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- >Digging through the kitchen cabinets
- >Find an old pasta maker
- >Haven't used this thing in years
- >Decide to give it a try tonight
- >Mix up the pasta dough using a recipe from the internet
- >Start rolling it into linguini
- >Your least favorite fluffy pony walks in to the kitchen
- >Must have gotten out of the safe room somehow
- >Sees you making the pasta with the machine
- >"Fwuffy wan sketties!" it cries
- >You tell it to wait, you have to cook it first
- >It won't leave you alone
- >It sees that you're paying more attention to the pasta than to it
- >"Fwuffy wan BE sketties!"
- >The last of the dough is rolled into linguini
- >"Is that so?" you ask it
- >"Fwuffy wan be sketties!"
- >Shrug.
- >You were thinking of getting a new fluffy anyway
- >You set the rollers to their widest setting and move the uncooked pasta to a different counter
- >Put down some newspaper under the machine and pick up fluffy
- >It's thrilled to get the attention
- >You tell it that if it wants to be spaghetti, it needs to put it's legs between the rollers
- >It gets up on the machine and sticks it's forelegs in
- >You turn the crank
- >Fluffy pony starts getting sucked into the rollers. It's eyes go wide with pain as the machine begins to tear its legs into thin, flat strips.
- >Its tiny bones begin to crack
- >The first bits of pony linguini are extruded from the other side of the machine
- >"Look, now you're spaghetti!" you tell it
- >It's bawling and babbling incoherently from the physical and emotional pain
- >You get bored once you grind past it's knees
- >Rip it out of the machine by the fluff on it's back, leaving it a pair of bloody stumps for front legs
- >Toss it into the trash
- >Place the machine in the sink for cleaning, begin cooking pasta
- >Mix the strips of gore into the other fluffies' bowls.
- >They don't seem to notice or mind.
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