gizmo

>be in the united states army

>the forces has started a program to rescue fluffies over seas since they are forcibly killed by law

>fucking hippies

>they've been issued to the forces since there was such a surplus

>if they aren't getting brutally raped by marines or bullying the coast gaurd. they are usually left to die on a dufflebag or killed on the firing range

>as a ranger you get to pick which one you get

>cuz that makes the situation better

>you see a black fluffy with white stripes going down his back

>he looks cool so you pick him

>don't name him for two reasons

>1: he'll be killed

>2: you're shitty with names

>you take it back to your barracks and give it a sidearm

here. figure this thing out. i'm going for a beer

>you come back three hours later

>he's taken apart the gun and made it into some sort of device

what the hell did you do

>fwuffy sowwy fwuffy deswowed toy! fwuffy sowwy

>you pick it up

>it wraps around your hand

what the hell did you do?

>fwuffy sowwy! fwuffy sowwy!

>you don't care for his pleas of help and are trying to figure out what to do

>you grab the rail of the bed

>it smushes in the railing and puts the top bunk slightly leaning foward

>the guy sleeping on it falls off

>"you little shit! you think this is funny!"

>he takes a swing at you

>you grab his arm with the metal glove and send him flying down the barrack hall

whoa

>you look at the little fluffy

you made this?

>fwuffy sowwy. no huwties. im bad fwuffy.

your not in trouble

>you put him into your storage box and go to sleep. curious about what the hell that fluffy made

>next day

>stumble out of bed

>that bugle player is shit

>you go to get on your pants

>open your storage box

>the fluffy has not only shit on all your things

>but he's made something out of your lighter

what did you do this time?

>fwuffy sowwy. wan fwuffy to kil sewf?

stop being so damn sorry

>you decide to see what he did this time

>you light it

>it's like a fucking flamethrower

>what is the point of this

>whatever it's cool

you made this

>you decide to wash of the stuff he's shit on

>once that's done. you have a brilliant idea

>you decide to name him gizmo

>you take gizmo over to the airfield

okay. do something

>you put him into the intake of the engine of a fighter

>if you are right. this fluffy is proven the smartest fluffy in the world

>if your wrong. you can replace it with a cuter more playfull fluffy

>a day later. pilots have shit to do and whatnot

>they go over to their fighters

>one heads for the one gizmo's in

>you see gizmo crawl out. covered in dirt

>the pilot goes to start the engine

>it starts. but it sounds different

>the pilot taxi's over

>instead of flight. the jet starts to rumble louder

>it goes practically into a warpspeed and dissapears

>but the pilot is still capable of control. or so the radio says

>this isn't right

>you decide to carry out your duties anyway

>after a good week you go back to your barrack

>wouldn't you know it. it's gizmo who greets you as soon as you walk in

>daddy! daddy wuv gizmo

yeah yeah yeah what did you do this time

>a grave look struck it's face

>you walk over to your bed

>it's turned your cellphone into a fucking gamma ray laser

i needed that

>this is the last straw

>despite how smart he is

>he's too smart

>you have three options

>kill him, give him up, or turn him loose into the wild

>he wont get a better life with you or someone else here

>but life is life so you take him into the middle of nearby woods

>dadeh? why u leav gizmo

>you walk off without talking to it

>despite its intelligence. it reverts to instinct and starts to cry

>tomorrow will be a new day. hopefully it will forget about you

>but you never know

>one week later

>you wake up to sirens

>this is gonna be fun. that or some idiot needs his ass wiped

>you open the door to see buildings on fire and explosions

>by the explosions it seems to be coming from one person

>you gear up and head to the scene

>it's fucking gizmo

>he somehow made a fucking exo sceletal suit

>don't ask how he even got the materials. he probably stole a car on a road

>point is. he has it. and he's trying to kill everone

>dum hoomans hate gizmo. gizmo giv big oucheis

>it's up to you to stop him

>he see's you

>he swoops you up and takes you off to the woods

>but for some reason. he wants to talk. but he's violent about it

>yu tel gizmo y u no liek gizmo. den gizmo giv big ouchies

>then? thats not how it works in the rangers

you really wanna know. lean in then

>why gizmo len in

it's a secret

>he leans in close

>you throw him out of the exsceleton

>aah! why daddeh huwt gizmo?

because you were going to kill me

>he tries to run away

>he runs in your direction

>you pick him up by the scruff of his neck

>pwease daddeh! no huwt gizmo. gizmo sowwy

you left me no choice

>you swing your arm and he slams into a tree

>he dies on impact

fluffies should never be that smart