Fluffy City 2: Pastel Hobos

>Near the north side of the freezing cold fluffy city, was a well known shanty town filled with hobos
>Every winter was difficult for them, though this one was considerably less difficult with the incredible fluffy population
>The citizens of the shanty town have been named "Pastel Hobos" because of the bright colorful coats they wear
>With fluffies everywhere, they've been able to kill and skin fluffies, making thick bright colored fluffy jackets to stay warm in
>The shanty town is known as "da bad pwace" by the fluffies, and most are warned to stay far away from it, though most are too stupid and walk right up to the pastel hobos, thinking they're big rainbow fluffies
>The shanty town was built on top of an implosion site, where a massive office building once stood
>After the building went down, hobos quickly made a small tent village amongst the rubble, and it quickly evolved into a shanty town
>All but one alleyways leading to the town have been blockaded by either tin walls, or shanty homes, and the entry was guarded by two burly looking hobos, stationed there to keep the unwanted and the Crimson Marauders out
>The C.M. will be a story for another time, for now, we will be looking into the life of Agatha Winthrop and her new apprentice Joey Write
>Agatha was a homely old woman, but kind none the less, she worked in what was "The Fluffy Stand" where the pastel hobos brought fluffies and they were skinned, gutted, or 'sacked'
>Agatha did the gutting and the sacking, leaving the death fluffies in the 'low quality' sack, and live unicorn fluffies in the 'high quality' sack
>"So... Why don't we gut the unicorns?" The young scrawny 13 year old joey asked as he looked up to Agatha
>"B'cuz, I wouldn't eat nothin' with magic inside em, people says it makes yah sick." Agatha responds before dumping fluffy meat into a large cleaned out fridge that was being used as a cooler to keep the fluffy meat in, before tossing what remains of it's fuzzy carcass into the 'low quality' sack
>"And then old Ted comes by and skins em?" Joey asks before moving over to a wriggling wool sack where cries of "Fwuffy no wike! Pwease wet out!" were emanating from
>Joey reaches inside and grabs a bright blue earth fluffy and brings it up to the chopping counter "Nuu! Wet fwuffy go! Wan' wawm! No huwt pwease!" it begs as Joey hands it over to dearest old Agatha
>"Alright, pay attention this time, I'm going to show you how you prepare one of these fluffy little retards." she says to Joey as she takes the fluffy and holding him over the trash bin that appeared to be full of poop, fluffy foals, fluffy organs, little hooves, and other junk
>"Pwease wet fwuffy go! Fwuffy pwomise be good, no come to bad pwace no mo'." it promises, looking up at the old woman with big frightened eyes
>"Poop you little shit!" she shouts before squeezing roughly on his stomach, causing a stream of feces and urine to come out of the crying fluffy "Nuuu! Stop huwting fwuffy!" it yells, squirming it's legs until she finishes squeezing his waste out
>After he is done emptying the contents of his bowels, she slams him down back first onto the table causing him to cry out "Ouchies!"
>"Now pay attention Joey, doing this right is important to make sure you do as much of this as you can while the fluffy is still alive, or the meat tastes like crap." she explains
>"P-Pwease wet fwuffy go... Pwomise be goo-" before he can finish his sentence, he cries out in pain as Agatha rips one of his little legs and tosses it into the trash bin
>"WAAAHHH! WHY TAKE FWUFFY WEGG- EEEEEEEEEK!" it shrieks in pain as she rips another leg off, and another, and another
>The fluffy is a sobbing mess, bleeding all over the counter "Alright, now we do this real fast, are you watching?" Agatha asks the grimacing Joey as she reaches for a small surgical scalpel
>She removes her hand from his belly and places it next to the sobbing screaming fluffy, holding the scalpel over it's stomach
>The fluffy stops sobbing a moment and his eyes go wide with terror "N-N-No Kiww f-fwuffy... P-P'ease..." it begs
>Without hesitation she cuts his stomach open, causing him to start shrieking again "NO CUT BEWWEH! NO KIWW FWUFFY!"
>She digs right in, ripping out his intestines and stomach, quieting his loud screaming down to weak gargles
>Joey winces as he watches Agatha rip his organs out an toss them into the trash, the gargling stops as she rips out his lungs and heart
>"Now! We cut the meat out, but being careful not to cut the skin up, old Ted needs to have a surface to skin the fluffies so he can make jackets for our kin." she says as she begins cutting up large round chunks of fluffy meat and tossing them into their fridge that was laying on it's back
>"Alright Joey, grab another fluffy from the capture sack." she says, pointing over to the sack that says 'live fluffies'
>Joey walks over to the squirming sack and picks out a squirming purple unicorn fluffy, bringing it up to the counter "Give fwuffy wawm?" it asks him ask he reaches down to his little hoof, preparing to rip it off
>"Woah woah woah there kiddo. Toss live unicorns into the high quality sack!" Agatha says, grabbing his wrist to keep him from tearing it's leg off
>"O-Oh, right!" he nods before grabbing the fluffy and heading over to the high quality sack "Whewe 'ou take fwuffy?" asks the fluffy as he holds him over the sack "New fwend? Pwease wet fwuffy out! No wike dis pwace! Wan out!" the unicorns in the sack cry out
>"Nooo..." Agatha groans "You need to poop him, or he's just going to crap all over the other fluffies" she reminds him
>Joey just winces and takes the fluffy over to the poop bin, the smell hitting the fluffy's nose "No smeww pwetty! Bwing fwuffy somewhe'e ewse!" it demands before Joey tightly squeezes him "Aaaahh! Fwuffy sowwy! No huwt!" it cries out as he releases an explosion of diarrhea and pee into the trash can
>"There you go! Now toss him in the bin and grab another fluffy" she says in a more pleased tone as Joey brings the crying fluffy into the squirming high quality sack
>Agatha gestures with her head to the capture sack and he pulls out a deep blue fluffy mare "Put fwuffy down! Fwuffy no wike hoomens!" she growls, puffing her cheeks out
>Agatha has reminded Joey not to respond to fluffies like this over and over, and only to give commands, not answers
>He holds her over the trash bin and says "Poop, please." and her gives her a squeeze
>The fluffy clenches her butt tightly "No make poopies! Hoomen no teww fwuffy what do!" she says defiantly
>"Give her a little taste of pain, Joey, she'll give in." she says, pointing to one of the fluffy's legs
>Joey looks over to Agatha and then the Fluffy and grasps her by the scruff and grabs her front left leg
>She suddenly realizes what's going on and calls out "N-No no! Wai'! Fwuffy be goo- EEEEEE!!!" she screeches as Joey rips her little hoof
>She shits and pees violently into the tin, blood in her urine and feces
>Joey winces at the sight and looks over to Agatha for guidance "Ugh... This one's got some sort of disease, just toss her into the bin, she's no good." Agatha says
>"Pw-pwease... No mo'e ouchie... Fwuffy be good..." begs the three legged mare
>Joey shakes his head and drops her into the bin "No smeww pwetty! Weggie huwts! Wet out!" she cries as she squirms around in the poop and gore
>Joey and Agatha return to their work, the screams of the fluffies is heard throughout the entire shanty town all day

(Author's Note: I dunno shit about carving up animals, at ALL. So please excuse me if none of this is by any means accurate.)