The Storm

>It's the middle of the night and a storm is raging outside
>Raining sideways and earth shaking thunder, the lightning doesn't appear to far off
>You are sleeping like a baby, you always do during these storms, at least until...
>"Daddy daddy!" Your little yellow fluffy cries as you feel him hopping up and down on your chest
>You grumble and open your eyes, glaring at the little fluffy
>His butt fluff is already coated in shit and piss, lovely
>"What do you want fluffy? I have work in the morning." You growl, not happy to be awoken from your peaceful slumber
>"Woud noise scawy! Fwuffy scawed!" hhe cries, tears in his eyes "Gif fwuffy huggies." She insists
>"No, fluffy. Go back to your bed and be quiet" you growl at him
>Her crying only gets louder "Bu' fwuffy scawed! Why no huggies fwuffy?! Pwease hewp fwuffy!" she begs
>"I said get OUT!" you shout now
>Fluffy sobs and jumps off your bed, landing with an "Ouchies!" before continuing on his sobbing fit down the hall
>You roll your eyes and lay back down, time to catch up on that sleep
>Not even a minute and you hear a boom of thunder, and the screaming gets closer now
>He jumps right back onto your fucking bed, screaming at the top of his lunges "Save fwuffy! Woud munsta wanna huwt fwuffy!" he pleads
>"The fucking lightning doesn't want to hurt you, you little shit, but you're quickly making ME want to." you threaten
>He only screeches louder "FWUFFY SCAWED! NO HUWT FWUFFY! PWEASE GIVE HUGG-"
>His sentence is cut off by the back of your hand coming across his face, knocking him over onto his side
>He flails his legs madly, sobbing his eyes out, pathetically attempting to roll over on his hooves "No huwt fwuffy! Gif huggies pwease!" he begs
>Shuffling your foot around under the blanket, you balance the fluffy under your foot, through the blankets
>He's still sobbing when you kick your foot upward, launching the fluffy into the air
>He lands next to the bed and he shrieks in pain, limping down the hall screaming "Daddy no wuv fwuffy! Give fwuffy big ouchies!" he cries, you probably dislocated one of his legs
>Groaning you curl up in your sheets and close your eyes, trying to get some sleep
>You don't even go two minutes without another crack of thunder and the little shit stain is at the foot of your bed, no longer having the ability to climb up with his front left leg dislocated "Scawy noise! Hug fwuffy now pwease!" he shouts
>"UGH!" you shout, as you sit up right, the fluffy recoils slightly
>You pull the sheets down and spin around, getting out of the bed
>He attempts to run away now, but you grab one of his back legs and lift him up, staring him in the eyes
>He's sniffling and crying "Huggies?" he asks
>He screams in pain as you grab his leg an forcibly shove it back into place "OWIES! WHY HUWT FWUFFY?!"
>You turn him around and glare right into his eyes "You don't like the storm, huh?" you ask
>"Fwuffy no wike woud boomy noise. Wan' huggies" he whimpers
>"Come on you little shit." you grumble as you carry him out of your room by his scruff
>He wriggles uselessly in your grip "Wet fwuffy down! Fwuffy be good!" he pleads
>You ignore him as you reach into the closet and force his harness on
>He shouts and whines as there is fluff obviously stuck in the buckles
>You tighten the harness and he continues to squirming and whining "Too tigh'! Fwuffy can' bweathe!" he complains, even though he could breathe just fine
>You hook up a very long leash to his harness and you lift him up by the leash
>He wriggles his little legs furiously as you open the front door and step into the lawn "No wan' out! Scawy ou'side!"
>You ignore him, he's blowing sideways in the wind and rain
>You get up on your tip-toes, and securely tie the leash to a branch of the tree
>Fluffy is screaming his heart out "NO WIKE GAME! WET FWUFFY DOWN! FWUFFY SCAWED! GIF HUGGIES! BWING INSIDE!" It bawls as loud as it can
>You ignore it an turn around, going back inside an toweling yourself off
>You sit down on the couch and look out the window, the fluffy is blowing all over the place, shitting and pissing violently as thunder cracks "PWEASE! HEWP FWUFFY! FWUFFY SCAWED! WAN' DADDY!"
>You wants him continue to flail around in the violent winds, occasionally smacking into the tree
>You enjoy the show for a few minutes before standing up and heading to bed
>You sleep soundly the whole night, while fluffy shrieks, sobs, shits and whines out in the storm where you can't hear him
>You wake up in the morning to find your fluffy pony soaked to the bone, looking like a drowned rat, still sniffling and mumbling
>He definitely didn't get any sleep last night, and he's probably completely emptied the contents of his bowels
>You walk up to him and he looks at you with terrified eyes
>Reaching over you unhook his leash an he falls onto the muddy ground with just a light grunt, no energy to whine "ouchies"
>Picking up you undo the harness and toss it to the side, asking him "Did you learn your lesson?"
>He whimpers and cries, shaking in terror
>You give him a goo violent shake before asking again "I saaaid... Did you LEARN YOU LESSON?!" you shout this time
>Fluffy squeaks in fear "Fwu-Fwuffy nevah bovur d-d-daddy at night"
>You give it another good violent shake "Wrong answer" you spout
>He sniffles, feeling the tears come up "Fw-...Fwu... Fwuffy n-nevah bover d-daddy... Evuh again..." he manages to squeeze out of his throat
>"Damn right you wont" you assure him as you pull your arm back and toss him into the street
>He lands with a crack and a shriek and he limps off as fast as he can, sobbing "Daddy no wuv fwuffy!"
>You go back to bed cook yourself some eggs for breakfast
>Gonna be a peaceful morning