Deadmeat Chronicles: Smarty Friend Part 2

>You are a maroon unicorn fluffy and you are starving.
>You haven’t eaten in days and you smell nummies coming from a trash can.
>You have spent a few minute trying to knock it over.
>Your body is bruised and battered from ramming yourself into the container trying to knock it over.
>With your latest hits you feel it tipping more and more.
>Finally your hard work pays off and the garbage can tips over spilling its trash.
>It is rotten banana peels and apple cores but to you it looks like a buffet feast.
>Your mouth is watering as you start to approach the spoils of your labors.
>Suddenly you are hit from the side pushing you down.
>You look up and see a dark blue unicorn fluffy with a light blue mane.
>”Dis our foodies, yoo weave!” It says.
>There is a herd of about fifteen fluffies behind him comprised of earth and pegasus fluffies.
>All of them are puffing their cheeks and sticking their tongues out at you.
>”No! Deadmeat get nummies. Foodies is mine.” You say staring at the menacing herd.
>”No! Smawty fwen say it our nummies! We eat! Yoo go way!”
>The blue unicorn puffs its cheeks and sprays sparklies at you.
>You look at all the food they are going to take.
>You sniffle and some tears form in your eyes, you worked so hard for that food.
>”No! Deadmeat get nummies! Foodies bewong to Deadmeat!” You start to puff your cheeks out.
>”Yoo meanie fwuffy!” Says the blue unicorn. “Yoo get no foodies!”
>You stomp your hooves in frustration and anger.
>“MY NUMMIES!” You scream and run up to the unicorn and push him backwards.
>The herd stares in shock as they watch their leader roll backwards.
>The unicorn sets up and starts to whine furiously.
>”nnnnnnnNNNNNN!” huff, huff. “nnNNNNNNNHHH!” huff, huff. “WAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!”
>With tears rolling down his face, he points at you with one of his hooves and screams, “GET DAT BAD FWUFFIE!!!”
>The herd descends on you before you can react.
>They start to bite, kick and butt you.
>Your sore body is being wracked with pain from the assault.
>You kick in desperation trying to get them off of you.
>You hear a yelp from behind you.
>”Waaahhh! Meanie fwuffy hewt fwuffy’s face! Wahhhhh!”
>The herd’s attack intensifies with anger, you have now hurt two of their friends.
>Two fluffies manage to both bite your right ear and start to pull indifferent direction.
>You yell in pain just as another Pegasus kicks you in your ribs.
>You fall over and are being drug by your ear across the ground.
>The rest of the herd surrounds you pushing and shoving for a chance to stomp any part they can.
>They stomp on your face, your belly, your leggies, you pee pee place, your tail, any part exposed.
>You can’t take any more, “Deadmeat sowwy! Yoo nummies, wet Deadmeat go!”
>They still stomp and bite you.
>You feel your ear parting as the two fluffies rip it down to your scalp.
>Finally the herd parts and the smarty friend walks up.
>He is huffing and the sides of his face are stained from tears.
>He turns and kicks you in your face over and over.
>White hot flashes of pain cloud your vision with each impact.
>You are too hurt to try and dodge, you can only lay there while the unicorn kicks you mercilessly.
>He then starts to trample all over your body stomping with a vengeance.
>”NNNNNN!!!! nnNNNnnnNNNN!!”, is all the sound it can make in its rage.
>”Waaaahhhh! Deadmeat sowwy! Waa-waaaaahhhh! Deadmeat weave!” You plead to deaf ears.
>You are cowering on the ground waiting for the beating to stop.
>Finally the blue unicorn stops.
>He turns around and craps on your head, he then straddles you and pees on your body.
>He turns to the herd and say, “Evewy fwuffy poopie and pee pee on bad fwuffy befo eat!”
>You are totally beaten and lay cowering on the ground, too scared to put up any resistance.
>You lay there hoping not to get hurt anymore as the whole herd takes turn using you as a toilet.
>The one you kicked stomps your face before it walks to the trash to feast on its bounty.
>They start to ignore you as they pull out the discarded refuse and start eating.
>You hear their lip smacking as they greedily gulp down the food.
>You stand up and limp away crying.
>You are covered in poop and pee, blood is still trickling down the side of your head.
>So hungry…
>A couple of two legged monsters are pointing and laughing at you, “You dun got yo ass whooped!”
>You crawl under a bush and flop over, too hurt to look for any more food today.
>After a few hours you manage to cry yourself to sleep.