The Hellgremlin Trial: Flufftobuh Day 3+4 - Mask & Courage [By BFM101]

Did I combined Days 3 and 4 because I don’t want to fall too far behind on the schedule or because I’m just lazy?

Yes.

Crimson bounded through the flaming door towards his next challenge. As the door vanished he realised he was trapped, he was stuck on a circular platform made of stone, seemingly floating in the air, a thin mist just visible in the dark void that surrounded it.

Whatever was about to happen, Crimson had to see it through to the end.

Suddenly The Iniquitous appeared, along with another flaming door.

“Cwimson fink he bwave Fwuffy, face many Fwuffies befowe. Bu du Cwimson hab da couwage tu face himsewf.”

And through the doorway, another red Pegasus with orange mane stepped out, Crimson’s exact clone. Except something looked different, this clone didn’t have Crimson’s cruel glint in his eyes, didn’t have his psychotic expression, this clone looked angry.

Maybe even a little bit sad.

“CWIMSON GIB FAMIWY FOWEBA SWEEPIES!” The clone cried out as the door and The Iniquitous vanished. “WEX GUN KIWW CRIMSON!”

Crimson suddenly realised that this wasn’t a Crimson clone, this was Rex, the Fluffy he was before Crimson. The first Fluffy he killed.

“Ah fuk.”

Rex burst into a sprint, quickly closing the distance between the two of them, Crimson grit his teeth and bounded forward as well, meeting Rex near the middle of the arena. Rex raised his hoofs to stomp on Crimson but Crimson got in underneath him, crushing his shoulder into Rex’s ribs.

The two evenly matched Stallions tumbled over each other, Crimson had psychosis on his side, but Rex had desperation, a desperation he was spitting at Crimson.

“Cwimson kiww famiwy, gib wowstesh fowebea sweepies tu Wex’s babbehs, gib wowstesh enfies tu babbeh. Wex hate Cwimson.”

“Wex AM Cwimson dummeh, yu kiww own fukin famiwy.”

“YU WIE!”

Rex charged again, the two stallions raised themselves onto their hindlegs and locked their bodies against each other, pummelling and punching the other as much as they could. Rex got a black eye, Crimson felt his nose break and tasted blood but neither of them let go.

Until Crimson took a dirty move and ducked down to punch Rex in the stomach, knocking the wind out of him and allowing Crimson to kick Rex over to the side. Rex coughed up blood and looked up at the sneering Pegasus.

“Wai du yu weaw dat dummeh Wex mask?”

Rex stood up on his shaky legs and glared at Crimson. “Wai du yu wear dat dummeh Cwimson mask?”

“Dis nu mask dummeh, Cwimson am weaw fukin deaw. Cwimson am who Wex awways was, awways meant tu be. Yu jus nu wan tu heaw it.”

“NU!”

Rex broke out into a run again, only this time Crimson was ready, he side-stepped his charging close and tripped Rex up and onto his back. Crimson stood over Rex and pressed a hoof to his chest, leaning in to slither words against Rex’s ears…

“Wex weawwy nu wememba dat day huh?”

“Wex wememba. Wemamba Cwimson kiww famiwy.”

Crimson shook his head. “Nu, WEX kiww own famiwy, fink it nu his, tuu angwy, tuu fukin dummeh to knyo. Cwimson onwy come coz Wex nu wan admit dat he du dummeh fing, dat he kiww famiwy, dat he fuk own babbeh.”

“NU, dat nu twue, Cwimson wie.”

“If Cwimson wie, den wai am Wex in hewe tuu?”

Rex felt his breathing getting shallower, he’d spent so long hating Crimson for what he did. But Crimson was him, he hated himself, had he been so angry at the wrong part of himself for so long?

Of course Crimson being Crimson, he couldn’t help but gloat.

“If Cwimson did kiww Wex family, den Cwimson wouwd’ve fuked Awwa-sun fiwst.”

Rex felt his rage return, flicking his body upwards he managed to kick on of Crimson’s backlegs, not enough to break it but enough to bend it at a bad angle. Crimson crumpled under the sudden pain, allowing Rex to free himself.

“WEX NU WISTEN TU CWIMSON WIES! YU KIWW SPECIAW-FWIEND, YU KIWW BABBEHS, WEX GIB CWIMSON WOWSTESH HOOFIES!”

And with a righteous fury behind him, Rex began to pummel Crimson with his hoofs, hitting faster and harder than either he or Crimson knew was possible. Crimson felt his body being dragged across the stone floor as Rex’s beatings were pushing him along.

Pushing him closer to the edge.

Thinking quickly, Crimson put a hoof out to stop himself from rolling, the sudden stop made Rex fall over the stationary Crimson, allowing the hell-gremlin to push Rex up and away, sending him tumbling over the edge of the arena, only managing to stop himself by grasping onto the edge with his arms by the slimmest of margins.

Crimson looked down at his troubled enemy and scoffed. “Yu dis-a-poin me Wex. Had sush fukin hopes fow us.”

“Wex nu cawe, Cwimson nu see end of da Twiaws. Yu wiww be stuk hewe, in own pewsonaw Heww foweba.”

“Yeh…”

Crimson slammed his hoofs down on Rex’s arms, the sharp pain cause him to involuntarily release his grip, now only Crimson’s weight was keeping him from falling. Crimson leaned in as Rex felt the sharp rock cutting against his underarms.

“…At weast Cwimson nu be a whiny wittew kunt wike yu.”

Crimson kicked his hoofs up and let Rex slip away into the void, he watched as his doubles bright orange mane slowly grew darker and darker until he could see no more.

Behind him, Crimson heard the crackling fire of The Iniquitous and the flaming exit as they both appeared from the darkness.

“Yu gun teww Cwimson he du dat fing wong tuu?”

“Wan knyo if Cwimson weawn anee-fing fwom dat.”

“Cwimson weawn he stiww betta dan Wex, stiww stwonga, hawda.”

“Hab yu nu sim-path-ee? Yu gib Wex famiwy foweba sweepies…”

“Wex du da himsewf, he tuu fuking dummeh tu accept dat, tu knyo dat. Dat am wai Cwimson betta Fwuffy, coz Cwimson nu cawe who he kiww.”

“Yu nu cawe dat daddeh Joesep twick yu? Wie tu yu?”

“Yu weave daddeh Joesep out-a-dis. He nu bestesh daddeh bu he knyo Cwimson betta dan anee-wun, tweat Cwimson wike an e-quil, nu jus a Fwuffy.”

“Su did Joesep take da Wex mask off Cwimson, ow put da Cwimson mask on Wex?”

“Dewe awe nu masks…” Crimson stomped on through the flaming door, not bothering to look at The Iniquitous.

“…Dewe am onwy Cwimson.”

As he stepped through the flaming doorway, Crimson took one final look towards the edge where Rex fell over. Something in his heart told him that he hadn’t seen the last of Rex.

Then he crossed the threshold and went on to his next challenge.

Interlude

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Peanut Gallery

“Yu knu,” Napoleon thought aloud. “Mos’ fwuffies nee’ yeaws ob ex-pen-sib thewapy fow weawize dat kinda t’ing.”

“No t’ink Iniquitous knu wha’ he in fow.” Hippolyta nodded, reaching for more popcorn. “Pwobabawy t’ink iz main chawactew, not Cwimson.”

“Dummeh,” Napoleon cuddled up to a framed picture of Josef Mongola, black ribbons hanging off the frame… “Wook daddeh! Yu oddah fwuffy doin’ so weww! Eben if poopy meanie!”

The picture cared not.

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9/10, lacks a perfect score since there was no “sword” fight scene.

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“Hey Wex, if Cwimson fuk yu, am dat in-cess ow masta-bay-shun?”

“It weiwd is wha it is.”

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Crimson: “So?”

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“Don’t Knock Masturbation. It’s Sex with Someone I Love.” ~Woody Allen

Hippolyta snickered at the thought. “Wan’ watch dis.”

Napoleon’s eyes went sideways. “Dis huwt Napowean’s thinkie pwace…”

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@fwaffynuteww think we found your next Bwazzaws…

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Stubborn as a mule i see but thats Crimsom for you.

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