The Stream

>The fluffies stand in a single line at the water’s edge crying.
>”Fwuffy nuu wike game…”, “Wahhhh….”
>The man stands in the clear stream with water up to his waste.
>He smiles at the fluffies, “You are so good standing in line. I am so proud of you.”
>He walks to shore and looks down at a crying fluffy at the front of the line.
>He bends down picking it up saying, “Your next.”
>The fluffy lets out an anguished wail, “Pwease nuu hewt fwuffy! Am gud fwuffy! Wahhhhh!!”
>The man starts to pet the fluffy as he walks back out to the water.
>”Oh come now, maybe a song will cheer you up.”
>He looks down at the crying ball of fluff, “Row row row your boat, gently down the stream.”
>”Merrily merrily merrily merrily-“
 >He gets a huge smile on his face as the fluffy openly weeps, “Life is but a dream!”
>The fluffy lets out a final tearful cry as the man pushes it under the water.
>His maniacal laughter fills the air as the fluffy struggles under the water.
>The man feels the fluffy getting weaker and weaker until it goes limp.
>He lets it go letting it slowly drop to the stream’s floor landing on a growing pile of fluffy bodies.
>The fluffies in the line continue to shake and cry.
>The man smiles at them , “You are so good standing in line. I am so proud of you…”