The Accused

ImmortalFluffyKiller, November 13, 2012; 00:24 / FB 6632
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>You are a Fluffy pony.
>And today is probably the worst day of your entire life.
>It's bright time, you think.
>With the meannie clouds being so close to the ground, they block the bright ball and make everything hard to see.
>Not only that, it's cold.
>It's so cold, not even your warm fluff is any match for it.
>Thinking about the cold makes you think about Daddy.
>Daddy had a nice warm house where you could always find your warm blankie to cuddle up into.
>Daddy...
>You stop, right in the middle of the cold-wet-stuff through which you had been walking, and cry out.
"DADDEH! FWUFFY SOWWEE! PWEASE CUM HEWP FWUFFY! COWD! NEE' WAWM! NEE' DADDEH!"
>It's been so long since you've seen your Daddy, you can't even remember your name.
>The wind blows against you, pushing more of the cold-wet-stuff into your fluff.
>It makes you feel cold, not pretty, and heavy.
>But you continue walking.
>Daddy left you out here and walked this way.
>After you got out of the box he'd put you in, you started walking after him.
>Calling out that you were sorry, you were so sorry.
>You didn't do it!
>That meannie fluffy had lied!

>You don't remember much in your life.
>Just images, feelings.
>You remember your Mummeh. She was so beautiful.
>You remember being taken from her by Daddy.
>You remember being punished by Daddy, being loved by Daddy, being a good fluffy for Daddy.
>But now, all you can remember is that meannie fluffy who got you into this situation.
>Daddy sometimes let you go play with other fluffies in a big green area. Daddy called it The Park.
>He'd set you down in a big area with lots of other Fluffies.
>It was so fun!
>You'd make so many new friends. You'd play tag, ball, you'd hug.
>Sometimes you'd get so tuckered that you'd get to be a part of your very own fluffpile.
>One day at The Park, you met a pretty Earth fluffy named Mary.
>She was so nice!
>She hugged you and smelled so pretty.
>The two of you had the best day you've ever remembered.
>You hugged, you played, you chased each other.
>Finally, the two of you ended up in a portion of the play area that was slightly hidden from the human mommies and daddies by a Fluffy jungle gym.
>Mary smiled at you and nuzzled you.
"Mawy wuv Walph."
>Oh! Your name is Ralph! Of course!
>You nuzzled her back, smelling her and smiling.
"Walph wuv Mawy! Mawy am pwettiest fwuffy in whowe wowwd!"
>Mary giggled at you, licking your cheek.
>That made you feel very funny, especially down around your no-no's.

>Suddenly Mary turned around and squatted down, pushing her no-no's up.
"Mawy wan' speshah huggies! Wan' speshah huggies fwum big Walph!"
>From where you sat, you could see her no-no's perfectly.
>Your own began to feel really funny.
>Before you could stop yourself, you'd climbed on top of her and began to push down.
"Enf! Enf! Enf! Enf! Enf! Enf! Enf! Enf! Enf! Enf! Enf! Enf!"
>You squeaked out with the exhertion of these 'special hugs'.
>A wave of the best feelings you'd ever felt before crashed through you.
>You could barely hear Mary talking under you.
"Yay! Mawy gun' haff babbehs! Be mummeh! Dun' cawe wha' dummeh Daddeh say! Be mummeh! Haff babbehs and giff miwkies and wuv an--"
"WHAT THE FUCK?"
>You made scaredy poopies as her Daddy came lumbering around the jungle gym.
>He grabbed you by the mane and pulled you off Mary.
"Owwies! Fwuffy huwties! Daddeh! Hewp fwuffy!"
>You were so scared and you hurt so bad, you forgot your own name.
>You curled up into a little ball as Mary's Daddy began to give her sorry slaps.
"You little s1ut!"
"Nuuhuhuhuhuhu! Nu huwt Mawy! Mawy am guud fwuffy! Bwaahahahahahaaaaaaaa!"
"Yeah right! I saw what was going on! I told you no special hugs!"
"Mawy nu wan' speshah huggies! Mawy am guud fwuffy! But fwuffy giff speshah huggies anyway!"
"Wait...WHAT did you just say?"
"Huuuuuu...M-Mawy jus' wan' pway wif udda fwuffy, but udda fwuffy am...AM MEANNIE FWUFFY! GIFF BAD SPESHAH HUGGIES!"
>You didn't know what to say!
>You were so confused!
>Everything was happening so fast!
>You couldn't even form words anymore. You just laid there and blubbered.
"Hey, what's happening over here?"
>Your Daddy showed up, looking at all of you.
>Mary's Daddy picked her up and looked at your Daddy.
"My fluffy says that YOURS rap3d her."

>Everything after that had happened too quickly for you to do anything to stop it.
>Mary cried so hard and even made bad wawa's when you tried to talk to her.
>She kept saying you gave her bad special huggies, that she didn't want them and you hurt her.
>You tried to tell Daddy it wasn't true, that Mary had wanted special hugs.
>Her daddy called you a liar. He said his Mary was a good fluffy and would never lie or disobey him.
>Your Daddy didn't say anything. He just picked you up and apologized to Mary's Daddy.
>The two of them talked for a while, until they turned around and began to walk away.
>Being carried on Daddy's shoulder, you could see Mary being carried on her Daddy's shoulder.
>She looked at you and blew you a raspberry.

>Daddy had brought you straight home. By the time he'd gotten home, the bright ball had hid behind the clouds and the cold-wet-stuff had begun to fall.
>Daddy hadn't said anything to you the whole way home.
>You tried to get him to talk. You hugged him, you pleaded with him, you cried.
>You did everything you could to make him pay you attention.
>Finally Daddy picked you up and put you inside a box.
>You didn't like the box. It was cold and didn't smell pretty.
>Daddy took you into his big vroom munsta.
>You stood at the edge of the box and cried, begging your Daddy to talk to you.
>Daddy just stared straight ahead.
>After a long time, he stopped his vroom munsta and pulled you out.
>You tried to climb out of the box to get to him, but it was too tall.
>He walked for a while, then placed you down.
"You're a bad fluffy, Ralph. You're a little rap1st and I don't want you anymore."
>Your entire world had then shattered into a million tiny pieces.
>You sat down and cried, wailing, begging, pleading.
>You weren't a bad fluffy!
>She wanted the special huggies!
>You cried out about that, only for Daddy to turn around and leave.
>You pressed up against the edge of the box, banging your hoofsies against it.
>You could head Daddy getting farther and farther away.

>Finally you had been able to flip the box on its side and take off after Daddy.
>That was what seemed like forever ago.
>You've been walking on these cold, stiff grassies for so long that the cold-wet-stuff has started to hug each other on the ground.
>It's getting harder to walk, but you press on.
>Your belly is dragging against the cold-wet-stuff, making you shiver and whimper.
"Daddeeeee....nee' wawm...pwease..."
>Your hoofsies hurt so bad.
>The cold is making them throb and ache horribly.
>Your smelly thing is leaking wa was, and you can't breathe through it.
>Keeping your mouth open to breathe makes your chewy thingies hurt.
>You can barely open your eyes against the hurty wind, and the cold-wet-stuff is still getting stuck in your fluff.
>But you keep walking.
>And walking.
>Finally, though, the weight of the cold-wet-stuff in your fluff, your growing tummy owwies, and your sheer exhaustion cause you to fall down on your tummy.
"Owwies..."
>You can feel even more of the cold-wet-stuff sticking into your fluff, weighing you down.
>It's starting to get hard to breathe.
"Daddee...nee'...wawm...hewp...fwuffy..."
>You close your eyes.

>You open your eyes.
>You can see something coming through the clouds toward you.
>It's getting clearer and clearer.
>It's...
"Daddeeeeee..."
>You try to cry out, but you can't make much noise.
>Daddy comes closer and closer.
"Hi, Ralph. I'm so sorry about leaving you out here."
>He smiles down at you, reaching down to pull you out of the snow.
>He holds you close to his big, warm body.
>You can feel the warmth flowing through you, filling your body with life.
>You hug your Daddy tight as you feel his strong, warm arms hold you tight and close.
"Come on, Ralph. Let's go home. Your bed and blanket are waiting for you. How would you like some spaghetti tonight?"
>Despite how happy you are, tears begin to fall.
"Tank 'oo Daddee. Tank 'oo. Wuv Daddee. Daddee am best daddee."
>You hug your Daddy, as tight and as hard as you can.
>You keep talking like that, praising your Daddy as he carries you back to your warm home.
>Back to where you belong.
>At home, with your loving Daddy and your toys and your blankie.
"Wuv Daddee....tank 'oo Daddee...best Daddee..."

>You are Anon.
>And you're watching a Fluffy pony die.
>It's bitter cold today, so to get home from work quicker, you decided to cut across this small field.
>Along the way, you found a Fluffy pony underneath a snow drift.
>Miraculously, it's still alive, but only barely.
"Daddee...wuv...so wawm..."
>Despite being covered in snow and barely breathing, it's smiling.
>Its eyes are glazed over. Even though you're standing right in front of it
>Little shit's hallucinating or something.
>You continue to watch for a while.
>Suddenly the glazed look leaves, and the fluffy seems to regain full consciousness
"Da...dee...whewe...go...Da...dee...nu...weave...'gain..."
>The fluffy pony begins to wiggle around, frightened.
>The last of its energy spent on its tiny fit, it slows down.
>Its breathing becoming longer and more labored.
>Finally, it stills.
>Laying its head down and closing its eyes for the last time.
>You stand there, continuing to watch for a while.
>Clucking your tongue against the top of your mouth, you turn and continue walking.
"Dumb4ss shouldn't have left home. Godd4mn runaways. Don't know what they're leaving behind until it's gone."