William Jeremie Wallace is a country farmer.
He once was part of the main farm trade line, but after a long year of famine, his production lowered to nothing, forcing him to sell all his lands to survive.
Now all he has left its only his backyard, where he cultivate only for himself, he does occasionally sell to random customers but its a real rare event nowadays.
He would like to return to the big line but he misses a key ingredient.
FERTILIZER.
You see, after the ecologic disaster of fluffies, domestic animals and agricolture suffered an heavy hit, William and his farm were one of their victims.
Countless herds of fluffies coming and go to his lands eating and destroying everything on their pass, no matter how many traps he would place, they kept returning.
Without crop to sell, he started loosing money and without money he couldn’t buy his animal’s food and for not letting them die he was forced to sell them to his neighbors hoping for their best.
At the same time, without animals, he had no more natural fertilizers, dooming him to a vicious circle.
William doesnt truly hate fluffies, his granddaughter has fluffies and occasionally brought em in the farm to play, he had some little fun with them, but other than that, as a farmer, he sees them only as destructive pests.
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One day, he wakes up really early in the morning by hearing a funny tap coming from his door.
He opens the door and find a blue fluffy with gold mane followed by other several ones.
That little one looked very proud, while puffing his chicks and grunting he demanded
“Dis am hewd pwace nao!
Dumme hoomie weave housie an’ giv aw nummies an’ toisis to hewd!
Smawti nu wan ou hew! Gu ‘wai ow get foweva sweepies!!”
William wasnt impressed a little, but since he was bored and wanted to have some funny revenge on those pests he came up with a plan.
N-no p-p-please, Dont hurt me!
I’m just an old man, i’m too weak to start a fight…
“Smawti nu cawe!
Gu ‘way dummie owd meani munsta!”
Wow, a tiny little fluffy just shit talked a grown ass man, if William was in the mood he could smash his head with only the sheer power of his will.
But, he just wanted to mess with em.
William sit on the porch and started a fake cry mocking the way fluffies cries.
He made sure to be loud enough to be heard by all of them.
Huuu huu… meany smarty… huu huu… i did nothing wrong… huuu.
One of the fluffie seeing William crying approached him and asked
“Mista… wai am so saddie?
Fwuffi am sowwi fow meani smawti… hewd jus wan a wawm housi an’ sum nummies, hewd hav mani soon mamas an’ nu wan stai in cowd pwace”
That fluffy was a young female.
She had a soft caramel mane with peach fur and white bottom.
Compared to the smarty, she was a true angel.
Huu… -sigh- i’m sorry little one, it’s not your fault…
Am just a very old lonely man… recently my bestest friend passed away and now i live here all alone…
I miss having a family and i wanted some company, i could gave you my old fluffy spare safe room, lots of nummies and all the toys you wanted…
but… your smarty friend called me meany names and gave me many heart hurts…
Am too sad now… please leave… huuu
That fluffy was so sad hearing William story that she started sobbing, while the other fluffies were giving mad glares at the smarty.
William return inside and close the door but kept behind it so he could hear the herd.
The fluffies started to argue against the smarty while he tried to plead forgiveness.
“Dumme smawti!
Nice owd mista wan’ giv housi to hewd but ou hav to caw meani namesis!”
“W-wai… smawti am sowwi!
Nu wanned to make owd mista cwy!”
“Nu cawe! Hewd nu wan smawti animow!
Gu ‘wai! Hewd hatechu!!”
William started to cry harder
The herd hearing the man crying, ganged up against the smarty, he cowardly curled up in a ball and started begging them to stop hitting him.
“Dis am ou fawt!
Get foweva sweepies!”
The smarty cried and screamed in pain.
At one point one big fluffy grabbed him from the head and dragged him away leaving only a trail of blood and shit while still crying in agony.
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For a while there was silence but was soon broken by another tapping on the door.
William opens the door and sees the same herd, but now the one in lead was the young female.
“Pwese nice mista, smawti am nu mow hewe… nu mow saddies.
Can hewd be nice mista new famwy?
Fwuffy pwomis hewd am bestest hewd!”
Well, if you put it this way… ok, welcome to my house
In the distance a bloody still breathing smarty was dying and crying in silence.
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Oi Chad here!
Quick story i came up while at work and while working on Unknown Hero part 2.
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