>You are a maroon unicorn fluffy with a light green mane.
>You have just got that stupid thing off your leg and you are walking around.
>Your leg is a bit stiff but you can move it.
>You are jumping and trotting about trying to get it working like it should.
>The stinky water monster and Princess Princess have gone leaving you alone in your healing room.
>You have been transfixed by the moving picture box.
>You have been mesmerized by educational TV and documentaries.
>You even learned how to hit the buttons to make the pictures change.
>But you have had enough of that, you want to get out and play.
>You have been cooped up with the stinky water monster for weeks.
>You walk to the gate and look it over.
>You look at the latch and start to poke at it with your horn.
>It moves!
>You start to poke and shove it and it finally falls free.
>You move the child gate out of your way and you trot out into the hallway.
>You start to walk down the hallway.
>You walk past a room and see the stinky water monster yelling at some other monster.
>She is holding Princess Princess in her arms.
>The light brown alicorn is crying on the stinky water monster’s shoulder.
>The woman seems mad.
>”…is it still funny asshole!”
>”Not a single one of you mother fuckers is getting paid now!”
>”It was in the goddamn contract that no fluffy would be hurt!”
>The man is stammering, “I am sorry ma’am, he got in before anyone noticed. He was dead before anyone could get to him. We never knew he was in there!”
>”I don’t give a Nantucket fuck! Get your lowlife ninety nine percent ass out of my fucking house now!”
>You keep walking, monsters are strange.
>You walk past the play room and see a few fluffies romping about.
>You don’t see your friend though so you keep walking.
>You get to the front door and nose your way through the pet door.
>You get outside and sniff the air.
>It smells good, the fresh breeze with all the scents of pollen, grass and leaves is refreshing.
>The sun feels good warming your fluff.
>You trot down the ramp, your rear left leg still a bit stiff.
>You look around for Andrew and don’t see him.
>You start to walk through the herd of fluffies that are playing and laughing.
>Some see you and run off, “Ahh! Bad smewwy munsta fwuffy get fwuffy!”
>You stomp at them, “Deadmeat nuu munsta! Deadmeat smeww pwetty!”
>You snort at them and keep walking.
>You smell something strange, a new type of smell you aren’t accustomed to.
>You look for the source and see Alexander, he gives you a raspberry.
>His four cronies are giggling and snickering at you.
>You walk past and flick your tail at them.
>”Whewe fwen? Deadmeat wan pway!” You yell over the fluffies.
>Your friend doesn’t come.
>You romp about hoping he sees you.
>After running a bit smiling at how the wind feels in your fluff you stop.
>You sniff the air, “Fwen!?”
>You smell him!
>You look around and follow the scent.
>It is him, you know it, but for some reason you think his scent is a bit strange.
>But you don’t care, you want to play!
>”Yay! Deadmeat fin fwen! We pway tag and wun and hide and wook and… and…”
>You smell him strong now.
>You sit down with your heart sinking.
>There is no mistake, you know your bestest friend’s smell.
>”Fwen… fwen pway?”
>You look at where you know where your friend is.
>The huge metal thing with a lid.
>You know he won’t answer.
>He is in the bye bye box.
>”Why fwen…. Why fwen in der?”
>You start to sniffle, he always played with you.
>He never looked at you as if you were a monster or mean.
>Now he is gone.
>You don’t know why he is in there.
>You don’t know why he smells strange.
>The smell mixed with his is the same as…
>Your head whips around as you lock your eyes on Alexander.
>The strange smell is the same as what you smelled on him!
>You charge at him knocking a few fluffies out of your way as you close in.
>He hears the yelps of the fluffies you knock out of your way and turns toward you.
>He puffs his cheek as his cronies get in front of him.
>One of them starts to point at you and talk, “Yoo go way! You stinky- whaaa!”
>You run through them ignoring them getting in front of Alexander.
>You don’t give him time to say anything before you boop his nose hard.
>”WhaAaAAaaAA!!!”
>He yells as he falls straight to the ground like a sack of flour.
>You jump on him and bite his ear.
>”Ahhhh! AHHHH!! Bad fwuffy gif Awexandeh big owies! Owie! OwieeeEEEEEE!”
>You start to step on his chest as his four friends jump on your back knocking you off him.
>You roll with them as they boop your body and nip at your fluff.
>You get steady and stand up throwing two off.
>One is on your back, you bite onto his leg and rip him down.
>He lands hard on the ground and burst out crying, “Wahhhh! Meanie fwuffie gif hewties! Bwahhh hahhahh…”
>The other is trying to get where he can nip your tail.
>You simply buck him sending him backwards as you focus on Alexander again.
>You charge over and bite his nose and drag him over to a tree with him screaming and crying the entire way.
>When you get him close to the tree you kick his belly knocking him back first into the hard wood.
>All the other fluffies are yelling in terror and running randomly trying to get away from you.
>A few shit themselves and just lay down crying.
>After kicking Alexander a few times you spin and stomp his nose.
>You start yelling as you stomp the downed cowering fluffy., “Bad fwuffy!”
*stomp*
>”Bad fwuffy!”
*Stomp*
>”Bad Fwuffy!”
*Stomp*
>He give a soft whimper as boo boo juice starts to flow out his nose and mouth, “Owies…. Why hewt fwuffy…. Eee eeeEEeee….”
>You grit your teeth and rise up on your hind legs before dropping down on his chest with your horn.
>The cork bounces off not piercing him.
>Alexander lets out an agonizing scream as you look at the cork.
>”EeeeeEeEeEEE!! Hewp Awexandeh! Meanie fwuffy gif bad owies! Owieeee!!!”
>You start to drag your horn across the ground viciously.
>”Stupi’ ting! Stupi’ stupi!”
>You give it a long drag and you see the cork fall off and skitter across the grass.
>You stand tall and look back at Alexander crying on the ground.
>You charge again, “Bad fwuffy! Bad fwuffy! Bad fwuffy! BIGGEST OWCHIES!”
>You see the terror in his eyes as you close in.
>”Stop right there fuck face!”
>You are hit from the side sending you rolling.
>You let out a cute scream of rage.
>You see the meanie monster dropping a sorry stick with straw on the end and running toward you.
>Before you can get up and run he has grabbed you around your chest and is picking you up.
>”You must love spankings and the sorry box!”
>You start to struggle and thrash your head around.
>You pomf at his hands but he doesn’t let you go.
>”Ahhhh! Wet Deadmeat go! Wet Deadmeat go! BIGGEST OWCHIES! BIGGEST OWCHIEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!”
>You whip your head to the side and feel some resistance.
>You are then filled with pain shooting down from your horn down your back.
>The man is now holding you by your horn squeezing.
>You are seething as you open your eyes and see him holding his cheek.
>He brings his hand down showing the cut across his cheek and the boo boo juice flowing down.
>You are huffing and sneer at the meanie monster, “Deadmeat… gif owchies!”
>You feel the pressure increase on your horn.
>”The man’s face darkens and turns red.
>”You little ungrateful little waste of goddamn space shit bucket fucking ASSHOLE!”
>He back hands your face knocking you from his grip and causing your ears to ring.
>You spin through the air as you fall to the ground landing hard and rolling.
>Alexander looks at you limp form and smiles.
>He points and shouts, “Get dat bad fwuffy!”
>A wave of fluffies falls on you nipping at your ears nose and tail.
>Some pomf your body.
>You kick randomly trying to get up when you feel the man grab the skin of your belly and pick you up.
>”See you little anti-social faggot! No one likes you!”
>”If it wasn’t for the boss’s code of love every one of you useless pieces of shit you would have been put down long ago!”
>He starts to flick your nose, “Owie! Owie! Wahhhh! Wet Deadmeat go! Wahhhhhh!”
>”No! Time for your spanking asshole!”
>The man carries you to his chair swinging you by the skin of your belly.
>When he gets there he sits down and slams you on his leg rolling you on your belly.
>You fight to get off his leg but you can’t get any traction with your hoofies and his grip is digging into your back.
>A small herd of fluffies has gathered around the meanie monster babbling angrily at you.
>Other fluffies hold back covering their eyes and shaking.
>”Fight a little more fucker! You have this coming! You have had this coming for a long time!”
>He swats your rear with a ping pong paddle hard, you feel the force shoot through your body.
*WHAP*
>”EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!”
>The fluffies around his feet start to cheer.
*WHAP*
*WHAP*
*CRAck*
>The wodden part of the paddle breaks off and splinters shoot past your head.
>”God damn it to hell! YOU BROKE MY PADDLE!”
>He flings the handle bouncing it off your head.
>”WAhhhhhhhhh! You meanie! Wahhhhhh! Deadmeat do nu bad ting! Yoo bad!!! Wahhhhhh!!”
>You are babbling and crying.
>Your whole body is sore, your rump is on fire and feels like it has swollen.
>”Shut the FUCK up!!!”
>He flings you down into the throng of fluffies who once again start to nip your ears and tail.
>One turns around and gives you sorry poopies on your side.
>The man stands and huffs for a second before kicking you in your jaw knocking your head back and spinning you.
>”Hows it feel! You are a misfit that no one likes or loves! Fluffies hate you and they love everything on the fucking planet!”
>”I sure as shit hate you! Of all the fluffies I have ever met you are the bottom of the barrel!”
>You try to block out the pain and try to see through your tear filled eyes.
>You try to get up but the man steps on your head and grinds his foot.
>”And on top of everything else, the one person who even acts like she gives a fuck you treat like SHIT!”
>He scraps his foot off the side of your face pulling and bruising your skin.
>Your tail is bitten and you are being pulled and other fluffies are yelling bad fluffy and babbling insults at you.
>The man grabs your chest again and picks you up.
>You whine as his fingers dig into your skin and fluff.
>”So how’s it feel asshole knowing no one gives a fuck about you!”
>You swing at his hand but your strikes only bounce off.
>He slaps you hard across your face jerking your head to the side.
>You taste the boo boo juice flowing.
>”ANSWER ME!”
>He slaps back with the back of his hand knocking your head to the other side.
>All the strength goes out of your legs and they dangle.
>Your ears ring loud from the strikes.
>He slaps your head side to side mercilessly as he sneers at you.
>You feel something hard roll over your tongue and out your mouth.
>Fluffies are still screaming, “Bad fwuffy!”, “Gif sowwies daddeh!”, “Gif stinky fwuffy owies!”
>He stops and shakes you making your head fall forward.
>”The world would be better off with you dead!” The man hisses in your ear.
>He places his thumb on your eye and wraps his hand around your head.
>He starts to push into your eye as your screams of agony fill the air.
>The burning ripping pain shoots through your skull.
>”AiiiEEEEEEEE!! HEWT!! DEADMEAT HEWT!! EEEEEEEEEEEEE!! MEANIE MUNSTA HEWT DEAMEAT SEE TING! EEEEEEEEEE!!!”
>”Sceam asshole! SCREAM!”
>”Charles! What the fuck are you doing! I told you hands off that one!”
>”Nuuu! Fwen get owchies! Wet fwen go dum dum!”
>The stinky water monster is stomping over, princess princess in her arms.
>”Mommy, gif him sowwies! Gif him sowwies wike bad hoomin who make fwen go bye bye!”
>Princess Princess is shaking her hoof at the man, her face still stained from her tears.
>”And now I have the little pampered slut giving me shit!”
>He lets go of your eye and grabs your neck letting you dangle.
>”Your little experiment fucking cut my face bitch!”
>The woman stops looking at the cut on his face.
>”I’m sorry Charles, I’ll pay for any bills but that fluffy needs-“
>”He needs to be put down! AND… You know what, fuck it!”
>He starts to walk as you struggle to breath.
>The strain on your neck is excruciating.
>”I am going to do the worst fucking thing I can think of… I am going to leave this fucker alive and in your care!”
>”Put him down!”
>”Yoo bad hoomin!” Princess Princess is shaking her hoof furiously at him.
>He continues walking, “Or what bitch? You hire faggots to take care of your rough stuff, you can’t do anything yourself!”
>”So fuck you! Fuck your purse rat there! Fuck these fluffies!”
>He gets to a sorry box and kicks the lid open, “And most of all!”
>He raises you up so he can look you in the eye, “Fuck you!”
>His words are covered in venom.
>He slams you into the sorry box with your back to the bottom and slams the lid close.
>”I quit!”
>You lay there with boo boo juice filling the back of your throat.
>You start to kick frantically as you start to choke.
>The lid flies open and the stinky water monster pulls you out.
>”Oh you poor baby…”
>She hugs you as a stream of blood pours from your mouth.
>You cough a few time sending sprays of boo boo juice over her shoulder.
>Then you feel your teeth, one is missing!
>”Wahhhhhhh…. Deadmeat nuu wan hewties…. Bwooo hoo hoooo….”
>She lays you down and Princess Princess comes running up.
>”Nuu! Siw Wiwwam Woontwinoo hewt! Pwincess Pwincess gif huggies!”
>She hugs your neck and coos in your ear.
>Your eyes fix on the stinky water monster, she is looking over the other fluffies who are jumping around her feet.
>She promised you would be safe…
>”Are all of my babies ok?”
>Alexander runs up to her, “Awexandeh haf boo boo mommeh! Awexandeh nee huggies and kissies!”
>She picks him up, “Oh you poor dear! Did Charles hurt you too?”
>She is picking him up!
>She is hugging him!
>She is kissing him!
>Tears start to flow from your eyes.
>You have been hurt and your bestest friend is gone.
>And she is loving on the fluffy who gave your bestest friend biggest owchies!
>All monsters are bad!
>”Mommeh make Siw Wiwwam Bwoonitwop betteh! Mommeh! Pwease hewp fwen mommeh!”
>You close your eyes, you don’t want to look at the stinky water monster.
>You are too hurt to run or move as she puts Alexander down and runs over to you.
>”I’ll get you back to the vet sweetie.”
>She picks you up and places you in her purse.
>You burst out crying, “Deadmeat do nofing bad! Wahhhhhh! Why Deadmeat get owchiee heeh eeees huu huuuu… wahhhhhhh!”
>She grabs up Princess Princess, “Don’t worry my little smarty, as long as you are around I will make sure Sir William Reginald stays safe!”
>”Let’s get him healed!”
>She starts to run briskly to her car.
>She doesn’t notice the light blue unicorn fluffy change his gaze from Deadmeat to Princess Princess.