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| Anonymous #1105281 4 months ago |
chuck it like it's a primed grenade! |
| Nebbie #1105296 4 months ago |
Later that day:
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| kios #1105324 4 months ago |
cute
a bit too small though |
| Anonymous #1105343 4 months ago |
Scootaloo is now a cheeto puff. |
| Anonymous #1105345 4 months ago |
teehee, its a chicken |
| Ginger_Fig #1105744 4 months ago |
Now that's just mean.
We all know fluffy ponies are doomed to horrible, grizzly death as soon as they get attached to their owners. |
| Mezzo #1106038 4 months ago |
Since when has fluffy ponies turn into the new yukkuri? |
| Hex-Master #1109250 4 months ago |
^Since morons got a hold of the concept. |
| Anonymous #1236270 3 months ago |
Scootafluffy woke up to the smell of bacon and she trotted over to the safe room gate.
"Dada it am weekend ? Fwuffy wa bacon and walkies! I be extwa cutie so da wadies give daddy emails!" Daddy came and carried her to the kitchen putting her in her fluffy safe highchair. Scootafluffy loved fluffy sfae brand products because she never got ouchies in them. Daddy offered to feed her but she wanted to feed herself. "I big fwuffy now dady I feed sewf pwease." He let's her watching her pick up one bit of bacon between her two hooves with supream concentration before taking a bite. "Nummy bacon daddy." She then slammed her face into the plate and ate the rest like a pig with a feeding trough. Daddy laughes. "We go pawk get daddy emails fwom. Da pwetty wadies?" He said no and asked scootafluffy if she remembered her friend from next door. "Fwend nice give huggies." Daddy exsplains she had babbies last week and they don't have room for all the fluffies. He askes if she would like having sisters. Her fluffy pony eyes grew large as her brain tried to imagin having fluffy ponies are all the time. "Fwends daddy fwuffy wan fwends pwease?" Daddy tells says she will need to be a good sister and help the new fluffies find where to poopies and not to break things. "Daddy wan fwends we fwind cuudie mawks together!" Scootafluffy had wanted her cuttie mark ever since she saw that documentary on fluffy ponies ment for kindagardners. Daddy pets scootafluffy and says she will be a good sister and share all her toys and her safe room. He promises to get an extra large fluffysafe bed to fit all three of them. "Ooo big bed sweepover evewy night! Pwease fwends daddy I be good fwuffy!" Daddy left her alone in the saferoom for about an hour while he got the new bed and the new fluffies. Scootafluffy tried to clean the safe room but she just ended up playing with all the toys. Daddy came home with a box a large pony bed and two blankies like here but they where red and purple instead of orange. Daddy carried her out of the aafe room her little marshmellow leggies running in air her wingies flapping with joy. "Fwends fwends!" He set her down in the livingroom and she trotted over to the box and stood on her hind legs as a red haired earth fluffy and an white unicorn fluffy hopped out of the box. "sweetiefwuffy we here dis home " "Appafwuff dis nice pwace? Oh wook fwuffy fwend! Huggies pwease!" They three where fast friends and spent the rest of their long liives looking under furnature for their cutiemarks it was great fun. |
| Anonymous #1258928 3 months ago |
You come home from work to the smell of pony shit AGAIN.
"Christ Scoots what did you do now?" She trots over to you caked it her own crap, to stupid to know shes in trouble again. "PaPa I awmost fwy today!" You want to be pissed but you cant be shes retarded even by fluffy pony standards. "Thats great scoots how about a bath to celebrate?" Her useless little wings flap like wildfire. "YEAAAA baff time fun!" She goes full gallop into the bathroom, and you tiptoe though the house avoiding smeared pony crap as you go. You change from your works clothing and scrub the fluffy pony clean. You love her but this has to stop. Your going to be up half the night cleaning the house AGAIN. She keeps getting over the gate to the safe room, and when you replaced it with a full door the johnsons next door called you at work she was screaming so loud someone called the cops. It seems you don't live in the kind of area you can abuse a fluffy pone in the middle of the street and getaway with it. Nice hu? Once everything and every one is clean you hit the medicine cabinet for some cold meds the kind of stuff that knocks you out, and pour out a quarter of a child's does. Stuffs strawberry so you mix it with some strawberry quick and break out the bottle you used to feed her with and call her over. You need a fucking break from this fluffy pony. "Here Scoots its dinner time!" She trots over all happy, then spies the bottle. "Dat baba fo filly dada I big fwuffy now! " You lie and badly. "Oh Scoots you'll always be my baby." It works. "Oh kay DaDa I sowwy" She waddles over and hops in your lap and you bottle feed her like when she was tiny. God damn was she easier to handle back then. To small to jump the gate, to afraid to try. The guy at the adoption place was right I should have gotten one or two others to keep her company. She had "fwends" she was sad to leave a red earth fluffy and a pretty white unicorn fluffy. The things are not a pricey as people make them out to be but you wanted to keep this simple only ONE Fluffy. "To late now." You call your cousin the Vet he said he'd take her legs off for cheap because your family. He must have seen this coming. You call out of work the next day and take your pony for a ride. She happy as hell the little retart because the Vet always gives her a pony snack for being good. "Docwor nice give snacky to good fwuffy! Scoowafuff no 'cared of pointy ting I tough fwuffy!" "Thats right girl you are." An hour later you cousin brings her out in a bundle like a newborn baby. "Here you go, no charge. Remember the reset only holds if she doesn't get reminded about her legs. " "Thanks man I owe you." You take her home and she awake about the time you get in the door. "We home Papa? " "That's right scoots hunger want some sketties?" You feel her squirming like a worm under the blankets. You put her infront of the tv and unrapp her and she half crawls half rolls around to get a better view. "Huwwy pwease PaPa I hungie Fwuffy!" A few minutes and some dollar store canned spaghetti later she stuffing her face. "Num num good sketties num num." Its cleaner then before no hooves to spread the mess around. Damn that fluffy brain reset if freaky. You spend the rest of the night with her on your lap watching TV. Before bed you hold her over her litter box and give her the gentlest squeeze you can, and she poops on command. "HeHe scoows make da stinky hehe." Then take her to her new bed and her eyes light up as she see it. "PaaaPaa what dat? It so pwetty!" "Thats your new bowl. " "Boww boww boww I wuv boww PaPa!" God damn that reset shit is freaky. You head off to bed as she sings to herself about loving her bowl. By the end of the week you know you made the right call. She's happy your happy and the house is clean. You kind of like having a self warming pillow to watch cartoons with, and its not like she cant move around on her own just enough to bounce a ball or pester you for a bell rub. You also had them leave her wings, and every day you hold her over your head and pretend to fly as she flaps them like a real pegesus pony. "I fwy PaPa I FWY!" "Yes you are Scoots, yes you are." |
| Anonymous #1258938 3 months ago |
^this is the best happy fluffy pony-story. That's how every happy fluffy pony-story should be.
Fluffy ponies living in a salad bowl and unable to ever move away. |
| Anonymous #1264021 3 months ago |
^ meh they can still rill around |
| Anonymous #1267265 3 months ago |
Scootafluffy sat in her favorate bowl watching tv. She had many bowls now. The comfy one she slept in with the little stars on it. The red one she was watching tv in just now that was her favorate. That she was sure was a lot of bowls.
"Boww boww boww wuv boww it cumfy and have good view of teeeeveeee! Teeveee bwing back da good shows pwease dis is bawd show" The commercial she was watching between episodes of spunge bob was for fluffy safe highchairs like the one she ate her sketties in. She loved her highchair but she wanted to watch more cartoons not this. "Teeeveee am naughty I twell papa he give sowwy stick bwing back da good shows" The commercial went on with a fluffy pony eatting his sketties and something about it was drawing her tiny mind in. The pony was eatting sketties with his hoffs. "Hoovies? Where scootafwuffies hoovies? HOOVIES WHERE U GO? Papa scoots woose hoovies maybe in da cowch wif da weemote?" An hour later she realized papa had only just left for work and wouldn't be home till later. "Wan hoofies find hoofies!" She began rocking her bowl back and forth and flapping her usless wings as she went. After a while she rolled from the bowl and onto the floor. She rolled and rolled until her back hit the wall. "Oof tank u waww for stop fwuffy. Haff you seen weggies?" After a while she remembered walls can not talk and she flopped onher belly and began to crawl like a fluffy inchworm. She tried flapping her wings to move faster all it did was make her more tired. "Wingies diwapoint fwuffy." When she made it to the kitchen the smooth floor made her slide into the trashcan like a fluffy bowling ball. It fell to oneside and the trash spilled onto floor. "Sowwy no mean make messy pwease go back in can." The trash was very rude and did not go back into the can. She wiggled a little to her left to give the trashpile s good rasberry but noticed something her tiny fluffy mind remembered. "Bwocks? Why bwocks fwone away? No wike fwuffy no moe? Fwuffy no wike u den :ppp" She inched her way through the trash old coffie grounds getting matted into her fluff. Reaching the blocks she wanted to kick them but she remembered she needed her hooves for that. "Bwocks no smell pwetty no moe and fwuffy no wan be yo fwend!" She spent the next two hours rolling around in the trash incase her weggies got thrown away by mistake like her blocks. By the time shed reached the bottom of the can she heard the door open and papas voice. "Oh what the bloody hell?!" Scootafluffy tried to turn around to go greet papa but the can was too narrow, and as much as she learned to inch herself forward reverse was impossable at least like this. "Papa I haff pwobwem!" "Oh for the love of god how the hell did you get in here much less the damn trashcan?" Papa fished her out and turned her around to look her in the face. "Papa I wost weggies pwease hewp find dem." "How thw fuck ........ did that happen?" "I fink da twash can has dem! It took my bwocks! " He carred her into the bathroom and put her into the tub. "Ummm Wait here and ill call the vet well need him when we find them." Scootafluffy smiled because bath time was fun time, and because the vet was a nice man that called papa cuz and gave her pony treats for being a tuff fluffy that never cried. "Da a vewwy good idea papa da wet is good fwend he hwelp." A bit later she could hear papa screaming. "Dude stop laughing and get your ass overe here!" After that daddy gave her a nice bath and put her back in her favorate bowl untill the vet cam over with a big square thing hoocked up to two long metal things. "You let her watch tv? Dude get a dvr or those freacky japanese dvds. " "Just fix her ok?" The next thing scootafluffy knew she was in her bed time bowl and verry happy to be there because she loved her bowls and was sure she had a lot of them. |