‘What in the world am I doing?’ wondered Fluttershy, not for the first time or even the second or third times, as she parked her pink Volkswagen beetle in the parking lot of the Burger Joint. Ordinarily, she wouldn’t be seen dead in a place like that in a million years. Getting out of her car she checked the lock twice to make sure her door was secure. When she saw that almost all the other vehicles in the lot had at least one headlight smashed and dents in the body work, she checked her door a third time.

‘Oh dear…’ it was then that she realised there were no working street lights or security cameras nearby either. And it was starting to get dark. Well, dusk, but that was plenty dark enough. ‘Why does she have to finish at seven?’ Fluttershy hadn’t taken more than one step when the sound of a fox in the bins made her jump out of her skin.

Composing herself, she smoothed her white tee shirt down and checked the inside pocket of her pink jacket. When she felt the can of mace, she breathed easier and thanked the lord that she thought to bring it with her. This was not an area of Canterville suburbs she frequented, at all.

Squaring her shoulders, she marched up to the diner and once there, her nerve almost faltered again. A few of the wooden slats that made up the façade were missing, two of the windows were smashed and boarded up and the U and E of Burger Joint were missing altogether. When she saw the flashing neon sign of a head smoking a burger like it was a joint, Fluttershy realised how the place earned its name.

Coinky Dink World, it was most definitely not.

‘I can do this…’ she told herself as she stood at the door with her hand on the handle. ‘I can do this…’ she had to tell herself that three more times though before she had the nerve to actually open the door and step inside. Inside it was no better. It looked to Fluttershy like it hadn’t been decorated in forever. Stains dotted the walls, chairs had holes in their upholstery. She was amazed there wasn’t sawdust on the floor.

However, unsavory the place was, she was focused on the serving counter. Specifically, she was focused on the woman behind it. Adagio Dazzle was stood in her faded and stained blue uniform taking an order from three grungy youths, the like of which Fluttershy had never seen before. Her pet looked dead on her feet as she watched her slouch off to get the fries, burgers and drinks to make up the order.

Taking a deep breath, Fluttershy blocked out the smell and, when the youths departed with their order, she put on her dragon slayer face and marched with purpose and resolve up to the counter. Thankfully there was no line she had to wait in. She stepped up and noticed, with a degree of sympathy, that even though Adagio looked at her, she wasn’t seeing her. “Is your beef GMO free?” she asked after perusing the worn old menu for a moment.

At the sound of that unmistakable voice, Adagio blinked once then twice and finally her hollow deadened eyes recognised her. “Fluttershy!?” she hissed, “What the hell are you doing here?”

Staring at her pet, Fluttershy raised an eyebrow in the most Applejack way it was possible for her to do. “I'm here to get something to eat.”

Internally, Adagio facepalmed, hard. Why else would she be there? “Oh...right, yeah...but...here?” she blushed, as the diner was one of the very last places she ever wanted Fluttershy to see. “Um...GMO free?” she repeated the question, “I'm not a hundred percent convinced it's beef, let alone GMO free…”

“Well then,” Fluttershy countered, not to be dissuaded now she was actually in the place, “Do you fry the fish in separate oil from the fries?”

Adagio was about to respond with another dollop of sarcasm, but then she noticed her boss was looking at her. Jeez she hated him with a passion. Vastly overweight, the guy was like three massive sausages stuffed into a much too small blue uniform that was literally made of stains. Still, he paid her wages. “Yes Ma'am,” she forced herself to be professional, “I do.”

“I'll have a fish sandwich with cheese, medium fries, and vanilla shake then, please.”

“Yes Ma'am. If you take a seat, I'll bring it over for you when it’s ready.” As soon as Fluttershy paid and received her change, Adagio ignored the glare of her boss and got to work making up Fluttershy’s order. At least she only had thirty minutes to go till her shift was done. Fifteen minutes later and the ex-siren bought her order over to where Fluttershy was sat, at a booth seat far away from anyone else there. “Here's your order, Ma'am.”

“Thank you,” Fluttershy treated the obviously exhausted looking woman a warm smile.

“How did you find this place anyway? I never told you where it was.”

After surveying her meal, such as it was, Fluttershy carefully selected and unleashed eye roll number five for the minor infraction. “You do have sisters, you know.”

“Damn them...” Adagio muttered darkly and she sighed before slumping down into the seat as the other shift workers started to do the end of day cleaning up stuff. Nobody bothered that she was sat down not doing her bit, not that she gave a damn either way. “Well, Ma'am, now you've seen it. Enjoy.”

“Actually, I saw your uniform when I was looking in your closet.” Fluttershy confessed with a giggle, “A quick look online showed there was only one diner called the Burger Joint in the city.”

“Oh, I see,” Adagio held her chin on palm of her hand, “Yeah, only one Burger Joint…” she muttered not quite under her breath, “One too many.”

“Why are you here then?” asked Fluttershy after she had taken a bite of her fish sandwich. While it wasn’t by any means revolting, it wasn’t something she’d bother to leave a review about, either.

Hearing that, Adagio levelled a hollowed deadened stare at Fluttershy. “Electricity isn't free you know. Neither is the water or the gas or the food.” She then let out a deep sigh, “I'm sorry, Flutter...Ms. Fluttershy, but bills don't pay themselves and without my magic, I have no other way to keep that shitty roof I call a house over my head.”

“This isn't the only fast food place in this part of town.” If Fluttershy was bothered by the look she was given, she gave no sign of it. She just pointed out what she knew to be true. “There's a diner just down the street,” she shrugged, “About the same kind of ambiance as this place though.”

Adagio’s deadpan expression remained firmly on her face. “It was either burger flipper or prostitute, and there are thinner and better looking hookers than me.” She then shrugged her shoulders like Fluttershy had just done. Of course, she was aware of the other place down the road. But that bought its own issues, as she explained, “This place was the only place around here that didn't ask any questions or want ID stuff.”

Thoughtfully, Fluttershy tapped her chin with her index finger, “I hadn't thought of that. I guess ‘inter-dimensional villain’ isn't much of a job resume.” She leant in close and smiled, “Makes for a cute kitten, though.”

Adagio blushed hard and, when she heard the word ‘villain’, she bristled, her deadpan look giving way to frustrated anger. “Villain?” she hissed loudly, “Villain! Everyone assumes that we...I, were villains! We were sirens. We were doing what it was in our nature to do, like the fox that hunts the chicken. Is he a villain?”

“If it’s from my chicken coop, then yes.” Fluttershy answered after a moment’s thought as she ate the rest of her fish sandwich, “Villains are lazy.” Then, she got curious and had to stop herself from giggling because she was doing a very Twilight thing right then. “Was the way you 'fed' the only way, or the lazy way?”

“Yes and no,” Adagio replied. “Regular food can and does feed the body, but absorbing magical energy is the only way for a siren to properly feed. Our gems turned negative energy into sustenance that doesn't just feed us bodily, it nourishes the soul.”

“I don't know as much as I thought I did, then.” Fluttershy said as she made a start on her fries, “I don't mind the fox his meal as long as it is in the wild where they live. I guess, to you, all of us were living in the wild.”

Adagio’s deadpan, morose tone returned in full force. “All of you would have been tended to and cared for like a farmer cares for his cattle.” When she spoke, she wasn’t really looking at Fluttershy, instead she was focused on something she couldn’t see, her voice monotone. “We'd done it before for centuries, but that was like living on dregs. When we sensed the Equestrian magic here, it was like having a four course meal placed in front of us.”

Suddenly curious, Fluttershy played with the geode that hung around her neck. “What does this feel like to you?”

“May I touch it?”

In answer to that, Fluttershy simply took it off and handed it over the table and placed it in Adagio’s open palm. “Sure.”

While Fluttershy slurped at her vanilla shake – and watched Adagio like a hawk – the ex-siren held the unremarkable looking white stone in her hands, she weighed it from one palm to the other, she sniffed it and she even licked it. Presently she was satisfied. “It literally reeks of home. It's not Equestrian by design, but it tastes of Equestrian magic. Natural, old style magic. Not the sort of magic ponies use. If you held a gun to my head, I'd say it was centaur in origin.”

“Like the Greek mythology?”

“Yes,” Adagio waved her hand lazily in the air, she knew the humans had myths about creatures that were commonplace back home, but surely they couldn’t be one and the same, could they? “Something like that. I don't know how this ended up here, but it's got powerful magic in it, alright.”

Delicately, Fluttershy took the geode back and placed it safely back around her neck. “I know, I can use it.”

“It lets you talk to the animals, right?” asked Adagio, who didn’t need to see Fluttershy nod to know the answer. She wasn’t a genius, but it didn’t take one to work it out. “Before you ask, all magic leaves traces. Unicorn magic, pegasus magic and so on feels different to each other. That's Equestrian, but it feels different to equine magic I remember.”

“Um, well I know two unicorns, but I guess this is pegasus magic in this geode?”

“Maybe,” Adagio shrugged. Maybe it was pegasus magic, maybe it wasn’t. Maybe it was centaur, maybe it was equine, maybe she was entirely wrong, and her assessment wasn’t worth shit. She really did not know and nor did she particularly care. “You ready to get out of here or what?”

Quickly, Fluttershy finished the remnants of her fries and she took her vanilla milk shake to go. In truth she was very, very eager to get out of this dive and not ever come back. “Is it okay if I drive you home?”

Another shrug of her shoulders and Adagio got up from the booth seat. Like Fluttershy, she was more than ready to get out and go home. “Sure, though I apologize in advance for stinking up your car.”

Fluttershy didn’t know what Adagio meant until they were outside in the fresh air. Then, she realised that she stank to high heaven of grease, fries and burgers. In the little pink beetle, the smell was considerably worse. Even winding down a window didn’t help. Much. “Not as bad as Flower when she was scared by a really loud horn,” Fluttershy grinned, although Flower was a skunk.

“Thank you, Ma'am,” Adagio started the conversation when the car started off, “For the surprise. It really was good to see you.”

The conversation was light and flowing and after a short drive, they pulled up outside Adagio’s house. Fluttershy got out first and then she let Adagio out, though she didn’t use a leash on her collar this time. “Is my kitty too tired to play?” she asked when she saw her try and fail to hide a yawn.

“No, Ms. Fluttershy!” Adagio answered quickly on the dark sidewalk beside the adorably pink beetle. After the extremely dull and mediocre yesterday – Monday always sucked donkey ass though, Adagio was sure it was a universal rule – and the incredibly dull day she had just endured, she was ready to be a kitten again. “I'd really, really like to play!”

Reaching into her car, Fluttershy grabbed her backpack from the back seat and hefted it onto her shoulder. “I'd really, really like to play too!” she giggled and walked around her car so she could give her a skritch of the ears, “With my lovely kitty, Jubilee.”

“Hmmmmmm!” thanks to being really in the mood to play, Adagio was in the process of unbuttoning her blue uniform top on the way to the door. She wasn’t even waiting to get inside.

Giving Adagio an approving smile, Fluttershy walked ahead of her kitten and used her key to open the door. “Welcome home, my pretty kitty.” She then flicked on the room light and drew the curtains closed. Her kitten was for her to see, not anyone else. Not yet, at any rate.

“Thank you, Ma'am,” as soon as she was inside her house and standing in her living room, Adagio wasted no time at all in stripping all the way down to her skin. She hurriedly removed her unbuttoned top and all but threw it to the floor. Next she unhooked her skirt and allowed it to fall around her ankles. Last to be removed were her comfortable flat shoes. Again, she wasn’t wearing any underwear.

When Fluttershy saw that her beautiful pet was standin in just her yellow collar, she ran her finger appreciatively around it until she touched the buckle at the back. “My pretty Jubilee has excellent fashion sense! I don't think Rarity could have done better,” she placed a tender kiss on the bridge of her nose and then she sat on the couch but, instead of patting the seat beside her, she tapped her foot on the floor between the couch and coffee table.

That was all it took for Adagio to literally glow with the praise she received and without further ado she was straight down on her hands and knees where she stood. Then, she crawled over and nuzzled Fluttershy's legs before kneeling up between them. “Meow!” She watched as Fluttershy opened up her bag and pulled out a pair of kitty mitts, the fur of which matched her skin colour, but the pads were pink. Adagio could see that they were designed so that only the very tips of the fingers could extend from the mitten like paw, and there was no thumb. “Ma'am...those are beautiful!”

When Adagio obediently held out her hands, without having to be told, Fluttershy placed them over her hands and fastened them securely around her wrists. Then, she affectionately petted her kitten’s head. “Don't claw the furniture.”

“No Ma’am,” Adagio saw that there were no claws with the mitts, so she playfully stroked her owner’s legs instead. Next out of the bag was a pair of kitten style socks. The cotton fabric was the color of Adagio's skin and, like the mitts, the pads were also pink. Before she had to be ordered to, Adagio rolled onto her back and lifted up her feet to aid with the putting on of the socks.

As she slipped the socks over Adagio’s feet and secured them just above her ankles, Fluttershy took a good hard look at what was being presented to her. She liked what she saw, particularly the chubby pudgy belly and her pussy’s pussy. “I would ask that you have me remove the socks before you use the litter box,” she giggled, “Saves on laundry.”

On her back, Adagio had seen the look that her owner had just given her, so she made sure to keep her legs spread so that everything was on show, belly and all. “I understand, Ma'am.”

As a reward for her good behavior, Fluttershy treated her kitten to tummy rubs. Hard and firm tummy rubs that jiggled all her belly up and down. “Is there anything else that might make my pretty kitty feel even more beautiful?”

“If I could have a tail, Ms. Fluttershy,” Adagio said in between loud and pleasured purrs, “I would be a pretty kitty.”

“Oh,” Fluttershy beamed out a wide smile down at her kitten, “Will a tail be enough, or maybe you’d like something more?” to encourage her pet to give the ‘right’ answer, she gave her right handed ear skritches along with the belly rubs.

“I...I...ooooooh!” Adagio gave up her attempt to speak and simply moaned happily as her chubby belly was rubbed like Fluttershy was rubbing it. She had been self-conscious ever since her weight gain, but right then, she wasn’t thinking about that at all. “Something more!” she panted, “Any...hhhmmmm anything Ma'am!”

“Silly kitty,” Fluttershy smiled and she pulled out a kitty ear band that again matched Adagio's skin tone. She placed the ears on her pet’s head, and she had to stifle a loud giggle, because it looked like she had ‘kittened up’. “They go well with your current hairstyle, Jubilee. The look suits you.”

Adagio stared up at her cracked ceiling, her chest heaving. “I never knew belly rubs felt that good,” she added quickly, “Ma'am.”

“Are you sure about a tail?”

Still on her back, Adagio nodded fervently before she rolled over to her hands and knees and, lowering her head to the floor, she presented her wide ass, which she wiggled for good measure, “Yes Ma'am.”

Fluttershy wished she had a camera so she could take a picture of her pet’s wiggling behind to enjoy later when she was in bed. Instead, with that thought in her head, she pulled a tube of lube from her bag. “Really sure, Jubilee?”

“Yes Ma'am!”

“On your back.”

“Meeeeew!” Adagio meowed and rolled back over onto her back, legs once again held apart to display herself for her owner.

Getting down on her knees, Fluttershy took hold of Adagio’s right leg just above her ankle and she lifted it up high until her ass was in clear view, almost like she was a baby about to get a nappy change. It was then that Adagio realised her owner was a lot stronger than her delicate looks would suggest. Taking aim, the teen squirted a generous amount of lube directly onto her pet’s anus and then she used her index finger to make sure it was well lubricated inside. Pulling the tail from her bag, Fluttershy rubbed the plug in the lube still outside and slid it home. Adagio’s eyes rolled a little and she mewled like a kitten, “Fuck Ma'am, that feel so good!”

Fluttershy had to admit that it looked damned good too. And she had created the vision that lay before her! “Walk around and do some stretches, please.”

“Meeeeeoow!” on her hands and knees, Adagio crawled around her living room, making sure, as she squeezed herself around and between her furniture, to wiggle and jiggle for her owner. When she was back in front of Fluttershy, she turned so that she was facing away from her and she stretched suggestively. Standing next to her, Fluttershy admired the show that her kitty was putting on for her and, reaching out, she tugged on her new tail, but she was careful to not dislodge it. Adagio meowed louder at that, her pussy getting all wet and leaking arousal down her thighs. “Th-Thank you M-Ma-Ma'am!”

“I want my pretty kitty to be happy,” Fluttershy said serenely, repeating the mantra that Adagio was pretty as she knelt by her side. It was an old technique, and positive reinforcement was something she had used many times before, and not just with her critters. It was easy, really, if a teeny bit manipulative, to add a reinforcing stimulus following a behaviour that made it more likely that the behaviour would occur again in the future. She knew that when a favourable outcome, event, or reward occurred after an action, that particular response or behaviour would be strengthened. In this case, the more she told Adagio she was pretty and petted her from her new ears and down her back along her tail, the more she would believe it.

“Oooooh this makes me happy Ma'aaaaaam!”

By her side, Fluttershy petted her hard and firm along her sides and up and down her arms and legs, she could see exactly how happy she was making her kitten. “I do like happy kitties…” Fluttershy breathed and, taking her boldest step yet, she slipped her hand between her thighs and up until she contacted her dripping wet pussy.

The moment Fluttershy’s deft fingers touched her labia and moved between them, Adagio lowered her head down to the floor and she lifted up her ass, her moans of sheer pleasure filling her living room. “Your fingers are making me very happy, Ma'am!” and they were. She wasn’t thinking about work, or anything else for that matter, she just wanted those fingers to go deeper.

Kneeling next to her kitty, Fluttershy used both hands at once. Three fingers of her left hand slowly but surely sawed in and out of her pet’s hot wet tunnel, her thumb toying with the butt plug with every inwards thrust and at the same time, she groped and squeezed her breasts with her right. Adagio found that extremely hot indeed, and she quickly started to buck and thrust her hips backwards to meet Fluttershy's hand, meowing all the time as she went in to the second knuckle every time. “Is my kitty in heat?” she asked, judging by the mewls, she was.

Adagio was slowly being driven out of her mind by the slow finger fucking she was receiving. “Yeeeeessssss Ma'am!” she screamed into the floor. Every time those fingers entered her, filled her and spread her apart, she dearly wished she would speed up and fuck her properly, but she kept up her steady inexorable pace. “I'm clooooose! Can I cum please, Ma'am?”

When she heard that, Fluttershy pressed harder on the plug with her thumb and in her other hand she squeezed her pet’s nipples hard, tugging on her breasts to make her kitten sing out her pleasure. “Does my kitty know how?” she asked with a smile, slowly speeding up her thrusting fingers at last.

“Yes Ma'am!” Adagio panted hard on her hands and knees on the verge of a huge and intense orgasm the like of which she hadn’t experienced in years, possibly decades, “I do Ma'am!”

As Fluttershy’s dexterous fingers danced like a blur against Adagio’s now constantly leaking vagina, her clitoris and her nipples, the caretaker felt such a rush of power and control that she herself almost came on the spot. “Show me, Jubilee.” She ordered, feeling such a rush of endorphins and adrenalin as she played Adagio like a master pianist, “Show me your pleasure at being my kitten.”

That did it.

Being ordered to climax like that sent Adagio over the edge.

“MEEEEOOOOOOOOOW!” Adagio Dazzle screamed. She screamed, and she came, and she screamed again. Adagio came so long, and so hard that as she squirted all over Fluttershy’s hand and forearm, she wasn’t sure if her name was Jubilee or not.

Smiling, Fluttershy rolled onto her back and pulled Adagio, who was still riding out her climax, on top of her. The hand that had been fingering her now just played casually with the tail and the other hand petted her from between her ears and down her back. “My kitty is quite loud when she sings her pleasure.”

“Th-That was...fucking wow...” Adagio gasped, amazed that the slight teen could bear her much heavier weight without being crushed. Unable to find her voice for anything more cognizant than that, she resorted to simply licking her neck.

As Adagio licked her slender neck, Fluttershy giggled, “Good pets do lick…” Soon though, Adagio turned those sensuous licks into wet smoochy kisses that trailed up and down her owner's neck, up to licking inside her ear. That though was a step too far for Fluttershy at that moment. She took hold of Adagio’s head and kissed her nose. “Kitties may only lick.”

“Yes Ma'am,” admonished, however playfully, Adagio gave Fluttershy her very best weapons grade wink, a brief flash for a moment of the old Adagio, and she licked her way down her neck to her collar bone. Underneath her, Fluttershy was happy to let her carry on as long as she didn’t try to undress her. Realizing that she was stumped by the barrier of Fluttershy’s clothing and her kitty mitts, Adagio went back to licking her owner’s cheeks and her lips. “Ma'am,” she purred, “You have made me a happy kitty. May I please return the favor?”

As much as Fluttershy wanted that, and she really, really wanted that, Fluttershy wasn’t at all confident in her ability to maintain the control if she let herself go. That, and she didn’t want to blur the lines further with Adagio and Jubilee than they already were. For now, she contented herself by taking a hold of Adagio's face and lightly kissing her nose. “I would like to give my kitty a bath for now, and then I'm going to have kitty come to my house next Sunday. Does kitty work on Sunday?”

“No Ma'am, I don't. I just work in the week.”

Smirking, Fluttershy rolled them both over on the floor so that Adagio was underneath her. “Good, I'll pick you up at seven am for breakfast. Now up to the tub with you.” As Fluttershy stood up and walked up the stairs to the first floor, she didn’t look behind her. She knew she was being followed. What was more though, she was already fantasizing about that coming Sunday.

In the bathroom, Fluttershy quickly removed the paw mitts, the socks, and the ears. Once that was done, she took a long time in working the tail plug out of her pet’s asshole, but it was tricky because the pesky thing seemed to keep popping back in seemingly of its own accord. Once it was out though, she cleaned it in the sink with her hands. “Does my kitty need to use the litter box?”

“UuuUUUuuuuuh y-yes Ma'am I do need to use the litter box…” she moaned, because thanks to the tail mysteriously going in and out of her butt like it was possessed, she was worked up all over again. Without saying a word, Fluttershy reached into her backpack and readied the pooper scooper and motioned for Adagio to do her business. Relieved, Adagio squatted in the tub and did her business like an obedient kitten. She peed and pooped in her litter box a lot quicker and more natural than the first time. As soon as she was done, Fluttershy duly scooped it up, and deposited her pet’s deposit into the toilet. She cleaned the scooper and tub, then she filled the tub with fresh hot water.

When the bath was ready, Fluttershy undressed and folded her clothes neatly on the closed toilet seat. “Such a good kitten you are, Jubilee.”

Adagio’s face lit up brighter than her cum face at the praise she received, “Thank you, Ma'am!”

In the bath, Fluttershy did a very thorough job of washing of her kitty then, when she was satisfied she was clean, she vigorously towel dried her and then herself. Once she was dressed, Fluttershy turned to walk out into the hall. “Follow,” she ordered, and walked into Adagio's bedroom like she owned the place. She placed the mitts, socks, and ears on the dresser and turned to face her pet who had crawled behind her. “You may play with these,” she held up the tail plug, “This I'm taking with me. When I pick you up on Sunday, bring the mitts, socks, and ears. I'll have the tail waiting for you.”

Adagio knelt on her bedroom floor, “Yes Ma'am, I will. Thank you for letting me play with the mitts, ears and socks.”

Smiling warmly, Fluttershy administered some affectionate skritches to her kitten’s ears and a kiss to her forehead. “Good kittens should be rewarded. You are a good kitten, Jubilee. I will see you again Sunday morning but, in the meantime, you can call me anytime if you need someone to talk to.”

“Thank you, Ms. Fluttershy,” Adagio purred at the wonderful skritches and especially at the kiss. Then, she remembered something she should have told her earlier when they first got into her house. “Actually, I bought myself an accessory yesterday before work.”

Fluttershy raised an arched eyebrow at her pet. “When I said you couldn't open that drawer,” she pointed to the off-limits draw, “That didn't mean you could get replacements for that drawer.”

“It's nothing like that Ma'am, I promise. It's down in the kitchen.”

Intrigued, Fluttershy placed the tail plug back in her backpack. “I think you should show me then.”

“Right away, Ma'am!” Adagio smiled and she eagerly led the way at a crawl down to the kitchen where, still on her hands and knees, she proudly took out a large metal pet bowl that had both feed and water bowls combined, engraved with Jubilee on the side.

“Oh, that's adorable!” overjoyed at the pleasant surprise, Fluttershy gave her pet extra skritches around her ears and under her chin. “You can use those as you wish, but I know on my next visit here I'll make use of them.”

Adagio blushed very, very bright red, “I used them last night and this morning, Ma'am. It felt...nice.”

Nuzzling her cheek, Fluttershy gave her a second kiss to her forehead. “I'm happy that you're happy. Good night, Jubilee. Till Sunday.”

“Good night, Ma'am…” Adagio tried very hard to hide her disappointment when Fluttershy took hold of her hand and allowed her to walk her to the front door so that she could see her out. Adagio didn’t bother to hide her crestfallen look when Fluttershy just waved at her and drove off.

All she wanted was the same kind of kiss that Jubilee had enjoyed.

Just one kiss for her.

Back in her living room, alone, Adagio hugged her arms around herself and sniffed back a tear. What had she done wrong? She had done everything that Fluttershy had asked of her, surely she, Adagio, could’ve gotten something back? “She doesn’t love me…” she said sullenly to an empty room.

“Why would she love me?” she asked herself miserably. Before she realised it, Adagio found herself looking at the cutlery drawer. She knew her knife was in there. She could hear it calling her name, ironically like a siren calling a sailor to his doom on the rocks. She looked down at her arms and saw her scars. The old and the very new.

The knife was calling her, its summons getting stronger and stronger by the second.

Crying floods of tears, Adagio ran past the kitchen and up her stairs. In an act of defiance, she slipped the kitten socks back on her feet. She placed the ears on her head, and she pulled on the thumbless mitts. Laying on her bed, she hugged her pillow to her and pretended it was Fluttershy. “Sh-She doesn’t love me…but at least loves her kitten…”

Adagio Dazzle cried into her pillow, because her tears drowned out the call of the knife.

Adagio Dazzle cried until she drifted into an uneasy restless sleep.

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