Fall of Cleveland 38 - Fluffy Theater of Tomorrow

http://www.fluffybooru.org/post/view/1536

Written by philsrobeighn

Fluffy Theater of Tomorrow
>Be a fluffy pony owner
>Your wife and you have a fluffy pony a piece, Font and Lexi
>(Lexi being short for Lexicon)
>You consider yourself good disciplinarians
>You have put in time with a sorry stick and a sorry box
>From it, you have gotten good behavior
>No demands for certain foods, no poop outside the litterbox
>At least most of the time
>You try not to spoil them
>But now you have dropped $218 for two passes to Spaghetti Land
>Not to mention a great deal of cash for travel and lodging
>Hotels normally upcharge an unreasonable amount for fluffy lodgings
>Cleveland-area hotels seem to be even worse
>High demand for the opening week of the world’s first fluffy theme park
>Low supply of fluffy-friendly hotels anywhere
>basiceconmoics.pdf
>It has been a long day already
>Font and Lexi hit the ground running
>Every fluffy wants to get their paws on the Spaghetti Mountain
>You’ve heard complaints all day from owners
>“What?  You ate half an hour ago!”
>“Pwease daddy, wan mowe sketties fwom sketti moun’in”
>Argument, but the fluffy always wins
>Owner drops another $10 into the kiosk for another serving
>Glad you bought a $35 all-you-can-eat pass
>Had breakfast first thing
>You and your wife tried the spaghetti from the servers
>Font and Lexi got an extra half a serving a piece
>While you went to one of the vendors around the food area
>Got yourself some good human food
>See a couple of humans eating the spaghetti with their fluffies
>Either they want the all-you-can-eat or are encouraging the fluffies
>Not that the fluffies seem they need the encouraging
>You guess they might actually like the stuff
>You never cared for Spaghetti-O’s, you figure this might be similar
>Trip to the litterbox after breakfast
>Squeezed out poop just to make sure
>Then hit the rides
>Started tame with the merry-go-round
>The gentle up and down motion of the G3 ponies gets your fluffies used to rides
>Step it up to a swing ride
>Both cheer and say “Wook mummy!  Wook daddy!  Fwuffy fwy!  Weeeeee!”
>They love every moment
>Notice a few pegasus fluffies are getting back in line over and over
>Thrill of a life for most pegasai fluffies
>After that, your fluffies are real daredevil enthusiasts
>They run about wanting to try everything
>A rollercoaster that barely tops off over your head
>A lift and drop ride no higher than a basketball goal that doesn’t really drop them
>Ferris wheel, boat ride, train
>Snack, the midway
>It’s not even a proper lunch time and your feet are killing you
>“What go on nex?” Font asks
>“Wan go wowwah coastah ‘gain!” cheers Lexi
>Check your map of the park
>You don’t want to trudge all the way over to the other side for another hour line
>Not until you rest your feet for a while
>Nearby is a ride with no line
>Described in the map as a moving theatre of animatronics
>You suggest a story-ride with artificially inflated enthusiasm
>“YAY!  STOWY WIDE!” cheer both fluffies
>Walk to the large, round building
>Several signs advertise the ride as a long show
>Ask kindly that you “manually evacuate” your fluffy
>Which means squeeze the poop out of them
>The doors open after a few minutes
>You find a seat
>After a few minutes, the lights dim just a little
>Enough for the fluffies to say “Ooooh, dawk!”
>Not enough to elicit more than one or two “Waaah!  Scawwy!  Wights go away!”
>A pleasant, older-sounding voice is piped into the room
>“Welcome, owners and fluffies, to the Fluffy Theatre of Tomorrow
>Presented by Fluffy Brother's Engineering, LLC
>For your safety, and the safety of others, please remain seated during the show
>If you need to evacuate a fluffy, pull-out litter trays are below each seat.”
>As with most of the rides, the same message repeats
>Except read by a fluffy in fluffy-speak
>“Hewwo fwuffies!  We gonna watch pwetty show wit nice hoomans!
>Pwease sit in Fwuffy seat and stay dewe tiw wight come back
>If need make not-pretties, ask hooman to put you in good-poopies box
>Good-poopies box will come magicawy fwom seat on the fwow!
>Dis nice wide, enjowy da show!”
>There is a much-needed pause as most fluffies want to poop in the magic box
>Font and Lexi included
>They giggle as the magic box is replaced
>You smile as you hear tiny fans clearing the air
>Suddenly, you hear a whir of motors and the whole theatre starts moving
>And throughout the speaker system you hear a catchy song

It’s a wonderful day to be a fluffy;
Today is a happy fluffy day!
It’s a wonderful day to be a fluffy,
And tomorrow is going to be the same!
Today we have fun at work and play,
We make things better every day,
So when tomorrow comes everything will be
Even better for you and me!
It’s a wonderful day to be a fluffy;
Today is a happy fluffy day!
It’s a wonderful day to be a fluffy
Each and every day!

>As the song plays, the theatre rotation settles on a stage
>The scene is a fence in a yard between two houses with large windows
>A man in a lab coat, red baseball cap, and reflective sunglasses greets you
>You can tell by the motions and facial expressions that it is animatronics
>Still, really good animatronics
>“Hello fluffies!  Oh, and hello to mommy and daddy too!”
>The recording has a nice southern drawl
>“Welcome to my neighborhood!  I am a fluffy pony scientist!
>Wait, but you don’t know what a fluffy pony is!
>Because it is years ago, and fluffies are just being made!
>Wait, you know what a fluffy is?  How wonderful!”
>The script is well-written to deal with fluffy reactions
>It eases the fluffies into pretending they are in the past
>“We are thinking of everything here with fluffy ponies
>They are happy ponies that know how to talk!
>People are going to be very happy to have them as pets!”
>A light comes on behind the window to the left to show a happy owner and fluffy
>“Fwen!” says the robotic fluffy
>“Yes, good fluffy!” says the robotic owner
>The narrator says “We’ve made them to be loving creatures.
>When they get sad or hurt, do you know what they’ll ask for?”
>There’s a fluffy looking sad that appears in the right window
>The owner is holding it kindly
>“Fwuffy needs hugs!” the soundtrack plays
>You feel a tug at your side
>Lexi is giving you a big hug
>Her eyes are still wide and staring straight at the stage
>“These creatures are great, and have good litter training!”
>The left window lights up again, showing a fluffy moving to a box
>“Uh-oh!  Need poopies!” the fluffy says
>The lights go out and you hear an “Uh-oh!  Sowwy!”
>The fluffies gasp and giggle at the pretend fluffy’s dilemma
>“Well, it’ll be okay,” assures the narrating scientist
>“We’ve got a great treat though!  We’ve made fluffies to love a certain food!
>Can you guess what it is?”
>The fluffies in the audience shout “SKETTIES!”
>A fluffy in the right window is shown in front of a plate of spaghetti
>Shaped exactly like Spaghetti Mountain, notably.
>“Yay!  Fwuffy have sketties!” the soundtrack plays.
>“Yep,” the narrator concludes, “These little toys are wonderful.
>And things are going to keep getting better for them, because after all…”
>And the song starts up again

It’s a wonderful day to be a fluffy;
Today is a happy fluffy day!
It’s a wonderful day to be a fluffy,
And tomorrow is going to be the same!
Today we have fun at work and play,
We make things better every day,
So when tomorrow comes everything will be
Even better for you and me!
It’s a wonderful day to be a fluffy;
Today is a happy fluffy day!
It’s a wonderful day to be a fluffy
Each and every day!

>The scene continues through two more rotations
>Each one paints a sugar-coated picture of the brief history of fluffy pony
>The second shows feral herds with a good smarty friend
>A large African-American arresting abusers
>The third is showing more modern fluffy relations
>The fluffies in the audience are enraptured with the fluffies on stage
>You find yourself enjoying the story too
>You remember when fluffies first came on the scene
>How they were prone to drowning, pooping everywhere
>You swore you’d never get one
>But as time marched on, things got better
>Techniques in breeding and training made fluffies better disciplined
>Fluffy herds are learning to stay safe underground too
>Some of them have even taken up basket-weaving
>Some of them build bracelets and sell them on the streets
>You watch the third scene wind down
>One of the underground feral fluffies is in a tête-à-tête with the narrator
>“Don’t worry fluffy, we’re working to make things better!”
>“You weaw asshowl, mistah.”
>“Oh, poor fluffy.  Hey everyone, let’s cheer him up by singing our song!”
>The song has been repeated so many times, even fluffies have it down
>And you’ve got such a nice feeling about the progress of fluffies, you want to sing
It’s a wonderful day to be a fluffy;
Today is a happy fluffy day!
It’s a wonderful day to be a fluffy,
And tomorrow is going to be the same!
Today we have fun at work and play,
We make things better every day,
So when tomorrow comes everything will be
Even better for you and me!
It’s a wonderful day to be a fluffy;
Today is a happy fluffy day!
It’s a wonderful day to be a fluffy
Each and every day!
>Now the scene shows the future
>At least as envisioned by Fluffy Brother's Engineering, LLC
>Products of the future abound
>A television that broadcasts a sub-frequency understandable by fluffies
>The fluffies now converse about politics and world affairs
>A fluffy automated kitchen
>The fluffies now make their own Spaghetti-mountain shaped spaghetti
>Video games so intuitive that fluffies play along with owners
>“Wook, Dawe,” an animatronic fluffy says, “Fwuffy scowe ovah nine towsan!”
>“What?  Nine thousand?” says the animatronic host
>The fluffy kitchen of the future translates that into a spaghetti order
>Starts spraying spaghetti
>(straight up, you notice, so that it all lands in the sink again)
>“Well,” the robotic host says, tipping his Jetsons-esque red cap
>“That’s what tomorrow will bring!”
>“Hooway!” cheer the fluffy-bots on stage
>“Hooway!” cheer the fluffies in the audience
>And so the scene moves on, song and all, once again
>The lights come back up, and you gather your fluffies
>Employees of Spaghetti Land come in to clean up any messes
>Your feet feel much better
>Good rest
>The next day, your fluffies are getting worried about the trip home
>Have them snug in their fluffy-carriers
>“Daddy, we scawed!”
>“Come gif huggies!”
>Tell them you can’t take them out
>They nearly start to cry
>Just then, you get an idea
>You whistle the first few bars of the song from Fluffy Theatre of Tomorrow
>The fluffies perk up and sing

Is a wonfuw day to be fwuffy;
T’day is happy fwuffy day!
Is a wonfuw day to be a fwuffy,
And t’mowwow gonna be da same!
T’day we have fun at wowk and pway,
We make tings bettah evewy day,
So when t’morrow comes evewyting’ll be
Even bettah fow ou and me!
Is a wodfuw day to be a fwuffy;
T’day is a happy fwuffy day!
Is a wonfuw day to be a fwuffy
Each an evewy day!