Deadmeat Chronicles: Backyard Fluffies

>You are a maroon unicorn fluffy with a light green mane.
>You are leading your herd trying to find a safe place to live away from the two legged monsters.
>You food stores have run out and several fluffies are whining about tummy hurties.
>You are truddling along fence rows and between trash cans.
>Suddenly you whiff something good.
>Your mouth waters and your tummy rumbles.
>You smell nummies, fresh nummies.
>You run up sniffing deeper until you come up to a link fence.
>You look behind it and see a rather large yard.
>In it you see fresh grass clippings from a recent mowing.
>You turn and yell to your herd, “Deadmeat fin nummies! Come Deadmeat!”
>Your herd comes truddling up wheezing and huffing.
>You start to stab the ground under the fence with your horn.
>You look at Haze and Bruce.
>”Nee ge’ under ting in way! Make pwace undeh fo fwuffies!”
>They start to pad and dig where you are stabbing.
>Shortly the three of you make a hole under the fence and your herd starts to crawl under it.
>Your herd starts to eat the grass clippings ravenously.
>You even found a leaking water faucet so they can calm their throat itchies.
>After all your herd is full you decide now is a good time for a play date.
>You have all your fluffies start to play.
>You roll around giggling listening to the sounds of play.
>”Yay!”, “Fwuffy haf funsies!”, “Yoo dum dum!”, “Fwuffy fin yoo! Tee hee hee!”, “Wun wif fwuffie!”
>You hop up and tackle tickle a random fluffy who giggles happily.
>”Fwuffy pway!”, “Yoo am ugwy fwuffy!”, “Fwuffy gif huggies!”, “Yay! Mo pway!”
>You start to run in circles letting the sun warm your fluff and feel the breeze blowing it.
>”Yoo haf ugwy fwuff and am bad fwuffy!”
>Every fluffy stops and looks around.
>You stop and look around shocked and getting angry.
>”Fwuffies haf pway time! Who am be meanie fwuffy!?”
>You look over your herd who have laid on their bellies looking at you.
>”Dum dum fwuffy haf nuu pwetty fwuff!”
>”Dum dum fwuffy nuu haf daddeh! Tee hee hee!”
>You spin around and look at the house.
>The meanie voices are coming from it.
>You hear a raspberry.
>You stare closer and see two fluffies standing outside a window looking out at you.
>They are on a makeshift ledge built on the sill of the window with a white platic fence surrounding it to keep them from falling.
>They are wearing collars with tags and have bows in their manes.
>They are leering through the fence  at you.
>You stomp at them, “Why yoo am meanies!? Deadmeat nuu do bad ting yoo!”
>One of them covers her mouth and giggles, “Dum dum nuu daddeh fwuffy tink am gud as gud fwuffy.”
>The other gives you a raspberry.
>Bruce runs up and shakes his hoof at the fluffies, “Yoo am meanie! Bwoose gif bad fwuffy sowwies!”
>The two fluffies laugh then turn and shake their rumps at you.
>The whole herd starts to get angry and babbles at the meanie fluffies.
>Haze starts to hop around, “Can Hase gif meanie fwuffies owwies smawty?”
>Mamma fluffy’s baby runs up next to you as well as the new baby fluffy.
>”Yoo nuu shake yoo wump at daddeh! Yoo am meanie!”
>One of the fluffies turns back around and giggles, “Aww smawty fwuffy am dum dum! Dat wha daddeh say!”
>The other turns around, “Dum dum smawty nuu efen haf gud hown! Tee hee hee!”
>Bruce runs under the window and tries jumping.
>They look down again sneering, “Smawty nuu take cawe of fwuffies! Dey wook wike nu haf nummies!”
>”Tee hee hee! Smawty nuu am fin nummies fo hungy fwuffies!”
>They say in unison, “Smawty am dum dum!”
>They turn and shake their rumps again.
>Momma fluffy starts to yell at the meanie house fluffies, “Smawty am gud at fin nummies! Kee’ mommeh fwuffy fed!”
>One turns and looks at the momma fluffy, “Yoo am dum dum! Haf nuu dadeh an’ haf babbeh in bewwy!”
>All the fluffies start yelling angrily as the meanie fluffies shake their rumps even more.
>You stomp furiously, “Yo am bad fwuffy! Deadmeat gif yoo sowwy poopies! Yoo come Deadmeat!”
>Haze is hopping between you and the door, “Hase fin way to meanie fwuffies smawty! Gif owwies fo de smawty…”
>He stops hopping and gets a look of awe on his face.
>He goes next to momma fluffy and lies next to her sniffing her belly.
>The two meanie fluffies gives raspberries.
>You shake your hoofie at them angrily, “Deadmeat gif meanie…”
>You trail off and then whip your head to the side looking at momma fluffy.
>She is babbling angrily at the two meanie fluffies.
>You see her belly, she is starting to get much bigger.
>You knew she was harder to hold onto but you had not realized that she had babbies in her.
>You start to think, you never remember her giving off the pretty smell.
>But as you look closer, there is no mistaken the bulge of pregnancy.
>”Daddy am be home soon! Gif dum ugwy fwuffy sowwies!”
>Pookie stomps, “Yoo daddeh nuu do anyting to hewd! Dis am smawty wand noa!”
>One of the meanie fluffies throws her head back and laughs, “Tee hee hee! Wots smawty wan wand!”
>The other glares down, “Bu’ daddeh aways gif owwies!”
>They say in unison, “Nuu smawty efer take wand fwom daddeh!”
>Haze shuffles closer to momma fluffy and sniffs her belly closer.
>”Babeh in dere.. smawty babbeh in dere…”
>You feel a small tug in your tummy.
>You are going to be a daddy.
>”Daddeh be hewe soon! Gif yoo owwies!”
>You step back and shake your head refocusing.
>You look around the yard seeing the remnants of grass clippings.
>You start to stomp and yel, “Fwuffy wisten Deadmeat! Aww fwuffy wisten!”
>Your herd gets quiet and even the meanie fluffies stop taunting.
>”Fwuffy get nummies! Fwuffy cawwy gud nummies!”
>The herd starts to wonder and bite up clumps of grass.
>You look up at the meanie fluffies, “Yoo am meanies! Deadmeat pway wif fwuffy bu’ fwuffy am meanie!”
>One gives you a raspberry and the other turns and shakes her but at you.
>”Nuu cawe wha dum dum ugwy fwuff dum dum tink!”
>You wander to the door to the house.
>You turn and give it sorry poopies.
>When the meanie fluffies hear what you are doing they start batting at the fence and start yelling.
>”Yoo am bad! Daddeh gif yoo big owwies an sowwies!”
>You walk out and look at your herd, “Fwuffy weafe noa!”
>Bruce and Pookie look at you shocked.
>Pookie looks at you, “But dis am smawty wand noa!”
>”Nuu! Two wegged munsta come. Fwuffy nuu am able fight two wegged munsta.”
>You hear a scream of rage, “NUUU! Yoo stay! Daddeh make yoo sowwie!”
>You ignore the meanie fluffies.
>You point to the hole in the fence, “Fwuffy weafe! We go way!”
>One of the fluffies looks at you confused, “Bu’ dey am nummies hewe. Why fwuffy haf weave?”
>You stomp, “Am bad pwace! Meanie fwuffy! Fwuffy go noa!”
>Haze hops around momma fluffy and leads her to the fence helping her through it.
>Next Special Friend follows him giggling.
>The fluffies of the herd all start to truddle to the hole in the fence with mouthfuls of grass.
>Pookie looks around and back at you, “Dis am gud pwace fo nummies.”
>You look back at him, “But nuu saf pwace. Two wegged munsta gif owwies.”
>You stare down him and Bruce.
>Bruce snorts and follows the fluffies out the fence.
>Pookie shuffles and follows as well.
>You watch as your herd assembles outside the fence.
>You turn and give a raspberry to the meanie fluffies and turn back toward the hole.
>You shake your rump at them as they howl in rage at you.
>Once outside you look over your herd, “Fowwow Deadmeat!”
>You turn and lead them down the sidewalk.
>You keep an eye on momma fluffy as you walk away.
>”Ugwy fwuff! UGWY FWUFF!”