Fluffies and Rattlers

Splinter17, June 26, 2012; ??:?? / FB 71
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>live by yourself in one-story house in a desert area of soutern California
>one day, you go to front yard. Today is the day you mow the lawn
>you took too long doing other things and it's getting dark, so you'd better do this quick
>except it turns out you don't have to do anything
>a pack of fluffy ponies, 7 in total(1 unicorn, 4 earths, 2 smaller earth foals), has set up shop on your lawn and are grazing
>you're surprised, stray and feral fluffies aren't common here in this area, as their fluff makes it difficult to survive in this hot climate
>the red unicorn notices you as you're distracted in your thoughts. "Wook! Munsta!"
>his fellows drop what they're doing and start panicking. at least three shit themselves the instant they set eyes on you
>"What? Nuuuuu!" "Munsta hoomans mean to fwuffies!" "Pwease no huwt babehs, jus' wan gwassies to make tummies happy!" "Hewp!" "No huwt cowt!"
>judging by their reactions, they've have bad experiences with people
>"No wowwy! Smawty fwiend pwotect fwuffies! Smawty fwiend make munsta go 'way!" the unicorn says
>the scared earth fluffies, with the foals hiding at the very back, huddle behind the unicorn, who has his cheeks puffed out and is making the angriest face he can
>"Go 'way munsta! Fwuffies take gwassies! Go 'way befo' fwuffies give owwies!"
>at this point, you're not sure what to do

>on one hand, you could just chase them off now and be done with it
>the "smart friend" just threatened you after all
>on the other hand, you could let just let them eat the grass
>saves you time that could be spend relaxing
>plus, fluffy shit is said to be excellent fertilizer
>then, the fluffies would leave after they've eaten their food, or you could chase them off if they decide to stay
"Alright fluffies. Go ahead and take the grass."
>the fluffies do not hide their surprise
>even the smarty stops glaring
>"M-Munsta give gwassies to fwuffies? No huwt fwuffies?"
"I won't hurt you guys. Eat up."
>the earth fluffies start cheering
>"Yay, nummies for fwuffies!" "'Fank you, you nice munsta!" "Babehs, you get wots of gwassies!"
>you head back inside to relax
>thankfully, none of them asked if you would adopt them
>you can hear the fluffies happily grazing and babbling about how tasty your grass is as you shut the door
>about an hour later, you hear a commotion outside in the lawn
>the fluffies seem to have encountered a "munsta" from the sounds of the babbling, and something about a "mumma" being injured
>you leisurely go outside to investigate

>there's a damn rattlesnake in the yard, a Mojave, you think
>once again, the 3 terrified earth fluffies and the foals are huddled behind the scowling unicorn smart friend
>he's insanely brave for a fluffy
>wait, wasn't there a fourth adult fluffy?
>oh, there it is, flopped on it's side near the rattlesnake, not moving, and making choked rasping sounds
>neither the fluffies nor the serpent notice you
>you notice that the rattler and the corpse are a good distance from the herd
>maybe the fluffy wandered, annoyed the snake(which must have wandered into your lawn from the desert), and got bit
>"Go 'way scaley munsta! Smawty give big owwies!", the unicorn shouts.
>"Hewp! Hewp! Meanie munsta wan' eat fwuffies!" "Pwease no bite, I good cowt!" "Why mumma no moving? Whewe hooman?" "Pwease hewp mumma fwuffy! Mumma fwuffy need huggies!"
>you choose not to intervene
>circle of life and other hippie nonsense like that
>besides, no way in hell you're getting close an agitated rattler
>backed against the tree, next to the dying mare, the rattler waits for the fluffies to make the first move

>the unicorn gathers all of his testicular fortitude and approaches the rattler, babbling threats
>"Why monsta no wisten? Go 'way!"
>rattler does not like this
>it starts to rattle its tail
>fuck, even from this distance the noise makes you nervous
>the fluffies fear the sound much more that you do
>the earth fluffies audibly soil themselves, as does the unicorn
>the unicorn's brave facade breaks and he runs away, going past the shaking herd and running down the street, shouting "SCAWY MUNSTA, WUN 'WAAAAAAAAY!"
>all of the chaos irritates the snake further, and its tale goes full rattle, sounding like a miniature chainsaw
>the fluffies somehow soil themselves again
>"No wike scawy noise!" "Pwease no mo' noise!" "Why smawty fwiend weave us?! Hewp!" "Fwuffies sowwy!"
>the leaderless fluffies break and flee from your yard away from the snake, scattering in random directions, all the while screaming apologies to the reptile, which soon stops the rattling
>wait, not all of them ran
>the foals are still there

>the yellow foal is dead, trampled by the terrified adults
>the blue one was lucky enough to avoid this
>then again, being trampled could've been a mercy
>"S-scawy noise g-g-gone? W-whewe fwuffies go? Wha?"
>it notices the other foal. "Wha? Why sista sweeping? Why sista no move?"
>it has failed to notice the curious rattler getting closer to it
>the foal suddenly seems to have heard the hissing tongue as it turns to face the approaching snake
>he lets out an "Eep!" before placing his little hooves over his eyes
>you can barely hear the shivering fluffy sob "Cowt hide, munstah no see cowt, cowt hidin'..."
>obviously this doesn't work
>snake continues to approach until it can flick the tip of its tongue against the colt
>this causes the foal to lower his hooves
>"Who touch cow--EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
>the snake strikes like lightning, biting the side of the fluffy and not letting go
>OWWIEOWWIEOWWIES! MUMMA, HEWP COWT! COWT NUMMIES FO' MUNSTA! COWT HUWT!" he screeches
>the snake lets go a few seconds later and pulls back, letting the venom go to work
>fluffy stumbles around randomly while babbling and mewling about its pain
>"Owwies! Owwies! Why huwt no stop? Hewp!""
>you recall that this kind of snake has venom that attacks the nerves. ouch

>moments later the venom has taken effect
>the fluffy has been stumbling around like a drunkard, constantly tripping and babbling about the agonizing pain it's in and why doesn't it stop, please make it stop, before collapsing on its side, twithcing and rasping, seemingly having trouble breathing
>seconds later the foal is still
>once it's sure the foal is dead, the snake goes to work on swallowing it
>this will take a while, so you take the opportunity to pick up the corpses of the other two remaining fluffies and dump them in the trash
>as you pick up the mare, you realize that she's still alive and rasping, barely
>she was positioned so that her glassy blue eyes could see everything this whole time
>the screaming, the threats, the smarty friend abandoning its herd, the scattering of her friends, the trampling of her daughter, the snake murdering her son, all while she was powerless to do anything
>and you did nothing to stop it
>you shrug at her and toss her in the garbage along with the filly, figuring she won't last much longer
>minutes later, the snake has pulled the foal into its body
>it slithers off for somewhere safe to rest and digest its dinner.
>once you're sure the snake has gone away from your house, you check out your lawn
>the fluffies didn't eat as much you thought they would have
>you still need to mow the lawn after all
>fucking fluffies and rattlers