- first fluffy pony story so feedback appreciated. I was gonna write it in the previous thread but put way too much detail into it for a first one and gave up. I'll keep this brief.
- >have fluffy pony, brown earth pony who is as loyal as a dog. You treat him well and he isn't as stupid as most, he is called Barney.
- >one day returning from playing at the park, we're taking a short cut home through some really trashy place. Feral fluffies are common
- >group of them spring out at us and attack
- >"raaaar"! they attempt to holler
- >they bite Barney
- >"owwies!" I hear Barney cry
- >I quickly kick the little shits away from him, being thankful I didn't end up killing one of the fuckers
- >they scatter back into the shadows
- >get home from incident, Barney is acting less enthusiastic. You credit this to the scare he must have gotten
- >Decide he needs cheering up
- >"Guess what I've made Barney!" you say as you bring through a big plate of spaghetti for him
- >"saghetti!" Barney chirps, unfortunately, something is missing in his bark.
- >He eats the spaghetti while I dig in to my meal, surprisingly I finish before him for once. Usually I'd gloat of this achievement but for some reason something is missing tonight
- >Think things will be better in the morning, decide to tuck him into his little bed you made him and get some Zzz's
- >"daddy"
- >"yes champ?"
- >"I wuv you *cough*"
- >"love you too squirt. Get some rest eh?"
- >Barney is now fast asleep
- >you tuck into bed and doze off.
- >Wake up in the morning after a good sleep, check the time and you managed to get 13 hours, chuffed knowing the rest of the day will be great after an awesome sleep. However, you realise you've slept in till 1pm.
- >"Morning champ!" you call while turning round to face Barney
- >Barney is gone
- >you panic
- >"Barney, stop playing round! Come out mate!"
- >no response
- >"Barney!!!"
- >nothing
- >"Barney, I'm serious, get out here right now or no spaghetti for two weeks!" you're sure this will get him
- >nothing
- >you're now really panicking, you know for a fact Barney wouldn't risk no spaghetti for 2 weeks just for some joke
- >check all around the house, even the back garden
- >nothing
- >quickly hop into some clothes, get your shoes on and leave the door with some slices of bread for sustenance to eat as you've yet you have breakfast
- >also down 500mls of water before leaving
- >get out of house and immediately check the park. Maybe Barney was just eager to play and left from the door flap?
- >deep down you know Barney would never do that without you, but you gotta believe something other than him drowning or some stupid way of him killing himself
- >Get to the park after a 20 minute rush, you had to run for the first time in what seemed years, public transport would've let you down and you don't drive. You feel you're lungs are going to explode
- >talk to other fluffy owners asking if they saw him, alas, they did not
- >check all around the park but nothing
- >decide it's time to check the woods
- >scour the woods top to bottom hoping you'll find him while shouting his name, but nothing.
- >realise it's now 7pm and getting dark, all hopes of finding Barney seem lost.
- >you head home hoping he might've gone back to the house and maybe he had just been on a walk stretching his fluffy legs
- >taking the shortcut and you hear the running around of feral fluffies, but they're just little furballs, no big deal
- >"Munster! Attack!"
- >swarmed by fluffies, fucking 20 of them
- >these fluffies aren't nice fluffies, all of them are scruffy as fuck
- >somehow you realise you've fallen to the floor, fluffies noming at your shirt and legs, the occasional teeth bites fucking nip
- >you look into the eyes of the ponies, they are all...red...
- >you get up but get taken to the ground again. You don't want to have to hurt the little shits but you're getting sick of this
- >you start flailing your arms and the fluffies back off, then all of a sudden you see fucking hundreds of them with rope in their mouths
- >"tie munster!" you hear chanted
- >somehow you're fucking tied to the ground by these shits, you're really starting to panic now
- >you try to get yourself free by squirming round, "OWWIES!" and crunching bones are what you hear you finally manage to roll round and get up
- >you just get full rustled mode, start stomping the shits every chance you get, hearing the little bones crunch once more. "Little fucks! This is what happens when you try to fuck with me!"
- >You're not a bad guy, but primal instincts took over.
- >you finally compose yourself and realise what you have did. A little distraught at first, you realise they are feral and were going to do god knows to you. You get over it fast
- >"Daddie!" you hear cried
- >it's Barney
- >"Daddie! Help" the muffled screams are heard from not far away
- >in what looks to be some abandoned tin shed type thing, you enter to find Barney tied on a small chair, with 3 feral fluffies taking turns beating him in the face with their hooves
- >Barneys face is swollen, blood drippijng down everywhere
- >you quickly grab one of them and toss him to the side, you hear a thud as his bones break
- >the other two immediately turn their attention to you
- >one manages to clamber up to just below your knee cap and ram what appears to be a shard of glass into your skin
- >the pain is ignored by you as you stomp on him, another crack of the bones as you see a smeared face in the ground, brain matter hanging out the destroyed cranium of the feral fluffy
- >the last one seems to be the ringleader of this strange feral fluffy mafia group. He has a golden chain around his neck and an eyepatch.
- >He grabs a gun and points it at your skull
- >"die, fawgot!" is heard as he pulls the trigger. you see a bullet flying directly for your forehead
- >"bwap" goes the bullet as it makes impact with your forehead, then falls to the ground
- >it felt like a fucking pea shooter shot, nothing more
- >you quickly grab him by the throat
- >lay him on the ground and take the shard of glass from your leg
- >you then severe his head with it
- >no time to gloat in victory
- >"Barney, you okay champ?"
- >you get down to your knees to check if Barney is okay
- >his face is horrible, teeth missing, blood from his nose flooding the floor, big black eyes from the beating
- >"daddie, im sowwy for going out wivout oou"
- >tears are forming in your eyes, as well as his
- >"it's okay champ. Pleas tell me you're okay?"
- >"is heaven real daddie?"
- >you are now fully sobbing
- >"yes champ, it is. With all the spaghetti you can eat, and fields to play on as far as the eye can see"
- >"Daddie, I think I need to go to heaven now, too many owwies"
- >you're about to start begging him to stay, but you realise he is far too beaten to live any more
- >"just promise you'll wait for me champ, I'll be there with you soon"
- >"daddie"
- >"I... *cough* wuv oou"
- >Barneys head goes to his side and his frantic breathing has stopped
- >Barney is dead
- end.
- tell me what you think please. What you liked, what you didn't, how I can improve?
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