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>Sleeping soundly.
>Hear something at bedroom door.
>Light thumping, scratching sound.
>It's getting quicker, more frantic.
>Fuck...it's your fluffy pony.
>She must have gotten out of her safe room.
>It's late, you just got to sleep.
>You don't want to deal with this shit right now.
>Scratching doesn't stop.
>She isn't going away.
>Groaning, you turn on the light and get up.
>Groggily walk to the door, open it.
>Fluffy pony dashes inside, scrambles up into your bed.
>Dives under the covers.
>Pull back covers.
"Come on...out...you know you don't sleep in here."
>Fluffy pony just snuggles deeper into your bed.
>"Wan' sweep wif dadee! Fwuffy scawed awone!"
"No. You sleep in your safe room."
>You tried letting her sleep in your room when you first got her.
>Just a filly, not a baby but far from full grown.
>You set up a basket at the foot of your bed.
>You learned, fluffy ponies don't sleep like humans.
>Over 7 hours she woke you up 5 times.
>Once to tell you she was "scawed."
>Twice to complain that she was "hungwy."
>Twice to "pway."
>Since that night, fluffy does not stay in your room.
"Come on, back to your room."
>Fluffy pony cries and tries to dig into the covers.
>"Pwease! Wan' stay wif dadee!"
>You want to kick her, you want to toss her against the wall.
>You want to hang her by her tail for the night.
>You understand how people snap and become abusers.
>No...not tonight at least.
 
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>Pick up fluffy pony.
>She bawls and tries to hold onto the covers.
>"Pwease dun make fwuffy go 'way! Fwuffy wuv dadee!"
>She pulls the covers off your bed.
"I love you too Bluebell but you know the rules."
>You don't carry her painfully, by the tail or mane.
>You carry her gently, supporting her feet.
>Fluffy cries and begs for what she wants.
>No way in hell.
>Safe room door is indeed ajar.
>Gotta fix that latch...tomorrow.
>Plop fluffy down in her basket bed.
>She's still crying and whimpering.
>"Pwease stay wif fwuffy! No weave fwuffy awone!"
>Ignore her crying.
>Pull night-light out of its socket.
>Fluffy wails in dismay.
>"Nuuuu! Why dadee take night-wight!? So scawy dawk!"
"Bluebell, you know the rules. You stay in the safe room at night."
>"Fwuffy scawed awone!"
"Since you didn't stay in the safe room, you lose your night-light.  If you behave tomorrow you can have it back."
>Pop a safety cover over the outlet.
>Fluffy is bawling like a baby.
>"Pwease night-wight back! Fwuffy pwomise be good!"
>Give her a pat on the head.
"Goodnight Bluebell...now go to sleep."
>Close the door...make sure it's latched this time.
>Hear banging and scratching at the door.
>Fluffy is still begging and crying.
>Shut your door.
>After a while her noise dies down.
>You both sleep.
>Fluffy gets her night-light back tomorrow night.
>Fluffy never pulls that bullshit again.