“Wook, bwuddah! Dewe am nummies!” The little unicorn blurted, full of enthusiasm.
Meanwhile, Daddeh and Big Sissie were investigating a little green nummie in the ground.
Mummah was rounding the bushes with a smile. It looked like this place was safe for good fluffies!
All was well in the little herd.
Good job, good job.
As we spoke on discord, ESF, this does gives me an idea! I hope I can get to this story idea soon.
This is lovely.
and then a farmer comes out, see’s that they’re not harming the crop(coffie), and ignores them.
Most farmers if they see a rat will go after it to remove it before problems start. If it is in a farm the farmer will have a similar reaction to what happens if they see a rat.
Que garden invasion shenanigans.
Imagine carefully developing a poison for millions of years, only for some monkey to end up enjoying it.
delicious funny poison
and get very hyperactive over it.
I think we know what happens splorin fluffies. It never ends well.
Well, depends on the author. Of course, more often then not it doesn’t, but I should write a story where it turns out for the better.
Daddeh colors is amazing. I love combination of neon green with mat black.
A happy moment.
Daw