Somber Star 
“Oh! You’re here! Please, come in…” the pretty yellow pegasus says after opening her door to the sound of your knock. It was your 4th day here in Equestria, and lacking a home of your own, you’ve been shacking it up with each of the Mane 6 in turn, trading help with chores in exchange for a place to stay for the night. Her voice reaches you right about the same time as a painfully familiar scent that you were certain you’d never catch again, not in a place like this. “I was just making dinner.”
“Thanks, Miss Shy…” you reply awkwardly as she ushers you to the table and sits you down, tying a bib on you despite your pitiful attempts at protesting. “You’ve all been so kind to me since I got here.”
She gives you a smile and hums cheerfully as she briefly enters the kitchen and returns with the source of the smell you’ve been trying to think of how to broach the topic of. You were expecting some kind of pony knockoff like damn near everything else around here had been, but closer inspection points rather strongly to this being the real deal. Cutting open the item in question releases even more of that heavenly scent and also reveals the faintly pink insides that effectively kill all doubt that you’re digging into the genuine article.
“Oh um… thank… you… Miss Shy.” you stumble awkwardly as you hesitantly take a bite of the steak. It is just as delicious as you’d feared, tender and finely seasoned and cooked as if the product of years of experience. The conversations you remember having with the local cattle somehow don’t make the experience quite as disturbing at the way Fluttershy stares at you while you try to eat. You don’t even realize that you finished until her sweet, gentle voice breaks you out of the thrall of perturbation you’ve been in.
“Seconds?”
This thread will be for vignettes, a.k.a. stories written for our dear friends who suffer from Attention Defic- OMG! Ponies!
It will be one of several. Please keep all posts to either new vignettes or comments on existing ones. In the name of internet courtesy (it’s a thing, I swear), I will be posting mine first to both set the mood and to give a rough idea of expected story length.
It will be one of several. Please keep all posts to either new vignettes or comments on existing ones. In the name of internet courtesy (it’s a thing, I swear), I will be posting mine first to both set the mood and to give a rough idea of expected story length.
“Oh! You’re here! Please, come in…” the pretty yellow pegasus says after opening her door to the sound of your knock. It was your 4th day here in Equestria, and lacking a home of your own, you’ve been shacking it up with each of the Mane 6 in turn, trading help with chores in exchange for a place to stay for the night. Her voice reaches you right about the same time as a painfully familiar scent that you were certain you’d never catch again, not in a place like this. “I was just making dinner.”
“Thanks, Miss Shy…” you reply awkwardly as she ushers you to the table and sits you down, tying a bib on you despite your pitiful attempts at protesting. “You’ve all been so kind to me since I got here.”
She gives you a smile and hums cheerfully as she briefly enters the kitchen and returns with the source of the smell you’ve been trying to think of how to broach the topic of. You were expecting some kind of pony knockoff like damn near everything else around here had been, but closer inspection points rather strongly to this being the real deal. Cutting open the item in question releases even more of that heavenly scent and also reveals the faintly pink insides that effectively kill all doubt that you’re digging into the genuine article.
“Oh um… thank… you… Miss Shy.” you stumble awkwardly as you hesitantly take a bite of the steak. It is just as delicious as you’d feared, tender and finely seasoned and cooked as if the product of years of experience. The conversations you remember having with the local cattle somehow don’t make the experience quite as disturbing at the way Fluttershy stares at you while you try to eat. You don’t even realize that you finished until her sweet, gentle voice breaks you out of the thrall of perturbation you’ve been in.
“Seconds?”
