In the city of Burkville, the feral fluffy population thrives due to the abundance of food, currently good weather in the Spring, and a plethora of hiding places. We follow one such family of fluffies, a Pegasus mummah, with pink fluff and a curly mint green mane named Lidia. With her are her five foals, a pink Pegasus filly(her bestest), a blue unicorn colt, a brown earthy colt, a yellow Pegasus filly, and a green earthy filly, all barely talkie babbehs. They have a daddeh named Tucker out getting nummies, though he will never return, and they had a whole herd once, but that was ruined as well. Now, they live in an alleyway between a bar and restaurant.
The blue colt flicked the small piece of balled up paper with his little hoofy, giggling as it rolled to his brown bruddah, purple eyes alight with excitement. He loved his bruddah, he had been the first thing this little blue foal had seen when he opened his eyes. They both loved to play together, and Blue looked out for Brown, because Mummah was meanie to Brown. It was worst when Daddeh wasn’t around, like now. So they quietly played together.
“Teehee! Chirp! Wub twashie baww!” Brown clapped his front hoofies together as the ball rolled to him, rocking back and forth on his rump.
“Nao woww twashy baww back tu babbeh!” Blue smiled, happy his brother was having fun. A large yawn ripped from his snout and he blinked a few times. “Gunna take napsie, pway wit twashy baww aftew.”
Blue went to lie down in a nice patch of sunlight as Brown waved to him, a little sad that he didn’t have his playmate but was determined to have fun. He heard Pink and Yellow giggling over closer to their box nestie. The little brown foal hopped up and wobbled over there. He is the smallest of the litter, and had been the last to open his eyes and start walking, and was still a bit unsteady.
Pink, a fat filly with wings just starting to sprout feathers, and Yellow, a Pegasus filly with wings yet to start feathering, sit and play with some bubble wrap. They press their little hoofies to it and jump and giggle when a bubble pops. They were almost done with the sheet, and their mummah lazed nearby, chewing on an apple that had been brought the previous day.
Brown waddled up behind his siblings and saw there was a bubble at the end that still needed to be popped. He giggled and stomped on it, feeling it depress under his soft hoof and pop. “Teehee, Siwwy poppy ting. Chirp!”
With the sound of the pop, Pink’s head whipped around, her gaze fixed on her brown sibling. Unfortunately for Brown, he had popped the last bubble. “Cheep! Dummeh poopie bwuddah pop wastest poppy ting! Cheep cheep! ”
“Huu huu…babbeh wan pop dat poppy ting…peep… ” Yellow started crying, but seemed more genuinely upset than angry.
“Cheep… nu am poopie, am babbeh. Nu know dat was Sissie poppy ting…am sowwy…chirp…” Brown was getting upset. He always seemed to do something wrong. Now he would have to sleep in the poopie corner again. Tears welled up in his big green eyes, but he hoped he could calm his sister down.
It was a vain hope unfortunately. The pink filly snorted, turned, lifted her tail, and unleashed a torrent of runny, milky feces all over Brown’s face. “Dummeh poopie, take sowwy poopies!”
Brown was too stunned to even move for a second until the smell hit him. “Nuuuuuu!!! Nu can seesie! Nu smeww pwetty! PEEP CHEEP ! Hewp babbeh!” He began to run in circles, panicking since he couldn’t see and only smell poopies. Pink cackled with laughter, and only laughed harder as Brown collided with Yellow, sending both foals tumbling and causing even more crying.
Larry stumbled out the back door of the bar, nearly losing his stomach but barely able to keep it down. ‘Fuckin hell, shouldn’t have done that last shot…keys…’ He fished around in his pocket and remembered the bitch behind the bar had taken them. Fine, he’ll get a cab. He cut through the alleyway to get to the main road. He ran a hand through his greasy dirty blond hair, doing little to tame it.
As he stumbled, he heard chirping and high pitched voices. He peeked around the corner and saw them, a whole little family of shit rats it looked like. The mom was sleeping, and a bunch of little shit rats roamed around, playing and laughing. He decided to watch for a second, maybe fuck with them. It had been a shitty week and he could use some stress relief.
He watched as the brown one pissed the fat pink foal off, in which the fat foal shit all over the brown one. He barely could keep himself quiet with how funny he found it. He watched as the mother got up, looking angry, and got ready to strike.
Blue was having the bestest sleepy time picture about a grassy fields filled with berry nummies and little hills for he and his siblings to roll around in. He woke up suddenly, and it took him a minute to figure out what was going on.
“…wha…?” He blinked a few times and then he registered what was happening. Mummah was standing over Brown, screaming at him. Bad poopies dripped down Brown’s face, Yellow was crying and rubbing her snout, and Green was just watching.
“DUMMEH POOPIE BABBEH GIB GUD BABBEH HUWTIES AND TAKE BESTES BABBEH WAST POPPY TING! DUMMEH POOPIE BABBEH NU GET TOYSIES! ONWY POOPIE!” Lidia was screaming, stamping her hooves recklessly. Green and Yellow had to scramble away lest they be crushed.
Pink took the opportunity to chime in. “Cheep! Poopie babbeh am dummeh!”
Brown sat down, looking defeated, visibly deflating from the verbal assault he was under. “Huu huu…nu am poopie…am babbeh…peep… ”
Lidia was about to retort when Blue stepped between them. He was shaking, but not from fear. “Bwown bwuddah nu am poopie! Chirp cheep! Bwown bwuddah am nicies an funsies! Pink sissy is dummeh! MUMMAH AM DUMMEH! Peep peeep! Mummah am wostest mummah eba.” Blue stood his ground as he yelled at her, but couldn’t help but have scardie peepees, dripping down beneath him. Lidia was stunned, his words hitting her like a ton of bricks. Her mouth flapped soundlessly as Pink began to cry loudly from being called a dummeh.
Larry watched as the mom yelled at the little brown one, and then the blue one came to defend it. When it started pissing itself while screaming, Larry lost it. He cackled as he stepped around the corner, wiping a tear from his blood shot eye. The fluffies all froze. The foals got excited, they hadn’t had any direct interactions with humans. Lidia on the other hand, had been a feral for over a year, and had seen what could happen.
Yellow and Green trotted up to Larry’s sneakers, rocking back on their hind legs and holding their front legs up in the uppsie pose, Yellow’s featherless wings buzzing.
“Nyu daddeh fow babbehs, chirp ?” Yellow asked, hope filling her voice.
“Pwease hab housie fow famiwy?” Green asked, big brown eyes excited.
Lidia slowly approached, Pink behind her. “Hewwo nice mistah, Fwuffy famiwy am gud fwuffies…”
Larry shushed her and crouched down. The smell of their shit festering in the alleyway hit his nose, and he had to struggle not to throw up on her. “I am sure you are a hic great fluffie. Come ‘ere.” He grabs up Green gently. She giggles and hugs his hand, cooing happily. With his free hand he twirled a finger at Lidia. “Turn ‘round.”
Lidia did not like this, and she tip tapped her hooves nervously. When asked to spin she nodded slowly. “O…otay…” She spun around, keeping her tail down.
Once she had her back to him, Larry grabbed her tail, wrenching it upward.
“Screeee! Nu puww pwetty taiw!” Lidia’s face contorted in pain as he yanked her. She made scardie poopies all over, spraying his pants leg and shoes, but he didn’t even notice. Her engorged crotch tits wobbled and sweet milkies leaked out. Green panicked, shitting all over Larry’s hand and flailing around, sobbing and screaming. Larry shoved him into Lidia’s special place until only her little head was visible, making her scream even louder.
He released his grip on her tail and grabbed her by the mane, lifting her into the air. “HUU HUUUUU! Bad upsies! Nu wan! Babbeh come back, nu am tummeh babbeh nu mowe! Nu huwties bestest mummah!” Her words were silenced as Larry grabbed Yellow, who sat frozen in fear, and shoved her into Lidia’s mouth. He held her snout shut and plugged her nostrils so she would swallow. The terrified foal screamed and thrashed in her belly, fluff starting to slough off her skin already.
Blue stood his ground as Mummah got ready to yell at him now, but then a human mister came around the corner. Blue wanted to run to him, ask for help, but the other got to him first. Pink turned around and waddled over, ready to give some sorry hoofies to Blue for being a dummeh, when they all heard Mummah scream. The trio looked in horror as two of their siblings were put back inside their Mummah.
Blue felt himself make scardie poopies, but in this moment he didn’t care. “Sissie, bwuddah, wun! Peep chirp! Wun way fwom munstah!” The three turned and legged it as fast as seventeen day old foals can. Lucky for them, Larry didn’t seem to notice.
“Huuuu huuuu! Babbehs nu be tummeh babbehs! Come back to mummah! Nee Huggies an wub!” Lidia pawed at her belly with her hooves. She felt Yellow thrash and kick inside of her before going still. She stood back up and started turning in circles, trying to find Green. She was still chirping, but Lidia made scardie poopies again, and Green was suffocated as the majority landed on her face, clogging her nostrils and throat.
Larry cawed with laughter, almost falling over. The he felt his stomach turn, and he threw up all over Lidia’s face and back.
“Nuuuu! Nu wike sickie wawas! Nu feew pwetty!” She began to run deeper into the alley, the head of Green, covered in poopies, still sticking out of her special place as she ran.
Larry felt a lot better now, and he started heading back out onto the street. If he had bothered to look left when he exited the alley, he would have seen the three foals making their escape, but he didn’t. Instead he hailed a cab and got in after a long discussion about his smell with the driver and an extra fifty bucks.
The little troupe ran until they went around a corner. The sun was beginning to set, and not many people were on the sidewalk this time of day. Brown huffed as they stopped, crying and hiding behind his front hooves. Blue gave him huggies, sobbing as well. Pink lay down against the brick building.
Blue went over to her and nudged her with the top of his head. “Haf… Sissie, nee wun mowe….haf… Nu wan munstah tu find babbehs.”
“Nu…Haf… wan wun. Cheep. Peep. Wan miwkies…Haf… wan mummah, nu wan dummeh bwue bwuddah an dummeh poopie bwuddah.”
Blue smacked her in the nose with his hoof. “Pink Sissie am dummeh. Mummah is wostest mummah eba. Su meanies, cheep. Babbeh nu cawe.” He nudged Brown and together they took off, leaving their sister behind to whatever fate had in store
The two ran for many forevers. Blue started looking for somewhere to bed down for the night, when his hoof went through a crack in the sidewalk. There was an audible crack as his leg twisted with his momentum. “CHIRP CHEEP CHIRP! Owies! Huu Huu!”
“Bwuddah! Nee keep wunnin fwom munstah hoomin!” The sight of Blue’s leg made Brown cry, thick tears running down his fuzzy cheeks.
Blue tried to pull his leg out, but it only made it worse. Pain shot up through his entire body, making his head spin. Brown needed to run though, get away from the monster and from mummah. “Owies! Huuuu…Bwown bwuddah nee wun! Nu wan munstah ow wostest mummah tu find ‘ou. Wun!”
Brown sniffled and ran, looking back once before disappearing around another corner. Blue tried in vain to get his hoof out, but any movement made him hurt too much. “Chirp… Pwease meanie fwoow munstah…Pwease wet babbeh gu, nee hewp bwuddah…huuu…”
Morgan stepped out of the building, slamming the door to the Accounting Agency. Her wavy red hair was a mess around her face, and her heels clacked against the ground as she stomped away. In her arms was a box with a little plant in it, a picture of her and what looked like an older version of herself, and a coffee cup with a picture of her and a yellow fluffy with the words ‘My Sunshine’ printed beneath the image. Her pale, freckled face was red and tears were in the corners of her green eyes. “Ass holes…” she muttered under her breath. She was wearing a black skirt, blue blouse, and black jacket with her heels as she made her way down the side walk.
‘First I have to break up with drunky, then that dick head in there wanted me too…just gahhh!’ She kicked a can as she walked, trying to get her temper under control. She hated people, she should have worked with animals like her mom. Morgan was lost in her thoughts until she heard something crying and chirping. She looked for the source of it and found it. A little blue fluffy foal was crying, standing in the middle of the sidewalk.
“Hey there little one, you okay?” As she crouched down she saw his leg was messed up, stuck in a crack in the side walk. “Oh you poor dear, come here.”
“Nuuu! Peep chirp peep!!! Nu huwties babbeh! Am gud babbeh!” Blue panicked, scrabbling with this three free hooves, his broken leg bending at odd angles.
Morgan quickly grabbed him and held him still, so he wouldn’t hurt himself more. “Shhh shhh…it’s okay, I’m not going to hurt you.” She pulled his leg free, and then cradled him close to her chest. He cried and sucked on his hoof. He was a blue unicorn colt, very young still. Probably hasn’t been talking or walking for very long. Odd to see him alone like this. “I’m going to take you home, okay? Fix your leg and give you some food.”
“Huu huu…nyu chirp… nyu mummah?” His tear soaked face looked up at her, and she nodded.
“Yes, I’ll be your new momma. Now come on.” She placed the shivering foal in the box, in the coffee cup and made her way with renewed purpose towards the bus stop to get him home.