> The two lovers under the power saw are too busy fucking to notice any noise outside their cozy dark metal house
> "Enff enff enff enff enff"
> "Sqee! Feww guu! Fwuffy gonna be mummah! ehh ehh ehh!"
> They don't even notice as they flip the switch for the table saw they are hiding in
> The deafening roar however scares the stallion so much he has a heart attack
> His heart strained to the limit having sex he dies on top of his mate unfinished and now unmoving
> "SQEE! HEWP! SPECIAW FWEN HEWP! WUN! NUU SWEEPIE NEE WUN! HEWP! AAH!"
> Her screams for help are unheard over the deafening roar of the table saw
> The fluffies playing with the "Shiny toy" are even worse off
> Ripping straight through two fluffies unlucky enough to be touching the blade and a third who tried to give the  “Meanie woud munstah owies!”
> Their guts and fluids splatter the nearby work bench and a bone fragment rockets towards the table
> The fluffies now trying to console the screaming screwdriver impaled fluffy are scared shitless by the roar of the table saw
> Then, one has a hole strait through his head where a bone rocketed through his skull
> He falls onto the screwdriver pushing the tool further into his now hysterically screaming friend
> "AAAH! NUU HUWTY! WHY WOUD! HEWP! HAAAA! AAH! WHY HWUTY?! HEEEEWP!"
> Half of the herd is now dead and the rest are not better off
> The mothers and dams are particularly inconsolable with one of their sisters screaming in agony as her foals are apparently attacking her with hooks
> "MUMMAH SCAWED HEWP! HEWP! SCAWY WOUD NOISE! NUU WIKE! WAN WEAVE HEWP! HEEEEEE!!!"
> She fluffsplodes from the stress
> Table saw, sisters screams, fluffy death is all very traumatizing
> One other dam goes into premature labor and delivers three grotesque undeveloped foals
> She tries valiantly to clean and nurse them but they don't even have any fluff
> They were dead on arrival
> Uncontrollable sobbing comes from her
> The fluffy underneath the cabinet has managed to get open a can but when the saw turned on he tried to hide in it
> Industrial abrasive now coats his face and head
> Retreating from the glue now covering his head he manages to bump into a wall dropping nails onto his face
> Most don't penetrate but rather are adhered to the now setting glue
> Falling from the rafters and landing on the power switch the pegasus manages to turn off the power at the price of her legs and a wing she will never leave that spot
> The room is suddenly dark once more
> Moans and screams still fill the shed
> Then the fluffy covered with nails barrels out of the cabinet
> He is looking for help and hugs but instead manages to gore a mother trying to protect her foals
> "EEE! WHY HUWTY MUNSTAH! HEWP! MUNSTA HAS FWUFFY!"
> In the confusion her foals are crushed by her desperate kicks and his blind attempts at hugging the fluffy now attached to his head
> Now too acclimated to the light and unable to see the remaining fluffies up high are unaware of the nearby ledges
> One falls off the table into an open bucket filled with rusty scraps and splinted wood fragments
> He writhes in agony as the metal cuts flesh and wood splinters pierce his fragile skin
> Another pegasus on the shelves manages to knock over a rake resting on the wall before falling to the floor
> Her landing is light enough that she survives
> The rake however claims the last dam crushing her like a grape underfoot
> Now more pancake shaped than round and ball like
> "NUUUUUUUU WHY BABBEHS HUWTY?! I NUU FEWW BABBEHS MOVE! BEBBEHS! MUMMAH HEWE! COME OUT! MUMMAH GIFF HUGGIES! PWEASE! PWEASE!!!"
> Her spine is severed and only her upper legs and head are able to move at all
> The fluffies munching on nuts are now too heavy to move
> Screams and cries scare them but they can't shit either
> Their sphincter is straining to keep their bowels inside their bodies
> "Why hungwy... why hewd scawed... fwuffy tiwed... nee huggies..."
> They mewl pathetically their fates sealed
> The pegasus who knocked over the rake is now scared out of her mind
> Nearly all of her herd is writhing and screaming in agony
> She attempts to hide in a dark corner of the shop begging the sounds to stop
> The mouse trap quickly catches her as she runs into it
> After only an hour in the shed only the smarty is left unharmed
> It is three days till the owner returns from a fishing trip with his buddies
> "Do you think it's in here?"
> "Yeah, there is no way I could have lost that tackle box I must have forgotten it"
> As he unlocks the door the chaos that has been unleashed in his shed unfolds before him
> His table saw caked with feces, blood, and body parts of three fluffies
> Three dead fluffies on the work bench; one with a hole in its head, another with a screwdriver in its chest, and a pegasus with limbs broken
> There are bodies all over the floor fluffies glued together nails sticking out of them, two fat fluffies that weigh 10lbs a piece, a pegasus with a broken neck
> A dam starved to death next to three grotesque creatures, another crushed by a rake, one blood soaked explosion
> Fluffies in the rat traps, a bloody body in your scrap bin, mother and children gouged by your fishing hooks, a mare dead underneath a stallion his rotting member still in her
> Surveying the carnage the two men don't even notice the barely breathing smarty now crawling desperately through the doorway
> The only survivor inches from salvation is crushed when the door is closed on his head
> "Damnit, another one? Ugh... I'll clean this up later. I need a beer"