>Hear about fluffy ponies.
>Life sucks alone.
>Decide to get one.
>At adoption agency.
>Man walks out with a dark red ball of fluff babbling about "gow fyast, gow fyast"
>"Next!" the man calls.
>Go up to a crate full of different colored fuzz balls mewling, babbling "Pway" and "owchie" and "hungie"
>"Got a safe room?" the guy says, disinterested.
"All set up"
>"Aight, pick one" he says apathetically one, opening the crate.
>Fuzz balls squirm around to see you, spewing "New fwend" and "pick fwuffy" and "pway wif fwuffy"
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>See little mint green fuzz ball struggling to get to the top.
>Gets to the top "new fwend pway wit fwuffy?"
>That one
"I'll take the green one"
>Pay for new fluffy pony.
>Life is good.
 
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>Get home after long day's work.
>Waitressing sucks.
>Doesn't help that you spend most of the day getting your ass smacked by vulgar truckers.
>It's okay though. Just got a new fluffy pony. It's like an adorable cross between a cat, a toddler, and a puppy with a crazy ball of fluff for a body.
>Rescued it. Lots of people out there enjoy torturing the poor things.
>Check on fluffy pony.
>Unlock safty room door.
>Out toddles a little ball of pastel green fuzz.
>"Mommy howm! Win miss Mommy! Mommy howm! Huggies? Pway! Mommy howm!" it spews out it's adorable baby talk
>Open enclosure and pick her up
>"HUGGIES! HUGGIES! Why wuv woo Mommy" She's practically vibrating.
"I love you too, Lin," you tell her.
>Life is good.
 
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>Put fluffy pony down. It starts nudging your leg.
>"Pway?" It looks up at you
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"Mommy needs to get food ready first," you tell it.
>Lin perks up. "Ma'wewwows?"
>Look confused.
>"Win wike ma'wewwows. Ma'wewwows nummies!" Lin cheers on.
>Oh. Duh. Marshmellows.
>You laugh at the cuteness.
"Not tonight. To much sugar is bad for you. Tonight we have spaghetti."
>"Pasketi!"
>Life is good.
 
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>After dinner.
>Lin is running around pushing a red ball around while you relax on the couch reading Time and listening to Jazz.
>Decide to mix a drink.
>Get up.
>Lin paws at your leg "Pway! Pway wit Win! Pwease? Mommy pway?"
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>Pick her up and tickle her belly
>"Tickwies!" Lin laughs. Hooves wiggling in every direction.
>You daww hard
>"I wuv yoo, Mommy."
>Heart melts.
>Carry Lin into kitchen. Place her on the counter.
"Now be a good girl and sit there while Mommy gets a drink"
>"Dwink? Win have baba?"
>Fix yourself a gin and tonic, and pop a baby bottle filled with milk and honey in the microwave for thirty seconds.
>DING!
>Lin lights the fuck up. "BABA! BABA!"
>Dear god, the wiggling.
>Grab gin and tonic, Lin, and her bottle and head to her saferoom.
>Sit down on a baby chair and bottle feed Lin, sipping your own drink.
"Alright, baby. Bedtime."
>Lin yawns.
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>"Mews?" she asks sleepily
"Okay," you smile and tuck her in. "I'll be right back"
>Lin looks a little disheartened.
>Kiss her face and reassure her.
>Come back with cello and proper chair.
>Have scary talent for all classical insturments.
>Why are you a waitress again?
>Oh yeah, money.
>Improv a lullaby.
>Lin snoring lightly
>Retuck her in, kiss her on face again.
>About to lock up. "Mommy?"
"Yes, sweetie?"
>"Win wuv yoo."
>Life is good.
 
The End!