>be in the united states army
>the forces has started a program to rescue fluffies over seas since they are forcibly killed by law
>fucking hippies
>they've been issued to the forces since there was such a surplus
>if they aren't getting brutally raped by marines or bullying the coast gaurd. they are usually left to die on a dufflebag or killed on the firing range
>as a ranger you get to pick which one you get
>cuz that makes the situation better
>you see a black fluffy with white stripes going down his back
>he looks cool so you pick him
>don't name him for two reasons
>1: he'll be killed
>2: you're shitty with names
>you take it back to your barracks and give it a sidearm
here. figure this thing out. i'm going for a beer
>you come back three hours later
>he's taken apart the gun and made it into some sort of device
what the hell did you do
>fwuffy sowwy fwuffy deswowed toy! fwuffy sowwy
>you pick it up
>it wraps around your hand
what the hell did you do?
>fwuffy sowwy! fwuffy sowwy!
>you don't care for his pleas of help and are trying to figure out what to do
>you grab the rail of the bed
>it smushes in the railing and puts the top bunk slightly leaning foward
>the guy sleeping on it falls off
>"you little shit! you think this is funny!"
>he takes a swing at you
>you grab his arm with the metal glove and send him flying down the barrack hall
whoa
>you look at the little fluffy
you made this?
>fwuffy sowwy. no huwties. im bad fwuffy.
your not in trouble
>you put him into your storage box and go to sleep. curious about what the hell that fluffy made
>next day
>stumble out of bed
>that bugle player is shit
>you go to get on your pants
>open your storage box
>the fluffy has not only shit on all your things
>but he's made something out of your lighter
what did you do this time?
>fwuffy sowwy. wan fwuffy to kil sewf?
stop being so damn sorry
>you decide to see what he did this time
>you light it
>it's like a fucking flamethrower
>what is the point of this
>whatever it's cool
you made this
>you decide to wash of the stuff he's shit on
>once that's done. you have a brilliant idea
>you decide to name him gizmo
>you take gizmo over to the airfield
okay. do something
>you put him into the intake of the engine of a fighter
>if you are right. this fluffy is proven the smartest fluffy in the world
>if your wrong. you can replace it with a cuter more playfull fluffy
>a day later. pilots have shit to do and whatnot
>they go over to their fighters
>one heads for the one gizmo's in
>you see gizmo crawl out. covered in dirt
>the pilot goes to start the engine
>it starts. but it sounds different
>the pilot taxi's over
>instead of flight. the jet starts to rumble louder
>it goes practically into a warpspeed and dissapears
>but the pilot is still capable of control. or so the radio says
>this isn't right
>you decide to carry out your duties anyway
>after a good week you go back to your barrack
>wouldn't you know it. it's gizmo who greets you as soon as you walk in
>daddy! daddy wuv gizmo
yeah yeah yeah what did you do this time
>a grave look struck it's face
>you walk over to your bed
>it's turned your cellphone into a fucking gamma ray laser
i needed that
>this is the last straw
>despite how smart he is
>he's too smart
>you have three options
>kill him, give him up, or turn him loose into the wild
>he wont get a better life with you or someone else here
>but life is life so you take him into the middle of nearby woods
>dadeh? why u leav gizmo
>you walk off without talking to it
>despite its intelligence. it reverts to instinct and starts to cry
>tomorrow will be a new day. hopefully it will forget about you
>but you never know
>one week later
>you wake up to sirens
>this is gonna be fun. that or some idiot needs his ass wiped
>you open the door to see buildings on fire and explosions
>by the explosions it seems to be coming from one person
>you gear up and head to the scene
>it's fucking gizmo
>he somehow made a fucking exo sceletal suit
>don't ask how he even got the materials. he probably stole a car on a road
>point is. he has it. and he's trying to kill everone
>dum hoomans hate gizmo. gizmo giv big oucheis
>it's up to you to stop him
>he see's you
>he swoops you up and takes you off to the woods
>but for some reason. he wants to talk. but he's violent about it
>yu tel gizmo y u no liek gizmo. den gizmo giv big ouchies
>then? thats not how it works in the rangers
you really wanna know. lean in then
>why gizmo len in
it's a secret
>he leans in close
>you throw him out of the exsceleton
>aah! why daddeh huwt gizmo?
because you were going to kill me
>he tries to run away
>he runs in your direction
>you pick him up by the scruff of his neck
>pwease daddeh! no huwt gizmo. gizmo sowwy
you left me no choice
>you swing your arm and he slams into a tree
>he dies on impact
fluffies should never be that smart