Queequeg was sad
Daddy had left him and the other fluffies at miss Vicky’s farm
Daddy had explained to all of you that it was to keep you all safe and that he would be back to get you as soon as possible.
Odis was under the direct care of Miss Vicky’s most trusted assistant a very nice lady named Zoey
Zoey had just lost her own sensitive fluffy to old age so she would take good care of Odis
The fluffies at the farm were very very nice to Queequeg and his herd
Even though Queequeg was the size of a Doberman he got along mostly fine with the others
Queequeg preferred to stay by sugar bell’s side
Sugar bell’s babies needed to be protected
Queequeg despite his monstrous size was still barley a colt
He had no real idea about special friends
His desire to protect sugar bell and her babies came from his own sweet nature rather than instinct
Life on Vicky’s farm was full of fun
Miss Vicky had given you the responsibility of making sure none of the other fluffies were bullied or mistreated
Just because the farm fluffies were nice to you and your herd
did not mean that they were nice to everyone in their own herds
You split the duty with atlas
Atlas would deal with the bullies while you watched over and played with the fluffies who had been mistreated
One of the fluffs
A pure white alicorn runt
Stayed by your side constantly
She was missing one of her hind legs
The result of a feral smarty trying to kill the domesticated foals and replace them with his own offspring
Miss Vicky gave her the name Galatea
Galatea didn’t care that your eyes were scary or that your teeth were sharp
She simply wanted to be loved
You kept her safe just like daddy kept Odis safe
Because of your size and appearance
Most of the farms bullies didn’t try to go after Galatea
Most but not all
Flapjack was a Toughy mare who hated that Galatea received affection of any kind,from anyone
Not even atlas or Cindy could keep her under control
She tried to hurt Galatea at every opportunity .
It started with simple things like trying to trip Galatea or calling her a monster .
Every time something like this happened Queequeg would simply remove Galatea from the situation
as he didn’t desire confrontation. But even Queequeg has limits
and flapjack was very close to exceeding those limits
Things finally reached the boiling boiling point when flapjack tried giving Galatea “sorry hoofies”
Queequeg pounces on flapjack
“Queequeg twy Be nice tu fwapjack but fwapjack nu be nice tu Gawatea!”
“Dummy munsta mawe nu get namesie an Huggies onwy get foweva sweepies!”
Queequeg snarls at the pinned flapjack
“SCREEE! Pweas nu huwt fwapjack! Am onwy wittwe fwuf…”
Queequeg Puts one of his front hooves over flapjack’s mouth and stares directly into her eyes
his ringed pupils dilate as he speaks in a calm and cold tone
“Queequeg wet flapjack go
DIS TIME.”
“But Dis is fwapjack WAHST wawning.”
Queequeg gets off of flapjack.
Then takes Galatea over to sugar bell and the babies
Flapjack gets up and angrily glances in Galatea’s direction
Suddenly a large shadow looms over flapjack
“Don’t even think about it you little shit!”
Standing above flapjack was stout muscular women in her early 20s wearing jeans ,steel toe boots , a flannel shirt and a wide brim bucket hat
This was Lorna the woman in charge of dealing with “difficult” fluffies
And flapjack was more afraid of her than she was of Queequeg