Pony’s Best Friend: Chapter 2

“Your… what now?”
The Rabbit sighed in irritation.
“My waifu. Fluttershy. You were getting rather comfy with her, and I can’t say I appreciate that.”
The Wolf, confused at the whole situation, decided to just roll with it.
“Look, pal. I didn’t mean to horde in on your girl. But the lady said she wants me to stay, and I am a gentlewolf. Probably. Besides, she helped me with my injuries, so I think I owe her some polite-ness, at the very least.”
The Rabbit narrowed his eyes.
“I don’t think you get my drift here, furball. I’m telling you to beat it, or else.”
Now the Wolf was becoming rather aggravated.
“Who are you calling furball, small fry? I ain’t leaving and that’s final. Now back off before I get impatient with Fluttershy and decide to eat you instead.” The Wolf laid his head back down on the soft blanket and closed his eyes. The Rabbit hopped over to him and, with his powerful hind legs, delivered a swift kick to the Wolf’s nose, eliciting a startled yelp.
“GET. LOST.” The rabbit said, his voice stone cold.
The Wolf rose to his feet and growled. “You wanna’ tussle, shorty?!”
The Rabbit puffed up his chest. “Bring it on, fuzz brain!”
What followed was a fight sequence so cartoony that the author was rather unsure how to properly convey just how cartoony it actually was. Just assume it involved the Wolf and the Rabbit fighting for like, five minutes in a big dust cloud thing with various sound effects added in.
Mid-way through the fight, Fluttershy re-entered the living room with a bag of dog chow held in her mouth. She gasped, dropping the bag, and ran over to break up the fight.
“Both of you please stop!” She shouted.
The dust cloud dissipated abruptly with the Rabbit frozen in the air midway through a kick to the Wolf’s gut. Both of their eyes turned to Fluttershy. The Wolf, in a panic, pointed a paw at the rabbit.
“He started it.”
The rabbit gave him a cold glare. “And I plan on ending it.”
Fluttershy stared both of them down until they began to cower. “Angel, shame on you. Mister Wolf is our guest, and I expect you to treat him as such.”
The Wolf snickered at the somewhat effeminate name. “Yeah, Angel. Shame on you.”
Fluttershy then turned her mega-stare onto the Wolf. “And Mister Wolf, you should know better than to pick fights.”
I should? What are you? My mother?
Noticing the Wolf’s skepticism, Fluttershy intensified her stare, causing the Wolf to cower once more.
“Okay, okay, geez,” he turned to Angel. “I’m sorry Angel. I didn’t mean to pick a fight.”
Angel huffed in response. “Sorry I mistreated you, I guess.”
Fluttershy ended her stare and smiled. “Good boys. Now, Mister Wolf, I found some dog food a friend of mine gave to me. Please try it.” She grabbed a nearby bowl and poured some of the brown chunks into it. The Wolf gave it a cautionary sniff, then backed off slightly.
“Not gonna lie to you, Miss Fluttershy, that stuff smells awful.”
Fluttershy seemed confused by this. “That’s strange; the bag says it’s the number one rated dog food in Equestria.” She looked over the bag and noticed a small line of directions. “Oh, silly me. I forgot to add water.” She fluttered back into the kitchen and quickly returned with a small pitcher of water in her mouth. She emptied some of the pitcher’s contents into the bowl, then pushed it towards the Wolf. Again, he gave it a cautionary sniff.
“Say, that smells way better now.” He lowered his muzzle into the bowl and took a bite. His tail began wagging. “Hot dang! No idea what it’s supposed to taste like, but it’s good!”
Fluttershy flashed her award-winning smile once again. “Oh, I’m so relieved.” She turned to Angel. “I’ll be right back, Angel. I’m sure you’d like a carrot from the garden.”
Angel gave a small nod. “Yes, I would. Thank you.”
Fluttershy exited through the back door, once again leaving Angel and the Wolf alone. Taking a pause from his meal, the Wolf cleared his throat. “Okay, so… maybe we got off on the wrong paw here. Wanna try starting over?”
Angel glanced up at him with annoyed eyes, but decided to comply. “Fine. My name is Angel Bunny, Angel for short. I have been living with Fluttershy my entire life and she means the world to me. Your turn.”
The Wolf took another quick bite of his meal. “Well, my name is… something, probably. In case you didn’t hear Fluttershy mention it, I have amnesia. No idea who I am, where I’m from, or even when I was born. All I know is that last night I was attacked by some giant lion thing in the forest and ran my butt over here.” Another bite. “By the way, what was it you called Fluttershy earlier? Your wifey or something?”
“Waifu.”
“Right, that. Is that like, ancient bunny language for mother or something?”
Angel was taken aback. “Of course not! It’s Neighponese for wife.”
The Wolf raised an eyebrow. “Wife? You sure, pal?”
Angel nodded. “Sure I’m sure. She cooks my meals, bathes me, tucks me into bed at night…” The Wolf gave him a blank stare.
“You are describing a mother to me.” Angel gave him an angry look.
“Just because she’s motherly does not make her my mother, alright?!”
The Wolf rolled his eyes. “Alright, buddy, whatever you say.”
A moment of silence passed.
“Say, what’s Neighponese?” The Wolf asked.
“The language spoken in Neighpon,” Angel replied.
“And… what’s Neighpon?”
Angel started to become aggravated again. “A small island community on the east end of Equestria.”
“And… what’s Equestria?”
Now Angel wore the blank stare. “You really are clueless, aren’t you?”
The Wolf had finished his bowl of food. “Hi, amnesia? Where have you been for the past three minutes?”
Another silent minute passed, and Fluttershy re-entered, carrot in teeth. “Sorry I took so long, Angel. I saw a groundhog outside and got kind of lost in conversation.”
Angel hopped over to Fluttershy and claimed his prize. “As long as I have my carrot, I’m content,” he quipped as he began nibbling.
Fluttershy turned to the Wolf. “Oh, you finished it already? Good! Now, I think it’s a good time for a little bath, Mister Wolf.” The Wolf raised an eyebrow, and then leaned over to Angel.
“You sure she ain’t your mother?”
Angel nodded quickly and resumed his nibbling. The Wolf shrugged and followed Fluttershy upstairs. He stole one last look at Angel before he disappeared beneath the stairs.
He is in so much denial it’s almost not funny. Almost. The Wolf quietly snickered to himself as Fluttershy opened the door to the bathroom and motioned towards the tub.