“It’s so lovely you guys could come down for tea!” Butterscotch said with a soft smile.
 
“Well, we love seeing you, dear,” Mrs. Shy replied, “It’s just—”
 
“What’s wrong, mother?” Butterscotch replied, tilting his head as his mother stopped mid sentence.
 
“The picture of Eris is moving, again…” Mrs shy replied with a blush on her cheeks.
 
Butterscotch turned his head to the mounted photo of his dear friend Eris, mounted on the wall, who was sticking out her body and shaking her backside to the trio of Pegasi.
 
“Hey, Butterscotch!” Eris began, smirking mischievously as her hips swayed, “Does by ass look bigger to you or not?”
 
“ERIS!” Butterscotch shouted in annoyance.
 
“…” Mr. Shy added in utter silence, a blush on his cheeks as his eyes fixated in the plump rear of the draconequus
 
 
I like to think Eris and Butterscotch are best friends/dating. But in this scenario, they are friends. and every couple of weeks or so, Butterscotch’s parents visit to have Sunday tea where Eris is forbidden from attending. It’s not because they don’t like her or don’t know she is staying with Butterscotch, far from it. In fact, the Shy’s do like Eris a lot and consider her a member of their family. It’s just Eris loves trying to wind up Butterscotch when the folks are in town, and this often includes getting in their faces with her body and curves, as Butterscotch has had to stop Eris from trying to, “bang his dad sideways” on a few occasions.
 
They Shy’s love their deranged daughter -in-law-thingy to no end, though.