Fluffy stalked back and forth studying the wretched fence that was keeping him and his herd from paradise.
Fluffy stomped his hoof in frustration, looking up and down the fence line to try and find out how to get into the park.
While the smaller fluffies like Dottie, Fluffy, and the foals could wiggle their way through, but then the Bubble, Gum and Traffic cone would be stuck on the other side.
As he rattled his brain trying to think of anything that could get them through the fence he noticed a human with a whole horde of fluffies trotting besides her. All kinds of colors, orange, yellow, pink and red swirled around the womanâs feet.
One of them stuck out to Fluffy, a huge dark red monster of a fluffy covered in scars. An idea struck him as he watched as the woman push the gate open and let all the fluffies off their leads to go run and play.
Fluffy wiggled through the bars of the fence and galloped off the find the huge red stallion. Leaving his herd confused and shocked at his sudden departure.
âBig fluffy! Big fwuffy!â Fluffy was running as fast as his little legs could carry him, trying to catch up with the massive beast and the little herd of foals that surrounded him.
The big stallion turned to stare quizzically at the little white fluff ball galloping towards him.
âBig fwuffy,â Fluffy panted, âcan yu hewp Fwuffy? Tryin to get hewd thwough da wall buh nu can. Yu am supa big and strong, waz wondewin if big fwuffy can hewp hewd out.â
The big fluffy puffed his chest out at being called âbig and strongâ but looked a little wary of Fluffy.
âWhy should Bwute hewp dummeh fewaw? Should just cwush ou wittle head now.â He sneered. Fluffy paused, shocked by the violent threat upon his life.
âWeww hewd hab wots of pwetty mawes, ow fiwwies if yu wike dat, yu can pick one ob dem.â Hopefully not Dottie, he thought to himself.
Brute seemed to seriously consider this proposition, even putting a hoof to his chin in thought. He glanced sideways at the mismatched yellow and brown stallion a few feet away and shook his head.
âNu, aweady hab special enfie fwiend.â Oh great, a stallion lover. Fluffy rolled his eyes and sighed, he hated doing this.
âWeww, Fwuffy could gib yu no-no stick wickies if yu wan, am weaw gewd at it you wiww wub it.â He cooed and snuggled up to Brute.
Brute seemed to seriously consider this offer as well, heâd never had his no-no stick lickedâŚ
âNah, Bruteâs special enfie fwiend can gib wickies.â Brute smiled and shrugged, he had a really good special enfie friend.
âBuh hewd need in! Wha can Fwuffy do to get hewd in?â Fluffy was desperate, he could see Traffic cone pacing with an irritated expression and looks of worry and fear on all the others. He couldnât fail his new herd.
âJust push da gate open.â Brute informed him, it hadnât taken long for the giant to completely forget that the fluffy in front of him was a feral.
âWhaâŚâ Fluffy hadnât thought of thatâŚ
âDa gate donât wock, ou can just push it.â Fluffy nodded and began walking back to his herd. He felt stupid for not considering that, first the wall and now thisâŚ
âWhy did yu weabe us!â Traffic cone looked pissed and Fluffy didnât dare cross back through the fence. He was pacing back and forth, his tail flicking in anger.
âWas askin big fwuffy to hewp,â Fluffy defended himself âhe no wanna hewp buh towd Fwuffy how to ged in.â
Traffic cone still looked pretty angry but Fluffyâs explanation seemed to soothe him a little.
The group hurried down to the little wooden gate and lined up against it to push. They pushed with all their might and the gate swung open, revealing the beautiful green paradise to them.
Traffic cone propped the gate open so the others could squeeze through to the other side before jumping through himself.
Fluffy laughed triumphantly, heâd gotten his herd into paradise! He was the best Smarty ever, he was the Smarty of paradise! Paradise was his and he was never going to give it up and heâd kill anyone who tried to take it from him.