Dale, the Asshole Scientist - 2

Vanner, April 18, 2012 / PB 168776
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>you own a fluffy pony vet and rehab center
>got a fresh batch of abandoned fluffies you're trying to make healthy again
>they’re all pretty scrawny, and barely moving
>you’re mixing up some protein shakes when Dale The Scientist bursts in
>fluffies are too weak to panic
>"fwiend?" they ask, hopefully
>"Dale is not your friend," you tell them. "Dale is an asshole."
>"I'm your biggest donor!" Dale protests.
>"asshow fwiend?" asks a fluffy
>sigh
>"I need a fluffy!" says Dale.
>"Get the fuck out, Dale."
>he takes a fluffy shaped metal case out of a box
>"Fluffy power armor!"
>he picks up one of the emaciated fluffies and plops him inside the armor
>the armor comes to life and the fluffy can move again
>"weggies work!"
>fluffy happily waddles over to food dish
>"wha? no can eat nummies? nuuu!"
>"Nice design, asshole"
>Dale scratches his beard for a minute
>"how eat asshow? Wan nummies!"
>Dale grabs the protein shake off your blender and pour it into the face mask.
>fluffy pony drowns
>"Guess that’s a design flaw for Mark II then?"
>"Fuck you, Dale."