Walk to work

>Drinking coffee from the donut shop on the way to work

>A mated pair of fluffy pone is trundling along the sidewalk.

>They seem to want to cross the road, but are too afraid of the cars.

>They must have seen some of their friends flattened.

>The female is looking out across the road, but the male turns to you as you finish your coffee.

>It starts to say something, but before it can finish, you jump as high as you can and stomp it with both feet as hard as you can.

>Goomba'd

>some of it's intestines prolapse out it's ass all over it's mate, more shoot out from it's sides.

>It's eyes pop out of it's ruined head.

>You deftly hop off it's corpse.

>"Oh no, your friend is hurt! He needs hugs!" you tell the fluffy mare

>It starts to cry and weakly hugs it's obviously flattened mate

>"Not like THAT, do you WANT him to die or something? Put some effort into it!"

>"fwuffy... gif.. hugs... make bettaw... it chokes out between tears."

>"Hug better!" you shout at it. "We're losing him!"

>After a few minutes of it, you announce to the fluffy pony that her mate is dead, all because she couldn't hug well enough.

>You walk off from the emotional wreck muttering "A fluffy pony that can't even hug right, it must be the worst fluffy pony ever." loud enough for her to hear.

>Reach into a paper bag and pull out a donut

>Chocolate sprinkles

>You inspect the state of the jimmies.

>Pristine. Not a single one out of place.