Fluffpocalypse (2/26/12)

For basic information on the fluffy-pony meme, see http://pastebin.com/xWRFBw13.

>Tending to the frightened animals after a storm
>Trying to mend the fence near the chicken coop
>Hear a sad noise coming from the Everfree forest
>Scared to approach, but hear another cry
>Can't let sad noise go, inch toward forest
>See big ball of fluff
>Pony's face pokes out
>Pony is crying
>"I'm scawed!" she says
>Herd poor thing back home
>Angel helps me wash the fluff
>Fluffy pony keeps giggling
>Won't or can't say where she came from
>Make everyone some tea
>Fluffy pony sleeps all day
>Resolve to take her to Ponyville tomorrow and see if anyone knows her
>Another storm that night
>There's never two storms in a row
>What's going on with Rainbow Dash?
>Woken up by high pitched screaming
>Jump out of bed, run to the window
>See fluffy pony blowing across field toward Everfree forest
>Gets stuck in chicken coop's door
>"Hewp fwuffy!"
>Panic
>Jump out the window
>Fly toward chicken coop
>Fluffy pony's been blown inside
>Hurry in after her
>Too dark to see
>Can't hear anything
>Not even the chickens
>Call out for fluffy pony
>No response
>Something blocks the light coming through the door
>Turn to face it
>Sudden sharp pain as something hard hits the side of my head
>Infinite darkness opens up before me





>Fluttershy comes by with a couple strange-lookin' critters
>Pair of 'fluffy' ponies, a mite smaller and a heckuva lot dimmer than a regular pony
>Whole lot fluffier too
>The whole time they're over they run about the apple orchard
>Applebloom thinks they're hilarious, plays tag with 'em
>They can't figure out how to chase her
>Fluttershy explains she doesn't know where they came from
>Asks if I could help look after 'em until she can find out
>Apple bucking season's coming up
>Apologize, tell her we don't have the time or space for guests what need looking after at the moment
>She seems sad, but accepts my answer
>Applebloom sad to see her new friends go
>Fluttershy and fluffy ponies leave
>Later that day hauling apples to the barn
>Keep hearing giggling
>Hollar for Applebloom, but she's outside
>Finally a fluffy pony falls on my head from the rafters
>Yous it now!" she shouts, giggling
>Applebloom looks up at me with big sad eyes, ask if we can keep her
>I sigh, agree for now - but ONLY if Applebloom looks after her
>Applebloom spends the rest of the day playing with or talking about her new friend
>Wants to make her a Cutie Mark Crusader on account of we can't tell if she's even got a cutie mark under all that fluff
>I ask Big Mac if we should just shear the darn thing, but he says nope
>Granny don't trust it, won't let it sit at the dinner table
>Fluffy pony seems happy to sleep by the fireplace with Winona
>Go to bed

>Woken in the night by howlin' winds, much more than the weatherponies promised
>Hear Applebloom scream
>Run to her room
>She's lookin' out the window
>Dark figures moving aroud in the apple orchard
>Can't make 'em out, but they're big, too big t'be varmints
>Tell Applebloom to stay put
>Call for Big Mac
>No response
>Remember Big Mac keeps his wood axe in the tool box by the front door
>Run downstairs
>Trip hard over something and smack head hard on the ground
>Vision failing
>See something reach down and pick up my hat
>A sharp pain, then the lights go out





>Snoozing on a cloud
>Get woken up by something going on in Ponyville
>Look down, see crowd gathering
>Applejack and Fluttershy are in town with a big herd of fluff-balls
>Fly in for a closer look
>Turns out the fluff balls are actually little ponies who look totally weird
>Fluttershy's explaining she found them wandering out of the Everfree forest
>Laugh at the idea of anything so squishy and small coming out of there
>Applejack shouts at me for all the weird storms we've been having
>I say it wasn't my fault! The storms blew in from the Everfree, nothing any weather pony could do
>Fluttershy asks if I'd be interested in looking after a fluffy pony until they can send 'em back where they came from
>I blow it off, it's not like I have anywhere to keep them and they kind of look uncool
>Crowd breaks up
>Go back to my nap
>Wake up when I hear the sound of someone struggling
>Look down and see fluffy pony jumping up and down
>Gets a tiny bit of hang-time with each jump
>Look closer, see tiny wings
>"Wan' fly!" she says, all excited
>Hold in a laugh
>Name her "Scootaloo"
>Fly down and pick up "Scootaloo"
>Weighs nothing at all
>Tentatively bring her up to a cloud
>She walks on it fine
>Almost walks right off, of course, but I catch her
>She must be a real pegasus
>"Wan' fly!"
>I figure there's no harm in looking after a fellow pegasus for a bit
>Fly fluffy pony up to my place
>Giggling the whole time, stretches out little legs like she's flying
>When we arrive she immediately starts grazing on the clouds
>Must be real hungry
>Go inside to look for something to share
>All ponies like oats, right?
>We eat oats and I read Daring Do to her, which she likes
>We fall asleep on the couch

>Wake up in the middle of the night to the house tilting hard to one side
>Could it be another Everfree storm? A cloudquake?
>Can't find Scootaloo
>Fly all around house screaming for her
>Feel the house tilt hard again
>Realize it's about to collapse
>Can't leave her behind
>Can't find her
>House suddenly drops like a stone
>Plastered against ceiling as it falls
>As it shoots through the clouds I spot Scootaloo as she passes by the window
>Mouth full of clouds





>Fluffy ponies have been moving in all over Ponyville
>Ponies taking them in while Fluttershy trying to figure out where they came from
>Even Rainbow Dash has taken one in, apparently
>In my generosity I agree to take one of the little dears in
>Not to mention Sweetie Belle wouldn't stop talking about them ever since her little friend Applebloom "Got one"
>Sweetie Belle agrees to take care of it
>They play in the spare room, using scraps to make 'dresses'
>Forced to admit, they are fairly adorable
>Inspired to create line of "fluffy fashion"
>Start to work on dresses, saddles, bridles all complete with large, poofy undersections
>Cover a whole line of ponnequins
>Forced to admit, they look fairly ridiculous
>Still, when Sweetie Belle sees them, her face lights up
>Pick one of the smaller fluffy dresses for her
>Now when Sweetie and her fluffy friend play, they both look like fluffy ponies
>Sweetie even starts speaking like her friend, which I can't help but think is somewhat rude
>Fluffy pony doesn't mind
>Quietly suspect fluffy pony doesn't even understand it's a joke

>Wake up in the middle of the night to use the little filly's room
>On the way back hear giggling coming from my work room
>It sounds like Sweetie Belle and her friend have gotten into my dress-making material
>Grind my teeth, trot angrily over to the door
>I snap that they better not be making a mess in there
>Sound of skittering hooves
>Open the door
>See nothing
>Trot inside and look around
>Everything is where it belongs
>I demand Sweetie Belle come out right this instant
>After a few moments, a mobile sheet of fabric with a lump in it moves out from behind the dressed ponnequins
>Pull the sheet off
>It's Sweetie Belle in her fluffy dress
>I ask her what she's doing in my work room when I specifically forbade her from playing in it
>She tells me "I wan' pway!"
>I tell her to stop with her ridiculous fluffy pony act
>Reach down to pull off fluffy dress
>Dress doesn't come off
>Ponnequins wearing fluffy dresses begin to move
>Realize they're not my ponnequins any more
>Fluffy ponies close in from all directions
>Fluffy Sweetie Belle smiles at me
>"You gon' pway too!"





>Lots of new ponies moving into Ponyville
>It's hard to keep up with the parties!
>Finally decide to throw one big "Welcome to Ponyville, fluffy friends!" party
>Figure I'll invite all my friends (so everybody!) and all the fluffy ponies (who'll then be my friends!)
>Fluttershy says she can't make it since she's too busy trying to find where the fluffy ponies came from
>Applejack busy with Applebuck season
>Rainbow Dash teaching Scootaloo how to fly
>Rarity working on her fluffy pony fashion line
>Can't find Twilight for some reason
>Afraid I might have to cancel the party
>On the day of, all the fluffy ponies turn up anyway!
>Oh what the hay, let's party!

>Fluffy ponies super-excited to play
>Fluffy ponies super-adorable too
>For some reason though the Cakes still didn't want the party at Sugarcube Corner
>Said they were worried for the kids
>Don't see why, fluffy ponies look like they're great with kids
>Move the party to a small barn in Ponyville useful for parties
>Fluffy ponies have a bit of trouble partying on their own
>Can't really pour themselves punch
>The cake gets knocked on to one of them and they lick her clean, giggling all the time
>Pin the tail on the pony turns into pin the tail on each other, but since they're so fluffy they don't even notice
>Gummy starts dancing, like he loves to do at parties
>Realize that the fluffy ponies just need some help to get into the spirit of things!
>Get all the fluffy ponies out on the dance floor
>They get excited, running and hopping
>Party finally taking off
>The dancing's getting kind of close
>Lose track of Gummy in the fluffy crowd
>All the fluffy ponies are jumping up on top of each other now
>Ask if they could hold on so I can find Gummy
>They can't hear me, partying too hard
>Desperate, I plunge a hoof inside the big fluffy dancing ball looking for Gummy
>Hoof gets stuck
>Pull hard, but only pulled into big ball of fluff myself
>Open mouth to scream, mouth fills with fluff
>Try to struggle, but fluff is too thick, too dense
>Breathing difficult, then impossible
>Party blacks out





>Studying the "Fluffy Pony" phenomenon
>They're all over Ponyville, like a parasprite infestation
>The other ponies seemed to come around on them though, now happy to have them
>Fluttershy still hasn't figured out where they came from, though
>Ask for her to bring a fluffy pony to the library for me to study
>Build a special containment unit for the creature
>Fluttershy brings one over
>It asks to "pway"
>Promise maybe later, put it in containment unit
>None of my tests find anything
>Nothing in any of my books on the matter
>Want to write a letter to Princess Celestia, but for some reason Spike's feeling sick and can't send letters
>Ready to give up for the day
>Fluffy pony looks sad
>"Why put fwuffy in cage? Fwuffy faiw test?"
>Feel ashamed, let fluffy pony out
>Fluffy pony so happy, jumps around the library
>Tries to 'help' me with my studies
>Can't read or write, but comes up with "espewiments", most of which are just putting books on top of each other
>Curls up on the foot of my bed at night
>Mumbles that she's my "faifwuwl stoodent"
>Go to sleep

>Study fluffy ponies for the next few days
>No results
>Fluffy pony 'assistant' does what she can to help
>Send her on errands since Spike is feeling sick
>Start teaching her to read
>Fluffy pony is smarter than expected
>Nothing can be done about the weird speech thing though
>After not hearing from my friends for a few days I go to see what they're up to
>Find them hanging out with the fluffy ponies
>None of them seem very interested in me
>They tell me my fluffy pony has been keeping them up to date on what I've been up to
>Rainbow Dash adds I should go home, another weird Everfree storm is expected tonight
>Leave feeling weirded out and ignored
>Come home one day to see fluffy pony and Spike talking and chuckling quietly
>They stop when I come in
>Working alone in lab
>Hear Spike burp a letter
>Come running to see if the Princess has any advice
>Spike tells me "It's for fluffy"
>Get angry
>Tell fluffy she can sleep in the containment unit tonight
>Fluffy sulks off with a few of my books
>Go into fitful sleep

>Wake up to pitter patter of rain on my face
>Open eyes
>Storm clouds
>Dirt walls
>Feel a splash of dirt fall on my chest
>Try to move arms, but they're tied down
>Vision clears, look up to see fluffy pony on the edge of a hole, shovel held in telekinetic grip (did it even have a horn?)
>Stammer to fluffy question about what's going on
>Fluffy pony smiles "Now I's da faiwful stoodent Twiwight Spawkle"
>A clump of fluff washes off the fluffy pony from the rain, revealing a purple coat beneath
>Struggle against restraints
>Insist Spike will notice I'm gone, my friends will notice
>Fluffy pauses mid-shovel
>"Fwiends?"
>"Wha fwiends?"
>Confused, screaming as dirt shovelled over me
>Sky disappears
>Struggle against restraints
>Finally pull a hoof free
>Start to dig along laterally
>Hoof caves in a shallow grave next to mine
>Confused, reach inside
>Hoof touches something familiar
>Pull
>It's Applejack's hat...
...

>Buck THIS
>Horn alights with energy
>Huge nexus of magic forms
>Dirt above me explodes
>Restraints fly off
>Rocket into the sky on a nimbus of purple light
>Fluffy ponies below gaze up in awe and fear, confusion on their little faces
>Stormclouds in sky above gather at my call
>Waters rise
>Lashings of purple energy lance the sky as rain falls in a torrent
>Ponyville flooded
>Filth washed away
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>Fluffy pony drowns





>Epilogue

Dear Princess Celestia

Today I learned perhaps the most important lesson with regards to friendship - don't underestimate anyone. It's too easy to start feeling superior to those who don't seem as smart or as strong as you, and it's tempting to take weakness and cuteness at face value. We want to flatter ourselves as being too clever to be fooled, but it's exactly this overconfidence that leads to our greatest downfalls.

Just because something seems innocent enough at first glance, though, doesn't mean it really is. Sometimes you need to take a second look, take precautions, and above all don't assume you've already won. It's when you let down your guard and think the worst is over that you're actually at your most vulnerable.

Your faithful student,
Twiwight Spawkle

P.S. Could you consider helping my friend Fluttershy with a problem in the Everfree? She needs somewhere to keep these strange fluffy creatures that keep showing up, and if I recall there's a lot of room in the royal garden...

(Original author unknown; most likely an anonymous poster on 4chan's /mlp/, sometime on or before 2012 February 26.)