Nazi Fluffies

>It's world war two
>You're a German soldier
>You couldn't care less about the Nazis.
>In all honesty, you hate them.
>They started this war, they imprisoned you Jewish friends, and worst of all...
>"SMAWTY FWIEND SAYS GIF OWIES!"
>Hitler, the biggest hugboxer of all, made all of the military leaders Fluffy Ponies.
>You start firing
>You hate the hierarchy Hitler has put in place.
>Although Blond Aryans with blue eyes are to be treated as the peak of the human, fluffy ponies are to be treated as above them.
>The worst part is, this is actually helping Germany's war effort, as fluffy ponies all over the world are revolting in order to show their support for Hitler.
>The American President, FDR, was pushed down stairs by the fluffy ponies in the white house, killing him.
>A fluffy pony intentionally poisoned himself and then got himself eaten by Winston Churchill.
>And Stalin?
>Hitler and him are the presidents of the European Fluffy Pony Lovers Association, or EFPLA for short.
>Although America and Britain are still fighting, and although they have the advantage of smart military leaders, you know this will be a long war for them.
>"SMAWTY FWIEND SAYS GIF DEM OCHIES WITH DA TANKS!"
>You narrowly dodge a bullet.
>The Japanese, did however, break their alliance apart with Germany, being disgusted by German's love for fluffy ponies.
>Shit, some of your comrades have been shot and killed.
>You're all an Intelligence group, but the stupid fluffy pony insisted you all go to the front lines to give "the biggest ochies" all so he could impress a mare or some shit.
>"SMAWTY FWIEND SAYS STUPID HOOMANS STOP SWEEPIN' AND GET FIGHTIN'!"
>That's it.
>You're tired of his bullshit.
>You turn around and look at him.
>You pull out your revolver and point it at him.
>"WAT AWE WOO DOIN', DUM-"
>You shoot him the face, killing him.
>The enemy notices this.
>You put your weapons down and raise your arms.
>They accept your surrender.
>You're transported to America.
>There, you give them all the intelligence you have, and even give them methods for wiping out the fluffy pony population.
>This helps guarantee their victory.
>After the war, you move back to Germany.
>Your family had been killed due to your treachery.
>The german people, however, hold you as a hero for having stood up against the Nazis and their fluffy ponies.
>You live the rest of your life out in melancholy.
>Eventually, the Americans hire you as an Advisor in the cold war with the Soviet Union, as all the fluffy ponies are now living their, building up their population.
>Although you think of it as a nice job, you miss your family.
>But at the end of a day's hard work, you smile, knowing you've done your part in wiping out the fluffy menace.