>Sometime in the 1900’s
>Late morning. A bunch of kids sitting in a park bored
>Suddenly a herd of fluffies appears, playing with each other happily and grazing on the grass
>One kid turns to another
>“Hey, there’s a bunch of fluffies living in this park.”
>“Let’s play Cowboys and Indians!”
>Many hours later, in a dingy blighted area on the other side of town.
>“Fwuffies nu wike Huu Huu Twail! Hoofsies huwties, wawk make booboo juice,” an exhausted fluffy pleads, “Pwease wet go. Wan go back to nice meadow!”
>One of the kids pumps up a bb gun and shoots him dead
>Meanwhile
>“Whewe babbeh!?” a panicking mare cries, “Mummah wose babbeh! Pwease wet back to fin babbeh!”
>One of the other kids kicks her roughly in the rear
>“Keep moving shitrat”
>“Actually” says another kid, “It’s getting late, we should probably start heading home”
>“Yay! fwuffies gu home!”
>“Not you! This is your home now!”
>As the kids walk off, the few fluffies who survived the trail survey the colorless grassless landscape, and cry