>Hanging out with your friends on a slow summers day
>Shoving firecrackers up a fluffy pony's butt
>Then watching it run around until it explodes
>Typical activity for your average 11 year old boy
>Look in the bag, all you've got left is an M-80 and some bottlerockets
>Oh well, save those for later, it's time for lunch
>The three of you walk down the street, cracking jokes and goofing off
>Stop at a diner to get some burgers, sit in the back area
>While there, you hear something, sounds like singing
>You walk outside and find the source, a fluffy pony
>A pink mare with two foals on her stomache
>"Babbehs. Mommeh wuv babbehs. Wuv mommeh wuv "
>She keeps repeating to a tune only she can hear
>You run back and tell the guys, all get the same idea
>After eating you approach the mare
>She's scared at first, earn her trust with a few french fries
>Tell her your taking them to a new, warm, loving home
>She and her foals babble happily
>Finally get to where your going, an old drive-in theater parking lot
>Your friends get to work attaching bottlerockets to the foals
>You shove the M-80 in the mares babby-chute
>With foals ready for launch, you prop their mother up to watch
>They take off into air screaming "NUU, MOMMEH HEWP!"
>The mare kicks in your arms as she watches them explode
>"Babbehs huwt, nee huggies fwom mommeh!"
>You set her down and light the fuse, she runs toward part of her foals
>"Babbehs, Mommeh hew-" is all she said before being scattered everywhere
>A couple high-fives later, it was time to head home
>On the way back, you talked about what to do tomorrow
>A water ballon fight sounded fun, was gonna be hot anyway
>You even know were there's a herd of feral fluffies to fight with