Deadmeat Chronicles: Interactions

>You are a maroon unicorn fluffy with a light green mane.
>You are leading your herd away from the two legged monsters.
>But it seems very strange how the monster hidey holes keep getting bigger.
>You are still nibbling on grass in cracks and sipping from puddles under faucets and next to the black path.
>You bedded down your herd last night and now you are waking up.
>You look across your cooing and snoring herd.
>You see Haze crawling on his belly behind Next Special Friend.
>He gets behind her and sniffs, “Hehe… gud smeww…”
>You snap at Haze, “Yoo nuu be stwange fwuffy!”
>He just rolls on his back and giggles.
>You snort, then stand up and stretch.
>The mommy fluffy wakes and yawns, she looks over at you and smiles.
>Her baby wakes as well and quickly starts to jump around.
>You sit looking around as the other fluffies wake up.
>Haze pops up in front of your face, “Hewwo smawty!”
>You scramble backwards and get in a defensive stance, “Hase! Yoo nuu be stwange fwuffy!”
>Haze drops and covers his mouth giggling like he just told an inside joke.
>He then jumps up and skips away humming an out of tune song.
>Pookie and a couple of other fluffies walk up and say hello to you as well.
>All the fluffies are up and playing.
>The sick and hurt fluffies are off to the side.
>The sick fluffy can barely hold its head up and seem to have fluff falling out.
>The injured fluffy’s leg is red and swollen.
>It doesn’t smell pretty.
>You give the sick and hurt fluffies huggies to help them feel better.
>Other fluffies give huggies as well.
>After play and nibbling on bark on branches and scraps of grass you gather our herd.
>”Fowwow Deadmeat!”
>You start walking with four fluffies surrounding you.
>Pookie is walking next to you.
>”Yoo am gud smawty!”
>”Deadmeat am Deadmeat.” You plainly say.
>”Pookie happy Pookie fin yoo hewd.”
>”Yoo take aww fwuffy in. Yoo take bad fwuffy in.”
>You glance at Pookie, “Wha bad fwuffy?”
>Pookie glances behind him, “Yoo take Hase in hewd. Aww hewd wif dat fwuffy get biggest owies.”
>Pookie looks at you, “Hase efen gif own smawty fwens big owies.”
>You look behind at Haze.
>He is running back and forth behind the herd giggling and jumping.
>”Hase nuu wook wike bad fwuffy…”
>”Dat fwuffy am know by wots of fwuffies.”
>”Hase hewt wots and wots of fwuffy.”
>Pookie looks at you, “Yoo nuu wowwie... Pookie wike yoo, keep bad ting fwom happen to smawty.”
>”Keep yoo hewd fwom big owies wike wast hewd.”
>You say, “Wha happen yoo wast hewd?”
>”Pookie’s wast hewd get big owies.”
>You glance at him, “How hewd get biggest owchies?”
>”Meanie hoomin gif hewd big owies.”
>”Why two wegged munsta gif hewd biggest owchies?”
>”Hewd twy take hoomin wand.” Pookie says nonchalantly with a smile on his face.
>You are startled, “Why hewd twy dat? Two wegged munsta stwong!”
>”Hewd was hungy. Smawty nee nummies so twy take wand.”
>”Hoomin nuu gif wand, onwy owies.”
>Your conversation is interrupted by voices.
>”Pwease mof fwen!”, “Huggies make fwen betteh…”, “Why fwen nuu mof?”
>You turn and tell your herd to stop.
>You look ahead and see a few fluffy rumps sticking out form a hedge row.
>You start to walk up to the fluffies.
>You get close and talk, “New fwens? Wan pway?”
>One of the fluffy’s tail twitches.
>A fluffy unicorn starts to back out yelling, “Dis smawty wand! You go way or big-“
>He turns and looks at you.
>He sees you are bigger than him and looks at all your scars.
>”AHHHH! MUNSTA!”
>He falls to the ground shaking and covers his eyes.
>You stomp, “Deadmeat nuu munsta!”
>The other fluffies scamper out and look at you.
>”Nuuu! Meanie fwuffies fin fwuffy!”
>They start shaking and some make scaredy poopies.
>You see that two more males and three females come out.
>One of the females has two fluffies huddling and shking under her trying to hide.
>Bruce and Pookie walk up next to you followed by two other fluffies.
>”D-dey big fwuffies…”, “Nuu wan hewties!”, “P-pwease… nuu hewt b-b-babbehs….”
>”Nuuu…. Nuuu smeww….. NUU SMEWW PWETTY!”
>Haze come running up and gets in front of you glaring at the fluffies you have found.
>”MUNSTA! Hewp fwuffy!”
>You stomp again, “Deadmeat say-“
>Haze starts to walk up, “Nuu! Hase am gud fwuffy!”
>The fluffies start to cower in front of the light blue earth fluffy with yellow mane.
>Haze gasps as he sees the foals.
>He trots up and flops on his belly looking at them.
>”Bebbehs! Hase wub babbehs!”
>He smiles and waves at them.
>He sets up and looks at the mother fluffy.
>”Hase tink yoo haf pwetty babbeh!”
>She stares at him with fear in her eyes.
>He leaps forward and hugs her neck.
>Haze speaks like he is consoling her, “Nuu wowwy… when smawty say gif owies… Hase make owies quick. Yoo babbeh nuu hewt wong.”
>Her eyes bug out in terror and her mouth opens in shock.
>All she can manage to do is sob uncontrollably.
>”Wahhhhhhhh! Pwe-…. Wahhhhhhh!”
>”Dey mo fwuffy!” One of the fluffy shrieks as it points behind you to your herd.
>All the fluffies start to hug one another and cry.
>You get annoyed and stomp, “Nuu gif owies!”
>Haze lets go of the crying fluffy and looks at you in awe.
>He has a huge smile on his face as he turns back around to the mother.
>He sits and claps, “Yay! Yoo babeh nuu get head cwunshies!”
>He falls on his belly looking at the crying foals, “Pwease nuu cwy. Smawty say nuu gif bad owies noa!”
>Haze shoves his head under the petrified mother fluffy and starts to lick the faces of the foals.
>”Pwease nuu cwy… Hase take eye wa was away…”
>After a few licks he comes out smiling.
>He giggles and looks at the mother fluffy.
>”Eye was was am nummier wif nuu boo boo juice in dem!”
>Once again she burst out crying, “Wahhhhhhh! Bwahhhhh! Meanie fwuffy haf mommeh fwuffy! Wa-wa-waahhhhhhhhh!”
>Haze claps again, “Yay! Mo eye wa was! Tank yoo! Hase haf twaot itchies!”
>He starts to lick the tears streaming down the fluffy mother’s face.
>You and the fluffies at your side all cock your heads confused looking at Haze.
>Finally you point at Haze, “Hase! Yoo nuu be stwange fwufy!”
>Haze turns with a hurt look on his face, “Nuu! Hase nuu am stwange! Hase am gud fwuffy!”
>Bruce runs up and nips Haze’s tail, “Yoo am meanie! Yoo bad fwuffy! Yoo nee go way!”
>Haze whips around at Bruce and pushes him, “Yoo nuu gif owies to Hase!”
>Bruce jumps up and charges Haze.
>They ram their heads together with their cheeks puffed.
>They start trying to shove each other back and end up over the hiding smarty.
>You snap at the two squabbling fluffies, ”Yoo fwuffies nuu gif owies to hewd fwuffies!”
>You trot up to where the fluffies were in the fence.
>You see a dead fluffy with a wire around its neck.
>The wire seems to come from the ground.
>The fluffy is laying with its eyes bugged out and boo boo juice leaking from its nose and mouth.
>You sniff the air.
>You smell the distinct smell of oil and metal.
>You look into the yard and see the garden in it.
>It is lush and green and you feel your tummy start to rumble.
>But you smell the snappies and the smell is strong.
>Those nummies are too dangerous to eat.
>Pookie steps forward, “Am fwuffies gif big owies to dum dum hewd and take dey nummies?”
>You walk back, “Nuu, nuu gif bad fwuffies owies.”
>Pookie looks surprised, “Den fwuffiess gif dum dum smawty owies and take pwetty fwuffies?”
>You look over the cowering herd.
>”Nuu, nuu nee mo fwuffies. Haf mo fwuffies den hewd get big tummy owies.”
>Haze and Bruce slowly look away from each other in shock and look at you.
>Almost in unison they say, “Nuu gif any owies?”
>”Nuu… Fowwow Deadmeat!”
>The smarty lowers his hooves, “Smawty nuu get- ?”
>He looks up seeing Haze and Bruce over him.
>”MUNSTA! Bad fwuffies haf smawty! Hewp!”
>He lets out a stream of scared poopies that splatters some of his herd.
>Haze looks around confused while Bruce just stares at you.
>Next Special friend comes running up and hugs Haze.
>”Nex Speshul Fwen tink yoo nice fwuffy! Yoo be extwa gud to mommeh and babbehs! Nex Speshul Fwen see!”
>He rolls and giggles as she tries to hug him.
>Bruce starts to stomp, “Why nuu take dey nummies?”
>You turn and snap at him, “Dey haf nuu nummies to take! Dey nuu nee get owies!”
>Your herd starts to get into line and follow you.
>After a bit you hear from behind you, “Why fwen… Nummies!”
*snap*
>”Why fwen nuu mof.. gif hug-…urk…”
>”Fwen?”, “Nee huggies…”
>You ignore the small herd.
>You continue to walk throughout the day.
>Bruce and Pookie fall into the middle of the line.
>They seem to be talking to one another.
>Haze is still in the rear.
>Next special friend is behind you singing her song.
>”Smawty amd de bestest smawty se onwy smawty fo fwuffy!”
>”He wet Hase gif mommeh an babbeh wots of wubs!”
>”Smawty keep hewd saf and fin us wots nummies!”
>Fwuffy feew saf wif smawty because he am smawty!”
>You walk until dark time.
>You start to look for a place to hide and bed down when you stop.
>You see it across the road.
>You see the trees and bushes.
>The wide areas of grass.
>You recognize it immediately.
>You start to take off across the black path.
>A metal monster shoots by cutting you off.
>You look back and forth making sure no more metal monsters are coming.
>You run, “Fowwow Deadmeat! Deadmeat fin gud pwace!”
>Fluffies take off behind you with Haze yelling in a panic.
>You make it across the road and run across a field.
>You run into a stand of trees.
>You recognize a park.
>You recognize what home looks like.
>You have found a safe place.
>You turn smiling to your herd who are now starting to hungrily eat the grass.
>”Dis noa hidey hole! Fwuffies take beddy bye!”
>The fluffies cheer as they eat and lay down.
>The mommy fluffy walks up to you, “Yoo fin wots nummies fo momma… am gud smawty.”
>She starts to nuzzle your neck and her child hugs your leg.
>You lay and feel the soft grass on your tummy.
>You barely lay a second before you are asleep.