The Fluffy Devil

>You live out in the country with your fluffy
>You have a well-cared for lawn a few acres large surrounded by a forest
>You spend lots of time playing with your pet
>It is a female earth fluffy with blue fluff and a purple mane
>Fluffy loves being outside
>You often sit back and watch your fluffy scamp about the yard
>She giggles running around and chasing the occasional butterfly
>Life is good, your fluffy is mostly well behaved
>You seldom have to use the sowwy stick
>As the sun sets and the stars start to come out
>Fluffy want to stay out a bit longer to look at “spawkwy pwetties” in the clear night sky
>You don’t have to work tomorrow so you figure there is no harm in it
>You make yourself a sandwich and get a bag of fluffy chow out
>You try to keep spaghetti as a special treat
>You look out your window to see fluffy chasing fire flies ad rolling on its back
>Fluffy reaches up every few minutes and waves its hooves in the air
>”Why fwuffy no weach spawkwies!” it pouts before renewing its attempt to grab the stars.
>You set fluffy’s food down on the kitchen floor
>You hear a commotion outside
>You run to your kitchen window to see what is going on
>A wild fluffy appears
>This has become common as owners throw their unwanted fluffies to the wild
>This particular fluffy is a light grey male unicorn with a dark gray mane
>Your fluffy looks confused at the new comer fluffy
>”Why new fwend no wanna huggie?” your fluffy asks
>”I no new fwend. Gwassy mine now! Yoo weave!”
>The unicorn puffs out its cheeks and causes sparkles to shoot out its horn
>Your fluffy starts to cry
>”Yoo scawing me! Pwease be fwend, pwease give huggie.”
>The wild fluffy runs up and butts your fluffy with its horn
>”No! Yoo go way” He shouts
>Your fluffy runs to a nearby bush and hides behind it crying
>”My gwassies now! Bwahahaha!” he yells looking around triumphantly
>He sits down like he now owns your yard
>You take in what you just saw
>Oh!
>Hell!!
>No!!!
>You walk to grab your baseball bat to beat the living shit out of that self-righteous fluffy piece of shit
>You stop thinking of how your fluffy would react to you killing another fluffy in front of her
>You know they don’t have good memories but you don’t want to shock her
>You have to think of another way to handle the asshole of a fluffy unicorn
>After a few minutes you think of a plan
>You grab a faceless mask and holocaust cloak from your last Halloween party
>You grab a few strings of fire crackers left over from the 4th of July
>You put on the costume and hide the fire crackers under your robe
>On your way out you grab you grill lighter and hide it under your robe as well.
>Invading fluffy is still sitting facing away from you
>You sneak up behind him lighting a string of fire cracker and throw it in front of him
>They start exploding as soon as they hit the ground
>”WHO HAS CAUSE ME TO COME FROM THE UNDERWORLD!” You bellow
>Your pony comes out from behind the bush and sees you
>She lets out a high pitched screech and jumps back into the bush
>The unicorn turns around and sees you
>He stumbles back letting out a stream of shit and piss as he sees you
>He tries to muster up some courage and gets in a defiant stance puffing out his cheeks
“M-m-munsta a meanie! You g-go way!” He stammers
>You ignore him and start talking in a booming voice “I am the fluffy pony devil!”
>”When fluffy ponies are bad I come to drag them down to FLUFFY PONY HELL!!!”
>The unicorn screams in terror. “I am good fwuffy! I giv huggies now!”
>He starts running toward you to give you a hug but you back away lighting another string of fire crackers dropping it right in front of him.
>He is so frightened by the new explosions he opens his mouth to scream but no sound comes out.
>”If you want forgiveness then you must leave this place and never come back!”
>”Or else enjoy your torment in FLUFFY HELL! WAHAHAHAHA!!”
>You laugh evilly as you slowly walk toward the unicorn with your arms out like you are trying to grab him.
>He lets out a yelp and turns to run off as fast as his stubby legs can carry him.
>You have to slow down several times to keep from catching up to him.
>You don’t stop until he has disappeared into the woods and you can no longer hear him.
>You take off your mask and costume turning back to look at the shaking bush.
>You walk up to the bush looking in seeing your fluffy holding onto the base with its head down crying
>”You OK in there?” You ask your frightened pet
>”AHHHHH! Me no wan go fwuffy hewl! Waaahhhhh!”
>You gently pick her up feeling her to start squirming yelling “MUNSTA! MUNSTA GOT ME! HEWP!”
>You finally get her to open her eyes to see its you and not the fluffy devil.
>She hugs you hard crying. “I’s scawed daddy… meanie fwuffy came and munsta came.”
>“It’s ok now” you say. “You must have had a fright. Will sketties make fear go away?”
>Fluffy’s tears dry up almost immediately. She beams a smile at you saying “Yay! Sketties!”
>You go inside thinking you need to put up a fence around your yard now.