Chapter 37

A week had passed since the night with the two girls. Life went on as usual, going out to train in the middle of the night every few days and going to work during the day like other normal people. It was always a slow time at my work in the middle of the summer, so I was able to leave work early fairly often to go visit Fluttershy at the shelter before we headed home…and on occasion, I would even go see Rarity some days if I got out early enough.

They were always happy to see me when I showed up, and I enjoyed watching them struggle to maintain their professionalism in front of their co-workers and customers…it was obvious by the looks in their eyes that they wanted to wrap their arms around me and kiss me like there was no tomorrow when they saw me walk in their door.

They were no different with each other, sometimes one would visit the other after work before they headed home for the night…on one occasion, Fluttershy came home an hour later than usual, and after a bit of prying she finally told me that she’d gotten Rarity to close up a few minutes early so they could spend almost an hour in the back room getting hot and heavy with each other.

It didn’t bother me at all, in fact I thought it was cute that they were a bit like Fluttershy and me when we first got together…not that it was much different now anyway. That’s not to say, however, that I didn’t find it strange…not in a bad way, I just wasn’t sure what to make of a situation like this. The two of them being intimate without me around never made me jealous in any way, mostly because I knew very well that they both felt the same way about me as they did for each other, and they both knew how I felt about them. It was no secret that I loved Fluttershy as much as a person possibly could, but I also knew, even though I hadn’t said it to either of them yet, that I loved Rarity as well…and it didn’t take a mind reader like Sunset to know that she loved me back, just as she did Fluttershy.

It was now Thursday, and not a single car had rolled into the parking lot at the shop for hours and the old man finally told me I might as well call it a day, so I hopped into my truck and headed for the animal shelter to see my girlfriend. I didn’t bother to check my phone as I left, so I didn’t see the text she had sent me.

When I walked into the place, I met her business partner in the front room, examining a young kitten on the table that looked like it had been mauled by something out in the wild. He greeted me, then directed me to Fluttershy’s office when I asked where she was after he and I had some small talk with each other for a moment.

I walked along the back hall amongst the empty ages stacked along the walls to her office, then opened the door to find her seated behind her paper-covered desk, leaning on the desktop with her face in her hands.

I paused when I saw her, noticing that something seemed wrong. “Hey…you OK?” I asked, as I closed the door behind me.

She looked up suddenly, she had a look of worry in her eyes for a second before she realized I was there, then she got up and came around the desk to wrap me in her arms in a tight hug.

I hugged her back for a second, wondering why she looked so worried. “What’s up?” I asked her.

She didn’t move for a moment, then she finally loosened her grip on me and looked into my eyes. “Um, w-we’re doing a fundraiser…Jeff and I talked about it…to be able to pay for some new equipment that he needs and w-we’re going to renovate the back room into a proper O.R. so he can do more invasive medical interventions on the animals that n-need it.”

Fluttershy’s partner, Jeff, was a licensed veterinarian who had graduated a few years prior to buying the shelter in partnership with her. His love of animals, which was just as strong to hers, was the reason he decided to leave his previous position and take on the less lucrative job of caring for the homeless and injured animals of Canterlot.

The shelter was not equipped to handle major surgeries or interventions for animals that arrived in poor condition, and as a result, many had been lost due to the fact that they had to transport the animal to an actual veterinarian to be looked after. Jeff had high hopes to equip the shelter with the items necessary to avoid having to send out animals, reducing the risk of further unnecessary loss of life…something that always broke Fluttershy’s heart when it happened.

“Well, that’s great.” I replied. “You guys will be able to-“

She shook her head. “He suggested that my high school got involved to help with the f-fundraiser by having the students sell candy b-bars or something…and he called the school already, w-without me knowing…”

I nodded. “Uh-huh…”

“And they w-want us to do at presentation at an assembly…” she continued.

“Yeah, well that’s great that they’re willing to help.” I said, noticing her eyes getting wider.

“They w-want…me to do it.” She said quietly.

I looked at her for a minute before I realized what her problem was. “They want you?...to do a talk in front of the whole school?”

She nodded frantically, her pupils shrinking into little dots.

“Why can’t Jeff do it since it was his idea?” I asked, starting to feel nervous for her. I knew how shy she was…the thought of doing this must have had her petrified.

She shook her head. “Jeff wants me to do it because I w-went to school there…and Principal Celestia and Vice-Principal Luna want me to do it too…”

I scowled at the name Celestia. “Isn’t that the name that Sunset mentioned while we were having sex with her? Why in the hell would she be talking about her old Principal during that?”

“I’m SO nervous…” she said, snapping me out of my thoughts. “I’ll b-be…in front of everyone…t-talking…” she whispered, her voice getting higher with each word. “Th-the very thought of standing up in front of all those students makes me so...so...EEP!”

I chewed my bottom lip as I thought about my girlfriend’s dilemma, looking at her desk as she rested her head on my shoulder again, noticing all of the papers that covered her workstation…it was so different seeing her here, at home she was such a light-hearted and kind individual, as well as a borderline sex addict behind the scenes, but here, she had so many responsibilities. It was unusual for me to see her at that desk, signing forms, paying bills, writing memos, reading legal documents…I knew I had to do something to help her calm down. She had so much on her plate here already without having to deal with something like standing in front of nine hundred students…all listening to her every word.

I needed help. I could teach her to be a killing machine like it was nothing, but things like this weren’t my forte. I pulled out my phone as I kissed her on the temple, looking down my side, typing with one hand.

ME: Hey, is it OK for me and Flutters to stop by in a bit?

RARITY: Sure thing! Are you two up for another round again after last week?

ME: No actually, Flutters has a problem.

RARITY: What is the matter?

ME: Too much for me to text. We'll talk when we get there.

RARITY: OK, I will be home very soon. See you then! Ta-ta!

ME: Later.

I started to put my phone in my pocket, then I paused for a moment as a smirk appeared on my face. Then I started typing again.

ME: Actually, stand-by on the sex...let's not rule anything out.

RARITY: LOL, you devil. ;)

After wrapping up a few more things on her desk, Fluttershy and I hopped in my truck and headed for Rarity’s. She sat in the middle seat, resting her head on my shoulder, like we did that day we headed home from the beach…the same day the girls all found out about my long, long past. I was thinking about that day as we drove to Rarity’s, not even considering how the evening ahead was about to play out.

*****

Once we got to Rarity’s, we explained the situation to her. She listened intently, showing genuine concern for her friend’s worries. I knew Rarity would be the person to see; she could calm Fluttershy down better than I ever could. She’d known her longer and understood how the shy girl felt, and she seemed to be able to get her in a place of comfort with relative ease.

“When is this presentation, darling?” Rarity asked, sitting in her big purple chair in the front room.

Fluttershy and I were sitting on the couch. “Um, it’s the second week of school…”

Rarity daintily waved her hand. “Oh my, darling! That’s over a month from now, you’ll have plenty of time to prepare.”

Fluttershy rubbed her arm as she let her head hang down, her hair hiding her face. “How am I going to prepare for this? I can barely talk to a single stranger, let alone in front of the whole school…”

“Pish posh, darling! You are going to be brilliant! Think of it as part of your training, anything that you can learn to overcome will only make you stronger.” Rarity said, trying to bolster her friend’s confidence.

Fluttershy looked up at her.

Rarity shifted to one side of her chair, then patted the space next to her. “Come sit here.” She said.

Fluttershy slowly got up and squeezed into the chair next to the fashionista. Rarity wrapped her arms around the shy girl, planting a big kiss on her cheek, then nuzzling their cheeks together. Fluttershy giggled a bit as she closed her eyes, enjoying the embrace of her friend.

Rarity started whispering to Fluttershy. I had to lean in to hear what she was saying. “Just imagine, Fluttershy…all those young boys will be looking at a gorgeous lady like you up there…you’re going to have them all so hot and bothered…”

Fluttershy giggled more as Rarity continued. “They’ll be listening to your sweet voice…looking at your long legs…my goodness, there won’t be a soft cock in that entire gymnasium, darling… “

I shook my head. “Wow, what a tactic.”

"When that assembly is done," Rarity continued, "all those boys are gonna rush out of there to the bathrooms to bust one off into the toilets..."

Fluttershy let out a high pithed giggle like I've never heard her do before. She was blushing darkly now, too. “Oh Rare, you’re so crazy sometimes…”

“Do you feel better?” Rarity asked, to which Fluttershy nodded. “Would you like some of that raspberry lemon kombucha?”

Fluttershy looked excited. “Oh! You got some more?”

Rarity nodded, then turned to me. “Oh Golds, darling; could you be a dear and bring your lovely girlfriends each a glass of the pink kombucha that’s in my fridge, please?”

I smiled at her. “Sure…you got her calmed down. You’ve earned it.” I got up and headed up the stairway in the corner to the upper hall that led to her kitchen. As I walked, my eyebrows furrowed at bit as I thought about something she just said. “Did she just say girlfriends? As in plural?” I cocked an eyebrow as I rounded the corner into her kitchen. I got two glasses out of the cupboard and set them on the counter, then opened the fridge, looking for whatever-the-hell-that-shit-was-called.

I found a large plastic jug full of pink liquid with a twist-on top. I picked it up by the lid to take it out of the fridge, but as soon as I had it past the shelf, the lid -- which was only screwed on about half a turn -- came off, letting the jug fall to the tile floor.

“Damn it, Rare!” I whispered, as I bent down to pick up the jug and began to fill both of the glasses.

I could hear something splattering on the ground, so I turned to look, finding a steady stream of the juice dripping from the jug. I frowned and lifted it above my head to look at the bottom, and sure enough, it was cracked from the fall.

The liquid immediately started running down my arm, inside my shirt and down into my armpit before I could quickly lower the jug again. “Aw! Fuck sakes,” I cursed, setting the jug in the sink to continue leaking itself away.

I picked up the glasses and brought them back to the front room to the girls, already starting to feel my hands and arm getting sticky from the juice that had leaked all over me. I handed them the glasses when I got back to the chair.

Fluttershy started to sip the beverage as Rarity scowled at the feel of the sticky glass in her hand.

“Why is the glass so sticky, darling?” she asked, switching the glass to her other hand and brushing her fingertips together.

“That shit’s all over my hand, the jug started leaking after I dropped it on the floor.” I replied, starting to turn to go back to clean up the mess.

Rarity’s eyes went wide as she gasped. “You dropped it? How did you manage that?”

I turned back to her. “Next time, put the lid on tight! Don’t just set it on.”

She rolled her eyes. “Oh darling, just be more careful next time,” she giggled.

I shrugged. “That’s fine. It’s your loss, not mine.”

Rarity paused. “What do you mean? How much is left?”

“Probably none.” I answered. “ Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to clean up your kitchen…then I gotta this crap outta my armpit.” I turned to head back to the kitchen.

Fluttershy started laughing softly at me as Rarity raised her eyebrows.

“There’s none left?? Darling, that stuff is very expensive!” she complained.

I turned back around, making a twisting motion with my wrist. “Put the lid on tight then! You're immortal, you should know better...”

“Don’t worry, Rare…I’ll get you some more.” Fluttershy promised, giving me a wink.

Rarity waved her off. “Oh it’s OK, sweetie…I was only kidding. I like giving him a hard time, since he likes giving them to me so much.” she said with a giggle and a wink as I looked back at her.

I turned back and headed back up the short staircase.

“Thanks for the drink…” Fluttershy called out softly.

“Yes, thank you darling!” Rarity followed.

“No problem.” I replied from the upper hall. “Except for the problem…”

I cleaned up the kitchen with some wet towels, then headed for Rarity’s bathroom, which was through the doorway just beside the kitchen area. I had to take my shirt off and use a wash cloth to clean the sticky substance off of me, which proved to be quite stubborn, especially in my armpit. I was half considering just hopping on the shower, but I figured all the grime from being at work would end up all over Rarity’s spotless tub, which would probably cause her to have a giant shit-fit, so I just continued with the wet cloth as the girls sat in the front room, giggling and enjoying their beverages.

It probably took me almost twenty minutes to get satisfactorily clean…if there’s one thing I hate, it’s being sticky. There’s no immortality against that. I was just putting my shirt back on, hoping it wouldn’t be too sticky when I got a message on my phone. I reached into my pocket to take the device out when I got a second message.

“Whoa, slow down…” I thought as I looked at the screen.

FLUTTERSHY: Do it.

I furrowed my eyebrows as I stared at the message. “What?” Then I looked at the other message.

RARITY: Go for it.

I tilted my head. “What the hell?” I whispered out loud as I grabbed the doorknob to open the door. “Those probably weren't supposed to be for me...” I thought as I opened the bathroom door to head back to the front room to ask them about the messages.

When I went to step out of the bathroom, I looked up from my phone and was caught off guard by one of the other girls standing in the hall. I looked at her for a second before I snapped myself out of the surprise of seeing her there.

“Uh…Hi.” I finally said. “I didn’t know you were here…”

She smiled somewhat nervously. “Yeah…I got here like fifteen minutes ago.” She explained.

I nodded, then I started wondering why she was standing by the door like that. I pointed with my thumb over my shoulder into the bathroom. “Did you need in here?”

Her eyebrows went up as she shook her head quickly. “Oh, uh…no. I’m actually here to see you.”

“Me?” I frowned in confusion.

She fidgeted with her fingers a bit as she spoke. “I was talking to Fluttershy just now…about what she said at dinner a few weeks ago.”

I shook my head. “Which dinner?”

She took a deep breath. “When she was talking about us all becoming immortal…and we all said no...”

I stared at her. “Right…”

She shrugged innocently. “I kind of…changed my mind…”

I suddenly felt butterflies in my stomach. “…You have GOT to be kidding me…”