(Hey yall here is another chapter of the tale of Atlas and the Harwell Homestead! Hope yall enjoy as always and feel free to gove suggestions and improvements that I could do in the comments!)
–Steven’s Pov–
After discovering a hole inside the saferoom I rushed off to grab my rc camera car to be able to search the dark hole. When suddenly i got a text from Atlas saying w had visitors. After grabbing the rc car I headed back to find Atlas outside of the room with a scowl on his face.
“Well I found out who caused bitch mare syndrome in Nursie.” He said confidently which confused me but after showing me his phone which was connected to the cameras, i saw a huge herd of fluffies in the center of the room.
“I wanna herd them downstairs so we can search the hole for more can you get lime and his toughies?” He asked me gently as he went to the garage after getting out a series of gates to keep the fluffies in the living room safe.
“Yeah I can get him but why the basement?” I said to Atlas as he began to set up the fencing after letting Guardian out who seemed angry but willing to do it.
Afterward I headed out to the herd to grab Lime and his toughies to herd the fucks who invaded the house.
“LIME! Front and center we need you and your toughies by the gate NOW!” I said trying to imitate how Atlas did it.
A minute later him and his 4 toughies sauntered out to where I was standing looking confused.
“What am goin’ on mistah steben, why do ‘ou nee’ wime an’ hewds toughies” he said sounding confused.
“We had a group of ferals break into our saferoom and we need you guys to escort them down into our basment” I said back to Lime.
“What am in it fo’ wime an’ dah hewd?” He said curiously.
“We could possibly give the herd sketties for 1 meal, some more toys, and we might let you pick a mare or two from the herd once we’ve sorted through them to weed out the bad ones.” I said back to him
“Wime nu wants dummeh mawes, onwy sketties an’ toysies fo’ hewd” he said sounding serious.
“Understood now keep in mind if do a good job we might give you more than just 1 meal of sketties or other rewards alright so dont fuck this up Atlas is pissed off as it is already ok? Make him happy and he’ll reward you well” I said sternly to Lime who nodded with a serious look on his face before he turned to his toughies to fill them in on whats happening. Afterwards I opened the gate to let them out as they marched towards the house looking serious and mad someone was encroaching on THEIR terf and messing with the man who cares for and feed them. THEIR food is being messed with and Lime wasn’t going to take it laying down… As I opened the door and guided them into the hall I led them into the living room where Lime and Guardian stared each other down.
“Be nice you two I don’t want fighting amongst eachother just get them down the stairs into the basement, be careful on the stairs and most importantly only kill if I say so, you can be physical with the invaders just not to much ok?” Atlas said to the fluffies who all seemed ok with it.
“And as its probably been mentioned but if all goes well you all will be rewarded handsomely for this work.” So if everything is fine I’ll open the door and let you guys in got it and I only want head nods and short words ok boys its getting late and I still gotta clean the safe room so lets go to it!" Atlas said hyping up the stallions as he opens the door to let them in.
What ensude was both the most chaotic yet orderly event I have ever seen, there was yelling and screes and thundering of tons of hoofs as things went semi snoothly with the herding to the basement into a pen area thst atlas had set up.
Afterwards we closed up the basement and sent Lime and Guardian into the hole to fetch out anymore and low and behold the tunnel went on for ages. They only came back 15 - 20 minutes later with an entire other herd or what we thought was one when in reality we had found the herd at the pond in the forest. The ones that had been tormenting Bill by sending small scout groups for food. Atlas seemed smugger than ever before as he looked down at the Stallions with a prideful look in his eyes.
The herd that had eluded us for ages was actual mainly living underground which is kind of ironic.
“hat’s my boys!” He said cheerfully as the stallion team worked together to get them into the basement as well.
Afterward I was tasked with taking back Lime and his smarties and cooking them a feast of sketties for the amazing victory we had today while Atlas cleaned up the shit, blood, piss, and fluff off the floors, stairs, and fixed the saferooms hole and flooring…
–Atlas’s Pov–
Today had been a great day! I’d finally got those fucks Bill was having issues, my fluffies proved their usefulness, I also learn Guardian is about double the size of the feral shitbags which is great as I might give him a new stallion to raise but we shall see. From my count we had a collection of about 45ish fluffies give or take. Luckily my basement is big enough to hold even more as I was going to slowly thin their numbers with tests as while smaller they seem more resistant to things. Besides maybe a fluffy fight pit might be fun entertainment. Honestly while Steven is worried that I might be enjoying myself a bitttt to much with the herds capture but honestly why would I? They’ve caused me and Bill so many issues with their scout groups they sent out. Its a miracle we even found them thanks to their idiotic scout team. Guardian seemed to be happy as well I saw him bully and beat down a few of the fucks who dared to challenge him. Honestly I might let him fight them fot sketties sometime. Either way though we are lucky we have Bill’s massive food supply of animal feed or maintaining a herd of that size might be rough either way victory was mine today and I was going to savor every single second of it~. After I got everything cleaned I came downstairs with Guardian to gaze at my captives as they crowded by the fence beginning to be released.
All sorts of colors of fluff but I was looking for one in particular. When I felt a tug on my pant let where Guardian was pointing out a shiny mare with forest green fur and a dull green mane.
“Bingo there she is thank you buddy your the best!” I said giving him a hug before I reached down to grab her while she tried to run but was unable to by being surrounded by other fluffies.
“Well hi there babydoll you much be Lime’s mate, your name is Avocado right?” I said gently to the mare in my grip.
With a nod she said “fwuffies namsies am Abocado…” she said shyly.
"Well good~ I bet your mate will be happy to see you I said as I walked out of the room with Guardian leaving the basement pictch black.
“What are you doing with her?” Steven asked as I was heading outside.
“This is Limes old made and a sparkle fluff so why not let nature take its course you know.” I said with a laugh as Steven shrugged.
As I took her across the yard she started letting scaredy poopies and screaming
“Screeeeee nu huwt soon mummah, Screee” she said as she shat all along the yard as I aim her away from me.
“Relax I’m moving you to a better herd as long as your a good fluffy ok?” I said as I was met by Lime as the fence who seemed excited to see her.
“Speshuw fwend?!” He said excitedly but as I set her inside the pen after he sniffed her his face soured and he looked to me and said.
“Speshuw fwend am soon mummah, am dummeh smawties babbehs…” he said disheartening.
“Lime wan’ to get wid of mates tummeh babbehs” he said to me making me smirk.
“She’s your special friend bud go for it I’ll allow you to break the rules once just let me open the gate for you two so the others don’t see” i said making him grin sadistically. The smarty who once exiled him from the herd will now lose his unborn kids and his most special friend of all. In Lime’s mind I can tell he feels like hes won as I open the gate allowing the terrified mare to run foolishly out of the pen as Lime gleefully ran after her, being so much stronger and faster he caught up to her ease. He pinned her on her back as he began to smack on her stomach as she cried and begged him to stop.
“Ou’ am dummeh mawe fo’ habin’ babbehs wiff othah smawty, wime am bettah speshuw fwend, am bettah smawty, am stwongew, am smawtew, am fastew, ‘ou new name am diwt, fo’ weabin’ wime behind fo’ hewd, an’ 'ou wiww nebah weabe ebew!” he said as he monologed to the poor defenseless mare. While I typically hate egotistical fluffies he only compares himself to other fluffies not humans , meaning he knew he was under me which made ne laugh a little as the mare begged her babies to stay in her “tummy” as he continued to roughly push on her chest until she eventually had a miscarriage making her break into tears are her poor early babies fell lifesslly onto the grass. After he was finished doing that he mounted her there and then determined to have more kids than ever, but as she fought back he showed me how ruthless he could be as she tried to use her legs to kick him off he applied pressure to one of them and either completely shattered her knee or badly broke her leg either way it was impressive for a fluffy to do so quickly and precisely.
As she continued to cry he told whispered something into her ear and then walked over to me.
“Wime nu gib huwties to speshuw fwend if dummeh smawty go foweba sweepies” he said with a smile.
"Well it will be a bit before I do that just know he’s going to suffer for a very long time bud I might even let you watch sometime but for now I need to relax and maybe give the herd a tiny bit more space in the basement I said before escorting him and his new lady friend who he named to Dirt for leaving him for dead.
After I went into the basement to add onto the pe to add room for a food tray and literboxes and then I shouted at the herd saying “yall better share the food or I’ll take some of you out of the herd and give you forever sleepies, greedy fluffies die painfully, and if any of you shit outside the literbox you best clean it up or when I see it I will give forever sleepies. If you be a good fluffy and follow my rules I may let you live.” I said with a laugh as I kept inspecting the herd visually until my smile faded as I say a fat red and blue toughie take a fat steamy shit onto a poor brown foal and its mother who looked badly beaten and missing a leg.
“YOU FAT PEICE OF SHIT!” i yelled as I stomped over towards the fat bastard who stood his ground with his cheeks puffed out.
“Dummeh hooman, dis am hewds wand, toughie make gud poopies whewe tough wan’!” He said snuggly before I grabbed him by rhe struff and smashed his face into the shit pile that the poor brown foal as crawled out of hearing the crunch of his teeth as they shattered on the concrete was incredibly satisfying, seeing the blood drip from his mouth as I forced him to choke down the vile shit he produced as he cried and huhuhu’d. Watching the other fluffys faces grow more terrified by the second made me laugh more and more. I didn’t care about this fucks one bit, the good ones who deserved redemption would be shown to me by the bad one and by now I believe I have found one but I wanted to make extra sure, if she was a tough enough cookie even if she lost more limbs I’m sure the toughies limbs would suffice for replacements after all so why not let her tough outm one more night as a test. After throwing the toughie against the pen wall and screaming at him to lick up the blood and laughing as he scrambled whining about its taste as the teeth fragments cut and eviscerated his poor eeak fluffy tongue and gums.
After that I was satisfied with that display of power so I went into the kitchen to find Steven cooking in a cute little apron.
“Well hey cutie what are you making?” I say excitedly.
“Shrimp fried rice!” He said back with a smile.
“Wel l I knew you were small but not that small shrimp!” I boldy say as I start busting out laughing as Stevens face goes into a deep blush.
“Shut up I-im not that short you dummy~!” He says with a frown as I chuckled at him before I came up behind him and gave him a hug.
"I’m happy things went well today, sorting those fucks out will suck ass but hey atleast a fluffy ignoring a order actually helped for once.
“Yeah I am too, we have the room room back and safe again, we could taken in one or two fluffies if they are good enough.” He said cheerfully.
“That is if they live long enough to endure those savages that are with them.” I said with a shrug.
“Well the bad ones aren’t just good fertilizer they can be user for parts you know, I still feel bad for little Orange Peel who has only 3 legs. Say Atlas how did that ever happen?” He said curiously as he continued to cook.
“Well Bluebell had a foal emphasis on had” I said back to Steven.
“Oh ok you wouldn’t if I um borrowed a fluffy or two for some expirementing?” He said slowly to me unsure of my answer.
“Yeah just leave the toughies and the smarties, and the brown mother and foal that are near the shit pile i have plans for all of them besides that go nuts we have like 40 or 50 of the bastards” I said with a laugh
“Well ive done transplants on micros so it shouldn’t be to difficult right?” He said back to me.
I smiled back and said “Yeah shouldn’t be to hard for Steven the super genius” I said encouragely to him as I then sat down to let him focus on cooking
Honestly though after thinking for a bit. Came to the conclusion that I wanted or needed to weed out the fucks who sre shitting outside the literboxes that I provided. So maybe I began to think to myself of creative ways to both end thise entitled fucks and also how to manage that damn large herd. After a bit of pondering Steven snapped me out of my deep thinking.
“Hey have you ever wondered how long Bill can live on his own? He is in his eighties now” he said as he served up our meal.
“Well I do check up on him every two or three days but yeah I honestly am worried about him as these fuckers get aggressive, they even have become a lot less fluffy and a lot more animalistic, I mean the smarty and the toughies of that group we just captured had a lot sharper teeth than normal fluffies.” I said to him with a sigh.
“How do you know that?” He said with a small laugh.
“Oh I knocked the teeth out of one ofnthe toughies as he was a dick to the brown mare and her foal.” I said taking a bite of my dinner.
“Why didn’t you take them from the pen?” He said with a tone of disbelief.
“Well I wanna make sure they are actually good and also having them still around will bring out the worst of the herd letting me sort more than just those two out.” I said explaining my idea to Steven who seemed to dislike the idea.
“What if they die or worse?” Steven said to me with a doubtful tone.
“Well we can save every fluffy we see Steven we already have 6 fluffies in the saferoom, roughly 20 fluffies outside in the pen and now 30 - 40 fluffies in the basement. How are we going to feed them all if we take them all in.” We have to have standards, not every adorable, semi kind little ball of fluff that we come across man, I know you have a much kinder heart than me man but we need to be real here. The smarty had killed off all the sparkle fluffs in the herd when he took over. The last time Lime had seen his old herd it was over half or more than and honestly thinking about it more is breeding fluffies a good idea at all anymore a lot of the issues with fluffies where caused by escaped house pets." I said to Steven who seemed to give me puppy eyes.
“Oh come on Steven! Do you really want the all brown mare and his kid?” I said.
“Well I mean you have like all other fluffies… I mean I hsve clover but he sees you as his owner more, but you have Lime, Berry, Guardian, Orange Peel, Angel, and many more.” He said while continuing to give me puppy eyes.
“Well like I did bring in Angel, Gaurdian, and Orange Peel before you moved in but Lime was necessary for to control the others but honestly I don’t know many of the herd fluffies as I feel getting attacted to them isn’t smart.” I said back with a sigh as I continued to be stared down with those begging puppy eyes.
He pipped up to say “Well I kinda wanna experiment on a mare some too, all sorts of body parts could be transplanted or you know we could just make use of what we have.”
After a bit of thinking I eventually conceded to Steven’s begging.
“Ok fine we can go fetch them but I cannot promise if that they are still alive.” I said soft sigh.
“Well if they have died thats fine but I want to pick out one or two more of them then” he said countering my offer with a smile.
“Fine but we then also will put Nursie in with the herd” I said countered back his counter offer.
After a minute of Steven thinking he then says “Fine but I want half of the mare’s foals in the garage for experiments”
I shrug and gave a nod "Yeah that works I honestly had no plans for them besides maybe just putting them down at somepoint.
“Well ok I’ll just take care of them then.” Steven said as he finished his food with a smile.
He seemed rather excited to get new fluffies of his own. After we cleaned up we headed downstairs together to see if the foal and its mother was alive. As we headed into the basement and turned the light on it sent the herd into a panic causing tons of screeing and “sab bestes’ mummah!” or sab bestes’ babbeh!". Honestly the more I had contact with shit herds the more I hated those fluffy fucks. While sure I did love the fluffies in my saferoom but it’s because they behave well, poop inside the litterbox, don’t rape or kill their own kids, etc. We walked our way to the ever growing pile of poop left by the smarty and his few remaining toughies which kind of pissed me off but id address it later. Barely sticking out was the mare who seemed not dead yet but still close to it with no foal in sight. It smelled awful because of that shit pile and it slowly was now taking over the herds living space which was kind of ironic as most if not all the rest of the herd seemed to use the literboxes provided since it auto disposed of the poop. After putting on a set of gloves I prepared to grab the poor mare but before I could I saw the same toothless peice of shit emerge from behind the pile. “Dummeh enfie mawe~!” He said tauntingly before he took a shit on her face.
“Oh… maybe I could pick another since shes hard to get to…” Steven said sounding a bit mad but discouraged.
“Oh no you want the brown mare I’ll you get that fucking brown mare but first that toothless fuckwit is gonna get it” I say as I grabbed a small kennel then fearly hopped into the herds pen to reach down and grab the tubby fuck who saw me coming but couldnt run from me due to the lack of space. After locking the kennel and carelessly letting it fall outside the pen causing him to scream and cry as he pointlessly tried to escape his confinement. I then reached down and gently extracted the mare from the literal mound of shit, as I pulled her out she seemed to not even notice I was there or that she was moving she looked broken and hurt. After fully removing her I hopped out of the pen and after giving her a quick rinse I handed her to Steven.
“Well she’s alive but she seemed mentally gone” Steven said as he curiously examined the mare.
“I think she will work but I might need to get more.” He said sounding uncertain.
"Hey that’s ok man dont be afraid to take to many besides why not watch the show a bit first I said grabbing the kennel with the screaming orange toughie in it.
“What are you gonna do with him?” Steven asked with a giggle.
“Oh well first I’m gonna let him try to run from me” I said grinning deviously.
“Oh do you need me to hold open the basement door?” He asked.
“Oh no I said run not escape~ he will die in this basement.” I said confidently as I opened the kennel and let the fuck fall to the floor with a satisfying thud.
“Screeee go ‘way nu gib owwies tu bestes’ toughie” the pathetic fuck screamed as he fell onto the floor with thud.
“Haha you fucking wish shit rat but honestly I think we’ll keep you for something special~ Hey Steven could this we take an eye and a arm from this fucker for our good fluffies that actually deserves them~” I say grinning at the quivering fluffy in front of me as he tried to run away in any direction he could. Try as he might he was never going to escape, he was in my land now, his personal hellscape for the shit ass bastards who think they can take what they want and harm anyone they please. After Steven had stood their thinking a bit he nodded and said “Nah I don’t think he’s a good fit I think we should squash him instead~”…
(Hey all sorry its been a bit Ive been pretty busy with life and honestly I’ve found that Ive semi ran out of ideas that are actually original and such but I will keep going with the serious I might just put this one on hold and maybe explore either the backstory of Bill and how he came into the picture or a new character ill decide when I do it. Anyways thanks for the support and comments! Lucifer out!)
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