>Next stop, New Portsmith
>You stand up, grabbing your backpack and the gift on the seat next you
>It’s one of those foot soakers, where you rest your feet in the hot water and it feels great
>Grandma’s gonna love this
>She has no idea you’re coming, but it’s her birthday and she raised your father as a single mother, and she’s one of the sweetest and nicest people you’ve ever met
>Get out at New Portsmith train station and hail a cab
>You just hope you don't walk in on your grandma fucking her neighbor or whatever
>Taxi pulls up, you pay the driver and get out
>As you walk up the steps to her front door, the smell immediately hits you
>Shit, piss, just horrible
>You ring the doorbell, no response
>Try the front door, it's locked
>Start to panic a little, get out your cell phone to dial 911 if necessary
>Walk around to back door, it's unlocked
>Step inside grandma's house and get greeted by the worst odor you've ever smelt
>You grab your shirt and hike it over your nose to cover up the noxious odor
>A fat Smarty walks in and puffs his cheeks at you
>DIS SMARTY HOOSE NAO, GIB MEANEST HURTIES!
Oh boy fam, whatever shall we do?
>You grab the smarty by its left hoof and lift it up
>NO WAN UPSIES NO WAN UPSIES
>"Who are you? Where's my grandma?"
>NO WAN NO WAN HEWP HEWP HEWP!
>Other fluffy ponies begin to scream and cry
>You see at least five in your direct eyesight but know there are dozens more
>One brave one runs up and starts shitting on your sneaker before you kick it away
>Even more ponies are running and screaming at the monster attacking them
>You take the Smarty and choke it against a wall, making direct eye contact with it
>It looks at you with absolute fear, as shit explodes out of its asshole and down the wall
>Place is a fucking pigsty anyway, who cares?
>"What's your name, fluffy?"
>Me... me mewon
>"Okay Melon, do you know an old human lady that lives here?"
>Dats stopid, all fwuffies know dis nao fluffy hoose
>Fwuffies take hoose from lady dummeh! Melon esplained dis!
>You grab Melon's back left leg and snap it, as he screams out in horror
>Yet another brave fluffy runs up to give sorry poopsies, but this time you're two quick, sweeping him up and bringing him next to Melon.
>"TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED OR ILL BREAK ALL YOUR LEGS. WHERE IS LADY?"
>"Hello? Is someone there?"
>They locked her in the basement!
>You drop the other fluffy who scurries off into a corner, relatively unharmed
>Still hold onto Melon, who is still hysterically bawling from the leg injury
>You open the basement door and run down the steps
>Furnace, water heater, nothing out of the ordinary
>"Oh anon, is that you?"
>"Yes, where are you?"
>"I'm back here"
>You walk towards a back room and open the door. A tiny little room, just small enough to fit a bed, television, and stove that doesn't have piss or shit
>Your grandma is immediately concerned with Melon
>"Oh no, what happened to Melon?"
>MEANINE HUMMAH GIB MEWON BIGGEST OWIES!
>"What? Anon, how could you?"
>Grandma motions for Melon, and you hand her the fluffy
>It immediately goes into poor baby mode and starts crying at how mean you are
>"Grandma, he said he killed you and took over your house"
>MEWON NU SAY DAT! MEWON NU SAY DAT!
>"Anon, he says he never said that."
>MEWON WAN TO WAK AND PWAY AND DANCIE WAHHHHHHHHHHHHH
>"Anon, you have some explaining to do"
Explain yourself you sick bastard
you niggers better be saving these for later saving enjoyment.. or you get sorry poopies
>"Grandma, he said he took the house from you!"
>"Well he didn't take it, more like I gave it up"
>"Well I was rooting around the trash and I saw that a mom had just given birth to four little babies. They were so cute and adorable that I just had to take them in."
>"Grandma, you know you're not supposed to..."
>"I know, but I get lonely. Anyway, soon other fluffies got word that I was letting them live, and more and more started showing up. They're such loving, sweet creatures so I figured that I could stay in this room and they could have the rest of the house to pray and explore."
>"Grandma, there's piss and sh... piss and poop everywhere! Your house is like something you'd see on hoarders."
>"I only go upstairs to make food and feed the fluffies. Down here it doesn't smell that bad. Plus, would you want these innocent creatures out on the street?"
>She's too far gone. Fuck.
>"Okay grandma, I understand. How about I take little Melon here to the petshop and they can fix his leg?"
>NO WAN GO WIF MONSTAH HUMMAH!
>Grandma strokes and coddles Melon
>"Melon, it's okay. This is anon. Many years ago, I had a baby. Then that baby grew up and had Anon. He did't mean to hurt you, did you anon?"
>"No Melon, it's okay"
>Melon puffs his cheeks in anger
>IF YUO HURT MEWON AGIAN YUO GET GIT BIGGEST OWISES!
>"Okay little scamp. Are you hungry Grandma?"
>"Actually, I could go for a bite to eat"
>You gently take Melon and head back upstairs
>TAEK MEWON TO DOKTERRR NAO!
>You smack Melon in the face
>YUO SAID NO HURTIES! YUO SAID NO HURTIES!
>"Shut the fuck up or else I'll break you three other leggies. Got it?"
>Melon puffs his face but nods meekly
>You take out your iphone and begin snapping pictures of the flith.
>Living room, kitchen, dining room, den - all disgusting and covered in shit
>Send all the images as a text message
>Start rooting around the kitchen
>Find a deep fryer
>He got the pictures
Answer the phone
Put grandma in a nursing home, burn down house with fluffies trapped inside, or better yet, unleash a jellenheimer to eat all the fluffies
>"Dad, you down for some spicy fried smarty?"
>"Is that what's been shitting all over Grandma's house?"
>"I think grandma's going senile, she's really gone off the deep end and I need your help. Still got your rat bat?"
>"Jesus, how bad is it?"
>"They've literally taken over the house. She lives down in the basement and they have everywhere else."
>"Every room. If the state sees the condition of this house, it's getting condemned immediately."
>"Oh boy, I knew this day would come."
>"Dad, she needs to be in a retirement home. Then maybe we can look to clean this house up and get it back on the market. Can you take off work?"
>"Yeah, I can call in a family emergency. I'll try and get there by tonight."
>You hang up the phone as the fryer starts to sizzle up
>Little Melon has been quiet except for tiny whimpers
>But you can't let Grandma know you're serving her fluffy
>She has to think it's chicken fingers
>You find a potato peeler and start peeling Melon's light green fluff off
>Melon starts screaming
>NU NU WAN NU WANT STAWP STAWP NU WAN
>You take a butchers knife out of a wooden carving block, and turn around
>Sure enough, about 7-8 other fluffies are watching you in terrified horror
>"This is no longer a fluffy house. Melon here thinks this is a fluffy house. Let's see what happens to Melon."
>You decapitate Melon quickly, throwing his head down on the ground as the fluffies flee
>Now without the screaming, it's much easier to chop up Melon's meat into what could pass for chicken
>After time in the deep fryer, adding salt, pepper, and cayan to neutralize the taste of fluffy, you have yourself a dish
>You bring it downstairs and serve it to Grandma. She loves it. Tastes just like chicken.
>Heading back upstairs, you see the fluffy that shat on your sneaker
>It's crying and hugging Melon's decapitated head
>WHY HUMMAH KIWW MEWON?
>MEWON WUZ BESTEST FWUFFY?
Why human kill Melon?
Heh... I used to piss on these threads, but I started looking at them a while back.
I'm just crazy enough to try to make an artificial species, like just for the hell of it.
This could be kinda fun, tbh.
You guys are more sick than pedophiles that keep on making loli threads, please kill yourselves
>Tell the fluffy hes not bestest fluffy that hes actually a poopy munstah fluffy and that if he doesn't want to end up like Melon he better lure all the other fluffys into the kitchen
>You bend down and look the little shitter in it's eye
>"What's your name?"
>"Okay Logan, I killed Melon because Melon told me something that was wrong. He told me this house belonged to the fluffies."
>BUT DIS HOOSE IS FOR FWUFFIES NOT HUMMAHS
>Logan didn't say that, someone else did
>You look around and can't stop the culprit.
>"I killed Melon, gave him 'Forever Sleepies' as you call it. Because he was a problem fluffy and not a good fluffy. Are you a good fluffy, Logan?"
>Logan sniffs and hugs Melon's head
>"Logan, this house belongs to me now. And I'm going to be nice for just this moment. I'm going to open this backdoor and count to ten, if any fluffies leave the house they will be free to do whatever they want. I will not chase them or come after them. If you want to stay in the house, that's a decision you have to make."
>I unlock the door and open it.
>"You have ten seconds. 10... 9..."
>A few fluffies immediately dart for the exit. Smart little shits.
>"8... 7... 6..."
>Mothers have started to gather up their bestest babbehs and run out the door
>Some simply put them in their mouths and run
>"5... 4... 3..."
>A couple more fluffies seem indecisive, while others stand their ground, including Logan who continues to cry and hug Melon's head
>"2... 1... slam"
>Two fluffies make a last second break for the door, one of them making it, the other being squished in the door as it slams shut. It's bottom half let out a torrent of bloody shit onto the welcome mat.
>You count 7 fluffies who decided to stay
>"Why didn't you leave, Logan?"
>Mewon say no hummah hoose, dis fwuffy hoose. Mewon wight.
What oh what shall we do with little Logan
anyone have the rest of this one? if there is any
yknow if u take that entire list, you pretty much just have 4chan in a nutshell...sorry but just because /b/ doesn't raid habbo hotel any more doesn't mean it's changed that much...
here is the first one, only have the 2 sadly. thats why im asking if anyone has the rest
k thanks for looking
you get my most sadest fluffy as reward