I just stared down at the miserable looking pair as they got settled into the other section of the lower level. It was a large but fairly empty room where storage took up a space in the back. The fluffies were placed in front of one of the larger windows so that they could at least have the sunlight.
“Timmy am su happies fow habe bestest homsie! Tank you nice mistah!” Timmy did this thing where he would excitedly lift up his front legs and happily slam them into the floor.
His special friend quietly smiled as she sat on the rubber mat I had laid out for her. One disgusting feature that I hadn’t noticed because of the sounds of nature were the low gurgling noises that would come out of the hole in her stomach. Just thinking about it made me nauseous and I had to leave.
”Hey! Uh….you guys want….sketties?” I figured fluffies loved spaghetti based on the ads that Hasbio constantly pushed for their specific brand.
Timmy proved me right with how quickly his head snapped up. “WEAWWY? DADDEH SABE FWUFFIES AND NOW GIB BESTEST SKETTIES! TIMMY AN HAPPIEST FWUFFY! DO BESTESTS DANCIES!” He then proceeded to sit on his rump and shake his arms around. At first I thought I had triggered some kind of brain seizure and then realized this was his “bestest dancie.”
”T-t-t-tank yuu nith mithta..” his special friend whispered. Her ears did a little twitch to indicate happiness.
”Yeah of course,” I said and went outside to make the spaghetti. As I closed the door I asked myself what I was getting into. That mare had to be carrying who knows what and was probably a walking biohazard. Finding out that I contacted smallpox or something wouldn’t have surprised me.
Back in the lower level, Timmy was excitedly exploring the room the nice mister had put him in while his special friend. He was worried about her. When they first met she was the prettiest mare he had ever seen. She told him that the meanie misters would not let her have babehs. That was absolutely terrible! What kind of human didn’t want babbehs? Everybody knew babbehs made everything better. So they made up for that by having babies. Many, many babbehs. They watched their bestest babbehs grow up into big fluffies that eventually left to have their own fluffy families. Timmy and special friend had the biggest saddies every time it happened but were happy nonetheless.
Special friend began to change after a while. At first she became slower and weaker, needing Timmy to sometimes help her with walking. Then she became even weaker to the point that she could barely move and it got worse with every batch of babbehs. It was obvious to Timmy why this had happened. They needed a human to give them bestest huggies and fix her sickies! Huggies fixed everything and huggies from a human were known to cure fluffy cancer. He knew that once the nice mister took him in that it would only be a matter of time before special friend would be okay again.
I was in the midst of finishing the four month old spaghetti I had been meaning to make when my phone started buzzing. Danielle had answered.
“On my way.” That was all she sent. Danielle was never much of a talker. It was sent just now which meant she’d be arriving in about fifteen minutes. Hopefully she could find some way to help the fluffies.
The spaghetti looked ready. I put it in two tiny bowls and then went back downstairs. Something had to be done about the smell of that mare. It was now on my clothes too.
“SKETTI TIIIIIIIME~” I sang out.
“YAYYYYY!” Timmy cheered. He galloped over to me so fast that he tripped on his legs and fell. I chuckled a bit at that.
“Tank yu suuu muchies nice mistah! Timmy no hab gud nummies fow su many fowebas!”
His special friend smiled at me as I placed the bowl of food in front of her.
“It’s okay,” I said with a smile. “You can eat it.”
That assurance was seemingly all she needed as she dug her head right in and began to scarf down the food. Timmy did the same as little pieces of the spaghetti fell in the area surrounding him. This kind of thing was exactly why I put them back here.
Watching them eat reminded me of something I hadn’t set up for. These things were known to shit constantly and something like spaghetti was bound to create massive shits for them. I decided that the best idea was to take them outside as soon as they were done in order to avoid having a stream of shit stained into the floor.
BRAAAAAP “Mmmmm dat was bestest nummies Timmy ebah habe! Yu am bestest mistah ebah!”
”And now it’s time for the two of you to take the bestest poopies ever!’
“Teehee! Wub upsies!’
I hesitated to pick up the mare and shut my eyes tight as I could hear the sound of her insides sloshing around.
“P-Phweathee no bad….bad upthieth!” She wheezed.
“yeah yeah I know. Bad for stomach babies or whatever. I’m just taking you two out to let the food out so you don’t stink up the place even more.”
Timmy and his special friend went onto the grassy hill in my backyard as I checked my phone once again. It looked like five minutes had passed. Still a while before Danielle came over.
”Teehee! Timmy make gud poopies!”
I looked down and saw Timmy gleefully kicking behind himself after pooping, much like my dogs did. His special friend on the other hand was behaving strangely. She had been awfully silent lately and now she was shivering badly.
”Uhh…you okay?”
”N-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-NU! H-H-HWEHWP!”
”Speciaw fwiend? Wat am wong?” Timmy waddled over to his despairing special friend. Both of her eyes were now twitching wildly as her body convulsed.
”Fuck, man!”
”Dat am bad wowdsie!”
”Shut up! This is serious shit!”
”Bad wowdsie gain!”
AHHHHHHH-
“BIGGETHT POOPIETH!”
What followed was the largest stray of shit I had ever seen come out of any living creature. It was like a hose had been stuck in her ass and was finally letting loose. A hose attached to the local sewer. A stream of liquid shit shot out onto the grass and with it came two tiny fleshy forms that made me want to vomit.
“MISTAH MISTAH! SPECIAW FWIEND HABE BABBEHS!” Timmy furiously poked at my foot, as if I wasn’t paying attention to the disgusting scene in front of me.
“W-What?”
”BABBBEHS!”
“They give birth to their children by literally shitting them out? Christ.“
Turns out that wasn’t entirely true. She was still in the birthing process, but she didn’t know what to call childbirth and so referred to it as poopies. You’d think someone who gave birth as much as she seemingly did would know by now what it was.
I forced myself to look into the shit stream and already saw two dead foals in the mix. The things looked hideous. One of them had one enlarged eye that took up its entire head with no other visible facial features. The other had six legs and a cleft lip. I was not looking forward to seeing what the others would be.
She screamed widly while kicking her useless stubs as I leaned below her and helped deliver the foals.
“Pwease hewp speciaw fwiend nice mistah!” Timmy sobbed. “Speciaw fwiend nee babbehs fow wub an huggies!”
”You’re gonna need a lot more than that to fix her in this state,” I muttered under my breath. She screamed bloody murder even though the foal that came out was so much smaller than she was. A little over an inch in length. It looked like it had splits in its hooves that made them look like they’d been made from paper and cut with scissors.
“B-B-B-Bhabbeh?” The mare asked. I hesitated to give it to her but did so anyway.
”Pwettieth…b-b-babbehgh” She weakly sighed while licking it. I noticed that it squirmed if she got anywhere near the slits.
The next one was completely white with bulging red eyes. An albino maybe? It chirped weakly, indicating that it was alive. I gave it to her next. She must have been used to deformed children at this point because none of them caused her to panic like I thought they would.
The fifth one was a foal with another foal attached to its head, gasping slowly as its glazed eyes stared at me. I damn near dropped the thing when I saw that.
“Mistah wewe am babbeh?” Timmy asked. I was scared to show them but so far both Timmy and the special friend had been accepting.
Timmy jumped back at the sight of the conjoined twins and cocked his head. “Why am babbeh habe notha babbeh head?”
“I wish I knew”
”Dat otay. Timmy wub aww babbehs. Aww babbehs am gud babbehs.”
There wasn’t much time to focus on the sweetness of Timmy’s words with one last one coming out. This one was the strangest of all. It was covered entirely in red fur with two beady black eyes and a mouth that looked like a slit in the same way a cartoon characters mouth would be drawn.. There were no ears or nose. Just the eyes and the mouth. I held it carefully in my palm to give it a better look. It stared back at me through its beady eyes and its mouth opened, revealing humanlike teeth.
“Looks like you have a Jellenheimer,” a voice said.
I nearly dropped whatever the voice had just called it and snapped in the direction it came from. Standing beside me was Danielle. She was a very tall woman with short chestnut hair and a permanent frown on her face. Every word she spoke was in the same monotone voice that never showed a shred of emotion.
“How did you get into my house?”
”You left your door unlocked.
”Oh…..”
”Hewwo nice wady! Nice mistah hewp speciaw fwiend habe bestest babbehs!” Timmy proudly held out the albino foal with the red eyes up to Danielle. She grimaced at the thing and then nodded.
“Very cute.” The woman couldn’t pull off a lie if her life depended on it.
“P-P-Pweathe….wan….wan babbegh…”the mare moaned.
I gave her the bizarre foal and let her lick it clean while Danielle observed the litter.
”A standard litter full of deformities. Looks like you had two stillbirths as well. Probably shouldn’t breed this mare anymore.”
”You say that like I was the one knocking her up over and over.”
”I’m just giving you my observation. Take it or leave it.”
I let out a long sigh and looked back down at the fluffies. Timmy was hugging his newborns like nothing was wrong. I couldn’t help but admire that. Still. I had no idea what to do with them and still had no idea how these fluffies got into the area.