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- >You are a cute, little, precious Corgi who even the cruelest people alive would adore.
- >Your name is Chip.
- >You live on a nice farm where's there plenty of running space, other animals, and you're caring owner, a young, 6'5" southern belle and her family.
- >You really like your owner.
- >She occasionally brings you on trips to the elementary school she teaches at, and you get to play with all the children.
- >You really like children.
- >They're so fun to play with.
- >One day, your owner and her family leave on a short trip.
- >Before she leaves, however, your owner tells you to make sure all the animals on the barn stay safe.
- >She also tells you to make sure nothing bad happens to the pumpkins she's growing.
- >She uses the pumpkins to bake pumpkin pie.
- >Everyone is happy when they eat your owner's pumpkin pie.
- >You really like it when everyone is happy.
- >You give your owner an affirmative bark.
- >She and her family leaves.
- >You begin going on a routine of making sure all the animals are doing well.
- >You go check on the pigs, and bark a hello to your friend, The Pig Boss.
- >After talking to the The Pig Boss, you go check on the other animals.
- >They're all doing good.
- >Finally, you go running through the fields, to make sure all the crops are doing good.
- >Everything is in check so far.
- >When you get to the edge of the field, however, you hear and smell something.
- >Something very familiar to you...
- >Fluffy ponies.
- >You like fluffy ponies.
- >They're used in herding competitions, which you always receive first in.
- >No fluffy has ever died on you while you're herding them.
- >You like herding competitions, winning, and keeping your herds alive.
- >But this trace of fluffy ponies you're detecting...
- >It's different somehow.
- >You lay down where you are, and wait until you get a better trace of the fluffy ponies.
- >You also begin thinking of ways to herd them.
- >And also where to herd them to.
- >Suddenly, you get a better sense of the fluffy ponies.
- >They're a mile in front of you...
- >And there's a large number of them.
- >Herding them is going to be a challenge.
- >You like challenges.
- >As they get closer, you begin to hear the fluffy ponies talking.
- >"Smawty fwiend, what we do aftew foodies?"
- >"We stawt a fiwe and leave. Buwn down evewything own by two-leggies!"
- >"When we get mowe mawes, smawty fwiend?"
- >"Aftew we buwn evewything and eat."
- >"What we do if scawy munstas?"
- >"We giw them owies."
- >...These fluffy ponies sound different.
- >They continue talking until finally, they come within your view.
- >...They're 2' tall fluffy ponies.
- >You're 1' tall.
- >Doesn't matter.
- >You run out towards them
- >As you get closer, the fluffy ponies begin to talk about you.
- >"Wook! Dowwie!" "Scawy munsta!" "Smawtie fwiend, giw munsta owies!"
- >Just as you're a couple of yards away from the fluffy ponies, a 4' stallion pegasus fluffy ponies glides to the front of the fluffy ponies and begins talking.
- >"Fwuffies, smawtie fwiend will give tiny munsta owies! Then we eat and gwow stwongew tiww we stwongest!"
- >The tall fluffy pony then begins moving towards you.
- >You happily wag your butt.
- >When the tall fluffy pony is finally right next you, it raises a hoof and smacks you.
- >Or at least it tries to smack you
- >It feels more like your being pat.
- >Oh well.
- >You need to herd these fluffy ponies off somewhere.
- >They've threatened your owner's barn, after all.
- >And that's just unforgivable.
- >You leap towards the tall fluffy pony's wings, and bite one of them.
- >The tall fluffy pony begins crying "owies! owies! Smawty fwiend's wing owies!"
- >The other fluffy ponies begin shouting "Tiny munsta giw smawty fwiend owies! Giw smawty fwiend huggies than giw tiny munsta owies!"
- >FUN TIME~!
- >With the tall fluffy pony's wing still clenched in your mouth, you begin to run, dragging the tall fluffy pony with you.
- >Despite being much taller than the average fluffy pony, the tall fluffy pony doesn't weigh much more than an average one.
- >In fact, you're still much faster than the other fluffy ponies, who are now falling you.
- >You feel happy knowing your herding technique is working.
- >Now it's all a matter of time...
- >An hour later, you have arrived at your targeted destination.
- >And all of the fluffy ponies have arrived with you.
- >You are at the local office of Fluffy Pony Control, an organization and agency dedicated to the handling of fluffy ponies.
- >Letting go of the tall fluffy pony's wing, you give a bark.
- >As the other fluffy ponies swarm the tall fluffy pony to give him hugs, a man who could pass as a clone of Clint Eastwood walks out of of the office.
- >"Good to see you again Chip," the man says as he looks around. "It's also good to see these fluffy ponies brought in. We've been getting numerous reports about a large tribe of fluffy ponies going around and devastating farms. Seems they have a large hatred of humans..."
- >"Anyways..." the man continues, "there's a large bounty on these fluffies, so I'll be sure to call your owner to let her know she can come collect your reward money."
- >"But for now, how 'bout I give you a doggy treat and then a ride back home?" The man opens the door to the office and you walk in.
- >As you enjoy the delicious bacon strips given to you, the tribe of fluffy ponies is being ported off to a location where they will be judged on whether or not they're adoptable.
- >All in all, quite an adventure for Chip, the number one fluffy herder in the world.
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