Rather than train the fluffies or do anything to prepare them for what lies ahead, the gamemakers just set them up to start the game immediately after his speech. The Fluffy Games were a large event, being televised on a free-to-watch channel for abusers and hugboxers alike. (Naturally, the hugboxers objected to this, calling it animal cruelty, but fluffies don’t count as animals. This is no more illegal than a large-scale Beyblade tournament). People bet real money on which fluffy would win, although other people thought it was a dumb idea. The 100 fluffies rose from underground on metal discs as the cameras started rolling and the rules were explained once again.
“There are 100 of you gathered here. Only one of you can survive, meaning you will need to kill each other. There are weapons in the centre of the circle, on the podium. (The podium had a ramp leading up to it, for the ease of the fluffies). The equipment included blades, daggers, armor, and even a small crossbow which could be fired with two hooves. The equipment was all custom built, so it could easily be put on and taken off of a hoof, or on the fluffy’s back, in the case of the armor. “You are not allowed to step off of your discs until I say so. If you do, the land mines will not have been deactivated yet, and you will be blown up.” Who could forget the year when one of the fluffies stepped off early, causing a chain reaction of scared fluffies running for cover and ultimately getting themselves killed, ending the Games before they even began? “The 11th annual Fluffy Games will begin in ten… nine…” One of the slower fluffies, mistaking the countdown as directions to start, hopped off of his platform, and was instantly killed in an explosion of noise and gore. Thankfully, the rest of the fluffies seemed to learn from the mistake of their friend, and decided to wait on their platforms until it was said they could leave. The countdown ended and, with a fanfare of trumpets, Julius announced “Let the Games begin!”