Title:           F&F: Story 3: Innawoods
Author:          fireandfluffies
Pastebin link:   http://pastebin.com/2WfXEBzE
First Edit:      Friday 1st of June 2012 08:18:53 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Friday 1st of June 2012 08:18:53 AM CDT

>fuck everything
>your girlfriend broke up with you
>she stole a bunch of your shit
>and keyed your car
>time to go out to your family’s old woodland hideaway
>on the way there, stop at a gas station to pick up some mountain dew and andy cap’s
>owner warns you about a huge fluffy herd that’s been spotted in area
>the smarty is supposed to be really nasty
>thank him and go on your merry way
>things are starting to feel better after a week
>the liquor cabinet has aided you greatly
>and you’re in your bathing suit headed down to the lake to swim again
STAWP WIGHT DEWE
>you freeze
>what the fuck was that
>a blue earth fluffy jumps out in front of you, followed by a few others
You fwuffy pwisnuh now. We take you to smawty an he make you do stuff
>why the fuck not
>they’re cute enough
>let’s humor them for a little bit
>you put your hands up. “alrighty, you got me, take me to your leader”
GUD. Dum meanie munstah gonna bow befo smawty
>less cute
>but you follow them anyways
>you finally get to a glade a short distance from the house
>there are fluffies everywhere
>it stinks like there are fluffies everywhere too
> there’s a white unicorn sunbathing on a rock in the middle
Smawty, we capcha dum munsta. Wut wanna do
>it’s horn begins to glow
BOW BEFOW SMAWTY DUMMY MUNSTA
>it’s casting some sort of gravity spell
>poorly
>it feels like you’re carrying a gallon of water on your back
>this isn’t cute in the slightest.
>start to walk away
WOYAW GUAWD, TEACH DUMMY MUNSTAH A WESSON
>seven in total are now using that spell on you
>weight has been upgraded to heavy backpack, still nothing debilitating
>still walking away.
>these things are starting to sound like that bitch julia
DUMMY FWUFFYS. SMAWTY SAY WOWK HAWDUH
>the weight gets marginally worse before lifting completely
>smarty’s incessant yelling has been replaced by cries for help and a low rumble
>turn to look what the hell is going on
>smarty and “royal guard” are being dragged towards what seems to be a pinprick hole in reality
>in his fervor to cast the spell the smarty summoned a black hole that’s barely contained
DUMMY FWUFFIES HEWP SMAWTY
>fluffy ponies can’t think and talk at the same time
>fluffy pony has miscast
>the pinpoint expands to a football size, and the low rumble to a loud roar
>you hold onto a tree and pray for divine intervention
>the mewling and pleading stop with a loud clap
>the black hole dissipated, and birds can now be heard chirping in the trees
>and not a single fluffy pony in sight
>fucking beautiful.