Return to Russel Glen
Chapter 2: Fluffmart Part 2
The Dandyman approached the counter, having finished selecting the fluffies for purchase. He had selected a magenta unicorn mare, she had a lusciously long lilac mane and tail, her eyes were a sparkling sapphire blue. To balance out the ratio he picked up a monochrome burnt orange pegasus stallion with amber hues. Both were only four months old.
The two adult fluffies in addition to the five foals had been placed into separate carriers. The two glitter foals shared a carrier, the three âpoopâ coloured fluffies shared another, while the two adults got their own each.
âIs there anything else youâd like before making your purchase?â Enquired Janice as she sat the last of the carriers on the counter. The stallion was excitedly running around it, his wings flapping joyfully.
âFwuffy hab new daddeh! Su excwided! Be bwest fwuffy fu daddeh!â The stallion shouted as he turned around in the carrier his eyes beaming.
âShud up dummeh! Pwetti fwuffy twi tu sweepsies.â The magenta mare barked at the over excited stallion with a roll of her eyes. She was a little aggressive towards the stallion, he had been keeping her up at all hours during the dark times with his energy.
âHow many fluffy carriers do you have on stock? I need sizes for all fluffy ages.â The Dandyman posed the question, he would need a bulk purchase of carriers to transport his herd when needed.
âWe have a variety of carriers on stock from simple to extravagant. How many were you looking for? We carry a small supply of each kind.â Janice responded in earnest this would probably be the largest sale she ever made.
âGive me all the basic carriers you have on hand.â The Dandyman was pointed and forthright, he wasnât going to beat around the bush.
âOf our most basic carriers we have ten available adult carriers and for foals seven left.â Janice was quick to bring up the current inventory of stock.
âBring them out, add them. Iâm going to take a look at your stock.â The Dandyman took a drag of his cigar, the illusion staying strong. Janice seemed to have noticed the strong smell of smoke but with a simple suggestion spell she ignored it.
Approaching the merchandise the Dandyman grabbed a large trolly and headed over to the kibble ile. Looking over the bags he hummed deep in thought.
âI wonât bother with the cheap kibble.â The Dandyman bent down and plucked a large ten kilogram bag of nutritional kibble from the shelf. It was a plain flavour as he tossed it into the card with four more bags. He then picked up five assorted ten kilogram bags, two wild berry flavour, two mixed vegetable flavour and one sketti flavour, adding them to the trolley. Next he grabbed large bags of milkie kibbles to be used on the teething foals. It was soft and would aid them in the development of their teeth. After he grabbed a selection of fluffy treats that he could use to reward the herd.
Moving along to the sketti isle he looked over the cheap assortment of canned goods. WIth the herd as large as it was he would only make their spaghetti treat from hand once a fortnight. He didnât go for the cheapest nor the priciest sketti but in the middle. Reading over the ingredients he found a brand that would provide the necessary nutrients needed for the herds growth and began to place the cans by the dozens into the trolley, plucking the shelf clean.
With the trolly full he carted it over to the cashier placing it by the side for Janice to ring up and retrieved a second trolly. Making his way back to the aisles he grabbed an assortment of stuffy friends for the weanlings and foals. Formula was plucked from the shelves as an added precaution along with bottles. He grabbed a dozen fluffy first aid kits, fluffy medicine for common colds, ailments and symptoms, educational toys and puzzles
Moving through the punishment aisle he picked up a variety of sorry boxes and sorry sticks of different lengths, thickness and materials. He even retrieved a few fluffy holders to place the fluffies in, he grabbed them of various sizes for adults, young adults, weanlings, foals and babies. They would primarily be used to hold any fluffy with a particular fear of water. He probably wouldnât have to worry about Lemonâs herd when it came time to bathe them, but other fluffies he wasnât too sure about.
For added measure he picked up a few additional implements and tools that could be used for punishment or for his rehabilitation program. Despite Janiceâs aversion to Abusers the store carried a number of tools abusers were fond of. The fluff mart owner catered to all kinds of owners it seemed.
Lastly the Dandyman would grab a number of safe pens to build a safe room or two. Some of the young fluffies or injured ones he would tend to under his roof before passing them to the herd. He would also use the safe room pens for reeducating bad fluffies, those who while naughty werenât particularly far gone to need the rehabilitation shed, the new name of his torture shed.
With the third trolly placed by the counter Janice finished ringing the items up.
âDo you have a catalogue I could browse? I may need to make future online purchases in bulk.â The Dandyman drew the final drag of his cigar and using a sleight of hand he cast prestidigitation to make the butt disappear under the illusion.
"Oh yes. If you make a bulk purchase the warehouses can deliver straight to your door, however you can also for free of charge have your items delivered to your local fluffmart. We receive a copy of your purchases by email, when they arrive we are able to perform quality control, ensuring your items are undamaged. Any items that are damaged we report and a new one is sent to replace it without extra charge. We also ensure the items you purchased are not faulty in any way nor the incorrect product.â
âThere are some warehouse managers that try to send fake or knock off goods. You can also purchase additional fluffies by the hasbio website and have them delivered to us for quality control check and insurance purposes. If a fluffy is faulty or not as described we will inform you as the owner and handle it as desired."
Janice explained as she scanned the items, counting bulk items and putting them in manually so she wouldnât need to handle them.
âBefore I can add the fluffies to your total, may I see your breeding licence for quality control and legality?â Janice asked with a twinkle in her eyes.
Retrieving the necessary documents the Dandyman handed them over. She looked curiously at the breeder documents, there was no expiry date, she hadnât seen this before. Feeling a little suspicious she typed the number into the breeder register and to her surprise it popped up with a match.
âIt seems you are a valued breeder Mr Malethus. You are eligible for a thirty percent discount on all Fluffmart purchases. Would you like to partake?â The young woman questioned as she stood straight. She didnât speak on the manâs strange first name, figuring he was a foreigner.
âIâm fine without it.â The Dandyman couldnât be bothered with the discount, he wasnât exactly strapped for cash. He had amassed vast wealth already and if necessary he could always take a job or two.
âVery well. Your total comes to seven thousand eight hundred and fifty-two dollars and thirty cents. Cash or card?â Asked the young woman with a beaming smile, the Dandyman was her golden goose.
âCash.â Reaching into his left jacket pocket the Dandyman pulled a large wad of banded cash from the interdimensional space. He removed eight in total and dropped them to the counter, using a slight minor illusion to make it seem as if they had been pulled from an actual pocket, not the interdimensional space.
âEight thousand there, keep the change. Consider it an investment.â With a flick of his wrist the Dandyman pulled out his business card and handed it to a stunned Janice, her mouth agape. She hadnât seen so much physical cash in all her life. To her astonishment each consisted of twenty one hundred dollar bills.
âMy card. If the glitter fluffy gives birth to a litter let me know. Iâll be interested in purchasing not only any glitter foals but any other foals she may have.â The Dandyman passed the card over to Janice, on one side it looked like a playing card of the ace of clubs. Janice turned it over and read it.
âDandyman of Russel Glen Farms. Fluffy Breeder, Educator, Rehabilitator, Seller, Remover and Buyer. Seller of all natural fluffy goods.â She looked over the business card as it had his address and contact details as well.
âIf you have anyone who has a feral or fluffy problem in general feel free to give them my number.â He placed a stack of business cards on the counter. âLet your Manager know Iâm always in the market for fluffies. If you have any special fluffies, alicorns, fluffalos, micros, bowls, glitter, tri-colour or any rare fluffies in general give me a call.â[/color]
âOf course. Let me help you carry everything to your car.â Janice offered a helping hand, she wanted to keep this client. This purchase alone, Janice would receive a bonus from. Any purchase of over one thousand dollars and Janice would get a small bonus to her next paycheck. She could already see the dollars in her eyes.
âThat would be appreciated. Take the fluffies out last.â The Dandyman looked at the carriers, the stallion was still excitedly spinning about meanwhile the mare was trying to sleep. The two glitter foals were screaming and verbally abusing the three well behaved bad coloured foals. Said triplets were simply ignoring the twins, they were too overjoyed by being adopted to care.
Taking the supplies out to the land cruiser using the trolleys, he unlocked the trailer and began to load it up. He stacked the items carefully making sure everything was in place, before retrieving the seven fluffies. He sat the triplets on the front passenger seat, the stallion and mare went on the back seat. As for the glitter foals he placed them in the tray he didnât want to listen to them on the long drive home. He made sure the carrier was secured so it wouldnât fly out the back.
âDUMMEH DADDEH! GWIDDA FWUFF NU WIKE META MUNSTAH!â The colt roared and bashed into the cage. The Dandyman reached into the cage and gave him a soft flick on the nose. He squeaked, erupting with scaredy poopies right onto his sister.
âNUUU! NU SMEWW PWETTI!â The little filly screeched as she was coated in the foal liquid. With a roll of his eyes the Dandyman thanked Janice and drove off as she waved.
âHuuu huuu babbeh Scwawed.â The three triplets huued within the âmetal munstahâ as it roared. The mare and stallion didnât seem too bothered by the sound. The Dandyman gave a reassuring smile to the foals.
âGo to sleep, little ones. Youâll be home soon.â He cast a wide sleep spell onto the foals and the fluffies in the back. The spell hit them like a tonne of bricks as they drifted off. So he wouldnât have to hear the screaming of the glitter foals. He cast a second sleep spell onto the tray making them drop like a sack of potatoes. Unluckily for them they dropped into the mess the colt had made.
Driving down the street the Dandyman pulled into the local fluffy shelter. He had the intention to collect a few more fluffies, shelter fluffies were often ferals or strays that had run away or been abandoned. Unlike the Fluffmart the shelter didnât have its own parking lot, but it shared one with the nearby park. He pulled into the parkâs parking lot and pulled up into three spots close to the shelter. Climbing out he lit up another cigar and admired the lush green park, children were running about laughing happily as their parents sat nearby.
Heading over to the dim shelter the Dandyman walked into the front entrance. It was dim, dingy and run down, there were two workers at the counter looking boredly at their phones. Both were in their late teens a young woman and young man. The woman was of indigenous descent with darker skin and long brown hair, the young man was caucasian curly red hair and freckles. They didnât even look up as the bell rang above the door.
âExcuse me, Iâm in the interest of acquiring a fluffy or two.â The Dandyman gave a cough, getting their attention. The young woman looked up unashamedly as she had been caught on her phone even as she put it away slowly, the young man however just grunted and continued staring at the screen.
âWelcome to the Fluff Shelter Wellington Branch, Iâm Natalie and this is Martin.â The young woman introduced herself with a welcoming smile, the young man just grunted again not really caring. She frowned but ignored him.
âPlease come through.â Pulling out a set of keys she opened the nearby door and ushered the Dandyman through into the back where the fluffies were kept.
âHuuuu huuu it am owkwy babbehs.â
âMummah wub babbehs. Babbehs wub mummah!â
âWan mummah huuu huuu.â
"Peep!â
âChirp!â
âThe first area is where we keep our foals and pregnant mares. The next the adult fluffies. After that is where we keep our more problematic fluffies. We recently just cleansed our stock and have limited fluffies on hand.â Natalie introduced the Dandyman to the caged area. He could only see a few of the cages were occupied, there were many empty cages through the area.
He inspected the cages, the fluffies sank into the cages trying to avoid his cage. Many were scared and frightened. They shirked away from him, some were clearly shaking violently. Inspecting the cages he came to a stop to a large brown mare with green mane, unable to move, clearly pregnant. She was missing her front legs and tail; it looked like they had been bitten off. Her yellow eyes were dull as if she had given up hope.
âWhat happened to this one?â The Dandyman enquired pointing at the mare.
âShe arrived a few days ago. She was an enfie fluffy for a herd that was killed by someoneâs dog. She survived and was brought to us. Not really sure as to where sheâs from, hasnât spoken a word. She eats and drinks but mainly so her babies will survive.â Natalie explained as she looked at the fluffy with a blank expression, she showed no empathy or hatred for them.
âIâll take her.â The Dandyman inspected the mare, besides the loss of her legs and tail she appeared healthy enough. He could easily fix her up with a regenerate spell when he got home. She would most likely be greatful for the returning of her legs, and unlikely to cause a problem.
âShall I have her pillowed completely or do you wish to take her as is?â Asked Natalie coldly as she pulled out a set of keys to unlock the cage.
âLeave her as is. She can stay in the cage until Iâm finished. Iâll collect her on the way back.â The Dandyman instructed hiding his disdain at the question. He continued through coming to an open pen with a single unicorn mare inside.
âWiwac wub babbehs! Bahhes wub Wiwac Pwie! Gwu bwig un stwonsies! Sweet, sweet widdle babbehs, gwud babbehs, happi babbehs, fwuffies fwuww ob wub!â The mare sang as tended to a dozen chirpy babies. The mare was a little larger than most mareâs, her teets were significantly over enlarged, her fluff was a light shade of lilac, her mane and tail a sparkling purple. Her eyes were large and a vibrant green as she tended to the babies. Her horn was filed to a nub but was clearly once a vibrant pink.
âOh this is Lilac. Sheâs a nurse mare. She was originally from a breeding mill, they over bred her and injected her with growth hormones. The mill was raided due to unsafe breeding practices and illegal breeding. She wound up here and has been tending to any baby fluffies that arrive without a mother.â Natalie spoke as if she had recited the speech multiple times.
âHewwo nwice mistah, Nwatawie. Mistah habbin a gwud bwite time?â The unicorn named Lilac asked as she looked up at the Dandyman with her vibrant green eyes. They twinkled with mirth and love as she looked back to the baby in her hoofs, a brown alicorn.
âDwere dwere widdle babbeh. Dwink milkies.â The mare lowered the brown alicorn to her teets, he sniffed and latched on happily drinking.
âNo aversion to alicorns or brown fluffies.â The Dandyman inspected the mare with a curious gaze, she was healthy and was keeping a watchful gaze on all twelve babies. One of the babies rolled and seemed to be getting away from her, only to be picked up and placed back in the next. A baby looked strained and she quickly picked him up and held him by the litter box, gently pressing on his stomach. The colt farted and pooped out a tiny turd, he made happy giggles.
"Gwud babbeh. Gud poopies gu in widda bwox." The mare instructed as she gave the little colt a cuddle and kiss making him gurgle in joy.
âShe was raised to care for all fluffies. Thatâs probably one of the only good things the mill actually did when raising their mares, teaching them to love all babies. Brown foals however were often kept to be used as an education tools to psychologically abuse the mares.â Natalie responded as she sighed, putting her hands on her hips.
âSadly we canât keep her much longer. Sure sheâs good, but all fluffies have an expiry date for their stay. Unless youâre adopting her, letâs just move on, sheâs just another shitrat after all.â Natalie huffed as she tapped a foot impatiently.
The Dandyman levelled a gaze at the impatient young woman, his eyes hardening making her gulp, âIt would do well for you not to take a tone with me.â The Dandymanâs tone was strong and hid a veiled threat.
âOf course. My apologies sir.â She didnât know why but Natalie felt threatened and decided it was best not to annoy or anger the strange man.
âGood. Iâll adopt her and the twelve chirpies.â The Dandyman gave a soft calming smile as he looked back to the nurse mare. Lilacâs eyes widened and beamed with joy.
âBwi nu daddeh fu wiwac un babbehs? Hwere dat babbehs nu daddeh un homesies!â Lilac celebrated as she gave each of the babies hugs and kisses making them gurgle happily.
"Wait here Lilac and look after the little ones. Iâll be back shortly, your daddy is going to adopt more fluffies."The Dandyman gently patted the fluffy on the head, the mare cooed in delight as she tented to the babies.
âOwkwy daddeh. Wiwac gwud fwuffy.â Lilac turned her attention back to the babies and tended to them, licking them clean.
Walking down the line the Dandyman inspected the other fluffies in the zone. No other fluffy drew his attention so he continued into the second zone of primarily adult fluffies. The cages were mostly empty and there was only a single fluffy inside.
âHuuu huu fwuffu su wonwi. Nu fwens huuu huuuu. Wy mummah nu wan Mwacks huuu.â The fluffy cried as he sat inside his cage all alone without any other fluffy. The Dandyman approached and the fluffy looked up with a hopeful gaze.
âHuuu huu. Nwice mistah bu nu daddeh fu fwuffy? Pwomess am gwud fwuffy huuuu.â
âWhatâs with this fluffy?â The Dandyman inspected the fluffy, a cream coloured stallion with beige mane and tail, his eyes were a gentle grey.
âMaxâs previous owner moved town for university and her parents didnât want to look after him, so they dropped him off here.â Natalie spoke not looking at the fluffy.
âWell little buddy itâs your lucky day. Iâll be your new daddy. Now be a good fluffy and wait here for me okay.â The Dandyman said as he reached into the cage to gently scratch the fluffies chin.
âHuuu Mwacks hab bwiggest hewt happies. Huu wub nu daddeh.â Max the earthie hugged the hand with joy, he looked sad as the warmth was lost and wanted to go with his new daddy but he was a good fluffy. Good fluffies obeyed their daddehâs and mummahs. He sat down and would wait for his new daddeh to return.
âShow me your problematic fluffies.â THe Dandyman continued walking on Natalie following after. She ran ahead and opened the door to the last zone.
âDummeh Hooman wet smawty out!â
WAN SKETTIS NAO! GIB FWUFFY SKETTIS!"
âDUMMEH WADY, FWUFFY WAN ENFI BABBEH!â
âFWUFFY GIB SOWWY POOPiES!â A torrent of liquid shit splattered onto a glass screen. All the fluffies were kept in cages with glass screens preventing them from blasting the shelter staff with shit.
In total there were four fluffies within this pen. Three were quite ordinary looking earthies, one light blue, another purple and the last green. It was the fourth fluffy that caught the Dandyman, the one who demanded skettis.
The fluffy was an obese pegasus, he had a tri-coloured coat of red, orange and yellow that looked like burning flames. He had a matching mane and tail with vibrant yellow eyes. His wings were a match for his fluff with tri-coloured feathers of red, orange and yellow.
âWell now what brought this guy bye, not everyday you see a tri-coloured fluffy.â The Dandyman gave a low whistle impressed by the colours, by the fluffy merely huffing at him.
âDummeh hooman gib fwuffi Bwaze skettis nao! Or Bwaze gib sowwy hoovsies!â The fluffy demanded as a hoof struck the glass but to no real effect.
âThatâs Blaze, his owner was rather unimaginative with his name. He ran away from home after making one to many demands for a special friend. His owner had plans to breed him but was looking for the right mare. Blaze however got too impatient and ran away. He was scooped up and brought here, however his owner was not too pleased. He had spent a fortune on a breeding mare before Blaze here ran off. Not wanting to make a loss he had Blazeâs brother impregnate the mare in the hopes he carried the tri-coloured gene.â
âWell it turns out Blazeâs brother did so the owner signed over Blaze to us. Heâll probably be sold to a breeding mill.â Natalie recounted the tale of the tri-coloured fluffy who continued to scream abuse at them.
âDummeh wadi Bwaze swad gib sketties nao!â Blaze hollered and screamed as his face puffed up in anger, his stubby wings flapping.
âIâll take all of them. Theyâll be perfect for my rehabilitation program.â The Dandymanâs hard black void moved over the fluffies with a sinister gaze, making them gulp out of pure instinct, fear running through their tiny bodies.
âDoesnât bother me if you adopt a bunch of hell grelmin shit rats.â Natalie remarked with a shrug as she began to help the Dandyman box them up in old shelter carriers.
The four smarties were placed in separate carriers. Lilac was placed in a much larger open box with the twelve babies. The soon mother was placed with Lilac who immediately went to brown fluffy and tended to her. Max was placed in his own carrier. Paying in cash once more the Dandyman handed it over and received the adoption papers for the fluffies.
The Dandyman loaded the four problematic fluffies into the tray and immediately there were problems.
âBABBEH! GIB TU FWUFF NAO! WAN GWUD FWEELS!â The purple fluffy shouted, his eyes bulging as he got rock hard at seeing the two sleeping glitter foals. The Dandyman gave a disgusted sneer and thumped the carrier.
âSCREE!â THe fluffy screeched in fright from the sound.
âQuiet in there.â The Dandyman ordered his voice dripping with venom as he cast command, forcing the fluffy to shut up.
He loaded the other fluffs into the back seat beside the other sleeping fluffies. He bid goodbye to Natalie and drove off, as he did he cast two quick sleep spells knocking the new fluffies out. The spell affected the other fluffies reapplying the effect.
With silence the Dandyman drove away heading back to his homestead.
And done! Chapter 2 of Return to Russel Glen.
I took a little more time with Dandymanâs shopping and purchasing of new fluffies. He has obtained two new mareâs, one heavily pregnant, two new stallions, some rare glitter foals, a horde of chirpies, three poor foals, a nurse mare and some bad fluffies!
Hope you enjoyed, look forward to the impending doom of our smarty fluffies. Leave a comment and let me know what you think or what youâd like to see.
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