- >You wake up in a pretty damn good mood
- >It might be Monday, but it's a good Monday
- >Still no power, but whatever
- >You get everything done, and head, once again, to Spaghetti Land
- >Today is substantially different from Saturday and Sunday
- >There are ferals EVERYWHERE
- >Hundreds upon hundreds of thousands of them
- >You manage not to kill any as you make your way into the park
- >Very few customers are here today
- "Daddeh...why fwuffies twy bweak Sketti Wand?"
- "Because they're bad fluffies. Just ignore them. We'll have fun."
- >You get into the park, and let Sunsplash on a few rides
- >You head to the food court and hear something odd
- >Screaming?
- >Why would anyone be-OH FUCK
- "THE FERALS GOT IN! RUN! EVERYONE GET OUT!"
- >You see some guy grab his fluffy and jump onto a table
- >THEN you see the ferals running straight at Spaghetti Tower
- >Recap: That's where you currently are
- "Aw, shit..."
- "Daddeh wah wong?"
- "Nothing...the bad fluffies are trying to get in so we need to hide."
- "Sir, get over here!"
- >An employee is hiding behind the concessions stand
- >Looks like your best bet
- >You open the door and get in, making sure to lock it behind you
- "You alright?"
- "Yeah...just fine."
- >You turn around and see a 20-something girl, scared out of her mind
- >If this situation weren't deteriorating so quickly, you'd probably shit out a dumb pickup line
- >Dammit, now is not the time for that
- >Now you just have to get out of here
- >Alive
- "So...how strong's this glass?"
- "It's built to withstand gunshots...We had to take every precaution for the fluffies."
- "That's good to know..."
- >You peek out of the window
- >Thousands of fluffies have overrun the food court
- >One man is standing on a table with his fluffy
- >Over the screams of the fluffies, you can make out some music
- >He's playing the stampede song from The Lion King
- >Alright, crisis or not, this guy is fucking great
- >You take stock of your surroundings
- >Tons of food and drinks
- >You could stay in here for quite a while
- >But that's not the plan
- "Any other ways out of here?"
- "Well...there's the tunnels under the park."
- "Tunnels?"
- "They're used for moving things around. It's how all the food gets to the tower."
- "So there's a way in from here?"
- "Right...but I...well, I don't have the key, and-"
- "Yeah, don't worry about that."
- >You walk over to the door and kick it open
- "Problem solved."
- "Daddeh su smawt!"
- >You enter the tunnels, fluffy pony and smoking hot park employee in tow
- >The first thing you notice is how dark it is
- "There any lights down here?"
- "There should be..."
- >Fluffies must have chewed some wires or something
- >You walk a bit further before you come across a few dead fluffies
- >You kneel down to check for any wires, but it's too dark
- "Hey, Sun, can you make some sparks for me?"
- "Make hown wights? Otay!"
- >She sparks her horn up
- >You see 3 dead fluffies, all with electrical wiring in their mouths
- >They're still smoking
- "Looks like they died just now..."
- >You turn one over
- >Its fluff is covered with dust
- >You turn the others over as well
- >All of them have dirty fluff
- >Didn't Anon tell you a story about something like this before?
- "Huh...deja vu..."
- "What is it?"
- "My buddy told me something about fluffies with dirty fluff once...can't seem to remember."
- >You check over the wiring when it hits you
- >Fluffies shouldn't be able to chew through wiring THIS thick
- >These wires are at least twice as thick as household wires
- >Fluffy teeth would probably just break off
- >You pick up a frayed wire
- "Looks almost like it was...cut...Oh my God, no..."
- "What? What is it!?"
- >Now you remember
- >Those fluffies Anon told you about...
- >Those were Cannibal Fluffies
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Sunny In Cleveland, Part 4: Tunnels
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