In the Mojave Wasteland, the NCR continues its bid to annex Vegas and stop the Legion, but there are times when the New California Republic is not just dealing with Legion, but the other Raider clans that plague the Mojave, one such blight are the Fiends, and unfortunately, for a herd of Biotoys, they will get caught in the conflict between NCR and Fiends
Fancy. a Periwinkle unicorn fluffy, remembered his mama and daddhie, he remembered the struggles and the sad times they had in their search for a new home. The day the both went foebew sweepies, Fancy promised himself that no matter what, he would find a new home for himself and later be joined by other fluffies like him. Eventually, they would make a new home in the ruins of an abandoned town, which had some of the funny nummies that gave the mares milkies for all the babbhies, even though half of the mares did not have babbhies, but it helped the babbhies at least, especially…bestest.
PEEP CHEEP CHEEP
Bestest is a…Senstive babbhie, and he belongs Pwetty, a…VERY difficult mare that made constant trouble for the herd, she would whine, cry, and start fights whenever she would not get her way. The only good thing about bestest, he was the only foal that Pwetty had which was very sad…But good for the herd. the Only downside, the foal, WAS AN ADULT SENSTIVE BABBHIE!!!.
Cooooooo
Fancy watched a very big and fat fluffy nurse from pwetty, and though Fancy loved all babbhies even the ugly nu pwetty ones, but in the case of bestest he can’t hate for being sensitive, but he hated him for being greedy and trying to steel milk form the other mamas. The time he had to hit the fat fluffy made him feel a little bad, but then he tried it again, the one at fault for the adult-sensitive was Pwetty since she would exclaim that her Bestest need lots of milkies for betset to grow up big and strong. You feel bad for Pwetty since when it comes to sensitive fluffies, they never grow up. It is something his daddhie told him, when it came to his sisie who was sensitive, and never really got older, she only cheep and peeded, and it was the reason she ended up as nummies for the shacky barky munsters.
“Pweety wan moe nummies!”
“Pwetty, yu hab nummies”
“WAN. MOE!!!”
“HAB NUMMIES PWEETY, keep bein menaie den yu nu am paw ob hewd nu moe!!!”
Fancy had made the usual threat against Pwetty, he then walked to one of the buildings that housed his special fweind, woot (root in human speak), a wingie fuffy that had a brown body, but very pretty white mane, who was nursing three chripy babbhies, one little filly who was a light red, another filly who was brown like her mama, and a white colt was was in his mama hoofs getting lickie cleanies from his mama.
“Am otay speshuw fweind?”
“It am pwetty…” the Stallion sighed in contempt at the mare name
“Why am pwetty still am in hewd ib meanie?” the mare gave a confused look at Fancy.
“Nu know, maybe am tu nice, nu wike wose fuwffies…”
To Fancy, fluffies were for huggies and wub, not hurties, and seeing bad things happen to fluffies always hurt his heart. In his herd, he had never delt with fluffies who did not listen to him, but the day Pwetty joined his herd, they had to face buggie munstews, meanie hoomens, and sometimes…the CLAW munstah that the hoomens were even scared of.
“Maybe fancy hab to worse pwetty ib nu wisten tu smawty den pwetty hab tu weave”
Fancy thinky place had the worteswt hurties, fluffies should not be mean to each other, but Root was right. To protect his family and his friends, he had to get rid of Pretty had to a lesser degree…Bestest.
“Nu wike…bu woot am wight, fanncey am smawty, ne-”
BANG
A loud noise catches the ears of every fluffy in town, many sacred leaving poopies and pee in fear, many foals cry, mostly chirpies, all the talkie babbhies ran to their mamas for comfort, bestest was crying and shiting himself in fear and pain due to the loud noises with Pretty trying to comfort him. Looking from his home Fancy saw many hoomens come into their home. The hoomens wore scary hats and did not smell pretty and in their hands were loud sticks. Every time either the hoomens or the big green monster had loud sticks someone or something would end up as tummy sketii and booboo juice. Fancy recognised the type of hoomens these were though, the other hoomens that scared off his herd when they went forging for food near their land, they would have given them forever sleepies had it not been the same hoomens who started giving hurties to the other hoomens. The scary hoomens though looked like they had hurties and they seemed almost scared.
“FUCK, how long until those NCR fucks get here”
“I don’t know Jed”
“All right you fucks get out all the guns we have were turning this shit town into a kill box”
As the hoomes moved all the stuff they were carrying they then noticed some of your herd mates still walking around and curious.
“HEY JED!, we hab dose weird little horse things here”
“Ignore them, fucking NCR brought those damn rangers here”
“hewo new fweind?”
Half of the fluffies were looking and the bad-smelling and scary-looking humans that were spreading out across their home. kicking out fluffies from their nest as they were putting some stuff down, at first Fancey thought they were toys, but upon close inspection, he realized they were putting down more loud sticks and weird-looking balls. It is then Fancy heard a scream, one of the hoomnes was holding a soon mama out of one of the high doors.
“EEEEEEEEEEE, bad upsie, upsie bad fo soon mama!”
“Shut the fuck up ya-”
BOOOOOOOOM!!!
Before the raider could drop the soon mama from the window of the deserted house, the second-story section of the house explodes, sending the scattered remains of the raider and the soon mama along with her unborn children everywhere. Time stands still as the Feinds and the fluffies stare in shock at what happened.
“SKEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE”
“FUCK, NCR ARE HERE”
“WUNNNNN”
“COME AND GET IT YOU FUCKING NCR PIGS”
Chaos began to descend into the fluffy town as more hoomens in yellow and brown colors came into Fancy Land. They began to use their loud sticks against the smelly hoomens, with many of Fancy herd members getting caught in the crossfire. One of the other hoomens was holding a big looking loud stick as he was heading to one of the fluffy housies that one smelly hoomen was using. The other hoomen the unleashes burnie hurties from the big loud stick igniting the house, the fluffies, and the hoomen inside. The hoomen then falls from the high door, while many of the fluffies inside run out on fire.
“HEWP!!!”
“BUWIINES!!!”
“WEWE MAMA, BABBHIE NU CAN SEEEEEEEEEEE”
CHEEEEEEEEE PEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
Many fluffies of all kind had ran into the open has they were engulfed in flames. A fluffy then collapses in front of the home of Fancy and his family. When they were not using the buwine thingies, they mostly used loud sticks that shot out these bright yellow things. Fancy saw a mama trying to run away from the fight when one of the bright yellow things hit her right in the tummy spilling tummy sketiis and spelling her babbhies right into it. The babbhies cried and begged for their mama that had now become a pile of blood and guts, the foals soon died, drowning in said blood and guts. When it was not the yellow things that made booboo juice and tummy skettis pop out of fluffies sometimes the hoomens used bright sticks that shot out red and green lights.
“WUN SPCWEIL FWEIND WUN!!!”
“HUUHUUU NU CA-”
A laser hits the mama right in the head incinerating it and turning it into ash. Her mate could only stare in shock at his special friend thinky place had turned into a ball of dust. In tears he runs to the body of his mate.
“NU, NU, NU GO FOWB-”
A similar fate would then would then befall the Stallion, but instead of getting hit by laser fire, the fluffy is hit by plasma fire, as he is blown away from his mate and melted into a pile of green goo, that had splattered into the face of a fluffy mare.
“EEEEEEEEEEE, SEE PWACE BUWNIES!!!”
The mare stumbled in pain as her eyes burned by the goo of her own kind. Being unable to see the mare stumbles into a nest that had been abandoned by the parents when the fighting started leaving their chirpy babbhies to their doom.
PEEEP PEEP PEEP CHE-SKEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
CRUNCH
The blind mare had crushed the abandoned foals spilling their guts onto the nest and causing the mare to fall.
“EEEEEEEEEEEEEEE, UGH!!!”
The mare had fallen on a piece of wood broken by all the gunfire and explosions. Impaling her through her jaw all the way into her brain. Her eyes were left in a state of shock and pain as she slowly bled to death.
RATATATATATATATATATATATA
Fancy notice how many of the loud sticks could shoot out more of the yellow things, red lights, and green lights. One fluffy tried to run to Fancy and Roots home hoping that his smarty and special friend would save him.
“PWASE SMAWTY SABE-UGHHHHH”
The fluffy is caught in a sea of yellow as time almost seems to go slowly in the eyes of Fancy. The fluffy is forced upright by the gunfire, as a part of his head is taken by a bullet, then his right weegie, then a part of his tummy, then his left bottom weegie, then his nonos, then an ear, his other left weegie, and then lastly his jaw as he falls to the ground on moving. Seeing what happened to this fluffy, Fancy world then became quiet, as the only thing he could hear was a very high-pitched noise.
“Wha…Wha…happen”
Fancy saw root holding their babbhies tightly trying her best to protect them from the hurties and comforting he the best she could. Turning away he saw more blood and death as his herd was caught in a fight between humans. He saw one of the scary humans get hit by many of the bright yellow lights as he fell on a soon mama. The soon mama is then crushed by the now forever sleeping humans and her tummy skettis come out from her mouth, and her tummy babbhies come flying out of her special place to a wall that splattered them on impact.
“BESTEST WUN, HAB TU WUN!!!”
PEEP CHEEP PEEEP PEEEP CHEEP
Fancy saw Pretty trying to drag her obese mentally disabled son away from all the carnage. Next to them a fluffy with a weegie in it mouth and no back weegies was attached to the fluffy as he was dragging himself away to…somewhere a look of shock was plastered on his face as he dragged his bloody body across the road. Near him a teary face mama was cradling the bloody remains of her young, rocking back and forth, Another fluffy was near her, maybe her mate as it was hard to tell as the upper part of his head was blown away.
“FA…FAN…FANCY MAKE WAKIES!!!”
Fancy is taken out of his shock, by Root who got her mate out of his shellshock state.
“SPEWCIL FWEIND WAT FUWFFIES DO?!!?!?”
Looking around at the death and carnage, and the pain many members of his herd was going through Fancy knew what he had to do.
“Woot stay wid babbhies nu mob fowm hewe”
“Bu…bu…”
“NU MOB, STAY”
Running into the fray, Fancy ran to the nearest fluffy he could, a light green winge fluffy that was hiding under some rubble and his hoofs.
“Nu…wan…Nu wan…huwties”
“FWEIND WISTEN TU SMAWTY”
Looking from his hiding place the green fluffy saw his smarty standing above him.
“GWAB FANCY TWAIL, TAK HOMSIES”
Getting up from his hiding spot, the fluffy does what he is told as he grabs onto his smarty’s tail gently and firmly in his mouth. Making sure the other fluffy grabbed on, the two then ran across the battlefield taking the fluffy to his home.
“STAY HAB TU GE UDDEW FWEINDS!!!”
Running again across the Chaos of his home Fancy saw a small pile of chirpy babbhies trying to use the lower half of what he assumed to be their mama. Running up to the little blind foals Fnacy tried his best to both comfort and reassure the now motherless babbhies.
“Nu wowwie babbhies smawty sabe uo”
Taking the foals from the bloody mess of their mother onto his back, however, the babbhies did not make it easy as they both screamed and cried from being separated from their mama. The loud scary noises and the new voice made these newborns’ lives a living hell since all they wanted was milkies and huggies hoping that the scarry noises and the smell of booboo juice would go away.
PEEEP CHEEEP CHEEEP
CHEEP CHEEP PEEP
HUHUHU PEEP HUHUU CHEEP
Making another trip to his home Fancy tried his best to save as many fluffies were saved. He was able to save some families who were luckily not hurt. Fancy tried to same some of the most brutalized fluffies he could but most of them died before he could save them. He was able to save many babbhies he could, but some would die due to gun fire that missed him but hit a babbhie. He than ran to Pretty and bestest hoping to save them, even though he was deciding to kick them out of the herd.
“PWETTY WUN TU FANCY HOUSIES”
“NU, GU AWAY DUMMY HAB TO SABE BESTES BABBHIE!”
“BESTES AM TUU BIG NU CAN SABE”
“BESTEST NU AM BIG, HAB MUSC-”
Trying to drag Pretty away, the two then watch in horror as the adult-sensitive babbhie is riddled with booboo juice holes.
RTATATATATATATATATTATATA
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
The Bestes shakes on the ground as hole after hole is made into his fat flesh, as the last bullet decapitates Bestest. His head rolls away from his blood body to Fancy and Pretty, the latter of the two tries everything he can to avoid throwing up.
“NUUUUUUUUU, BESTEST BABBHIE!!!”
“NEE WUN PWETTY BABBHIE AM GONE”
Trying the drag the mare to safety putting as much strength as he could to try and save the mare.
“NU WET GO HAB TU GIB BABBHIE HUGIES MAK ALL BANG EEEEEEEE”
The Mare is blown away from Fancy, as he stares in shock with the tail of the mare still in his mouth. Running to where Pretty was blown away, seeing if the mare was ok, but to his horror she was not.
“MHM, BLAAAAAAAAAAACH”
Fancy could not hold his lunch as the state of Pretty finally forced him to throw up. In Pretty Face were shiny round things that had now been coated in Pretty’s booboo juice. They had almost blown her entire face off, as her jaw was hanging by a thread one of the shiny things had hit her right in the eye. One had almost shredded her throat. One had made almost all the way through to her forehead as blood and brain matter leaked from the wound. Fancy saw her twitch a bit until she finally went still, Fancy could only shed tears at what he saw, until finally, his legs began to move, heading back to the surviving members of his herd.
“why…why…why…”
Fancy kept asking himself this question as all the death and destruction had taken many members of his herd. Making it back to his home Fancy saw one of the still living scary humans holding a weird ball while at the same time wearing some of them.
"I’AM TAKING MANY OF YOU ASSHOLES WITH M-’
The hoomen was not able to finish is words as booboo Juice and and pink stuff came out of his thinky place. Slowly the hoomen stumbled backward until he fell into the hole of his home. Root and Fancy stared at the unmoving body of the hoomen laid unmoving as they both heard ticking.
TICK
TICK
TICK
“Fan-”
Fancy home is then engulfed in fire and debris as he is pushed back by the blast, the last thing Fancy saw was the blue sky.
Fancy did not know how long he was asleep for, all he knew was that when he woke up he smelled the most terrible smell he could. Getting up hurt, and then he saw that his front weegie was twisted in ways that weegies should not be twisted in. looking around he saw that it was dark times as the hot bright ball in the sky was gone. All round Fancy he saw the bloody remains of his herd, and the bloody remains of the hoomens that invaded their home as nothing seemed to move. Fancy saw the unmoving bodies in various states, he saw soon mamas leaking booboo juice and unmoving babbhies, he saw families huddling together hoping the scary things around them would stop, he saw many babbhies of all types bloody and broken, he had saw all these babbhies cooing and playing without fear and pain this morning now at that were left were unmoving young fluffies who would never get the chance to grow up. He then remembered…his family. Turing so fast it would have broken his fragile neck Fancy saw what was left of his home.
“Nu…”
In his home, he saw the bloody bits of all the fluffies he tried to save there was almost nothing left. Looking around Fancy hoped with all his heart that his family was ok, he then felt something wet and gooey on his hoof. Looking down Fancy saw to his horror what he had stepped in as he brought his face to a familiar color of fluff as he could tell who it belonged to.
“Nuuuuuuu…”
Tears fell from his eyes as he knew the fate of his family. Falling on the bloody remains of his family, Fancy could only let more tears fall. The fighting between the humans had taken everything from him, his home, his herd, and his family.
“wan…wan…wan die, wan die, wan die , wan die…”
Fancy eyes once full of life and hope, were now empty and lifeless as he now waited for his end to come.
It was the fires of the great war that left its scars, taking the lives of many. War consumes all, and fluffies are no different, as these innocent creatures are eaten by the monster that is war. For mankind, it will always be the same since War, war never changes.
