Mountain Fluffies

>You are a fluffy pony.
>You are a strong stallion and you have a loving family.
>You beautiful special friend is hugging your wonderful babies.
>You are sitting under your hidey hole rock looking out over the lush green grass.
>The sun feels good on your fluff.
>You walk out into the field and nibble on a piece of grass.
>You feel a hug on your hind legs.
>”Pway wif babbeh daddeh! Pway wif babbeh!”
>You smile and giggle, “Otay! Fwuffy pway wif babbeh.”
>They giggle as you run after them
>You special friend comes out smiling looking lovingly at you and your children playing.
>She then starts to run after you giggling and joining in on the family fun.
>Your family finally makes it to the center of the field and falls into a hug pile smiling and giggling.
>You look up and see a single white snow flake coming down.
>It lands on your nose.
>It quickly melts as you giggle at how silly it is.
>It is soon followed by more snow flakes.
>You look around seeing snow free falling.
>Soon the field is covered in a small layer of the cold stuff.
>”Daddeh… babbeh am cowd daddeh…”
>You look down seeing your babies shivering.
>”Otay babbehs, nee go hidey hole.”
>They start to waddle back to the hidey hole as you and your special friend follow.
>You are smiling and giggling with your special friend when the snow fall gets worse.
>Your special friend starts to get nervous, “Cowd white stuff am getting mo cowd…”
>”It otay speshul fwen. We am go back hidey hole.”
>The wind starts to pick up and you see your babies struggling to trudge through the ever growing mat of snow.
>”Hewp babbeh daddeh! Am cowd!”
>”Wai’ fo daddeh babbeh! Daddeh am-“
>A gust of wind comes in blowing you sideways.
>You babbies starts crying.
>”Waahhhhhh! Am cowd! Wahhhh!”
>You try to get your footing.
>Your special friend is now laying on her belly screaming, “Hewp! Fwuffy in twouble! HEWP FWUFFY!”
>”Wai’ speshul fwen! Wai’ babbeh! Daddeh am come fo yoo!”
>The snow picks up more becoming a hard blizzard.
>You see your babies hugging and crying.
>Snow is covering their bodies half way up.
>Your special friend has ice forming around her eyes as her tears start to freeze.
>You start to truddle toward them.
>The wind picks up again and the snow gets harder.
>You try to walk forward but keep getting blown back by the wind and snow.
>”BABBEEEEHHH! NUUUU! BABBEHHHH!!”
>Your special friends screeches pierce your ears.
>You look over and watch helplessly as you see your babbies.
>They are huddling and shivering, barely moving.
>You watch helplessly as the snow builds and covers their little heads.
>Your special friend jumps up and tries to step forward.
>She tries to step forward.
>She is silent crying.
>She is shivering and trying to walk forward.
>Her hooves barely raise up as snow batters her from the side.
>A huge gust of wind kicks up and a blast of snow hits you in the face.
>You lose your footing and fall down.
>”Whaaa!”
>You get your footing and stand up.
>The snow is blasting past you.
>You can no longer see your family.
>In the white out, you have no clue which way it is to the hidey hole.
>Your fluff is now getting wet.
>Cold is starting to bite at your tender skin.
>You start to shiver.
>Snow is now covering your legs.
>You look around desperately, “BABBEHS!... SPECSHUL FWEN!....”
>You hear nothing but the wind.
>Snow is now covering half of your body.
>You little leggies are now too cold for you to move.
>The cold is burning your body.
>You have ice forming on your face as your tears freeze.
>You keep trying to move forward yelling for your family ony hearing the howl of the wind.
>”Pwease… hewp fwuffy famiwy… HEEEWWWWP!!!”
>”HEEEEWWWW-“
>Snow covers your head.
>You try to move your legs but the snow is now encompassing them.
>The weight of the snow is starting to close in on your chest.
>You try to scream but now snow is filling your mouth.
>You can’t breathe.
>Your chest is burning as you start to get dizzy.
>You think of your family as your white tomb takes you.
>Finally the snow stops.
>The once lush green field is now covered in snow.
>You and your family are now buried in a white death.
>It is now quiet.
>The only thing heard is a platinum blond walking by singing.
>”Let it go!”
>”Let it go!”
>”Can’t hold it back any more!”
>”Let it go!”
>”Let it go!.....”