>Own a grey, wall-eyed pegasus fluffy
>Simple mind, big heart
>You've set yourself down on the couch with a book and a cup of tea, with Fluffy resting on the floor under your hand for belly rubs
>Fluffy looks at your mug curiously
>"Daddy? Wat yoo dwink?"
"It's called 'Tea', Fluffy. It's Daddy's favourite drink."
>Actually your favourite drink is vodka, but you see where this is heading and you'd rather not have to deal with an alcoholic fluffy pony
>"Fwuffy twy tee pwease?"
"I dunno Fluffy, this is very hot. It might give your tongue owies."
>"Fwuffy be cawefuw! Pweeeeeese Daddy?"
>You sigh
"Alright, you can try a little."
 
>You pour some of your tea into a saucer for Fluffy to drink out of
>It cools down pretty quickly once it's out of a mug, so it should be fine...
>Fluffy looks at the saucer full of lukewarm tea, sniffs it, and laps at it
>She pauses for a moment, her eyes going wide
>"I say, father, this is truly a wonderful blend! Should I go so far as to say this is is Pure Ceylon?"
>OHGODWHATTHEFUCKHOLYSHITCALLAPRIEST
>Fluffy shakes her head, as if clearing it
>"Tee nice, but Fwuffy wike wawa betta. Fank'oo Daddy."
>She lies back down and assumes the belly rub position
>You just don't know what went wrong...