Four fluffies sat around a small and very short table; one of each type. An earthie, a pegasus, a unicorn, and an alicorn. Each fluffy had a collection of papers in front of them, the alicorn even more so. She had a small stack of papers and a larger stack of books, although what she had was obscured behind a thin cardboard barrier. The alicorn gingerly picked up a D20 between her hooves and rolled it.
“Da scawy magic fwuffy casts wightnin bowt and it just bawwey misses Stawfiwe.” Says the alicorn. The earthie sighs in relief.
“Scawy magic fwuffy’s magic spewws awe nuffing compawed to Citw- Stawfiwe’s magic spewws!” The earthie pauses, looking at her paper. “Fwuffy casts fiwebowt.” She looks up at the alicorn behind the cardboard expectantly. The alicorn raises an eyebrow.
“Citwus nee woww dee twenny to cast fiwebowt.”
Before Citrus could respond, a teenager came down the stairs.
“Okay Prisma, time for sleep.”
“Nu! Pwease mummah! Wet Pwisma an Citwus an Cwystaw an Fwuffynutty pway dee en dee wongewr! Pwease!!!” Prisma gave her mummah the best puppy eyes she could.
“Fine. But only for one more hour.”
“Otay Pwisma’s mummah! Cwystaw gon be bestest awchew fow wone mowe ouwuw!” The pegasus fluffy flapped her wingies happily. The teen rolled her eyes and went back up the stairs with a smile on her face.
“Whewe wewr fwuffies? Oh yeh! Woww da dee twenny, Citwus!” Prisma looked back at the orange fluffy pony. Citrus picked up her d20 and tossed it on the table.
