Vincent Harkness was frantically searching the breeder pens.
“Piper! Piper! Where are you?!”
The other mares were confused.
“Wut am wong, Daddeh Vin-cent?”
“Have any of you seen Piper?”
The mares looked at each other for a moment. But they were fluffies.
“Am it sketti day?”
“NO!”
The mare shit themselves and Vincent ran back to the front.
There he met his business partner Augustus “Gus” Kemper.
“What’s going on?” Gus asked.
“HOLY FUCKING SHIT PIPER’S GONE!!!” Vincent said calmly.
“Piper, the absurdly expensive pure white breeder fluffy we raised from birth?” Gus asked.
“Yes.” Vincent screamed hysterically.
“Well it’s not like she could have escaped on her own, she’s a fluffy. Check the tapes.”
Gus and Vincent checked the security tapes where a tentacled figure wearing all-covering black clothing was shown breaking into their breeder pens and stealing Piper.
“What did we ever do to deserve this?!” demanded Gus to his fellow Tory-voter Vincent.
Just then the mail arrived. Someone had sent them an envelope with a picture in it.
Gus and Vincent stared at it.
It depicted Piper sitting on a white cushion with a group of 5 big brown fluffies behind her.
The photo was captioned ‘Piper fluffy surrounded.’
“As somebody unfamiliar with internet memes I wonder what this means” said Gus.
“Well we need to get Piper back before her value as a breeder is ruined” Vincent replied.
“Either that or hope Ricky gets elected so we can get a tax cut to cover our loss.”
“Isn’t Ricky a psychotic narcissistic megalomaniacal bigot and probable serial killer?”
“Tax. Cut.”
“Money trumps morality, good point.”
Elsewhere:
Piper was playing with blocks with her new friends. Her new daddeh said they’d all been left in a box on his doorstep and would eventually have to go to different homes but for now they were all enjoying themselves.
Piper picked up a block with her front hooves and stacked it on top of another block.
Then she picked up a third block and stacked it on top of those two.
The other fluffies gasped and then started cheering. It was the most impressive thing they had ever seen. Most fluffies would be lucky to be able to stack two blocks a few times in their lives, but to stack three of them was something only one in a million had the skill to do.
Piper basked in their praise. She and the other fluffies were eventually adopted by filthy hugboxers and lived happily ever after.
Author’s note: Gus and Vincent are OCs belonging to @BFM101
Turns out I can write hugbox but only if I do it in a way that’s even weirder than my usual.
