My Roomate Bruno 6: Smarty Friend's Reign Ends

>the fluffies all gather round the smarty friend, praising his leadership
>the mares cozy up to him, as does one of the colts
>the smarty friend looks very confident as he basks in their praise
>through his leadership he has defeated the tyrant human and claimed his land, all in a bloodless coup
>granted he's thinking all of this with fewer words, but similar disposition
>but you ain't finished yet
Hey Smarty!
>you stand in the doorway to the kitchen, 360 remote in your right pocket, tv remote in your left, your hands ready to grab them like guns in the old west
>"Hooman weeve before we give oo mo big ouchies!"
Hey, I ain't here to cause trouble...
>you flip on the tv, all the fluffies perking up at the sound of the ME3 starting screen
I was just gonna play around a little.
>the smarty looks confused as you grab for your 360 remote and load up a save file (one you had hoped would be of more use to you before you finished the game)
>the file loads as the fluffies see your Shepard wander through the halls of the Citadel, their eyes lighting up as they know whats coming
>after a few minutes of dialog with Martin Sheen, they start to bounce off the walls, literally almost
>"staw chiwd!" "fwuffy wanna see pwetty wites!" "pick syfasis!" "gween!" they all bounce over in front of the tv to watch the ending of ME3, one even rolling the pregger dam so she can get a good look
>"Where fwuffies going!" the smarty friend demands "Hooman is twicking you!"
>they only respond with happy cheers and giggles as Shepard sacrifices himself and green lights begin to destroy all the Mass Relays (not destroying any life, but just the tech, completely going against pre-established canon)
>"No! We need stick togefer! Hooman hurt us udderwise!" his pleas fall on deaf ears as you sneak up behind him and grab him "NO!" he cries in anguish
Gotcha little guy!
>mission complete
>his fluffy army mollified in front of the tv as you stick the smarty back in his cage
>you know you have to get around to cleaning their mess and getting them back in the safe room, but for a few minutes you simply relax and watch the horrible ending in peace
>"Dis stupid! Fwuffy hate!"
Oh a dictator doesn't like a regime change? What a surprise.
>"Not dat! Dis teevee ending!"
>a cold shock goes down your spine
What did you just say?
>"Dis ending make no sense! Why not big expwosion not destroy oonivurse! And why Shepawd not cwestion stoopid staw chiwd? Dis go against pwe-estabwished cannon!"
You- you hate this ending too?
>"Oh cowse! Anywon wid woking bwain cewws would hate dis!"
>you stare at each other for what seems like eternity while the fluffy ponies cheer on the ending cinematic
Say... why don't I get you something to eat after I clean up this mess, and we can talk about this more?
>"Yes... Smawty Fwiend would wike dat." he says as he smiles up at you
>new found respect for each other