Pillow's story

>Walking down the street, heading home
>You usually see some stray fluffy ponies wandering about, asking strangers to "pway" with them
>Sometimes you give them some trail mix and sit with them for a bit
>You like fluffy ponies but you don't really have the patience to take care of one full time
>Taking care of any pet is a chore, let alone a creature that finds a way to get itself into trouble every 5 minutes
>As your walking home you see a peculiar sight
>A large crowd of fluffies have converged on a corner, gathered around something
>From the center of the gathering you can hear a voice crying for help
>"No huwt fwuffy!" Fwuffy no nummies!"
>Sounds like one of the fluffies is getting attacked
>You swoop in slow motion style and get ready to help
>You grab a ball one of the fluffies left on the ground and whistle to gain their attention
>Fluffies all perk up and look your way
"Who wants the ball?"
>The fluffies all scream out with a cry of "BAWW" as they crowd around you, forgetting the fluffy they were attacking
>You taunt them a bit, holding it just out of range before you toss it into the adjacent alley
>The fluffy herd charges toward their prize as you go to help the one they were attacking
>Strange behavior for fluffies, attacking another fluffy pony, usually even if they hurt another one they'll instinctively hug it and try to help it
>Ignore it for now and help the little hurt fluffy
>You see the little white fluffy curled up into a protective ball
>It has little tiny bite marks on it, seems like the other fluffies tried to eat it

>You pet it a little to get it to perk up
"It's okay, the others are gone. You're safe now."
>It pokes its head up revealing a tiny horn
>"Fwuffy saffe?" It asks, looking up at you
"Yeah. You can run along now."
>Fluffy pony starts to bawl, not sure why
"What's wrong? What'd I say?"
>"F-f-fwuffy wweggies no com back yet." It cries through its tears
>You still don't understand till you look down and see it wasn't curled up at all
>It's legs have been amputated
>Everything starts to add up now
>Fluffy sometimes get amputated when they are too rambunctious to take care of, or when the owner has trouble keeping them safe, or sometimes for no reason at all
>You know this process occurs but you've never known an amputated fluffy to be abandoned
>See the little box it's in says 'Give to good home.'
>Guess whoever gave it up was in a hurry
>You hear the fluffy squeal in pain and look down to see another fluffy pony has returned and is chewing on it again
>"Fwuffy no nummies! No eatsies!"
>You scoop up the little white fluffy
"It's okay. I got ya."
>"Fank oo mista!" It mewls in your arms
>Not sure what you're gonna do with her, but you can't leave her hear to get eat by the others

>Bring the legless fluffy pony home with you
>Set her and her little box down
>"New pwace scawy. Whewe fwuffy?" She starts to shake with fear
"It's okay this is home."
>"Fwuffy home?" She asks as she stops shaking
>You nod affirmatively
>Suddenly you smell something
>"No smell pwetty?" Fluffy pony cries as you realize she wet her box
>Sigh
"And this is why I don't keep fluffy ponies"
>"Fwuffy sowwy." She says shaking again
>Pick her up and bring her over to your sink
>You know the dangers of fluffy ponies and water but you figure as long as she can't hit the faucet she should be fine
"Now I'm just gonna take care of something, so you be a good girl and wait here."
>As you set her down in the sink, she give you a look of 'Where am I gonna go dummy?'
>You giggle nervously as your realize this yourself
>You take the old urine soaked box out to the trash
>On your way back in you notice a pair of tiny hoof prints heading into your house
>What the hell.jpg
>You follow the hoof prints back into your kitchen where you behold a strange site
>The fluffy pony that was nibbling on the little amputee pony is standing next to your sink, still trying to nibble on the other fluffy
>"Fwuffy no nummie! Fwuffy no nummie!" The amputee fluffy keeps screaming as the other one nibbles away
>Grab the little fluffy and bring it up t eye level with you
"What is the matter with you?"
>He sticks his little tongue out obliviously
>You sigh as you put him outside so he can't get to the little amputee pony

>Go back to fluffy pony in the sink
>Decide while she is there to wash her up a bit
>As you turn on the water she starts to cry
>"No wawa! Bad wawa!"
>You tell her it'll be okay as you set the water to a warmer temperature
>She calms down as it becomes warmer
>You wash all her wounds, noticing that while the bite wounds are prevalent none of them managed to break the skin
>Good thing fluffy pony teeth aren't very strong
>When you're finished washing her you wrap her up in a towel
>As you finish drying her off you look around
"Now where am I supposed to keep you for the night?"
>Fluffy pony eyes a large bowl on the counter and her eyes light up
>"Bowl, bowl, bowl!" She squeals with delight
>Set her down in the bowl, placing the towels underneath her to make it a makeshift bed
"You like that girl?"
>"Wuv bowl!"
"Now that I think about it, I don't even know your name."
>"Piwwow!" She perks up
"You want a pillow?"
>Piwwow! Piwwow!"
"Oh your name IS Pillow."
>You think of how deeply troubling that is as you pet her on the head
>Look at the clock and see that it's getting late
"Well, guess its time for bed."
>You bring Pillow with you to your bedroom, shouldn't be too dangerous having her in your room since she can't get into any trouble
>Clear off some space and put Pillow and her bowl on your dresser next to your bed
"Good night Pillow."
>"Goo nite dady!"
>The two of you fall asleep as the little fluffy from earlier runs around in circles on the front lawn.