The Mill Part 10

>you are Joey

>just got done shoveling shit out back with Hailey and head inside to feed the fluffies their lunch

>you make your rounds filling up troughs and notice Tub looking sad

>he snivels and murmurs something about “wan speciaw fwiend..”

>must still be upset about yesterday, mark said he cried until he left at 10 that night

>you’re pretty sure he’d be beaten and bruised if he wast so big

>you feel bad so you scratch him behind the ear

>youd give him a treat but he doesn’t need anymore extra food

>after all is fed and done you head to the office and go to the office for some lunch

>you sit down at the table and pull out your lunch and hear the door open

>you get ready to hop up and help a customer but recognize the man

>it’s the fluffy tattooist, an Asian man holding a briefcase

>he smiles at you and does a little bow

>you just wave and call for Mark whose out back counting how much fluffy fertilizer there is to sell

>Mark comes in and bows then both shake hands

>the tattooist pulls out his phone and speaks to it, translating his words “where is the horse?”

>marks goes to the pen and pulls out the OC order, a bark green fluffy with a blue mane

>”hewp! Wan down! No wike up high!” Its says cowering behind its hooves

>mark recently got done teaching it the litterbox and how to be a good fluffy, now it gets its cutie mark then its new home

>the tattooist  puts the briefcase downs and opens it

>first he pulls out a board with straps on it which the foal is placed in and strapped down

>”nuuuuu! Nu huwt weggies! Am good babbeh! Babbeh be-“

>”shush” says mark

>remarkably the foal now lays quietly, but slightly whimpering

>Mark is amazing when it comes to teaching foals discipline and manners

>the tattooist smiles at mark and takes out his equipment

>first he shaves the foals flank, it still remains quiet but its whimpering increases

>once both flanks are shaved he readies his gun and speaks to his phone again

>”the mark” it says as he holds his hand out

>Mark hands his a paper with a doodle on it that was sent to them by the customer

>the man gives it a quizzical look but begins  his work

>the second the gun touches the foal it cries “ouchies!” and bumps around uselessly due to the straps

>”stay STILL” says Mark in a harsh voice

>the foal whimpers once again and tries to hide his face in the board

>after about 20 minutes the man is done

>Mark pays him and with a bow the tattooist leaves

>the foal sits in the corner of the pen whimpering say its “poopie pwace huwt”

>the other foals gather around giving it hugs, some bumping the tattooed area causing the foal to go “eep!” and have tears well in his eyes

>Mark takes a piece of candy giving it to the foal, and after consumption the foal completely forgets the experience

 

>3 hours later it looks like the fluff has just started to go back

>good thing to, because the customer is here

>he’s a tall chubby guy, in his twenties and lo and behold he’s wearing a fedora

>”hello you must be Brian?” Mark asks extending his hand to greet his

>”that’s me, Mark I presume?” Brian replies shaking Marks hand “Is he ready?”

>”yes he is, Joey would you grab the order?”

>you walk to the pen and it looks like the foals are playing a cute game of tag

>you reach in and grab the foal who isn’t as scared this time and hold him in both palms

>you carry him over to the man and tell him “this is your new daddy little guy!”

>”new daddy/’ the foal asks

>”ahh Bartholomew! At long last!” the man exclaims

>oh Christ

>”excellent! The cutie mark is perfect as well!”

>you just now get a good look at it and notice it’s a telescope looking out a window at a starry sky with and open book next to it

>”he’s my OC pony, personal friends with twilight sparkle! They were both tutored under princess celestia, it’s just not mentioned that she has more than one pupil. They grew up together in canterlot castle, they even shared their first kiss together! Its all in my stories. I post on this site, 4chan, im sure you’ve heard of it. Anyway this thread called Anon in equestria, I have a pastebin there ‘Lauren Faust’s lover’ is my pastebin. I’ll send you a link so you can know all about Bartholomew’s story!”

>you’ve never felt so bad for a fluffy before in our life

>”oh! Almost forgot!” says brian as he reaches in his pocket and pulls out a tiny pair of glasses and puts them on “Bartholomew’s” face

>bartholomew’s eyes look as big and goofy as a cartoons does as he’s blinks around looking confused

>”fwuffy no wike dis” he says

>”sweetie your name is Bartholomew now, can you say Bartholomew?” ask brian in a motherly voice

>”fwuffy name bawf….bawfo…..bawf….” says the poor foal struggling to pronounce his own name

>”we’ll work on it, oh you look perfect!” says Brain giddily

>maybe a mercy kill wouldn’t be so bad right now for the little guy

>”yes well, hate to push it on you but our payment?” asks Mark

>”oh yes of course!” the neckbeard says reaching for his checkbook

 

>after he finally leaves Mark gives you quite a look

>”when I was in my twenties my first concern was getting a job and getting laid, not my little fricken pony” he says

“well if they had TV back then im sure you would have” you say cracking at his age once again

>”remind me not to pay you this month” he says

”maybe you can watch MLP with Hans sometime, might make you feel like you did in the roarin’ twenties”

>”don’t you have shit to shovel?”