Retarded Boy becomes a fluffy herd's new smarty friend!

inb4 people think it's too long.

>Be retarded
>You haven't been to the petting zoo in who knows how long
>Why not?
>You tried to ask mommy, but she just hit you and said bad words
>You really wanna go back and play with the fluffy ponies, but she won't let you
>You ask her if you can go to the petting zoo to see the fluffy ponies again
>She yells at you again, and storms out to go to the bar
>You're alone
>You jack off to memories of your mommy
>
>Later
>You're sitting in the kitchen, empty-headed
>Why does your peepee hurt again?
>Mommy comes home, drunk
>As she opens the door, you rush to greet her and hug her
>She shoves you away, almost falling over herself
>She's got another friend with her tonight, you've gotta go to your room
>But what's that?
>Behind her friend's leg
>It's a little ball
>It's a fluffy pony!

>Mommy slams the door on it, though, hits you, and drags you by your leg into your room, where she slams the door on you like she did to the fluffy
>Mommy and her friend go into her room to watch blues clues or something
>You have to save the fluffy pony - it's winter!
>You sneak out of your room and go to the door
>If you pretend you're a ninja, maybe you'll be quieter!
>You aren't, of course, but your mom can't hear you right now anyway
>You make it to the door and open it to find the fluffy pony still there - with a LOT of other fluffy ponies!
>There must be at least a hundred!
There are actually about 15
>The one mommy slammed the door on turns around and tries to clear away the tears from its face
>"ow-.. Hey! Fwuffies back! Meenie munstas no gif' smawty fwein' owies, meenie munstas gif' fwuffies wand!"
>The herd completely agrees with their smart leader
>"Yea!" "Fwuffies wan' wawm wan'!" "Behbys nee' nummies, munsta!" "Fwuffies gif' munsta owies if munsta dun' weve!"
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>You don't care what they're saying, they're fluffy ponies - and mommy isn't around to tell you you can't have them!
>You lean down, grab all the hundreds of fluffy ponies

>You carry them all to the kitchen in a great big handful
>A couple spill out and land on the floor with a hard "thunk" and you step on one's back hooves
>Those who don't fall out yell things like, "Yay!" "You new daddy?" "Whew fwuffies go?" "New daddy fo' behbys!" "Besses' smawty fwein'!"
>The one you stepped on is crying, "Whew daddy go? Daddy no wuv fwuffy?"
>You set them all down on the table - you can't wait to play!
>You pick up a random fluffy
>She shreiks with joy
>"Daddy gif' too many huggies! Gon' huwt babehs!"
>You hug her so tight to you
>She's another of those fat-fat-fatty ponies!
"Haha! How fat's ponies?!"
>"Daddy stop! Behbys no' wedy com'-"
>Just then, the fluffy pony explodes in your arms with a loud bang!
>You're scared!
>All the fluffy ponies look on in terror
>"Whew momma fwuffy go?" "Daddy ma' bad noise!" "Behbys now?"
>One fluffy emerges from the herd
>It's the smarty friend
>All grows silent as he speaks
>"Dem my behbys! I daddy!"

>You start to cry - the loud noise - as you smush around the little balls of wet skin in your hands
>What are these things?
>"Wai' daddy! Dun' huwt my behbys!" "Whew dey mumma go?!"
"NYYAAAAAAAAUUUHHH!!!!"
>You yell, as you toss the dead foals lightly towards the crowd of ponies
>Some are scared (particularly the ones they land on) but most don't even realize anything's wrong
>"Yay! Daddy gif' new behbys!" "Behby huwt fwuffy!"
>A half-week-old foal runs up to one of the babies, "Pway?"
>Its mother pulls it back, claiming that, "Behbys sweepin'. Don' ma' noise."
>The smarty friend begins to inch through the crowd of ponies to retrieve his offspring
>but you don't care - you're paralyzed with fear
>You heard a noise from the hallway
>It's mommy!
>She must be doing that thing where she has to go to the bathroom at night and she walks to the bathroom with her face up in the air
>It's usually silly, but not tonight
>She's gonna take away your fluffies!
>Then no one will be there to take care of them or feed them things!
>You look down
>You still have one dead foal in your hands

>Mommy comes out from behind the wall
>"What the FUCK was that popping noise, you PRICK?! I swear to CHRIST, I'LL"
>You cut her off by doing the only thing you can do to protect your fluffy pets
>You pull the dead foal back, and throw it at your mother's face as hard as you can
>You didn't actually throw it that hard
>However, you were closer to where your mommy actually was than you thought, and you accidentally punched her in the face
>She's absolutely stunned
>The baby falls off of her face and lands on the floor below
>Smarty friend observes the even just after collecting his other remaining babies
>"My behby!"
>Smarty friend jumps off the table, landing on the ground with a thump
>One of his legs is probably broken, but he uses his extensive logic powers to fight through the pain
>He inches his way up to the baby
>Pokes it a little
>"...behby dead... aww behbys dead!!" he looks up to the mother
>"Why you munstas kiww behbys!? Fwuffies jus' wan' wawm wand!"
>Mommy looks down on him, and a little bit of weird white stiff drips down on the fluffy

>She stomps down on him with high-heeled boots
>Smarty friend is dead
>"Whew smawty hed go?" "Why munsta do dis?" "Daddy save fwuffies fwom new munsta!" "I new smawty fwein'! Fwuffies gotta go dis way!!!"
>They don't get too far
>Mommy makes you sit down and watch her snap each one of their necks
>"Munsta be new mumma?" *snap* "Gif' huggies?" *snap* "Why fwuffies sweepin? Pwaytime!" *snap* "No! Wet smawty go!" *snap* "We' fwuffy hug behbys! Who gon' take cawe of behbys?!" *snap*
>You cry extra hard when the foals get it
>"Pway?" *snap* "Whew mumma." *snap*
>Mommy punches you in the face until you have a black eye
>You hate fluffy ponies
>You never want to see them again
>You get locked in your room
>No dinner
>Blues Clues comes on
>Man, you wish the fluffy ponies were still there

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