Snowglobe was begging his herd’s smarty to be allowed into the fluffpile.
“Pwease Smawty, it am cowd-times! Wiww fweeze tu fowebeh-sweepies if nu in fwuff-piwe!”
The Smarty didn’t care.
“NU CAWE! Yu am ugwy fwuffy, nu ugwy fwuffies in fwuffpiwe!”
Snowglobe started crying.
“Huuhuu, need wawm.”
The other fluffies were varying levels of uncaring.
“Teehee, ugwy fwuffy am gu fowebeh-sweepies cause am ugwy!”
“Fwuffy nu wan fwuffy tu fweeze, but nu wan make Smawty mad.”
“Fwuffy am wiwwing tu wet yu fweeze as wong as it nu affect fwuffy.”
“As a Wibewtawian fwuffy am in fabow ob da poow going fowebeh-sweepies.”
“Sowwy Snowgwobe, but habe tu du wut Smawty says.”
Just then a human came into the alley.
She was sniffling and rubbing her nose with her opposable thumbs.
“Ugh, I hate this weather, I keep sneezing.”
Then she sneezed.
“ACHUUUU!!!”
FWOOOOOSH!
The resulting burst of flame set the entire fluffpile on fire.
“SCREEEEE!!!”
“BUWNIE-HUWTIES!”
“HEWP!”
“Dis am fine.”
“SABE SOON-MUMMAH!”
“WAI DID FWUFFIES BATHE IN GASOWINE?! AM WEGWETTING DAT NAO!”
Snowglobe stared at the rest of his herd burning to death slowly next to him.
Then he found a comfortable place next to the warm fire and went to sleep.