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// 157. Boss 2 
// Story: Short Shorts 
// by Coranth 
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It was chaos; a terrified Sweetie Belle - who'd stowed away on the Support Chopper - fired a weak blast of magic from her horn at Miller as he tried to grab her, wailing in fright. Angered, the blonde, sunglasses-wearing human made to strike the poor foal with his cane... and that roused the anger of Big Boss. 

One of the Unwritten Rules of Diamond Dogs was: Never Anger The Boss. Miller was about to find out why.

Before he could even so much as breathe in poor Sweetie Belle's direction, Miller found his cane wrenched away--and then he was promptly smashed into the landing pad, the Boot of the Big Boss grinding his face into the metal.

"Urkck... Bsss!" Miller choked--and then his world went upright as The Boss heaved him up by his coat, carried him over to the edge of the landing pad... and held him over the edge! The other staff on the Command Platform knew they ought to do something - they really did - but Miller had Made The Boss Angry. You never Make The Boss Angry. It never ended well.

"I run an informal Command, Kaz," the Boss whisper growled in Miller's ear as his legs kicked futilely above the waves, "but there's one Rule all who join Diamond Dogs will follow: We. Don't. Hurt. Kids. You got that? The next words out of your mouth better be 'Yes Boss. Whatever you say, Boss' or I'll toss you overboard."

Paling, Miller whispered, "Yes Boss. Whatever you say, Boss," and Snake tossed him back onto the landing pad. As Miller got to his feet, then took up his cane and limped away - very fast - Ocelot just shook his head and sighed.

A grunt escaping him, Big Boss turned to head for the shower and then perhaps get some grub--but stopped as he felt something hugging his leg. The one-eyed man looked down... and there he espied the little white-furred, pink-maned filly, Sweetie Belle, hugging his leg as she looked up at him in awe. Gently, the big man's expression softened, and his lips turned up in a tiny smile.

Like D-Dog before her, Sweetie Belle found herself being picked up one handed... and then gathered into a gentle but awkward carry--like it was his first time ever carrying a foal. "Come on, kiddo. Let's go get something to eat; then how'd you like a tour of the base, eh?"

Little Sweetie, looking up at her Saviour with stars in her eyes, blushed and nodded, shyly.

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Acquired Unicorn Filly x1

Lifesaver [Heroism +60]