Brew of Death
> Summer has waned, and the colorful season of Autumn is nearing its close
> A mighty tree has shed all its leaves onto the surrounding meadow as the season shifts
> Yawning sleepily a now fat black cat observes the leaves and other colorful creatures moving about the ground
> Fluffy ponies play happily once more in the meadow
> The horrible summer a distant memory
> Munching on grass and the renaming flowers greedily
> All in preparation for the coming cold
> An old gray fluffy yawns while he watches his herd play happily and eat their fill
> Due to bad fluffies, weather, and accidents his herd is unusually small this year
> Many stallions didn't survive the "saddest wawa time"
> He put down the rebellious fluffies with poison berries he keeps in a small room behind the food storage
> When he was young the fluffy gave bad fluffies big huwties for punishment
> He was a very strong unicorn, and he kept the herd safe, like his daddy before him
> His daddy was...
> He pouts trying to remember his father
> This fluffy is almost 6
> All he remembers was a strong gray fluffy like he used to be
> As the old fluff thinks a yellow and black unicorn waddles up
> "Hewwo pointeh daddeh, hewd haff wossa nummies, why yuu nuu eat nummies?"
> The old fluff looks up at his favorite son
> "Oh, hewwo Buzzeh... Fwuffy was finkin bout mah daddeh... Suu sweepie... *yawn* gonna haff nappies..."
> Laying down the old fluff sleeps like a newborn snuggling in its mothers warm fluff
> Buzzy smiles as he returns to his family
> Rosy is munching hungrily with five small fluffies toddling around her grazing and playing
> They mewl about yikkie grass, no more milk, love, hugs, and the like
> It's her fifth litter this year
> The parents vaguely recognize other adults around them as their children
> They only remember the sad ones vividly
> Zippeh and Zippee during the hot time, Wiffer during the saddest water time, and a foal snatched by the sad birds without a name just a month ago
> Other families have had it even harder
> Buzzy's sister Flower has lost all of her children in seven different litters
> Flower then lost her husband in the saddest water time
> She hasn't spoken since silently eating on grass and sleeping all the time
> Flower's husband got bad nummies by the old gray fluff
> Buzzy still doesn't know what to think about that
> Looking at the old, kind, sleepy fluffy he feels happy
> He's got the oldest daddy of any herd!
> But, when he thinks about seeing Pointy so mad
> The yellow fluff shakes his black mane
> "nuu, daddeh good, giff bad nummies tuu bad fwuffies, good fwuffies get good nummies"
> That settles it in a fluffy mind
> Though the doubt still lingers in the back of his head
> Across the field fillies and colts play as adults pack on as much fat as they can
> Were it not for the extra reserves of energy the herd would be extremely sluggish with weight
> No fluffies are allowed to have more babies
> Gray fluff said so, "Cowd time commin! Tuu cowd fow bebbehs! Bebbehs haff wongest sweepies in cowdest time!"
> "Bad fwuffies who haff speciaw huggies an bebbehs naow awe bad fwuffies!"
> The recent memory of his power scares many fluffies into celibacy
> The ornery young colts are kept in line by mothers and mares alike
> Several have been beaten off while trying to give their first special hugs
> "Buuuh! Buuh! buh! Fwuffy haffa giff good feww! Nee giff speciaw huggies suu bad!"
> A smack on the sack by an angry mare fixes that
> "NUU! Bad fwuffies haff speciaw huggies befowe cowd time! NUU Wan bebbehs tu sweepies fowevah!"
> Despite the rigorous prevention tactics there is one dam waddling around the field
> She's been ostracized by the herd
> A young filly who had the "hawt speciaw feww" she gave sex to an older stallion who lost his mare
> But, after the herd found out he was banished to the forest beyond
> Now alone she will have to raise the foals single handed
> It will be another week or so before she is ready to birth
> Dangerously close to winter
> Until then the herd packs fat onto their frail bodies
> Even colts and fillies are beginning to become plumper in preparation
> Soon the disobedient mare births
> Alone she bears her children beneath the old tree
> Miraculously both of her children survive
> Once she has cleaned them she is out eating to make milk
> Then the gray fluff appears
> His herd watch nervously from a distance
> "What yuu wan? Hafta eat wossa nummies an make miwkies fow bebbehs"
> The herd is silent, both fearful and expectant for their elder to speak
> "Mummah... yuu nuu wissen tuu hewd... haff bebbehs befowe cowd... bebbehs wownt wive..."
> The mother is taken aback
> "Mummah good fwuffy! Giff wossa miwkies tuu bebbehs! Bebbehs nuu sweepies foweffa! Bebbehs guud an heawfy!"
> Shaking his head slowly the old stallion speaks true
> "Nuu babbeh effa wive fwouh wong cowd... Wong cowd awways take bebbehs... Yuu nuu wissen tu hewd..."
> "NUU! MUMMAH GOOD NUU BAD GOOD! BABBEHS NUU SWEEPIES MUMMAH GOOD!"
> The mare is screaming and crying despite no perceivable danger
> Gray fluff have never killed or banished a mother they're too valuable to the herd
> The foals begin peeping for help afraid of the loud noises
> "Mummah... bad... fwuffy... Yuu! Nuu! Keep! BEBBEHS!"
> With that the old fluffy bucks the mother over bruising an eye and causing the foals to fall onto the cold ground
> "eep! eep! eep! eep! eep! eep!"
> They wiggle on the ground too small to speak, see, hear properly, or move
> They haven't even spoken their first word
> Just a few minutes they entered the world
> And now an ancient fluffy is going to take them out of it
> "Dis cause yuu nuu wissen TUU HEWD!"
> The old stallion drops a foot on the fragile neck of each foal
> Before the mother can even right herself the foals are motionless
> Totally still save hungry mouths begging for help
> The gray fluffy sheds a tear
> "D..duhmmy mummah... Why.. why nuu wissen... why?"
> Tears flowing freely he leaves the sobbing mother
> Slowly the herd too leaves the mare with her still silently crying children
> Soon she is all alone, save her two foals not even able to say mummah
> "M..m..m..m.. huuu huu hummm.muummaaahhh suuu sowwwy bebbbehhhhhs ahh..... hhhuu huu huu huu huu..."
> "Muummah suu sowwy..."
> She cries over the now motionless foals till sundown
> A sobbing mare is heard throughout the community now hunkered in their burrows
> Then as the fluffies drift into sleep the first snow falls
> Covering the innocent bodies
> Fated to die by a foolish young mare and proud old fluffy