FPAS 3

*God, why do you even keep the things? You think to yourself, as you walk to the door, labelled "Safe room." You open it to find Fluffy Pony mothers, stallions, and foals. Time to round them up and remind them of the rules.* You: Shitrats, line up! *Near immediately, all fluffies line up, except the foals, youve said it a billion times the rules are "No hating poopie bebbehs, no smarties, no bestest bebbehs, and no fighting, consequences are fast and swift. Time to say it to them*