“Awwight! Hewd wiww stay hewe fo’ nao!”
The herd audibly sighed in relief at their smarty’s words, they had been walking for what seems like many, many forevers. Many mummahs and soon-mummahs practically collapsed onto the cool grass, feeding their young foals or cooing at their large bellies, feeding on what little nummies they had on them.
Starlight was one of them, happily rubbing her large lillac belly as she cooed, her special friend smiling at her as he laid down and rested beside her, his ear pressed against her.
Macaroni looked around the herd and frowned at the number of fluffies left in the herd. There was now only ten-and-two fully grown fluffies, consisting of the smarty leader, his two toughies, three other males and all their special friends, with two-ten-and-five foals at various ages, and more on the way. Not counting the foals, there were five earthies, three wingies and four pointies.
Well, there was one more earthie. A poopy mare. Nobody paid her any attention unless they wanted to bully her and shit on her. Or worst, the smarty and toughies liked to do special hugs on her, much to her horror.
Macaroni frowned even more as he looked down at the ground. The weather was starting to get warmer, which meant cold times were almost over. Which meant while there would be more food, there would also be a more dangerous, tyrannical Smarty.
Wan pwotec spechuw fwen, nu wan dummeh Smawty being big meanie…
“Mac? Wots wong?”
“finkin o’ wen cowd times end. Scawed of cowd.”
“Siwwy Mac! Nu need tu be scawed o’ tha cowd! Smawty pwotect hewd fwom cowd! Makes suwe hewd awways have nummies!”
Starlight gave Mac a dazzling smile as she gave him a comforting hug, but it did little to quell Mac’s fears.
“Hewd! Wisten tu Smawty!”
Everyone in the herd looked over to the Smarty, his two Toughies by his side and his own special friend sitting down, the telltale signs of pregnancy beginning to show.
“Cowd times am awmost ova! Nummie season am awmost hewe! If hewd wan to wive, hewd must fowwow Smawty’s demands!”
The herd made numerous noise of agreement, some of the foals cheeped or started crying in fear. Mac resisted the urge to puff his cheeks out in anger. Half of the herd died due to the Smarty’s dumb decisions in the first place, from forcing orphan foals to cross the road for nummies, having bad special hugs with mares who’s special friends died, hoarding nummies, and repeatedly going onto human land.
So many dead fluffies, all because of a dumb smarty.
The way he looked at Starlight scared Macaroni more than anything. The same way he looked at all the mares he gave special hugs to.
We weave tonight, afta dawkies come.
Macaroni’s will was resolved, he’d do anything to protect his special friend and foals.
“Nu! Nu wan spechuw hugs!”
“Shuddup dummeh poopeh mawe! Nu cawe! Nee spechuw hugs!”
Ever since Smarty’s special friend, Cotton Candy became pregnant and there was no other free mare, he had turned his attention to the poopy mare. She didn’t even have a real name, anyone who gave her any attention just referred to her as “poopeh mawe”.
“Huuhuu… Nu wan…”
“Enf! Enf! Enf!”
Macaroni tried to ignore Smawty enf’s and Poopeh’s sobbing, focusing solely on Starlight who was happily munching on nummies and cooing to their unborn foals.
“Stawwight gunna be bestest mummah! Mummah wuv babbehs, babbehs wuv mummah~”
“GUD FEEWS!”
“Stawwight waise babbehs to be big an stwong! Be bestest mummah~”
“Huuhuu… No wan… No wan…”
Macaroni could see the two toughies move towards Poopeh, most likely to have their fun as well while Smawty strutted to his special friend, content. Nobody in the herd seemed to be bothered by Poopeh’s continued cries as the two toughies mounted her.
“I wuv Starlight.”
“I wuv Macawoni! Be bestest spechuw friend! Be bestest daddeh to babbehs!”
Timeskip
When it became dark, all the fluffies curled up with their families (except Poopeh who curled up in the poopy place). Macaroni had waited until he could hear everyone’s snores, especially Smarty’s and the Toughies. He looked over everyone in the herd before gently nudging Starlight awake.
“Stawwight, we nee’ ta go, nao.”
“Wh… Why?”
“Nu time tu escpwain. Wets go, nao.”
Macaroni was whispering as quietly as he could, slowly and gently rising up with his belly close to the ground. Starlight yawned softly before she too got up, with difficulty.
Macaroni listened for any fluffy to say something, but nothing came. Nodding, he slowly started to walk away from the herd and towards where they came from, which meant they’d have to pass the poopy place, and Poopeh.
They moved slowly, inch by inch, careful not to step on anything that would alert Smarty or the Toughies. Starlight was tired but said nothing as she followed Macaroni closely.
Awmost… dere…
They were nearly past the poopy place when a soft, low voice spoke to them.
“Pwease… wet mawe come… pwease…”
Macaroni stopped and slowly turned to face Poopeh. She had tears in her eyes as shook in the cold, covered in poop.
Macaroni quickly began to think as fast as he could, trying to say no. But he couldn’t. He knew that Poopeh would die in the herd, he knew that she didn’t deserve any of the abuse thrown at her, even if she was a bad colour. He slowly nodded before responding.
“Fowwow… quietwy…”
Poopeh’s face broke into the first smile she had in many, many forevers. She softly got up and lined up behind Starlight, who’s head was in the clouds, thinking about her babbehs.
Once again, the fluffies, now a small group, moved forward, slowly walking until they were a good distance. It was dark, cold and scary for them, but they kept walking, wanting to get as much distance from the herd as they can.
Macawoni gotta fin’ a new pwace for Stawwight and Poopeh, gotta pwotect both.
They kept walking until they found an old, hollowed out tree that they could all fit in. Macaroni looked at Poopeh’s shit covered fur with a grimace.
Nu smeww pwetty…
“Poopeh, shake poop off befow we go in da new hidey pwace.”
“O-Otay.”
Poopeh shook as much as she could off of her but she still smelt. Macaroni, realising it was a lost cause, gave up. First Starlight went into the tree, then Poopeh. Macaroni went in last, curled up and was ready for sleep. But he couldn’t keep his mind off of the herd, off of Smarty.
Wiww Smawty fin’ spechuw fren? Will Smawty huwt soon-babbehs?
-Meanwhile, somewhere else-
Amelia yawned, she had been browsing twitter for the past hour, soaking in the news like a sponge.
Pandemic. New virus. No plans, no contingencies.
She wrapped herself in her blanket a little tighter, seeking some form of comfort. She thought about her savings, her current stockpile of food and general household items, bills, current commissions…
Might be a good idea to stock up on stuff tomorrow… Good thing I started that small garden… Will have to sit down and finish that weirdos request, $600 for neon panda cock… Christ…
Putting the phone down she stared at the roof. She lived ok, she had her own house (which was much more than most her age had), got paid doing something she somewhat enjoyed, she was just a bit lonely.
She thought about getting a dog a few times before giving up on that idea. She didn’t even remember why she gave up. Maybe because while her house wasn’t a part of the HOA, she was in a HOA dominated neighbourhood. Hell, both her neighbours hated pets. Especially fluffies.
But they certainly loved leaving their remains on her front lawn. What was left of them.
Groaning, Amelia got up and without bothering to turn the lights on, started walking to her bedroom. Well, dragging her feet. She didn’t really need any light anyways, the moon was full tonight and she knew the layout of her small house like the back of her hand.
Yeah… supply run tomorrow… Will definitely get masks… Maybe some more gardening stuff, like seeds… Canned food, long shelf life food…
Amelai made a mental checklist as she sunk into her bed, falling asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.
Feels like I’m missing something…
“…snore…”
A/N
Well, I was supposed to finish this before the booru died but oh well. Will be uploading chapters as soon as they’re finished and beta’d. Let me know what you think, and sorry about the tags if they seem all over the place. I’ve never been good at tagging systems, from tumblr to AO3. Ah well.
(also if anyone has a better name please suggest it lol)
