>You are a smarty friend.
>You are the bestest smarty friend.
>And it is now nummie time.
>You are leading your herd to the grassy place so they can eat.
>Of course you get the freshest and greenest grassies because you are bestest smarty!
>You are walking tall with your herd behind you and your daughter just to your side.
>She is a light sandy earth fluffy with a peach mane.
>She has recently grown to be a big fluffy and the most pretty girl fluffy in your herd.
>You are a proud daddy!
>And the best thing is since you are smarty you get the pretties fluffies to be your special friend!
>You keep her close so the other bad fluffies won’t try to take your smarty right away.
>You are getting close to your nummies place.
>You stomp showing you are the bestest smarty.
>”Dum dum fwuffies stay hewe! Smawty go eat nummies fiwst!”
>You stride forward flicking your tail.
>None of the other fluffies are as good as you.
>You step out in the nummie place and look for the bestest grassies for the bestest…
>Who is that!?
>This is bad, some other dum dum fluffy has started eating in your nummie place!
>He can’t do that!
>You are the bestest smarty and this is your area!
>You stomp out.
>You are going to boop this dum dum fluffy hard!
>You can only see his back side.
>He is stupid weak fluffy!
>You see a crook in his tail where he got owchies from something else.
>You stomp closer, such a weak fluffy has no business eating the bestest smarty’s grass!
>You get behind him and swat at his rump.
>”Dis smawty wand! Yoo go way!”
>Owies! His body is kind of hard.
>No matter, he should run crying.
>You gave him owies!
>You puff your cheeks.
>This is strange… he’s not running.
>In fact, his head just popped up.
>Dum dum fluffy, can’t even have a good horn.
>He has some sort of strange horn, he’s not a good unicorn fluffy like you!
>But why isn’t he running?
>Actually he is turning around to face you!
>Oh no! This isn’t a fluffy at all!
>He has a torn ear!
>His face has a mark on it!
>His fluff is broken on his shoulder!
>He is bearing his teethe at you… and he is missing one!
>On top of that he looks big!
>Maybe even bigger than you!
>He glares at you, “Why yoo hit Deadmeat!?”
>You want to go back.
>This is a bad fluffy and you need to get your herd to give him owchies.
>But you can’t be weak.
>Even with your knees shaking you stomp at him.
>”D-did smawty wand! Y-yoo go-“
*BOOP*
>He just hit you!
 >You feel yourself flying backward and landing on the ground.
>”Owies! Bad fwuffy give owchies to smawty!”
>You rub your nose and look up.
>Oh no! He’s running at you!
>You roll on your belly and cover your eyes to hide from this beast.
>Nothing happens.
>You uncover your eyes and look up.
>Why is the monster standing beside you with his tail raised?
>It looks like he is going to…
*pfffbbbblllt*
>”Nuuuuuuuuu! Munsta fwuffy gif smawty sowwy poopies! Wahhhhhh!”
>He just poopied on your back!
>Now you don’t smell pretty!
>You jump up and run back to your herd crying.
>Your herd is sitting and waiting, “Time for fwuffies haf niummies?”
>You sit in front of your mighty herd that is eight strong.
>”Smawty get sowwies! wahhhhhh! Nee’ huggies! Bwahhhh!”
>They are good dum dum fluffies.
>They come up and give you huggies.
>You feel much better now.
>But now your herd doesn’t smell pretty.
>”Nuu hug smawty nuu mo!”
>They all jump back.
>”Dey meanie munsta in nummie pwace!”
>They all start to cower,”Munsta!”, “Nuuuu!”, “Saf fwuffy!”
>Some do scared poopies and a couple cover their eyes shaking.
>You stomp at them, “Fwuffy ge up and go gif owies to munsta!”
>They start crying.
>You run up and boop one on the nose.
>”Go gif sowwies or smawty gif owchies!”
>They nervously walk to the edge of the field an look out seeing this monstrous unicorn fluffy.
>”Nuuu! Dat meanie fwuffy!”
>They start to shake and stop advancing.
>You run up and buck on in the rump, “Go gif sowwies an owies or smawty gif mo big sowwies!”
>Their fear of you kicks in and they charge.
>Some are making scaredy poopies and other openly cry as they charge that bad fluffy.
>The monster fluffy hears them and looks up.
>He faces them and stomps puffing his cheeks and makes sparklies with his horn, “Go way!”
>Two of your fluffies drop down on their bellies and cry while the rest turn and run back to you.
>”Hewp fwuffy! Musta fwuffy get fwuffy!”
>They run back and run over you trying to get away from this new horrible beast that dares to eat your nummies.
>You set back up with all the fluffies huddling around you.
>”Dis nuu faiw! Dis nuu faiw! Nex’ Speshul fwen cum to smawty!”
>You have to work off your frustrations and you have a right to all the prettiest fluffies!
>You stand there huffing.
>”Nex’ Speshu Fwen!”
>You stomp and look around.
>It hits you, she isn’t here!
>You turn and demand from your herd, ”Whewe smawty babeh!?”
>”New fwen? Wan pway?”
>You spin around in shock.
>She is sitting in front of the monster wagging her tail!
>NOOOOOOO!!!
>You start to run out and remember the sorry poopies.
>You fall down at the edge of the grassy area and yell out, “Cum to smawty babeh!”
>Not too loud though, you don’t want the monster to come as well.
>It seems she never heard you though as she just sits in front of this meanie fluffy.
>He swallows a mouthful of grass and looks up.
>”Yoo nuu scawed of Deadmeat?”
>She walks up and sniffs, “Youu am fwuffy, mean yoo pway wif Nex Speshul fwen!”
>He maliciously smiles happily at her.
>What bad thoughts he must have!
>Oh no! He’s talking her again!
>”Am Deadmeat wha fwuffy name?”
>”Am Nex Speshul Fwen! Daddeh gaf name!”
>”Deadmeat wike Nex Speshul Fwen, wan pway?”
>She squees and hugs the bad fluffy!
>NOOOO!!!
>You try to yell out again but the fear of the big unicorn stops you.
>They start to run around with each other giggling.
>All you can do is watch in terror.
>Then you see your other two fluffies that fell down crawling toward the monster unicorn.
>They are on their bellies inching closer to him.
>Yay! They will get your baby back!
>Then you can get special huggies and everything will be better!
>Suddenly the maroon fluffy sees them coming.
>He looks at them and puffs his cheeks, “Go way or big owchies!”
>They freeze and start shaking.
>That won’t get your baby back!
>”Fwuffy wan pway too…”
>Your baby dances even more, “Yay! Mo fwen to pway!”
>The maroon beast looks at them, “Yoo twy gif Deadmeat owchies!?”
>They shake their heads, “Nuu twy hewt munsta fwuffy! Jus wan pway!”
>He stomps at them, “Deadmeat nuu munsta!”
>They jump up and run to the invading unicorn and hug him!
>They aren’t supposed to do that!
>Only bestest smarty can get huggies!
>The maroon unicorn fluffy curls his nose, “Nuu smeww pwetty!”
>He pushes them away.
>”Fwuffies am sowwy!”
>They both fall down and rub themselves in the grass to clean off the poop from hugging you.
>”YOO GOT POOPIE ON DEADMEAT!”
>He glares down at the stains on his fluff.
>You daughter yelps and falls down shaking.
>The two fluffies jump up and start apologizing, “Sowwy! Fwuffy am sowwy! Cwean munsta fuffy!”
>”Am nu munsta!!!”
>They ignore his yells and start to lick the poop off him.
>Why hasn’t your herd done that for you!?
>Now all four of them are running around tickling each other and laughing.
>What!?
>Now the two herd members and your baby are eating while the maroon fluffy rolls in the sun!
>You are not standing for this!
>You look at your herd and whisper, “Go gif owchies…”
>They burst out crying and hold each other.
>You whine in frustration!
>He is getting up and walking?
>Your baby looks at him, “Whewe fwen go?”
>He doesn’t even turn, he simply says, ”Deadmeat go way, wan get mo way fwom munstas.”
>That’s right!
>He knows he better run from bestest smarty!
>Your daughter and your two herd members run after him, “Nuu! Stay and pway wif fwuffy!”
>”Deadmeat nuu wike dis pwace, wan go way.”
>The two fluffies from your herd look back at you, “Fwuffies wike new fwen betteh den smawty…”
>Their faces light up, “Yoo be new smawty!”
>”Nex Speshul Fwen wan go too!”
>The two traitors are jumping about, “Haf new smawty! Haf new smawty!”
>”Am Deadmeat!”
>Your daughter stops and looks back at you, “Can Nex Speshul Fwen go wif new fwen?”
>You hold your hoof up waving her back.
>You whisper, “Nuuu, come back to smawty…”
>”Yay! Daddeh wave fwuffy on, go wif new fwen!”
>Noooooo!!!
>You watch the four fluffies, the monster, your baby and the two traitors walk away.
>When they are out of site you jump up and stomp furiously.
>You turn and start to boop your dum dum herd for being too cared to stand up to that bad fluffy.
>When they are crying sufficiently, you stomp out to the field and eat your fill of nummies.
>When you have solved your tummy rumblies you stomp back to your herd and give even more boops.
>”Cwean smawty noa!”
>You make them lick the poop off your pretty fluff.
>You still aren’t happy.
>You walk to one of the female fluffies.
>She shakes at your approach.
>You boop her hard and make boo boo juice come from her nose.
>”Tuwn fo smawty!”
>She sniffles and turns lifting her tail, “Nuu wan bad speshul huggies…”
>You mount and start to thrust.
>”Enf, enf, enf, dat bad, enf, enf, enf, take babeh, enf, enf…”
>You ignore the cries of the female and viciously yank her back every time she tries to waddle out from under you.
>”Bad, enf, enf, enf, BAD FWUFFY! Enf, ENF, ENNNNFFFFfffff… “
>Finally the good feel hits you.
>You pant on top of the sobbing female who only manages to mutter, “bad huggies…” every few seconds.
>You slide off and huff for a minute.
>You walk to the field and look where the four fluffies walked off to.
>A smile crosses your face.
>You start to laugh, “Tee hee… Tee hee hee hee! Yoo a dum dum fwuffy!”
>You turn to your crying herd, “Yoo get nuu numies fo being dum dums!”
>They start bawling anew with tears streaming down their faces.
>You feel better now that you have punished your herd for being afraid to stand up to that bad monster fluffy.
>You hate that you lost your pretty daughter but you can get more of those.
>You feel much better looking at the way they left.
>You know where that path leads.
>It leads to sorries and big hurties!
>”Hee hee heee! Smawty am bestest smawty! Yoo dum dum munsta!”
>That path leads to the big place where the humans live.
>There are strong mean fluffies there.
>There are lots of places that give big owchies!
>There are no nummies or places to get sippies to get rid of dry throat.
>Humans don’t like fluffies there.
>The dum fluffy is going the worst way any fluffy can.
>You hate to lose your daughter but the two traitors deserve it!
>No fluffy ever comes back from the city!
>”TEE HEE HEE HEE!!!”