A pair of foals were rolling balls around. They were playing a game their mummah had taught them where they tried to roll the balls into goals their mummah had built and set up. She called it “soccer.”
“Teehee, wub pway wit soccew baww!”
“Wub bwuddah, wub pway soccew!”
The balls were painted black and white, but due to their irregular shape and the fact they were clumsily covered in plastic they didn’t roll as well as they could have. The foals didn’t care though, they were having too much fun.
“Wook! Babbeh make soccew baww gu in goaw!”
“Su funsies!”
They didn’t even remember the scary thing that had happened yesterday. Mainly because fluffies are easily distracted and forget bad things quickly due to their programming.
Watching the foals from inside an empty fishtank was pillowfluff. He was screaming.
The Previous Day:
The stallion stood over the cowering foals.
“Yu am enfie babbehs nao!”
The he was yanked up by the scruff of his neck.
“SCREEEEE! Bad upsies!”
And turned around to look into the eyes of an extremely pissed off human.
“You were about to rape those foals, were you?”
The stallion grinned maliciously.
“Yes! And dewe nothing yu can du tu stop fwuffy, dummeh hoomin, NOTHING ! Fwuffy gunna gib dose babbehs wowstest enfies an den wowstest sowwy hoofies! Nao put fwuffy down!”
“No.”
“…pwease put fwuffy down?”
“No.”
“Am gud fwuffy, nu du anyting wong! Put fwuffy downsies!”
“Fine.”
The fluffy instead found himself slammed onto a cutting block.
Back to the present:
The stallion’s screams were muffled by the fishtank enough that the foals couldn’t hear them. But the human standing next to the tank could.
“WAN SPECIAW WUMPS BACK! WAN WEGGIES BACK! DUMMEH BABBEHS NU PWAY WIT WUMPS!”
After he’d had his legs and testicles cut off the woman had covered his balls in plastic, painted them black and white, and given them to the foals to play with.
She’d then made soccer goals out of his legs.
The woman opened the top of the fish tank.
“How about instead of giving you your legs and testicles back I give you these instead?”
She then proceeded to pour fire ants onto the pillowfluff.
“SCREEEE!!! WAI HUWT FWUFFY?! NU DO ANYTING WONG EBEH!”