Lisa smiled and clapped her hands.
“Okay everyone, line up so I can make you all pretty! Then you all get names!”
The herd of mares she’s assembled cheered and lined up in front of the table Lisa had set up. Fluffies are bad at forming lines so Lisa just grabbed whichever fluffy was in front of her.
On it were an assortment of hair-care products, hair dye, scissors, and a razor.
As each mare trotted up to the table Lisa would pick them up and begin styling their manes.
After she’d styled the manes (she gave them all the same ‘hairstyle’) she’d dye their manes.
One of the mares nuzzles Lisa’s arm as she picked her up.
“Tank yu fow making fwuffy pwetty nice wady! Wub yu and nu can wait fow nu namesies!”
Lisa gave the mare an affectionate pat on the head.
“You’re welcome!”
Eventually Lisa was finished. Every single mare had the same hairstyle with the same color.
“Alright, now everyone line up facing me so I can give your names!”
The mares trotted into a clump, which was as close as they could get to lining up.
Lisa named each of them in turn. She named them all the same name.
Then she got their attention once again.
“Okay, there’s one thing I need for you to all do and then I’ll adopt you and give you all skettis!”
The mares cheered and babbled happily to each other. They got pretty manes, new names, were going to get adopted, AND were going to get sketties? This was the best day of their lives!
“WUB NYU MUMMAH!” They chanted in unison.
Fluffies are so simple-minded that similar ones in the same situation will react the same way.
1 hour later:
The supermarket wasn’t that busy. It was a slow day because everyone working there was evil and people only shopped there if they didn’t know better or had to.
Roy the cashier looked up as a fluffy entered the supermarket.
“Hey! You can’t be in here you shitr-”
He stopped talking as he saw the fluffy had a very specific blonde hairstyle.
And more fluffies with that exact same hairstyle were flooding in behind her.
Roy’s eyes bulged out of his head.
“no. No! NOOOOO!!!”
Dozens of fluffies shouted the phrase all employees dread in unison.
“KAWEN WAN TAWKSIES TU YOUW MANAGEW!”
Lisa walked in a few minutes later and saw Roy lying on the ground, foaming at the mouth. All the other employees and the manager had also been vanquished. Shoppers could shop in peace.
Lisa clapped her hands and laughed with glee.
“Good job, we defeated the evil! Okay everyone, let’s all go to the pasta aisle!”
A herd of cheering Karen fluffies followed Lisa.
They all got adopted and given spaghetti and lived happily ever after.
Author’s note: @DummehBabbeh wanted more Karen fluffies so I wrote this.
