It was a normal day, Damon had been watching the 2015 version of Macbeth for free on YouTube. He had read the play version that his local library had, when there was a small knock on the door.
Damon paused the movie, confused, it was the middle of the day on a thursday, who the hell would be knocking at his apartment door? Sighing, he went to answer it anyway.
Once he opened the door he was immediately badgered by a fluffy, “Pwease hewp herd nice mishta, ebein’ hab tummie owies.” The leader of the herd begged, Damon looked down.
The leader was a stallion, and had a sizable herd. Three toughies, a couple normal fluffies and some mares. All in all, the herd was composed of about 10 fluffies, not counting foals.
Usually Damon would just shut the door in the fluffies face, but he realized this herd was just big enough to undergo an experiment.
He smiled and picked up the leader of the herd, “Oh but of course I’ll help your herd. But first, I need to give you a name.”
“Fwuffy get new namsies? SU EXICTED! BIGGEST HWEART HAPPIES!” The fluffy cheered.
“That’s right.” Damon said, “Your new name will be, Duncan.” He said before placing him down. He picked up one of the toughies, “I’m going to call you Banquo.” He said, and named the remaining two Macbeth and Macduff.
“Do Macbeff Speshuw fwend get namises?” The fluffy named Macbeth asked, Damon looked at his special friend, a pregnant mare with a deep indigo for her coloring. “Her name is Lady Macbeth.” He stated, looking down at the fluffy. 'Hm… her being pregnant ruins things a little… Nothing foal be gone can’t fix." He thought, before picking up the fluffies.
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He had set all the fufflies up in his spare bedroom, he had learned that the leader had a special friend and a baby. Which made everything tie-in nicely, he was keeping them in a large dog pen he had for rabbits.
He didn’t have rabbits anymore, but the fluffies took to it quite well.
Damon turned his attention to the fluffy on the table, happily eating some kibble laced with foal-be-gone. He knew now, all that was needed was to convince both the current “Thane of Cawdor” who he just called Cawdor, and Macdonwald to rebel against Duncan.
‘I’ll let them have their peace for tonight.’ Damon thought, as he picked up the fluffy he had named ‘Lady Macbeth’ and placed her back in the fluffy pen.
Once he shut the door, he grabbed a notebook and wrote on the first page, “Macbeth experiment day 1.”