Deadmeat Chronicles: Moving on

>You are a maroon unicorn fluffy and you are spying on the two legged monsters.
>Your chest is pretty much healed from your burn.
>You can still feel a small knot where the scar is.
>You know you can’t hurt the two legged monsters.
>But you have been watching and trying to figure out if they are weak.
>Some have set out food to eat on a large cloth.
>If they leave it unguarded you run out and poop on their food.
>They are extremely angry when they come back, but not hurt.
>You learn that they seem to get clumsier and dumber around members of the opposite sex.
>You have experimented forcing the local strays to move stuff for you.
>The males seem to run backwards around the females and you have been trying to trip them.
>Today you are moving to the next step.
>You have a letter spike you found in the garbage.
>You have set up a stick along the trail and run off the strays you used.
>You’ve noticed the two legged monsters pay attention to large groups.
>You walk off the distance for hoe big you think the bodies are and set the spike up.
>You start to trot away so you can watch from safety.
>”Ok, now this makes no sense.”
>You turn around and see the monster with brown fur is behind you holding the spike.
>”You walked around looking for a place to put this. Why is that?”
>Suddenly a runner trips and falls, “Fuck! Didn’t see that stick! Meant to do that ladies!”
>Another jogger runs by, “Don’t worry ladies, the Chad never falls.”
>The jogger gets up and continues to run.
>The brown furred monster looks at you with its mouth open.
>”Planning? Malicious planning at that? Fluffies aren’t supposed to do that.”
>He is walking toward you and you start to back pedal.
>”Why? You are meant to love humans…” It seems he realizes something, “You’re alone…”
>He looks around, “Daddy wants to carry a happy fluffy and her smarty friend home!”
>All sorts of strays run up to him, “Yay! Daddy take fwuffy!”, “Wan sketties!”, “Pway wif fwuffy!”, “Daddeh!”
>You keep backing away slowly as he looks over the fluffies.
>He kicks them away, “Where’s your friend?”
>The hurt in your eyes gives it away.
>The monster seems shocked, “Revenge? You are not supposed to feel that.”
>”If that’s the case… You’re not supposed to exist.”
>He stares at you as he pours out some food, “Come eat some food, you’re a special case.”
>”Don’t worry, I’ve always been nice to you.”
>His face is different. He seems to be focused on your moves.
>You look at the food and back to him, other fluffies have started eating it.
>”Come on, come eat, I know you’re hungry.”
>The way he is talking makes you uneasy, you turn and run. “Stay way!”
>You hear him running after you.
>You turn and see he’s stopped, “Need my carrier. He might fight too much.”
>He turns and runs back to the play area.
>You have to hide, you run to a fallen limb and hide in its leaves.
>You see a line of bushes nearby that is the edge of the park.
>You are about to chance running to them.
>You look back and the two legged monster is walking with the box he keep Thewum in.
>He walks up to your old hidey hole bush and looks under it.
>He knew about that!?
>The limb suddenly flips away from you, “There is actually one hiding here.”
>You look up and see a two legged monster holding a sack.
>You hear other fluffies crying and complaining, the sack is moving with the bodies of fluffies inside.
>You dash to the bushes.
>”Whoa, you’re quick. I am definitely getting you.” He starts walking after you.
>You make it to the bushes and see lots of fluffies hiding in them.
>”New fwen? Wan pway?” You jump past them trying to get distance between you and the monster.
>You hear the bushes behind you start to shake, “Come out you little bastard!”
>Panic hits the fluffies, “Hewp! Munsta hewp!” they start running randomly.
>”Ack! Munsta got fwuffy!”, “Fuck, not him! In the bag anyway.”
>You run down the bush line, you stop not knowing what to do.
>A carrier is set down beside you, “Where is he?”
>From under the bush you see the brown furred monster is standing inches away.
>You crawl as quietly as you can away from him.
>You still hear fluffies being grabbed by the new monster.
>You sneak out the other side of the bush and find yourself on the sidewalk.
>You see an alley on the other side of the street.
>You remember that you once hid there, maybe you can hide again.
>You take a step and a car drives by hitting some fluffies in the street.
>One gets ripped in half, one is flattened moving a few times before a puddle of blood forms around it.
>You realize you can’t make it across.
>Safety might as well be on another planet.
>”Come out, come out where ever you are!” The new monster has come through the bushes onto the side walk.
>You run back under, listening to the bushes shake and getting closer.
>You look out into the park, the brown suited monster has poured out several piles of food.
>It seems the fluffies who have eaten have decided it is nap time.
>”I finally decide to get a specimen and he disappears!”
>You see a tree nearby, you run to it keeping the trunk between you and your pursuers.
>You notice a bush and run under it.
>You see the pond and the boats, you remember how you can hide in them.
>Just before you can sneak out a dog walks up and lays down beside the boats.
>You won’t risk going near the woof woof monster.
>You stomp in frustration, you have to escape.
>You look out seeing the park entrance.
>You decide you only have one chance, you have to make a run and get away from the park.
>You take off running as fast as you can, there are few fluffies and no two legged monsters.
>Nothing stands between you and the exit.
>You don’t care about the danger, you are going to cross the road.
>You are a few yards away and going to put the park way behind you.
>*Fwump!*
>Something covers you, some sort of mesh.
>Something metal is drug across the ground tripping you.
>You get tangled in some sort of net.
>”Fishing nets are awesome, thought I was gonna lose you.”
>The new monster opens his sack and dumps you in.
>”Ow!”, “Unfh!”,”why hewt fwuffy!”, “Canna move!”, “Waaahhhh!!!”
>You land on several other trapped fluffies.
>The bag is closed, you are in the dark.
>Every few minutes the bag opens and another fluffy is dropped on top of you.
>After a while the bag opens and the contents are dumped into a large cage in a van.
>There are several cages, you are in the top one.
>”Oh noes, fwuffy feel  poopie!” One of the freshly dumped fluffies say just before spraying shit.
>From below you hear “Wha! No smeww pwtty!”, “Why fwuffy make bad poopies!”, “Bad fwuffy, yoo git sowwy stick!”
>You look out the door and see the brown furred monster still looking around.
>You start to yell but the door slams shut, “That’s enough for today.”
>The van makes a sound and you start shaking.
>You can tell your moving, you don’t know where you’re going.