Title: Fall of Cleveland 51 - Little Smarty vs the Fuzzy Ponies Author: Spaghetti_Land Pastebin link: http://pastebin.com/62dj0kd9 First Edit: Tuesday 21st of January 2014 09:54:04 PM CDT Last Edit: Tuesday 21st of January 2014 09:54:04 PM CDT http://www.fluffybooru.org/post/view/3258   Written by Marcus Maximus   Little Smarty vs the Fuzzy Ponies >Be a big tough earth fluffy. >Or, well, you THOUGHT you were tough. >Things had been going great for awhile. Under the leadership of Little Smarty, your herd had been very happy. >Also, getting larger and larger. >One of the younger fluffies in your herd had found a place beneath Spaghetti Mountain that made magic spaghetti! >It just kept coming, endlessly! >There were other places like this, you'd heard... but all of them had been taken by meanie fluffies. >They gave big ouchies to anyone who got close. >Your herd was different. >When fluffies came up to your herd and demanded that you "gif sketties", everyone would look to Little Smarty for approval. >And she always said that they were good fluffies, and friends, or that she loved them. >Sometimes she asked them for hugs or to play together first. >That must have been to test whether they really were nice fluffies. >But in the end, Little Smarty always decided they were good fluffy friends. And she was always right. >Every fluffy you've given spaghetti to has been INCREDIBLY nice to you. >All the other fluffies in your increasingly huge herd had begun to follow her example. >If fluffies from other herds came along and wanted nummies - even if they acted like rude meanies - you would try to help. >They'd always stop being rude meanies once you shared your spaghetti with them. >Besides, there was enough for every fluffy. >It was magic spaghetti, after all.   >But all that changed when the Big Monster Fluffies came. >You offered them spaghetti, but they didn't want any. >They didn't want to play. And they gave hugs, but they were meanie hugs that hurt good fluffies and made them stop moving. >Your herd was terrified, and tried to run away in all directions at once. >It's not working out very well. >Life had been so good here. >You had a huge family, a great smarty friend, and as far as you knew you were the biggest, toughest fluffy in all Spaghetti Land. >You're beginning to realize otherwise as the Big Monster Fluffies have begun decimating your herd. >They're so big and strong and scary! >Nothing can stop them! >As you are running from them, you feel lighter. >No! Little Smarty has jumped off your back! >She is sitting on the ground, facing the army of Monster Fluffies! >"Nuuu! Wun away, wittle Smawty! Dese munstas no fwends! Dey gif big ouchies!" >But Little Smarty does not heed your warning. She just sits there, staring at the approaching horde. >You suddenly realize what she's doing.   >"Wittle smawty ... fite munstas? Wet hewd get away?" you ask, tugging at her. >"Dat right! Smawty fwuffy!"   >You hug her tightly. She is the bravest, most beautiful fluffy ever. >"You best fwuffy!" you cry. >"You good fwuffy! Fwuffy wuv you!" she responds.   >You try run away, but you can't... and not just because there are other fluffies running around everywhere getting in the way. >You can't just let her ... >You turn around and watch in horror as the white monsters have reached her. >Without a word, the one in the lead pushes Little Smarty over and steps on her throat.     >Be Fuzzy Pony #1871. >After recieving the secret order, and having no humans in sight, you began terminating the older models. >You are in the middle of doing so now. >But something is wrong. >This creature does not smell right. >It does not breathe. >You are crushing its windpipe, but it is not dying. >It is more sturdily built than any fluffy pony. >Also, even though you should have cut off its air, it speaks clearly: >"You good fwuffy! Fwuffy wuv you!"     >Fuzzy ponies are smarter than fluffy ponies. >That's not hard. >They are also programmed with any number of safety measures. >They are absolutely, 100%, unable to harm humans, and unconditionally compelled to obey their orders. >They are also programmed to recognize when a human is speaking to them. >The fluffy toy's voice box is a pretty good impression of a fluffy pony. >Good enough to fool a fluffy. >But a fuzzy pony can spot the little mistakes. The pronounciation is a little too clear. >"H-hoomin?" the lead fuzzy pony stammers, shocked. >"Dat right! Smawty fwuffy!" the voice exclaims. >It pronounced the letter R. >That clinches it. This creature APPEARS to be a fluffy pony, but is clearly human. >Customer safety is paramount. Creators didn't want any lawsuits. >If there is any doubt in a fuzzy pony's mind, it assumes human. >Order 109 cannot be executed if there are human observers. >All fuzzy ponies cease their attack immediately.     >Be big tough earth fluffy. >You cannot believe what you have seen! >Little smarty got stepped on by the meanie fluffy monster... >But she was okay! There was no boo-boo juice! >And then she spoke, and ... the big fluffy monster stopped attacking! >Now all the monster fluffies are just standing there! >You run up to Little Smarty's side and puff up your cheeks, looking big. >"You weave now, bad munstas! Go 'way and no huwt fwuffies!" >The monster looks at you impassively, then looks over to Little Smarty. >Apparently he's waiting for her orders. Well, that's understandable. >She IS the smarty friend. >"Go 'way and no huwt fwuffies?" it repeats. >Its voice is scary. It sounds like a fluffy, but is somehow... wrong. >You hold on to Little Smarty for comfort. >"Dat right! Smawty fwuffy!" she says, firmly. >"Acknowledged." say all the monsters at once. >Then they turn around and walk off in the other direction. >You were so scared you think you made bad poopies. >The rest of your herd is peeping out from their hiding places behind their hoofsies. >Seeing that the monsters are leaving, they run up in amazement. >Little Smarty single-handedly defeated a horde of big monster fluffies. >Little Smarty is BADASS.