Our story begins at a Fluffmart. A navy blue pegasus was sitting and playing with blockies. He was a few weeks old and a proud talkie-babbeh, and an even prouder wingie-babbeh! His mummah loved his wingies, as she was also a pegasus and though she knew not to have bestest babbehs, she bended the rules a little to give extra huggies and lickies to her winged foal.
The foal looked up and saw a human looking into the pen. The foal immediately got excited at the prospect of getting attention from a human and greeted him with a loud smile and a wave of his hoof.
”Hewwo nice mistah! Am mistah gettin a nyu fwuffy?”
”Hi! Well yes, that’s what I was planning! I’m looking for a baby foal, actually. Maybe you can help me, little guy. Can you tell me, are the foals in this shop good babbehs?”
”YUSS! Hehe yus aww babbehs hewe am gud babbehs nice mistah! Babbeh am gud an aww babbehs bwoo wingie babbeh see an pway wid am gud tuu!”
”Heh, well that’s great! Hmm… so many good foals, I wonder who to take home… Hey, what if I could be your new daddeh and take you home with me? Would you like that?”
The blue foal looked at the human in complete shock, as he was trying to not laugh.
”Wh-wha… NICE MISTAH WAN BE BABBEH’S DADDEH? Gun bwing babbeh homesie an gib wub an nummies an toysies??!?”
The foal abandoned his blockie friends and ran up to his to-be owner. The man laughed and put his hand in the pen as the foal enveloped his finger in a big hug.
”Yes, I’ll bring you home and you’ll get nice saferoom and toys. Would you want me to be your new daddeh?”
”YUSS YUSS WAN NYU DADDEH YAY hehe wan gu homesie wid daddeh hehe wub daddeh… bu wait fo babbeh…”
He suddenly dropped down from the finger and started slowly trotting over to his napping mummah.
”MUMMAH MUMMAH! Bwoo wingie babbeh get nyu daddeh an homesie! Mummah!”
The mare took a little time to wake up, but quickly became overjoyed.
”Bwoo wingie babbeh get nyu daddeh an homesie? Yay mummah am su happies! Knu babbeh am gud babbeh an get gud nyu homesie!
The foal and the mare hugged.
”Nao babbeh gun hab safewoom an wun an pway an be happeh aww bwight time! Babbeh am big babbeh nao an gun get big fwuffy nummies an gun get toysies an fwuffteebee an nyu fwens! Mummah am gun miss ’ou su muchies, bu wiww awways wub gud bwoo wingie babbeh!”
The foal ran back and onto the mister’s palm and waved goodbye to his family with a big smile.
”Goobai mummah! Goobai bwudda an sissies! Babbeh wub ’ou!”
”Goobai huuhuu gun miss babbeh huu wiww neba fowget gud babbeh wub bwoo wingie babbeh huuhuu mummah wub babbeh foweba!”
The foal’s tiny wings flapped as his entire body was shaking with excitement, he was bobbing from left to right and singing quiet improvised off-tune song about loving his daddeh and daddeh loving him and about having a lot of heart-happies. Eventually they reached the cashier and the man put the foal down on the counter.
”I’ll take this foal please”
As the man started taking out his credit card, the foal finally found time to look around properly and take in his surroundings. He had never been in this part of the store before! He had only gone from his family’s pen to the foal playpen and was loving this new experience. He excitedly flapped his wings as he thought what it would be like to fly through the entire store, like Superbabbeh, and see it from every perspective. One of the caretakers had told him not to fly and that his wings didn’t work, but the caretakers were kinda dummehs anyway. Why else wouldn’t they give mummah sketties? Despite trying, he wasn’t able to fly over the glass and thus had never gotten to fly outside (or inside for that matter). He was granted with an amazing oppurtunity. He can run off the counter and fly around the store, testing his wingies and showing his new daddeh how good of a wingie-babbeh he was!
”Hehehe babbeh fwyyy!”
He ran off the counter with a huge smile, while flapping his wings. The man and the cashier looked down, but couldn’t do anything. The foal had gone SPLAT.
”SCREEEEEEEEEE HUUHUUHUU WA HABBEN HUUHUU WOWSTES HUWTIES HUU DAADDEEEH HEWP BABBEH HUUU HAB HUWTIES EBEWYWHEVE HUUHUUHUUU WAI NU FWY WAI WINGIES NU WOWK HUUUU”
”What the hell?” The man asked in shock.
”Well, I’m really sorry sir, but some pegasus fluffies think they can fly and try jumping from tall places, thinking their tiny wings are enough to fly. It’s unfortunately very common among the pegasus models, especially the foals. Again, I’m really sorry, but we have a large selection of pegasus and other foals. Though, I’d personally recommend an earthie, unicorn or even an alicorn if your budget allows. Those models won’t have this glitch. Come, I’ll show you our selection”
Meanwhile blood seeped out from under the foal.
”HUU HUU NUUUUU WHEWE DADDEH GOIN HUU PWEASE NU WEABE DADDEH PWEASE HEWP BABBEH HUU GIB HUGGIES Chirp HUGGIES MAK EBEWYFING BETTAH Chirp Chirp huuhuu jus wanned tu fwy huu Chirp huu huu wai weggies nu wowkies huu Chirp wai wingies nu wowk huu huu DAAAADDDEEEEHHH Chirp Chirp Chirp huuhuu babbeh am bwogen HUU HUU BABBEH AM BWOGEN DADDEH COM BAK Chirp Chirp Chirp HUU HUU HEWP BABBEH NU WAN BE BWOGEN BABBEH AM SOWWI DADDEH NEBA FWY AGEN HUU HUU WAN DADDEH BAK”
The foal kept screaming on the floor at the largely empty Fluffmart, as the man and the cashier evaluated the numerous foals. They took their sweet time, as good and thorough work needs time after all. Eventually however, the two came back with a new foal, blue like before, but this time a standard earthie.
Looking up was extremely painful for his broken body, but he defiantly did just that, though he couldn’t see the man’s disgusted face looking down through all the tears.
”Chirp Chirp Chirp DADDEH? Huuhuu daddeh com bak fo babbeh? Wub daddeh su muchies huuu pwease hewp babbeh huu huu hab su many huwties NU WAN BE BWOGEN HUU huu huu pwease daddeh pu babbeh togeda agen huu fix babbeh huu huu wha… SCREEEEE OWWIE OWWIE HUWTIES Chirp Chirp Chirp”
The cashier scraped him onto a small piece of paper and threw him on a table behind the counter. He landed with a heavy thud onto his side.
”Chirp Chirp huuhuu wai mo huwties huu DAAADDDEEEHH Chirp Chirp daddeh… daddeh nu w-wub babbeh? Chirp nu wan bwogen babbeh? HUUHUU Babbeh knu id huu babbeh am dummeh bwogen babbeh huuhuu daddeh nu wan nu mo Chirp onwy desewbe wowstes huwties Chirp Chirp HUUHUU WAI DADDEH HAB ANODDA BABBEH Chirp Chirp PWEASE DADDEH TAK WINGIE BABBEH HOMESIE HUUU WAN DADDEH HUU HUU WAN HOMESIE AM SOWWI Chirp Chirp Chirp NU WEABE BABBEH PWEASE Chirp DAAADDEEHH! WAAAAA-”
The foal cried out again as the cashier placed the foal back on the ground and stomped him with his shoes. He threw it in the biowaste bin and started cleaning up the puddles of blood.
THE END
Been busy, wrote a simple story for change.