>Downtown Manhattan
>A typical sight, a stray fluffy pony approaches a bypassing pedestrian
>"Pwese hewp fwuffy... no can' fin' nummies... so hungie..."
>The man grunts and walks on
>Unfortunately, the fluffy pony can't take no for an answer
>Fluffy pony follows its last hope - for it and its herd
>"Pweese!! Fwuffies nee' nummies, weawwy weawwy owwies!!"
>From out of the alley trots a massive herd of fluffy ponies - there must be at least a hundred
>Must be several herds combined
>The man realizes he must stop this right now
>"No!! Fuck off, twerps!!!"
>The man quickly kicks the "smarty friend" into its group of friends
>The smarty fluffy falls to the ground, and there it lay, still and dying
>The rest of its friends look on in awe, and one childish voice cries, "Hewp smawty! Gif' huggies!"
>All of the massive crowd of poor animals merges in on the dying fluffy and, with all their might, compress their little masses into the center of it
>Now the fluffy herd is forming a big orb-ish shape on the pavement
>The air grows denser
>The city stills
>Fluffies from all around New York come together to heed the call of medicinal huggies
>The orb grows ever larger, until
>The sprawling island is thrown in a deafening pop
>All of Downtown Manhattan awakens to a strange sight
>The man looks on as a fluffy pony with the height of two humans walks down broadway towards an Italian eatery
 
>The man's eyes widen
>From all angles, fluffy ponies still flood towards the enormous fluffy pony, each one jumping into its fluff and disappearing like magic
>The huge fluffy pony reaches the Italian restaurant, now amass with wide-eyed patrons
>It soon finds that it is too big to fit through the door
>It takes a deep breath and wails in a thundering, high-pitched voice, "WAN' SKETTIES!!!"
>Fluffy Giant bursts through the front of the establishment and crushes a small child in doing so
>As the panicked diners flood out, including a screaming mother
>Fluffy pony crashes through another wall to the kitchen
>A falling light crashes into the head of a chef and knocks him the fuck out
>Fluffy Giant spots the pot of boiling spaghetti and runs for it
>The pot is emptied in moments
>"'MO'!!"
>All the while, fluffy ponies have been coming into the breaking building and joining in the fluffy giant's fluff, increasing his size exponentially
>Fluffy pony breaks through the roof of the kitchen, and has to drag his head out of the building in a search for more spaghetti
>Outside, waiting for him, are three armored policecars
 
>"ATTENTION, CREATURE: YOU ARE SURROUNDED. THERE'S NO ESCAPING, STAND DOWN NOW, OR FACE DEADLY FORCE."
>Fluffy Giant scans around the street, booming, "WHEW FWEIN'?"
>The captain takes action, "SHOOT THE PRICK!!"
>Gunshots spray into the beast's fluff
>Fluffy Giant is knocked back on its hind hooves and falls to the ground, motionless
>Aside from the injured's cries, all is silent
>A police officer cautiously utters, "I-... is it dead?"
>"I think..."
>"OOOOOWWWWWIIEEEEEEEE!!!!!"
>The monster gets up in s shriek of terror and adrenaline, and dashes through the police cars
>Fluffy pony dashes down the street, smaller fluffies still constantly adding to its mass
>Fluffy is now approximately the size of a British two-story bus
 
>
>Two days, three hours later
>Downtown Manhattan is a warzone
>The strange fluffy pony-esque creature the government has labeled, "The Anomaly," is currently pawwing at the Empire State Building
>Eventually, its now-calloused and bloodied hooves gain traction at the building's top - the fluffy is now almost as tall as the building
>Fluffy Giant, with some effort, climbsonto the top of the building, and subsequently begins whimpering in a god-like voice, "FWUFFY TOO HIGH, *SOB* WAN' GO DOWN NOW, WAN' HUGGIES"
>The President of the United States looks on from a live video feed
>"What would you like to do, Mr. President?"
>The nation's leader is still a beat
>He sighs, exasperated
>"...Do it."
>He signs the paper
>
>The living citizens have gathered on the docks of manhattan
>Mothers hug their children
>Children cry
>People say things they can never say again
>The plane is approaching
>Few notice and care about the fluffy pony approaching the massive crowd, looking down on the ant-like creatures it once begged to
>Fluffy pony looks down at the crying masses
>"WHY WIDDWE FWEIN'S SA'? HAF' BOOBOOS?"
 
>By chance
>By CHANCE
>The man, from those days before, walks from the crowd up to the creature
>He simply points a finger toward the incoming missile and, through teary eyes, claims, "That. That's why we're sad. It's... it's over..."
>Fluffy Giant looks up at the nuclear weapon
>5
>The monster looks down at the man, now fallen to the cement and whimpering like a child
>He looks up at the fluffy pony one last time
>"I'm... I'm s-... sorry..."
>4
>"S'okay..." Fluffy Giant says, sullenly
>He looks up at the missile once again
>3
>"...NEW FWEIN'?"
>2
>The beast rises up on its hind hooves and outstretches its forehooves
>"HUGGIES!!!"
>1
>The fluffy pony is knocked across the island as the missile sinks into its immense forest of body hair
>The crowd looks on in awe
>
>
>*poomf*
>The Fluffy Giant explodes into a horrifying tidal wave of small fluffy creatures which lightly spreads itself over the island of Manhattan
>The citizens of New York take one each
>New York remembers
>Never forget