Title: Fall of Cleveland 46 - Little Smarty Author: Spaghetti_Land Pastebin link: http://pastebin.com/uieHfjpx First Edit: Tuesday 21st of January 2014 09:32:38 PM CDT Last Edit: Tuesday 21st of January 2014 09:32:38 PM CDT http://www.fluffybooru.org/post/view/3220   Written by Marcus Maximus   Little Smarty >Be a stuffed toy. >Your name was briefly Mewody, when you were owned by a nice fluffy pony and family. >Sadly, they dropped you during the panic to try and evacuate the park. >Your fluffy owner was devastated. >Not as devastated as she was by what happened to her afterwards, but that's another story. >You are a stuffed replica of a fluffy unicorn. >Your appearance was carefully designed with input from dozens of fluffy pony focus groups. >You are scented with a combination of fragrances that make fluffy ponies happy and reassured. >Spaghetti, mother fluffy, a little human deodorant and soap. >You are a little more than half the size of a real fluffy pony. >Fluffy abusers like to claim that fluffy ponies are not animals, but merely toys with no souls. >In your case, this is actually true. >You are totally non-sentient. You cannot think or move. >But you ARE capable of speech, thanks to a cheap voice chip placed inside you. >When given even the slightest hug or push, you randomly say one of six phrases. >Your voice was also designed and tested to sound appealing to fluffy ears. >It was provided by a British Columbian voice actress, the biggest expense put into making you. >The chip has a hair trigger and goes off with even the smallest touch. >You were designed to be hugged by Fluffy Ponies, who are not very strong.     >Be a big tough earth pony. >Your herd has reached the fabled spaghetti land! There should be toys and nummies for all of you! >But instead, there are all these meanie fluffies everywhere! >Trying to take your toys! Trying to take your nummies! >Spaghetti Land was where YOU were trying to go! It's YOUR place! >These dummy bad fluffies should all go away! >Right now there is a whole other herd of meanie fluffies standing between you and the spaghetti tower. >This will not stand! >"Dis our pwace, dummy fwuffies! You go 'way now!" >"Nuuu! Dis OUR pwace! Skettie land fo' good fwuffies! You bad fwuffies go' way or gif big ouchies!" >Stupid bad fluffy is calling you a bad fluffy! >HE's the bad fluffy! >Angry, you charge at him and knock him down. >You'll give him big ouchies! >Your two herds collide and begin fighting ferociously! >Well, not REALLY as you're all fluffy ponies, but you don't know that.   >Suddenly, in the middle of the pitched battle, a voice rings out clearly above all the fighting: >"You good fwuffy! Fwuffy wuv you!" >Whaa? Who said that? Who would say that, in the middle of a battle? >You and the bad fluffy look behind you. >You see a little fluffy on the ground. Is it a baby? No, it's shaped like a grown-up fluffy. >Must just be short. >She is also the prettiest fluffy you have ever seen. >Even after being stepped on by you and the bad fluffy, her beauty is breathtaking. >She smells nice, too. She smells friendly and happy. >Was it her who said you were a good fluffy? >The bad fluffy you were fighting picks the beautiful fluffy up from the ground.   >"You good fwuffy! Fwuffy wuv you!"   >You are shocked. She said HE was a good fluffy? But he's a bad fluffy! >"Nuuu! He bad fwuffy!" you cry, grabbing the beautiful fluffy away from the meanie. >"Fwuffy fwend!" the beautiful fluffy responds. >"Fwuffy... fwend?" you say, astonished.   >"Yay! Pwetty fwuffy MY fwend! You wet her go! You bad fwuffy!" >"Nuuuu! No' bad fwuffy! Fwuffy no' bad fwuffy!" you cry. How can the beautiful fluffy forsake you? >You hug the beautiful fluffy tightly.   >"You good fwuffy! Fwuffy wuv you!"   >There is an awkward pause. >"Dat good fwuffy?" asks your enemy, pointing at you. >"Him not bad fwuffy?" you ask, pointing at your hated foe.   >The lovely fluffy doesn't say anything. >After the briefest pause, both of you start pulling, trying to get her away from the other. >"Fwuffy fwend!" she declares firmly.   >The battle around you has died down. >The other fluffies, searching for the source of the beautiful voice, have gathered around >all of them staring in awe at this lovely fluffy.   >"Dese ... no bad fwuffies? Fwuffies fwends?" you ask at last, breaking the silence. >"Dat right!" the gorgeous creature responds as you tug at her. "Smawty fwuffy!"   >The reaction around you is instantaneous, as all the former enemies start hugging one another. >"You good fwuffy!" "Fwuffy fwend!" "Fwuffy wuv new fwend!" >"Pway?" suggests the beautiful fluffy, and all the good fluffies around you agree. >You hug and play games and laugh and are happy. These fluffies are nice after all! >And it's all because of the pretty little fluffy. >You'd thought these other fluffies were bad fluffies, but they were good fluffies all along! >You are all friends now, and can live in Spaghetti Land together! >It's all one big happy fluffy pony herd now! >And you know exactly who should lead it.   >"Wittle fwuffy teach us other fwuffies fwends!" you declare, holding up the beautiful fluffy. >"Wittle fwuffy smawty fwend!" >As you hold her aloft, the perfect fluffy speaks once more. >"Dat right! Smawty fwuffy!"   >Hooray! She has accepted! >All the fluffy ponies cheer.     >Be a stuffed toy. >Your name was briefly Mewody, but now, apparently, you are "Little Smarty". >You can't actually move on your own, nor do you speak unless hugged or shaken, but nobody seems to mind. >The other fluffies take turns having your ride on their backs. >You don't say much besides "pway", "huggies", "fwend" and "dat right", but the fluffies don't mind. >The girl fluffies all think you're beautiful and want to be like you. >The boy fluffies all respect you. >They don't try to give you special huggies because you don't have that kind of smell. >You smell comforting. You smell like a mummy or daddy. >You are their new queen. >If you were actually able to think, you'd be very happy.