Why is Fluttershy so reserved?
The sky darkened over Ponyville as Fluttershy finished up her rounds in the Ponyville Animal Hospital. It had been 3 years since it was built but she still felt like it was a dream come true. The town electing her as the manager of the entire building came as no surprise to anypony, except Fluttershy. As Fluttershy finished checking the medicine cabinet, she gave a small and delicate yawn. She would need to go home soon. She didn't want to be sleepy when she was dealing with patients tomorrow.
Fluttershy exited the building and began her walk to her cottage. The cool night air gently draped across Fluttershy as she slowly walked among Ponyville's streets. Thoughts drew her into a much longer walk than previously planned and soon she was humming to herself. The song she was humming was an old pegasus lullaby that her mother used to lull her to sleep with. As her mind wandered she began to think of her mother. How graceful and kind she was... how honest and... Fluttershy drew
Derpy's ProtectorDerpy's Protector2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The delicious aroma of a pot of fresh soup floated through the quaint Ponyville home, a grey pegasus stirring it as it sat upon the stove. Her wings occasionally flapped, sending the warmth and smell through the area to the point where she was positive that her neighbors were going to beg for some at any moment.
A smile spread across her face as she heard the click of her front door and the sigh of her young filly.
"Hello, muffin," she happily chirped, hearing Dinky's saddlebags hit the floor. "How was your day at school?"
Waiting for her response, Derpy listened as her daughter's hooves clinked across the kitchen floor, making their way to the living room, which was soon followed by the sound of the young pony plopping herself down on the couch.
Sensing the distress in her daughter's actions, she abandoned her stirring and trotted into the living room, looking at her grey filly with concern. She watched as the pony intentionally avoided her gaze.
"Dinky, what's wrong?" the mother inqu