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Sweep sweep

By: BallsOfFluff on Jun 27th, 2012  |  syntax: None  |  size: 2.49 KB  |  hits: 441  |  expires: Never
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  1. >Tara cowers in her safe room.
  2. >You are slightly perplexed.
  3. >Is she uneasy due to your wide grin?
  4. >Or perhaps because you are holding a broom.
  5. >Or as fluffy ponies know it as, The Sorry Stick.
  6. >"Oh? THIS?" You motion to the broom.
  7. >Tara backs up slightly.
  8. >Urine slightly trickles.
  9. >"Tara! I'm cleaning! I'm brushing up the trash and filth that consumes this household to cleanse this location. No need to worry." you assure her with an easy grin.
  10. >"Okay..." Tara slinks over to her blocks.
  11. >She glances back to you from time to time.
  12. >You pay her no mind.
  13. >You begin to sweep.
  14. >You sweep the kitchen, the garage and bottom level hallway.
  15. >Onto the second floor!
  16. >You sweep the bathroom and hallway.
  17. >Tara will poke her head out of the saferoom to see what you are up to.
  18. >A fluffy pony distrustful of her owner.
  19. >How.
  20. >Mad.
  21. >You make your way downstairs to clean the rest of the house.
  22. >1 hour later.
  23. >You sweep the hallway once more.
  24. >Tara pokes her head out again.
  25. >You stare right at her.
  26. >She's startled! She scampers back into the saferoom.
  27. >Oh well. She caught on.
  28. >You begin to sweep into the saferoom.
  29.  
  30. >SWEEPIE SWEEPIE SWEEPIE.
  31. >"DADDEH?! NUUUU! NU HUWT TAWA!! NUUU!!!" Tara screams in terror.
  32. >SWEEPIE SWEEPIE SWEEPIE.
  33. >You try to sweep Tara into the corner.
  34. >She gets past the broom and makes a b-line to the door.
  35. >WHACKY WHACKY WHACKY.
  36. >You whack Tara with the broom end and push her into the corner.
  37. >She's crying now.
  38. >Not of pain, but of heart break and confusion.
  39. >JABBIE JABBIE JABBIE.
  40. >You jab Tara in her mid section, while striking her in the face from time to time.
  41. >"NUUuuuUUuuu!! WHY? WHY HUWT FWUFFY?" Tara cries in confusion.
  42. >Ah! The first wall.
  43. >When a fluffy pony is under immense stress, it will revert back to factory settings.
  44. >Explaining her many faults, her unwillingness to learn and all around arrogance would be moot at this point, wouldn't?
  45. >JABBIE JABBIE JABBIE.
  46. >You continue the silent assault on her body.
  47. >Broken bones have punctured her internal organs at this point.
  48. >She no longer cries, but whimpers in agony.
  49.  
  50. >Onto the next!
  51. >You sweep the trash into the dust pan and make your way downstairs.
  52. >That's where the trash can is.
  53. >"Master....why?" Tara murmurs.
  54. >Oh my!
  55. >The rumor is true!
  56. >Word on the net is, when a fluffy pony is under incredible stress, it will communication in a human fashion.
  57. >Only few people have made it this far with fluffy ponies.
  58. >But you do not answer.
  59. >You dump Tara into the trash and it in the container on the curb.
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