Beach was a blue and tan alicorn. Her mummah had taken her to park to play with the other fluffies, who had been taught that she wasn’t a monster.
Beach was playing with her favorite ball when she saw a new fluffy. No. Wait. Her see-places hadn’t looked hard enough, there were LOTS of new fluffies.
Beach’s mummah hadn’t done a good enough job of explaining to her that not all fluffies were good fluffies, so Beach trotted up to them.
“Hewwo! Nyu fwuffies wan be fwiends?”
The lead fluffy (a red and orange unicorn) stamped his hooves.
“DIS AM SMAWTY’S WAND NAO!”
He looked at Beach appreciatively.
“Smawty’s speciew fwiend hab tummeh babbehs, so yu be enfie-mawe untiw can hab speciew huggies wit speciew fwiend again.”
The other fluffies in the herd laughed. The smarty’s special friend was a pegasus so swollen with pregnancy she had to be rolled around by the nurse fluffies. Her blue and yellow unicorn bestest baby was the sole survivor from her previous babies because she gave him all the milk and the others starved to death. He was nearly as round as his mother (except he was just fat) and was carried on the back of one of the nurse mares. The smarty had murdered most of the babies of the nurse mares to ensure the bestest baby could drink milk whenever he wanted.
Beach was afraid. Her mummah had told her not to have special huggies until she was ready and this fluffy was going to force her to have them!
She backed up in fear, her wings fluttering as she did.
The smarty saw Beach’s wings. Then he looked at her horn. Then he looked back at her wings.
A minute later his mind put two and two together. He got five.
“MUNSTAH!”
The rest of the smarty’s herd screamed in terror as well.
“MUNSTAH GUNNA NUM FWUFFIES!!!”
“SCREEEEEEE!!! NU WAN!!!”
“FWUFFY POOPING AWW OBEH! NAO FWUFFY MAKING PEEPEE WATEW AWW OBEH! NAO FWUFFY POOPING AGAIN!!! EBWITING AM POOPIES!”
“FWUFFY SCAWED!!! and awoused. BU MOSTWY SCAWED!!!”
“WUN WAY FWOM MUNTAH!!!”
As one the smarty and his herd turned tail and ran away.
Beach stupidly followed them, caring more about telling them she wasn’t a monster than the fact the smarty was going to hurt her.
…
The invading herd ran as fast as they could. Which really wasn’t that fast. They eventually reached a residential area, where the smarty saw a hiding place.
“QUICK! Hewd gu in cabe, nu munstahs in cabe!”
The herd ran into the cave, the nurse-mares rolling the smarty’s special friend in after them. The toughies ran in last, the fat blue and yellow bestest baby falling off in the commotion.
Unfortunately for him he was too fat to move and none of the other fluffies would have come out if they did hear him.
“HEWP!!! SABE BESTEST BABBEH!”
…
Izzy and Ricky watched.
“So…”
“Yeah?”
“Did an entire herd of fluffies just run into your new pet dragon’s open mouth?”
“Sure looks that way.”
“Can he handle that much shit?”
“He can digest steel and methane’s good for him so he should be fine.”
Izzy walked up and gave his dragon affectionate pats as it leaned into his hands. The screaming herd could be heard inside the dragon’s stomach.
“HEWP! HEWP!!!”
“BEING DIGESTED AM BAD FOW SOON-MUMMAH AN TUMMEH BABBEHS!!!”
“FWUFFY NU WAN BECOME POOPIES!!!”
“FWUFFY DU WAN BECOME POOPIES BU NU WIKE DIS!!!”
“WET SMAWTY OUT NAO!!!”
“IF FWUFFIES GUNNA GO FOWEBAH SWEEPIES DEN TUFFIE GUNNA GIB SMAWTY BAD SPECIEW HUGGIES TIW DEN!!!”
“SCREEE!!! NU AM MAWE!!!”
“TEEHEE, YU AM MAWE NAO!”
“NU!!! WAI NUM SPECIEW WUMPS!!! NU!!! NU PUT NU NU STICK IN POOPIE PWACE!!! SCREEEEEEEEE!!! TU BIG, TU BIG, TU BIG!!!”
“ENF ENF ENF GUD FEEWS!!!”
“SCREEE!!! (gargles)”
Izzy gave Ricky a thumbs up.
“It’s all good!”
…
Beach finally caught up. She saw the bestest baby and ran to help him.
“DUMMEH MAWE!!! GIB BESTEST BABBEH MIWKIES!!!”
A brown earthie fluffy trotted up to Beach. If this story were dubbed he’d be voiced by Giancarlo Esposito.
“Hewwo. Fwuffy am Wanted. Hoo am yu?”
“Fwuffy am Beach. Yu hewp Beach hewp babbeh?”
“Wat babbeh?”
Beach turned around to see that the bestest baby had mysteriously vanished. Standing where he had been was a huge red pegasus who seemed to be having trouble swallowing. Wanted trotted over and rubbed the pegasus’s throat to help whatever he had eaten go down.
“Tanks Wanted.”
“Nu pwobwem? Wai Cwimson nu use teefies?”
“Twying sumting nyu. Wan no if can heaw scweaming fwom tummeh.”
A faint screaming could be heard from Crimson’s stomach. The noise would stop a few hours later.
Crimson noticed Beach and slowly walked until he was on one side of her.
“Hewwo pwetty mawe. Wan see sumting pwetty?”
“Wat?”
Wanted came up on Beach’s other side and he and Crimson started nudging her alone.
“It am just on odew side ob dat waww.”
…
Beatrice ran as fast as she could. Her phone’s tracking app said Beach should be close by.
She saw two men giving a dragon a bath with a hose and ran up to them.
“Did you see a blue and tan alicorn fluffy? Her name’s Beach and I need to find her.”
Ricky looked Beatrice up and down and then quickly turned to Izzy.
“Did you see her?”
“Yeah, she, Crimson, and Wanted went behind that fence over there seconds ago. Why?”
Ricky ran as fast as a man who saw a chance to score with a hot chick who knew she’d never sleep with him if the fluffies belonging to his two best friends tortured, raped, murdered, and ate her pet fluffy. And not necessarily in that order.
…
Beach sat in her safe room and wondered what the loud noises coming from her mummah’s safe room were. The bed was making creaking sounds and she heard grunting and happy moans.
…
Author’s Note: Credit to @BFM101 for Crimson and @FallenAngel007 for the blue and yellow bestest baby currently being digested alive in Crimson’s stomach.
Anyone is free to draw fanart of my stories as long as they get my permission first.
