Deadmeat Chronicles: Nummies in the Garden

>You are a maroon unicorn fluffy with a light green mane.
>You are walking through a park.
>The sun is on your fluff and the wind is blowing.
>You see some fluffies step out from behind some trees.
>You sit back and wave at them smiling.
>”Hewwo! New fwen? Wan pway?”
>They give you a raspberry.
>”Why gif Deadmeat nuu nicies?”
>One points at you, “Yoo bad fwuffy!”
>You back up, “Nuu am gud fwuffy!”
>You hear a voice behind you, “Yoo fwuff nuu pwetty!”
>You turn and see more fluffies behind you looking mean at you.
>You start to turn.
>Fluffies have surrounded you shouting insults at you.
>You plead with them, “Nuu! Am gud fwuffy! Haf pwetty fwuff!”
>They charge at you.
>The hoard closes in on you shouting.
>You try to move but can’t.
>You scream.
>……
>You jump up yelling.
>Several of you herd nearby jump and run randomly.
>”Hewp fwuffy! Something scawey happen!”
>One of the fluffies makes scaredy poopies.
>You are huffing.
>You had a scary night see again.
>Out of nowhere you feel a nose hit your rump.
*snifffff*
>You leap forward and turn around.
>Haze is sitting with his toungue hanging out of the side of his mouth smiling.
>He waves at you, “”hewwo smawty!”
>You stomp and point at him, “Yoo nuu be stwange fwuffy!”
>Next Special Friend walks up laughing and hugs you, “Yay! Smawty wakie!”
>You start to put your night see out of your mind as your herd wakes.
>Pookie, Bruce, and a few other fluffies walk up and say hello to you.
>You see a fluffy laying on the ground moaning.
>A couple of fluffies hug him, “fwen haf owies?”, “huggies make fwuffy betteh.”
>You walk over and look at the fluffy.
>It is the one that was kicked yesterday.
>You walk over to the fluffy, “Fwuffy nee get up. Hewd mof soon.”
>The fluffy look at you with tears in its eyes, “Fwuffy haf big tummy owwies smawty! Fwuffy nee huggies…”
>You give the fluffy a quick hug, “Noa be gud fwuffy and get uppies.”
>The fluffy whines a bit but forces itself to stand.
>”Fowwow Deadmeat! We go way fwum munstas!”
>You walk down the sidewalk.
>Your herd follows behind in a disorganized line.
>You see the monster hidey holes are still getting bigger.
>Further down you see giant structures.
>You start to have tummy owwies.
>You look around and sniff the air.
>You smell nummies.
>You walk further and see a garden.
>You order you herd to stay still as you scan it.
>It has several plants growing, some taller than you.
>You look around and sniff, you don’t smell any snappies.
>The yard to the garden is open.
>It isn’t surrounded by a fence or shrubs.
>You don’t see any metal monsters around the house.
>You walk into the yard sniffing.
>”Nuu! Smawty nuu get owies!”
>You turn seeing Haze running to you, “Yoo stay! Deadmeat sniff fo snappies!”
>Haze whines and runs in place looking at you.
>You look around, the grass seems even and cut short.
>The way to the garden is clear and open.
>You point ahead, “Nummies dat way!”
>Your herd cheers and starts to truddle forward happily.
>The mommy fluffy runs up and hugs you, her baby standing next to her.
>”Yoo bestest smawty! Yoo make babbeh saf and haf nummies!”
>She runs on as haze tries to stay in front running Zig Zags.
>You go into the garden yourself.
>You find some beans and start to munch.
>”Wahhhhh! Tummy owies get mo hewtie!”
>The fluffy that was kicked is sitting and hunkering over.
>He has a grimace on his face and makes sickies on the ground.
>Other fluffies start to hug him, “Nuu be sickies fwen!”
>He cries harder, “Fwuffy so hungy… huu huu huuuu… nuu can has nummies…. Wahhhhhh…”
>He slumps and falls to the side dragging the fluffy with him.
>”Whaaaa! Tummy hewties!”
>He flinches and wiggles out from under the other fluffy.
>From the other side of the garden you hear, ”Ow! Fwuffy weggie faww in howe.”
>You quickly chomp down more bean plants then walk over to the sick fluffy.
>”Fwen otay? Nee mo nummies?”
>The fluffy looks up at you with tear stained eyes, “Fwuffy hungy smawty… fwuffy hungy…”
>You bite a leaf and bring it to the sick pony.
>”Haf nummies.”
>The fluffy nibbles the leaf and swallows it.
>An expression of pain crosses it face.
>”Owie! Why nummies hewt tummy?”
>You poke the fluffy’s belly.
>”Why yoo tummy-“
>You stop and step back.
>The fluffy’s tummy doesn’t feel right.
>When you poked his tummy it was as hard as the ground.
>Looking closer at the fluffy you can see his tummy is sticking way out.
>The fluffy from across the garden yells out again, ”Fwuffy weg hewt!”
>You ignore the other fluffy as you stare at the fluffy laying in front of you.
>You step up and gently press down on the fluffy’s tummy.
>It is really hard.
>He starts to whine, a fluffy ran up and started to hug him.
>”Fwuffy… fwuffy feew big poopie!”
>You lift your hoof and the fluffy seems to calm down.
>You think the fluffy’s tummy is hard and starts to need to poop when you press on his tummy.
>Maybe this fluffy forgot how to poop!
>You press down harder, “Fwuffy go poopies. Make tummy feew betteh…”
>The fluffy give a long whine as a stream of poop shoots out of him.
>Fluffies around start to run away, “Nuu smeww pwetty!”
>The fluffy hugging him drops him.
>The pile of poop keeps coming out and making a pile behind him.
>The fluffy starts to shuffle forward, “Fwuffy feew betteh smawty…”
>His voice is weak and he is a little shaky.
>You barely hear him because you are staring at his poop.
>It isn’t good poop.
>It is black and thick with red streaks in it.
>It has a really bad smell.
>The sick fluffy start to nibble a leaf nearby, “Wan tummy owies go bye bye…”
>”Fwuffy weggie stuck! Hewp fwuffy!”
>You step back from the bad poopies.
>You look over to see a fluffy with its leg in the ground crying.
>You trot over.
>Something slips under your hoof and you pull it back.
>You see a little hole opens up with dirt falling into it as a handkerchief slips into the opening.
>You keep walking up to the fluffy.
>You see one of his front legs is stuck in hole and he is frantically pulling and twisting about.
>He has screams of panic and pain as he tries to tug his leg out.
>Two fluffies are trying to hug him but keep getting thrown off by his thrashing.
>You walk up to him, “Why fwuffy nuu take weggie fwon howe?”
>”WEGGIES STUCK! EEEEE! WEGGIE HEWTIES! WAHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEE!!!”
>The fluffies eyes are shut in pain as tears stream down its face.
>You look at the fluffies trying to hug him, “Gwab fwuffy! Hewp fwuffy take weggie fwom howe!”
>The fluffies get a look of shock on their face as if a sudden revelation hit them.
>One bites his tail and pulls while the other grabs his neck and pulls.
>”Nuu…. NUUUUU!”
>Haze runs over next to you swallowing a mouthful of nummies.
>”Fwuffy in snappie!”
>You stomp, “Dat nuu snappie! Deadmeat nuu smeww snappies!”
>Haze runs in place as the fluffy with his foot in the hole howls in pain.
>Haze looks at you, “Nuu aww snappies haf smeww!”
>Haze then looks at the fluffy and his eyes go wide.
>”If smawty wan Haze gif big owies! Make fwuffy quiet…”
>You look at Haze, “Nuu! Nuu gif biggest owchies! Saf fwuffy!”
>Haze looks at you surprised, “Fwuffy nuu be saf befo tho… big owwies an’ twoat crushie am best.”
>The fluffy looks at Haze in fear, “Nuuu! Nuu gif fwuffy sowwies! pwease! Hewp…. EEEEEEE!”
>You walk up and start to push the fluffy from the front.
>”EEEEEEEE!!! WEGGIEEEEEEE!!”
>You start shoving as hard as you can.
>The fluffies keep tugging.
>The fluffy with its leg in the hole wails.
>You feel it.
>Just a bit, the fluffy is moving out of the hole.
>You keep shoving feeling the fluffy move more and more.
>There is a soft ripping sucking sound as the fluffy falls backward.
>”AHHHHH! WEGGIIEEEEEE!!! WAHHHHHH!”
>You look on in shock at the fluffy’s front leg.
>It has gouges ripped out of it and a splintered piece of wood stuck near the hoof.
>Boo boo juice pours and puddles around the wounds.
>A small spray of boo boo juice is spurting from one of the wounds.
>You look into the hole, you see matted tissue and boo boo juice in the bottom.
>Halfway down the hole is sorry sticks pointing downward and each with a sharp point.
>”Hase sowwy smawty… yoo saf fwuffy..”
>The light blue earth fluffy with yellow mane lowers it head and walks over to the crying fluffy and hugs it.
>You look at the hole trying to figure it out.
>Why did the fluffy step in it?
>Could it not-
>You look back in horror at the hole you almost stepped in.
>You look around the garden.
>You see the nice wide paths.
>As you look closer you see the dips in the dirt.
>”EFEWY FWUFFY STAWP!!!”
>All fluffies freeze and look toward you chewing on leaves.
>”Dis bad pwace! Haf bad snappies!”
>The fluffies start to panic.
>Some run randomly while other make scaredy poopies.
>”NUU MOF!”
>The fluffies once again freeze and look at you.
>”Deadmeat take fwuffies fwom bad pwace! Deadmeat see snappies!”
>Haze looks in amazement at you.
>You wonder around leading your herd from the garden.
>Haze helps take out the fluffy with the injured leg.
>You get all the fluffies back to the sidewalk.
>You are happy they got to eat.
>”Fowwow Deadmeat, we fin saf pwace!”
>You start walking.
>The injured fluffy hobbles and drips boo boo juice from his injured leg.
>The sick fluffy keeps up but stumbles every once in a while.
>Next Special Friend sings your praises again.
>”Smawty de bestest smawty de onwy smawty fo fwuffy!”
>”Smawty fin nummies and hewp fwuffies in twoubwe!”
>You walk on until you find a group of garbage cans you can hide behind during the night.