Fluttershy

sorry... i mean, “hello”. yes: hello! it’s, um, not been super-great as far as “being able to hold certain positions for extended periods” goes, but the author is feeling better-ish and should return shortly! take care of your necks and sit up straight, bipeds!

you don't run into any ponies, and scuttle back into your cottage. safe! it's time to relax, maybe see if your ewevangelion 2.0 preorder has arrived...

yes, this is definitely the treebrary. just as, well, *extant* as you remember it being before tirek came. which is to say, far more extant than it *should* be. as you sit there, staring, pinkie pie comes bounding along. she doesn’t seem to notice you. #intfic (2/2)

you are fluttershy. #intfic sorry. um. it’s morning. you have a busy day ahead of you, but all your days are busy lately. there are so many ❤️wonderful❤️ creatures to care for, 😃fantastic😃 manga to read, and you probably teach or something. you roll over in bed to see:

“soooooo how’s winona…?” hopefully this backpedal will work? maybe? “What in *tarnation* has gotten into you, Fluttershy!?” okay, so that didn’t work. time to summon all of your eloquence. “i-i- um i- dash… you… er… me, you, and dash… um. um.” (1/3)

your head is pounding. discord? what’s a “discord”? whatever; you’ll figure it out at the sanctuary… the sanct…. the… wait, when did you have a sanctuary?? it’s just you and angel bunny here. what are these thoughts??? you put your hooves over your eyes and whimper. (1/1)

you decide that perhaps you should take a moment to sit in the everfree forest and think about what just happened. darkness, floating, portals… that’s weird, even for ponyville… hm. (1/1) [Stare CD: 2 Turns]

before you can offer aid, dash is in the room and has her wing about aj. “Is everything OK?!?!?” she asks, panicked. aj shrugs and sticks out her burned tongue. “Aw, bummer. Guess it’s cheeks for a few days!” and… kisses aj?!? #intfic (D > A+B+C) [Stare CD: 2 Turns]