When Cinnamummah was born, it was perhaps a bad sign that a storm cracked overhead. She shoved all the other chirpies out of the way as she greedily suckled from her mother’s teat. The saferoom had truly known no greater terror than the little brown blob of fur that suckled without abandon. Nobody could expect her to become a FluffTV starlet. The greatest that there had ever been. Yet before then, there was some growing to do.
Cinnamummah was born to a mare named Cupcake and a stallion named Dozer. Both rather unremarkable specimens. Both perfectly ordinary. Cupcake was taken pregnant unexpectedly, giving birth in her saferoom without support of her owner.
A blue colt, a purple filly, two brown fillies, and a green pegasus colt is what Cupcake birthed one stormy night. Her owner named them the next day: Azul, Regal, Cinny, Tiramisu, and Glade.
The little chirpies grew but none greater than Cinny. She suckled and pulled against Cupcake’s teats like none other, growing rapidly. A rather round foal. Even as she entered the talkie-babbeh stage, she was fat. It was a stage of life that fluffies often thinned out yet she only seemed to plump up.
“Am mummahs bestest! Am BESTEST babbeh!” She often told her similar sibling, Tiramisu. In this head-canon, mummahs don’t have bestest babbehs or care if they’re shit colored. Mummahs love all babbehs here. Cinny was very much against the established rule. She had grown well, and her sister was still relatively a baby. Practically a chirpy. Suckling against her hoof, listening as her sister told her how she was better.
“Yew tweat Tiwymisu best!” Cupcake told Cinny one day as the foal was treating her sister with sorry-hooves. Cinny gave a tail waggle and looked off to the side.
“Teehee! Sowwy mummah! Cinny am sowwy!” Yet she glared at Tiramisu while the apology took place.
One day, Tiramisu was busy playing in front of the water dish. She’d just finished making good poopies and had been praised by Cupcake. Cinny, meanwhile? She didn’t know the litterbox yet. The fellow brown mare was a bit behind on progress despite being much larger than her sister.
“Hihi Cinny! Tiwamisu am make gud poopies!” Cinny’s sister bragged, kicking a ball back and fourth. Cinny glared. She was the bestest. The best ever. Her mummah was still over in the corner on her basket bed bragging about how great Tiramisu was. Who cared about good poopies? Bestest babbehs pooped where they wanted. Cinny felt a great poison growing within her.
“….Wook, Tiwamisu. Wawa am speciaw…” Cinny pointed a hoof at the water bowl. There was nobody else really watching. Mummah was absorbed with bragging and her siblings were busy playing. Tiramisu wandered over to the water bowl, looking over the edge curiously.
“Siwwy Cinny! Omwy waw….” She had almost finished her sentence before her fellow foal dove down, sinking down against her back. Cinny was much fatter than Tiramisu. The foal’s head was driven down into the water, bubbling, trying to gasp for air and cry for help. Cinny adjusted herself, driving a hoof down against her head. Making her sissy drown. There were a few more bubbles at the water bowl and then nothing else. Tiramisu lay there limply. Cinny stepped back from the scene, shaking a bit. Shit on the floor freely, blabbering a bit.
Did a bestest babbeh kill her sissy? Cinny didn’t know. But what she had done out of pure jealousy would form her core character. Seeing the poopies, her dead sissy floating facedown in the wawa bowl, she pointed a hoof out.
“Mummah! Sissy am make bad poopies an’ am in wawa bowl! Bad sissy!” Cupcake got up from her bed to investigate once Cinny had pointed it out. Gave a wail of sadness.
“Babbeh! NUUUUU! An’ am make bad poopies! NUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!” The stupid mare screeched, summoning their owner to the room. He plucked Tiramisu from the water bowl, didn’t even give her a proper burial. After all: She had made bad poopies. Cinny comforted her mother, giving cheek licks and nuzzles.
“Sowwy mummah. Bad babbeh am bad……” Regal, Glade, and Azul were too absorbed in their own activities to offer comfort. Cinny was there though. Because she was the bestest.
