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- >Own a fluffy pony runt named Imp
- >It's been a month and a half since you first got him
- >He's still pretty small, even by fluffy standards
- >But he makes up for it by being a complete and utter smart-ass
- >Still calls you 'big man' rather than the usual 'Daddy'
- >Something about hating his father, you've never really discussed it
- >You've been reading about a fluffy pony gathering in the local park this weekend
- >You put the idea to Imp
- >"Imp wan' see udda fwuffies! Mebee dey no kno' dat Imp bad babbeh, and Imp get huggies!"
- >Kinda cute to see him get so excited over simple things like hugs
- >Fluffy instinct, you guess
- >After making a quick call to your friend Dave to make sure that he and Imp's sister, Cersei, won't be there, you begin making plans
- >The weekend arrives, and Imp is becoming more and more excited
- >"Pawk now?" "Wen we go pawk, big man?" "Imp wan go pawk now!"
- >He doesn't get this worked up about anything
- >He must really want to see other fluffies
- >You figure while you're there, you and he could have a picnic
- >Pack some tinned spaghetti, bread, butter, some chicken for you, and a few random veggies for Imp to munch on
- >Finally, you're ready to go
- >Put Imp in the passenger seat of your car and head for the park
- >Imp can't sit still in the car
- >Keeps looking out the window and jumping up and down
- "Imp, hold still buddy. You're going to hurt yourself."
- >"Imp no wan' howd stiww! Imp wanna move, wanna see udda fwuffies! See wady fwuffies!"
- >Lady fluffies...?
- >Oh right, Imp loves his special hugs
- >So THAT'S why he's getting so worked up
- >Little bastard has blue balls!
- "Well, just try and keep still while you're in the car, buddy. Don't want to see you flying into the windshield."
- >Imp ponders this
- >"Imp no wike win-sheewd. Imp stay stiww."
- >Thank whatever gods there are that he's a rational fluffy
- >You finally get to the park, grab the picnic basket and put Imp on your shoulder
- >He's decided he likes to sit up there as you walk
- >"Imp see wotsa fings up high. See nummies, see bad fwuffies, see munstas. Down woe, Imp dun see anyfing."
- >You make your way over to the fluffy area, and are immediately set upon by a rather fat woman
- >"Why hello there! A new member! And of course, a new fluffy friend for our fold! Hello little fellow!"
- >Imp looks at this strange land-whale quizzically
- >"You vewy big hooman. Eat too much nummies?"
- >Suppress a chuckle as the woman sputters
- >"You let your fluffy speak to people like that? You should give him the..."
- >The woman looks around and then whispers
- >"...Sorry stick!"
- >Imp giggles at this
- >"Imp tink wady dum. Stick no stop Imp fwom talky!"
- >The fat lady "harrumphs" and walks off
- >You're approached then by a really skinny guy, wearing a name tag saying that he's the chief organiser
- >"Sorry about her, she's..."
- >Imp suggests a word
- >"She fat?"
- >The organiser laughs
- >"Well, that's one way to put it. I'm Chris."
- "I'm Anon, and this mouthy little guy is Imp."
- >"Oh wow, you adopted a runt? Not many people can handle them, what with them being so much more fragile than your average fluffy."
- "Trust me, Imp's not fragile in any sense of the word."
- >Imp nods and grins
- >"Imp sheeky bastawd!"
- >... Ok, should probably not have taught him that.
- >Chris just laughs it off
- >"If you wanna just put Imp down with the rest of the fluffies, you can set up your picnic stuff."
- >Chris goes off to see to the other newcomers
- "Ok Imp, you ready for this?"
- >"Imp weady! Get speshaw hugs!"
- "It may not work like that here, buddy. Try and behave, ok?"
- >"Imp twy, but no pwomise."
- >He grins again as you take him over to where the other fluffies are playing
- >You put him at the edge of the play area, and tell him to stay safe and find you if something happens
- >Imp waddles off into the crowd of fluffies, who are mostly too busy playing to notice this new, tiny fluffy
- >Eventually, one stops and looks at Imp curiously
- >The cyan fluffy stops and sniffs at Imp
- >"New fwend?"
- >Imp smiles
- >"New fwend! Wan pway?"
- >The fluffy is apprehensive
- >"New fwend so smaww... You babbeh?"
- >Imp puffs up his cheeks at this
- >"Nuuuuuuu! Not babbeh! Imp is fwuffy! Just smaww."
- >The other fluffy finds this amusing
- >"You weawwy smaww fwuffy! Bwue wike new fwend. Huggies?"
- >The aptly-named Blue offers a hug to Imp, who jumps at this opportunity
- >"Imp haff fwend! Imp get huggies!"
- >Imp hugs his new-found buddy with gusto
- >"Bwue wuv new fwend!"
- >Imp is so happy at the fact that another fluffy has accepted him, that once the hug breaks he starts bouncing around happily
- >"New fwend! New fwend!"
- >It's pretty heart warming to see this runt, who other fluffies once reviled, making friends and being so happy
- >At the sound of his chanting, other fluffies come over and offer hugs to this strange small new fluffy
- >"Fwuffy so smaww!" "Smaww wike babbeh!" "Huggies fow new fwend!" "New fwend wan pway?"
- >Imp and the other fluffies begin a rousing game of tag
- >It's hard for him, but he has fun
- >As Imp plays, other owners come over and quiz you about him
- >His size, how you found him, what he eats, etc.
- >You answer all these questions, until one guy comes up to you and says something you'll never forget
- >"You should've drowned him."
- "... What did you just say?"
- >"Are you deaf? I said you should've drowned the runt. No way he'll survive, weak little shit like that."
- >The other owners are shocked at his tone, but you see in their eyes that there's truth to what the douchebag says
- "No way. Even if he is a runt I wouldn't have drowned him, or hurt him in any way. Imp's a brave little guy, I won't let anything bad happen to him. Ever."
- >"Whatever, bro. Your pussy Imp won't last more than a few months. He'll die just like the other runts."
- >Douchebag walks off to find his fluffy, one obnoxiously dyed fluro-green and purple and with a mane full of product
- >You think about his words, while the other owners all console you
- >Maybe he's right, maybe Imp won't survive much longer?
- >You give these thoughts pause as you see a Dachshund without a leash move into the group of fluffies
- >The fluffies all shriek
- >"MUNSTA!" "No huwt fwuffy!" "Mama, munsta!"
- >They all run as fast they can back towards their owners, bumping into each other and falling over as they go
- >The Dachshund has no idea what's going on, he's not exactly a vicious breed
- >He starts bouncing after the fluffies, thinking it's some kind of game
- >Imp has been watching the dog, and starts waddling towards it
- >All those bad thoughts from a moment ago?
- >Yeah, they're back.
- "Imp, what are you doing?! Get away from that dog!"
- >Imp either ignores you or didn't hear you over the high pitched squeals of "Munsta!"
- >Whatever the case, he ends up right in front of the dog
- >The dachshund looks at Imp curiously, as if he's not sure what this creature is
- >Imp looks back and gives his usual lop-sided grin
- >"Yoo no munsta. Yoo dog."
- >The dachshund just pants and sits down in front of Imp
- >"Imp no 'fwaid. Yoo no wan' huwt fwuffies. Jus wan' pway. Yoo good dog."
- >The dachshund hears the words "good dog" and this sets his tail to wagging
- >The dog rolls over onto his back
- >Imp waddles over and starts rubbing the dog's belly with his hooves
- >Imp's new doggy friend seems to like this
- >"Yoo new fwend too. Imp wuv doggy."
- >The dog rolls back over and lays on his belly
- >Imp has a think, and then starts climbing onto the dog's back
- >Imp holds onto the dog's collar
- >"Go fass, doggy!"
- >The dog starts running towards you and the rest of the owners, tail wagging all the way
- >Imp giggles and laughs as the he bounces along on the dog's back
- >The other owners have witnessed this and are all laughing
- >You share a laugh too, completely in awe of Imp
- >Not only has he made friends with other fluffies, but now he's making friends with dogs!
- >In the back of your mind, you're just happy it was a Dachshund and not a German Shepherd
- >Imp rides his new doggy chum right up to you
- >"Big man, wook! Imp make new fwend! It doggy! Take doggy home?"
- >You look the dog over
- >Well, it obviously has a collar, so it must belong to someone out here
- "I don't think so, buddy. This dog has an owner, see?"
- >You point the collar out to Imp
- >"Awww! Wan' doggy come home wif Imp! Imp stay best fwends wif doggy!"
- >One of the owners speaks up
- >"Actually, that little dog lives here in the park. He has no owner. We don't know where the collar came from. He just frightens the fluffies."
- >So, looks like you can take Imp's new friend home with you
- >But can you really keep another creature in your house?
- >You look to Imp, who has climbed off the dog and started rubbing his belly again
- >You make your decision
- "Imp, we're going to have to buy another basket."
- >Imp's face lights up and he starts jumping around again
- >"Doggy fwend wive wif Imp an' big man! Imp wuv doggy and big man!"
- >He hugs the dog, then runs at you and hugs your shoe, you expect, as tightly as he can
- >The other owners all agree that Imp is the happiest fluffy they've ever seen
- >Even the other fluffies start waddling back over to meet Imp's dog
- >Imp sees one of them, a female, and goes over to nuzzle her
- >"Yoo pwetty fwuffy. Wuv fwuffy."
- >The female nuzzles back
- >"Yoo bwave fwuffy! Wuv smaww bwave fwuffy!"
- >Imp grins as both he and his new fluffy friend waddle off into the bushes
- >Yup, looks like coming to the park was the best idea ever.
- END OF PART 3
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