Hello! Some time ago I drew a family of fluffies reacting to fireworks and I asked on reddit to choose their fate. Well, here is the first short-comic, the fate of the mummah (1) and her besties babbeh (2) who ran away leaving the other foals.
Enjoy! 
AND THE ROCKET’S RED GLARE… THE BOMBS BURSTING IN AIR… GAVE TRUTH TO THE NIGHT… THAT OUR FLAG WAS STILL THERE…
Hopefully one day accompanied by biotoy screams.
Thats a big fucking fire work gahdamn
You know, if you’re going to blow Up something, do it big.
You know a firework is powerful when it roasts a fluffy after exploding.
I would love to see that as part of quality control at a fireworks factory 
I have a feeling that due to how the people look, that firework was probably homemade witch could explain the power of the blast
The guys even have a souvenir, the horn #1 broke off when running into the trap 
That is the best kind of firework 
And half roasted fluffy to dinner 
God bless America indeed!
I hope somebody shoved a firecracker up that Smarty’s (4) bum and lights it.
