"H-hello, Trixie..." Fluttershy murmured, hugging her books to her chest.
"Why were you in such a hurry?" Trixie asked, smiling cruelly, "If I didn't know better I would think you were trying to avoid me."
"Oh, no, o-of course not..."
"Good, now I'm sure you know that as The Great and Powerful Trixie, I have much better things to do than a simple reading assignment." She started, "I can count on you to fill that out for me, right?"
"Oh, I'm not sure-"
"Thanks, Flutter!" Trixie beamed, "I knew I could count on you."
Before Fluttershy could say anything else, Trixie walked away, a look of satisfaction on her face. Fluttershy sighed as Twilight walked up to her side.
"You're not going to do her homework again, are you???" She asked incredulously, causing Fluttershy to shrink into her books even more.
"W-well, she's a busy girl, and it's not like I have anything else to do this weekend..." Fluttershy murmured, "It's no trouble..."
"If you say so..." Twilight shrugged, "But she won't stop pushing you around until you stand up to her."
"I could never do that."
"Don't give up so soon," Twilight smiled, "You never know what might happen..."
At that, Twilight walked away, leaving Fluttershy confused. Twilight usually had more to say than that, but maybe she was in a hurry...
---
Fluttershy lazily tossed her bag aside as she entered her dorm, sauntering over to Angel's pen and pulling the rabbit out, splaying onto her couch and petting him as he nuzzled into her chest. Her head buzzed with exhaustion after spending the whole day in crowded classrooms trying to absorb lecture after lecture. She would get to her homework eventually, but at the moment she simply needed to recharge. It almost made her happy she was never invited to parties, it wasn't like she'd ever have the energy to go to one.
As she laid on her back, her mind drifted. What would it be like if she wasn't so tired? If she could go to those parties and spend the night drinking and dancing... Music thudding as everyone's bodies pressed against each other... Everyone looking at Fluttershy's body....
Angel hopped off of Fluttershy's chest, bouncing off of her face before scampering off, snapping Fluttershy back to reality. Her face grew red as she realized what she'd been imagining. What had gotten into her? Why was she feeling so warm...?
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