>You put a new hook and bait onto the line, and cast again.
>this time it takes a bit longer before you get a bite.
>When you reel it in, you've got an earth pony that you assume used to be white.
>There's no sign of the hook or sinker, the line goes right into the fluffy pony's mouth
>It must have swallowed the first six or seven inches of the line at least. The hook is somewhere in it's digestive tract.
>"Why tummy hwurt?" it mewls, before burping up a little blood
>Welp, this one is fucked. Might as well get your weights back.
>"C'mere, let me get you all fixed up"
>You grab it under one arm, and wrap the line around your other hand.
>You jerk the line out from the earth fluffy's mouth. It's eyes go wide with pain. There's a snap, and the line is free. The weights come out of the critter's mouth, covered in blood.
>The hook is still inside it, but you didn't expect to get that back anyway.
>The earth fluffy is screaming and crying in pain
>you put it down and it bolts off as fast as it's little marshmellow legs can take it, occasionally vomiting blood
>You get your line ready again, and cast
>You get a bite almost immediately. You reel it in around the bend
>It's the white earth fluffy from earlier
>Mybrainisfulloffuck.midi
>This time the hook has wedged itself up through it's mouth and into it's eyeball
>Holy shit these things are dumb.
>There's no sport in this. It's too easy.
>You cut the line, leaving the hook in it's eye and mouth
>It runs off in fear, trailing blood.
>Pack up your tackle
>Kick over the box with the pegasus fluffy and scare it away down the alley
>Head home unsatisfied.
 
Fuckin' fluffy ponies. Dumber than trout.