Khan grew Tired from his short jog to the ever clear smell of Smarty. Maybe it was time for him to settle down, find a mate and grow old and die and all that jazz…
Khan’s thoughts were cut short as he heard familiar ordering of lesser tyrants. “DUMMEH POOPY FWUFFIES! ‘OU GIB HEWD NUMMIES, AN’ NUM POOPIES… If nu wan’ num poopies… DEN SMAWTY MAKE DUMMEH POOPIE FWUFFIE ENFIE FWUFFY!!!” The order rang out.
Khan was a simple Cannibal Fluffy, he liked meat, he liked killing… But as he was a ‘Poopie’ himself, he did not take kind to the segregated abuse that Brown Fluffies were given. Khan had left out of the side of his hill, to a nearby alley, a favorite amongst Ferals, When Khan turned the corner he saw a small group standing above a few ‘Poopie’ Fluffies.
The Smarty, now walking away from the group left to meet his mate, just a bit further down the alley. Khan had seen this scene play out countless times, and honestly, he was tired of all the monotony.
Bursting around the Corner, he rushed the Fluffies circling the Poopies. Gaining a few scared yelps as he rushed thru a few toughies. As Khan turned to see if the Poopies were okay, he was stopped in sheer surprise.
Their wasnt any Poopie Fluffies… It was just a massive clump of Brown Poopies! Khan turned to the Smarty, rage in his eyes. “Dummehs twick Khan… Khan nu wike twicks…” Khan said, lowering himself till his belly almost hit the concrete.
“DUMMEH KHAN! SMAWTY TIWCK 'OU! NAO KHAN AM SUNSHINE’S TOUGHIE!” The Bright Yellow Smarty announced, standing beside his Special Friend. Khan was about to begin ripping and tearing, when he caught a glimpse of the Smarty’s Special Friend.
Khan’s heart nearly skipped a beat when he saw her. A matted Dark Blue coat, and a full, bouncy Maroon mane, it’s natural spirals drifted over her left eye, Khan noticed that she was a Unicorn, her Horn a bright white, bursting thru the Maroon and Dark Blue of her coat and mane… Khan never felt like this before… He was… Embarrassed? As Khan stared at the Mare, she felt his eyes all over her, causing her to turn away and blush.
The Smarty, now severely confused as to why Khan was not agreeing to his masterful plan, grew impatient. “HEWWO-OO-O?! Dummeh Khan stiww dewe?” The comment caused Khan to snap back to from his day dreaming, now ready to begin his assault.
Khan rushed the nearest toughie, a Speckled Red coated Earthie. Khan bore his teeth thru the Earthie’s supple neck and ripped, Blood covering the now enraged Khan, and most of the Floor under him… And the Earthie’s now limp body. A rush thru Khan into the next one, a Pegasus with a dirty white coat. his arm tore clean off, causing him to screech in pain, while Khan threw his leg away. Khan stood above the Toughie and began to stomp on his head, crushing it under his massive weight. Khan looked to the third, but realized he had made a break for it as soon as the Pegasus’s leg came off.
Khan, now covered in blood, sweat, and the viscera of his enemies, turned to Sunshine. The Smarty was determined though. The Smarty dashed at Khan, causing Khan to chuckle a bit at the attempt. Sunshine darted to the left, Khan now seeing his plan for what it was also darted left, but was met with Sunshine faking to the right. Khan’s old bones got the better of him, allowing him to slip as he tried to readjust to the different direction. A juke…
Before Khan could fix himself back up, Sunshine jammed his Horn into Khan’s Neck, right along the back, near the spine. Sunshine had just tried to paralyze Khan…
“DUMMEH! STAY DOWN AND NU GET UP, OW EWSE!” Ordered Sunshine.
But Khan always…
Always…
Says no.
Khan Jumped up from his limp stupor, surprising Sunshine as he had thought his paralyzing hit had made it’s mark, unlucky for him, as Khan dug his hoof into his front right leg. a Audible snap rang thru the alley, startling the Mare in the back, along with a Nurse hiding behind her, that Khan had not noticed.
“SCREEEEEEEE-… haff haff D-dummeh! Sunshin g-gibe biggest fowebah sweepies tu Khan! Khan nu wan be Toughie? DEN KHAN BE NUTIN AT AWW!” Sunshine said, rushing Khan with his three remaining legs, tears in his eyes.
Khan had won, but the resilience of Sunshine gave Khan an idea. A Quick dash to the left, and Khan was already out of the way of Sunshine, the Smarty followed Khan’s dash, only to be met with nothing there… Khan had dashed to the right, causing Sunshine to quickly readjust himself… But with a broken leg, it was impossible. Sunshine slid, hitting the ground under him, Khan standing above him glared down at the fallen Smarty and cocked a smile.
“Khan gibe Sunshine choosie… You weabe, nu come back, but weabe speshuw fwend for Khan… Ow Khan take speshuw fwend and take Sunshine tu home, make Sunshine watch whiwe Khan gibe Nyu Speshuw Fwend bestes’ babbehs… 'Ou choose.” Khan said, his grin now becoming more and more jagged. Sunshine looked up at Khan and spat at Khan in defiance.
“Bad Choice.” Khan said, bringing his hoof high up above the Smarty’s Head.
“WAIT!” Came a cry from behind Khan. It was the Mare.
“Wiww gu wiff Khan, wet Smawty gu.” The Mare said, cool and collected as she strode up to Khan. Sunshine almost began to cry as his special friend turned around and shot sorry poopies at him. “Nu am Speshuw Fwend nu mowe. Gu 'way.” She ordered. Sunshine looked up at Khan for approval.
Khan nodded, the grin still on his face. Sunshine propped himselft up on his good leg, and made a break for it, only looking back to see his special friend nuzzle deep into Khan’s chest, lovingly. Sunshine cried, hoping to wash the memory of this day out of his mind… But for now, he ran.
Khan was a bit… Bewildered… He had never felt like this for another Fluffy, but this one… This mare was different to him.
Khan asked for her name, but all he could get out of her was “Twophy…” Trophy was very… indulgent with her hugs and nuzzles, it made Khan feel weird, something he hadn’t felt since he was a young stud…
Khan led Trophy back to his land, when showing the nearby family, Mary grew sadder, but was happy for another gal pal, Domino was awe struck with Trophy’s beauty, Bozo and Micah were… Well they tried to congratulate Khan, but were still a little nervous to try and befriend their protector and tormentor…
Khan then led Trophy up to his den, a little embarrassed at his usual messiness, he tried panic cleaning the leaves and old bones of former meals around. Trophy was calm, and only smiled, she didn’t seem scared of Khan, a feeling that Khan was VERY new to. Once the bones and trash were cleaned, Trophy went into Khan’s den, and laid flat, her back to the entrance.
“Khan commin’ tu give huggies? Twophy know Khan am tiwed, buh bestes’ huggies make Speshuw Fwend feew gud…” Trophy said seductively, well as seductively as a Fluffy can.
Khan was about to indulge himself on the spoils of war, but a thought stopped him. “Why Twophy wan Khan tu gib huggies? Nu even twy tu stop khan fwom takin’ 'ou… Dis am twick?” Khan said, lowering himself, he had been tricked once today, he would not be tricked again.
“Nu, Twophy du dis many times, Twophy may wook young an’ pwetty, buh am owd… Jus’ wan tu hab Babbehs, a Speshuw Fwend, an’ a gud homesie… Don’ mattah who am Speshuw Fwend, jus’ as wong as dey gut to Twophy. Twophy jus’ wan gud feews and gud heawt happies… Khan nu wan’?” Trophy explained.
Khan thought for a moment, finally raising himself up to respond to the Trophy he had claimed, towering over the Mare, who now was a bit scared, her eye still covered by her bouncy mane, her other eye widened with a mix of fear and Stockholm Syndrome induced love…
“Khan wan Babbehs”