This was a sad day at the homeless shelter, Frank thought.
In front of him was supposed to be a happy table, a feast with all kinds of foods but in place of that was wathever him and every volunteer in the shelter could find in the fridge.
The omeless people were shivering, a snow storm had happened and just their luck all the vehicles were stuckbecause of the snow and the radiator was broken.
Nobody was talking it was already sad enough with the situation. Originally the shelter was supposed to get a whole lot more food but something had happened.
The shelter was supposed to get a delivery earlier of food and warm clothes but because of the storm all the vehicles were unable to make it trought here and so they were stuck here .
On the tableswere the leftovers of meals and some, everyone was eating although not even looking at each other or smiling so it was better than nothing.
Frank was really sad over this, people always said tha the was an asshole because apparently killing a few damn fluffies when they invade your garden by slowly burning them was considered evil.
Fucking idiot to Frank fluffies were already evil enough to get the death penalty. Raping of other fluffies sometiles even children, killing just for food , extreme racism toward brown fluffies and unicorn , extreme favoritism and the list goes on.
Well even if he was an asshole he wasn’t heartless enough to look at the spectacle in front of him and not want to cry, they couldn’t even get deliveries because pf the the snow storm nor go to a supermarket.
Suddenly he heard an knock on the door it sounded really weak but still audible.
-"What was that ? another volunteer asked, perhaps it was someone that couldn’t escape the storm.
-"I’ll go check it out " Frank said, he really hoped that it wasn’t another poor soul trapped outside. But when he opened the door the only thought crossing his mind was: “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me”
-" HHHHH eeeeee wwwww ooo pw pw pwease hew hewp hewd!!!" A cackling voice begged, Frank was ready to close the door immediatly but held back thinking that at this point he might as well listen.
The fluffy talking to him was a light green fluffies. He kept trembing from the cold and you could see his snot starting to solidify into ice. The herd behing him was way too large. Frank could see at least 30 adult fluffies and twice the number of foals
-" Okay so why are you doing here? I don’t think you guys are a normal herd of runaway, you’re way too many, and not strays either you’re way too dumb to be in this weather. " Frank insulted the herd but the smarty only responded to his question not insult perhaps because he was too cool to be angry.
-" SMAWT AND HEWD WUN AWAY!! BWIG METAW MUNSTA GU FOWEBA SWEEPIIE!!! MISTAHS GON AN AN AN !!! The smarty was histeric and wasn’t talking sense anymore.
-“Be quick or i’ll close the door” The threat of staying in this cold froze the smarty and he reexplained slowly and calmly this time.
Long story short those guys were fluffies that were supposed to be processed and transformed into food, one day they overheard the employees of the food company talking and became scared shitless. To avoid them freaking out the other they became an " emergency delivery " but the truck containing them got into the snow storm and the fluffies got free.
It was two days ago the fluffies were around 100 at the time but more than half died due to the cold, these fluffies not understanding the danger of having kids kept fucking like crazy and kept dying, and in the end they found this shelter.
Frank was complete unsympathethic to their story, " just another fluffy story " he thought
-“Pxease " The smarty continued , warmed by the temperature exiting the door and smiling in relief. " Hewd nee nummie and wawmsies, babbeh nee hewp tu pwease!!!” He begged touching Frank with his dirty hoof.
Frank was about to kic the little bastard but then he got an idea that could make both of them happy.
-“Sure i’ll help you” Frank said a happy smile on his face, he gently pushed the smarty aside with his food.
-" WEAWWY?! FANK YU FANK YU!!!" The smarty exclaimed crying tears ofjoy his herd soon followed.
-" But you know ,everything has a price in this world" Frank mumured as the Smarty and his herd entered in the shelter, signaling to the volunteer to go to the kitchen.
3 hours later
The tables was full of happy smile and the people were enjoying the good food that had been cooked. Thank god they still had some spice in the kitchen. They were also wearing fur ap and smalll coat that was warm enough. Frank was stading behind the counter of the kitchen tables the smarty next him .
Behind the kitchen tables the other people who finshed eating were playing some kind of game on a table with needles and other things . Some squueaking could be heard from there.
Yes everyone was happy except
-“” huhuhuhu huuuuu" Sobbing could be heard Frank looked in his right and saw the Smarty or what was left of him. His tongue was cut out and his legs were gone and his thinkgs had been pulled out jusding from the blood exiting his gums.
-" Oh come one don’t be sad, look how happy you’re making everyone , everyone love you guys. " It wasn’t a lie once the people got a taste from the fluffy food and a little bit of clothing there were cheers anymore.
On the table the people were playing some anatomy make up class with some foals that were used for entertainement, the foal was opened up using scissor and the people tere were touching his inside with the needles.
-" Whoah look at that is that his lungs" The homeless was touching it with the soft side of the needle, his hands coveredin blood.
-“ppeeep peeep pepep !!!” the foal was screaming in pain until… POP his lings puctured and he was dyingin front of them
-“Oopps sorry let’s take another one”. He reached under the table and took another one from a box.
-''huhuhuhuuhuhu" the smarty was broken beyond belief, his whole herd, his family slaughtererd in the kitchen .
-" Oh come on don’t cry. " Frank patted the smarty on his back " listen since you were so courageaous earlier you’ll live here with me ok. My appartement allow for pets anyway"
Suddenly Frank noticed a staint on the counter , he immediatly put some washing liquid on the smarty fur and rubbed him.
-" hwan da hwan da hwan da" The smarty sobbed all the while
“peep peep” some happy noise came out it was the faols with their pillowed mother, he kept his promise, he helped them and in exchange they would become the shleter fluffy farm.
Frank was finally starting to like fluffies.
END
Merry holidays to everyone