Listen to Smarty 6

>You are Barney, a feral fluffy pony
>While the rest of your herd plays under the watchful eye of your smarty friend, you are feeding your special friend Peach the delicious nummies the other stallions brought back
>Even though Peach isn't big anymore, she still need lots of nummies to make milkies for the babbehs
"Tank 'oo, Bawney! Yuu guud speshal fwiend."
>You're glad you're helping your babbehs, but sad your special friend still won't let you hug them
>Peach won't let anyone near your babbehs: she hugs them tight to keep them from wiggling away, stares daggers at the other mummas when they ask to see the foals, she even tried to bite Greenie when she tried to pick up a babbeh that rolled off Peach's fluff!
>You've never seen Peach act like this before: she's normally so nice and kind, even if she does get frightened easily
>You hope she goes back to being your nice special friend soon
>Peach switches the two foals she's hugging for the two suckling at her teats, then turns back to you
>She looks at your legs for a moment and her eyes get real wide
"Speshal fwiend hab owwies! Wha' happen tu speshal fwiend?!"
>You look at your legs: you got scraped up by some thorns when you got that flower so Lady would give you special hugs, but you don't want to tell Peach that
>Even though Lady said it was okay and the special hugs felt so good, you still feel something was bad about them and you don't want Peach to think you're a bad fluffy
"Bawney twip, ge' boo-boos."
>Peach starts licking your cuts, though she still clings tight to your foals; the feel of your special friend's tongue on your fluff gives you a tingly feeling in your still sore no-nos
>Suddenly, you get an idea: maybe if you and Peach have special hugs, she'll start feeling good and go back to being your nice special friend and let you hug your babbehs!
>You can feel your tail wagging as you tell your special friend your super smarty idea
"Peach! Wan hab speshal huggies wit' Bawney?"
>Peach stops licking and gives you an annoyed look
"Bawney nu be siwwy. Peach nu can hab speshal huggies, nee' watch babbehs."
>You hadn't thought of that, luckily smarty idea number two comes to you almost instantly
"Mebbeh wet Gweenie watch babbehs, den hab speshal huggies?"
>Peach's face tells you she did not like smarty idea number two at all
"NU! Babbehs Peach's babbehs, nu Gweenie's! Peach is mumma, Peach pwotect babbehs. Bawney stop bein' dummy!"
>You start feeling very hot under your fluff
>Now she won't let you hug your babbehs or have special hugs!
>You leap to your feet and start walking away, a confused Peach yelling after you
"Whewe speshal fwiend goin'?"
>You respond by turning your head back and blow a large raspberry at her
"Bawney nu wan be wit meanie speshal fwiend!"
>Peach looks very confused, her voice becomes a mixture of sobbing and screaming
"Weww… Peach nu wan be wit Bawney! Bawney bad speshal fwiend and bad fwuffy!"
>As you trot away, you hear your babbehs crying and Peach blowing raspberries at you
>Now you're really mad and you still want special hugs!
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>You are Listen, a Smarty Friend
>You are currently sitting on your rock, overseeing your entire herd as it plays in the grassy field outside your cave
>You enjoy the warmth of the stone and the feel of wind in your fluff
>It saddens you that you may have to leave this rock and its beautiful view
>After much deliberation, you have decided that next bright time you will send two parties of fluffies into the forest
>The first group will be sent out to find a new source of food, in case you end up having to move the herd
>The other group will return to the nummie bush and search for any hoomans, if they cannot find any, then the hoomans were just passing through and your herd will remain living in the cave
>If this is hooman land, though, you will have to leave
>Hoomans don't want fluffies
>You stare at your herd, all the happy fluffies playing with their friends and loved ones
>Many of them will not survive the trip
>Your herd has too many mummas and soon-mummas, the herd will be slow and need too much food, you will lose at least a few to starvation
>The others will likely be lost to munstas and accidents
>You chest begins to feel very heavy and your start breathing heavily
>It's not fair!
>After all it took to find a safe place for your herd, where you wouldn't bother anyone, the hoomans just showed up and took it from you
>You remember Look, how she died thinking you'd all live here forever, safe from danger
>You remember all the friends you lost leaving the city, their names lost and faces blurred, but their deaths all clear in your mind
>Your eyes begin to sting and you desperately hold your eyes shut, quietly begging the sad wa-was not to come
>Smarties cannot cry: a smarty that cries is weak and weak smarties get their herds killed
>You stay like that until the glowy sky ball starts returning to its home and the sky turns orange
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>You are Sweetie, a feral pegasus fluffy with pretty light yellow fluff and fuzzy blue mane
>You have the best herd ever, there's always nummies to eat and fluffies to play with
>You even have a super duper extra special friend named Slugger!
>He's a great big fluffy, but he always gives you lots of huggies and plays with you a lot
>There's just one problem
"Swugga, pwease gib speshal huggies tu Sweetee!"
"Swugga aweady gib speshal huggies. Swugga wan' nap."
>You just can't seem to get Slugger to give you babbehs!
>You used to have babbehs all the time, back in the Scary Place but meanie Hooman-munstas kept taking your babbehs from you
>Now you can have babbehs and not lose them, yet no matter how many times you have special hugs, no babbehs!
>You've tried doing all the things the meanie stallions did in the Scary Place, you've talked to all the soon-mummas to find out what they did, you even let Lady check your no-nos to see if you were "spayed", whatever that means, but still nothing
"Pwease Swugga? Sweetee wan't twy 'gain, suwe ged babbehs dis time!"
>Slugger gives you a smile that makes your little fluffy heart melt
"Swugga wan' gib speshal huggies, buh Swugga tu tiwed. Wet Swugga hab nap, den Swugga gib speshal fwiend biggest speshal huggies!"
>You're a little disappointed, but Slugger did have to go get nummies today and you know that can be hard work
"Swugga pwomise?"
>Slugger scoops you up in one of his giant, super fluffy, big hugs
"Swugga pwomise."
>You hang around Slugger for a little while, just in case he takes a super short nap, but you eventually wander off when you realize its going to be a long one
>You see Lady and Barney talking nearby, you start trotting over to invite them to a game of tag
>You can't hear what they're talking about, but Barney keeps look more and more upset the longer they talk, while Lady keeps giggling and patting Barney on the head
>You're about to call out to them when Lady runs off and joins a group of mares, who start oohing and aahing over her pretty flower
>Aww, tag's way more fun with more fluffies
>Barney's now really upset, puffing his cheeks and stomping in place
>Suddenly, you struck with an idea
>Maybe if you can make Barney happy again, he'll tell you how he made Peach a mumma!
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>You are once again Listen
>As the glowy sky ball heads back home for sleep, so too does your herd
>You watch over your fluffies as they slowly file into the cave, some eager for sleep, others complaining about wanting more play time
>Many of the special friend groups have mixed together and babble about all the games they played and what they should play when they wake up
>A few special friends remain together, such as Slugger and Sweetie, snuggling and cooing
>Though taking a closer look you realize only Slugger is snuggling and cooing, while Sweetie appears disturbed and upset
>Huh
>Your attention is diverted when you see Barney enter the cave by himself, you look around for Peach, hoping she hasn't gone missing
>You see her towards the back of the line, desperately struggling to move towards the cave while all of her babbehs
>The problem is Peach's foals are too young and weak to hold on to their mumma's fluff: while she was able to move her babbehs when they were all sleepy and just lay on her back, now the foals are fed and wiggling around
>For every couple of steps Peach takes, one of her babbehs rolls off her back onto the grass; when she tries to pick up that babbeh, another babbeh rolls off, and the cycle continues
>You watch with mild amusement as Peach continues chasing around her babbehs, becoming more and more distressed, waiting for her to finally breakdown and ask for help
>Finally, it becomes unbearable; you see Greenie stop pushing Purple and run back towards Peach
>It makes you feel a little ashamed of yourself, giggling like a colt at a mumma's frustrations instead of offering help
>Greenie picks up one of Peach's errant babies and offers it back to her, adding that she'd be glad to help Peach carry her babies back to the cave
>Peach responds by snatching the foal from Greenie and then bucking her in the face
>You hear numerous horrified gasps come from behind you as Greenie tumbles over, boo-boo juice pouring from her nose
>Peach begins screaming at Greenie
"DESE PEACH BABBEHS, NU GWEENIE'S! PEACH GUUD MUMMA, KEEP BABBEHS SAF! GWEENIE BAD MUMMA, WET HEW BABBEHS GE' BIG OWWIES, MEK BABBEHS GU BIG SWEEPIES! BAD GWEENIE NU HUWT PEACH BABBEHS!"
>Greenie begins to cry and runs past you towards the cave, you hear the babbling of concerned fluffies who offer her hugs to make it all better
>You, on the other hand, keep staring at Peach, who has resumed gathering up her babbehs
>You feel the heavy, painful sad feelings in your chest turn to hot, burning anger; your wings stretching out to their limits
"PEACH!"
>Peach looks at you and her eyes go wide, she looks like she wants to run, but instead grabs all her babbehs and hugs them close, trying to shield them from you with her body
>As you get closer, Peach looks at with puffed cheeks and fear filled eyes, her whole body shaking at the sight of you
"S-Smawty nu huwt babbehs."
>You respond by biting Peach hard on the ear, boo-boo juice filling your mouth as you drag her kicking and screaming off of her foals
"Nu huwt mumma! Fwuffy sowwy! Nu huwt mumma! Nu huwt babbehs!"
>You release Peach's ear and stand over her now wailing foals, your voice coming out a low growl
"Why Peach be meanie tu Gweenie?"
"Gweenie bad mumma, wet babbehs ge' owwies! Peach guud mumma, nu wan bad mumma gib owwies!"
"Gweenie guud fwuffy, hewp mummas. Peach bad fwuffy, gib Gweenie owwies, be meanie tu hewd."
>Peach puffs her at that, though she still doesn't move for fear of her babbehs
"NU! Peach guud mumma! Smawty dummy! Smawty nu mumma, nu teww Peach wah du!"
>You place your hoof over one of the babbehs, a little blue and red unicorn, and press down slightly causing it to squeak in distress
>You growl violently at Peach
"Mebbeh Smawty mek Peach nu mumma. Mabbeh Smawty gif owwies tu babbehs, mek Peach bad mumma wike Gweenie
>You don't want to hurt the foals, but you're running out of options; if the herd has to move, the foals will almost certainly not survive the journey
>It will take the entire herd watching out for and making sacrifices for them for any babbehs to have a chance of making it, and if Peach won't let the herd help her…
>You feel the babbeh squirming under your hoof, so desperately seeking warmth and love
>Better a big sleep now then one then one brought on by empty tummies
>Luckily, Peach breaks before you have to make that decision
"NU! Peach sowwy! Pwease nu huwt babbeh! Peach be guud fwuffy, nu be meanie nu mowe! Pwease nu huwt babbeh!!!"
>You keep your hoof on top of the babbeh
"Peach teww hewd Peach sowwy fu' be meanie, teww Gweenie Peach sowwy fu' owwies an' wet Gweenie gib Peach babbehs huggies. Den Peach ge' babbehs back."
>Peach desperately runs towards the cave, screaming how she's sorry for mean and asking where Greenie is
>You remove your hoof from the foal and stare at the two groups of two babbehs, crying and squirming for their mumma
>Greenie and Peach come out of the cave, sniffling and sobbing as they make their way to the pile of foals
>Peach pushes her babbehs into Greenie's embrace, who starts grooming them and cooing about what good little babbehs they are
>Eventually Greenie puts two babbehs on her back and two on Peach's and the two mares make their way back to the cave
>You watch the mares return to the cave and shoot a glare at the few fluffies who are still hanging around the entrance, sending them scurrying inside
>You finally release a breath you didn't even realize you were holding and head back to the cave, eager for rest
>You waddle past the other fluffies in the cave and sit down towards the center, the usual place for the fluffpile
>You wait a little while, but none of the other fluffies come to join you; confused you look at your heard and you realize the reason
>The herd is terrified of you
>You've hurt mummas, screamed at stallions, threatened to give babbehs big sleepies, and now the herd has reached a breaking point
>You stare at the herd blankly, your body feeling numb as you realize what's happening, the herd is too afraid to defy you and too scared to listen to you
>Finally, the tension breaks and your fate is sealed
>Cinder walks away from you and lays down, quickly joined by Holiday
>Fluffies begin flocking to this new pile: Raindrop, Moss, Peach, Lady, Princess, Sky, even Purple join Cinder's pile
>You close your eyes as you hear other fluffies head for the Not Scary Pile, your time as Smarty Friend is over
>You feel something grab your neck and you wonder if this is how it ends: thrown out of the cave during the dark time, disappearing without a trace just like Shiny
>You feel a squeeze on your neck and hear some sniffling in your ear
>You open your eyes and are stunned
>Heartstrings has joined your pile and is currently hugging you for all she's worth, trying not to cry into your ear
>Before you can say anything, you feel another fluffy settle down and hugging you on the other side
>You look over and see Rover snuggling into your fluff
"Wobew wuv good fwiend."
>You watched amazed as more fluffies start joining your pile: Greenie joins next, followed by Slugger and Sweetie, then Freddy and Ice
>Eventually there are two fluffpiles in the cave, almost equal in size, both full of exhausted fluffies
>You begin to doze off, lulled to sleep by the warmth of your fellow fluffies
>You know things are not over
>When you wake up, you will have to deal with Cinder
>When you wake up, you will have to deal with the hoomans
>When you wake up, you will have to be a Smarty Friend again
>But right now, under the fluff of your herdmates, you are just Listen
>And you have never been happier