>have pretty pegasus pony. she is light blue with purple mane. named her “Sky”.
>you and Sky spend two good years together. play almost every day. you’re both happy.
>meet a nice girl named Miranda. pretty, smart, funny, the works.
>Sky seems uncertain around Miranda but grows to accept her. Miranda loves your pony, too.
>one year later, marry Miranda. dress Sky up as ring-bearer. everyone daws.
>one year later, new baby in home. you have beautiful daughter named Emily.
>Sky doesn’t like Emily. “babeh smewwy. sky no like smeww.”
>try to get them to play. Emily loves the pony but gets a little rough pulling her fluff.
>”owie! daddy emiwy pway too wough! huwt sky fwuffy!”
>Sky starts to cry, which makes Emily cry. put Sky in the laundry room till she calms down.
>tend to your daughter. she finally stops crying.
>maybe get a second fluffy to keep Sky occupied. keep Sky away from Emily for now.
>one week later awaken to hear Miranda screaming. run into Emily’s bedroom.
>crib death
>hold your wife, cry with her.
>Sky pokes her head in the room. “wat wrong wiff babeh?”
>”SKY GET OUTTA HERE RIGHT NOW!”
>her eyes widen, watering up. her lower lip quivers. “daddy mean to sky.”
>Sky sulks away.
>call 9-1-1. wife is still hysterical. goes into bedroom to be alone.
>waiting for paramedics, notice something in Emily’s mouth
>purple fluff. same color as Sky’s mane.
>a chill runs down your spine.
>that’s… not possible. a fluffy pony can’t get jealous of a baby.
>can it?
>you peer out the door into the living room. Sky is watching a cartoon and playing with her ball
>she looks up at you, tilting her head quizzically. then goes back to playing
>no. you can’t accept…
>…
>check the crib. light blue fluff under the blanket.
>sweet christ.
>you feel anger you have never felt in your entire life. your pet - this stupid pony - murdered your daughter.
>grab the first thing you see - a broom. charge at Sky, roaring. bring the broom down on her rearend.
>Sky screams and starts crying.
>”owie daddy! pwease no huwt! what sky do wwong? pwease no mowe huwty!”
>”YOU FUCKING KILLED EMILY, YOU FUCKING RETARDED PIECE OF SHIT! YOU TOOK HER FROM ME!”
>”sky no huwt babeh! sky wuv babeh!”
>”LIAR!”
>you whirl around, looking for something… anything to use to beat this fucking bitch to death.
>grab a wine bottle you had sampled the night before.
>Sky is terrified, she doesn’t even try to run.
>you pin her down on the floor by the belly and raise the wine bottle over your head.
>”Fucking killed her. Killed my baby daughter.”
>you’re panting like an animal. Sky is blubbering but not screaming.
>she is almost whispering to you, her voice is so soft.
>”daddy pwease no hurt Sky. sky not wann huwt babeh emiwy. mommy use sky huwt emiwy.”
>”The… the FUCK!?”
>”mommy say pway wit emiwy but she make pway too hawd. sky bite mommy hand, she smak sky. emiwy no move.”
>drop the bottle. your mouth hangs open in shock. stumble to the bedroom
>”Let me see your hands.”
>knocking at door, you don’t even register it.
>”What… what are you talking about?”
>”LET ME SEE YOUR HANDS.”
>”I don’t understand, honey…”
>you’re crying again… a combination of fear and rage.
>”MIRANDA, SHOW ME YOUR FUCKING HANDS.”
>trembling, she raises her hands. the left has a bite mark on it. a pony bite. hard enough to break the skin.
>vaguely aware of activity behind you but you’re focused on your wife.
>”What did you do.”
>”I can explain.”
>”MIRANDA WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO OUR DAUGHTER!?”
>”I didn’t want a child! And I didn’t want that stupid pony! I just wanted us to be alone!”
>a hand lightly grabs your shoulder. EMT is holding you back from attacking your wife.
>another EMT checks the baby and radios the police.
>”Don’t do anything you’ll regret, man… let the cops handle this. We heard everything.”
>You silently walk back into the living room and collapse on the couch.
>EMT’s keep an eye on your wife in the other room until police arrive.
>Sky peeks her head over the arm of the sofa
>”i sowwy daddy sky no wan huwt emiwy. pwease no mow angwy at sky. pwease no huwt sky!”
>her eyes are tearing up again. it’s almost scary how she cries like a human.
>”sky is bad fwuffy. sky huwt emiwy.”
>she slinks away.
>”Sky. Come to daddy.”
>she turns her head sadly at you.
>”Sky no wan huwtie. daddy hate sky.”
>”Sky. Come to daddy.”
>she slowly walks over to you. you raise your hands up. her lip trembles, expecting a beating.
>you hug her. your special girl.
>”I’m so so sorry, baby. Daddy was confused. Daddy never hurt Sky again.”
>”sky wuv daddy.”
>”I love you, Sky.”
>she climbs into your lap and falls asleep. you don’t make her move when the police come.
>some time later, the house is empty except for you and Sky.
>you don’t even bother going to bed. you fall asleep on the couch.
>Sky nestles closer to you.
>you love your fluffy pony.