>You are a fluffy pony.
>And daddy is playing a new game with you!
>He is wearing a white shirt and is walking you through the park while carrying a box.
>But it is strange.
>Daddy doesn’t seem to be happy playing this game.
>He doesn’t even look at you and he seems sad.
>”Huggies daddeh! Huggies make efewy ting betteh!”
>He smiles weakly at you and sets the box down.
>He picks you up and gives you a hug.
>”I am so sorry fluffy.”
>You give him a big hug, “Daddeh nuu am sowwy! Am bestest daddeh!”
>He sets you down and walks a bit further.
>He brings out a sharpie and starts to write on the box while you jump and run around and sniff the nearby grass.
>He sets the box next to the sidewalk and comes over and picks you up.
>”Ok, daddy is going to explain this game to you now.”
>You stare up smiling and wagging your tail.
>”Otay daddeh! Wan pway nyu game daddeh!”
>”This is called new daddy! I am going to put you in the box and when it is opened, your new daddy will be standing there.”
>”Yay! Fwuffy wub nyu game! Wub daddeh!”
>Daddy picks you up and places you inside the box.
>Your daddy smiles weakly at you, “Sorry I can’t take you with me.”
>”Siwwy daddeh! Fwuffy go wif daddeh whe’ fwuffy ge’ out!”
>You giggle with excitement as you lay in the box and your daddy closes the top.
>You hear daddy talking, “If I carried you to the shelter you would have had no chance.”
>”But now I guess you have any number of possibilities.”
>”I’m sorry…”
>”It is all up to chance now…”
>What does daddy mean by that?
>You will ask him when he opens the lid.
>You lay giggling and shaking with excitement as you wait for daddy to open the lid.
>Time passes slowly and you accidently take a nap.
>When you wake up daddy still hasn’t opened the box.
>You just smile and wait.
>Daddy will surely open the box.
>Time passes and you start to worry.
>Did daddy forget where he placed the box?
>Maybe you should call out for daddy.
>You can play the game that way.
>”Daddeh? Daddeh forge’ fwuffy? Nee huggies daddeh!”
>He will surely let you out now.
>Suddenly something strange happens.
>You hear one voice, but it is several voices.
>”What is this? Something is in this box?”
>The top opens.
>”Daddeh!”
>You set up and open your front hooves to give your bestest huggie!
>But this is strange.
>You see two daddies, but the same daddy.
>One is wearing a red shirt and one is wearing a blue shirt.
>He bends down and pics you up.
>The daddy with the blue shirt looks at you, “Poor thing, looks like you got dumped.”
>”You probably fucking deserved it you fucking useless piece of shit!”
>The daddy in the red shirt punches you full in your belly.
>You let out an unf and start to cry, ”Owies! Pwease nuu hewt fwuffy! Nee huggies!”
>The man in the blue shirt holds you out, “But I just gave you a big hug fella. Let’s go home.”
>You look around confused.
>The man in the blue shirt cradles you and carries you out of the park.
>He carries you to his car.
>You start to feel a little better and start to wag your tail.
>You look up smiling at your daddy as he opens the door to his car, “Fwuffy wub daddeh.”
>He rears back and flings you into his SUV making you slam into the passenger door.
>He tucks in his red shirt and gets in, “Shut the fuck up you bag of shit!”
>You cower in the seat as he starts up his SUV and starts to go down the road.
>At every stop sign he slams on the breaks making you fly forward and slam into the interior of the vehicle.
>You get a serious boo boo on your nose.
>You rub it with tears flowing from your eyes.
>”Pwease daddeh… nuu gif sowwies… fwuffy am sowwy…”
>He slams on the breaks and reaches down grabbing you up by your neck.
>”What’s the goddamn matter! Am I not a good enough daddy!?”
>He starts to slam you down in the passenger seat, “You UNGRATEFUL FUCKING-on’t have to be scared. We’ll have you at your new home soon.”
>Daddy gives you one more pet on your head as he starts to drive again.
>He finally pulls up to his house and picks you up before getting out of his car.
>You fearfully nuzzle against his blue shirt.
>He is humming a gentle tune as he opens the door.
>”Pwease nuu hewt fwuffy…”
>”I’ll do anything thing I want asshole!”
>Daddy drops you and kicks you into his apartment.
>”EEEEEEEEEEE!”, you scream in pain as you fly down the entry hall.
>Daddy brushes his red shirt, “And you got fucking hair on my clothes too asshole!”
>He steps in closing the door behind him.
>He sneers at you as you kick you hoofies trying to get up.
>He steps toward you as you finally get your footing and try to waddle away.
>”Nuu hewt fwuffy!”
>He quickly closes in on you.
>He bends down and grabs you by your back pushing you hard into the floor.
>Your ribs feel like they are cracking under the pressure.
>”I take your abandoned ass out of a box and give you a fucking home and this is how you thank me!?”
>He punches the back of your head fiercely.
>You feel the meaty fist hit the back of your head forcing it down.
>Your nose buries itself in the bowl of spaghetti.
>You raise your head up chomping happily on the marinara goodness.
>”Hey now, don’t get too much sauce on you. We still have to go places.”
>You look up at your daddy in his white shirt.
>You swallow and look around once again getting confused.
>”Daddeh… wha happen fwuffy?”
>He leans forward and scruffs your mane, “Nothing has happened to you except getting the biggest bowl of spaghetti ever!”
>You look down at the bowl of spaghetti.
>You are a happy fluufy again.
>”Yay! Sketties!”
>You open our mouth and leap into the wonderful ambrosia set out for you.
>The dirty water almost chokes you as your face is shoved deep into it.
>You are ripped from the river dripping water on daddy’s grey shirt.
>”Did you hear me!? You won’t shit up my house ever again!”
>You kick your legs futilely.
>”Fwuffy am sowwy daddeh! Pwease nuu gif fwuffy sowwies!”
>”And I said shut the fuck up!”
>He grabs the pastic bag and throws you into it.
>You land with your back on the table.
>You feel the boo boo juice filling your mouth choking you.
>”Pwease… nuu hewt..”
>In your tear stained eyes you see daddy leaning over you in his red shirt.
>”I’ll hurt you anyway I fucking please…”
>He grabs your leg and bends it viciously.
>It snaps easily in his grip.
>”EEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! WEGGIE! WEGGIE HEWT! WAHHHHHH!”
>”Its ok baby, mommy is here for you.”
>Mommy leans over in her purple shirt and kisses your forehead.
>You look at your leggie that now has an IV in it.
>Tears are streaming down your face, “Wha happen fwuffy mommeh… fwuffy nuu know wha happen.. huuuhuuuuuu….”
>She hugs you tight, “Like mommy said… you have bad tummy owies hugs won’t fix.  The vet will give you a shot that makes the owies go away.”
>”Pwease mommeh… nee huggies…”
>She smiles at you and wraps her arms around you.
>You can’t breathe.
>Daddy has grabbed you really hard this time.
>He is squeezing your chest and laughing at how you struggle to get a breath.
>You start to black out from lack of oxygen.
>All you can focus on is his green shirt.
>He laughs heartily as he picks you up and slams you down.
>”Ok little fella. Time to get you something to eat.”
>Daddy stands up after putting you on the ground.
>He is walking to his cabinet in his blue shirt.
>You lay down and shiver in fear.
>”Fwuffy am scawed daddeh…”
>He turns and smiles at you, “Don’t be scared little dude. Today was your lucky day.”
>You look around fearfully.
>You turn and look at your daddy as he walks away.
>”Mom! I’m carrying the fluffy outside to play!”
>”Ok, dear!”
>Daddy picks you up from behind.
>The little boy is holding you tightly as he goes running outside.
>”Fwuffy nuu undehstan….”
>Daddy’s son opens the door to carry you out.
>The light is bright and hurts your eyes.
>”EEEEEEEEEEE!”
>Daddy takes the soldering iron out of your eye socket.
>The ruined fluid from your eye is still sizzling on the end.
>”Fwuffy am sowwy! Fwuffy am…”
>You stare out.
>You see all sorts of daddies and mommies.
>You feel the tip of the knife dig into your knee joint.
>You are screaming and giggling at the same time.
>”Fwuffy nuu undehstan…”
>Daddy is in his white shirt handing you to a shelter employee, “I have to move and I can’t carry him with me.”
>”Its ok sir. We understand.”
>Why is daddy crying?
>The sky disappears as the bag is closed and tied shut.
>You are kicked from the side.
>You are flying around being held by the little boy.
>It feels so good to have the wind in your fluff.
>You close your eyes enjoying the feeling
>You wish you could play like this forever.
>You open your eyes again.
>You fly through the open window looking down at the ground twenty stories below.
>”DIE YOU UNGRATEFUL FUCK!”
>You close your eyes screaming, ”NUUUUUU!”
>Daddy catches you.
>”Whoa! Sorry! You never got this scared from upsie daisy before.”
>Daddy is looking at you puzzled in his plaid shirt.
>You are shaking.
>You don’t know what is going on.
>”Fwuffy nuu wike dis game…”
>The sting from daddy’s back hand burns across your swollen face.
>Your broken legs dangle uselessly.
>He stares at you with venom in his eyes.
>”You’ll play and damn game I want!”
>You see his red shirt and close your eyes.
>You want the pain to go away.
>You just want to play with daddy.
>You open your eyes again.
>Daddy is standing there in his white shirt.
>Why is daddy crying?
>You start to stuggle in the man’s hand, “Wet fwuffy goo! Daddeh nee huggies!”
>The man puts you in a box with other fluffies, “Don’t make this harder than it has to be little fella.”
>You pad at the walls.
>You don’t know what is going on.
>You know daddy needs hugs and he is the only one who can save you.
“Daddeh! Daddeh! Fwuffy nee yoo daddeh! Saf fwuffy! Fwuffy nee’-”
>The top of the box closes.
>The other fluffies are hugging each other and giggling.
>You soon hear a hissing.
>The other fluffies start to cough, “Why fwuffy nuu beaf gud?”, *cough*, “Fwuffy haf owies…”, “Wahhhhh!”
>They soon fall over and start to twitch and convulse.
>Pain wracks your body as spasms shoot through it.
>Your little chest burns from lack of oxygen.
>You feel light head and fall back.
>”This is it you little shit!”
>You look up, daddy is holding you down.
>You hear the diesel engine rev up.
>”Daddy… hewp fwuffy…”
>”Fwuffy am scawed daddeh… fwuffy am scaaaEEEEEEEEEE!!!”
>You feel the steam roller start to crush your lower legs as daddy jumps back.
>You begin to feel it.
>You feel it all.
>You feel your neck being twisted and the bones snapping.
>You feel the box being compressed by the hydraulics of the garbage truck.
>You taste the rat poison daddy didn’t see get spilled into your spaghetti.
>You see all the mommies and daddies huddling around you.
>Some hugging and some giving owies.
>”Fwuffy am scawed… pwease safe fwuffy…”
>You feel the plastic bag engulfing you as you fall deeper into the river.
>You feel the slice of the knife as it goes deep into your throat.
>”Fwuffy see efewy ting…”
>Mommy is crying as she holds you tight.
>The little boy is screaming as you wonder into the road in front of the truck.
>Daddy has raised his red shirt and is jacking off, “Enjoy your daddy juice asshole!
>”Fwuffy feew efewy ting…”
>You foam at the mouth as the seizure wracks your body and doesn’t stop
>The deadly medicine burns as it is injected into your IV.
>You scream as you are pulled deeper into the garbage disposal with blood spraying everywhere.
>”Fwuffy nuu wike dis game…”
>A universe of infinite ways to die come crashing in on him in an instant as he experiences them all.
>Fluffy pony’s mind shatters as he dies in a quantum reality.