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- The Box
- >you are a fluffy
- >well, one of many fluffies, to be exact
- >see, you live with a whole bunch of other fluffies
- >they are more of them than you have weggies, seeing things, and a mouth, in total!
- >so that’s quite a few!
- >now, all of you live in a great big box
- >the greatest, biggest box there ever was!
- >seriously, this box is huge
- >all of you fluffies can fit inside it, and you’re sure you could fit even more and still have a place for poopies and sleepies!
- >it’s the bestest box in the whole world
- >you love the box
- >you’re sure the box loves you too!
- >sometimes you give special huggies to the box, just to let it know how much you love it
- >you’re not sure if the other fluffies do the same, but it would be nice of them
- >I mean, the box deserves everyone’s love
- >it’s helped you all so much
- >through poopies and saddies, the box was always there
- >today, you’re playing with your other fluffy friends when you feel wawas on your nose
- >wawas?!
- >they’re bad for you!
- >you try to run away from the wawas falling from the sky, but they’re too fast!
- >you can’t run fast enough!
- >why is the box not helping you?!
- >WHY HAS THE BOX FORSAKEN YOU?!
- >suddenly, through your tears and crying, you stop feeling the wawas
- >you look up, and see that the box is closing at the top!
- >it’s dark now, but there aren’t any wawas anymore
- >you’re still a bit saddy
- >you don’t like the dark
- >it scares you
- >but then, from nowhere, there’s a bright light!
- >a little tiny ball is shining down on you!
- >it’s nice, and makes you feel warm
- >you have to give your friends huggies just so you can share all those happy feelings
- >the box begins to shake and rattle, and you hear some things crunching and whirring
- >as soon as you begin to think of panicking, you hear a very nice voice, almost like a human’s, but very different at the same time
- >”Rest easy, fluffies. I shall protect you.”
- >you smile, and begin to sleep
- >you are Boxtimus Alpha, a mecha, in the year 2571
- >fighting off the invading Kolyarn aliens has become a daily fact of live for you
- >but you must keep a low profile when not in combat
- >when that time rolls around, you transform, your many parts twisting, turning, and grinding to become the shape of a massive shipping crate
- >the Kolyarn are none the wiser
- >while in this form, a group of babbling organisms that, according to your databases, are fluffy ponies
- >they don’t seem hostile, and rely on you for protection, so you allow them to live in a compartment
- >you installed a tiny lightbulb and opening and closing doors into it, to give them the organic feeling of ‘comfort’
- >but, today, one of the Kolyarn has spotted you, apparently seeing through your disguise
- >he rushes up to you, a bladed arm extended
- >you quickly turn into your normal robotic form, and dodge roll out of the way
- >the Kolyarn trips, and buries his blade into the ground, where it sticks
- >seizing the opportunity, you ready your dual swords, and make a x-shaped slice across the Kolyarn’s shoulder region
- >you strike circuits, and the arm emits plenty of sparks and a disgusting white goo
- >now an arm short and quite a bit faster, the Kolyarn catches you off-guard and tosses your swords away
- >he charges you, and begins to crackle and surge with electricity
- >the Kolyarn grabs a hold of you, and your optics go dead
- >along with that, you feel the fluffy compartment open wide
- >you fight through your blindness, driving your pointed fist directly into what feels like the Kolyarn’s face
- >with your last bit of strength, on your second wind, you unleash every last bit of power you have, spinning your hand around as though it were a drill, cutting and gnashing
- >you begin to collapse with the Kolyarn, when one of the fluffies pipes up
- >”We hewp, bawks daddeh! Fwuffies hewp!”
- >”Help…? How could…you possibly even know…my true identity…?”
- >”We awways know, daddeh. We awways know.”
- >”I couldn’t let you. It’s…not safe…”
- >”Fwuffies know wha’s safe an’ wha’ isn’t. Eben if fwuffies get biggest ouchies, we nee’ hewp bawks daddeh! Am fwuffy wite, fwends?!”
- >a loud cheer emits from the group
- >”Fwuffies! GIF BIGGEST OUCHIEEEEEEES!”
- >your optics come back to life, and you begin to see a rainbow of fluff pour onto the Kolyarn
- >he struggles and flails, but they cling to him like magnets
- >his vents clog with all the fluff, and he begins to glow white hot
- >”Fluffies! Stop! I can take it from here1 I can’t let you die!”
- >a blindingly bright white light pours from the Kolyarn, and begins to flood the city
- >one lone fluffy looks at you, and extends a hoof
- >just as quickly, he acts like it recoiled, as though he fired a gun, and grins at you
- >”Bang, bawks daddeh.”
- >with that, the Kolyarn explodes, nearly levelling a near building
- >you’re thrown to the ground, and feel your motherboard cooling
- >you power down
- >when you finally reboot, a fluffy stands above you, and shouts
- >”Hewd! Smawty fin’ bawks fwend!”
- >all of the old fluffies rush over, and hug your cold metal exterior
- >”But…that Kolyarn exploded…I thought you all died.”
- >the smarty grins again, and places a hoof on one of your panels
- >”Wegends nevah die, bawks daddeh. Fwuffies go in bawks housie now?”
- >”…Affirmative.”
- >and with that, the rainbow of fluffies head back inside your safe compartments
- >you are Boxtimus Alpha
- >savior of the human race
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