As the two fluffies walked for half a day, the pregnant mare was getting more fussy.
‘Why nu nummies? Tummy-babbeh nee nummies remember! Su fin nummies now!’
This angered the pegasus more.
'Stop! ‘ou not da onwy one who nees nummies!’
As the two argued on who needed food more they came across a tree with brown leafs.
‘Yay Nummies!’ The content pegasus said.
As she was about to dig in, the pregnant fluffy warned her not to do it.
‘Nu num those, fwein. Dat are poopy weafs! Special fwein said dat onwy dum and ugwy fwuffies num poopies.’
‘These are just weafs’ said the pegasus.
The other fluffy disagreed. ‘But, weafs nu wook pwetty.’
The pegasus tried to reason with her annoying “friend”.
‘Wook fwein, nummies don’t fall from da skies, su even if nummies nu taste pwetty it still nummies.’
Then the pregnant fluffy pulled a dumb move by saying a stupid joke.
tee heee ‘If nummies did come fwom da skies, then dummeh fwein could easily fin nummies!’
‘Dat nu nice.’ said the pegasus as she proceeded to keep her wings still. Her mother had taught her everything she needed to know except for flying, a crucial thing to learn in her family which migrated to warmer areas during the “cold-times”. She had a memory as a foal when her older brother would show-off his flying abilities.
‘wook big bwudda can fwy!’
‘chirp why fwuffy nu can fwy mummah?’ cheep The little pegasus said as she would repetitively raise her arms and flap her wings.
'Mummah will teach ‘ou soon babbeh, welly soon.’
Flashforward to the present, the now grown-up pegasus looked up to see migrating birds flying high in the skies.
“Mummah lied” she whispered to herself
Blah
the pregnant fluffy gagged out the remaining bits of leaves she had eaten up while her friend was relieving a memory
‘Soon-mummah nee moaw nummies nice fwein!’ she said
‘Fwuffy num all da weafs!’ the pegasus said pissed-off.
The pregnant fluffy got up in a sitting position crossing her front legs and said…
‘Well dummeh fwein could easily fwy to get moaw weafs’
Tummy-owies and nu can fwy? Worst day ebah.
The depressed pegasus thought.
As the sun began to set, the fluffies found a plastic bag to sleep on, and as the pegasus began to doze off she heard mumbling from her ““friend””…
Coo soon-mummah,
But one thing that caught the pegasus’s attention was this…
Mmmph wan be bestest mummah fow tummy-babbeh and give suu much milkies, bu nu can fin’ nummies tu make milkies.
Special-fwein gib enfies tu soon-mummah and now hab tummy-babbehs!
Huu, enfies felt suu good an’ special-fwein’s…’
The pegasus quickly covered her ears out of awkwardness too get some sort of sleep, she accidentally opened her ear thinking it was over, but it wasn’t and she over heard more nonsense…
‘And the special-fwein said if fwuffy wiked it and fwuffy sayed yes and then special-fwein said that white stuff is coming out of his…!’
The disgusted pegasus proceeded to cover her ears again.
The next day the pegasus woke up greatly uncomfortable with tummy-owies and alone, it turns out she overslept. As the pegasus was about to stand on her legs and stretch out her wings, she felt that…
the plastic bag was all cold and slightly wet.
It had rained