Martini 15

>you are martini, a light green fluffy unicorn pony with a dark green mane
>you have a fun job - you get a place to sleep, you give special hugs to mares and you get nummies.
>BIG MAN went away for a while but he came back today
>Frank-who-you-never-see took care of you for a while but you don’t like him much
>beauty likes Frank a LOT
>You’re happy to see BIG MAN but he looks really mad today
>something bad is gonna happen today.
>he’s talking to Frank, barely paying attention to the ponies.
>”…and the fucking bitch has the gall to write me a letter and ask for forgiveness. You believe that?”
>”Fucking bullshit, man. Expecting that after what she did.”
>”Right… probably some psychobabble bullshit the prison shrink put into her head.”
>”You know… I know a couple of guards. They might be able to arrange an accident…”
>”No. I want that cunt to rot there forever. And if she does get out she’ll be eighty.”
>”Hah. Yeah, she’ll have all vericose veins and shit. Like Brookes in Shawshank Redemption.”
>”Yeah. And I’ll be waiting right outside the prison to run her ass down with a goddam steamroller.”
>”Fuck it, man. Just ignore her.”
>”NO way… I’m gonna take this letter, wipe my ass with it, and send it back. Maybe she’ll get pinkeye.”
>”HAHAHA!”

>BIG MAN grunts and checks on the mares. they’re starting to wean their foals.
>BIG MAN picks up one of brownie’s foals. it mews and asks for its mother.
>”Better get used to separation, little shit. Soon as we get a buy you ain’t never seeing mommy again.”
>brownie looks sad but says nothing. the little foal, only three inches tall at the should or so, keeps asking for its mommy
>”pwease put wit mommy! wan mommy!”
>BIG MAN’s face seems to get… darker. he squeezes his other hand, crackle the knuckles
>”Shut up, you little shit, or I’ll shove you back inside mommy and you fucking choke to death.”
>frowning, BIG MAN tosses the foal back into the cage.
>it rolls across brownie’s blankie and instinctively skitters back to its mother, looking over its should in fear at BIG MAN

>”You impregnate Marshmallow yet?”
>”No, wanted to space it out a little. You can do it now.”
>”Mm.”
>BIG MAN roughly grabs marshmallow by her fluff. she screeches a bit.
>”Shut up, cunt.”
>He slides marshmallow across The Table’s smooth surface and then sits down in front of her
>BIG MAN almost slams marshmallow down by her neck onto The Table and takes out the Buzzy Tool
>”owies! no huwt mawshmewwo! no huwty fwuff!”
>”Shut the fuck up, Marshmallow.”
>BIG MAN roughly holds her down, shaving most of the fluff from her rear end and special place. he grinds the fluff into her face
>”You miss this, do you? HUH?”
>marshmallow is crying now.
>”pwease no huwty! no take fwuff! mawshmewwo good fwuffy!”
>BIG MAN throws her into the Special Hugs Nest. you hear a pop and she’s crying louder.
>”Shut the fuck up, Marshmallow!”
>”mawshmewwo weggie huwt! it huwwwwwwts!”
>BIG MAN smacks her across the face and grabs snowcap.
>”Go on, get in there and give it to her.”
>snowcap starts his mating ritual, giving hugs to marshmallow and then nuzzling the fluff around her neck.
>”OH MY GOD. FUCKING DO IT ALREADY.”
>BIG MAN grabs snowcap by the neck, bends over marshmallow and shoves snowcap’s happy thing inside her.
>marshmallow gasps and starts sniffling.
>”no wan do wike dis! speshal huggies huwt! nawty pwace huwt!”
>BIG MAN holds her by the neck, choking her. he grabs hold of snowcap’s rear end with a huge paw and drives him faster and deeper.
>snowcap, panicking slightly, poops himself. it gets on the fluff of his rear end and BIG MAN’s hand
>”GODDAMIT, SNOWCAP!”
>BIG MAN pulls him away from the crying marshmallow and smacks him, leaving snowcap’s own poop smeared on his fluffy face.
>BIG MAN flings snowcap back into his cage and then focuses on the crying mare
>”huwties! bad pwace huwty! weggie huwt! no wann! pwease no wann!”
>she’s bawling now, not even looking at BIG MAN. he roughly grabs the mare and does something to her leg. it pops back into place
>”Got lucky, bitch. Just dislocated. Next time I cut it the fuck off.”
>BIG MAN throws her back in her cage and washes his hands.
>”You okay in there, man?”
>”I’m fuckin fine.”
>”Beauty looks like she’s ready to pop.”
>”Yeah, just a couple days, I think.”

>BIG MAN reaches into Stripes cage to take him out.
>”Come on, shithead. Time to perform.”
>stripe, unnerved by BIG MAN slapping around marshmallow and snowcap, bites BIG MAN’s hand
>it’s about as effective as getting pinched by a pre-schooler but it really pisses BIG MAN off.
>”Oh, you little SHIT.”
>BIG MAN grabs stripe by the throat and pulls him out. stripe’s little legs skitter
helplessly against the floor
>BIG MAN bears his teeth and pulls the pony up so they are face to face
>”You don’t ever… EVER… bite me. You understand?”
>he drops the fluffy onto The Table.
>”stwipe no carwe! stwipe hate bigman! stwipe give bities and huwties! stwipe… stwipe is smawty pony!”
>BIG MAN’s eye starts to twitch. you know what’s coming.
>”no stwipe! you no smawty! pwease behave fo bigman!”
>”Listen to Martini, Stripe. You going to behave?”
>”NO! stwipe no wanna wissen to hooman. stwipe escape fwom woom! stwipe start own hewrd!”
>”Oh. I see. Well, if you wanna go, then go.”
>BIG MAN steps aside and raises an arm offering the way to stripe. he looks up at BIG MAN quizzically, then leans over the edge of The Table. it looks like he’s gauging if he can jump it.
>”buh… bigman weawwy wet stwipe go?”
>”No, asshole, you’re here forever! HAHAHAHA!”
BIG MAN flips stripe onto his back and punches him square in the groin. stripe gags and vomits.
>”Ohhhhhh… you’re a MESSY PONY. Well, here’s what we do with messy ponies.”
>BIG MAN flips the fluffy over and sticks a hose in his poopie place. holding the pony with one hand, he turns the water on with the other
>stripe starts screaming.
>”ooooooo wawa cowd! no wan! no put wawa poopie pwace! pwease stawp! pweeeeeeease stawp!”
>BIG MAN grabs his newspaper and smacks in into the upside-down fluffy’s face a few times
>”Now… here’s where it gets interesting.”
>BIG MAN squirts a bottle of dishwashing detergeant in stripe’s poopie place and then punches him hard in the stomach, aiming his rear end at the trashcan.
>the fluffy screams and a jet of soapy water and poop sprays out of his bottom
>”aaaaaaaaaaaaaggh! no mo! no mo! pwease no mo touwch poopie pwace!”
>”Thought you were becoming a smarty fluffy. Am I wrong?”
>”hooman right… pony is nawt smawty pony.”
>the fluffy is exhausted. BIG MAN cracks his knuckles. not quite done.
>BIG MAN takes out the cutty knife. it’s small but very very sharp.
>light glints off the shiny metal. stripe’s eyes get wide
>”nuh… no… nooooo… no cutty! NO CUTTY!”
>BIG MAN holds the cutty blade near stripe’s eyes. he stares at it in terror
>”Some day… you can tell people how you got these scars.”
>”stwipe no wann… YEEP!”
>in two deft strokes, BIG MAN slices the sides of stripe’s mouth open, giving him a permanant smile. he quickly sews them up.
>”That’ll take a little while to scar up. No solid food for you for a while, fuckhead.”
>”OWIES! mouff huwtie! make huwtie go way!”
>”I think you need a new name, too… Jester.”
>BIG MAN gives jester a swift kick in the ass, booting him back into his cage.
>”bigman why huwtie stwipe? don wike when fwuffies huwt…”
>”Shut up, Martini!”
>you hide under your blankie.
>Frank-who-you-never-see comes into the room
>”Jesus, dude… you sure you don’t want a little more time off?”
>”No, no… I’m fine. I’ll just head out early. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
>Frank stares after BIG MAN as he leaves.
>”Guy’s got problems.”
>Frank shakes his head and goes back to his room
>sometimes you hate being so scared and afraid for the other fluffies
>you don’t like it when your friends get hurt
>at least you’re a good pony.