>You are anon and you have had a bad day.
>You come in hot and sweaty.
>You wonder to the fridge and open it.
>You pull out some water and drink it.
>Bleh, you ignore the dirty taste in your mouth.
>”Yay! Daddeh home! Wan pway wif fwuffy?”
>You turn and see mister fucking smiling all the time asshole.
>Everything sucks in your life and this guy seems to always be happy.
>Fuck him!
>He stands wagging his tail and smiling waiting for oyou to come to him and play.
>”Fwuffy haf teddy beaw ow toy caw daddeh?”
>That fucking smile!
>You have gone through shit today and all this fucker can do is smile!
>You walk up and kick the bastard in his face.
>”Owie! Owie! Owie! Owie! Why hewt fwuffy?”
>He flies and bounces off the wall.
>You run up and grab him.
>You grab a knife from the table and stab him in his leg crippling it.
>”EEEEEEE! Pwease! Fwuffy am gud fwuffy! Nuu mo hewties! AHHHHH!”
>You stick your finger in the wound and shove causing more pain to the little creature.
>You take swipes with your knife cutting the side of your fluffy, each cut about 4 inches long.
>He babbles incoherently as you laugh at his misery.
>You stab another leg making it even more crippled.
>Tears stream down his face.
>”Fwuffy nuu wike dis game…. Pwease nuu mo sowwies… huu huuh huuuuu….”
>You think to yourself about what can make this better?
>Drugs!
>You walk over to your dirty dresser and pull off a vial and quickly inject it.
>Oh yea!
>You grab another syringe and walk over to the fluffy.
>”Why don’t I share the experience!”
>”Nuuuu! Pweaswe nuu sowwies! fwuffy be gud fwuffy! Nuuuu!”
>His cries just make it that much better.
>You give the drug to the fluffy and watch as his pupils dilate.
>You know his vision is now perceiving  faster.
>You grab the knife and slash again.
>You cause five inch cuts to the fluffies back.
>You cripple his body laying open his ribs and belly.
>He cries potofully as you punch his face over and over.
>You break his jaw and rupture one of his eyes.
>You drop him on the ground and stomp his other legs.
>”…fwu… *gurgle*…. Nuu…”
>”You enjoy your fucking game now!”
>”Where’s your goddamn smile now!”
>A whine leaves his throat as he lays there suffering.
>”Oh! You don’t want to play now? You happy as shit a second ago! You don’t want to play anymore?”
>He whines as he closes his one good eye, “Fwu…fy….so…wwy…da… huuuu….”
>”Well fuck you then! You don’t want to play then fuck off!”
>You snatch him up by his neck and roughly carry him to his safe room.
>You throw him into his pet bed.
>”Just lay there you unsociable asshole!”
>You walk out slamming the door.
>At least you wiped that fucking smile off his face,
>You set back trying to relax as the effects of the drug wear off.
>Exactly one hour later the safe door opens.
>The fluffy pony comes out fully recovered and rested.
>He looks up at you and smiles, “Daddeh home! Wan pway?”
>Fuck!
>You forgot you live in the Fall Out universe.