Title:           A simple wish
Author:          Staccato
Pastebin link:   http://pastebin.com/bPUhQvpb
First Edit:      Wednesday 6th of June 2012 04:59:53 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Wednesday 6th of June 2012 04:59:53 PM CDT

Daddeh, wan fwy.
>Its been five days since your fluffy started saying he wants to fly.
>Usually you can use a cookie to distract him long enough that he forgets entirely what he was asking.
>Not this time.
>His peanut brain must have short-circuited and now the only thing he can think of is flying.
>Not even a reset with a pair of alligator clips seems to help.
Daddeh, wan fwy.
>You explain to your fluffy that fluffies arent supposed to fly.
>He doesnt seem to care in the slightest. He keeps pestering you about flying; hes not interested in his ball, his blocks or spaghettis anymore.
>Youve read somewhere online that a guy built a custom potato gun to make his fluffy fly, and decide to do the very same thing.
>Next weekend, you go to the middle of nowhere with your fluffy. He must have somehow understood what youre going to do, because he keeps babbling excitedly.
Fwuffy fwy! Fwuffy wuv daddeh!.
>When you arrive in a remote field, you lay a couple of mattresses on the ground and put the squirming fluffy inside the potato gun.
Try to land on the pillows, okay?.
Otay daddeh! Fwuffy fwy on piwwows!
>You press the button on the potato gun, until the pressure launches your fluffy into the sky.
FWUFFY FWYYYYYYYYYYYYY! SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
>In a couple of seconds, he reaches his momentum.
FWUFFY FWYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY-
>SPLAT
>You sigh, pick up the corpse of your fluffy pony and toss it inside the nearest bush.
>He was an earth fluffy, after all.
