A Case of the Flutters
That little tomboy was sleeping late that morning. before i could say anything, she looked back at me with a calm smile before speaking softly. "scootaloo looks so darling when she's asleep."
Newfound Sanctuary
I awoke groggily at the feel of fine hair brushing up against me on both sides. At first, I thought it was the feel of Fluttershy and Scootaloo lying next to me. But when I opened my eyes, I found that I was only half right. Fluttershy was...
Closing the Year
Well, today turned out to be an interesting day, to say the least. It started like any other. I awoke in bed to find Fluttershy in the process of waking up as well. It was a warm late summer day, the window left open to allow a gentle breeze to...
The Beast called NIghtmare. 2nd draft.
“she’s a twelve year old tomboy and you’re picking out ballroom gowns for her,” the feline saleswoman said, trying not to sound catty. “alright, what would you pick for her?”
Bedlam's Requiem
This got a rather nervous grin out of the little tomboy while fluttershy merely giggled.
They Came From the Pages
Scootaloo, being the tomboy she is, just looked the other way while feigning a gag of disgust. "bleh!
Luna and Thief Ch: 21
She instead had this fiery short hair, the kind that a _wannabe_ tomboy would **crave** for. the wild dark brown-red hair flickered in the sunsets light.
The Big Day
For being such a tomboy, i think she does have a soft spot for romance growing. i let out a gasp as fluttershy broke the kiss.
Red Twilight the Weaver promotional copy
A girl, twelve maybe thirteen standing before the smiths forge dressed like a tomboy with short natted hair. his tail raises in anticipation, nearly drooling from the delight.