- >50 years pass
- >you are an old man walking alone in the rain
- >you see a piece of fluff run past you and remember fluffy ponies from your youth
- >you carefully follow the soggy fluffy pony (why isn't it drowning?) as it carries a leek in its mouth
- >it is bringing it to a shelter made of cardboard
- >the rain beats on the makeshift home and several others like it
- >it spots you
- >"Munstah!!", it yells, and immediately fluffy ponies bolt out of the shelters in all directions
- >a few of the males stand their ground, expecting you to attack them and not their young
- >shocked by this turn of events, you drop down and say "Fwiend."
- >"No. No fwiend."
- >you nod and quietly leave, understanding that these are not the same as the fluffies you knew
- >Darwin always wins in the end
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In The End
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