Princess Five

>Be a sad sad human.

>Your fluffy pony died.

>Got her from shelter two days ago.

>You were bathing her, and looked away for two seconds.

>BAM, fluffy pony lungs filled with bath water.

>Too embarassed to go back to the shelter.  They were already asking questions last time.

>Know there's a herd of feral fluffy ponies living in nearby woods.

>Drive out with burlap sack.

>Follow the trail of poop and shed fluff.

>Find them.  A glorious grove of at least forty fluffies.

>All asleep, all so fucking cute.

>Grab a pink unicorn and shove her in the sack.

>Sprint back to car, trying not to cackle too loudly.

>"Hewp!" burlap sack cries.  "Dawk an' scawry!  Fwuffy can' find fwends!  Fwends!  Hewp fwuffy!"

>Already in car, speed home.

>"Woud noises!  Fwuffy scawred!  Munstah has fwuffy!"

>Step in front door, bring sack to safe room, dump out pink unicorn.

>Pink fluffy pony is horrified.  Urine and shit are dripping from burlap sack.

>Fluffy pony sees you and immediately poops herself.

>"No huwt fwuffy, pwese!" she sobs. "Fwuffy is good pone.  No huwt fwuffy!"

>"I'm not going to hurt you," you pet her.  "I'm your new daddy.  This is your new home!"

>Her wet eyes look thrilled.  "New daddy?  New home for fwuffy?"

>"That's right," you smile.  "Your name will be Princess Five."

>"Pwincess Fwive!" she cheers happily.  "Princess Fwive wuv new daddy!"  She bounces around happily before spotting the pile of decomposing fluffy ponies in the corner.  "New fwends?"

>You smile, your eyes watering with love.  "Yes, those are your new friends.  Princess One through Four."