You are Steel, and you’ve made new friends at your new daycare! They’re all so nice and pretty! Though, when is daddy coming back to get you? You’ve been here for a forever!
“Fwends wan pway baww? Dewe am baww obah dewe!” You point your hoof at the ball, smiling at them as you all toddle over to the ball.
“Buh, Angew nee mak’ poopies. Angew be wight backsies!” One of your friends, Angel, waves her hoof at all of you before walking off to go to the litterbox.
“Oh-tay, fwends! We nu pway baww tiww otha fwend get backsies! Dat am nice fing tu du!” You sit down, talking with your other friends until Angel gets back.
You are Angel, and you made good poopies! Though, the weird no-smell-pretty stuff in the box is moving somehow. It’s going into a big hole! Wait, where are you going? Why can’t you move?
“Hewp Angew! Can nu moob! Weggies nu wowk! Nu wan be poopies!” You shout, trying to walk away from the hole and failing as you fall over.
“Mistah Josep! Hewp fwend! She am stuk!” One of your other friends look over at the litterbox, attracting the attention of Mister Josef as he shrugs.
“I only see poopies in there, not your friend.” Mister Josef sighs, as you tap his shoe and point.
“Nuuuuuuuu! Nu am poopies! Am babbeh! Hew-” You plead, getting sucked into the hole with the no-smell-pretty things and the poopies.
“Time for me to clean this out! I’ll be right back.” Mister Josef grabs a bag out of the hole, which you’re in! You can’t make breathies good in here!
He proceeds to throw you outside in a big green box, as you try desperately to open the bag from the inside. You fail, and darkness envelops you.
You are Rosaline, and you get to play outside! All your babies are here, but why is Steel so sad?
“Babbeh, wha’ happen? It am oh-tay! Huggies mak’ ebewyfing bettah!” You smile and hug Steel, as he continues crying.
“Fwend mak’ poopies an’ she… She be poopies!” Steel cries, wiggling in your hooves as he sobs.
“Siwwy babbeh! Fwuffies nu am poopies! Gu pway!” You giggle, sending Steel off to play with the other babies.
“Chocowate wan pw-” Your least favorite baby squeals, as you pick her up and frown.
“Nu! Bad babbehs nu pway!” You shout at Chocolate, gagging slightly because of her bad smell.
“Oh-tay…” Chocolate sighs, as you sit her down away from you and going back to watching your babies play.
You’re a great mummah!
You are a fluffy baby! You’re playing outside, when a red and orange fluffy comes up to you!
“Hewwo, babbeh.” The red-and-orange fluffy grins, as you smile and wave your hoof.
“Babbeh wan pway wif big fwuffy! Big fwuffy wan pway, tuu?” You giggle, as they nod and sit down.
“Oh, yeh. Babbeh and Cwimson gon’ pway…” The red-and-orange fluffy smirks, as you run up to them, your eyes lit up.
You two are going to play! It’ll be so much fun!