Alice was very sad. Her mummy had told her about the accident. The fluffies had found an electrical wire while she was out in the store. They had thought that it was “sketties” and started to chew it. It had electrocuted them, and this had “reset” their memories. They were alive, and not hurt, but they couldn’t remember who Alice was, or what their names were, or anything else that had happened.
Also, Steve was going to go to military school. It was his fault that the fluffies had got into the room with the wire, and he had got into another fight at school, and mummy and her friend Susan had caught him watching “awful movies” on the internet. Alice knew they were videos with naked ladies in them. They were the worst kind of movies. Alice’s daddy had been in the army, and he said that it would help Steve to grow up to be a “proper man”. Alice wouldn’t miss her brother. Steve was mean.
She spent the afternoon playing with the fluffies. They were like silly little babies. They seemed to remember how to talk, but nothing else. When she told them what their names were they said things like “Weawy? Fwuffy hab name? Fwuffy am Webecca?” Alice noticed that they talked a little bit funny, but also that Humphrey was not sad about not having his special lumps any more, and Wendy had totally forgotten about her dead babies. It was actually like the fluffies were brand new, and in no time at all, she was laughing and playing with them just like they were brand new.
Later that night, her mummy let them sleep in her bed, but explained that this was just a one-off special treat, and not an all the time thing. She made sure they had all gone poopies first, and Alice wondered how they had remembered about making good poopies, even though they didn’t know what the litterbox was called. They were big enough to not get squashed if she rolled over in bed now, so Alice cuddled them close, and whispered stories to them underneath the bedclothes. The fluffies said they loved their “New Mummah” and licked her face, making her giggle, so she tickled them back, making them squeal and wriggle to escape.
Outside, she could just about hear her parents talking. It was hard to hear it all, but she heard something about “electric shocks”, and a “reset” and “the truth,” then they started talking about her brother again.
Alice fell asleep.
The next day, she had a phone call from Claire. Claire said she was really sorry about what had happened at her party, and Alice forgave her. Then Claire told her that a few days after the party, Jelly and Snowflake had escaped from the house, and had met some mean boy fluffies. They had been hurt, and Snowflake had been badly hurt, but they were going to be OK. The other thing was that they were going to have babies, perhaps any day now. Claire’s mummy was letting the fluffies keep the babies, and Claire wondered if she wanted to come over to play. She said her daddy could come over to pick her up.
Alice really wanted to see the baby fluffies when they were born. She thought it was really unfair that Jelly and Snowflake would get to keep their babies, but that Wendy could not keep hers. At least Wendy wasn’t sad about losing her babies anymore.