Deadmeat Chronicles: Food Party

>You are a maroon unicorn fluffy with a light green mane.
>You are in charge of a large area and you have gathered quite a few fluffies in your herd.
>All look toward you for leadership.
>Today you checked your food stores.
>You have set aside three bushes to hide the herd’s nummies in.
>You have found out that if you bring in lots of nummies you have more time for hugs and play.
>But your food piles only last about three days before you have to go get more.
>Today you have to gather food.
>You have gathered 10 fluffies for food duty, all large strong fluffies.
>You set out, your first stop is an area the two legged monsters have cut.
>There are large clumps of grass lying about.
>You direct the efforts, some bite up large portions while others roll clumps.
>In a few hours you manage a pile of clippings about five times your size.
>You realized that your food detail looks smaller.
>You back trace to the field and see two fluffies choked on the grass they were carrying.
>Some of your herd tries to hug them back to health.
>You force them away because you must push on.
>You are sad at the loss but you remind yourself that every fluffy dies.
>You walk the sidewalk path looking for trashcans.
>You pass a playground with small two legged monsters giggling and playing.
>Two of your food fluffies run off to the playground even though you yell at them to come back.
>You try and chase them but they get too close and you won’t go near the two legged monsters.
>The children on the merry go round are pushing it as fast as it can go.
>Others on swings and going down slides.
>One of the fluffies runs up to the merry go round, “Fwuffy wan on! Fwuffy wan pway!”
>The merry go round is low to the ground and spinning fast with a few boys kicking the ground.
>The fluffy gets close and jumps trying to get on.
>He contacts the side and gets knocked to the ground.
>He sits up with boo boo juice flowing from his nose.
>”Wahhh! Why hewt fwuffy! Fwuffy wan pway! Wahh!”
>He gets up and slowly walks back to the merry go round.
>The other fluffy runs to the swinging children.
>”Yay! Fwuffy wan fwy. Fwuffy fwy wif nice hoomin!”
>He runs under the swing set as a small girl swings up.
>he sets up and raises his front hooves wanting the girl to pick him up.
>She can’t stop and doesn’t notice the fluffy in front of her.
>Her feet are out and she kicks the fluffy full in his chest sending him flying.
>”Ahhhhhhh!” is all he can scream as he flies through the air.
>He bounces hard on the ground and lands under a seesaw.
>A boy comes down hard landing his seat on the fluffy’s back.
>He doesn’t hear the fluffy’s whimpers and he keeps jumping and landing on the fluffy pony under him.
>The fluffy twitches and jerks for the first few impacts before not moving anymore.
>The other fluffy has made it back to the merry go round.
>”Dum dum ting gif fwuffy owwies!”
>He raises his hoof and swats at the spinning platform.
>His hoof is knocked to the side and he stumbles.
>His other hoof get caught between the bottom edge and the ground.
>He lets out a blood chilling scream as his left front leg is pulled under the platform and starts to get ground off.
>He is pulled along the edge as his leg is shredded under the merry go round.
>He tries to kick away but his back hoof goes between the platform and the ground as well.
>His front leg comes completely off and he is rolling on the side spraying boo boo juice in a macabre spiral.
>He is stepped on by one of the boys and is pushed away from the merry go round, his back side ripped off.
>He lays on the ground whimpering, he has a trail of his intestines behind him.
>“Fwuffy… onwy wan… pway…”
>Some children notice the hurt fluffy and walk up to it, “Cool! Let’s poke it with a stick!”
>Several children pick up nearby sticks and start to jab the defenseless crying pony.
>”Wahhh! Pwease… nuu hewt…. Boohoohooo… onwy… wan..pwa… ” its cries get weaker and weaker before finally stopping forever.
>The giggling children continue to poke the now dead fluffy.
>You watch stoically.
>You hear one of your fluffies say cheerfully, ”Fwuffy wan pway!”
>Another of your food fluffies runs by.
>You are quick enough to bop this one on the nose.
>”Fwuffies get foodies! Nuu pway! Nuu go two wegged munsta!” You scowl at the remaining fluffies.
>They all start to tremble and fall in line.
>You walk a bit further and spot your prize.
>It is a trash can and you can see a banana peel hanging over the side, that means this one is over flowing.
>You get four of your remaining food fluffies and you start to run and ram the can.
>Soon it starts to shake and tip.
>One of the other fluffies runs under, “Fwuffy catch nummies box, get nummies first!”
>The trash can lands on top of him smashing him to the ground.
>He lays there not making a sound.
>You walk up and check on him and see his head is turned upside down.
>You have seen this before and know he is dead.
>The other fluffies ignore the dead one and start to dig into the trash.
>You walk over and start to watch what the other fluffies are getting.
>One grabs a small lettuce leaf, you boop him on the nose, “Get onwy big nummies!”
>He cries and goes back to the trash.
>You keep an eye out for two legged monsters.
>They are around but seem to ignore what you are doing.
>Your food fluffies start to walk back to your area, some are dragging banana peels, some have apple cores by the stem.
>One has an apple with just one bite taken out.
>When they are moving you sniff through the trash.
>You find half a hamburger, you bite that and drag it back.
>After dropping off the food you head back to the tipped trash can.
>When you get there you see other fluffies rummaging and running off with nummies.
>They run when they see you and your fluffies approach.
>They start to rummage again, a few start to drag some more discarded food.
>One has a large grapefruit peel.
>”What the shit!”
>You turn and see a two legged monster stomping toward you.
>”Wun! Munsta! Wun and weave nummies!” You shout.
>The fluffies outside take off running very slowly at a disorganized waddle.
>You shoot past them at a gallop, “Wun! Wun fwom munsta!”
>The two legged monster gets up to the trash can, “Fucking pieces of shit! Trashing the park!”
>A fluffy who was inside the trash comes out dragging a half-eaten hotdog.
>The monster grabs him before he knows what is happening.
>It drops the hotdog and starts to beg, ”Owie! Pwease nuu hewt fwuffy!”
>”Look at this shit! You think an apology will clean this up!?”
>The fluffy is crying from the pain of his grip, “Pwease nuu hewt! Fwuffy sowwy! Fwuffy cwean up!”
>”Sorry?” He back hands the face of the fluffy pony.
>”Sorry don’t goddamn cut it!”
>”Wahhhhh! Fwuffy sowwy! Wahhh!”
>The man punches the fluffy in its face, boo boo juice pours from his mouth and nose.
>His cries no longer distinct but you can still understand his pleading, “Fwuffy… sowwy… pwea.. nuu mo..”
>”I said shut up!”
>The two legged monster gets on one knee and starts to slam the fluffy on the ground.
>”Shut the fuck up!”
*whap!*
>”Pwease….”
*whap!*
>”nuu… hewt… fwuf-“
*whap!*
>”……”
*whap!*
*whap!*
*whap!*
>The man stands up huffing and grunting.
>He rights the trash can and drops the now limp body of the fluffy inside it.
>He spits in the can and walks on.
>You find your fluffies cowering in various bushes.
>After you round them up you move on.
>You find another trash can and tip it.
>There isn’t as much food in this one but you manage to drag several pieces back to your area.
>When you get back there is a woof woof monster digging around in it.
>You tell your fluffies to move on, you start to lead them away.
>You see another trash can further down but it seems other fluffies are rummaging it.
>It looks like fluffies from Snuggle Wuggle’s herd.
>You plan on them leaving then taking what they left.
>”Gif nummies munsta!”
>You turn around and see one of your food fluffies went and challenged the woof woof monster.
>It is standing in front of it with its cheeks puffed.
>The woof woof monster growls at the fluffy.
>”Nuu dum dum fwuffy! Stay way from woof woof! Get back-“
>You don’t finish yelling before the dog attacks biting the head of the fluffy.
>”EEeeeEEeeeEE! EEEEIIIIIIiiiII!!”
>The dog shakes it viciously.
>You hear a soft pop and the fluffy goes quiet.
>The dog drops the fluffy and stares at it.
>It leans over the fluffy and starts to pull parts of its body off and eat them.
>You stomp in quiet frustration and turn back seeing the enemy fluffies walk off.
>You move in and rummage taking what they left.
>You finally have filled your nummie bushes.
>You let the food fluffies eat first and then the herd.
>You take the hamburger for yourself.
>You now have about 30 fluffies in your herd, some strays will fill the ranks you lost today.
>You put off thinking how you have to repeat this in three days, and how you will lose more fluffies when you do.