Concert in the Park

1/2
>Big concert in the city park.
>Problem; feral fluffy ponies infest main lawn.
>At least 180 of them out there in several groups.
>City has no extermination budget.
>Concert promoters have to pay for removal.
>Get the job.
>$12 hour...better than your night job.
>Get a yellow vest, a bag and a stick.
>Stick has big nail hammered thru end.
>Police are already setting up crowd control fences.
>This will contain fluffy ponies as well.
>Time to clean up the trash.
>Fluffies grazing and playing happily.
>First fluffies approach cleaning crew without fear.
>"Wan' pway?" "New fwiends!"
>Sticks slam down on fluffies.
>Screaming fluffy ponies are impaled on nails.
>One stab does not kill.
>Have to hold wounded fluffy ponies down wwith foot.
>Multiple stabs do the trick.
>Fluffy ponies writhe & scream in agony.
>No more emotion than picking up a piece of trash.
>Dead fluffies go in the bag.
>Foals are too scared to leave their mothers, even when dead.
>They do not run, just cling to mothers' fluff, wailing.
>Don't even waste effort on stabbing foals.
>Babies just go straight in the dead bag.
>Lots more to collect.
>Terrified fluffy ponies are now running wildly.
>Escape is blocked by police fences.
>Total fluffy panic.

2/2
>Chaos, scared fluffy ponies running with no idea where they're going.
>Other clean up crew members having fun with it.
>Kicking terrified fluffies to eachother like soccer ball.
>Jamaican guys and Mexican guys start a game.
>Everybody laughing, having a good time.
>Friendship is magic.
>Except for fluffy ponies.
>Fluffy ponies try to flee.
>It's not very effective.
>Death is everywhere.
>Fluffy screams turn to bloody gurgling as nail sticks hammer fluffy bodies.
>Finally, bags are starting to get full.
>A small pickup truck drives out to collect trash bags.
>Crew runs down last survivors.
>Brown & white pegasus fluffy tries to run from you.
>Pees in terror then slips in his own piss.
>Slam stick down...catch its front leg.
>Fluffy howls in agony.
>Before you can make the kill, fluffy rolls over.
>Crying and clutching wounded leg.
>"Pweease! Don't huwt fwuffy...fwuffy weave...pwease!"
"Sorry buddy, I'm just doing my job."
>"Nooo...pwease, just wait wittle bit."
>Fluffy pony begs for his life.
>"Am smawt fwuffy.  Am undewstand! You no wan' fwuffies hewe...Fwuffy go away...pwease?"
>You know this fluffy won't go away.
>He'll try but that leg is shattered.
>He'll drag himself to a bush and hide.
>You have a job to do.
>Fluffy pony is choked by tears.
>"Pwease...pwease no stabby huwt stick...pwease!"
"I'll make this quick."
>Carefully place nail directly over heart.
>One swift push=one quick scream.
>Fluffy pony is dead, goes in the bag.

>Promoter is happy.
>Get free tickets to show.
>During concert, cop a feel on some chick's titty.
>She's into it...gives you an hand job.
>fuckyeah.jpg
>Notice you are standing right where little buddy died.
>That is your good luck spot from now on.