Starry IS the Fear. Never shall we doubt this again.

Flutters: “It’s cold out here...”
Narrator: ”It was not cold.”

Y'know, for a fandom based around pastel ponies making friendship and bringing world peace, y'all make some hella good creepypastas

Apple Bloom:
Fluttershy: LET ME IN
LET ME INNNNNNNNNN-

Fluttershy: Let me in.
Me: Why?
F: It's cold out here.
NEXT DAY
Mom: We are moving today!
Me: YAY!
NEXT DAY
F: Let me in. It's cold out here.
F: waits for reply
F: Is this the wrong house?

Fluttershy: "It's cold outside"
Me: No duh, it's Canada."

"Let her in"
Me: OH BOYO!
* Fluttershy's face twitches in the window*
Me: Haha. Uuuhhh..
* Fluttershy's neck snaps*
Me: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-

Damn that face flash it makes me jump when it turns creepy then normal.

sees thumbnail sure I'll have nightmares for the next week

Fluttershy : "It's cold out here..."


Big Smoke, holding a bat : "YOU PICK THE WRONG HOUSE, FOOL"

I'm a horror junkie and not a brony. I've heard some of the scariest horror stories and creepypastas, but this is the scariest yet

I find it funny how Demonflutters just casually makes herself comfortable and sleeps in someone else’s house while Apple Bloom is straight up terrified

I couldn't help but think of an alternate ending:

It was four in the morning and Fluttershy was standing outside of Applebloom's window. Her eyes were blank and her smile slight enough to go virtually unnoticed. As Applebloom turned her head towards the window, Fluttershy raised a hoof and tapped against the glass again. She mouthed four words, her mouth barely moving.

"It's cold out here."

Applebloom kicked the covered off of her, sitting up on her bed before she slipped out and walked towards the window. Fluttershy's eyes stayed focused on the small filly, the small smile starting to grow a little. Applebloom kept her eyes on the mare out the window, before she moved her hooves to the curtains inside, and covered the window. Pulling some earplugs from under her pillow, she shoved one in each of her ears, took out the face mask she 'borrowed' from Rarity's large collection. Placing it over her eyes, she felt for the bedsheet she kicked off, turned to her side, and let out a relaxed sigh as she soon fell asleep.

She could almost hear a frustrated groan through the corks before she drifted off to slumber.

The End

i fear no people or pony, but that thing, it scares me.

"It's cold outside."

BABY IT'S COLD OUTSIDE.

I was vacuuming while listening to this and all the sudden my sister comes around the corner in a yellow shirt and I jumped and screamed, I swear I almost died

“It’s cold out here”

yeets tf out of there

Fake Flutters: It’s cold out here
Me: Yeah, well it’s cold in here too, go away

AppleBloom: Shaking in fear under covers
Voice in head: "No"
AppleBloom: ._. ?

Roses are red
Violets are blue
I'm going to have nightmares and so are you.