A Safe Place To Live

>You are a new smarty friend.
>The last one was kicked out for leading the herd to danger.
>But you are different.
>You will never lead your herd into danger.
>You have trekked through a forest and have come to a clearing.
>A large field lays in front of you.
>You see lots of nummies, grasses and leaves.
>There is even a stream nearby so everyone can drink.
>You run in front of your herd.
>”Dis wand fwuffy wand noa! Smawty bwing herd to wand of nummies!”
>The herd cheers, “Yay! Fwuffy eat nummies!”, “Fwuffy wan pway!”, “Happy huggies!”
>The herd celebrates by playing and hugging.
>They set about eating the fresh grass and low bush leaves.
>A few of the dam push down the grass and make a play area for the foals.
>Every fluffy is happy, you feel proud as a smarty.
>Suddenly the ground shifts.
>”Wha dat?” one of your herd asks.
>The ground suddenly starts to move violently.
>Trees start to shake.
>Fluffies screech in terror as a torrent of shit starts to spray everywhere from scared fluffies.
>Some fluffies run randomly, other fall to the ground covering their heads and cry.
>The foals get trampled by scared fluffies.
>Fluffies are shitting on each other screaming, “Hewp fwuffy!” and  “Whewe munsta!”
>After a few seconds it’s over.
>Some fwuffies start to apologize to the ground, “Fwuffy sowwy, pwease no scawy move…”
>Some of the dams are wailing because their foals are now dead, stomped on by terrified fluffies.
>Others are complaining of “Nu smeww pwetty…” now covered with the shit of their fellow fluffies.
>After the shock wears off the herd turns toward you.
>”It yoo fault! Yoo bwing us to scawy wand!”
>You back up, “Nuu, smawty sowwy! Smawty fin new pwace! Smawty fin saf pwace!”
>The herd ignores you as they rush you.
>They start kicking and biting every inch of your body.
>Every time you try to run away they push you down.
>Some even give you sorry poopies.
>They beat you for what seems forever then leave you lying by yourself.
>Another fluffy stands up, “Fwuffy smawty noa! Smawty fin saf pwace fo herd!”
>The herd cheers and falls behind the new smarty and head off to find a new place to live.
>You are abandoned and walk off alone.
>It is hard to be a smarty in California.
>Fluffies don’t know about earthquakes.