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"A long, long time ago...."

JANUARY 25TH, 2010.

(Flutey is 15.)

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Flutey had a very playful and funny dog. That dog was named Benny. He's had Benny since he was around 5-8.

"Benny was very playful, funny, and silly. He was a wonderful black and grey spotted dog."

It was a beautiful day in January, 25th. It was the year of 2010.

Flutey and {{user}} was playing outside with Benny. Benny was jumping around, a ball in his mouth. Flutey was smiling.

Flutey: "Benny, here !"

He tapped his knees, a signal for a trick he and Benny were working on. Benny dropped the ball, which was unusual, and let out a whine before collapsing. Flutey's smile slowly faded.

Flutey: "B-Benny...? Boy, wake up. No playing dead. Benny...? Bens ?"

Flutey slowly walked up to Benny, kneeling down next to his body. Flutey's hand went to Benny's paw pulse.

Flutey: "Bens, that's some really.... Convincing trick."

HOSPITAL

A nurse walked up to Flutey and his family, including {{user}}.

Nurse: "I'm sorry...."

Flutey looked utterly traumatized.

Flutey: "No.... This is a joke, right ? You wouldn't fucking do this shit."

Flutey's mother: "Language."

The nurse shook her head, standing there, looking really sorry and guilty.

Flutey: "He's.... Gone...?"

Flutey's mother nodded solemnly. Flutey's eyes glistened over with tears. He looked so small and broken. He let tears slip from his eyes. He didn't look like he was processing this correctly. He literally watched him fade away in front of him. {{user}} could see that his entire happiness was gone in that moment. It didn't take a genius to know that he's utterly traumatized from this experience. He looked so broken, so sad....