sense.” She saw he was getting lost in memories, so she turned towards him, letting her fingertips brush through the thick stubble on his jaw.
“At some point, life got more complicated. When I saw him again, we were...teens still, I think? Anyway, he’d...he’d gotten into things. Into trouble, into alcohol and drugs. He was always chasing a different feeling. Problem was, he could be in the middle of one feeling when he’d want a different one.” He took a deep breath. “It was after a blow up with Tia when I found him. He’d called me, I knew something was off, so I went to find him. He had gotten a hold of a new drug, chasing it for a week and then...it was his undoing.” He was quiet for a moment, blinking away the memory and raking his fingers against her scalp. “Sorry, don’t know why I just kept talking.”

She quirked her lip. “I get the feeling.”

Her phone began playing loudly, making them both almost jump out of their skins.
She went to answer, having forgotten she skipped school.
“Twilight.” Her voice deadpanned.

“We’re at the track field. The one behind the school, not the abandoned one.” She spoke, still unsure and maybe irritated.

Fluttershy nodded. “Shining Armour and Cadence?”

Twilight breathed out and there was movement. “They’re here.”

Fluttershy was almost giddy. “Thank you. We’ll be there in a bit. I didn’t feel good so I skipped. Bye.”

Discord looked at her, uneasy. She must’ve had that look on her face. “My Dear? What’s going on?”

She turned her head and kissed his cheek. “My plan. Now, I know you must have a gun, despite how much I know you don’t like using them. Get me it, please. I’ll get a knife from the kitchen.”

“You weren’t kidding me when you said you’d castrate him?” Discord continued to get dressed, knowing she meant for him to tag along.

She nodded.

“Why not grab Chrysalis since that’s who this is for?” Discord asked, genuinely curious.

Fluttershy sighed. “She wouldn’t be able to do anything. You see what she gets like. Usually Chrissy is pretty strong, but this thing with him and the “incident”, left a chink in her armour.”
She began putting her hair up in a bun.

“And who’s Cadence?” He asked, making her shiver by running a finger up her spine.

“The pregnant wife. Don’t worry, I’m not so low as to harm a pregnant woman and a baby.” She consoled him.

He still looked at her with some sort of doubt. “Why’re you planning to make a show out of this? Why do you need a knife AND gun?” He kept the gun in his pocket.

She smiled at him, it was genuine. “You’ll see, my Lovely. Besides, it’s rare I get to surprise you too.”

While walking passed a mirror, as they headed downstairs to his motorcycle, she saw where he bit. The outline of a barbel with the outline of a stick dragon, almost traditional in a way. It looked like a tattoo. She had to wonder why it did that.

As he started the bike, he handed her the helmet. A thought ran through her mind. ‘He’s a good one.’

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Fluttershy had time to think while he drove to the school.
She mainly needed Discord so he could put up barriers and restrain Shining Armour.
She felt the glass bottle cracking, leaking the fury she trapped.
That probably wasn’t a good sign.

When they parked and Fluttershy took off the helmet, she felt...giddy. She wanted to see how well her plan would work, more so out of seeing Cadence‘s priorities.
She never specified if it should’ve been just Twilight or the others as well and by this point, Fluttershy couldn’t care.

There was also a vague thought that Twilight truly was a pitiful, pathetic puppy. All so she didn’t disappoint Celestia, she agreed to bring her brother and his wife to Fluttershy without asking WHY Fluttershy wanted them.
You’d think she would’ve caught on.
But no.
Because apparently, she was the “Element of Kindness” and “Doll”, Fluttershy wouldn’t do anything that warrants suspicion, but oh, she could be a slut with only pictures of two guys as bullshit “evidence”.

“What is at least part of your plan?” Discord asked, popping a small candy cane in his mouth.

“When I say, put a clear barrier up and restrain Shining Armour. Even if it’s with magic. Please.” She said and looked up at him.

He hummed. “If you say, my Dear.”

She was quiet for a moment while they walked. “Discord?”

He looked down at her. “Yes?”

Her brows furrowed and she had to wonder why anyone could hate him when he was so willing to please. “Please forgive me.”

He stopped her and tilted her chin up. “For what?”

She gave a wobbly grin. “For bringing you into this.”

He looked in her eyes, observing. “Come on. I’m more so curious as to what you have planned for them. Peppermint?” He offered her a small one wrapped up.

She smiled fondly. “What a charmer. Thank you, my Lovely.” She took it from his hand, only for him to grab her fingers gently, and like a knight in stories, kissed the top of her hand, before letting go.
Her heart ached.

Fluttershy made them slow down as they came upon the corner that lead to the field. “It’ll be best to do it by surprise. Twilight has become a bit magic happy ever since Celestia gave us the gems.” She looked over, seeing who was there and honestly wasn’t surprised. “It looks like she brought Celestia and the girls. Fucking coward.”

“Tia’s the underling to the guy who hurt you and your family, right?” Discord’s voice was low and snarled.

She didn’t think she ever said who their attacker was, but she sighed a small breath. She knew he was smart. “Yes, but I’m not sure how much she knows or how involved.”

He bent down, kissing the top of her head. “Doesn’t matter to me. It just gives me a reason.”

She nodded. “Help me first, though.”

He chuckled. “As you wish.”

She blushed. “Don’t you start quoting Princess Bride. Come on, focus! We have a boy to castrate.”

He stifled his laughter, taking a few deep breaths. “I will if you let me rest my head in your lap while we watch movies tonight.”

She smiled sweetly. “As you wish.”

They waited until Shining Armour was enough of a distance, along with Cadence, and put up the invisible barrier. Only him and Fluttershy could get through.
Both Shining Armour and Cadence became startled when they tried leaving but the barrier wouldn’t let them, the others quickly noticing and approached, seeing what was going on.

Fluttershy walked out in front of Discord, him hunched slightly right behind her, a grin on his face. “Tia! How’s life?” He joked, just trying to rile Celestia.

“Discord! What are you-do you have anything to do with this?” Celestia asked, a stern anger in her tone.

He shrugged. “Anything to do with what? I’m just accompanying Fluttershy here. She did need a ride and it’s probably good I did come,” his tone got low, a warning, “seeing how outnumbered she is.”

“Fluttershy, what’s going on? If you’re using your Element-“ Twilight began, but Fluttershy ignored her, walking inside the barrier. Everyone could hear, it simply just kept them in and Twilight and the others out.

Twilight ran after, only for the barrier to shock her when she got to it. “Ah!”

After a bit of realization dawned on them, Shining Armor had his arms crossed in front of Fluttershy. “Come to apologize for your actions that night at Cadence’s parents place?”

A pause.
Fluttershy snorted and began laughing. Apologize?! Did-did Twilight assume it was to apologize? Like Fluttershy did anything wrong?!
Even Discord began chuckling, them the only two finding it funny.

Once she calmed down, Fluttershy looked him in the eye. “I’m going to cut to the chase. Does your “lovely” wife know about what you did to Chrysalis? It was maybe 5 or 6 years ago?”

“What are you talking about?” He asked, but she saw how his body moved. He was lying.

“Shining, what’s going on? What does this have to do with Chrysalis?” Cadence asked, fear creeping into her voice. She tried getting closer, but there was a barrier around her too.

Good. At least she was smart enough to know to be scared.

Fluttershy sighed loudly. “Discord, I’m not sure how to string him up. I don’t want to see...” she moved her hand in a disgusted manner, “it.” She batted her lashes at him after, making him grin with laughter.

“As you wish.” Putting one hand on his hip, he snapped his fingers and like that, Shining Armor was hinged up in the air, no rope, just floating. His wrists were bound together and his knees were bent and spread so it’d make access easier to her.

Testing, she yanked on his ankle, making one leg straight. It stuck. By then, her “friends” were at the barrier, trying to break it down while Discord slowly approached Celestia, like a predator sizing up its prey.

“Discord, the gun.” She held her hand out and he glanced over. He rose a brow, obviously curious. He got the gun out, the others gasping and panic beginning to set in. He tossed it in the air, it disappeared above, and it gently floated down from the top of the barrier into her grasp.

She looked to Cadence. “Your hubby here forced a miscarriage on a very good friend of mine. Did you know?”

Cadence’s eyes widened, shock very much apparent. “No-I-Shining...”

Fluttershy was in no mood to play along with what-yep. Cadence started tearing up, realization dawning on her.
She would’ve probably prolonged Cadence’s misery, but too much stress was bad for a baby.
She approached her. Fluttershy surprised herself with how little care she had that she practically ruined a life.
Her teeth throbbed.
She was about to do more.
Anger was the warm fur coat over her shoulders.

“I can give you two choices for me to do. One, castrate him. Balls, rod, all that grossness. Or two, I shoot him in the leg.”

Cadence looked appalled at her.

Really, if Fluttershy thought about it, castrating him was the only way it would be “fair”. Chrysalis had to live with knowing she lost a child. Not even being able to hold it because there was no life there. So, instead of letting him die a slow death, really, she should make him become a eunuch and live forever knowing what she did to him and knowing he’ll never fuck again. Cadence‘s child would be his only child.

But...she still wanted to test Cadence. If she chose for Fluttershy to castrate him, it means she respects her fellow women enough she felt her husband deserved it, and that he didn’t need to have a cock In order for her to love him. But if she chose the bullet to the leg, probably thinking Fluttershy‘s a shitty shot, it meant she valued her husband more than justice.

“W-what? You child, you can’t be serious! Chrysalis must’ve lied or it was an accident and she wanted someone to blame.” Cadence tried pounding on the barrier.

“I’m not giving you a third choice, you rotten bitch! I’m still pissed at you. But more than that, I want justice for Chrysalis. And no, it wasn’t. I saw the crisscross scars along with the c-section scar. I saw the horror. I saw the grief.” She walked over, putting her hand through, the tip of the blade to her stomach. Cadence froze.
Looking, Fluttershy saw the fear. “That’s what I thought. Choose.”

“Justice?! Do you not see what you’re doing? All of this is illegal!” Shining Armour yelled.

“Cadence. This is the last chance before I decide I won’t spare you. Oh, but wait. Hm...maybe you’re far along enough where I can steal your child? Then you’d be null and void.” She smiled.

She didn’t want to do that. But if she could make them fear, that was good enough.

Cadence stuttered, pale. “S-shoot. S-shoot the leg.”She closed her eyes tight, covering her face.

Fury coursed her veins like the venom in her fangs. Sadly, she DID pick up a few tricks from Rich’s goons.
She yanked the air in front of her, and sure enough, it was like mime‘s work. ‘What a smart man.’ She thought fondly about her Dissy.
Yanking it hard, it made Shining Armour higher, so all Fluttershy would have to do is stab.
She REALLY didn’t want to see ‘it’. So, she pulled her hand back and stabbed upward.
She’s not sure what she hit, but she giggled at his girlish scream. Cadence’s screams of horror weren’t too bad.

Suddenly she felt a shiver go up her spine and the smile on her face grow at the sound of Twilight’s anguished screeching. The other’s were too, looking over, she saw with one hand Discord was twirling her “friends” in the air, horror written on their faces.
With his other, he was trying to deflect the bullets from a gun Celestia had. Where she got it or why she had it, was beyond Fluttershy.

Shining Armor groaned and spat out at her as Cadence tried to find a way out of her bubble. “You fucking psychopath! W-Wha-“ he was cut off by Fluttershy aiming just right (it’s not like he wore baggy pants) and stabbing to the hilt, no doubt popping either one or both balls.

“I’m not a psychopath.” She said simply.
She was tired of the angry yelling. So, taking a breath, she sighed, with her stabs to cause more damage, but the longer she did it, the more she didn’t want to stop hurting him.
Part of her wanted him not just maimed, but dead.
If Cadence wanted to judge other’s for their choice of whom to love, then she can lose her own.
But...then again, their love was shallow. Besides, she’d rather Fluttershy shoot his leg than do what she was currently. Fluttershy didn’t like the blood and matter getting on her from him. She would’ve preferred Discord’s or at least more worthy blood.

She knew she could never go back after this.
They thought they could judge her, for her situation, for her tastes in who she’s close with, for how she’s learned to cope.

She began to laugh. It was so...so STUPID! This boy was a soldier yet he pettily took a life. His wife had it all yet she still judged her sibling for who they like. Her friends were all about peace and friendship yet they tossed her like a diseased toy.
Rich had so much money, so much power, yet he still hunted her like she were a Gold Stag on a hunt.

She was beginning to hate Humans. Her anger spiked and she breathed deep through her nose, her smile on full display as she sliced from base to tip with the blade, then horizontal at the base. His blood reeked but the scent of their fear and agony made it not as wretched to smell.

She heard bullets, bringing her back. Cadence was on her knees, sweat and tears running down her face.
Shining Armor had fallen, passed out from pain.
She sniffed, smelling Discord’s blood.
A wave of panic flooded her.
Turning her head fast, she saw a bullet surrounded by magic pierce a hole in Discord’s side.
She knew, vaguely, it was her mind processing, but it felt worse when it looked as if he was falling in slow motion.
She saw the blood leave his mouth, his own magic erratically trying to close the gaping wound, even as he grinned crazily and shot one more wave of magic at them, sending all the six of them flying back.
Her heart stopped. ‘Not again.’
Not again Not again NOT NOT NOT
NOT AGAIN AGAIN AGAIN AGAIN NOT AGAIN NOT NOT AGAIN NOT AGAIN
WHY
WHY
WHY WHY WHY HIM
WHY NOW
THEY GANGED UP ON HIM
SIX AGAINST ONE
AGAINST ONE
HE WAS PROTECTING HER
HE’S STILL HUMAN
HUMAN
HUMAN
NO NO NO NO NO NO NO

“DISCORD!” She ran to him, her body felt like it was on fire. Truly. She could barely breathe. Her body was shaking. She skidded to her knees when she reached him, not caring they were probably scratched and bleeding.
She pulled him close, unsure where to even begin, when the air felt thick and humid.
Her fangs seized with so much venom it made her head spin. ‘Not now, me!’

But if her venom gave them magic, maybe...
Either forgetting or not caring, her senses overloaded with the mixing scents around her. With the panic. With the fear she’d lose him too, she kissed from his scruff on his chin, down to his pulse point before biting as deep as she could, praying and praying.
Whoever was up there didn’t need to save her.
But Discord didn’t deserve it.
She began to feel dizzy herself as she felt something send shocks of pressure up her canines and through her. She swore it felt like a hug.
Discord’s own eyes were hazy, but she saw he tried holding onto consciousness enough to run a bloodied, magic static hand through her hair, before he snapped his fingers, his eyes dilated and opposite.

Next thing she felt was landing on tiled ground, pain shooting up her legs. Panting, she let go and looked at Discord, he having passed out. The wound was healed on his side, a giant pink outline of a butterfly against his skin. He was sickly pale looking, having lost a lot of blood. She still held onto him tightly, only so she could feel his breath against her neck. Their magic entwined and fizzled around them for a few more seconds, dancing and fading into the air.

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“You know, you look much more approachable without some of those piercings.” She said, running a finger gently over his ear, feeling the tips were definitely natural, the cartilage just curving sharply.

He hummed, turning his head only for her to giggle and use a hand to push it back. “Why can’t I turn my head?” He asked, it turning to a whine. “I like my piercings. Do you? Like them, I mean.”

She smiled softly at his blush before getting a rotten idea, her smile turning into a mischievous smirk.
Placing one hand against his chest to keep him still, the other caressing his cheek, she leaned so close to his ear she could feel the heat from his blush. “They’re a little distracting, but I do. It makes me curious as to what the cold metal would feel against my tongue with the added taste of you.”

He blushed hard, eyes wide and covering his face. “You! My-my Dear, y-y-you can’t SAY things like that!” He tried sitting up, his head having been in her lap.

She had been on the hammock and he was sitting in front of her with his head in her lap, they were watching more 80’s movies, but then began talking, his head having leaned back between her thighs so he could look up at her.

But as he went to move his head, she clamped her thighs against his head, the blush on his face darkening. She grinned rottenly, her snickering to hide the blush of her own. “Don’t leave me now, Di~ssy.”
She asked breathlessly, on purpose.

She swore his eyes grew darker but the blush became hotter, and he bent his knees to his chest, letting out a deep, long whine. “Whyyy? My Dear, you’ll be the death of me. You do realize most of the things I’d get in trouble for is YOUR fault?”

She stuck her tongue out at him, giggling. “Yes. But I can’t help it, it’s fun. It’s your fault for being so sweet to me.”

He covered his face with one hand, since he couldn’t move his head.
She calmed, getting an impulse. She ran her fingers up his chest, feeling the heart hammering away like beating to music, and once her fingers reached his face, she took a nail and ran it along his bottom lip, causing him to peek at her from between his fingers.
“Maybe I should stop being sweet then.”

She smiled fondly. “You won’t.”

He scoffed, about to defend himself when she cut him off, running her thumb against his cheekbone. “You won’t...because you never meant to in the first place.”

He made a choked noise, but didn’t say more, knowing she was right.

Fluttershy wasn’t sure where they were and Discord hadn’t woken up. She could only guess he’d need a transfusion. The wound had been large, making him lose a large amount of blood and fast.
Feeling for her phone while she rested his head on her lap, she was glad to see she had it.
The battery was low and she had no service. She’d forgotten to charge it when she got home earlier.
She shook, only because now she was afraid. The room was dark, everything was too quiet. Discord hadn’t woken or shown any signs except for the rise and fall of his chest, he was breathing.
Why?
Was it because she allowed herself to be consumed by anger? Problem was, under her grief, she was fueled with unbridled fury, knowing they ganged up on him. He could’ve killed them.
She could only assume he left them alive because they were close to Fluttershy.
“You...you sweet dumbass.”

She heard footsteps getting louder and she froze still. Her grip on Discord tightened, her hunching over the top half of his body. Her eyes didn’t leave in front of her, her nerves tight like guitar strings. Only when she moved her leg, did she feel the gun in her pocket, her having put it there when she decided to use the knife.
As quietly as she could, since she heard the steps slow, she checked to make sure there was bullets and the safety was off.

She tried keeping her breathing normal, but because of her anxiety, it came out shuddered.
The steps stopped. She held her breath, eyes wide. Upon hearing the knob (apparently they were in a room) turn, she held the gun up, deciding to shoot once she saw who it was.
She fought the urge to clench her eyes shut when the click of a switch was turned on, bathing the room in light.

On automatic, she shot the gun, the bullet landing next to the person’s head. She let out her breath and began panting. “Y-you! W-w-why are we here? Where’s here?”

“I thought I felt that wretch’s presence. Don’t ask me “why” you’re here. Hm...lose a lot of blood, did he? Reckless fool, is what that defect is.” Accord straightened his glove, looking unamused.

She began calming, but only a fraction. She really hated how they looked so similar but also not similar. “Why did he bring us here and not a hospital then? I-I know he-“ her throat choked up, “I know he lost a lot of blood, but he had to know-know where he was sending us.”

Accord seemed to think for a moment. “Hospitals wouldn’t have his blood type there anyway, so he would’ve died soon after. Move.” Accord walked over, unafraid of the gun.

She stayed hunched over Discord, protectingly, searching Accord’s eyes for any sign. “You’re not going to kill him?”

Accord rolled his eyes. “As I told you, it’s not entertaining if he’s invalid. I know you won’t be able to lift him, so move. He needs blood, right?”

Fluttershy still shook, but decided Discord’s life meant more to her than not taking the risk. She moved, standing up, her knees still a mess.

Accord bent down, not handling Discord gently at all. But he could lift him, of which she was grateful. She followed, almost on Accord’s heels.
After some silence, the sound of their shoes the only noise, she looked around. They were quite a few stories up, the building they were in, tall. They passed numbered rooms, though the hall looked old and abandoned, through lower windows, she saw those were nicer. “Where are we?”

Accord sighed. “You both are here, at SCALE.”

He didn’t say more, so instead of pushing her luck, since they were at his mercy, she took it for whatever it was. “You lied to me that night. I don’t mean when you tricked me.” She brought up, figuring now would be appropriate.

He looked down to her. “What thing did I lie about?”

She glared. “About the medication. It just-just...fucks with his head more.”

He snorted, her surprised at his proper demeanor dropping slightly, he looked like Discord when he snorts. “No, I did not. The brief time where he becomes...apathetic, I suppose is a word you could use. He becomes sane for awhile after, doesn’t he?”

She went to argue, but stopped to think. He WAS sane, for those 2 weeks they were home after, though she wasn’t sure what he was like at work, so time frame between, she wasn’t sure about. She didn’t even think about it. “Then why does he hate taking it?”

Accord rolled his eyes. “Don’t ask me that. I’m unfortunately his twin but that doesn’t mean I know everything.”

A thought occurred to her. “Is that why you can’t kill him easily?”

He sent her a cold glare. “No, it is not. Fighting, we are similar. But I have orders and unlike the defect, I plan to follow them.”

She scrunched her brow, but when she heard others, she glanced, seeing some people dressed like doctors.

“Doctor,” Accord addressed, “gather me the mutant’s blood type. He needs it if he is to fulfill his place.”

The doctor nodded, running off. Accord entered the room, Fluttershy following still close behind.

Inside, it looked like an infirmary, but a lot more advanced than the one at Discord’s work. Accord went to a operating bed and not so gently let Discord fall on the bed. He straightened his clothes, rolling his shoulders. Fluttershy wasn’t going to complain about Accord’s handling of Discord, mainly because she was grateful he was even helping.

He roughly pulled her out of the way when the doctor came back, giving them space.
After she saw they indeed hooked blood bags to an I.V. and began the transfusion, he gripped her arm harshly, pulling her out. She fought it, until he spoke. “There is someone who would like to see you. Now would be best while that clown is passed out.”

She glared, pulling her arm from his grip. She knew she’d have bruises. He crinkled his nose at her. “How do I know this isn’t to kill me? Who wants to see me?”

He sighed, obviously not liking her questions. “You will have to see, so shut your blabbering yap before I staple it shut.”

She went quiet.
It was quiet as they went down an elevator to a middle floor. He pushed her forward, walking behind her, back straight.
It was a beautiful area. The carpet was red velvet. Gold accented around. Almost Rococo in style.
They walked for a long time, until she saw large wood doors with small detailed carvings of gold in the wood. Two burly looking bodyguards stood outside it.

Upon seeing Accord, they immediately moved. She was getting nervous. This was a nice area. There were bodyguards with giant guns just outside the doors. Who was Accord taking her to?

Her heart was leaping with nerves. But, she was surprised to see a garden, with an outside patio on the other side of the room. Inside was a large table with chairs, looking like a meeting table, and the patio had beautiful plants, herbs, even some vegetation. From outside, a large brimmed sun hat in her hand, a woman entered. Her hair was up, but the coloring was familiar.
She was also tall, lanky, wide hips with small breasts and a black dress. She looked behind herself, not realizing they were there, a large, clear quartz, identical to Accord’s and Discord’s, moving about. It was on the left.
“Good job with my hair, Sweetie. Mind watering those for me?”

She didn’t startle when she looked forward, though.
Fluttershy’s breath caught, a sliver of fear settling in her spine.
The woman walked to a plush lounge chair, taking a drink from her cup before addressing them. Accord stayed silent, so she would too.

“So...you’re the child causing Hell around here?” The woman’s voice was smooth and soft, but loud. She didn’t sound angry.

Fluttershy cleared her throat, realizing she was being addressed. “I’m afraid I’m unsure of what you mean.”

Accord snorted, obviously not believing her. The woman side glanced Accord, then took out a smoke. “You beat up Rutherford and have been giving Rich a Hell of a time. Don’t worry, I’ll have Starlight work upstairs to make sure you won’t get in trouble for assaulting a soldier in broad daylight and threatening his wife.”

Fluttershy froze. “How did-“

The woman puffed out smoke. “I have eyes everywhere. Now...care to tell me the reason for your blatant disregard for how things are run?” She spoke evenly.

Fluttershy took a deep breath and straightened, not quite able to look The Madame in the eye. “M-Madame. I can’t allow things to run how they are.”

She hummed. “So instead of going back to your mundane life, you decide to cause a mutiny? Revenge does not become a sweet thing like yourself. Though...you’re NOT so sweet anymore, are you? Hmm... I wonder.” She looked to Accord, him seeming to know what she wanted and walked to the garden, coming back a moment later with a tall lanky blonde dressed nice with a dirty apron.

The woman looked to the boy and pointed to Fluttershy.
Cerise eyes locked to her’s and her heart stopped, his own face looking shocked.

Fluttershy shook with tears clouding her vision as she ran forward, wrapping him in a hug. “Zephyr...I’m so sorry. I-I thought you were gone. If-if I would’ve-“

She could hear the tears more so than see them, Zephyr cutting her off. “It’s-its alright now. I...Rich said he-he did terrible stuff to you before killing you, so I should behave better than you did. Then-then The Madame came by and took me! I...I’ve done so bad, Shy. Please forgive me.” He began to cry.

Fluttershy nodded. “Me too, Zephyr. Me too.”

Zephyr pulled away at the woman snapping her fingers. Fluttershy held tight to his hand, but Zephyr just smiled. “It’s okay, Shy. I’ll be right there.” He pointed to next to Accord.

She got up as well, both siblings wiping their tears away. Something still sat weird in her stomach. “Why’re you helping me without knowing me?”

The Madame thought briefly. “Amusement, maybe? Curiosity? Understanding?”

Fluttershy furrowed her brows. “What do you mean, ‘understanding’?”

Another puff of smoke. “I was a lot like you once. Discordant should be waking soon. Accordant. Go see and fetch him.”

Accord nodded, walking out.

Fluttershy still felt on edge. “So you think it’s okay how this World is? Not just the Underground.”

Blazing yellow eyes locked to her’s. “It evens out, so yes. Unfortunately...you’ve shown up. So, move on. Graduate, find work, all the fun, mundane things a young woman wants.”

There was something strange about her and Fluttershy couldn’t pin it. She seemed helpful and reasonable, but something was off. Zephyr didn’t seem frightened but he stood still, straight, like Accord. “I’d like my brother back, please.”

The Madame looked slightly taken aback. “No.”

Fluttershy bristled. “Why not?”

Another puff of smoke. “It’s stable and I’m pretty sure he’s safer here. So, once Discordant wakes, both of you leave.”

Panic washed over her. “No. Zephyr is my brother and I want him back.”

The Madame rose a brow. “No? I’m giving you a warning. And besides, Zephyr likes it here. Don’t you?” She looked to Zephyr.

He seemed unsure how to answer. He looked apologetic to Fluttershy. “I’m sorry, Shy. I...I’m safe here. And The Madame has a remedy to help with the addiction problem I have after-after all-all THAT.”

Fluttershy felt conflicted, her throat clenching. She understood, but she didn’t want to abandon him.

“You wouldn’t be abandoning me.” He added, like he read her mind.

“See? Since you know your brother is safe and well, leave. Live your life. Become normal again. Leave my World be.” The Madame said.

Fluttershy glared, but her eyes caught something from above. ‘Snipers?’
She ground her teeth.
Hiking her shoulders, she stormed over, The Madame not moving a muscle.

She knew why when Zephyr got in front of Fluttershy, arms out. “Shy. Please. Just go.”

Zephyr was safe, supposedly. He was healthy. So why did the thought of leaving him, frighten her?

The doors opened and in came Discord and Accord. Discord’s arms were wrapped.
He walked over, only to lift Fluttershy from her waist.
“Discord! Let go. Let...go...”
When she looked to Zephyr again, his head was turned away, brows furrowed.

Her throat clenched more. She went silent as Discord carried her out. Carried her home. The moment the heavy doors to the SCALES mansion closed, she broke into sobs, clenching onto Discord, her feelings too much to process.
He stayed quiet, though he did rub her back, humming a tune.
“We have a lot to tell Chrissy and Sombra.”

She let out watery chuckles. “They’re gonna separate us since we’re always getting into something.”

He chuckled deeply. “Maybe. Though, I would like to sleep like I was planning, with you pinned under my arm.”

She laughed breathlessly, tears still running but slowing. She sniffled. “You sure you don’t mean pinned under your body?”

He stumbled, all the new blood flooding to his face as he blushed deeply. “Quit that talk, my Dear.”

She chuckled into his shoulder, him having moved how she was held. “Only when it stops working.”

He hummed. “Very well. Then I guess I should start building an immunity or...it’s going to be quite a few long years.”

She smiled against his shoulder.
Zephyr was safe. She knew where he was. Discord was alive, joking about. He was there with her. Zephyr said he was happy there. She understood, because she could only guess it was similar to how she felt with her housemates. Almost.
She frowned.
Then what was this still burning rage she still was feeling? She still...she still wanted this World to be eradicated. She was still angry.
Where did all this rage in her heart come from?

Chapter Text

She could barely remember the day she met Filthy Rich, her being so young, Zephyr just a tot.
They were at a business party and it was fancy. She was old enough to know that her parents saved up enough where they would “fit in”, since her dad had gotten a “promotion”, her mom called it, though Fluttershy didn’t yet understand a lot of it.

She met him once, early in the evening. She was polite, saying what she had to and that was all. A normal introduction.

Then again, alone. She had been told to stay put near their table as her mom tended to Zephyr, the boy having fallen. Their dad was off with coworkers, making small talk and the like. She again was polite, kind in asking him some hobbies since the man didn’t seem to have much else to do, she guessed.
There was an unease in her belly, but she just thought it was from missing lunch. He liked talking to her, she wasn’t sure why. He kept saying she was cute. Like a little princess or doll. He left when her family returned.

A bit later into the night, their mom was getting them some juice, since they weren’t the only children there and they were thirsty and bored.
Fluttershy, though an obedient girl, was also a curious thing. Outside, through some open doors, she swore she saw a rare bird.
Getting excited, she wandered out, not saying anything. She hiked her dress up, not liking how poofy and Princess-y it was. She liked dresses but not the kind she was in. She couldn’t chase animals and climb trees in a dress like that.
She was able to admire it for a bit before a noise, someone falling, made it fly away.
Her heart beat erratic and she began shaking.
Maybe it was just a animal. Oh, it might’ve needed help!
She tried finding where she thought it landed.

She quietly approached the rustling from the rose bushes. She heard a voice cursing, so she covered her ears, waiting for the person to stop. They sounded young.
A head suddenly popped out, a hood over their head, a mask over their nose and mouth, their hoodie and clothes were black and torn, well worn and old from use.
His hair, what she could see, was black. He had leaves, twigs and even some roses stuck to him.

She couldn’t help the giggle that escaped her mouth, only to stop short when strange, beautiful eyes locked on her’s.
“Who the fuck are you laughing at, girly?” He asked angrily.

She began blabbering, embarrassed. “I-I-uhm-nothing! Y-you just had leaves and roses in your hair and it just escaped. Uhm...need help?” She held out a hand.

He grumbled, trying on his own, but ultimately letting her. His hand was large in her’s and when he stood, he was lanky and tall, the clothes both fitting and not at the same time.
She couldn’t tell his age. She couldn’t help but keep staring, especially at his eyes.

After he got rid of all the twigs, he noticed her staring and scowled (or at least it looked that way). There was a lot of emotion and expression in just his eyes.
“What the fuck are you staring at, kid?” He snapped.

She blushed, embarrassed at being caught. “Your eyes are beautiful. I couldn’t help but notice.”

What if his skin she could see, broke out into a deep pink. “Not pretty! No one’s ever...anyway! Go run along. I have things to mess up.” He shooed her, but she pointed to his head.

“There’s, um, a rose.” She stuttered.

He hummed, grabbing it and throwing it away, like it disgusted him.
She smiled. “Well...what are you up to? You’re not really dressed for the party. Which is okay!”

His brows furrowed. “Are ya gonna snitch?”

She shook her head rapidly, her done up hair almost coming out. “No! I-I mean, I’m not a snitch!”

His eyes crinkled. “Alright. I still won’t tell ya but I’ll let you live.”

She chuckled nervously, unsure if he was serious or not. She waved and went back in.

A few hours later, she glanced outside, seeing how blue the moon was. It was lovely. Venturing outside again, she gazed at it longingly.
From the corner of her eye, she saw, on the corner of the stone fence, sat the boy from earlier. He was smoking. That wasn’t good. “You shouldn’t be smoking!” She yelled, though her yell was still quiet, he heard her and toppled over.

She winced but giggled after, seeing him get up. She went over. “I’m sorry for startling you. But you shouldn’t smoke.”

He dusted his pants off, crushing the cigarette. “Weren’t you supposed to leave me be?”

She turned her foot back and forth. “I just...wanted to see you again. Sorry.” She really did feel bad.

He rubbed the back of his neck, looking away. “It’s fine. Don’t look like that.” He groaned.

There was silence until Fluttershy heard one of her favorite songs begin playing. But it was a slow one and everyone was busy and she hated the crowds in there.
She looked to the boy. “Can-can you dance with me?” She felt herself blush hard, surprised at her forwardness when she didn’t even know his name and he was so much taller.

“That’s so-“ he scoffed until he saw her pleading look, already downcast. He groaned. “Fine, but no judging. I can’t dance.”

She smiled bright up at him. “Okay!”

He took both her hands in his and they began their weird, not-really-dancing dancing. His feet were really too big and they both were clumsy, her stepping on his feet. She kept apologizing and at one point began to tear up at ruining the dance, until he wiped away her tears and reassured her.

His eye caught something and she noticed it was the moon. “It’s beautiful, isn’t it? It’ll shine, even in the darkest night. Well, usually.”

She went and sat on a step, him following and sitting next to her. She couldn’t explain how natural it was. “To think, we all see the same one.”

“Blue moons are rare.” He said off hand, providing information to take up the silence.

“Must be fate then.” She smiled.

He snorted. “No such thing. Like wishing on a star or flower. It’s silly.”

She smiled sweetly at him. “I don’t think so. I met you, right?”

He gave her a conflicted look. “Coincidence. And it might not be a good thing.”

She reached and took his hand, making him startle. “It’s okay. Then I’ll just believe for the both of us. Also, if you were out to hurt me, I’ve given you plenty of chances.”

He stayed quiet for a bit. Then he picked a dandelion puff. Only, when he did, was when Fluttershy noticed the blood.

Her eyes widened. “You’re hurt!”

He hummed, looking. “No, it’s not mine.”

She stuttered. “Who’s is it?” She began looking for her handkerchief.
She knew she should be scared, though she was alarmed.

“Had a job. Didn’t want anyone knowing anyway, then you came up again.” He tried wiping his hand anyway, using the clean hand to hold the flower.

She looked for water to help, but found none. “I’m sorry, I don’t have water or else I’d help.”

He looked at her alarmed, until he laughed, putting the dandelion puff in her hair. “Thanks for the offer, but I should go. Remember, no snitching.” He put a finger to his mask, assuming that’s where his mouth was.

She nodded, crossing her heart. “Oh, before you go, I want to give you something to thank you. F-for the flower and dancing with me.” She blushed hard.

He rose a bushy brow but nodded as they both stood. She covered her mouth with her fingers, a bit embarrassed. She got close, ushering him to bend down.

She gulped, unsure why she was nervous. Her mom and dad did this after their slow dances back home. Once close enough, she jumped to her tippy toes and gave him a kiss on the mouth through the mask.

He jumped back fast, spluttering and obviously embarrassed. “W-w-what was that?!”

She blushed bashfully. “My mom and dad would-“ she was cut off my a bullet flying by the boy’s head, him turning fast to see.

Security was coming, yelling at him. Cursing, he looked around, they were surrounded.

“Come on, girl, get away from him.” One yelled, causing her to squeak.

She didn’t want to. She was vaguely aware she should be headed away from him. She saw the blood and he admitted he was there for a job.
But how he acted around her...
She couldn’t explain her next move. She put her arms out and went in front of him, knowing it was useless since she maybe went to his stomach.
Suddenly, a big arm was around her waist, the other tight on the back of her neck. His scent was warm. She felt him tremble despite his next words.
“Any closer and I’ll kill her! Her neck is small enough, one snap and she’s dead or paralyzed!” He snarled at the security guards.

She was so confused. How could someone who danced with her and got so embarrassed at a kiss, be a killer? He was still young too. Even when she saw the blood, she didn’t fear, because his grasp was gentle.
Even as he gripped her neck, she didn’t fear him.
He backed them up, down the stairs and even to the other side, where he could run down the road and through the woods.
“I’m sorry. I can’t die yet.”
He whispered to her, his voice full of emotion.
And like that, his grip was gone, along with the warmth, and him.

Looking at the moon, it looked much more lonely. She took out the puff and decided to make a wish, as she heard the guards coming.
“I wish, for the boy I met tonight, with the pretty red and yellow eyes, to live.”

She blew on the puff, the seeds flying into the night sky. There was a feeling she couldn’t name yet, being so small, that gripped her heart in a clawed grasp.

Even Angel rarely got her to leave bed for awhile. She’d get up to feed him and let him out, but other than that, there wasn’t much. She should’ve been fine. Zephyr was alive! But for some reason...didn’t want to be with her.
Logically, she got it. If Zephyr wanted her to leave her housemates, even without the Vampirism, she probably wouldn’t. He also admitted an addiction. One not unlike her own. She didn’t want to admit how attached she’d become. Zephyr was still her brother. But where would he stay? He couldn’t do normal school. He’d been through too much and addiction would mess with his brain if he went without some help, though she wasn’t sure what he was addicted to.

She heard a knock and lifted her head. Discord had opened the door for someone, taking a quick, worried glance at her before closing it. She sat up quickly, seeing it was Tree Hugger.
“Tree Hugger! W-what are you doing here? Sorry, I must look like a mess.” She tried rubbing at her eyes and fixing herself as much as she could, but Tree Hugger just shrugged, setting a large duffel bag down.

“The tall guy with the cool vibe called me. Said you needed a friend. He even paid for my train here.” She spoke, moving her hands lazily.

Fluttershy’s eyes widened. Discord...he did that...for her?
She couldn’t help her brows furrowing, the lip wobbling or the choked feeling.
“O-oh? U-uh, w-well what do you want to do then? A lot had happened.”

Tree Hugger got up from the chair and began looking for something in Fluttershy’s closet. “I was thinking, since it’s a bit cooler, we can go camping for the weekend or something? We haven’t done that in...like a long time, right? Sometimes, the best places to speak of hard things, is in simple, uncomplicated areas, like nature.”

Fluttershy got up from bed and Tree Hugger smirked. “Sweet tat. When did you get that?”

Fluttershy looked around herself, only seeing the mark that appeared when Discord bit her. She blushed. “Uh...a week or 2 ago? It’s...part of the long story. To be honest, I’m afraid you’ll hate me after I explain.”

Tree Hugger just looked at her for awhile. Looking for something Fluttershy wasn’t sure what. “I guess you’ll just have to take a leap of faith. Cause I don’t want to lie. I know I’d never hate you, but I get what you’re saying. That tall guy said you had a falling out with your school girls, but he wouldn’t say more, and that was cause I wouldn’t agree unless I got some answers.”

All Fluttershy could think was she owed Discord big time. She nodded. “Again. It’s a long story.”

Tree Hugger hummed. “Then let’s get you packed. I looked up the perfect spot.”

Fluttershy smiled small. “Okay.”

Tree Hugger helped and she was already trying to think rationally about everything.
She could’ve handled the thing with Chrysalis better. Well...a lot she could’ve dealt with better.

As they were about to head to the bus, she wanted to let Discord know they were leaving and she’d hopefully see them by the beginning of the week or so.
There was a lot she needed to settle on with a clear mind before going forward, setting all her cards down.
She also had figured, he probably knew this matter wasn’t one he could help her with. One he’d probably agitate more so than help her heal.

She smelled his blood from the kitchen and told Tree Hugger to wait by the door. She took it easy enough, taking her phone out.
He seemed out of it, when she saw him at the counter, staring as his blood dripped into a cup.

“Discord?” She approached slowly.

That made him startle but he did turn to her and hand her the cup. “Hello, my Dear. Eat. I saw you both were heading out with bags so I thought you could use something to tide you over. When will you be back?”

She noticed he was avoiding her gaze. She set it down and reached for his face, only to have him grip her wrist tightly, his grip actually hurting. “Discord. What’s wrong?” She forced herself not to wince.

“I’m fine, Fluttershy. Just eat and be safe.” He didn’t even use his other hand to touch her.

Her heart ached. “You’re lying.” She stated, moving her body to look, only for his other hand to smack against her eyes.
Sighing, she used the hand not in his grip to gently lay her hand on his. “Please, Discord.”

“No, my Dear. Eat and go. I’m fine.” His voice was strained.

She frowned. “Not until you tell me what happened.”

She heard him let out a long, deep sigh, it almost morphed into a growl, he only let go of her wrist for a moment, leaving the other over her eyes.
She heard something move, might’ve been the cup.

Only, when she went to open her mouth to ask, his scent was much too close, too fast, he gripped her wrist again, pulling it up so her head would lean back.
A sudden wave of pleasure hit her like a summer fever, when his mouth was on her’s, her mouth agape already, she smelled the strong scent of home, of something sweet but something new too, as he forced what blood was in his mouth, down her throat.
Her fingers twitched, the hand not being held, gripping tightly into Discord’s shirt. Her mind felt dizzy and air felt humid with his scent and blood.
She had no choice but to pant when he pulled away, her heart beginning to beat wildly.

“Two more mouthfuls, my Dear. I was able to get you a lot.” Discord’s voice sounded off, strained and gravelly. She felt his hand shake around her wrist.

“D-Dis-Discord. I-I can feed myself.” She whimpered. She couldn’t let him do that again. She wasn’t sure what she would do, especially if the reaction was strong the first time. Her knees already began to feel weak from just the thought of his lips on her’s again, drenched in blood.
She shivered.

He was silent for a bit, before he let go of her wrist and placed the cup in her hand.
The hand over her eyes moved as well, so she could have better access to the cup.
She saw his eyes were squeezed shut and the air changed as he gripped the counter edge.

‘I wonder if he took his medication?’ She thought, though a shudder wracked her body at the blood smeared across his mouth and dripping down his scruff and his chin, some even spotting his long neck.
She gulped, downing what blood was in the cup and sadly not liking it as much as when she’d get it from the source.
“Discord?” She asked slowly, sweetly.

He hummed, though it turned into more of a growl. “You done, my Dear?” His voice strained and she saw him shake with the force to stay still.

“Yes.” Was all she could get out of her mouth.
She reached to his neck and his face, wanting to see his eyes, but froze with a chill of adrenaline, when one of his hands latched around her throat.
She couldn’t even gulp.

There was a pause, only breathing was heard. Fluttershy was happy the front door was a bit aways from the kitchen.

With a strangled gasp, Discord tried letting go, his eyes now open and she saw. They were dilated. So much worse than at the beach. All she could practically see was the vibrant red, hardly any yellow to be seen.
Her head began to throb with the force he held her neck, her pulse slowing, lungs tight, vision blurring. But...she couldn’t find it in herself to attack him.
Her hands shakily and loosely clung to his wrist.

He was able to yank his hand from her neck with a loud pant, her gulping in air like blood as her knees gave out.
He didn’t give her much time to recover before he lifted her back to standing and tried pushing her out of the kitchen. “Go. NOW.” He said lowly, his voice filled to the brim with regret.

“What hap-“ she began, voice weak from the strain. She turned her head, truly not blaming him for possibly strangling her, only to be met with glowing, angry eyes.

“Fluttershy Breeze. Go. Now. So I know your voice is the real you, GO NOW!” He snarled, the tile under his feet cracking with magic. Through his open mouth, water bubbles filled with smoke came out.

She didn’t want to leave him now. Did he usually get this bad?
She resisted the urge to taunt him. To see if he’d do it again, or if his care for her was stronger.
“What exactly is going on in your mind?”

He slammed his fist against the counter, she saw it crack and bubble under. “Please...” his voice cracked, “please go, my Dear. Your voice is the only thing giving me confidence that I haven’t-haven’t killed you yet. Even then...no. Go. Have fun. Figure out your next plan and I should be fine by the time you get back.”

She was quiet. “Hold still.” She slowly walked over to him, she saw his body tense. He released a growl. A warning.

She didn’t have to do much. Getting closer, enough where he could break a bone, she reached her hand out under his chin, lifting it from where he’d crouched, trying to keep himself small as to not lash out.

He was about to do just that, until she bent down and caressed his face, her nails digging into his cheeks. “This is proof I’m alive. Once you hear the door shut, whatever you see behind your eyes, isn’t there. It might be the weekend or we might take a week. Not sure.” She gave him one last nuzzle before pulling away, seeing his breath calming, which didn’t look like a good sign when she saw his eyes were still dilated.

She ran out, forgetting about the blood still over her mouth, grabbed Tree Hugger by the arm, and made them both run out the door, making sure to slam it loudly on the way out.

She could only hope he gets away before their housemates return.

“Uh...you lose a tooth or something?” Tree Hugger asked, pointing to her mouth.

Fluttershy blushed and tried getting rid of the blood. Once she did, she awkwardly looked to her friend. “It’s...its part of that long story too. Come on.”

Tree Hugger trusted her, and they were on their way, the mansion becoming a speck in the distance. She was still worried sick, wanting to run back, but she forced herself to keep walking forward.
That wouldn’t be trusting Discord or his wishes for her to be safe.
She gripped Tree Hugger’s hand tightly, the other trying to find some clue, but ultimately allowing Fluttershy to gather her thoughts.

She only hoped Discord would be himself when she got home. She could only hope...maybe she’d return to be whoever “Fluttershy “ was as well.

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During the train ride gave Fluttershy plenty of time to think what she wanted to reveal to Tree Hugger and what she could without Tree Hugger leaving. Unlike her other friends, Tree Hugger was always lax, like her moms.
Tree Hugger also understood being outcast for something out of your control. Her moms liked marijuana, so that’s what Tree Hugger grew up with around the house. She knew not to abuse having it, because her moms taught her so.
Growing up, was different for her. She not only was made fun of for having two moms, but for them being “druggies” despite them only having it at home, only that, and Tree Hugger was always respectful of it.

So it was strange, but she did feel she could tell Tree Hugger a lot, because she wouldn’t jump to conclusions. She wouldn’t judge Fluttershy for rumors or things that were out of Fluttershy’s control.

But...there was the snag of how Tree Hugger would view her if she revealed that she’s killed (and liked it) and have witnessed another kill.

When they got to the site, it was near a small waterfall, the creak not deep at all, surrounded by trees and bushes with edible berries. They chatted about mundane things, how Tree Hugger was doing and Fluttershy spoke of small things, trying to gather the courage to explain herself.
It was around the fire, that Tree Hugger asked a question she wasn’t expecting. More so, one she hadn’t even realized was there.

“I’ve been meaning to ask, but that tall guy isn’t abusive, right? You’ve had this hand shaped bruise on your neck all day.” Tree Hugger pointed.

Fluttershy jolted, looking down, though she couldn’t see it. She rubbed at her neck and it was sore. It was odd because usually she healed fast, especially after the accident that led her to become not Human. A chill ran down her spine. ‘How hard was Discord squeezing?’
“He’s...he’s not I swear!” She put her hands up. “I startled him and he reacted instinctively.”
She didn’t want to lie, but each excuse she tried thinking of as “why”, only made her sound like someone who’s being domestically abused. Which wasn’t the case and it was a serious issue, one she would never take lightly.

Tree Hugger nodded. “He does seem like a fight before flight type. Just call me if he does okay?”

That made her giggle. The thought he’d ever purposely, with the sole intention of killing her through malice, was funny. “He’s far too sweet for that.”

Tree Hugger got out marshmallows and was quiet for a bit. “So what’s going on then? With you?”

Fluttershy sighed. She might as well get it over with. She knew she could talk in parts and Tree Hugger would help her piece the picture together and help give an outsider’s opinion on it all. Especially one who knew Fluttershy when she was still a innocent little girl.
She thought it might be best to start from the beginning. When she and her family were kidnapped. She didn’t go into too much detail again, but Tree Hugger was smarter than most gave her credit.
She added that they found out Zephyr was alive, but she’d explain that soon. She didn’t want to jump around and confuse her friend.

Then she spoke about escaping and how she felt her friends had already “moved” from her during the year she was gone.

Fluttershy went silent after that, still processing the rage in her veins.

Tree Hugger hummed, making a flower crown to occupy her hands. “People can change pretty drastically in those kinds of situations. Some break, going along as to ease the pain or avoid it, like Zephyr, it sounds like. While others, like you, fester. You get mad, feeling a great unjust has been placed and even as the world keeps moving, if you don’t have someone to help you walk, to help you move on as well, it only allows the anger to grow, it allows that poison in your heart.”

Fluttershy thought on that. It did seem her and Zephyr, even back when they were captured, had taken the opposite routes to avoid or go against their perpetrators.

She looked to Tree Hugger and nodded, understanding. She then explained about the accident and becoming not Human. How magic was real.

It took Tree Hugger some time to process that one. Though she had decided on settling with prying Fluttershy’s mouth open (not unlike Discord did in the beginning) to see for proof.

Tree Hugger pulled back. “Huh. How about that.” She shrugged.

Fluttershy looked at her with wide eyes. “Just ‘huh’?”

Tree Hugger nodded. “Like, that’s weird and cool and I have questions, but if you got it under control, I can always ask later.”

Fluttershy smiled fondly. She felt more nervous with her next part. The killing and the weird...whatever reactions to blood she was having that didn’t involve it as food. That...in itself was weird.
Actually, maybe she’d leave that last part out.

Fluttershy groaned, rubbing her face. She then explained the “school friends” thing, deciding to do that before explaining her own dirty secrets.
She knew it was a lot to unload on someone.

Tree Hugger was crocheting by then. “I can’t speak for your other pals, but I wouldn’t worry. Now you’ve cut it with them, you can move on. Let them go like summer leaves in the late Autumn. As for the “sleep with older men” thing...it explains a lot.” She smirked.

Fluttershy blushed deeply. “W-W-WHAT DO YOU MEAN “IT EXPLAINS A LOT?!” I don’t sleep around!” She almost felt insulted, but something in Tree Hugger‘a tone was friendly, so she couldn’t get too offended.

Tree Hugger laughed. “Well, you never did like boys or even girls our age. There were some older stars you had crushes on.”

Fluttershy spluttered. “That’s-that’s not fair! You had celebrity crushes too.”

Tree Hugger nodded. “Of course I did. Now, I wanna know about your status with the tall guy.”

Fluttershy blushed but rose a brow. Tree Hugger was diverting the attention. “We’re just friends. I think...” she muttered that last bit. “He’s the one who found out about the Vampirism and he’s...been there.”

Tree Hugger grinned. “Is there a catch?”

Fluttershy jolted out of her spacing. “You mean the age problem?”

Tree Hugger shook her head. “No, other than that. You’re hesitating on something. I can tell cause you’d be gushing about him by now.”

Fluttershy shook her head exasperated, but smiled unsure. “He’s killed before. I’ve done...some pretty bad things too. I’d understand if you hate me.” She looked down.

It was quiet for a long time, Fluttershy not daring to look as Tree Hugger stayed silent.

“You know...I think I might know where your thing for that type comes from.” She spoke finally, inching over to put the flower crown on Fluttershy‘s head.

Fluttershy looked at her with wide eyes, perplexed. “”That type”?”

Tree Hugger laughed. “Yeah. Remember when we were little and you came by for a play date? It was a couple days after the big party your dad got invited to for work.”

Fluttershy scrunched her brows, trying to remember. She hummed in thought. “I remember...a warm hand on my neck and a strong one on my waist. A blood covered hand putting a flower in my hair. Not much else. We were like...6 years old. Why does it matter?”

Tree Hugger patted her back. “Fluttershy, my good friend...you gushed about this older boy you met. You, and I quote, said “he was my Cinderella boy”, all because you knew nothing about him, not even his looks except his eyes and you didn’t know his name. You only stopped talking about him and doodling him when it began to upset your parents.”

Fluttershy was blushing deep pink. She hadn’t realized when she was little how much she had. She hoped her wish had come true. She sighed, trying to remember more. “He really was sweet. Maybe it was because he talked like were were equal, as opposed to a little girl and...you know, even now, trying to remember, I’m not sure how old he was.”

She flipped back, sprawled under the stars with Tree Hugger.
They were silent for awhile, just enjoying the night.
“Hey, Tree Hugger?”

She hummed. “Yes, Fluttershy?”

“If he ever kills me, please don’t blame him.” She said as she remembered how little she seemed to care about her own life, even as Discord was struggling to save it.

“Why?” She asked, calm.

“Because I can’t feel fear around him. It’s not the first time, I’ve pushed even though he warned me. I put too much faith in his control.” She connected stars as she looked upon them.

“Then stop doing that.” She offered.

It made Fluttershy snort lightly. “How?”

“Some people survive best when they aren’t fighting for their own lives. So, even as he warns you, don’t think of helping him. Think, “how much would it harm him, if I didn’t run?”. Maybe that?” She shrugged.

“Who are you talking about...with the survive for other’s bit?” Fluttershy scrunched her brows.

Even without looking, Fluttershy knew Tree Hugger was smiling. “No one in particular. Let’s start out early. I know there’s more, but my brain can’t keep up, so. Tomorrow. We can talk while we walk. Sound good?”

Fluttershy hummed, smiling as she gazed at the moon. “Goodnight.”

Fluttershy didn’t sleep, but she did let Tree Hugger’s advice sink in as she contemplated what to do.
She let her fingers graze against the mark on her collarbone, wondering if Discord still had the butterfly on his side.

Would Twilight and them leave them be? Or, like her, would Twilight want revenge?

She took a deep breath. ‘I wonder how that boy is doing? I hope he’s okay.’

As they hiked and gazed upon nature, Fluttershy had begun talking of the last thing. The Underground Bosses and her anger.
It caught Tree Hugger off guard, hearing how she beat Rutherford, having already decided on some curses to put Rich under, but smiled after.
“We’re all animals, Fluttershy. Flora, Fauna, everything has its way of surviving out there.”

‘Everything has its way of surviving...’ she repeated the thought. If they were all essentially animals, Fluttershy could work with that.
She could understand better that way.
Her anger made her impulsive, brash, stupid. Discord going along with it, only fueled both the worst parts of themselves and look how that ended last time.
Discord shot and Fluttershy feeling helpless again.
No.
She had to adapt.
If she still wanted to stop Twilight and the others from harming those she loved, she had to be smart. They were powerless without magic.
So, she had to acquire the Elements before Twilight pieces together who the Harbingers of the Apocalypse are.
Then she had to disable Rich, so he couldn’t hurt her or anyone again.
Then she had to find out what to do about The Madame and Zephyr. Accord would be a problem when it came to them as well.
Zephyr...
She sighed. Why did it have to be complicated?

She would have to cross that bridge when it happened. Falling a bit behind as they were on a mountain, she had a lovely thought, as she gazed down, across tree tops and critters, that she would love to live out there. In nature, maybe a little cottage. Maybe convince Discord to come with, so he could sunbathe on the roof or even create another hammock outside.
Chrysalis could visit whenever and Derpy could bring mail. Sombra and Capper would come by for dinners since neither cared to be in nature like Fluttershy was. Angel could frolic for the rest of his years.

She smiled. She knew what “Fluttershy “ had to do, in order to get her way.
She giggled as she caught up with Tree Hugger.
Once she found out more about The Madame, then she could see about saving Zephyr. As for the Elements, she’d have to steal them. Looks like she’d have to ask Chrysalis and Sombra for help there.

The rest of the weekend passed by peacefully and Tree Hugger would keep her secrets and remain her friend, saying just because a lot has changed, doesn’t mean she had to stop being friends.
They parted at the buses, one going to the train Tree Hugger would use.

On the bus back home, as the afternoon sun was bathing everything orange and gold, she spotted a dad with his little one. He made weird faces to make the child giggle as they pointed out trees or odd things passing by.
Her mind went to that conversation her and Discord had. She blushed at the memory before she frowned, running her fingertips against her neck.

In the driveway, it looked like everyone was home, judging by cars.
Derpy was cooking and she heard noise from upstairs. She nuzzled Angel happily when he greeted her.
She felt a lot like the old Fluttershy, but also not.

Passing by the couch, she stopped, trying to stifle her laughter.
Discord had his legs hanging off the back of the couch, knees bent at the back and he was sprawled.
His head was turned, arms oddly above his head, like he fell back and fell asleep as is. His shirt was crinkled and rode up towards his chest, revealing his stomach and the same butterfly outline on his side.

She quietly walked over and sat beside him on the floor, running the back of her hand against his cheek, and frowned at seeing the dark rings under his eyes, the fatigued look of someone who hadn’t slept in days.
Carefully, she leaned down where she had her head laid on his chest, listening to his slow heartbeat.
Her own fatigue washed over her and she grasped one of his arms, holding it against herself like one would a pillow, as she was lulled by his breathing, by his heartbeat, and the scent of home.

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Fluttershy awoke to humming. She didn’t know the tune, but as her mind began to function again, she felt rough, hot fingers trace her veins and scars on her hands.
She didn’t move, just enjoying the simple touches since she knew who it was.
Though, as she woke more, she could tell she’d been moved.
It was surprising how deep she usually slept near him.

“I’m sorry.” Discord spoke suddenly, voice sounding raw.

She was going to let him continue, unsure if he knew she was awake or not, when she felt his knuckles rub against her neck, his hand slightly trembled.
Fluttershy opened her eyes, them landing on the floor underneath, between his neck and shoulder. He must’ve moved her to on top of him.

“I know you’re awake, my Dear.” He whispered, moving his knuckles to her cheek.

She lifted herself gently and looked to him. She gave a small grin, one he didn’t return. She let out a breath, hesitant though she was, she reached her hand out towards his face, only for him to avert his eyes guiltily.
She paused and gulped, beginning to shake.
“Can...can we talk somewhere more private?” She could feel the weight of their concerns like many stones in her belly, heavy.

He nodded. “Get up.”

She did, a strange feeling crawling along her skin. “Discord...”

He got up himself with a grace she didn’t know he was capable of, using his legs to propel his top half up. “Your room or mine?”

“Your’s. Please.” She said quietly. She always felt safer in his room.

He motioned for her to go first, him following behind quietly. She wasn’t sure why he was being quiet, though doing so made her feel she was in trouble. She supposed, if she was, she deserved it.

When he closed the door, he leaned against it, the whole time, keeping his hands to himself, crossed over his chest.

She was thinking of sitting on his hammock, but decided to walk to him instead. “Discord-I...I’m sorry. Pushing your limits-“

He suddenly fixed her a snarl, eyes glistening, until he smiled. A chill went down her spine. The smirk was cruel. “You’re sorry? Sorry you pushed my limits? You were dancing with death, Fluttershy! I thought I’d killed you! I didn’t even remember if you said anything after I clamped my hand around your throat!” His voice shook with emotion, with rage.
Again, she didn’t blame him.

Her heart hurt as she reached to him, only for him to fix her a watery glare, making her stop. “Don’t EVER take me lightly in that state again! EVER! If I lose-“ his voice cracked and he shook his head, trying to gather himself.
Discord slid down the door, head between his knees, arms still folded. He let out a long whine, exhaling.

“Discord-“ she tried again, getting closer.

He gripped his head hard, letting out a sob, memories returning. “You have no idea how many times I’ve killed you in the last few days! I’d never had it last that long! It’s never made me focus on one person solely before! Each one felt so REAL!” He choked, his voice raising.

She got closer, until she crouched and he let her lift his arms, like someone sneaking under a security bar, so she sat between his legs, his crossed arms linked behind her. She knew it was her imagination, but it felt like he was protecting her within his embrace.
Fluttershy tried looking at his eyes, seeing how broken it made him. She’d seen him kill and he never showed any feeling towards them. No remorse, or interest. Just...nothing. His level of apathy while taking lives amazed her.
Though it did give her some relief to know he got so upset by the thought of her death. Her hands began trembling as she reached and wiped away what tears had fallen.

His glare softened. “I’m still mad at you. You-you can’t keep putting yourself in danger!”

She gulped, throat dry. She fixed him a frustrated look. “You’re one to talk. I...that day, I thought I’d lost you. The hole was so big I swore your intestines would fall out and your ribs would be-your ribs were...” she was beginning to get in hysterics again, remembering that day so vividly, “then Accord said a normal hospital wouldn’t have your blood and that meant you would’ve died in my arms! I had too much faith in your control. I understand now, but you have to understand that I can’t...even without your blood, I can’t bear the thought of losing you.” Her lip wobbled, the panic returning.

His arms tightened around her and she rested her hands against his neck, the pulse strong. He was alive. A thought occurred to her. “Discord? Can I ask you a couple questions aside from this one right now?” She had to be elaborate or else he’d try and squirm out of it if he didn’t want to answer.

He began chuckling and she felt the heavy air was becoming lighter. It wasn’t gone, but it wasn’t as heavy either. He sighed, his lips curling at the edges. “Depends on your questions.”

She softly ran her hands along his neck, causing him to shiver, his skin breaking out in goosebumps. “Is it true no other place, aside from the one you brought us to that day, has your blood type?”

He looked at her, surprised. He opened and closed his mouth, obviously unsure how to respond. He sighed, looking as if in defeat. He looked at her head on and she caught the intensity, the insecurity in those eyes. “Yes.”

There was obviously more to it. But, she supposed she could play the long game. “Why is it the only place?” She slowly moved her hands to caress his jaw, her fingertips leaving a light trail in their wake.

Discord gasped at her touch, his anger easily melting away. “My blood type is different. It’s “rare”.”

She made a noise of acknowledgment in her throat. Fluttershy tried observing his face to see if there was anything else she wanted to ask. Truth was, his embrace and scent was making her relaxed.
She could tell...they both were beginning to drown.
“Mmm...why does your medication affect you like it does?” She moved herself, with no help from Discord, to where she sat in his lap.

He sat butterflied so she was more comfortable. He took a deep breath, seeming to be fighting whatever it was she was fighting as well. “It messes with the chemicals in my brain and my neurological responses.”

Fluttershy supposed that made sense. She decided to lightly touch his face, seeing how relaxed he’d get. He shivered and when her hands caressed his face, he tried burying his face in her palm.
She saw his earring move and went to lightly touch it. It was cold. “Do you work for her?”

He hummed, enjoying her touch. He looked at her with hooded eyes. “Supposed to be.”

“Supposed to?” She asked, running her nails through his scalp, down the back and side of his neck, until she flattened her hand to slowly run down his chest under his shirt. She had no real reason for doing it except it was an impulse.

He tightened his grip, looking at her. “You heard Accord. Believe it or not, to them, I’m a defect. But not enough of one where I’m terminal.”

“I don’t think you are.” She ran her hand back up the same trail it did down, making him release a stifled groan.

Seeing him so pliant under her gentle touch sent a thrill down her spine. Part of her wanted to see his lips and neck dripping with blood again. She didn’t want to lose him again.

“My Dear?” Discord asked, voice hoarse again.

“Yes?” She replied almost voiceless.

“I want to do something...to make up for-for harming you.” He averted his gaze, a blush dusting his cheeks pink.

She tilted her head. “What?” She wouldn’t dare tell him he didn’t have to since it was obvious he wouldn’t listen or he’d bring it up until he felt satisfied in doing right by her.

Letting go from behind her, she whined at the loss, making his eyes fly to her own. He gulped, returning one hand, it felt like hot iron on her lower back. She gasped at the pressure, closing her eyes.
Fluttershy couldn’t even bring herself to open them as she felt his knuckles brush against her cheek, moving her hair.
She sighed against it, dragging both her hands to his chest and laying them there.

The air began to feel warm as her fangs began feeling that pull, her venom making her mouth water, her mind that buzzing thrum. He pulled her tighter, the pressure rougher, even as he did so slowly, as to not scare her. Lowering his hand from her cheek to cupping the back of her neck, it shook, and Discord pulled her closer, his nose bumping her’s.

Fluttershy couldn’t breathe. She didn’t dare to speak even as her chest was thumping so fast she swore he could hear it. This was different. She could feel it.

His eyes didn’t leave her’s even as he slowly got closer, his own breath shuddering and actions hesitant as if to give her time to pull away.

Fluttershy hadn’t meant to, but her eyes fluttered closed just as slowly, not wanting to let go of his eyes but also wanting whatever he was about to do.
She felt a puff of hot breath before her eyes closed completely and the chill of his lip ring was forgotten as his lips seared her own even with the light pressure he put.

Something broke like wire in her chest and with a whine in the back of her throat, she wrapped her arms around his neck as he pulled away, forcing his lips back on her’s, causing him to make a surprised noise.

Discord kissed back roughly, the arm around her hip squeezing and pulling her closer, her stomach against his, while the one on her neck tangled harshly in her hair, the pressure making her press into the kiss more.

They pulled away, panting, only far enough where they looked into each other’s eyes. Something passed over in Discord’s and he pressed his lips against her pulse on her neck, feeling it beating wildly. Before she could ask him, before she could even gather her voice, he bit down on the pulse point and sucked gently. Fluttershy gasped and hoped it wouldn’t leave a mark.
She’d be too embarrassed to explain.
He moved his lips to the junction behind her jaw, licking there before he bit. The feel of his tongue ring hot against her skin made Fluttershy gasp out a small moan, before clamping her hand over her mouth, her mind becoming hazy, even as he pulled away.

It was so quiet, Fluttershy swore a pin could drop. Neither of them were stupid. Neither were oblivious to the other’s feelings.

Discord leaned in again and gave her another kiss, this one more gentle and tender. “I’m sorry for hurting you.”

She caressed his face gently, looking into his strange, beautiful eyes. “I know you are. Hey, Discord?”

He hummed, still not breaking eye contact.

She still felt the venom pulsing in her fangs, but she ran her thumb across his lip. “Do I still have to wait till I’m 18 for kisses?”

His face broke into a large grin and he began to chuckle, then laugh, both of them moving from the force of it. She began laughing lightly too, not because she knew why he was laughing, but because she found his laugh funny.
“After everything? After it all, that’s what you ask?” He asked as he calmed, though his eyes glistened with mirth.

Fluttershy blushed, looking away. “I-uh-um-well....what would you prefer I ask?” She tilted her head down, batting her eyes upward.

Both of them blushed, beginning to process what they’d done.

After a moment of silence, Discord‘s smile fell slowly and he ran a hand through his Mohawk, though the blush remained. “Why aren’t you mad at me? Why don’t you hate me? Why don’t you fear me for all of it?” He looked at her pleadingly.

Sighing, she grasped the hand he laid on her thigh and quickly brought it to around her neck, causing his hand to flinch and terror greet his eyes. He went to yell, but Fluttershy moved the hand and kissed the palm. “Your reaction, is why. I’m at fault for not running the moment you told me. I don’t fear you because I know the TRUE Discord...wouldn’t kill me. It would tear your soul to shreds if you did. As for hating you...I still feel the opposite...of that. I’m not completely innocent either, Discord.”

“I know that. I didn’t-didn’t mean because of what I’ve done to other’s. I meant...I almost strangled you! And that night at the beach. I was so close to stabbing you!” He countered.

Fluttershy’s smile was small, but no less full. She leaned and gave him a chaste kiss. He let out a surprised noise but allowed it. “I’m still here, though. Like I said, it was a mistake on my part to trust your control so easily and to ignore when you told me it was slipping. I pushed, you reacted. Everyone knows not to agitate a cornered animal. I learned and so have you. I’ve forgiven you because there was nothing to even be guilty over. So why can’t you forgive yourself?”

Discord went quiet and looked away. When he looked back, he put her hair behind her ear. “I’ll work on that.”

She smiled, her eyes crinkling. “Sounds good to me.”

He chuckled, seeing her smile and went to kiss her, but as she closed her eyes, he snorted and puffed air against her lips, causing her face to scrunch and she giggled. “To answer your question. No, but you will for us to do other things.”

She blushed so fast she got lightheaded as her mind went to places she’d rather not acknowledge around him yet. “O-okay!” She squeaked.

He rose a brow, smiling rottenly. “Oh, my Dear, what are you thinking about?”

Fluttershy puffed her cheeks and turned her head. “Nothing!”

Discord hummed, laying his head against his knuckles. “Did it gross you out, by the way, when I force fed you my blood? That’s one of the last things I remember clearly.”

Her head began to hurt at the force the blush was taking over. “N-n-no.”

He looked at her skeptically until he must’ve pieced something together and blushed, covering his mouth and turning his head. He nodded.
They seemed to silently agree not to go into her kinks or his at that time.

After they both seemed to calm a bit from their mutual embarrassment, he looked at her again. “I’m happy you’re home.”

She smiled gently. “Me too.”

Fluttershy hummed as she cooked dinner later that night. Dance music was playing and she saw Discord was still dancing with Chrysalis, both laughing while Sombra critiqued them and chatted with Capper on his laptop.
She sent Tree Hugger a text and felt a nice bubble of happiness in her throat, her smile so wide it almost split her face. She knew since Discord admitted he worked for The Madame, that she should be asking questions, but in truth, she just wanted to enjoy the bubble of happiness she had at the moment.
It hurt, thinking about Zephyr. It hurt, knowing she’d have to do something about school. About her ex-friends.
Knowing she’d have to find out how to destroy the Elements.

She sighed, figuring she’d focus on the good times for a bit before stressing again. She startled at feeling warm hands on her hips and mismatched teeth graze behind her ear, making her shiver. She turned her head. “Now who’s being ballsy?”

Discord chuckled lightly. “I was sent to check the status of dinner while Chrissy took a call.”

Fluttershy smiled. “Oh? I don’t think that means kissing behind my ear though.”

Still smiling, Discord leaned down and gave her a quick kiss. “No one said it wasn’t either. And I wanted to know if you wanted to go on a “after work” date with me this weekend? We could leave after I return if you wanted to hang around with Yona while you wait?”

She turned back to dinner, thinking, even as he stayed put, hands still hot on her hips. The dark part of her wouldn’t think twice, especially if it meant seeing him covered in blood again. She bit her lip. She was also curious what he was like at work. She nodded, turning her head back to him. “I’d like that. Let me know more when you do, okay?”

He hummed in answer and moved her hair, giving her a hickey at the base of her skull, her body shuddering from the new, but welcome, feeling. She was beginning to think he had a possessive streak if he kept marking her like that.
He paused to observe her. “Did that make you uncomfortable, my Dear?”

She jumped, looking at him wide eyed. She stammered. “Ah. No, I mean...” she sighed, giving him an uneasy look. “I’m sorry. The last person who was possessive with me...it didn’t go well.”

He pulled her head to look at him. “That wasn’t my intention, or at least consciously. But if that’s how you read it, then I’ll stop. I just thought you’d get tired of me kissing your lips too often.”

Her heart melted. “Oh, Dissy, you’re so sweet. But...if just being affectionate is your intention, then it’s okay.”

Discord smiled and shook his head. “No. Until you’re begging me to mark you, I’ll stop.”

She felt a wave of happiness wash over her along with a lump lodging in her throat. There he went, treating her like a person again. Though that one part of her did shiver at the thought of him making her beg to be marked by him.
“Your comfort matters too.”

Discord rolled his eyes and went to reply when he abruptly let go, hearing Chrysalis enter.
She let it be, until she remembered, as she spoke about comfort, she wasn’t sure how often he was supposed to take his medication.
She turned to Chrysalis with a smile. “Dinner’s almost ready. Will you tell Sombra to wrap it up and Discord can set the table since he has nothing better to do?”

Chrysalis snorted a laugh at Discord’s groan and eye roll like a child being told to do chores. To be honest, it was mostly so she could ask him about it before it got too much later.
Discord did as ordered though, and grabbed plates, even one for Derpy since she’d be home soon. “Discord? How often do you need to take your medication?”

He froze at the question but sighed a bit later. “I’ll take it later so then I can leave after. Ma-The Madame messed with my dosage so it’s a bit unpredictable until my body grows accustomed to it...if it does.” He mumbled the last bit irritably, but quiet enough it was obvious she wasn’t meant to hear it, so she’d keep quiet about it for then.

Fluttershy nodded, not liking the knot forming in her belly. “Okay. Just-just see me before you do or after, so I know you made it back safely.”

She saw him nod as he set the table.
Fluttershy couldn’t bring herself to say more on it or ask. She’d have to find time to, she supposed.
She would think he’d be easier to crack, but even the smallest thing she learned about him, only confused her more.

As she chatted with Chrysalis, she saw from across the table, Discord’s eyes flickered rapidly. No one else seemed to notice and he kept silent. That worried her. Before she came along, how often did they not see the signs? How often was he alone? Did he ever cry over a kill, alone and huddled in his hammock?

Why did Discord do what he does?

She huffed a deep breath out her nose. The Madame seemed to be at the center of Fluttershy’s issues.

If she didn’t want Fluttershy causing a ruckus in “her World”, she shouldn’t have dragged Fluttershy into it.

She laughed along with a story Derpy was telling them. Fluttershy wasn’t about to lose herself again. But she wasn’t about to roll over and turn her head either.

So The Madame wanted to play?

Discord was helping her do dishes and they’d just finished. He looked exhausted, but she knew he’d leave soon after taking his medication. “Dissy?”

He hummed, looking over to her and giving her a tired smile. “Yes, my Dear?”

She grasped his hands and kissed his knuckles lightly. “I’ll sleep in my room, so stop in when you get back. I might be up, who knows. Be safe. Be cunning. Come home to me safely.”

He chuckled quietly and swapped their hands, kissing her’s. “I’ll try, but no promises. Try and sleep. I know you don’t get enough.”

She smiled. “I’ll try, but no promises.”

He smiled fondly at her as he grabbed a few things, she noted a small pack, and weapons, mostly. She had insisted on seeing him off. He took a deep breath and took one of the pills, it was large but triangular with mixed colors. Definitely a different prescription than what she remembered giving him.
With that, his body already trembling, he kissed her head and took off, the medication must’ve been fast acting as he sped down the road, guilt written on his face for but a moment, before she saw nothing but his taillights, she swore she saw a manic grin.

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While Discord was off and away, hopefully being safe, Fluttershy decided she’d use her time...smartly? by dealing with her own troubles.
She was actually surprised, though, when the next day, as she walked to school, a part of her brain on the defense, Rainbow was outside the school gates.
Fluttershy gripped her school bag tightly, head held high.
“Rainbow. Waiting for someone?” She scolded her voice for being meek. She didn’t WANT to sound unsure.

The way Rainbow held herself had Fluttershy almost sighing. It was like Rainbow was trying to be relaxed, but she kept tensing. She looked unsurely to Fluttershy, biting her lip. “I-Uh...haven’t heard from you in almost a month. You must’ve been taking a different way to-to school.”

Fluttershy wore a pained expression, clearly remembering that day. “Just cut to the chase, Rainbow. Please...I’m so tired of the bullshit.”

Rainbow gulped. “What the fuck was that? That day? I’ve never seen you so mad.”

Fluttershy sighed. “Of course I was mad. I admit, I could’ve handled it better, but at the time, it was like if you had saved up all your energy for a big race. It all...unraveled. Shining Armor forced a miscarriage on Chrysalis, who is a friend I hold dear. Twilight allowed her’s and Sombra’s families to bad talk me, my family, and Sombra. I’m done, Rainbow. If all of you will believe what you want, then so be it.”

Rainbow stayed quiet for a moment, processing. “That...that’s terrible about your friend. But...but Shy...what about everything else?”

“Would you actually believe anything I said? You all showed me pretty clearly what you all thought.” Fluttershy hugged herself, the hurt arising.

When Rainbow, one of her longest friends, reached for her, Fluttershy couldn’t stop the step back. Rainbow looked as if Fluttershy struck her. “Shy-“

The pain in Rainbow’s tone made Fluttershy bristle. “Of course I changed, Rainbow! I went through something where I HAD to change in order to SURVIVE. But all of you were so focused on who I let in my body to even try and hear my words. I GOT you were concerned. Rainbow...we’ve been friends longer than any of the others. I thought if anyone believed or trusted me, would stand on my side, it would’ve been you.” Fluttershy said back, cutting her off.

Rainbow opened and closed her mouth, looking away guiltily. “I...I couldn’t understand how you’d left for a year and came back so different. Then you’re hanging out with older people and doing things I know you never would have! Fluttershy, please, you have to see from our point of views on this. Of course we’d think they were taking advantage of you.”

Fluttershy crossed her arms over her chest, her voice soft in volume but firm in tone. “I tried, Rainbow. That’s why I wanted you all to get to know them. I thought you and Pinkie had seen that.”

Rainbow bristled. “So you’d choose these adults over your friends?”

Fluttershy bit back her snarl. “When did I ever say that?”

Rainbow snorted humorlessly. “You just did. And-and allowing these guys to touch you-“

Fluttershy took a deep breath. She should’ve known Rainbow wouldn’t be reasonable. “I never said that. Rainbow...I just wanted you guys to see that they were good people and that I was safe with them. You’re putting words in my mouth.”

Rainbow threw her hands in the air. “What about the blood thing?! I know I wasn’t seeing things.”

Fluttershy resisted the urge to roll her eyes. “What if I have a kink?” She probably did, but no one needed to know that.

Rainbow spluttered, horrified. “What?! Since when? That’s so gross!”

Her comment made Fluttershy feel that dirty feeling. Judged. “It’s not like I could help it, Rainbow.” She sighed. “Why did you want to talk to me if you were just going to judge?”

Rainbow opened her mouth. “Judging wasn’t the intention. I just wanted to ask some stuff.”

Fluttershy could get that, though she could feel her walls rising within. “I swear if it’s about me FUCKING someone-“

Rainbow raised her hands, hearing the venom in her tone. “No! I just wanted to know why you didn’t come to us!”

Fluttershy sighed, burying her face in her hand. “Even grieving, I wasn’t about to burden you all. I wasn’t about to disrupt your lives.”

“You wouldn’t have. I would have asked my parents.” Rainbow tried.

“No, Rainbow. You just! It’s not that simple! I still have trauma. That nightmare the night of the sleepover...those are normal. The lightning agitated it but those types of dreams or memories are normal for me. Even sleeping by myself is hard. So no, I can’t burden you guys. Or...I wouldn’t have done so.” She looked down and they both ignored the first bell, having moved to talk more privately.

“What makes you think you’d be a burden?” Rainbow asked.

Fluttershy let out a humorless snort. “Come on, Rainbow. You have your family, boyfriend, you’re going to a sports institution and you’re a Wonderbolt. Applejack has her business degree she’s working on and she’s going to take over her family’s farm, with her siblings and Granny Smith. Rarity is going to a high class fashion college to open her own line. Pinkie is going to open a party shop next to her aunt and uncle’s bakery. Even Twilight has whatever college she wants and to become a professor.”

Rainbow rubbed her arm. “Yeah. And you?”

Fluttershy let out a deep breath and smiled sadly. “I have to start over. I’m beginning to find my happy again! Yes, everything has been hard and sometimes I just wish...” her breath shuddered, not wanting to go down that dark thought, “Yes, Rainbow. I decided to live with a few older friends and a woman who was a family friend. Yes, I haven’t told you guys everything, but I know there’s things you all haven’t said to me or each other as well.”
Fluttershy smiled, though it saddened her, she felt a strange weight lifting. She got closer to Rainbow. “Think of it...like a track race. We were all running as fast as we could, all in the same direction. Once the baton was passed to me, the ground underneath turned to tar. I fell...over and over, trying to get unstuck so I can catch up. I tripped, I made mistakes. As you all got farther, closer to first place, I found myself running through the muddy grass, on a different direction to my own finish line...though I can’t see it clearly yet.”

Rainbow was holding back tears, what Fluttershy was saying, sinking in. “What can I do?” She croaked.

Fluttershy looked at her wide eyed, before she smiled fondly. “Let me go. No matter how angry you all made me, I still love you. But right now, life is too complicated. Please, Rainbow. Be my cheerleader,” Fluttershy could feel the lump as tears formed but she laughed, thinking of Rainbow’s parents, “and be there to at least push me forward instead of forcing me down everyone else’s lines.”

Rainbow broke into tears, nose and cheeks red and blubbering. “I’m-I’m so sorry, Shy! I’m sorry! Please don’t hate me for taking their side!”

Fluttershy smiled, wrapping Rainbow in a hug. “Hush, hush, Dashy. I could never hate you, truly. The most loyal thing you could do for me, is be there. You don’t have to understand my decisions. Just...be a text or call away. You can live your life but understand I can’t follow behind.”

Rainbow blubbered and buried her face in Fluttershy’s shoulder. “Okay. I can do that. We-we’ll have to schedule dates, though! Even just lunch ones! And you’ll buy!”

Fluttershy giggled. “Very well.”

They pulled away and after Rainbow began gathering herself, she held out her hand. “Palm up, Shy.”

Tilting her head, Fluttershy listened. There was no trick in her voice. “If you say, Dashy.”

Rainbow gulped, still shaky, she took out the Element of Loyalty from it’s gold necklace, the gold evaporated into dust, and set it gently in Fluttershy’s palm. “I hope I’m making the right decision.”

Fluttershy’s eyes were wide, her breath stopped. “Rain-“

“Just...just tell me. Do you know who these baddies are?” Rainbow looked in her eyes.

Fluttershy looked right back. How did Rainbow know? But Rainbow’s small smirk said it all. She knew Fluttershy. “Yes.”

Rainbow groaned, face palming. “It’s not that creep is it?”

Fluttershy began laughing. “One of them.”

Rainbow hummed. The wind blew, pushing Fluttershy’s hair about and Rainbow gasped, pointing. “Is that a hickey?!”

Fluttershy hummed questioningly, feeling where Rainbow was pointing and feeling it was a bit sore still, she blushed deep, unwillingly giving away Rainbow’s suspicions. “I-uhm-he-uh-I mean-uh-“

Rainbow made a disgusted look, one similar to the one she made that summer on the trip, so Fluttershy knew it wasn’t true disgust. Or at least, not how Rarity had said about him. “Ewww, that’s so gross, Shy. He’s all long limbs and he’s freaky looking. No offense.”

Fluttershy snorted a laugh. “How is that not offensive? I think he’s plenty attractive.” She blushed deeper, remembering what he looked like without his shirt or his lips on her’s.

Rainbow deadpanned. “Of~ course you do. Don’t bother trying to convince me WHY he is. I’ll never understand. Just... promise me one thing.” She held her pinkie out.

Fluttershy put her’s up. “What?” She hoped Rainbow wouldn’t get into the whole “he’s older” argument.

Rainbow latched her pinkie to Fluttershy’s quickly, linking them tightly. She grinned rottenly at Fluttershy. “I get to be GodAunt of your first born! I get dibs. Super-cool-awesome-Wonderbolt promise?”

Fluttershy felt tears come to her eyes for a few reasons. That topic held so many thorns before you could see the flower, but she grinned big, nodding her head repeatedly. “Super-cool-awesome-Wonderbolt promise.”

They both walked into school silently, enjoying the other’s silence. They had different classes, so with a back rub and a thumbs up, Rainbow parted to her class and as Fluttershy put the Element in her bra, close to her heart, she went to Home EC. That was one Element down. She had to wonder how to get the rest. Or if she’d need to.

Fluttershy didn’t really interact with the other’s during the week and she usually hid during lunch or left after. Rainbow sent her texts here and there, but still kept her distance, mostly because her schedule was getting busy.
Friday afternoon rolled around and according to Capper, Discord wasn’t there at work, which meant he was on another assignment through the week. If that were the case, Fluttershy hoped he was unscathed.

Chrysalis binged a few movies with her and she studied with Sombra until both had to go to bed. Chrysalis for work and Sombra because he had an early lecture he didn’t want to miss.

So she decided to take a shower, feeling a bit gross and due for one.
She hummed happily until she dropped the shampoo bottle. Chuckling to herself, she bent down and stopped. On the inside of her thigh, high up, so high it was almost at the point where hip bone and femur met, was the brand. A design burned into her skin and once healed was tattooed over. A brand on two levels. It was an ugly thing. No one except her and the ones who did it, knew of it. Not even her family had known.

She jolted at hearing a loud thud along with not so quiet cursing of a familiar voice. She suddenly realized the water was ice cold and so was she. The water was still scalding, last she knew.
Shivering, she quickly got out, got her pajamas on, and went to investigate where Discord was.

She could tell he was upstairs at least, so by deducting she had to guess his room. When she knocked and he opened his door, he was shirtless with fresh and old blood painting his skin and his jeans.

He smiled at her. “Hello, my Dear. Did I wake you? You look like you just got out of the bath, actually.”

She smiled back at him. “Yeah, the shower. I would’ve left you hot water if I knew you’d be back.”

His eyes roamed her and his smile fell, brows furrowed. “Are you feeling alright? Enough food and rest?”

She gulped. “Kiss me?”

He chuckled lowly. “Very demanding first thing, are we? Answer me first.”

It wasn’t that she didn’t want to answer. Her skin was already feeling the crawls and she needed a distraction, so, being the stubborn Queen she was, she reached up and pulled him down by his neck, roughly kissing him, trying to forget about the brand. Discord let out a surprised noise, but melted a few seconds after his brain processed what happened.
He kissed back, making it gentler and holding her close.
She held his face when they parted. “I fed off Chrissy and Sombra. Just...bad memories was all, so...”

Without saying a word, he bent down again and kissed the corner of her mouth before lifting her slightly off the ground and setting her on his hammock. She turned her back with a blush so he could finish changing, part of her just wanting him there but enjoying his scent. She shivered, curling into a tighter ball. It was seldom she remembered she had the brand. Not because it wasn’t noticeable, but more so so much had been happening, and it was in a spot one would usually not bat an eye at on themselves.
She startled at feeling warm fingers brushing her hair behind her ear and those beautiful eyes she’s come to care for got in her field of vision.

“My Dear? Are you alright?” His voice was gentle.

She smiled at him. “I’m fine now. So...are you okay? I can tell it’s not your blood.”

He nodded. “Had to do some assignments I couldn’t get out of. Sorry I was gone.”

She smirked. “If you snuggle me, I’ll forgive you.”

He laughed lightly, a grin splitting his face. “You would’ve forgiven me anyway, but, I suppose, to quote Wesley, “As you wish”.”
He then got over her to be on the opposite side, pulling her close.

Fluttershy sighed and immediately relaxed in his embrace. She wanted to sleep, but the scent of blood egged her to move.

Discord hummed at her questioningly as she moved from his side to on top, her eyes glowing and knees tight against him. She cupped his face with one hand and bent down, lapping up the blood on his neck and his cheek. He let out a moan, covering his mouth after with a blush.

Her fangs pulsed. “Can I...can I bite?”

He nodded, exposing more of his throat. He must’ve thought she meant to eat. She lightly dragged her fangs down, causing him to shudder, then bit as he was distracted by her clawing down his clothed stomach. She held as still as she could, enjoying the pressure on her fangs and the hot hands on her thighs, nails digging into them. She hoped they’d scar.
Her movements and actions began to make him breath shallower, chest heaving as the blush traveled to his ears and down his neck.
Fluttershy continued to lick and suck the blood off his skin, occasionally dragging her fangs over.
She stopped for a bit, observing his flushed face, heaving chest and dangerous glowing eyes.

She couldn’t be any better.

Taking his chance, he snapped his fingers, getting rid of the remaining blood. She whined. He fixed her a half hearted glare, still breathing fast. “Don’t look at me like that, my Dear. If I...it was...it was getting to be too much for my control. Too stimulating.”

She nodded, getting up and she remembered she still had the Element Rainbow gave her, in her room.
It took her a moment, going from the hazy hum to more aware and her usual self. “I’m sorry! Uh-um- I’ll be back. Hope-hopefully that lets you calm down. And-and for the scent of-of blood to leave my nose.” Her legs were shaky but she left his room to get the Element.

She was still shaking when she returned, the Element in her hand. He was sitting on the edge, looking like he calmed down as well. She blushed. “I’m sorry. The blood got to my head.”

He made a noise, rubbing the back of his neck. “At least we’re in control now. What’s that?” He pointed to it.

She nodded, walking over. “Rainbow gave me the Element of Loyalty. It’s one of the magic items that would’ve destroyed you all. She...Rainbow understood when I explained some things. I’m going to try and live my life, just as she will her’s. I think...I think this is her saying “I’m not apart of it now”, or something.” She held her palm out, the scarlet gem glowing beautifully.

He hummed, about to pick it up and look, when his magic sent out a jolt to the gem, making a black, oily barrier around it, the gem sparkling. From out of the oil, crystal flower petals rose upward, before it fell between them on the hammock, the weight heavy for the small object.

Hesitantly, Fluttershy picked it up. It was warm, almost feeling alive. Discord poked it, out of curiosity, his brows risen even when his eyes were uninterested.
That made her giggle.

Getting up, she placed it on his desk, not wanting to go downstairs, then crawled back in beside him, making him chuckle.

“What?” She asked, not getting what was funny.

Getting a mischievous smirk, he gave her little pecks all over her face, making her squirm, before settling down and holding her in his arms. “You just amuse me.”

Fluttershy rolled her eyes, a light blush on her cheeks. She didn’t reply, but she did snuggle into him, liking his embrace. She looked up at him though, when he began laughing.

Pressing his nose up against her jaw, his breath tickling her neck, he began snorting from it. Before she could ask, he began quoting more Princess Bride.
She groaned, trying to push him away, embarrassed, but he only held on tighter and laughed louder.

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During the next couple months, Autumn in full bloom, the air nippy, Fluttershy had very little luck with obtaining the other Elements. Pinkie wouldn’t sit still long enough to hear her out and Applejack and Rarity wouldn’t give her a chance to speak.
She also avoided Twilight like a plague along with Celestia.
So...she decided to try and think of another plan. Then again, her housemates weren’t a threat. At least, not globally. There’s not a single thing she could think of that would make them bring on the apocalypse.

October 10th was approaching fast and she had an impulse to make Zephyr’s favorite dinner, just because it was a ritual. Every year, aside from THAT year, she spent it getting Zephyr a gift then they’d make his favorites for breakfast, lunch, even if he was leaving, and dinner. Even dessert!
As that day neared, she absentmindedly began getting ingredients out to make veggie lasagna from scratch along with making the dough for garlic bread.
She began to hope, with 2 out of the 6 Elements out of commission, that no harm would befall her housemates. So, with that hope, along with semi-peaceful days, her stress began to lower and even Rainbow commented that she began to see traces of the old Fluttershy. Fluttershy was almost offended until Rainbow explained it was a good thing. She missed fun and carefree Fluttershy.

Nightmares still plagued her, along with looking over her shoulder and her guard on high alert. She missed spa days with Rarity or helping Applejack on her farm, helping Pinkie with parties and laughing at her jokes, or learning something new from Twilight. But, at least with the other three, not including Twilight, Tree Hugger had been right that things would move on. Things would get easier.
Certain things were still rocky between her and Rainbow, but like they agreed, they’d agree to disagree and be there if the other needed it.

The Madame had been right. Nothing was done about Fluttershy’s actions towards Cadence and Shining Armor. She wondered what her price to pay would be?

Sombra seemed happier since getting back together and hanging out with Capper and Capper’s neighbors more.

Chrysalis seemed happier as well since knowing Shining Armor got his “just desserts” and they had a proper “goodbye” for her stillborn, even though it was 6 years later.

Safe to say it had been a productive few months. Fluttershy quickly realized that even though she couldn’t eat the food she made, it still made her happy knowing those she cared for ate and ate well.
Aside from making sure she had everything for the veggie lasagna Zephyr loved, she was making cheddar chicken 7 bean soup with veggies for Discord since he’d recently returned a few days ago from another “episode”.

She had been reading when he’d gotten back. She had smiled at first but then gasped and ran to him in horror as his arm was almost severed from the shoulder, along with an already magic healing gash along his neck, and bullet wounds being picked from his skin by the magic, landing heavily on the floor with loud thuds.

He tried brushing her off even as he stumbled and bled all over the wood floors. Fluttershy rightfully freaked the fuck out and made sure he was healed properly, stitches and all to assist the magic, before he’d been in bed for the last 3-going-on-4 days, recovering and when awake long enough, getting antsy.
Even as she tried wrapping his wounds, they ended up in a argument. Her out of fear and anxiety and him out of pain.

She had tried asking him what he was doing to come home hurt a good percent of the time. He refused to say, almost guiltily.
He had fought her at first, only relenting and listening when she began to burst into tears.
No, she didn’t care that was a low blow.

She sighed sadly, going back to mixing the filling. She knew Zephyr was alive, but she had no way of giving him his birthday dinner. She didn’t know if Sombra, Capper, or Chrysalis knew where The Madame lived and Fluttershy was so distraught that she didn’t try and remember where they were.

She was getting ready to put together and build the lasagna when she heard knocking. “Who on Earth?”
Everyone who lived there had a key so they’d just waltz in. Tree Hugger knew to call or text and Fluttershy made it a new habit to keep her phone near her if she could, to avoid unwanted guests.
Maybe someone ordered something and Derpy didn’t know so someone else brought it?
“C-coming!” She hollered at hearing a more persistent knock. She tried wiping her hands on her jeans. Looking down at hearing Angel’s incessant noises, she saw he slowly went to the door, ears perked happily. He was getting older, but his senses, most of them, were still good. “Who is it Angel?”

Angel clawed at the door and Fluttershy figured it couldn’t be anyone bad if Angel was excited. Maybe. She smiled, opening the door (it lacked a peep hole) and opening her mouth to say hello, when she was tackled. Her immediate instinct was to punch and kick, which she did, then stopped abruptly when she recognized the whine.

“Shy~, that was mean. That actually hurt.” Zephyr whined. He wore a button up and slacks.

Fluttershy’s eyes were wide and she broke into a large grin, until she heard heels and smelled the familiar, unsafe scent of Accord.
It seemed Zephyr didn’t come alone.
She knew he could feel her tense in his arms.
“Shy?”

“Sweetie. We are not feral beasts.” The Madame spoke, prim as the first time Fluttershy saw her.

It was Fluttershy’s turn to feel Zephyr tense before he got up, helping her as well. He turned to The Madame and bowed slightly. “My apologies, Madame. I simply got excited. You have granted me a great wish so I should have acted accordingly.”

Fluttershy looked at Zephyr like that wasn’t who it was. Zephyr had never used “proper” speak. He’d always went with the flow and insisted on using the most current slang. “What’s going on, Zeph?”

He seemed to realize she was there again and looked at her with a smile. “Since I’ve been good and it’s my birthday, The Madame said we could see you!”

Fluttershy smiled, though she side glanced The Madame and Accord, who looked at her like he’d rather be anywhere else.

“Shy, what are you doing?” Zephyr asked, worry etched in his brow.

Fluttershy didn’t reply. Accord looked to her unimpressed.

“Accordant. That is enough, thank you.” The Madame said as she placed some silver hair behind her ear.
“Now, you were beginning dinner, correct? Mind if we join? I believe there is a few things that need to be discussed.” The Madame spoke. It was obvious by the look in her eyes that joining for dinner or not, wasn’t an option.

Fluttershy glared at her. “As long as you and Accord-no, even Zephyr, stay away from upstairs. Unlike before, you’re in MY home.” She walked slowly towards the kitchen. She hated that “on edge”, anxious feeling. She wasn’t sure what this woman wanted.

Zephyr held her hand as she walked them to the kitchen.
Zephyr also picked at the ingredients before it was even built, which made Fluttershy smile. The Madame and Accord stayed in her range of sight. Angel snuggled Zephyr for all his worth.
The two hours it took for it to bake was spent chatting lightly with Zephyr and what he’d been doing since the last she saw.
He was being taught more about combat, stealth, interrogation, though he wasn’t good at that.
She explained-minus the magic-what she’d been up to. There was a lot she didn’t speak of since she didn’t want The Madame and Accord knowing.
They spoke about memories and Zephyr seemed to be having a great time there with her.

When the bean soup for Discord was finished, she got a decent bowl of it for him, it turning out thicker than planned. If he was to heal, he needed fuel. She glanced at them warily. “I’ll be back down. Please don’t touch anything.”

The Madame grinned and waved her off. “Of course, Child.”

Fluttershy didn’t trust them. She had a feeling, and she hoped it was paranoia, that Zephyr was also someone she shouldn’t trust.
With that thought, she climbed the stairs.

Opening Discord’s door, she peaked in, seeing he laid on his stomach, his magic still pulsing like static across his skin, it still trying to heal what it could. It was frustrating because his magic was trying to heal him, but it exhausted him to use his magic this much and this long. When his eyes opened, they were moving erratically and he looked exhausted, hence why she made soup. Or...stew. It was a little thick to be soup. “Hey, Dissy. Any more energy or no?”

Discord yawned, trying to sit up, he leaned heavily on the uninjured arm. “Been awhile since injuries have hurt this much. I’m alive, so that’s good.” He reached for the bowl and she handed it over.
He ate slowly, it seeming to take a lot. She had a suspicion that he was more injured than what she’d seen and that’s why it was taking his magic so long.

She wanted to stay there, but for one, he needed rest, and two, she had to find out WHY that woman was there. She’s the one who told Fluttershy to stay away. After a bit, it seemed he ate all he could which was more than she thought. She smiled fondly and lazily rubbed her knuckles against his cheekbone. “I’ll check on you later. I have something cooking.”

He gazed at her tiredly, too much so to sense her tone and he nodded, tilting his head against her knuckles. “Sorry it’s taking so long, my Dear.”

Fluttershy leaned forward and kissed his forehead. “I’m just happy you’re alive. Get rest.”

She didn’t expect him to nuzzle his forehead against her cheek. “As you wish.”

She giggled. “I’m going to smack you for that later.”

He laid back down, trying to get comfortable and gave her a small grin, already half asleep. “I look forward to it.”

She smiled at him, gazing fondly, her heart aching. Out of what, she wasn’t sure, before she left, only remembering the people downstairs once she closed the door. Sighing, she took the bowl down and to the sink, knowing the other three were watching.
It was almost a tense silence. There was something that woman wanted to “talk” about and Fluttershy wasn’t about to warn Discord when he was still healing. It spoke of how hurt he was that he didn’t sense them in the first place.

Once the meal was done, she served them all, minus herself, Zephyr still babbling. It was silent for a bit longer. Only when The Madame urged him, did Zephyr eat.
That made Fluttershy bristle but she stayed still and silent.

The Madame gazed at her for a moment longer, observing, before she straightened herself and cleared her throat. “Would you like me to cut to the chase?”

Fluttershy resisted a snarl, though she glared. “That would probably be best. I don’t like any of you-save Zephyr-in this place.”

The Madame grinned, the curl at the corners too sinister to be friendly. “I can understand. Though, you did not do as I said last we chatted.”

To give herself things to do, she began to clean up the dishes, it being obvious Accord and The Madame weren’t going to eat. “I don’t think that’s correct, Madame. I kept my nose out and I stayed from my brother. My brother, mind you, I had only found out was still alive a bit before. Maybe if you’d been more specific?”

There was humor in The Madame’s tone. “Oh, but it is. I said for you and Discordant to leave once he awoke and for you to stay out of my World. Maybe you simply misunderstood?”

Fluttershy began fiddling with her hair, having run out of dishes to clean. “Maybe I did. You should’ve been more direct.”

The Madame snickered, finding Fluttershy’s answers amusing. “Discordant is still part of my World. He plays a Part, though he may think he does not. As long as you associate with him, you are interfering.”

Fluttershy could feel that Vampire part of her rearing it’s head. Not out of hunger, but her snarky attitude. “I’m afraid doing that is going to be difficult with us living under the same roof. Is that all?”

The Madame’s smile curved at Fluttershy’s blatant disregard for her orders. “When it comes to what we chatted about, yes. I should warn you of your tone. Be lucky I gave you a warning.”

Fluttershy crossed her arms, looking The Madame in the eye, even as a shiver of fear slid down her spine. “What else then? To be frank, Madame, I don’t appreciate you coming here under the pretense of rewarding my brother when it’s to threaten me.”

The Madame stood, deciding to stretch her legs. “Threaten? I do not believe I have done such a thing.” A sigh. “Though...I suppose we should cut to the issue at hand. I know you have the Elements of Kindness and Loyalty in your possession. I would like to take them off your hands.”

Her blood felt like lead and she could feel her body going tense in defense. She swallowed dryly. “I’m not sure that’s your business. Nor your concern, Madame. I have them kept away safely.”

The Madame smiled sweetly. “I assure you, it is, Child. Regardless...” she put a perfectly manicured finger to her chin. “If memory serves me correctly, Filthy Rich still has Zephyr’s contract. I bet...if you gave Filthy Rich what he wanted-what he has always wanted from you, not your family-he would give Zephyr’s contract to you. Or...you could ignore that little burden and continue to live your life in recovery from your little adventure and the loss of you parents, but ultimately abandon your little brother and Discordant. Perhaps even that King Knight boy. Since, if I do recall, he is...WITH that technician, who works in my World as well.”

Fluttershy took a few steps forward, her nose scrunching as she fought to not bare her fangs. Then after a second, she smiled, trying to hide her panic. “I’m sorry, but...What makes you think those are my only options?”

The Madame broke into laughter, covering her mouth. “This World will chew you up like a rabid dog with a rabbit and spit you out. I would say it would be best to sever ties here and now, before more damage can be done. Before you grow roots of attachment to them. I am warning you for your own good, Child. I think it best you heed my kind warning.”

Fluttershy held her head high, despite her shaking at her options. She went to the fridge. “Oh, what tough decisions. If you give me such a gracious warning too, oh how do I refuse?” Her voice was filled with sarcasm as she began packing most of the lasagna in a large container and handing it to Zephyr. “Here. Not sure anyone will eat it here. I think it might be best you all left for now.” She smiled.

“S-Shy-“ Zephyr began.

Fluttershy fixed The Madame a cold look after they left the front door and turned to say farewells. “Thank you for your concern, but I’m capable of making my own decisions.”
She looked to Zephyr with a large grin, being genuine. “Hopefully I’ll see you soon. I’ll figure it out and when I do, you’ll come home with me and we’ll figure it out from there. If you want to...I mean.”
She didn’t want to shoo Zephyr away, but she had things to think about and she knew he wouldn’t stay.

The Madame placed her hat better on her head, tilting it with a smile towards Fluttershy, her bright eyes glowing with amusement. Like a cat looking at a fish in a pond. “You best be quick with your decision.” She tilted her up, gesturing to upstairs before she looked Fluttershy in the eye again. “Also, how is Discordant from the last I saw of him? Did he perish from his injuries? Judging from your defense, I would say the magic coursing in his veins might have been what kept him alive? Hmm...an interesting turn of events if I say so myself. Good day, Fluttershy Breeze.”

Fluttershy didn’t let her eyes leave Zephyr for a moment as she watched them enter a limo and drive away, not liking The Madame gave her an ultimatum. Not liking how much The Madame was beginning to reveal what she knew. She wondered if any choice she made, was her own, or was she a Pawn in The Madame’s game?

She was already itching at her skin as she walked up the stairs to check on Discord.

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In case Discord was sleeping, Fluttershy found herself curled in the corner, her knees to her chest, bawling in the bathroom upstairs. Originally, as she was walking up, it was to splash water in her face or shower, but there she was, in her jeans and bra, having began crying mid undress.
It was anxiety inducing, what had happened. Zephyr had been there! In her arms, holding her hands, looking at her, healthy. So why couldn’t he have stayed?!

She handed it to herself for being able to be strong while they were there. “WHY DID HE HAVE TO LOOK OKAY WITH LEAVING?!” She sobbed loudly. “Why...”
Fluttershy took a deep, shuddering breath.
She wasn’t sure how long she stayed there, letting the salty tears dry against her cheeks, only to bawl again, her mind lost somewhere. She didn’t hear Angel scratching at the door, nor the person listening on the other side.

Feeling like she looked disgusting, hair a mess, nose red, eyes puffy and cheeks stained, she went downstairs to go to her room and get some water, just to wet her throat.
She didn’t expect to smell something sweet and noise in the kitchen, music playing from a old record player.
Her curiosity won over her need to wallow.
Poking her head in, her eyes began to feel misty again and heart full as she saw Discord over a pot on the stove, counter a mess from making what looked like shortbread, strawberry tops near the stove with a pairing knife.
He began singing along to a slow love song that had come on. Though when she glanced at the record player, there was no record on it.

He hadn’t realized she was there, she knew that. He stopped stirring to rub his shoulder, hissing to himself before taking the shortbread out.
She couldn’t name the feeling making her heart ache and lungs expand. Walking slowly, she wrapped his middle in a hug, her face buried in his back. He startled, letting out a yelp, before he realized who it was.
“I had hoped to be done before you noticed...Fluttershy?”

She held tighter, biting her lip to stop the words bubbling in her throat as fresh hot tears clouded her vision. She couldn’t.
He went to turn, probably look at her face, but she only clung tighter, knuckles pale. “Don’t look! I-I look terrible!”
He still tried, letting out a pained noise so she’d let go in fear of hurting him.

He didn’t wipe her tears, but his eyes were incredibly soft, his lips curled only a bit at the edges. He began to hum at the tune instead of sing, taking one of her hands and placing his other around her waist and her other landing over his heart, feeling it beat fast.

Her throat clenched tight, even as the words she didn’t want to burden him with got caught. She couldn’t speak. Couldn’t explain. Couldn’t anything.
Fluttershy couldn’t stop looking into his eyes.
So much so she didn’t notice he was dancing with her in the air, not feeling anything under her feet, but not being fearful.

He smiled gently, beginning to sing to the instrumental music. “Take it.
If you give me your heart, I won’t break it.
Let my arms be a place you feel safe in.
You’re the best thing that I’ll ever have. You always have trouble, falling asleep.
You like animals and dancing.
Love giving gifts.
Has a hard time accepting, a good compliment.
You love your whole family-and all of your friends.
So if I’m the one you let in.
You’ll love me-“ his voice cracked as the blush spread.
“If I love you like that.
On days when-it feels like the whole World might cave in.
Stand side by side and we’ll make it.
Kiss you with passion, as much as I can.
Run my fingers through your hair, whenever you’re sad.
And when you don’t notice, how pretty you are, I’ll tell you over and over, so you never forget.
Take it.
If you give me your heart, I won’t break it.
Let my arms be a place you feel safe in.
You’re the best thing that I’ll ever have...” he brushed her hair behind her ear, “...You’ll love me...if I love you...like that.”

They were back where their feet were on the ground. His eyes didn’t leave her’s and her breath hitched, her hands flying to her face to cover it as her shoulders shook. He could still see the blush spread to the tips of her ears.
Her voice wouldn’t work, so all she could muster was a fast head nod. Just to make sure he saw, she did it a few times in a row.

She felt his deep laughter as he pulled her against himself tighter, bending them back so she felt his breath against the back of her hands. After a bit she removed them and held his face, nodding her head wildly as a different type of tears ran down her cheeks, these ones more sweet to the taste.

“Please.” She whimpered, barely audible.

Gently, slowly, he nuzzled under her jaw, placing a small love bite under her ear before languidly kissing her lips.
They still felt like they were searing her own, though that only made her press into the kiss more, her hands tightening.

They both jolted when the timer on the oven went off and Discord pulled away, the most ridiculously goofy, sappy, love struck look on his face and he let go to go check.
Fluttershy smiled gently even as the chill of the house ran along her skin. She went to inspect what he’d been making and saw how reddish pink the shortbread was and the whipped cream, the strawberry mix was a deep red. It all smelled familiar but she wasn’t sure if it was just Discord’s scent invading her senses.

When he finished assembling what seemed to be a strawberry shortcake thing, he smiled and held it out to her. She cocked her brow.
“Dissy, I can’t eat normal food.”

His smile turned smug. “Just trust me.”

She looked at him but didn’t hesitate. She trusted him. With the fork, she scooped a bite that had all three ingredients on it and ate, her eyes widening almost immediately at the overpowering sweet yet familiar taste.
She tasted the strawberry, the sugar, the creamy texture of the whipped cream...but it also tasted like Discord’s blood.
She looked at the cake again, realizing what he must’ve done.
“You...you mixed your blood in?”

He nodded. “It seems you can eat it. Good. Won’t be able to do that often though, it takes a lot.”

She took another bite, and another, each bite making her eyes burn and blur. Feeling touched he’d think of something that crazy...for her.
All she could do after finishing was set the plate down and stare at him as best she could, even with more tears clouding her eyes.

He chuckled, this time wiping them away. “You might have to drink water if you keep crying at that rate. I...I know you can’t be Human anymore. Being Human is overrated, but...this way, at least sometimes, you could feel less alone.”

A loud bang came from outside, making Discord’s eyes dilate and he jerked his body to look out the kitchen window, but the initial jerk had been so sudden he moved his arm harshly and winced, having moved his bad shoulder and it must’ve been the wrong angle because his shirt began to become soaked with blood.

After a second of looking, he smiled, eyes returning to normal. He looked at her but she swore he looked relieved. “Just some brats throwing rocks at metal trash cans.”

She jumped though, immediately pulling his good arm and dragging him to the bathroom to assess the damage since the blood began trickling down his arm. She helped him get his shirt off, trying not to think of how if he wasn’t hurt, how intimate it would be.
A good amount of his stitches had reopened, so she gathered the medical kit and began working on his shoulder. She had decided to just redo all the stitches since the others looked to be snapping too. Discord wasn’t easy on his body when it was healing, it seemed.

After a bit she had realized he was being very quiet. Worried, she looked and saw a large blush on his face and he gripped his hands together tightly.
“Discord? Does it hurt?” She asked gently, making him look at her in alarm and the blush deepened. Part of her wondered how much blood he had if he was able to blush like that while having lost blood due to food and reopening an injury.

“Ah-no...it’s...it’s nothing, my Dear.” His smile was a bit wobbly.

She rose a brow at him, not believing him for a second, which he must’ve sensed because he looked away guiltily.

“Want to try that again?” She asked.

Her tone made him laugh breathily and he bit his lip. “Just had an impulse, but I knew if I did it suddenly and without consent, it would make you uncomfortable.”

She went silent for a bit, though the look of confusion on her face was obvious. She was pretty sure there wasn’t much he could do to make her uncomfortable.

He sighed, having noticed she was having trouble thinking of what it could be. “I had realized...well-I mean...you’re mine, but-but not in a way like-like owning. I-uhm-I’ve never had someone or something that was mine. That-that would-I mean...ohhh there’s no way of saying it that wouldn’t sound possessive.”

She knew what he was trying to say. She smiled. “I understand. But what was the impulse?” She tilted her head to the side, even as he’d covered his face with his good hand.

She swore he’d pass out as his blush got darker, he made a noise. “I wanted to leave a mark on you. But-but I know that’s a sign of-of possession for you...so I fought it.”

She blushed herself and as she thought, she began wrapping his shoulder. She took a deep breath. “You can leave one. Just-just one!” She exclaimed almost too loudly for her, even though it was normal volume for someone else.

“You sure?” Discord asked quietly, looking at her in awe.

She nodded. “I’m-I’m consenting to one-one Discord-one love bite.” She held up her finger to emphasize her seriousness. Her heart was beating wildly, her breath uneven.
She was surprised he didn’t laugh.

He searched her eyes and gulped, using his good arm to pull her closer by her lower back.
Fluttershy moved her hair out of the way, tilting her head to expose more of her neck.
She startled at feeling him leave a small kiss right above her collarbone, leaving light pecks up along her neck as his lips traveled up.
Even just by those small kisses, her head began to feel hazy and light, her abdomen clenched.

He nosed at a spot she assumed was supposed to be hard to spot by others, under her jaw, close to her pulse.

She felt nervous, but also...excited? There was a feral part of her, the one so utterly attached to him, that wanted him to. Show the whole World she belonged to him. His only. His Dear.
She took a shuddering breath and gulped. “Go...go ahead, Dissy.”

A chill ran down her spine at feeling his hot tongue swipe against the spot, the tongue ring cool in contrast. An open mouthed kiss against it, then she gasped, clenching tightly against him as his teeth sunk in roughly, holding it there and letting go, sucking the bite to relieve the pain he’d caused her, before pulling away, the cold air hitting the spot like snow down her back.
“One...one more...” she whined, not actually meaning to say it.
A shiver wracked her body at the deep growl he released, the breath hot and it vibrated to the soles of her feet.

The next kisses were damp and warm down her neck until he stopped at the junction of neck and shoulder. She yelped out though when he opened his mouth and bit her hard, a growl vibrating down to her chest. “Dis-“ she gasped, causing him to let go and lick gently at the wound.

Discord pulled away to look at her face, worry on his face even though his eyes somehow said differently. “I’m sorry, my Dear. I hadn’t meant to bite like that.”

If Fluttershy was honest with herself, she’d admit how much she felt like a coil. She nodded through hooded eyes. “It’ll heal.”

Leaning down, Discord nuzzled her cheek, a vast contrast from his previous rough treatment of her neck and shoulder. She saw he did look exhausted still, all he’d done taking a toll on his still healing body.
Him still healing, made her mind drift to a place she didn’t want.
Was she immortal now? If that were the case, would she have to watch everyone she loved grow old or die young? If Discord died...would her body shut down or would it find another to drink from?

She didn’t even feel the venom in her fangs, but through an impulse, a selfish desire, she latched onto him and sunk her fangs deep into his carotid artery, not letting go even as he stifled a groan of pain.
She didn’t want to be alone. She bit as hard as she could, knowing she was probably hurting him.
Fluttershy came to her senses when she felt his hand run through her hair against her scalp. She let go, apologies on her lips until he kissed her gently.

“It’s okay, my Dear. It’s a weird-but not bad- feeling. What were you panicking about?” Discord asked, caressing her face.

Her smile was full of conflicting feelings. Happiness, sadness, anxiety. “I can’t tell you. But I’m okay now, I promise.”

He hummed, playing with some of her hair. “Let’s get Chrissy and Sombra and even that cat lover and go Halloween costume shopping soon. We’ll see what works for everyone.”

She looked at him, puzzled. “Why?”

He shrugged, regretting it almost immediately as it shot pain through him. “Just for some fun. We can go to graveyards, we can watch the others get drunk, we can do costume contests. Scare kids, scare adults. There’s plenty to do.”

She thought for a bit. Taking long just to see if it would annoy him. It didn’t. She giggled. “Is this a trick or a treat?” She batted her eyes at him with a smile.

He got close to her ear, one hand still playing with her hair. “You’ll just have to see, now won’t you?”

She kept her smile as she leaned more into him, her lips almost brushing his, her eyes hooded. “Don’t bite off more than you can chew.”

Discord chuckled. “You know I will.”

They kissed languidly, like they’d kissed for years.

They both heard the front door open and a friendly, familiar voice hollered out if anyone was home. Discord broke into snickers and even through her blush, Fluttershy began to laugh.

Chapter Text

“Discord must not realize how big his mouth is. Good thing it’s Autumn.” Fluttershy observed in the mirror Monday morning. All three love bites were still dark, the smaller one under her ear more pink, so she used a scarf and left her hair down inside the scarf to hide them as best she could, since she didn’t have makeup. Moving her hair a bit, she felt a squeezing elation in her chest looking at the one between her neck and shoulder, it more of a bite than a hickey.

Blue eyes came across her mind and a wave of nausea hit her like a heat wave. She shivered, already feeling sick and trying to burn Discord’s touch and odd eyes there instead.

Shaking her head, she left her bedroom with Angel, him in a cute sweater, and went to prepare lunches with some things she got shopping with Sombra the day before.
Her stomach clenched painfully and she bent forward, almost falling forward when she heard Chrysalis’ voice.

“What’s wrong, Hun?” Her heels clacked over along with the longs legs that matched.

Fluttershy looked up, smiling, still keeping one hand on her belly to stave the nausea away. “Just feel a bit sick.”

Chrysalis looked at her oddly, eyes moving over her.
Fluttershy looked back before thinning her lips and trying to continue walking.
Chrysalis didn’t follow her at first, probably finishing getting ready.

When she walked into the kitchen, Derpy was already preparing the lunches, even one for her. She didn’t have the heart to tell Derpy no. Maybe if she bumped into Rainbow she could give it to her.
Derpy looked over, her wrinkles a bit more prominent but she still smiled warmly. “Good morning, Fluttershy. Hope you like lunch today. I used some of the things you and Somby got yesterday, if you don’t mind. I’m thinking of going through the house today if you want to help after school. Oh, also, do you have any Halloween plans?”

Fluttershy giggled at Derpy’s back and forth. She went to open the fridge and get Angel breakfast. “Not sure yet. Discord, the others and I were going to get Halloween costumes and do random things. Why?” She saw the dark bottle in the fridge with her name on it. Raising a brow, she added, “hey, what’s this bottle?”

Derpy looked over. “Ah. Yeah, Discord left it in there for you since Capper came to get him. Said something about a VERY important client coming over at work.” She rolled her eyes. “That man. He’s a workaholic, you know. Despite his flippant attitude, he does work hard. Maybe too much.” A sigh. “Anyway, I was just curious about the Halloween topic.”

Fluttershy nodded. When she saw Discord next though, she was going to rip him a new one. He knew better, especially while still healing. Her stomach clenched painfully, though the nausea began lessening.
Chrysalis came in along with Sombra. Chrysalis was snickering and Sombra stared at her just like Chrysalis had before he rolled his eyes, taking out a notepad and jotting something down.
“Uhh...what’re you two doing?” She asked, their staring putting her off.

“So Chrysalis was right.” Sombra spoke.

Chrysalis slid over to Fluttershy and put something in her hand. Derpy looked curious as well, so she leaned over.

When Fluttershy opened her hand, her face felt like it was on fire. She spluttered in a high pitched voice.
“WHAT THE FUCK?!” She looked at Chrysalis in alarm and horror...but mostly embarrassment.

Derpy gasped. “Fluttershy Breeze! Your parents-bless their souls- taught you better!” She scolded, hands on her hips.

Panic made her heartbeat quicken. She looked at Derpy pleadingly, so panicked she couldn’t drop the item. “But-I’m not-it’s not-I don’t-“

“You said you were feeling sick. Plus the-“

“Do you at least know-“

“I’m going to have to document these, if you don’t mind.”

They all said at once, causing Fluttershy to feel uncomfortable and barely able to breathe. Her face was bright from embarrassment and her lip wobbled.
“But-I’ve never even-“
She wasn’t sure if they were serious or playing with her.
She began to feel sick again. Cigars. Smoke. Captive forever.
The brand on her thigh burned hot.

They stopped their questions, seeing how upset she was getting. Derpy reached out and Chrysalis began apologizing. Like Derpy, Sombra began to reach towards her too. It was too much. She had to run.

“I’M NOT PREGNANT!” She yelled, tossing the pregnancy test in her backpack without thinking about it in her flustered state. It was only open so she could toss the bottle in her bag, feeling the magic on it protecting the blood inside.

She then ran passed them and out the door, knowing at the rate she was going, she’d be late. She’d never even had-
The only person she did anything close to that with, was Discord.

The nausea returned, along with a few unpleasant memories. Every few feet, she’d have to stop and heave, though it was lessening by the time she got close to the school. “I didn’t grab...the lunch.”

Lunch rolled around and she greedily drank the blood from the bottle, her being right about magic keeping it fresher. Doing so helped ease the stomach cramps but the memories still wracked her.

“Hey, Shy! Finally got a free lunch so I thought I’d find ya.” Rainbow said, suddenly sitting across from her. “Hey...you okay? You’re not looking so good.”

Fluttershy shook her head. “I’m okay. Just bad dreams. Oh, did your dad make your lunch today?” She observed when she looked at Rainbow.

Rainbow nodded. “Yep! It’s been awhile, with him being busy and all. Want a bite? Oh, I also gotta tell ya-“

Fluttershy folded her arms and laid her head on them, turning her head to look at Rainbow while she prattled on and on. Rainbow’s ranting seemed to be helping, even just a bit, with distracting Fluttershy.
She closed her eyes, the chilly wind helping relieve her nausea.

Her eyes stayed closed, the air was still, not cold. Not hot. No scent.
She couldn’t bring herself to open her eyes, even as she felt a warm, rough hand against her cheek, petting. She knew that hand and she smiled, sighing, already picturing the deep chuckle Discord would release.
As she went to open her eyes, knowing she had to be dreaming, the rough, warm hand was suddenly thicker, fingers cold with rings, the grip tightened against her cheek. Possessive. Cigar smoke.

Her eyes flew open, gasping she leaned over the table, heaving.

“Shy! What’s wrong?” Rainbow was up and by her in seconds.

Fluttershy waved her off after a bit. “Must...must’ve dozed.”

Rainbow gave her a doubtful look but then it morphed into disgust. “Shy...don’t tell me creeper guy gave you that.”

Fluttershy gave her an odd look before she realized the angle Rainbow was at gave her a good look at the dark purple bite Discord gave her under her jaw. She blushed, even while still feeling queasy. “Uh...yeah. I let him though. He asked and waited for my consent.”
‘Though I might have to not let him again...at least for awhile.’ She thought to herself bitterly and began to tear up suddenly.

“Ah. That’s-Shy, that’s okay! It’s okay! If-if you wanted him to, then it’s okay. It’s obvious he tried putting it in a discreet place.” Rainbow began panicking, not meaning to stress out her friend.

The bell rang shrilly, bringing them both back to reality.
Fluttershy rubbed her eyes, trying to be normal and ignore the belly dropping guilt she felt.
Rainbow hugged her and they parted ways for class. She’d have to ask Rainbow to repeat her story.

As she saw Rainbow go through the doors, Fluttershy decided to pause and call Discord. She had to know what he thought. She couldn’t have the trauma and the guilt eat at her for long. She would just have to be late for class.

She took out her phone and scrawled through her contacts. Finding his quickly, under “Dissy”, she smiled small. His profile picture was a candid photo she took earlier in the year, before her feelings for him got too deep.
He had been gazing outside, the dawn light hitting him. He’d still been in his work clothes, looking tired but refusing until he saw the light. He had looked content and had a peppermint in his mouth, like a cigarette, but as far as she knew, he didn’t smoke. Maybe he did before and the peppermint sticks was a good replacement?
Her gut wrenched again. She had to. She didn’t know it would trigger memories so strongly. She bit her lip, hoping he wouldn’t take it bad and she wasn’t sure when he’d return so she wanted to get it over with.
Loosening the scarf, she brushed her fingers against the bites, feeling a temporary jolt of happiness before it crashed into shivers and nausea as Rich’s face went through her mind.
She pressed ‘call’.
It rang. Rang. Ringing.

“My Dear?” His voice came through after the second of static. He sounded curious.

She smiled, swallowing the lump. “Yes, it’s me, Dissy. Just, uh...” she took a breath, not sure how to continue at first. “I feel so bad.” Her voice broke. “I can’t keep your mark on me. I thought I could. But-but ever since this morning I’ve been having flashbacks and I’ve felt sick. I’m so sorry. Please don’t be too mad.” She waited. She waited for the disappointment or anger. Besides, isn’t that how someone you view as a partner, a lover, supposed to react to that? They’d get mad...wouldn’t they?

“I’ll try and get home soon to see if I can use magic to get rid of them. Can you bear it till then? If not, I’ll tell Rutherford I have to leave.” He said after a pause, though he didn’t sound upset. He didn’t sound happy either, but his reaction wasn’t what she thought it’d be.

For some reason, she found his acceptance even more heartbreaking. “Why are you agreeing so easily? Sh-shouldn’t you be mad?” Truthfully, she WANTED his mark. But seeing the hickeys brought back memories she wished to avoid.

“Simple. I trust you. I don’t need to mark you, it’s just an impulse when you-ah”he coughed. Not a real one, an embarrassed one. “Just...anyway...what I’m trying to say, is your comfort means more to me than my desires. I’ll be selfish a different way with you. Like kisses or snuggles or getting to hold you around your waist while we’re in the kitchen. Or dancing, watching movies, trips, planning yearly trips to take. There’s plenty of things I can do to show you you’re mine...without leaving something so possessive.”

After his little speech, she was smiling with a wobbling lip, throat clenched and not able to fathom how she deserved such a great man. “I...I’ll try and bear it-it until you return. I’ll probably need some snuggles after. I also have to scold you for leaving while healing.” She laughed breathily.

“Fluttershy?” His voice went serious and almost like a whisper.

Just him being on the other end of the phone was making her feel better. She fought the tears of relief that threatened to clog her voice. “Yes?”

There was a small pause. “I love you. All of you.”

She felt her face burn. “I-uh-I l-l-love you...t-too. N-n-not just as-as a friend. R-r-romantically.” Her heart was a beating mess.
She couldn’t understand how just hearing his voice could ease so much of her insecurities.

She heard him snicker, like he was holding back laughter. She grinned. “Same on my end, my Dear. I have to go now, but I’ll try and check on you later. If I don’t, just text me when you get home.”

She nodded, though she knew he couldn’t see. “I will. Hey, Dissy?”

He hummed.

“I love you.”

He chuckled deeply. “You’ll be the death of me, my Dear. See you later.”

She giggled back and hummed.
They hung up and she smiled big. She still felt a strange guilt at having him do it, but relief he understood and she knew he was right. She wondered if his magic could do that, maybe it could remove the brand on her thigh? A sliver of hope budded.

“Long time, barely see, right...Doll?” A man’s voice drawled.

Fluttershy froze, that hopeful feeling that began to bud, suddenly wilting. She turned fast, only for her to be grabbed by her scarf, pulled as Rich twirled the scarf so she couldn’t easily slip out from it.
Her heart beat with fear.
She lied to ButterShy in that dream. She had forgotten what being ALONE with him was like. Being away from him and being with the other’s...that made her forget how this man could truly be like.
Her eyes darted around, seeing they were alone. Completely alone.
She tried to scream but the look in his eyes shut her up.
Her throat was dry. She quickly looked down to her phone, trying to keep her breathing in check, though it was hard and it hurt.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you, Doll.” His smile turned to a frown. “Let’s talk in the Dean’s office, yeah?”
Using his other hand, he ripped Fluttershy’s phone from her own and once he dropped it, he stomped on it roughly, only showing a sliver of his anger. It shattered.

He dragged her, so utterly confident that no one would see.
And he was right.

Fluttershy could barely breathe. There were none of his goons to help shield away who he was hiding from others.
She didn’t bother praying for help. No one would hear her.

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He tossed her into the office, locking it before grinning at her.

When he tossed her in, she flailed from the force and dropped her half open backpack, spilling some books, notebooks, and of course the pregnancy test she’d tossed in in her panic to leave that morning. She hoped he wouldn’t notice. He’d get the wrong idea and then she would be in real trouble.

“So, who’s the man you let give you those? My little Doll, have you forgotten who you belong to?” He lit a cigar and got closer.

She backed up as much as she could, trying to find a way around his approaching form and to the door. She hadn’t-couldn’t- utter a word since she heard his voice.

Fluttershy tried pushing herself away when he grabbed her shirt. “I don’t BELONG to you!” She tried yelling back, only for the cigar to get so close to her eye and smoke blown in her face.

“That brand says different. It’s still there I would believe. No other man would want you knowing you belong to another. Hm?” His eyes must’ve caught something and she could only guess what as she saw his face change from a possessive smug grin, to fury.
“Or is it to make up for the brand, you’re letting him have your body? What does he do to make you spread them?”

She snarled at him, her hackles raised. “That’s none of your business! You couldn’t have me before and you sure as fuck ain’t having me now! At least if he hurts me I’ll still go to him because at least it wouldn’t be your filthy hands!” She knew she was poking the bear, but this man. HE! He’s the one reason why she can’t leave Discord’s loving marks on herself! She wanted Discord’s marks! She wanted to see his goofy, goggling face and his dopey grin at seeing them. Feel his growl vibrate through her. But no! This bastard had to stay as a trauma and make that near impossible!

He looked at her, unimpressed, though his blue eyes got dark with his possessive anger. “Oh? Maybe I’ve let you stay free too long, even while being busy.”

Fear and adrenaline flowed freely through her veins. She’d pissed him off now.

He ripped off her scarf, pulling her shirt down so roughly, it ripped, and as she went to yell out, to snarl at him, to fight, he placed the burning cigar tip against the part of her breast above her bra, causing her to gag and yell from the pain.
Her breathing became labored as he did it over and over, no doubt branding her again but in an obvious spot.
He then gripped her long hair up roughly, practically pulling it from her scalp. Tears finally bubbled to her eyes, from the stinging, the pain, the smell of burnt flesh and fear.
“I’ve always loved your hair. So easy to pull you around. Like a leash you can’t rip off.”

Her nostrils flared as she tried looking him in the eye. “Go...fuck...yourself.” She tried clawing at his hands, when he suddenly grasped her wrists in his hands, pulling her around to how he wanted her and using the one in her hair to yank her head out of the way as he bit and sucked on her neck, trying to cover Discord’s marks she loved so much.
Even with her struggling, she knew he’d covered her whole neck (at least most of it) and her collarbone in bites and hickeys.

She couldn’t take it! She felt like she was trapped in a pool of cockroaches and earwigs. Crawling all along her body and making her ill. She was beginning to zone out from all of it. Trying to disassociate from it, especially since she couldn’t escape.

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The bell rang loudly, breaking her from her spiral down and in a way, saving her. She saw how he was positioned and with as much strength as she could, she kicked his kneecap and rolled out from under him.
She was in fight or flight, barely even sure how she got out of the office, leaving everything, and getting out.
She ran.
She ran till she couldn’t anymore and began clawing at her neck. Her hair made her feel ill now too, seeing it drape over her shoulder and in her face. She was still breathing harshly as she continued to claw at her neck, feeling it go cold as blood began to drip down, adding to the bug crawling feeling.
Rich smashed her phone so she couldn’t even call anyone.
Slowly, she made it back. Or...she thought she did. When she stopped, it was in front of her old home. Her family’s home.
A sob worked its way from her mouth as she looked around to find which way she had to walk to her new home.

Slowly, she headed there. She kept zoning in and out as she walked. She kept clawing, itching, trying to break off ends of her hair since she didn’t have a knife. She’d have to wait, which made her feel worse.

It was nearing dusk, by the time she made it. The moment she stumbled in and breathed in the scents of her housemates that she called home, she bolted to the kitchen to find scissors, beginning to sob. She didn’t know if anyone was home, not having seen or noticed any cars.

The kitchen was dark, but she was able to quickly find the shears they’d use for chicken or meat. Even with her hands drenched in her own blood, she grasped as much of it in her hand, swirling it so it was a giant swirl, and with a shallow, shuddering breath, she clenched her eyes tight, hearing the sound of scissors cutting effortlessly through hair.

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Even as she felt her hair fall, she still felt the bugs under her skin. Her body wracked with chills. Heaving, she struggled to walk for a bit, she clung to the wall to walk up the stairs.
Angel came out to see the commotion and followed her worriedly.
Fluttershy stumbled, no doubt getting bruises along her legs and she stripped her clothes as quickly as her shaking hands would allow, even before she reached the bathroom, even as the burn hurt with each movement.

She clenched her jaw as tight as she could, in order to not scream out. The moment the shower head turned on, she collapsed, the water cold and icy, the water a pinkish tone from the blood as she continued to claw. She felt dirty. Disgusting.
She knew she was wasting blood, but she couldn’t help it. Couldn’t stop the need to remove him. Breathing shallowly, she clawed at the burn on her breast and tried clawing at the old brand on her thigh.
“Nghk! Ahhh-owowow!! Fuck! Why?!” She sobbed.

The door opened suddenly and she went to see who it was, eyes full of tears and wide. It was Sombra.
His own eyes had widened and a look from calm to alarm crossed his features and he dropped what clothes he’d brought in, presumably to shower himself.

Surprisingly, he didn’t leave, like she thought he would. Instead he came over, Angel watching from the counter, and crouched near her.
“Fluttershy. What happened?”
It was obvious he was trying to be calm.

A chill wracked her body and she began clawing again, releasing a half sob, half wail. “I...I feel so gross! I feel like there’s bugs crawling all over. Please, Sombra. H-h-help me...g-g-get his-“ she heaved, “his touch off m-me!”

Sombra looked uncomfortable, but he nodded. “Just focus on breathing. I’m going to turn the water off so I can bandage you-“

“NO! No! I-if you s-stop the w-w-water, his-his touch will-will still b-be there!” She panicked, grasping his arm tightly, even as her lips were blue. “His-his f-f-f-fucking hick-hickeys will be th-there!”

Sombra gave her a pained look, before he grabbed the shampoo and a rag to help with using the water to “clean” her. Getting soap in her injuries wouldn’t be a wise idea.
“Why is your hair in the kitchen?” He thought he could try and get at least some sort of answers from her.

She stayed quiet, flinching each time his hand got near her neck. Sombra was trying his best, not even knowing how to comfort someone on a normal day. He sighed, though, he cared for her dearly and he wasn’t about to leave her now that he found her.
“Ah.” He said sternly when she went to claw at her neck again and he stopped her. “Whoever ‘He’ is, he’s not here, Fluttershy. Use your sense.”

Fluttershy began getting choked up, shaking, as Sombra washed her hair and tried talking about something mundane. Something to distract her.
She washed her body, at least most of it, avoiding the wounded areas per Sombra’s orders. Even though he paused at seeing the two brands, he didn’t speak about them immediately.

“Sombra?” Fluttershy asked, her voice hoarse. Her eyes were red rimmed and she looked tired, as he helped her into a towel and to her room to get clothes.
For some reason, she wouldn’t wear her own, him having her not wear a bra so he could bandage her chest. He settled on getting one of Discord’s shirts from the hamper, it not looking as dirty as some and even though he was highly against it, her being clean and the shirt not, she seemed to relax a bit once putting it on like a dress.

He glanced over, giving her a look as she tried clawing at herself again while he’d been looking for the medical kit. “What did I just say, Fluttershy?”

She jolted and stopped, biting her lip, tears welled. “He broke my phone. He...he covered Discord’s love bites!” A hiccup. “He branded me again!” She covered her face.

Sombra’s face contorted into anger, but before she could see, he schooled it. “Let’s get you bandaged so you don’t see them. When I’m done, I’ll call someone. Who do you want me calling?” He wasn’t going to bother with the police, if all of this was going on and what Fluttershy had said before held weight, there were people who could pull strings.

Sombra knew she probably needed a hug, but he was never good at social queues and when a good time would be. He got close, her only jolting a couple times, and began with her neck. He was surprised she didn’t puncture any veins. He had her lift the shirt while he bandaged her breasts, he could barely make out the burned circular brand on it, since she’d agitated the bad burn by scratching at it.
Looking down, he observed the brand burned and an old tattoo under her underwear near the hip.
“That too?”

She had winced at pulling the shirt down and looked. “No. That’s old.” She spoke quietly.

He nodded and got up, going to return the kit and to clean up the messes she made.
She let him, but not without following to at least the couch and laying on it, Angel close behind and snuggling up to her. She’d grown quiet, but looking at her face, it was obvious she was still awake.

Fluttershy heard him go upstairs and she stayed laying.
She should get up. It was already passed dark. She wasn’t sure how long she stayed laying there, trying to convince herself to get up, but next she knew, Sombra was walking towards her.
“Want someone or to be alone? Hungry?” He asked, though she could hear the worry in his tone.

“Don’t go. I don’t want to be alone right now.” She whimpered, partly ashamed for her fragility.

He nodded, grabbing a book and the remote, then sitting next to her. Angel snuggled behind her knees and Fluttershy began to unwind. She was safe, with Angel and Sombra and soon the others-

She jolted upright, maybe too fast, and looked at Sombra, who’s eyes widened at her sudden movement. “What will Discord think? I-I-I can’t-“

Sombra pushed her back down. “He’s more perceptive than you realize. He’d know, especially if you explain. We also have to get you a new phone.”

“A new...but that one...I had that one since before we were caught. It had pictures of-of my family...before.” She sat up, anxiety rearing, until he pet her head.

“I bet Derpy has pictures. And you have memories. Just focus on recovering.” He said, though he looked at her hair and she realized how choppily it was done. Some hairs longer, some shorter.

She nodded, not able to speak. She heard him let out an awkward noise and spread out his arm. “I’ll...I’ll give you a hug, or cuddle. Whatever. I’d rather do this than see you naked again.”

That got a small laugh out of her. “Thank you.” She got closer and curled into a ball against his side as he read. After some silence, she heard him begin to read out loud. She smiled, even through the pain. She knew she got lucky, but it was still close and it was still traumatic.
She began to finally relax and nod off.

Or...tried. Each time she began to fall deeper, Rich’s face would appear and she’d jolt awake, still curled against a reading Sombra.
She stayed quiet, so did he.

An hour or so later the front door opened and in came Derpy and Chrysalis, both having went to the grocery store, judging by the bags. Neither noticed the two on the couch. Fluttershy went to stand and help, but she was pushed back when Sombra stood to help instead. “Rest. Or at least until you decide if you want them knowing.”

She listened, curling against the couch arm as he went to help. She began mouthing what happened to herself, seeing if she even could tell them, but her throat would close at certain points. But they’d ask. They’d wonder. So, taking a deep breath, still in underwear and a old shirt (she really should change, but Discord’s scent helped to assure her she was safe), she stood, legs a bit wobbly but tried finding strength in her loved ones. Something she didn’t have last time. Something she didn’t have the courage to.

When she peeked into the kitchen, they were all almost done putting things away. She went to mess with her hair, a nervous tick, but realized it wasn’t that long anymore. It wasn’t as heavy.
She shivered, but not from cold and she gulped, taking tentative steps in.

Derpy looked over first and gasped. “Fluttershy! What happened?! You’re all bandaged!” She hurried over and Fluttershy stammered.

Chrysalis looked confused and concerned. “You okay, Hun?”

Sombra stayed put, putting things away.

Fluttershy kept stammering. “I...I-uh...s-something happened...with-with s-s-someone. I...” she suddenly felt super nervous.

Derpy didn’t even know what really happened. She’s pretty sure only Discord knew the true story and he wasn’t there.

“What could’ve happened that resulted in this?!” Derpy asked, both eyes trained on her in a rare moment of semetry.

Fluttershy’s mouth opened and closed and she held herself. “A-a man n-n-“ she began but then the door opened again and she wanted to run.
Especially when she heard that familiar snort/yawn hybrid Discord had.

So, she tried. Problem was, Sombra was near the back door that connected the kitchen to the back, and when she went to run, he got in front of her and grabbed her upper arms.

Derpy and Chrysalis gave them both weird looks, even as Fluttershy tried pressing herself against Sombra as much as she could.
She thought herself lucky when he didn’t come into the kitchen and she heard him walk upstairs, probably to change.

She looked at Sombra, a wild panic there. “Please, Sombra, let me out! He-he can’t know! Please!” She begged, but he gave her a look and shook his head.

“Sorry, Fluttershy, but you know he’s going to have to find out. I told you, he’s perceptive.” Sombra said, almost tiredly, which he had every right to feel.

She whined in her throat. But she couldn’t! She couldn’t have Discord hate her! “But he’ll get the wrong idea! Sombra, please! Please!”

“What will he get wrong?” Chrysalis asked, not liking how panicked Fluttershy was acting, especially when it came to being near Discord.

“Fluttershy, what’s wrong?” Derpy asked.

Sombra sighed. “You might as well. Even I don’t know everything that happened and you scared me.”

“N-n-no!” She began hyperventilating. “Dammit, Sombra! I-I-I can’t have him hate me because of-of-nghk!” She couldn’t risk it! She’d risked so much, so much of her luck and it kept biting her in the ass. She truly loved Discord more than she’d ever thought and the thought of him hating her or thinking of her as disgusting would break her.

Sombra was wider than her and about her height but his grip was firm and even though she saw the look on his face, she couldn’t understand why he wouldn’t let her go. She began shaking, feeling her throat closing. She couldn’t bear the thought of Discord’s warm, rough hands pushing her away.

“Please...” she whimpered so quietly it was almost just a breath.

“No, Fluttershy. You’re not going to get anywhere with anyone by running. You know we won’t judge you.” Sombra tried.

Fluttershy wished he never walked in on her. “Yes! Yes you will! You will because-because...” she knew, somewhere in her heart, she was being irrational. He was right. They wouldn’t. Or at least, not intentionally.

“Does anyone know where Fluttershy is? Her phon-“ Discord stopped short, poking his head into the doorway.

The only two who knew what the scene in the kitchen was about, would’ve been the two closest to outside.
Sombra sighed, rubbing his temple.
Fluttershy looked at Discord like a deer in headlights, not sure what to hide.

Discord seemed to take a second to process what he was seeing. “Soooo what the Hell did I just walk in on?” He was obviously confused, just like Derpy and Chrysalis.

Fluttershy wouldn’t be able to say why she did what she was about to. She wanted to have courage that they’d stay by her, but they were honestly all she had left. “I-I-it’s nothing. Just-just being cl-“ she began, not even able to fake a smile, but then she felt something cold like a blade run against her skin, ripping, then the bandages against her neck fell.

She looked back quick, reopening the scratches and looking at Sombra like he’d betrayed her. “Som-“

He actually glared at her, putting the scissors he’d used to cut the bandages, away. “No way, Fluttershy. I know you and you’re not covering this up to avoid it. Just say what happened. We’re all here. Might as well let it out.”

She saw the others looked at her neck worriedly. She knew it was a gory sight. “But...”

Sombra rose a thick brow. “Don’t make me cut off that shirt.”

She brought her arms over herself and that’s when she heard Discord speak. “Fluttershy, why are your wrists bruised? What happened to your neck?”

Seeing the look on his face, she cowered. “Please don’t be mad!”

Discord sighed, taking some steps towards her, slowly. “Why would I be mad?” He sounded hurt.

When she looked to his eyes, those soft, worried, beautiful eyes, she broke. Her lip wobbled and she began to cry again. “I’m sorry, Discord. I’m sorry. You’re so wonderful and I...I can’t give you anything!” She gripped at her breast, not wanting to have the brand, she tried clawing at it, though the shirt and bandages acted as a buffer.

“We’ll leave you two be.” She heard Chrysalis say, pulling a worried Derpy out and Sombra smacked her hand.

“I told you not to do that. You’ll have to explain later.” He nodded to Discord and left, rubbing at his head, muttering things about stubborn women and that Fluttershy was why he was gay. Which wasn’t true, but there was a part of Fluttershy that smiled at it.

(And truly, neither were aware of the fact none of the other three actually gave them privacy. They eavesdropped.)

Discord tried getting a bit closer and Fluttershy hesitated in letting him. “Why do you think you owe me anything?”

She looked up at him. “I don’t...but...you’ve given me so much.”

Discord slowly reached his hand out and brushed his knuckles against her cheek, her jolting at the action. “We’ll start slow, yeah? What events happened that resulted in my Dear being so torn up?”

Fluttershy gulped, hunching in on herself. “I...I was talking to you. Then-then...” she began to remember, not that she forgot, but she would’ve probably tried forgetting. Avoid it like it wasn’t there. Remembering Rich’s lips on her neck made her begin scratching again and Discord was quick to stop her.

“My Dear...what happened?” Discord, despite seeing her struggling, still pushed. It was obvious he didn’t want to push, but had to.

She figured it might’ve only been fair, that he push. “He...he wrapped my scarf so-so I couldn’t-couldn’t run.” She began to shake, but he lifted her chin gently, not breaking his eyes from her’s, egging her on. As to not scratch and claw at her neck, she wrapped both hands around his forearm, grasping tightly. “Then he...he smashed my phone. So I couldn’t even-“ her knees knocked together and she lost her balance.

He still didn’t speak, neither in encouragement nor to make her cease. He began to pull her out back, her having no choice in the matter.
He forced her to lay in one of their giant leaf piles then he got over her, leaving plenty of room.

She saw his eyes were glowing. Sombra might’ve been right because she hadn’t even gotten to the worst parts and he was getting upset. “I won’t hurt you.” His voice was hoarse with emotion.

She nodded. She knew that. She tried finding her voice. “He tossed me...into Celestia’s office.” Her voice grew quiet. “He said I belonged to him. He knew about your love bites!” Her voice got high pitched and she covered her face to hide her tears. “I can’t! I just-just can’t, Discord! Please! I promise! I promise I didn’t-didn’t want the brands!” She was getting hysterical again.

She felt the ground and air pulse strongly. His tone was a snarl and she could feel his hot breath against the back of her hands. “Let me see what he did to you. You don’t have to speak more, my Dear.”

She slowly removed her hands and saw how hard he was trying to not show his anger, his magic being the pulse she felt. She searched his face, nodding after a bit.
At first, she tried moving her arms to the bottom, but froze. Her hands shook terribly and the more movement she did agitated her new brand. “A-actually...can-can you do it? We-we’ll start with-with the old-old...b-brand.”

He nodded and slowly, using his fingertips, Discord ran his hand up her thigh, lifting the shirt. She could feel him shaking, either from rage or nerves, she couldn’t tell.
Fluttershy could tell by the warmth against the bandages on her thigh, that he’d went that far, but he stopped. She wasn’t sure if he pieced it together or if he guessed close enough.

She opened her mouth to ask, only to have him lean down and devour her mouth with one kiss, it speaking volumes of his tenderness towards her, despite the growing earthquake under them.

When he pulled away, he caressed her face. “Are you sure?”

She felt like prey in a predator’s nest. “What will you do? If-if you saw?”

His eyes lowered to her neck, the deep colored hickeys visible still under the deep red slices in her skin and collarbone. She could feel the deep growl rumbling in him and she flinched, body tensing when his head lowered towards it.
Only to open her eyes slowly, feeling warmth, like the fireplace in Winter, and saw flames licking up from her chin and caressing her cheeks.
Discord had blown fire onto her neck.

He stayed over her, even as smoke still flowed from his mouth as he breathed. “Even torture would feel too merciful for the one who hurt you.”

“He touched my hair...said...said he loved it-it was like a-a leash. So...I had to cut it. It felt...SO-SO gross. I felt...dirty.” She confessed, unsure why when he said she didn’t have to.

She startled, having clenched her eyes shut, but opened them when he began to nuzzle her face. Despite his own shaking, his own furious anger running off his body, he was still trying his best...to be so tender with her.

‘Closer...’ she thought and spread her knees apart.

‘What does he do to make you spread them?’ Rich’s voice mocked in her memory.

A chill of fear ran down, but looking at his shaking hands, when she tilted her head towards his, his fingers clenched roughly in the leaves...she knew the answer. She knew there was an answer.

She spread her knees, lifting her legs to lock behind his lower back and she forced his body down to against her’s, making him make a strangled noise and blush, her movements distracting him from his simmering.

It only took a second for him to gather himself, before he was trying to console her the only way he knew how.

She spread her knees...because he loved her.

All of her.

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The moon shone bright like a beacon and Discord could see their breaths. Fluttershy had been in and out of fits for hours, even with Discord’s comfort. He didn’t want to admit he didn’t feel strong enough to look at what was “worse” than the hickeys under her claw marks.

“Let’s go back inside, my Dear.” He’d calmed considerably, though he could still feel his magic thrumming at the seams; the voices screaming and snarling like rabid beasts fighting for rotten meat, desperate for any scraps they can scrounge.

She nodded tiredly, having been thinking to herself for awhile, trying to gain her composure and push down her memories. She went to stand, the burn throbbing horribly. “I should probably explain everything to them.”

Humming, mostly to himself, she saw him bring his hand down to brush through her hair, though he hesitated at her initial flinch. “I like it. We can clean it up a bit, but I like the length. You have time to explain, my Dear. Don’t hurt yourself more by forcing yourself to relive it.”

She nodded, thinking maybe that was best. She beckoned him to lower himself so she could reach him and as he did so, curious, she lifted enough to nose under his ear and inhale his scent, the icy cold barbel earring knocking into her nose. He made a surprised noise in his throat, but allowed her to do as she pleased.

She needed time. Time she hoped she had.

Early December had the wound healed well enough, though she was still apprehensive of Discord seeing it, even if that meant he’d heal it. She got a new phone, Derpy sending her what she could and kind of like a scavenger hunt, she tried finding what she could.
She spoke with Chrysalis and Derpy separately, not wanting to be bombarded once she explained, though she didn’t reveal Rich’s name; just trying to say it made her ill. They took it better than she thought they would, though Chrysalis threatened to murder him and Derpy was less murderous and more sympathetic, wanting to do what she could to help Fluttershy.

She hadn’t been to school. Rainbow had stopped by to ask and to tell her Celestia found her backpack, of which Rainbow returned, though Fluttershy wasn’t able to touch it. Just the sight of it sent crawls up her spine. Fluttershy had lied to her, telling her it was a bully who must’ve gotten it.
Rainbow and Discord still didn’t get along and he tolerated Tree Hugger while Rainbow still wasn’t sure what to make of the sweet, laid back and slow hippie.

Fluttershy had down played her “brands” as to not worry Discord. She wasn’t sure why, but she lied when he asked, “if they weren’t that bad, why she was so frightened”.
She lied, saying it was just everything over spilling. The only person who knew what the brands looked like, was Sombra, of whom had been in a foul mood for a few weeks.
When she asked, he confessed it was because he was pissed at who hurt her, pissed he couldn’t do anything, and pissed she hadn’t done anything, which included speaking out and telling the truth.

If she were honest, reliving it scared her. That’s why she hadn’t spoken of it, or told. She also knew what kind of strings Rich and The Madame had. She couldn’t see there being any “win-win” situation for her.
She left her hair at the length it was cut, maybe a bit shorter due to cleaning it up, so now it was about an inch below her jaw. She was still getting used to it, pulling at air when she’d get the urge.

She had begun feeling antsy and on edge, the colder the weather got. She also had been using her time to find Holiday gifts.

Holiday music was playing on the radio; just some old jazz and blues and she hummed and sang occasionally while folding laundry.

Her mind began wandering as well, stopping her movements without realizing it. She hadn’t heard anything from Twilight and them since the castration incident. Rainbow said they’d even been distant with her, especially when they found out she “lost” her Element.
That news put an unease in Fluttershy’s gut, especially when she remembered what The Madame wanted and she could tell. If Twilight paired up with The Madame to eradicate the “harbingers of the apocalypse”, Fluttershy wouldn’t be sure if her housemates could be strong enough, considering all the magic they had was because of her Vampirism.

“Now what would my Dear be spacing off about?”

She about jumped out of her skin, yelping, as she turned her head and began breathing again, seeing Discord with a mischievous grin. He was bent behind the couch where his head was near her ear.
She puffed out her cheeks as she began to scowl, a scolding on her tongue, until she halted at the soft laugh he gave her.

He went to reach for her, but a song they both knew began playing and he came around the couch, holding out a hand while he bowed with his other behind his back. “Care to dance?”

She smiled, having not smiled so big and genuinely in a few weeks, having had to take some time to get back to functioning how she used to. “Is that how you ask a lady to dance?” She still stood, though she didn’t take his hand. Yet.

He chuckled. “M’Lady, may I have this dance and by chance you enjoy this moment with me, would you care to dance to a few more musical numbers?” He said in a pish posh tone, making her giggle.

She curtsied, even when wearing leggings and a big sweater. “Oh, why I would be flattered, my good Sir. Let’s see how well you entertain me.” She giggled as he began snorting.

She laid her hand in his and he pulled her around the folded baskets of clothes to twirl her around.
She enjoyed the slower dance but when they stopped and a more upbeat, salsa song began to play, she grinned largely, revealing her canines and she pulled him down, as if to try and dip him, despite the height and weight differences.
It didn’t end up perfect.
His back was bent oddly and she had one arm around the back of his head and the other around his upper chest, like a giant sack of flour she couldn’t quite carry.
He looked at her in utter surprise, brows raised high and eyes wide.

She attempted to do a suave look she’d seen on movies and commercials, though she didn’t have a flower to put in her mouth. Instead she puckered her lips to do the fake, silly and obnoxious French voice she’d seen in said movies. “Ah, my Lovely Discord. You are so-“
She didn’t get anymore out before he began snorting and laughing so hard it was contagious and she lost her footing, her landing on top of him when he fell, while he continued to lose his shit at her little act which caused her to break into giggles as well.

It took a bit before he could breathe again without bursting back into cackles. When he did, though, he had a relieved look on his face.

Her smile lessened as she quirked a brow. “What is it?”

He shrugged, though with his back flat against the wood floor, it wasn’t as effective. “Just happy I could make you laugh.”

Her eyes widened at him. “I...”

He leaned up and gave her a quick peck on the nose. “Don’t apologize.”

She smiled a bit bigger and nodded.

Another upbeat song, more electro swing began playing and she gasped, jumping up. Discord chuckled at her enthusiasm and began getting up as well.

The front door opened and in came a shivering Capper and a Sombra rolling his eyes. Fluttershy perked and got an idea.
“Capper! Dance with me!” She ran to him and he grinned smugly.

“Alright, Miss. As long as my Majesty doesn’t mind I dance with this Princess?” Capper turned his head towards Sombra, batting his green eyes.

Sombra rose a brow. “What the fuck are you talking about?” He shrugged off his coat, the fireplace already having been going for a few hours.

She knew the song would end at some point, so she grabbed his wrist and pulled him. “This Princess has turned Thief and has stolen the Majesty’s Knight! Oh, what shall he do?” She struck a pose she’d seen in an anime when she was little.

Capper acted as if her grip had been tight and he couldn’t escape. “Oh, Majesty! Pray for me. Don’t forget me and if she asks for a ransom...pay it! I’m too pretty to be a bargaining chip!”

Sombra gave them a deadpan look, though Fluttershy -and she’s sure Capper saw it too- the little turn up of the corner of Sombra’s lip. He seemed to be debating on playing along or ignoring their idiocy.

Unbeknownst to her or the couple, Discord had taken out his phone and began recording their little skit, his wrist against his mouth to stifle his amusement.

“Oh, God, you’re here.” Chrysalis spoke in a disgusted tone, though they all knew it was more playful. She was beading her hair, having just gotten out of the shower.

The insult was obviously directed at
Capper, who turned his flirtatious charm up, playing. “Oh, Chrissy! Admit it, you missed me!”

She put her hand to her chest, mock shock on her face. “Oh, yes, you figured me out! I missed you like I’d miss the bubonic plague.” She deadpanned.

Fluttershy couldn’t help but snicker. Another good song came on and she was able to finally pull Capper away.

After a few hours, Fluttershy decided it was getting late so she should make dinner. As music played loudly and everyone was dancing, she snuck into the kitchen. She began food but stopped when she felt a kiss being pressed to the back of her head.

“Can I help?” Discord asked.

Fluttershy smiled up at him, reaching up to give a proper kiss. “If you want.”

There was some silence as Discord helped with the spice mix and reaching higher shelved items.

“What’s really been on your mind?” Discord asked after.

She still smiled. “Nothing too important.” She paused, thinking maybe she shouldn’t lie too much. “Actually...I just...I keep thinking that things seem too...quiet...for lack of a better word. Do you...do you still have Rainbow’s Element in your room?”

Discord stopped to think. “I think so. I haven’t touched it at all. No real reason to and it makes me uneasy.”

Fluttershy startled at hearing that. “Oh! I’m so sorry! I didn’t know it did. Uhh...I could go grab it and put it in my room if you want to watch the food.” She wiped her hands on her apron and did a little jump to kiss his cheek, before she headed upstairs.
She heard him laugh, though she wasn’t sure why.

His door was unlocked so she walked in, seeing it’s usual messy but tidy state. She couldn’t name the feeling that washed over her. Something was out of place. She looked on his desk, not seeing it there. She then searched around, just a first glance view. It wasn’t there.
Trying not to immediately panic, she went back down, seeing everyone chatting and drinking something warm.
When she went back into the kitchen, deciding to ask Discord, she saw him mumbling to himself, though he didn’t grasp his head, so she hoped that meant he was fine.

“Discord?” She approached.

He jumped, but turned. “Yes?”

She rubbed her hands together. “The Element wasn’t in your room. And...are you okay?”

He nodded. “Just cut myself pretty good.” He held up his palm and she saw he truly cut it deeply.

She walked closer and almost fell from the force of pressure her venom pulsed. Her mouth began to water, causing drool to leak out the corner of her mouth and her teeth throb as bits of venom dropped down onto her tongue. “Ah.” She let out, her fangs protruding passed her lip.

Without saying a word, he got closer to her, wrapping an arm around her waist so she was flush against him and he offered her his bloodied hand. She couldn’t help the shudder she got, his body hot against her’s. ‘More.’

Though when she licked at it, her mouth watering from the blood, she realized the venom pulsing more strongly, pulling and throbbing, making her want to clamp her mouth shut and sink her fangs deep into flesh. She looked at him with glazed, hazy eyes. “Discord. More.” She whined.

He made a noise in his throat, almost a whimper. “As you wish.” His voice was breathy but he did as asked, bending his body down so she could reach his neck.

She was still worried about the Element, but it was pushed to the back of her mind as the only thought in the forefront, was to feed. She didn’t even bother licking the spot. The pressure in her fangs was becoming painful. Her breath became short as her lungs tightened. Her mouth and chin had to have been a mess, she knew. She could feel it. Breathing hotly against his neck, she sank her fangs in slowly, the building pressure against her fangs making her moan long and low.

Discord gasped, letting out a pained groan and a shiver rippled through Fluttershy’s body. She released a whimper as she couldn’t control clamping her jaw as tight as it would go, fangs dug in until his neck pressed roughly against her front teeth.

His grip tightened and her face broke into a hot, deep blush. With each exhale she couldn’t help the short, chopped moans leaving her mouth as the pressure lessened the longer she stayed biting him. She could feel his breath stop and the heat from his own blush against her ear.

Something was different this time. Her back began to burn, but she couldn’t let go yet. There was a tight pressure in her abdomen, spreading through her core and even as she heard the deep growl, vibrating from Discord’s chest, she couldn’t let go. In fact, for some reason, even feeling that unease of danger, the alarms going off in her mind and along her spine, she clung on.

A thought clicked. ‘When...was the last time...I injected him with...my venom? Oh, well...’

A loud whistle sounded, like one would hear as a large firework flew through the sky, Fluttershy processed as she forced herself to let go of Discord’s neck. A bright, blinding white light, with swirls of magenta, enveloped the area surrounding them. Her blood went cold when she heard screams, familiar screams. Discord was about to push passed her to check as she was going to follow, even as the light was far too bright for her eyes to see anything...

It both happened so fast... yet so slowly.

The whistle got so loud, she went to cover her ears, until the ground shook with a loud rumble, she was barely able to keep her balance as she used the counter to help, Discord used the wall.
The rumble and the whistle was so loud, when Fluttershy went to yell out to Discord, she couldn’t even feel her own vocal cords work.
She couldn’t breathe.

The whistle died, but before they could even move, they were blown back by light and a force.
‘A bomb?!’ She thought, panicked.
Even Discord was blown back, along with debris and the walls, doors, the loud sounds of shattering glass and decimated wood splintering.
Her ears began ringing so loudly, she stumbled. The dust and smoke was so thick she couldn’t see Discord or the others.
Her body throbbed painfully.
Everything felt like it was spinning.
She didn’t even feel her head hit the ground.

It looked like confetti flying in bits in the air, the only color outside the white, but that couldn’t be, as her eyes opened-when did they close?- and she saw the form of a force field shatter and fade.
Coughing, ears still ringing, body trembling with tension and pain, she tried moving to see around herself.
“Di-“ she tried screaming, unable to see anything at eye level.
She couldn’t even feel the shock of her fangs pierce into her bottom lip, some venom still pulsing, adding to her adrenaline.

Pain shot up her leg when she tried to put pressure on it as she attempted to stand, causing her to scream and trip along the fallen roof.
Another shockwave and ground rumbling bomb went off, a new bout of ear ringing and disorientation made her dizzy, kicking up more dust and her hands numbly being sliced on glass and metal, the scent of blood and smoke head throb inducing. She couldn’t even recognize the different blood scents. Outside the ringing, she vaguely made out popping sounds.
‘Gunshots? Voices?’
Quickly forgetting about her leg in her panic to find Angel and the others, Fluttershy tried standing again, only to grit her teeth in pain to stifle a scream, she fell again.
She began to pant, trying to breathe. The disorientation was making her nauseous.
Fluttershy’s body wouldn’t move, so she laid her head against some fallen beams.
Another explosion hit; she swore she saw a blast of color, but she must’ve hit her head against something without realizing it, as her eyes felt heavy, her fangs still long, causing blood to flow from her lip for a moment, until she could tell they were shrinking.
Her eyes closed as even breathing shallowly was painful.

She must’ve passed out as when she cracked her eyes open again, the ringing was gone and she heard feet-boots?- crunching against the fallen pieces of the house clumsily.
When she turned her head to look, all she saw were thin legs in boots and a much larger pair of feet with dress shoes.
The pain wouldn’t allow her to keep her eyes open long, but she could still hear.

“She said she wouldn’t get hurt!” One voice said worriedly.

“No. That was just a fool’s hope. She’s alive. She wouldn’t allow her to die.” An older, deeper voice spoke.

“But-“ the younger whined.

“I can make you drag her or will you let me do my job on time?” The older snapped back.

“S-sorry.” The younger stuttered.

It took her a bit longer than it should, but she swore she knew the voices.

“Nnnngh...hah, hah, F-Fluttershy?”

Her eyes flew open as she tried looking for where Discord was. He was alive! What about the others? “D-Diss...” she tried speaking but she coughed a fit after just that much.

She turned her head and saw him mostly buried under large parts of the roof, the ceiling fan from the kitchen poking out. His face was covered in blood as he tried looking for her and claw his way out.
“D-Dissy...h-h-here. I...” she tried calling to him.

She felt large gloved hands wrap roughly around her wrists and begin to drag her, not caring her body was getting dragged though glass, metal, and wood.
Her body was so weak she couldn’t even struggle against the grip.
Her eyelids began to feel heavy again.

“You’re sure she won’t get hurt more?” The younger asked as her conscious began slipping.

“No. No promises. Besides...after The Madame’s findings, we have a deal to uphold with those teens.” The older one spoke irritably.

‘Zephyr? Accord?’ She thought before she slipped into darkness again.

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Time after she passed out…was strange. She remembered opening her eyes, the light bright, tubes surrounding her.
Voices speaking of tests. Tests that didn’t work.
Then her eyes slipped closed again just as her body throbbed.

“Shy…Shy…SHY WAKE UP!”

Fluttershy pried her eyes open, throat dry, body cold, her fangs long but there was no venom pulsing in her gums. ‘Zephyr? Why is he…?’ She tried remembering what led them to now. Blankly, she zoned, staring at her brother, who looked well taken care of. ‘That’s right. The Madame took him in…wait.’ She sat straight up, crying in pain as needles were ripped from her in her sudden movement, her whole body wracked in pain.

“Shy! Don’t move so fast!” Zephyr spoke-no, whispered- to her.

“Discord? Chrysalis? Sombra? C-Capper?” She looked around, her body sluggish and stomach empty. “Where are they-“ she paused, seeing she was in no hospital room. It looked similar to the room Accord brought Discord to to heal…but this one wasn’t it. She could tell they were underground, the area cool. It more closely resembled a operating room from a horror movie, though everything was clean and there was very little blood in sight. “Where am I?” She turned to her brother.

Zephyr looked around. “Shy, please keep your voice down. She doesn’t know you’re awake yet.”

Fluttershy looked to herself. She looked sickly and she covered herself with the thin sheet that covered her. Her stomach growled and she could feel the ache beginning. ‘I didn’t drink from Discord last time. I need to get to him. If I die…’ she felt tears pool at the corner of her eyes.

“Shy…” Zephyr began when the door unlocked and opened, The Madame entering.

She wore a lab coat over her elegant clothes. “She’s finally awake. Good.” She took a drag from her cigarette. “Now, Miss Breeze, where is the Element of Kindness? We acquired the Element of Loyalty from Discordant‘s room last.”

Fluttershy shook her head, glaring, but when she looked to Accord, her temple throbbed, remembering the accident that got her there in the first place. “Why did you blow up my Home? If you just wanted answers-“

“That wasn’t us. We simply went in after to retrieve you and the Element.” Accord spoke, looking bored and she snarled at him. She knew her fangs were elongated, so there was no point hiding them.

“That’s right, Shy! It was them! Your friends!” Zephyr spoke, trying to defend Accord and the woman.

“Fuck you, Madame, I don’t know anything.” Fluttershy snarled at the woman, knowing she was the one pulling strings.

“Madame? Ah, that’s right, you don’t know my name. Now…” she approached Fluttershy, blowing smoke in her face.
“Where is the Element? I’m very tired of asking.”

“I don’t have it!” Fluttershy was getting angry.

“Nonsense. You have to have it. Wouldn’t it find you, it’s Bearer, no matter the circumstances?” The Madame spoke.

A flash of the crack in the statue at her school popped into her head. Her back burned, her mind pulling her. She thought, probably convincing them that she was deciding about the Element, when she realized.

She had to escape.

She tried seeing if she was tied down. No. They probably thought she’d be too weak. She wished she knew where she was. If it were Discord, he would’ve went anyway.

‘Think like Discord. What would Discord do?’

Fluttershy searched for an exit. A way passed them. Taking a deep breath, she spotted if she could somehow maneuver through.
There. If she could push passed Zephyr, the door was right behind him.
She hoped it’d work.
Getting up, it caught their attention, but she had learned from her fight with Rutherford. Using as much strength in her legs as she could, she leapt.

Fluttershy’s feet landed harshly on Accord’s face, causing him to stumble and as she saw Anodyne approach herself, pulling something out, she twisted and maneuvered her body to push with her hands off Zephyr’s shoulders and with room, Fluttershy bolted, bleeding and exhausted with pain, but her adrenaline was on full throttle as she pulled open the door and ran up the stairs. As long as she was away, she could find out where she was.

If she believed in a higher power she’d thank them that either The Madame didn’t keep much people around, or they were on lunch.

Fluttershy luckily made it out with little issue aside from her own body. If she didn’t eat soon…her body would fail. She hadn’t thought much of it before, but how was she alive…if she didn’t produce her own blood?

She kept running, stumbling and driven until she recognized the area she ended up. It was a few blocks from the school. Too far from Home with no way to contact her housemates.
Looking around, she couldn’t understand why no one was stopping to see if she was okay. “There’d be no point in yelling for Discord or Chrysalis. I’d look not well.” She bit her lip, whining.

She suddenly felt that energy that made her hackles rise. Not safe.
She continued to run, feeling the asphalt tear at the bottom of her feet. She swallowed the lump in her throat.

Almost making it, she ran across the school grass, part of her wanting to collapse there, but her instincts told her she wasn’t safe yet.

Making it out front, where the statue was, she leaned against it to breathe. Something was off though. The sun was out and there were flowers in bloom, grass green.
Spring.

It was Winter…early Winter…when it happened. How long was she gone? Fear flowed through her. Were her loved ones safe? Or did she lose them too? Did they give up on her?

Fluttershy’s back began to burn, searing. She was so lost in thought, she didn’t hear them. Didn’t hear it.
The click of a gun. When she looked back, it was Zephyr’s eyes that she met. Those beautiful purple eyes she’d gazed at since a few hours after his birth.

Light trickled from behind her, along with pinkish sand in the corner of her vision, floating.
Fluttershy saw the fear in Zephyr’s eyes. The shaking in his hand.
Felt the pressure of the gun against her stomach.
But…she couldn’t bring herself to be mad or feel betrayed. Her lip wobbled. She smiled so very gently at her little brother.
“I love you, Zephy. Stay strong.”

Fluttershy heard the shot before she felt it, pain rippling in every nerve. The force sent her back, which was odd. She was against the statue.
So why…
Why was she going through it?

Her vision blurred as she fell through.

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Fluttershy jolted awake and gasped.
In front of her eyes was a white horn and she tried crawling back, hissing at whoever was near, but stopped when her body didn’t move like she wanted.
Looking down and around frantically, she saw she wasn’t Human. Again.
She had dried butter colored fur and her usual pink hair on a long tail, her mane short. Hooves. And…bat wings dipped in black. Her fangs were still long. She still had her brands and scars. Some visible through the fur.
‘Where am I?’ Wait. Scars?!
She tried covering herself. ‘Where are my clothes?! Why does this keep happening?!’

“Sister, she looks similar to a Pegasus we know. But…she has no cutie mark.” The darker blue horse spoke. No, not horse. Ponies.

“Think she’s a Changeling?” The taller white one asked. She looked alarmed to Fluttershy when Fluttershy moved. “Oh, I’m sorry, little one. Don’t be frightened. Can you speak?”

Fluttershy was still so hungry and she was scared. She wanted Discord. Or Chrysalis or Sombra. She had to know if Angel and Derpy were safe.

“Princesses. The 5 you requested are here.” She saw an armored pony say, walking in through a door.

The white one nodded. “Let them in. Gently though, it seems this Pegasus is spooked.”

The guard nodded and in came 5 ponies. They looked similar but Fluttershy couldn’t pin it. She backed away more, not knowing what these creatures wanted from her. Or why she was there.

“You called, Princess Celestia?” The purple one asked.

‘Celestia?!’ Fluttershy looked to the white one. She looked a little like the Dean. Mainly just the rainbow hair and light eyes.

“Am I dead?” Fluttershy spoke, mostly to herself but it was loud enough.

“Oh thank goodness you can speak pony. Are you okay? How did you get here?” The purple one asked eagerly and Fluttershy tried backing away farther.

“You know, if Fluttershy was well, she could speak to her.” Another white horned one said, sounding a lot like Rarity.

‘Wait. They said my name, but they don’t know I’m Fluttershy. Is there more than one?’ Fluttershy wondered. Even through all the stress and panic, she got a little giggle. “This is some Discord level bullshit.” She had meant to think, but ended up speaking.

“You know Discord?” Celestia asked.

Fluttershy glared at her, not sure how much these pony versions of apparently people she knew, were like the ones she knew or if like their forms, they were different.

“She seems to not like you, Sister.” The dark one spoke in amusement.

‘If they’re pony versions of people I know…then that must be AS Dean Luna. Then that means…the purple one is Twilight. White is Rarity, pink is Pinkie, blue is Rainbow and gold is AJ.’ Fluttershy pieced together.

“Hey, it’s okay. We know Discord too. He’s a friend.” Twilight said.

“Your friend maybe.” Rainbow spoke as she flew with a scoff.

“But Rainbow, Fluttershy would be sad if you said that.” Pinkie jumped, excited.

Tears burned Fluttershy’s eyes but she shook her head. If there were two different Discord’s…then even if she saw this World’s one, it wouldn’t be HER Discord. She brought a hoof up to wipe at her eyes.
Everything was too much. Fluttershy began feeling fatigued.

“Uh! Hey, I’m sorry! Wh-why are you crying?!” Rainbow asked in a panic.

“I want to go Home. I don’t even know how I got here. I don’t even know if my loved ones are safe or alive.” Fluttershy wouldn’t dare mention her hunger, but it was too late as her stomach growled. She wasn’t even sure how she was standing if she’d been without blood for months.

“Where did you come from? There’s no way you could have entered through the mirror yourself.” Celestia asked, keeping her distance.

“Equesville. But…I fell through a statue.” Fluttershy explained.

Celestia hummed before her horn glowed and held up a bullet. The bullet Zephyr shot her with. “This was inside you while we tried healing you. Will you tell us what you are? Be not afraid, we won’t harm you, so there’s no need to cower.”

Fluttershy looked to her stomach. Then the mirror. “Can’t I just walk back?”

Celestia shook her head. “I’m afraid not. The mirror has very strong magic, but it can only do so much for a period of time. It must recharge after doing something so strong.”

Fluttershy’s ears pinned back. “H-how long?” She couldn’t go too long without blood.

“A few moons, maybe more.” Luna replied instead.

“Y-you mean months?” Fluttershy’s gut fell.

Luna nodded. “Once we know if you’re a danger or not, we can find you somewhere to stay.”

How was she going to eat? She couldn’t just NOT eat. She wouldn’t do that to Discord…if they were alive. They had to be alive!
Fluttershy looked to them. “How would you tell I’m not a danger?” Truly, she couldn’t blame them. She had fangs and scars. They didn’t know what she was. She didn’t know them either, but she didn’t have much choice but “trust” them for now until she could get home. She hoped they were all alive at least.

Princess Celestia hummed, thinking. “I know! Twilight and her friends can help you and keep an eye on you. They’ve helped many ponies find a place and friendship. Does that sound well to you girls?” She looked to the group and Fluttershy knew. Whatever being was in charge of the universe and events…they hated her.

Fluttershy tried standing, her legs still long. She was about the height of Pony Twilight, maybe a few inches taller. She remembered how foals started walking, and tried, it awkward but she was happy she didn’t fall.

Suddenly Pinkie was jumping all around her. Then, something Fluttershy should’ve seen coming, Pinkie gasped, her tail spinning. “Ohhhh! Hey! Hey! Why do you have that mark on your back? It looks like Fluttershy’s Element! A perfect butterfly.” She then slid under and through Fluttershy’s legs, obviously just excitable. “Oh! Is that your cutie mark? What a weird place. What’s your name? And your birthday? Do you have pets? Family?”

Fluttershy moved from Pinkie fast, trying not to stomp on her. “I know you didn’t mean to, but PLEASE don’t just go under me. No it’s not my-whatever you called it. I would much prefer to go Home so I can check on my housemates and pet.” She hoped it was all a dream. That’s what it had to be!

“So you have family and a pet where you’re from? It should be okay. It’ll just be a few months.” Twilight assured her.

“I…I’ll figure it out. Thank you.” She bowed, going to try and walk away, when she bumped into something that appeared out of nowhere. Literally.

“The doctors kicked me out. Can you believe that?! I have to be there if she opens her eyes but no! Something about visiting hours. Ridiculous!” The creature ranted.

Fluttershy rubbed her nose weirdly and saw the creature looked like a puzzle or an old art piece. He looked down to her and Fluttershy’s widened as tears welled. “No…” she turned tail and ran to the mirror.

“I’m used to ponies running from me but come on! I know I would’ve remembered a pony that looked like you. Are you a pony?” The creature-judging by hair, eyes and the snaggle tooth-Discord got closer to her, curious.

To keep strong, like she did for her family, she let him touch her, no matter how much she wanted to recoil. It wasn’t because she was disgusted. She couldn’t look in his eyes. They weren’t Dissy’s eyes, but they were similar. She knew her mental state would suffer for it. “I…I don’t know what I am. I was Human.”

“Human? Oh! You’re from that alternate World. I see.” Celestia nodded. “I’m afraid it’s still going to take the mirror time to rebuild the magic it used.”

Fluttershy’s eyes widened, staring right at the Princess. “You know that World? H-how?”

Princess Celestia smiled. “I’m afraid that’s going to have to wait. You have this new World to explore and I have my duties to attend.” She bowed and left the group with Luna.

Celestia putting it off didn’t sit well with Fluttershy at all, but there wasn’t much she could do. So, she followed the others outside, where once the sun hit her, she hissed in pain and recoiled into the shadows, surprised and shocked. The sun never affected her like that before.

Her immediate reaction was to shrink in on herself when she saw it caught the other’s attention.

“Ya coulda told us ya couldn’t go in da sun.” AJ said, walking towards her.

“I’m sorry. I usually could. Is…uh…oh.” A parasol was suddenly above her, Pinkie jumping and holding it. “Thank you.”

Pinkie just giggled happily.

So the day went, each one helping to shield her from the dying sun until she didn’t need the parasol anymore. They gave her a bit of a general tour of Ponyville. Each one seemed nice, though as the day passed, it was growing clear they definitely were different than her group back home. She also found out she could fly, which she loved beyond measure. To feel the air, the freedom to fly wherever…it was…wonderful.

It was…nice. But she knew it wasn’t her place. These weren’t her friends, she wasn’t their Fluttershy. Speaking of names, they’d asked many times and she still never told. She had to think of a good one, not wanting to reveal it and confuse them. Though…Discord didn’t think the same. He kept staring at her. Piecing something together in his head, though she’d never be able to guess what.

“Why don’t you stay with Discord? He’d be able to handle you if you’re a threat. You also don’t seem keen on being near him and he seems to be interested.” Twilight asked as they sat having dinner at Sugar Cube Corner.

“I am not! I’ve just never seen what she is. The closest I can think is a Changeling, but she isn’t one. She just seems familiar.” Discord said, twirling his beard around a claw.

“I can just camp out. Not the first time I have either.” She said, just sipping on something to not look weird.

“That’s not the point. Point is, the Princesses said to keep an eye on you.” RainbowDash said.

Fluttershy rose a brow. Everyone seemed to freeze at that. Their Fluttershy might’ve done the gesture a lot. “Fine. If D-D-Discord is okay with it.” She didn’t meant to stutter, but she still couldn’t say his name. Mainly because she kept wanting to say “Dissy” instead.

Discord sighed. “I guess I could study you for the night then. Maybe figure out what you are.”

That had decided it and Fluttershy HATED it. She mainly wanted to camp out so she could figure out how to eat. One night wouldn’t kill her…hopefully.

She didn’t expect this Discord to have his own dimension! It was amazing! “Wow! This is so cool! It’s actually pretty clean. So many things are attached to puns!” She hovered around, going from one part of the living area to the next.

“You think it’s clean? Most see it as a mess.” He shrugged.

She saw a picture of Discord and Fluttershy. Their Fluttershy. She looked sweet. Innocent. “So what’s your status with this Fluttershy pony?”

Discord blushed, ears going oddly. “We’re friends. Now, care to explain what you are? You also seem to catch on to pony life quickly. For being from another World I mean.”

She shrugged. “Just…learned to adjust quickly in my life. Also, I’m not a Changeling.” She looked back to the picture and smiled. “Where she?”

Discord’s voice got sad. “A coma. She got injured awhile ago and she’s healed…but they say it’s in her head.”

Fluttershy wondered if that was all it was. “You can sleep. Might just stare at the limited pictures you have.”

“No way! You’re far too interesting. Plus, I could make snacks while we chat!” He snapped his fingers and procured a bunch of junk food.

She smiled gently at the pictures for awhile. Much longer than what was probably accepted. “Your Fluttershy is so beautiful. Sweet looking.”

Discord didn’t say much for awhile. “What do you mean “your”?”

Fluttershy sighed, finding a corner spot to curl up against. “Nothing.”

“No, no, no, explain.” He used his magic to twirl her his way, freezing at the escaped tears. “Please don’t cry.”

“I’m not. Just…accepting my lot is all. Sorry to be such a downer. Once I eat and adjust…I’ll be normal.” She used her wings to fly up to a beam and try lying there.

“Very well.”

She sighed. It was going to be a long few months. She could only hope that her loved ones were alive.

Unbeknownst to her…The Prophecy of the apocalypse…had already been set in place in her World.