PSY Fluffy

>You are a content fluffy pony.
>Daddy went inside to get something to drink and has left you outside by yourself.
>You are happily romping around your yard pushing your ball about.
>You hit it too hard and it goes out of your yard across the street.
>You romp out giggling and grab your ball and hug it.
>You look around and see you aren’t in your yard any more.
>You realize you are lost.
>You start crying.
>”Baahhh…. Fwuffy scawed…. HEWP!”
>You stand up and start to look around.
>Nothing seems familiar.
>”DADDEH! HEWP FWUFFY!”
>Tears flow down your face, you miss your daddy so much right now.
>The ground starts to shake.
>You are running in place not sure what to do.
>It sounds like a steady beat is filling the air.
>A shadow slowly falls over you and spreads out in front of you.
>Something has just walked up behind you.
>Fear grips you as you slowly turn around to face the monster.
>When you turn you see an Asian man in a suit and dark sun glasses who looks down at you not smiling.
>He simply says, “Opa gangnam style!”
>You let out a shriek of terror as a kicking techno beat fills the air and seems to follow this man.
>He starts to wave one hand in the air while stepping like he’s riding a horse.
>”Whaaaaaa!” You turn to flee but a huge gust of wind is blowing you back.
>Confetti and white stuff start flying in your face and getting in your fluff.
>You are blown back down the street rolling uncontrollably.
>You stop and see a huge explosion with the asian man walking toward you pointing.
>”Opa gangnam style!”
>Out of nowhere a huge group of woman are dancing around you.
>They are rhythmically stomping with the beat.
>You run frantically about trying to get away from the stomping feet.
>You find an opening and truddle out as quickly as you can.
>When you get out you see the man and…
>…and he is yelling at a woman’s rump!
>You turn and try to get away from the dancing people and take off.
>You are cut off by another man in boxer shorts and a cowboy hat.
>”Pwease nuu hewt fwuffy.” You are trembling in front of him.
>He opens his mouth in a wide smile and puts his hands out to his side.
>He spreads his legs and starts to thrust his hips and walk toward you as the techno beat picks up.
>”AHHHHHH! He gonna speshul huggie fwuffy!”
>You turn and run again.
>You start to head across the street when a red sports car almost runs over you.
>You look to make sure everything is clear and run across the street.
>”Hewp fwffuy! Fwuffy dunno wha happen to fwuffy!”
>You run under a row of bushes and find the man in front of you again.
>“Opa gangnam style!”
>He starts doing pushups while women dance over him and waving one hand in the air.
>”WHAAAAAA!”
>You start to run down the side walk.
>You turn and the man is following you flapping his arms like a bird.
>”NUUUUU!! GO WAY! Wahhahhahhahhh!”
>You look ahead.
>Through your tear blurred vision you see a wave of people coming at you dancing like they are on a horse.
>”Nuuuuu! Bwahhhh! Waeve fwuffy wone! Wahhhhh!”
>They start to circle around you and the kicking beat goes on.
>They back you up and the man walks in front of you with your ball.
>He drops it and only says, “Opa gangnam style!”
>You sit shivering as they all turn around and dance off down the street, the music getting softer.
>”Hey big guy, why are you sitting still? You were playing when I went inside.”
>You spin around, its daddy!
>You run up and hug his leg hard, “Fwuffy scawed daddeh!”
>He rubs your head, “Oh it alright now, daddy is here. Poor guy probably got spooked by a cricket or something.”
>Daddy sits down.
>Your fluffy brain still can’t figure out what happened.