*It felt so foreign, unlike anything Godzilla had felt in many, many years. The touch of one so small, so insignificant it might as well have felt like nothing. Weaker than a brush of wind. But there was something more to it than just a simple hoof to his scales. There was more breathing through it because the voice that spoke from her was unlike anything Godzilla had heard from ponykind. Her voice was rich, strong yet comforting. Gentle yet powerful, yet only in the way to reach him… in the only way he could understand.

It was then that Godzilla finally listened and heard her. He actually heard her words, listening as she tried to speak to him. And he understood.

He stared at her in silence, barely awake. Barely alive.

Smiling through the tears, Fluttershy sniffled as she sensed his agony through every trembling moan reverberating through his throat and against his mouth. His pain was too great, but her heart was greater, and she spoke through it in order to tell him, “You fought for us… in ways we never understood until now. I know… about all the terrible things we’ve done to you in the past… and we don’t deserve it… what you did. We don’t deserve you…”

Fluttershy managed a short gasp, holding in the overflowing tears in order to say, “But if you will… if you’ll fight for us one more time… I can promise that you won’t be alone.”

Godzilla’s eyes widened slightly, almost as if he heard those words correctly through his softly beating heart. The words she uttered and empowered through her own heart, her own strength. Her own love. Words that may as well have been another language, yet he could understand them perfectly. She expressed every ounce of that love in the strengthening smile, assuring to Godzilla with one promise she would never break…

“I know what you have to do. We won’t try and stop that… We’ll be behind you… We will fight with you.”*