"Rarity, he muttered to me 'Help,'" Twilight exclaims to her friend. "Something is going on. I know it. Now are you going to come help me or not?"

The white unicorn pauses, studying her friend.

"Really?" she says, her ears twitching. "That certainly does sound odd. I suppose it wouldn't hurt to go check things out."

"Then, let's go. I have a bad feeling about this whole ordeal," Twilight says, turning to exit the store, her friend following behind.

You place a hand on the floor and slowly rise to your feet.

"What did we learn?" Fluttershy says.

"Don't talk to the other ponies."

"What was that?"

"Don't talk to the other ponies, master."

"Good boy," Fluttershy says happily, trotting around you and pressing a hoof against the blistering burns on your face. You whince as you feel something solid move under the skin, as if something internal fractured. "Now look what you made me do. I hurt your handsome face... This is all your fault, you know that?"

"This was my fault," you mutter.

"Then, apologize."

"I'm sorry, master," you stutter, a tear burning against your flesh as it rolls down your cheek. You rise to your feet. "I'll clean up this mess I made."

"Yes, you will," Fluttershy says. "And in the mean time, I'll do some damage control."

As Rarity and Twilight trot towards Fluttershy's cottage, they slow when they notice the front door opening. Out pops the head of dear old Fluttershy, a smile drawn on her face and humming a simple tune as she closes the door behind her.

"Well, here we are," Rarity says. "Now what?"

"Just follow my lead. We aren't sure what we are looking for, so just act natural."

"Fair, but if nothing is going on, I'll be the first to say 'I told you so.'"

"Hi girls!" chimes the voice of Fluttershy as she grows near. "Isn't it just a lovely day?"

"Hey Fluttershy," Twilight says in a sing-song voice. "It certainly is! Rarity and I were just on a little stroll to enjoy it. Would you like to join us? We were in the neighborhood, and figured we'd extend the invitation."

Fluttershy shakes her head while raising a hoof.

"I really appreciate it girls, but I'm afraid Anon and I are going to be having dinner soon."

"You know!" Rarity chimes in. "I haven't had a thing to eat all day. Fluttershy, I hope I'm not being rude, but would you mind if we joined you for dinner? It's such a long walk back to Ponyville, and I'd love the company, compared to being in my work room all day."

"Oooh," Fluttershy says in a disappointed tone. "See, tonight is sort of... a date night, for Anon and I. It's a very special dinner. I-I hope it wouldn't be too selfish of me to refuse. I've been looking forward to this all week."

"Oh not at all," Rarity says, looking to Twilight. "I'd sure hate to interrupt something like a date night that I'm sure the two of you have been working very hard on."

"Oh yes!" Fluttershy says as Twilight frowns to Rarity. "It's always stressful to plan a date night. You always want to make sure everything is perfect and-"

"You know what? I'm sorry for this," Twilight says.

Then with a great flash of purple energy, the purple pony disappears.

You do your best to mop up the puddles of hot oil on the ground, but it leaves a bright shine of grease on the tile floor. After it looks like you've done more harm than good to the finish, you pick up the food particles then turn to the door. With a bright flash of purple light, you turn to find Twilight Sparkle standing inside Fluttershy's home. She turns and locks the door, then sighs.

"I hope she'll forgive me for this, I have to-" But Twilight stops mid-sentence as she turns to you. You quickly wipe the dripping blood from your nose and look away. "Oh my Celestia, Anon! What happened?"

"You need to go," you say. "It'll just get worse."

"No, I'm not letting this happen."

Twilight trots towards you, lays a hoof on you, then with another great flash of light, the world around you vanishes.

The next months flew by. Twilight helped you file a suit against Fluttershy, and Authorities were able to trace the burned skin from your face to burned skin on the frying pan. It was open/shut assault and abduction. Fluttershy was placed on probationary activity, given that she only leave her home for Official Friendship Business for the Princess of Frienship. A permanent restaining order was placed on her for Anon. And in the mean time, you stayed in Twilight's Home. Living with Twilight Sparkle was weird, but you began to grow used to it.

When you received the settlement money you decide it's time to finally regain your life. To take control. To get your life back once more. So now she sits in front of you, serving you a nice tall stack of pancakes.

"Hey Twilight, can we talk about something?"

"Of course, Anon," she says, levitating a stack of food to Spike's place for when he woke up. "What's up?"

"Well, it's just. It's been a few months now, since everything settled down. I really appreciate what you've done for me and everything, but I think it's about that time that I head on my way and begin to rebuild."

Twilight pauses in place.

"You're going to go... out there?"

"Yeah," you say. "Well, I mean. While I appreciate everything you've done for me, I mean, except for court stuff, I haven't even left this place. I'd love to begin to rebuild my life again. Ya know?"

Twilight turns quietly, then moves toward you.

"Anon, you can't go out there. You'll just get hurt again."

"I, what?" you say, rising to your feet.

"Anon, I can't allow you to put yourself in a place that you can be hurt again. Stay here. With me. I'll take care of you. I promise."

"Uh, Twilight?" You say, taking a step back. "You're beginning to worry me."

"I'm worried about you all the time," Twilight says. "I love you, Anon."

Her horn glows, and you feel your left ankle give out. You fall and hit the corner of your head on the dining room table.

"I'll just have to show you some tough love. Don't worry, Anon," Twilight purrs, moving closer to you. "I'll take care of you. You won't need anypony else."