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Relics of a Bygone Age

By: BallsOfFluff on Apr 14th, 2012  |  syntax: None  |  size: 2.83 KB  |  hits: 595  |  expires: Never
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  1. 9/10, best story ever.
  2.  
  3. >50 years pass
  4. >you are an old man walking alone in the rain
  5. >you see a piece of fluff run past you and remember fluffy ponies from your youth
  6. >you carefully follow the soggy fluffy pony (why isn't it drowning?) as it carries a leek in its mouth
  7. >it is bringing it to a shelter made of cardboard
  8. >the rain beats on the makeshift home and several others like it
  9. >it spots you
  10. >"Munstah!!", it yells, and immediately fluffy ponies bolt out of the shelters in all directions
  11. >a few of the males stand their ground, expecting you to attack them and not their young
  12. >shocked by this turn of events, you drop down and say "Fwiend."
  13. >you are old.. so very, very old
  14. >fortunately medical science has advanced enough to keep you alive
  15. >you relax on your porch, listening to the mating calls of the animals
  16. >the crickets chirp, the birds sing, and there is a constant, musical "Giwl fluffy, come here. Food for you." somewhere in the bushes
  17. >you know you'd never be able to get close enough to see if it would even talk to you
  18. >at least the spaghetti you leave out daily is gone
  19. >life goes on
  20. >your life has spanned five centuries
  21. >every part of your body has been replaced several times over by this point, and you are a young man again
  22. >you go for a walk around your neighborhood
  23. >you see a crude drawing on the sidewalk in charcoal
  24. >it points to your house and has a picture of a fluffy eating
  25. >you have been leaving spaghetti out for a very, very long time now
  26. >you wonder if the fluffies have a symbol for "fwiend"
  27. >to call you "old" at this point would be a laughable understatement; you're a fucking relic of a bygone age
  28. >you hear a knocking at your door, very low to the ground
  29. >you open it, but there's no one there, just a bag full of gum wrappers, polished stones, and what is probably someone's wedding ring
  30. >on it is a picture of a fluffy pony eating
  31. >you take the valuables, leave the rest, and cook more spaghetti
  32. >age no longer has meaning
  33. >if people still used "A. D." it would be in five digits
  34. >new physical laws have been discovered that make telekinesis and teleportation possible, and genetic engineering is beyond advanced
  35. >humans are being encouraged to leave Earth and let nature flourish
  36. >you hear a knock on your door low to the ground
  37. >a herd of fluffy ponies looks up at you, although they're not nearly as fluffy as they once were
  38. >"No go 'way, food human. Please no go 'way."
  39. >you know what you must do
  40. >you cook up a final batch of spaghetti and tell them that it will be your last
  41. >you put something very, very special in it, and this herd's children will be gifted with flight and telekinesis
  42. "Remember, little fluffies, friendship is magic."
  43. >you leave the Earth
  44. >"No. No fwiend."
  45. >you nod and quietly leave, understanding that these are not the same as the fluffies you knew
  46. >Darwin always wins in the end
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