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Chapter 7:The Power of Suggestion
As the sun rose over the Russell Glen farms so did the Dandyman. The tiefling stood on his veranda drinking a freshly brewed cup of coffee as he admired the rising sun, having not long fed Cocoa, Lilac, her babies and the glitter foals. As always he would awake as the sun did, a habit from his adventuring days. Like clockwork the Dandyman would spend eight hours at rest during the night, six of those asleep and two wide awake resting while alert. It had been a habit during his time as an adventurer in his old world. He and his companions would operate in four shifts each last two hours during restful periods. One or more would take a shift together while the others rested until it was time to swap. This ensured that everyone would at least get six hours of sleep and two hours of rest.
Even now being in this new world for two years he had yet to shake the habit. It was deeply ingrained into him and he would automatically rise after sleeping for four hours to take a âwatchâ. During those two hours he would simply learn to play a new song or instrument filling the time by relaxing. Even though he wasnât sleeping he still rested and felt rejuvenated.
Three days had passed since he had allowed the herd to punish the tri-coloured pegasus Blaze. In that time he had yet to punish the blue smarty, allowing him to wallow in despair, the anxiety growing every time the Dandyman visited the shed. Every morning the Dandyman would enter the rehabilitation shed or owies shed, which had become its alternative name. At least thatâs what the herd was calling it. A shed where bad fluffies went to get lots of owies for being bad fluffies. The herd mainly steered clear of it and allowed the Dandyman to do his work freely.
Each morning when he walked into the shed the three smarties, who he had yet to name, would shriek in fear. There was power in names and so he refused to give them names since bad fluffies didnât deserve them. The fluffies would reel back into the cages right to the back crawling amongst their own faeces and urine to get away from him. And every morning he would take the carriers to the sink and wash the fluffies with the hose.
Dandy would turn the hose on to maximum power and assault the fluffies with the pressurised water. The water would clean the carriers thoroughly removing any dirt, grime, faeces or urine. The fluffies would be drowned in the water undergoing a form of waterboarding. As always the fluffies screamed and hollered about the bad wawaâs. The tiefling never listened and always ensured the fluffies safety so as not to drown them. Once hosed down he would grab a hair dryer, he had invested in a high powered one, turn it up and dry them off. They would usually scream about the intense heat on their sensitive skin.
The Dandyman would then repeat the previous torture method upon the purple baby raper singing the same two songs each time. The next day he would torture the green fluffy, by having Water accompany him to the shed, where he would help the earthie deal with the voices growing in his head. Inducing the earthie into a barbaric rage so he would rip, tear and break the smarty apart. Once the torture was over heâd heal the fluffies before looking to the blue fluffy saying âYour next.â
Each time he met with the blue fluffy he would slowly influence him with a suggestion spell. The spell would seep into his subconscious, whispering to him about the terrible things he had down. The fluffy was unable to sleep properly at night, waking up from terrible nightmares, dreaming he had been the fluffies who he had hurt.
Each day the blue smarty would think it was his turn only for the Dandyman to torture one of the other two fluffies. The blue smarty was constantly shaking, he was anxious and had taken to ripping his own fur out from anxiety.
âDADDEH!â As always the Dandyman was drawn from his thoughts by the happy cries of his fluffy herd. Turning to the path leading up to the barns as a horde of fluffies was running towards him. No longer was he greeted by only a handful of fluffies, almost every morning half the herd would come running over after eating.
The gaggle of fluffies began to climb up the steps of the veranda and surround the Dandyman giggling happily as they greeted their father.
âGud bwite times daddeh!â
âHab gud bwite time stowies daddeh?â
âWub Dwandy Daddeh!â
The gaggle of fluffies cried as they began to swarm and hug his legs creating one giant fluffpile. The Dandyman chuckled at their antics and crouched down gently patting each on the head, having put his coffee down on a nearby table.
âGood morning my little ones. I had a very good sleep my fluffies.â The Dandyman spoke softly, his voice full of warmth as he caressed the heads of each fluffy, their tails wagging happily.
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The Dandyman reached down and picked up the white fluff ball leader of the herd lemon. She giggled, flailing her arms as she was lifted up into the air.
âUpsies! Wub!â Lemon said with joy as she wrapped her legs around the Dandymanâs hands and hugged him. The Dandyman lifted the fluffy to eye level and smiled at her.
âAnd how is the herd Lemon?â Asked the Dandyman his coffee long forgotten as he stepped down from the veranda. He held Lemon in his arms, the other fluffies trailing behind happily chatting amongst themselves.
âHewd am gud. Nyu tummeh babbehs com! Hewd biggest heawt happies!â Lemon happily announced the arrival of new babies.
âOh so who had their babies? Was it Molly or was it Creampuff?â Asked the Dandyman as he walked down the path towards the fluffies nest in the primary barn.
âIt am Waspbewwy!â Lemon announced with a big smile as she patted her daddyâs arm, as if consoling him for not guessing right.
âOh Raspberry, I thought she wasnât due for a few more bright times. Is she and the babies alright?â The Dandyman was a little concerned as the other pregnant mare Raspberry wasnât due for at least a few more days.
âBabbehs an mummah happi! Am gud daddeh!â Lemon happily replied, her tails wagging happily as she thought about the new chirpy babbehs.
âThatâs good. Well Iâll have to go see the new mother and her babies.â The Dandyman approached the barn, the doors were wide open and being guarded by a pair of toughies. The toughies waved to their daddeh as he walked through. A number of walkie babbehs were running around blocking with balls, each other or stacking blocks in a corner.
âHuuu huuuu.â A fluffy cried from the litter boxes, Blaze was still being forced to consume the herds faecal matter. His punishment had yet to end, his back legs, wings and balls still gone. The Dandyman had yet to regenerate the fluffies missing appendages, deciding to let him suffer a little longer.
âHuuu huuu pwease Daddeh fwuffy pwomise be gud. Pwese can hab weggies bak fo wun an pway. Huuu huu nee speshuw wumps fu speshue huggies, babbehs an gud feews. Mwiss wingies huuuu.â Blaze cried as he noticed the Dandyman entering. He tried crawling across the litter box only for the alicorn Rose to smack him in the nose as he tried escaping.
âEeeee huwties!â He tumbled back from the impact and landed with a thud. He was slightly thinner after three days of eating nothing but fluffy shit. His once vibrant fluff was caked and mattered, having long turned dirty. His hooves were covered in faecal matter and the heart shapes were no longer visible.
âGood work Rose.â The Dandyman gave the pink haired alicorn a thumbs up. The fluffy wagged her tail happily while her sister Lavender looked at Blaze with a fed up expression.
âDummeh fwuffy twy tu escwape agwun.â Lavender said with a sigh of contempt as she rolled her eyes at the stallion as he sobbed and cried again. âFwuffy am cwy babbeh fwuffy. Wabended su sickies.â
âGuess thatâs another day in the litterbox Blaze. Escape again and thatâs another day. Youâre up to six extra bright times so far.â The Dandyman remarked as he eyed the de-winged pegasus, Blaze simply continued sobbing as he miserably nibbled on a fresh turd dropped in front of him by a couple of walkie foals.
âDummeh nu weawn wessun. Wemon hab da sissies guawd fwuffy.â Lemon said as she shook her head at the fluffy who had yet to properly learn.
âYou and the others have done a good job making sure he is punished. I believe you all deserve an extra night of skettis for such good work.â Announced the Dandyman, the eyes of all the fluffies began to light up.
âWeah sketties! Wub skettis! Dank yuw daddeh!â
Lemon however frowned a little and looked to her daddeh, âDaddeh spwoiw fwuffies. Skettis onwy fo twee bwite times nu fwouw.â Lemon didnât want the herd to get spoiled and start demanding more skettis from daddeh. The fluffies ears lowered as they sulked but didnât argue with Lemon, she was the leader.
The Dandyman however chuckled, âI know, but youâve all been doing a good job and so well behaved. And itâs a celebration sketti, Raspberry had her babies. When the other motherâs have their babies everyone will get skettiâs as well. Itâs a special occasion.â
âHmmmmm otay daddeh.â Lemon thought about it and nodded, she would listen to her daddy.
âWeah!â The other fluffies shouted as they jumped.
The babies were wiggling their leggings, happily dancing and singing. âSkettis! Skettis fu babbeh!â The foals out in the common area were all those who had been weaned off milk and could consume solids.
The Dandyman walked through the barn, the fluffies parting to let him through. The older fluffies would pick up the foals and move them out of his way so they wouldnât get stepped on, not that the Dandyman would. His footsteps were light and made no sound as he seemed to glide across the barn. Arriving at the soon to be mother room the Dandyman put Lemon down and stepped in.
Inside were six mareâs. Two of them were heavily pregnant and one slightly deflated. Accompanying the mares were two nurse mares and the council mare Bright Moon. The old mare was seated by the deflated mother who was feeding her new foals. The mare was on the younger side, her first litter. Sitting by her were five chirpy fluffies, two happily feeding. The chirpies were peeping and chirping loudly.
âThey sound healthy.â The Dandyman knelt down and infront of the new mother inspecting her.
âMummah an babbehs aww heawthy Dwandy Daddeh.â Bright Moon spoke up her voice soft and worn from age, her eyes were tired with heavy wrinkles.
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âMummah wub babbehs, babbehs wub mummah. Dwink aww dah miwkies!â The fluffy mare, a raspberry red pegasus sung. Her eyes were a vibrant orange, her mane and tail were a soft yellow. Her feathers were a mix of orange and blue.
âWook Daddeh Waspbewwy hab pwetti babbehs!â The mare said as she showed off her litter. She picked up one of the foals gently, a pegasus like her but he was orange with red wings. âDis babbeh am wingie babbeh.â
Raspberry gently put the baby down and pointed to a vibrant pink unicorn drinking from her teat, âDis am pointi babbeh. Dis am bwite time babbeh!â She then pointed to a chirpy who was as yellow as the sun.
âDis am eawdie babbeh!â The mare then indicated to an earthie foal of a light purple fluff.
âUn wast dis am happiest babbeh!â The mare indicated to a brown coloured earthie. The mare picked the brown foal up, the foal giggled and gurgled happily in his mothers arms.
âAnd are any your bestest or poopiest babbeh?â Gingerly asked the Dandyman as he watched the mare carefully. The mare sneered and seemed to take offence.
âDat am bwad wowdsies daddeh! Aww babbehs am gud babbehs! Nu bwestest or poopies!â The new mother said with a huff as she cuddled her happiest baby protectively, âSiwwy daddeh babbehs am fu huggies an wub!â
âHow silly of me, thatâs right babies are for huggies and love. Youâre a good mother. Look after all your babies and make sure they get lots of milk okay.â The Dandyman gently ruffled the mareâs mane, getting a giggle from her.
âOtay daddeh! Waspbewwy pwomise be gud mummah tu aww babbehs!â She giggled and returned to her foals singing the mummah song.
âBright Moon help Raspberry with her litter, I believe itâs her first.â The Dandyman addressed the oldest member of the herd who was looking at the babies. The old fluffy was admiring the foals lovingly.
âBwite Moon hewp Raspbewwy.â The old fluffy responded without looking up from the foals as she gently nudged the earthie fluffy closer to their siblings. The Dandyman would leave naming the foals for when they were a little older.
âGood work. Molly, Creampuff work hard my soon mummahs.â The Dandyman addressed the other two swell mares in the room who smiled brightly at him.
âOtay daddeh!â The two mares responded happily as they soon began to sing the mummah song with Raspberry. Unlike Raspberry for whom this was her first litter, Molly and Creampuff were experienced mares with having already given birth two or three times prior.
Getting up the Dandyman left the nursery and pulled out a cigar. He lit the stick up and took a long drag off it before blowing a cloud of smoke out into the air, using a quick prestidigitation to remove the smoke and smell. Lemon trotted up beside the Dandyman looking proud. âDaddeh am happi wid hewd?â
âYes, Lemon, Iâm very happy with the herd. Youâve done well and the herd is growing. Now I know you only allowed three or four mareâs at a time to be pregnant in the past, but things are a little different now.â The Dandyman crouched down next to Lemon as the two looked on and watched the herd run about the barn. Many of the adult fluffies were leaving the barn to start the dayâs work. The second barn was almost cleared and would be finished by the end of day, soon it could be worked on in preparation for more fluffies.
âSo once Molly and Creampuff have had their litter and the foals are big enough to move from the soon to be mother room to the common area, I think itâs time more mareâs were allowed babies. I think six to eight would be a good start.â The Dandyman spoke as he gently stroked the white earthieâs back making her coo with delight. She seemed to think over his words pondering them.
âOtay daddeh. Wemon hewp pwick mawes tu hab speshuw huggies fu babbehs wit dere speshuw fwens!â Lemon nodded her head as she pondered hard about which mares to have babbehs next. The herd loved babies but had always been strict when letting mareâs have tummeh babbehs. Having too many babies at once hadnât been safe in the old nestie, but now they had a new nestie with the Dandyman.
âOnce the area around the second barn is cleared weâll begin clearing the third. When itâs time Iâll be hiring workers to repair the second barn getting it ready to house another herd.â The Dandyman informed the fluffy as continued stroking her soft fluff. Since living with him her fluff has gotten softer thanks to the nutritional kibble and shampooed baths.
No longer living in the wild meant the herd could look after their fluff more. Before they would cover themselves with twigs, dirt and mud to prevent the bright colours of certain fluffies from being spotted. The brighter coloured fluffies would also be regulated to stay at the nest and tend to the foals.
âWemon nu wike udda hoomins.â The smarty commented as she remembered the incident with Water. She still felt guilty over not watching the herd properly which allowed the stallion to explore on his own where he got hurt badly.
âI know Lemon, but humans will be on the property. However I planned to have a new fence installed by the herdâs nest. With the fence up the herd will be confined inside for a few days while the humanâs are at work. Itâll keep you safe.â The Dandyman informed the fluffy as he gently rubbed her head making her coo.
âOtay daddeh, Wemon twust yu.â The fluffy leaned into the pats her tail wagging vigorously. The other fluffies that were still in the barn looked on with slight envy, but they knew Lemon was the herd Smarty and would be the closest with their daddeh.
âEventually there will be too many fluffies for just me to handle. Iâll need help. That means other humans on the property.â Informed the Dandyman, Lemon blinked and looked up unsure how to answer.
âWemonâŚWemon jus am wowwies.â The little smarty said softly as she looked down at the ground contemplating with a frown. It was one thing for the humans to be around for two to three bright times, but not all the time. Especially if they were meanie munstah humans.
âThat there might be someone who will hurt the herd?â Questioned the Dandyman taking a drag of his cigar, that thought had crossed his mind too.
âYes daddeh. Wemon nu wan hewd tu hab huwties eba agwun.â The fluffy responded, her eyes lowered around the sides of her head.
âPerhaps there may be around the issue, but itâll take time and resources.â The Dandyman stroked his chin as he contemplated on what to do. âI have a few options at my disposal. But I assure you Lemon the herd will be protected.â
âWemon beweive daddeh. Wub yu daddeh.â Lemon hugged the Dandymanâs thigh as he gently smiled and gave her a soft poke on the nose.
âGood girl. I better go check on the other fluffies.â The Dandyman slowly stood up and there was still much to do to get the property fully operational. He needed to finish the rehabilitation of the blue smarty and Blaze. The other two the foal eater and foal raper would remain as examples. Cocoa was only days away from having her babies as well, he needed to prepare for that.
Walking past the foals who played happily the Dandyman exited from the barn. As he departed his phone soon began to ring. âWho would be calling this early?â Muttering to himself he pulled the phone out and looked at the caller. Someone who he hadnât spoken to for a few days.
Answering the call the Dandyman raised the device to his ear, âAnd here I thought Iâd scared you off for good.â
âPiss off ya bastard. You canât scare me that easily. Iâve seen some of the worst shit imaginable. Was busy teaching the new goons a lesson in respect after the shit storm with Maetto.â The hardened voice of Antonio echoed over the phone. âSeems a lot of these new aged goons think their right upstarts and refuse to listen to the older grunts. But after a few days of sweating they are shaping up.â
âGood to hear. A little birdie told me the Don tore strips off them.â The Dandyman spoke as he walked down the path to the rehabilitation shed to visit his naughty fluffies.
âYou still got Mamma Bellucci wrapped around those pretty little fingers of yours I see.â Antonio snorted from the other end.
âWhat can I say, Iâm a charmer.â The Dandyman guffed as he chuckled softly.
âYeah yeah, Mamma always said you were a good boy, never could do no wrong in her eyes. But hey your charming disposition is why we all think so highly of you and your unique skill set.â Antonio gave a barking laugh.
âSurely you didnât ring to reminisce about Mamma.â The Dandyman retorted as he came to a stop at the shedâs door.
âWhat canât an old pal reconnect with a friend, Iâm hurt dandy.â Antonio spoke solemnly from the other end his tone seemed sad before he laughed, âAye Dandy you know me all too well. But I did want to reconnect with an old friend.â
âOf course I do friend. Now what can the Dandyman do for thee?â The tiefling leaned against the shed awaiting the response.
âItâs not what you can do for us, but what we can do for you my friend. When I was last down there I had a look at your herd and asked Luca to report to me. Whether youâve gotten around to it or not, you probably should get an expert to check your fluffies health wise. Those bio toys surprisingly are affected by hidden ailments and diseases. Brittle little things they are.â
âIt had been on the back of my mind, but itâs a bit hard to transport them all into town and I havenât called around to see about house visits. Nor have I checked if there are any qualified fluffy technicians in the area.â The Dandyman tossed the finished cigar to the ground and stomped it out before lighting up a second.
âSee thatâs where having friends with connections is pragmatic my horny friend.â Teased the mafioso with mirth in his voice.
âYou know someone?â Questioned the Dandyman with a raised eyebrow.
âOf course, we both do, of course he wasnât always a fluffy technician. Took an interest not long after he left the family. I believe that was six months after you joined.â Antonio responded.
âThe Doctor?â The Dandyman spoke in a slightly raised pitch.
âBingo my friend. Our beloved Doctor decided to branch out and study fluffies in depth going into fluffy medicine and biology. Of course knowing the Doc it didnât take him long to get his degrees in fluffy biology, fluffy studies and fluffy medicine. Heâs a fully qualified technician working out of Blacktown Sydney. Heâs been looking for work, of course the Docâs been offered contracts by the big company names, but he isnât interested in working for those corporate industries. Heâs looking for something more freelance and cushy.â Antonio exploded the details speaking loud and clear.
âAnd? You think heâd be interested in coming down here? Out in rural Australia?â The Dandyman pondered on the idea, a fluffy technician he knew already had a rapport with would be handy.
âThe Doc was always fascinated by you, Dandy. The Don and I suspect he knew something was different about you from day one. He always had that sort of sixth sense. Besides you know the Doc heâs trustworthy. He served the Don and the family loyally for fifty years. And Iâm sure he wouldnât mind the fresh country air. Doc never was one for over crowded cities.â
âContact him on my behalf. If heâs interested thereâs a spare granny flat on the property I can have done up for him.â The Dandyman responded back, he was already thinking of employing others, and who better than someone he knew and could trust. While the Doc may not be employed for physical labour, having him around to ensure the well being of the herd was a must.
âNo problem. On another matter, I got a message from the Don for ya. Seems someoneâs been snooping around where they donât belong.â Antonioâs tone turned serious, making the Dandyman straighten up ,he was on edge.
âSnooping around where?â The Dandyman pressed his eyes narrowing as his tone changed from soft and hearty to razor sharp.
âBeen asking about you Dandy. Donât know who, the little bastardâs avoiding our network. Not sure if itâs a rival family or the triadâs could be the cartels. During the brief year you worked for us Dandy, you hurt a lot of the competition on our behalf. We did our best to hide you but we aint perfect. Word gets out. But weâll do our best to find out who they are and what they want.â The worried tone of Antonio came through the phone, he was worried for the Dandyman.
âThanks for the heads up Antonio, give my regards to the Don. Iâll keep my ears to the ground encase something strange happens in the area.â The Dandyman remarked as his eyes narrowed dangerously, something was off he could feel it. There was a niggling in the back of his head. He wasnât sure what.
âYeah no problems Dandy. Iâll say hi to everyone for you.â
âThanks and before you go I have a request, a favour to ask of the Don. I need some materials, but they arenât cheap. I need a lot of resources for a couple projects Iâm working on.â The Dandyman pressed speaking before Antonio could hang up.
âOh? Send me a list Dandy, the family would be happy to acquire them for you.â The tone of the conversation changed as Antonioâs voice became light hearted once more.
âIâll send them tonight, when youâve collected them forward on the bill and Iâll reimburse the family.â The Dandymanâs tone fell as the playful bite returned once again.
âHey now what are we schmucks? The Don said any favour you made would be considered a personal favour to the Don. Any costs would be covered by the family, you were and still are one of us Dandy, we take care of family you know this. Besides, we owe you more than we could ever repay. Even though you were with us for barely a year, itâs thanks to you weâve expanded and dominated over the other rival families and gangs. And while this line is secure and I would happily reminisce upon our time together, you never know whoâs listening.â Antonio spoke with suspicion in his voice, you didnât get to where he was in the family without being careful.
âGood to hear from you Antonio. Speak again soon.â The Dandyman didnât wait for a response as he hung up and put the phone away. His eyes narrowed once more as he took a long drag from his cigar and blew out a cloud of smoke. The fact that someone was looking into him was worrying. He had only been in this realm for a little over two years. Pushing the thought to the back of his mind he entered the shed.
Light filtered into the immaculately cleaned concrete room from the open door. The walls on the outside may have been wood but the inside was thick concrete to block in the sound. The room once the door was locked would also be sealed in by magic and could only be opened by the Dandyman. The moment the Dandyman opened the three fluffies inside their cages screamed in fright. With a flick of a wrist the Dandyman flipped the light switch illuminating the dark shed.
âHuuu huuuu see pwace buwnies!" They sobbed as they retreated into the backs of their cages. The stench of the cages from the night wafted heavily through the room. The sudden light hurt their eyes as the fluffies had been subjected to long periods of darkness.
âWhat a foul odour. It seems weâll need to rectify that and bathe you all once more.â The Dandyman spoke as he slowly stepped forward, the tapping of his shoes on concrete echoed as he walked loudly. The Dandyman walked without hiding the sound of his footsteps, each step the sound filling the fluffies with dread.
The Dandyman approached the first, the blue smarty who had been awaiting his torment. The fluffy was shivering in fear as he sat within his own faeces and urine. Bags were under his eyes from lack of sleep and fur worn. The fluffy was tired having been tormented for the last forevers, it was hard to tell bright times as their was no light into the shed.
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âHuuu huu pwease jus gib huwties! Huuuu huuuu wy nu gib owies.â The blue fluffy asked as he looked up at the Dandyman his eyes shaking and quivering with fear. He was being driven insane at the waiting, every time the Dandyman came in he promised the hurties but they never came. It drove to the fluffy putting him on edge when they finally would come and he would feel the worstest of pain like the other fluffies. Every time he would have to watch the other fluffies given horrible hurties before being healed and thrown back into their box.
A sweet vicious smile slowly formed on the Dandymanâs features as he loomed over the fluffy, âYou donât dictate to me to give you pain. I dictate when to give pain.â He spoke calmly, each word making the fluffy flinch.
âHuuu huuu fwuffy am sowwy. Nu am smawty nu wan be bad fwuffy huuuu. Onwy wan be gud fwuffy pwomise. Hab bad dawk time piktures scawy huuu huuuâŚâŚâ The blue fluffy cried miserably as he cowered within the cage.
âWell time for atest, do you know why youâre a bad fluffy?â Questioned the Dandyman as he blew smoke over the cage. The fluffy was used to it as the Danydman had been constantly blowing smoke at him.
âHuuu huuu fwuffy huwt udda fwuffies. Be meanie fwuffy. Huuu huuu yeww at nu daddeh, say wan skettis wen nu suppose tu.â The fluffy responded between sobs, tears spilling down his tired face. âHuuu huuu am dummeh fwuffy.â
âWell it seems youâre learning.â The Dandyman said with slight awe as the fluffy seemed to have realised what he had done wrong.
âBut letâs proceed to the next test that a little shall we. What do you think of brown fluffies or poopie fluffies if you will.â Pressed the Dandyman as he waved a hand casting a minor illusion. The form of a happy brown earthie fluffy appeared on the table playing with blocks.
âTell me, should I hurt this poopie fluffy? Heâs only ever been a good fluffy.â The Dandyman pressed again as he took a drag of his cigar blowing smoke out into the air.
âHuuu huuu nu huwt udda fwuffy pwease. Dey am gud fwuffy nu am poopie fwuffy. Gud fwuffy owny fu huggies an wub huuu huuuu.â The blue âsmartyâ begged as tears were falling faster, eyes turning red. The blue fluffy began shouting to the brown fluffy.
âFwuffy wun! Wun way! Huuu huuuu pwease nu huwt gud fwuffy.â The blue fluffy was slowly breaking down into hysterics as he started hyperventilating. He had only seen bad fluffies be brutally tortured. The fluffy may have hurt other fluffies by giving them sorry poopies, not letting them have good nummies or giving sorry hoofsies, but the other two fluffies were truly bad fluffies. They had hurt babbehs, babbehs were for huggies and love. He didnât want to be a bad fluffy like them anymore.
âWell now it doesnât seem that youâre lying to me, little fluffy.â The Dandyman said with a grin as he ignored the sobs of the other two fluffies in their cage. They were at a breaking point and rarely spoke unless it was to plead for him to stop the pain.
âHuuu huuuu nu huwt udda fwuffy?â The blue fluffy questioned softly his eyes looking hopeful as the other fluffy continued to stack blocks giggling happily to themself.
âNow why would I hurt a good fluffy? Do you think I enjoy hurting fluffies?â The Dandyman looked offended as he gripped his chest, with every word he spoke he cast a subtle suggestion spell on the fluffy.
âThat hurts your daddy, gives me heart hurties.â The spell seeped deep into the fluffy affecting the original programming.
âHuuu huuu fwuffy am sowwy daddeh sowwy! Huuuu huuu nu mwean gib daddeh heawt huwties.â The blue fluffy cried as he tried reaching through the bars of his cage. The desire for love and huggies built into his programming was rising strongly to the surface. The programing built into him to give human daddehâs and mummahâs love, to obey and make them happy was kicking into overdrive. The torment he had witnessed and being left to his own devices in the darkness without any love had affected the fluffy.
âFwuffy onwy wun to wub daddeh an be gud fwuffy huuu huuu. Fwuffy sowwy chirp hick.â The fluffy hiccuped as he sobbed, pressing himself dangerously into the bars.
âI love fluffies. I only hurt bad fluffies because theyâve been bad and I know they can be good fluffies. But it hurts your daddy very deeply giving him the worstest heart huties. Do you really want to be a good fluffy for your daddy?â The Dandyman asked as he leaned in closer to the fluffy who was suffering a mental breakdown.
âWes wan be gud fwuffy fu daddeh huuu huuu. No am smawty nu mowe. Smawties am bad huuu huu. Nu wan gib daddeh wowstest heawt huwties!â The fluffy cried as he didnât want to be a smarty ; it had only brought him misery.
âThatâs good but you see not all smarties are bad.â The Dandyman said as he gingerly reached through the bars to stroke the fluffies cheek. The blue fluffied cooed at the touch; it was the only warmth he had received for so many forevers.
âSâŚsmawties nu am aww bad?â Asked the earthie clearly confused.
âYes, some smarties are good fluffies. You were just a bad fluffy who happened to be a smarty.â The Dandyman explained to the fluffy as the earthie continued leaning into his warm touch sobbing softly.
âHuuu huuu den can be gud smawty?â Asked the blue fluffy as he pushed further into the warm hand.
âI donât think you can be a smarty. You tried and look what happened you became a bad fluffy. If you tried to be a smarty once more youâd only turn into a bad fluffy again and you donât want that do you?â The Dandyman spoke softly as he slowly pulled his hand away, casting another suggestion spell. The fluffy panicked as he lost the warmth and love of his daddy.
âHuuu pwease nu wan be bad fwuffy! Nu wan be smawty eba agwen.â The blue said panicking as he hyperventilated again only to calm down as the hand returned gently stroking his fluff.
âGood boy. Then letâs let you out and see how you go with the herd.â The Dandyman pulled his hand away again only for the fluffy to panic.
âENOUGH!â Before the fluffy had a full on attack the Dandyman spoke abruptly, his voice strong and commanding. The fluffy immediately went rigid, tears spilling from his eyes. The Dandyman began to open the cage and pulled the door open. With the door open the blue earthie slowly made his way out his body shaking. A part of him said it was all a lie that he was only going to get hurties but he didnât want to listen to the voice.
Stepping out on shaky legs the fluffy approached the Dandyman. Once he got close enough the Dandyman picked him up by the scruff and walked over to the sink.
âHuuu huu bad upsies.â The fluffy sobbed quietly, âNu wike wawa.â
âEnough of that. You are going to get clean before you meet the herd. Now silence yourself.â The Dandyman ordered the fluffy to shove his hoofs up to his mouth in an attempt to quiet himself. The Dandyman sat the fluffy in the sink and grabbed the hose making the fluffy sob harder. Rolling his eyes the tiefling turned the water on turning the hot water on as well making it warm but not blistering hot, enough to soothe the fluffy. He turned down the pressure to a soft spray and began gently showering the fluffy.
The fluffy shut his eyes expected the same cold pain like always, but was met with warmth. The soft spray was soothing on the fluffies body as he cooed at it. The Dandyman reached into a cupboard above and removed a simple sensitive all in one fluffy soap, shampoo, and conditioner.
âKeep your eyes shut until I tell you otherwise, if not youâll get hurties.â The Dandymanâs words immediately made the fluffy close his eyes, his body shivering. The Dandyman began lathering him up and removing the dirt, grime, urine and faecal matter. He washed into every crevice and sprayed up the fluffies rectum.
âEEEE!!â The fluffy jumped from the feeling, âNu poopie pwace!â
The Dandyman ignored the fluffy and held him down as he washed away all the gunk. The showering continued for a good twenty minutes before the Dandyman was done. Once down the Dandyman clicked his fingers casting prestidigitation drying the fluffy off, he could also have just used the spell to clean the fluffy but decided to shower it instead. The all in one bathing liquid would at least make the fluffy smell better.
With the fluffy dried and cleaned the Dandyman picked him up and held him in his arms, âGood now youâre all clean. You can open your eyes.â
The fluffy slowly opened his and began looking over his clean dry fluff, âHuuu fwuffy smeww pwetti?â He blinked in confusion before looking up at his daddeh, a weary smile slowly forming as eyes grew big, hope and life slowly being restored.
âHuuu dank yu daddeh. Huuu fwuffy wub yu.â The little fluffy said as he tried wrapping his arms around the tieflings chest and nuzzled into him.
âGood for you little one, youâre starting to learn. Remember daddy doesnât like hurting fluffies but will hurt bad fluffies so they can be good fluffies. You have to be a good fluffy if you want daddyâs love.â The Dandyman explained as he slowly departed from the shed, the illusion of the brown fluffy vanishing.,
âNUUU PWEASE NU WEABE FWUFFY! AM GUD FWUFFY!â
âHUUU HUUU NU WIKE DAWKIES! PWOMISE BE GUD FWUFFY!â
The other two fluffies sobbed and cried from their cages as they witnessed the other fluffy being taken away. The Dandyman turned to look at them with a cruel smile, âNow now none of that my little ones. Tsk tsk, such bad fluffies. I think youâll go without kibble today. Youâll have to eat your own waste if you donât want to go hungry.â The Dandyman smiled as he closed the door behind him, the sobbing of the fluffies being cut off as the shed locked itself.
The blue fluffy looked up slowly at the bright sky, tears of joy spilling down his face. âHuuu huuu pwetti swky.â The fluffy sobbed joyfully as he felt the warmth of the sky ball on his clean fluff.
âNow letâs meet the herd little one.â The Dandyman walked back across the property over to the working fluffies as they nibbled at the grass around the second barn. Lemon noticed her daddies arrival and looked to the herd.
âHewd kweep wowkies. Wemon see daddeh.â Lemon then bounded off as the herd nodded and continued working. Bounding over Lemon came to a stop as she saw the crying fluffy.
âDat am fwuffy? Hab heawt huwties?â Asked Lemon as she cocked her head to the right. âFwuffy need huggies?â
âMaybe Lemon. You see, this fluffy was a bad fluffy! A bad smarty who hurt other fluffies.â The Dandyman explained earning a gasp from Lemon.
âGib wowstest huwties to udda fwuffies? Dat am bad fwuffy., Bad smawty!â Lemon said as she stomped a hoof angrily glaring daggers at the other fluffy who squeaked in fright and tried hiding in the Dandymanâs arms.
âOh yes, but you see he wants to be a good fluffy. Daddy has been teaching him how to be a good fluffy in the shed. Heâs no longer a smartyâ The Dandyman indicated over to the rehabilitation shed, Lemon slowly nodded her head.
âBad fwuffy gu to owies shed, get owies, weawn be gud fwuffy.â Lemon muttered to herself, getting a smile from the Dandyman.
âWhy yes he was learning to be a good fluffy. Now its time for him to join the herd. Teach him how to be a good fluffy and what happens to bad fluffies!â The Dandyman slowly lowered the blue fluffy to the ground who shivered and sobbed as he was released. The fluffy looked to Dandyman as if wanted the warmth again but choked back his cries.
âGood boy. Now this is Lemon. She is a good smarty friend to fluffies. She is the leader of my herd. You will obey and listen to what she says understood?â The Dandyman said pointedly as he loomed over the ex smarty who shook fearfully.
âHuuu wes daddeh. Fwuffy wisten to huuu huuu smawty Wemon.â The fluffy spoke in a soften down trodden down, lacking his original fire.
âGood then lets give you a name. I think Iâll call you Cobalt.â The Dandyman decided as he gave the fluffy his own name. The fluffy sniffed looking up at the Dandyman, eyes widening.
âFwuffyâŚfwuffy hab namesies hick? Am Cobawt? Nu sweepie time pikture?â Questioned the fluffy he was unsure and shivering thinking that it was all a dream.
âItâs not a dream you are now Cobalt. But remember this little one. I can give you a name and I can take it away! Bad fluffies do not get names.â The Dandyman spoke each word reverberating deep into the fluffies subconscious as the Dandymanâs magic seeped into the creature being affected by his spell. Suggestion might have only been a 2nd level spell and typically only worked for eight hours, but against fluffies like his other spells had a greater effect. It seemed to affect the creatures on a deeper level from what he had experienced with Cobalt. The effects lingered much longer affecting the psyche of the fluffy perhaps on a longer term, the earthie would need to be watched and studied.
If the suggestion spell has a more permanent effect, perhaps I can advertise my home as a clinic to reprogram hell gremlins or spoiled fluffies. Food for thought.
âHuuu huuu yes daddeh, Cobawt be gud fwuffy pwomise.â The Dandyman reached down and gingerly rubbed the newly dubbed Cobaltâs head making him coo at the touch.
âGood boy, now be good and follow Lemon. Youâll get some tasty grass nummies.â The Dandyman instructed gently nudging the newly dubbed Cobalt towards Lemon. The blue earthie was reluctant at first but shyly made his way over to the mare. He kept his knees bent and head low, not daring to look her in the eyes.
âCobawt fowwow Wemon, hab gwassie nummies fu tummeh huwties.â Lemon instructed as she used a leg to indicate for Cobalt to follow. She walked a little ahead of the fluffy as he slowly walked behind not making a single peep.
Props to poopiest_of_babbeh for the commissioned artwork of the newly named Cobalt in his cage with the shadowed form of the Dandyman looming over him. I just love the absolute misery on his face.
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