<Note : you need to read the entire story “Millie” by Wolfram Sparks, this picks up right at the end of it>
…You pat Monty on the head. “There we go.”
“HUUHUUHUUUHUUHUU… Monee… monee tu wha davddeh astk?”
It takes you a few seconds to figure out what he’s said, then you smile and reply.
“Yes. You did what I asked. You were a good fluffy, Monty.”
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“MUNSTAH! Munstah kiww babbeh!! Miwwie kiww munstah!”
Millie yells at the top of her lungs and plows into Monty headfirst before pummeling him with her hooves. You had turned your attention from her for a moment and she seized it. Frankly you don’t really care now that the execution is over and allow the spectacle to unfold.
“Huuwdees. Stwuh huwdee… Mondee *ack!gurglegurlgehck hckkkkkkkk…gggggckkkk*!”
Millie’s stomping managed to cause Monty to choke, he should have chewed the foal better after-all. You watch him gag and struggle for air indifferently, looks like Millie is finishing him off for you. Goodbye Monty, worthless shitrat.
Monty’s struggling comes to an end, his one bloodshot eye starring blankly at you, Millie rears up and brings her hoofs of vengeance down one last time on his side… *SPLURRRRTTT*
Millie cries out in horror.
Garnet cries out in horror.
You burst into laughter.
Her final stomp dislodged the remains of Snowy from the dead Monty’s throat and shot them out of his mouth into the center of the floor, covered in blood and phlegm, her half-crushed, severed head “looking” directly at Garnet who has backed himself against the wall and is wailing in terror and remorse.
Millie, tears streaming from her eyes seems to be trying to nudge the ruined bits of Snowy together like a macabre puzzle while sobbing “It otay babbeh, it otay babbeh, pwease be otay fow mummah.”
You double over in laughter, you can’t help it, you can barely catch your breath. The fluffies don’t even notice.
Finally you decide it is time to restore order. You kick Millie out of the way and toss Monty’s remains back into his sack. Grabbing the horrified Garnet by the scruff you hold him close to the gooey remains of Snowy’s regurgitated corpse, shaking him to force him to look.
“You got what you wanted when you pushed the button, right Garnet?”
He was still just trembling and huuing, so you give he a more forceful shake and pinch hard where you are holding his scruff.
“RIGHT GARNET?”
The edge in your voice seems to snap him to.
“Huuuu huuu Gawnit nuu mean tuu… EEP!”
You pinch down as hard as you can and he cries at the sharp pain.
“Yes daddeh… Gawnit get whu am wanted daddah… pweese don huwt Gawnit!”
“Good.” You say dropping him into the mess that he quickly backs away from, trembling with tears rolling from his wide eyes."
Millie still stunned from the harder-than-you-realized kick is curled into a ball crying and shuddering.
You grab the plastic shovel you use to clean the litterbox and scoop up Snowy’s remains, gather the sack with Monty’s corpse and leave the horrified fluffies to their saferoom.
You just had an idea, and its time to pay Lump a visit.