You are Waro a gold pegasus with a white mane, you have a special friend named blanca who was a white unicorn all white. You are currently in front of your mummah and daddeh Daniel and Linda.
– “You say sorry right now or else…” Your Daddeh says menacingly a frown on his face and nearly hitting you , your mummah isn’t any better giving you also an exaspered look.
– "Nu sowwy! " you retort “Wawwo make poopie whewhe he wan!” puffing your cheeks
–"Yus Dummeh Daddeh! NAOW CWEAN AWW DA POOPIES!!! Your special friend encourage you. It was a given after all, when you were still in a shelter you heard from an adult fluffy that your mummah and daddeh takes your special wumps away because they don’t want you to have babies.
How could they? Having no wumps mean never having babies again and never having a family your special friendwas made infertile too. So what if they have to spend all their money on feeding them , it wasn’t your problems. They took your wumps so they should treat you like a king at least.
– " Giv sketties and teebee naow!!! " You scream pooping again behind you, you didn’t care anyway. You and the floor will soon be cleaned. Your special friend follow your example and poop too
-“NAOW!!!” She screams too " an giv babbehs tu" this was her and you desire that you were stolen from birth by those dummehs.
-"Clean now even if oiu have to eat it and then say sorry or…"Daddeh says, He pauses for a moment looking angrier than a angry demon, your mummah make an evil smile full of malice, you are almost scared until the end of the next phrase “we won’t clean anymore”
-“HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHHAHAHA” you can’t stop laughing with your special friend. What, just because they would’nt clean anymore this was a punishement ?
Your Daddeh takes you to a bog box where he was
-“Du it, du it” You taunt them your special friend still is laughing herself off.
Your Daddeh take he two of you to empty room in a old shed, that’s where they’re keeping the cleaning tools and all, however on the floor is a giant plastic bag covering all the ground, this room was almost as big as your safe room so it was really incredible.
-“This is where you’ll live, you can make every shityou can i don’t care i’m not cleaning anymore” Your daddeh shrugs off “we’ll only feed you by filling your bowl of water and kibble so be careful”
You blow at him a raspbery while your special friend dance to mock him, he doesn’t respond and only leave the room. You can’t believe it you can do all the poopies you want and perhaps after they see what you two are capable off they’ll be so scared of you that they will give you back your wumps and let you have babbehs.
The first day everything is fine, you poop everywhere you can just to annoy dummeh Mummah and Daddeh when they came to refill your kibble and water bowl. You of course don’t give them sorry poopies that’s what you tried first but after the beating and sorry box you took you didn’t want to try again.
After many forevers (4 day) of endless pooping, you start to notice something. Your safe room…it starts to smell very bad,the’res poopies everywhere. Usually it’s mummah and Daddeh who, ah right they said the’ll never do it again. Well who cares in some day everything will be fine.
After 2 days everything did not get well, there’s poopies everywhere including your bed because you were too lazy to poop everywhere the smell start getting worse and makes you dizzy. Buggy munstah have started appearing in your safe room they cling to your dirty fluff.
– “NUU! Stawp buggy munstah” you yell your special friend screams for mummah and daddeh
–"Hewp!! Hewp Pwease Feew bad!! The smell started getting to her she coughed recently.
Your Daddeh opens the door, he wears a hazmat suit to protect himself from the toxic environnement.
-“DADDEH!! Pwease fowgib Wawwo neva mak bad poopies again” You screams you didn’t care anymore for babbehs and your wumps, you just wanted to get out of here
He ignores you and fill your kibble and water bowl which are now stained with poop as your fluff durtied them. You don’t know what to do, you had to show him that you were ready to make amends. You and your special friend remember daddeh and mummah warning, this was the only way.
Your reach down and num the poopie, it’s so bad but you have to to show daddeh that you were really sorry. You special friend num it too but after she make sicky wawa that she num too.
-“Dewe Naow pwease fowgib fwuffy!!” you say tears in your eyes daddeh doens’t even respond and soon turn to leave you screams “NNNNUUUUU PWEASE DUN WEAVE DADDEH AM SOWWY SOWWY” you say tears flowing trough your eyes into your fimthy fluff your special friend cough and cough tears too eyes begging. Your Daddeh leaves.
Despair takes you. You can’t eat kibble anymore there’s poop in that too your beautiful saferoom has become a poop desert. You and you safe friend are covered in filth, they’re only a singe way this can end and you know it.
-“NNNNNNNNNNUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU” In fury you two try to eat all the poopies to prove to daddeh who has already left, you only vomit eat and then eat it again, you calm down and snuggle up together to give you strenght for what’s to come.
In the following day you experience agony, the eggs that the buggy munstah layed into your body hatched larvae wriggling into your body them eating your body, in two days you becxome completely blind you start to cough too. Between cough you feel wriggly buggy escaping you throat along with boo-boo juice, your special friend only cough never talk again you can’t even see your food anymore since the bowl is under a lot of poopie.
Daddeh took your toys and washed them,not for you but for your replacement apparently he told you that he found a fluffy that was good natured and didn’t cared if he can’t have babies.
In 3 days you can’t even move anymore, you only lay on your side coughing and coughing, you special friend is next to you, the last huggies of your existence. Your Daddeh lift the bag of your safe roomand dump it in the composter. You feel worms and sickness takes you, you die two days later in misery and pain.
Moral of the story: If you have a fluffy that can’t stop making bad poopies either due to him being too excited or him wanting to annoy you, let him live in his filth in a place where it doesn’t bother you anymore. Either he’ll learns his lesson, Either he’ll die from the infection.
(Story about bad poopies that i wrote before forgetting the idea)