Title:           Beavis, Part 1
Author:          Fuckasaurus_Fuck
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First Edit:      Sunday 2nd of September 2012 09:03:20 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Sunday 2nd of September 2012 09:03:20 PM CDT

>Be Anon, owner of a fluffy pony named Beavis
>Beavis has a navy blue coat and a blonde mane
>He can be a bit energetic, but you love the shit out of him
>He's even allowed to wander your house freely while you're at work
>You don't worry, your house is damn near 100% fluffy-proofed
>Still, fluffies will always find a way
>One day, you come home to see your floor covered with liquid diarrhea
>It. Is. Everywhere.
>While surveying the damage, you notice that:
>1. Beavis is nowhere to be seen
>2. Your antique vase is on the floor, shattered
>You payed over $2000 for that vase
>In hindsight, it wasn't such a good idea
>You're pissed as hell, to say the least
BEAVIS! GET OUT HERE RIGHT NOW!
>Silence
>You walk (or wade) around the disaster area that was once your home
>You pass by your once-white leather couch and notice a dirty blonde clump of fluff sticking out from under it
Nuuu...no huwt fwuffy...fwuffy no mean...
>It's Beavis
>You pull him out by his tail, ignoring his protests
>You hose him down outside and toss him in his padded safe room
Beavis, stay in there and keep quiet while I try to fix your mess.
>You spend the next seven hours cleaning up
>It is now 4 AM
>You sleep for a few hours, wake up, and call in sick
>You don't even bother letting Beavis out or feeding him
>You think about getting a sorry-stick
No. Your punishment must be more severe...
>Spend the better half of your day in town
>You stop at Lowes and grab some cheap plywood
>You also head over to Auto Zone and grab a car battery
>It's not that cheap, and you really don't want to hurt Beavis, but a reset is a good thing to be able to fall back on
>Once you have everything you need, you go to the best Italian restaurant in town
>You speak with the head chef about ingredients, cooking methodt, etc. for making amazing spaghetti
>You grab all the ingredients you'll need for a gourmet Italian meal
>Now you're ready
>You head home and step into your garage
>Beavis can wait. Fluffies can survive surprisingly long without food
>You build a "Sorry-Box" just big enough for Beavis to stand in
>If he tries to lay down, his fluff will prevent him from doing so
>You make a cheap door on one side with some leftover hinges and chicken wire
>You told your damn uncle you didn't need that the leftovers from his barn renovation, but damn if it isn't coming in handy
>When you're done, you have an uncomfortable, but safe, method of punishment
>You walk inside and let Beavis out
Daddeh...fwuffy sowwy...Hugs?
Nope.
>You grab him by the scruff and wash what filth has accumulated over the past day out of his fluff
>Then, you show him the Sorry-Box
Beavis, you've been a bad fluffy. Do you know what happens to bad fluffies?
Beavi' nu bad fwuffy...good fwuffy!
No, you're not. You shat all over and broke my things. You're a bad fluffy. Bad fluffies go in the Sorry-Box
>Something about that phrase sparks fear in his little brain
NUUUU!!! Sowwy Box bad fo fwuffy!
>His whines would be cute if you weren't still pissed at him
>You plop him into the box (after squeezing him over a trash can) and carry the contraption into your kitchen
>You set the box down on the table and begin to cook spaghetti
>It's almost as if Beavis forgets your conversation not 30 seconds ago
"SKETTIS! Beavi' wan! Wan now! SKETTIS SKETTIS SKETTIS!!!...."
>This goes on while you boil the water and cook the noodles
>You craft a delicious sauce from fresh tomatoes, herbs, and ground meat
>Once the meal is complete you get yourself a plate and sit down across from Beavis
"Now, Beavis, bad fluffies don't get any spaghetti. And you've been a VERY bad fluffy."
>You grab a fork and begin eating
>By Cthulu this is amazing spaghetti
>You pause to write down the recipe as Beavis begins to lose his shit (figuratively, of course)
"NUUUUUUUUU!!! WAN SKETTIES! WAN NUMMIES! SO HUNGY! PWEASE GIF FWUFFY NUMMIES!"
"Sorry, Beavis, but you did this. Now if you admit you're a bad fluffy maybe I'll feed you."
>Silence
>You continue eating your delicious spaghetti, making sure to emphasize between mouthfuls how good it is
>You occasionally remind Beavis that he can have food if he just says those magic words
>He just stands there and sobs
"Come on, Beavis, I can't just let you starve but you need to learn a lesson. Now are you a good fluffy or a bad fluffy?"
"...Beavi' ba fwuff..."
"What was that?"
"Am bad fwuffy...sowwy fo make bad poopies an bweak shiny pot"
"Alright, Beavis, I'll give you some food. But you're not getting any spaghetti for a while"
>With that, you fill a dish with Fluffy Chow and set it in the Sorry-Box
>Beavis eats silently, still crying silently
>You know he hates that Fluffy Chow and you usually feed him veggies and (on occasion) spaghetti
>Not today though
>Beavis has been a bad fluffy