Upon arriving back in Sanctuary hills you stopped in the street. Now that you were thinking about Lorenzo’s helmet you found your eyes subconsciously drawn in the direction of where it was housed. One of the houses that you had bulldozed a long time ago because you couldn’t stand looking at the shadow of its memory, had a cellar. You had expanded the footprint of the building and the cellar to turn it into a secure vault and to add a secondary layer of cement encasement both layers attached to seismic readers that could detect vibrations if someone tried to blast or dig their way inside it would send out an eyebot to locate you and turn on the settlements radio tower with a unique alarm broadcast. Not to mention the dozens of security features one would have to go through to even get inside the main room of the collection where things got strict or dangerous.
Not remembering the voices he was hearing as he stared in that direction after he blinked he found himself flipping a coin. ‘Why did you leave it to chance?’ You thought to yourself while unloading Director in their receptacle and reattaching the cable. You changed into your recently laundered vault suit before preparing a general life support system that would at least maintain your bodies fluid, nutrient, and calorie levels while you were under. ‘Its not too late to change our minds. Just go and introduce sundae and her foal to everyone.’ You stood there for a good minute before leaning on the crutch as you got out the coin again. “Coward.” You find yourself muttering again as you effectively double or nothing.
After listening to the sound of someone walking up the stairs Sundae raised her head to the door. In strode Director, Johnson. “You slept well I hope?”
“Bettah den sowwy boxie.” She added slowly standing with a stretch. “Gud Bwight time daddeh.” She seemed a lot less provocative, but it was still early in the day. Maybe she just needed her morning coffee.
“Hehe, tank’ou fow funny noisie baww fwiend daddeh.” Gentleman added after dropping down from trying once again to jump and touch the floating ball that occasionally buzzed and beeped in binary provocatively.
“Im glad you like them my little gentleman. Now then, would you like to join me downstairs for breakfast or would you like to join daddies other fluffies to eat with them?”
“Wif ou’ ob couwse speciaw fwiend.” You paused to tut your finger to sundae’s attempt at flustering you.
“Sundae. Never, refer to a human director of the institute in that manner… ” You add as a cold shiver of annoyance vibrates through their body.
“Buh, No ou’ am diwectow fwuffy?” Sundae adds confusedly. She had initially heard such information from Director themselves but just thought it was a weird lie at first until Isaac substantiated the claim. Till now she had just thought it was a coincidence that ‘director’ was the fluffies name. She had not known that Johnson was one of the institute smarties. She would need to be very careful, even if making fun of johnson gave her the giggles.
You were torn on how much you wanted to hurt her feelings here and so you flipped your coin and she watched curiously as the bit of metal spun. “Yes and Director fluffy took advantage of the situation and broke the rules. They have since been punished accordingly as, if I cannot be held accountable how can I expect my fluffies to respect my rules?” You add in an obvious lie about being punished but given the way you were taken they seemed to believe it. “Since Director fluffy failed to explain the rules prior I will not punish you for rule number five.”
“Wan be gud fwuffy fow daddeh!” Gentleman adds peeping excitedly. “Wha’ am dah wuwes?” Gentlemen asks watching enthusiastically.
“The fluffies can probably explain them in terms easier for you to understand but simplified… Rule number one, use the litterbox or designated pooping areas. If you fail to make good poopies, please report them to myself or one of the metal friends for lighter punishment.” You add looking around the room and not seeing a mess and that the litterbox had been used and give gentleman a boop on the nose. “Good job so far.”
Gentleman giggled at the praise. “Rule number two. No bad language… I suppose fluffies would call them, ‘meanie wowds’?” Gentleman gasped.
“But meanie wowds am meanie!” They add before puffing their cheeks and stomping.
“Yes, daddy wants to avoid unnecessary heart hurties to his fluffies.” He adds looking at Sundae to make it clear that he is warning her that she has broken this rule with teasing him prior.
“Undah-stood…” She adds shifting her eyes away with an awkward side glance, you did not notice the awkward smile that seemed to indicate that she enjoyed this.
“Rule number three. No hurties or threats of hurties. You may protect yourself if someone tries to give you hurties and can play fight with the others if it’s agreed upon in advance. Adult fights must be agreed on in advance and observed by a metal friend or daddy who decides when the fight is over.” Gentleman seemed excited about play fighting with some other foals his own age but Sundae sat next to them and pulled them in to calm them down as she was protective of them.
“Rule four. No stealing.” Seeing that the two did not understand the word you continued. “Stealing is when… If something is given to another fluffy or a fluffy has something, do not take it from them without them saying it’s ok. You are not obligated to share your toys or things just cause another fluffy asks but it helps you build friendships as sharing is caring so think about it.” Gentleman ate that up with a look of wonderment.
“Rule number five. No special huggies or babies without daddies permission.”
Sundae seemed to consider this for a moment. “Otay…” She paused tracing her hoof on the ground.
“You have my permission since you and Director fluffy are a pair, im hoping you can keep director fluffy from being too much of a~” Johnson sighed as he suspected something from her body language when it only became more pronounced. He had thought she was just nervous about getting some at first.
“You’re already pregnant, aren’t you?” She nodded nervously under your withering gaze. You relax your gaze and smile. “I shouldn’t be surprised after yesterday. Congratulations!” You add kneeling over and tussling Gentlemans mane while giving Sundae a supporting stroke of the mane till your hand came to rest on her shoulder. “You hear that, you’re going to be a big brother soon.”
“Weawwy!?” Gentleman began to buck excitedly. “Bestest newsies.”
You chuckle slightly at the display and sundae looks at her bestest with a warm smile. ‘Wonder if hab eben pwettiew bettew’est babbehs wif diwectow?’ Sundae thought just trying to imagine her new foals as Director was a marked improvement from her last institute mandated mate. At least he knew his place and jumped in the line of fire for you, that you were thankful for.
“And finally rule number six. No leaving the limits of Sanctuary Hills. Just stay inside the hedges and the big fence and you’re otherwise allowed to explore at your discretion. I’ll install a fluffy flap in the doors and key them to your collars so you can come and go from the house if you don’t want to move out with the others. Now, lets get you some breakfast to make this one some milk.” You add gesturing to the door and pausing at the top to pick up Gentleman and carry him down as you didn’t want him to fall off or risk the stairs himself. “Im sure you’ll be able to handle those stairs in no time.” You said with a smile.
After a short family kitchen montage of Johnson preparing some sample vegetables and asking sundae to try them so you could figure out what to make you proceed to make a tray of cornmeal pancakes. You made three bowls of mix. You first simmered some onions, mato and some greens before pouring the batter over them and adding some powder seasoning to the exterior for a savory vegetable pancake. You then added some ground up pumpkin, gourd and carrot into the second bowl to make an orange batter before adding some appropriate seasoning and cooking some orangish brown colored cakes that would be served with a little butter. And last, some regular pancakes but with a drizzle of warmed mutfruit juice or some far harbor syrup. You had two of the orange ones with butter and syrup.
“Isaac see am just in timesies.” Isaac added entering the front door having responded to your earlier ping. “We shouwd huwwy, uddah fwuffies been waiting fow many fowebahs.” It had been fifteen minutes since you signaled them and they had paused at half way through their kibble since daddy was bringing something special.
“Can daddies big strong helper close the door for us?” Johnson added to gentleman.
“Dat me wight?” You chuckled as they smiled realizing they were correct and got behind the door that had opened out and began to slowly push it closed. You looked at Sundae with a look that kept her from going over and helping him finish. She knew you were right and it was better for them to do it themselves but it was natural for a mother to want to help their children.
“Su many nyu fwuffies.” Gentleman added excitedly before looking back to their mother for permission. She reluctantly nodded and he ran forward to greet the bigger foals that were gathering. It was an adorable exchange. You decided to let the fluffies introduce themselves and simply found a seat nearby and served pancakes into the bowls as requested.
You had a vague feeling that Sundae was mentally ranking the fluffies as she encountered them. She seemed to think little of Durum and gave Hulk at least some notice but would probably not associate with him much due to their personality but of the males she seemed to give Phanes the most attention. “And who am ou’?” Sundae added with a bit of raspiness to her voice.
“Fwuffies name am Phanes,” He leaned back and into a seated pose to get a little more distance from her when he felt she was getting closer. “And dis am Peaches, muh speciaw fwiend.”
“Hewwo am Peaches,” She added wheeling up next to Phanes. You weren’t quite sure if this was to box out the approach of Sundae or just to get closer to introduce herself. “ou’ hab such pwetty puffy fwuff.” Peaches adds exchanging pleasantries.
“Yes.” Sundae adds in a very matter of fact tone. After a second she started scanning Peaches. “Sundae tink ou’ accessowies am intewesting.” She added gesturing, perhaps purposefully with her front leg at her wheel harness.
Peaches frowned slightly but recovered. “Daddy make after meanies gib peaches owies. Daddeh say gib bettew weggies when babbehs am big enough that no can huwties wif huggies.” She smiled feeling it was something special.
“Yes, daddeh gib such nice tingies to fwuffies. Sundae and Gentweman got safewoom in housie with pwivate wittahbox and toysies.” It was at that point she noticed Johnson was giving her a look and it made her heart flutter nervously. “Sundae ask daddeh if can hab ou obah sometime.” Johnson nodded and stopped boring a hole into her head with his eyes.
“Dat soun’ fun.” Phanes added and Peaches agreed. Sundae excused herself deciding to watch her bestest and examine the other foals for competition. The only two she seemed to have particular interest in were Gawain and Star. She liked Nimbus’s eyes and Cato seemed like a decent support playmate as things stood with the differences in litter ages so she told herself she’d tolerate them and intended to ignore any of the other foals.
“Sundae hab too many miwkies fow~” She stopped herself from implying ‘bestest’ as she remembered the human didn’t like the designation. “onwy one babbeh. Can Sundae feed sum of ou’ babbehs?”
Peaches seemed to consider this. “Daddeh pwovide wots of gud nummies so nu hab pwobem wiff miwkies su faw.” Peaches added knowing if her whole litter had survived she would have gladly taken assistance. “Wiww see if babbehs am stiww hungwy aftew miwkies.” She beamed.
“How abou’ ou, Daisy was it?” Sundae added having already forgotten their initial introductions because she found Daisy to be far too blande and ordinary. “If eben one foaw, Sundae vewy much appweciate dah hewp. Maybe, dat one?” She adds gesturing to the white alicorn.
“Hmmm…” Daisy added having a strange feeling that feeding favoritism should ring a bell to her but it doesn’t save for the reprogramming and new rules she had received post reset. “O’tay.” She added with a smile knowing that Gawain was going to be bigger than some of her others after it had been playing catchup from Daisies previous favoritism. Mango tended to want more then a fair share, this way it would be thirds instead of fourths. After some exchanges and permission Sundae leaned in.
“Am sundae.” She added snuffling the peeping excited foal that began to giggle at a slight grooming lick from the mare. “Wiww feed widdwe babbeh.” She added lifting and positioning the foal. Gawain did not recognize the mares scent but he was certain of the smell of Milk and began to crawl towards it curiously. The mares milk was delicious and plentiful and part of his heart hurt to think that it tasted better then his mothers but mothers milk would always have a special place in his heart. Gawain paused between suckles and tilted their head up slowly opening their eyes.
“Wub, miwkies. Peep.” Gawain added looking up at this beautiful being before him. Their head tilted to Daisy.
“Babbeh open see pwaces!” Daisy adds excitedly about her foals first words.
While Gawain knew Daisy was their mother their actions caused confusion in this moment as they closed their eyes again and hugged onto Sundaes bussom. “Mummah, wub mummah.” They added before reattaching for more milk. Daisy looked shocked and locked eyes with Sundae.
Sundae had a look of utter victory and smug satisfaction on her face but quickly shifted away from this when she saw Johnson was starting to look over called by Durum. “Siwwy widdwe babbeh,” She added dismissively at first but watched as Mango, Amaranth and Carmine all began to open their eyes and voice their first words as if their littermate had triggered them to realize it was time. As the parents were distracted by paying attention to the other foals and showing off to their human daddy. She saw johnsons attention was not immediately on her and so Sundae scooped up Gawain as they unlatched and held them up for a gentle back pat.
She whispered in Gawains ear while she burped him. “Sundaeammummah- Sundaeammummah- Sundaeammummah.” Before lowering him down to a cradle hold. “Sundae wub Babbeh, Babbeh wub sundae, such a gud babbeh become mummahs pwide and joy.” She added rubbing him heavily against her fluff so he would remember the smell before giving a gentle few licks of the face akin to imprinting before handing the foal back to Daisy who was just starting to return her attention. “Wet know if need sundae’s hewp again.” She adds stepping away with a smug look as Gawain started to get fussy in its actual mothers arms.
The foals had been interacting up to this point. Johnson observed curiously. Cato and gentleman promptly formed a rivalry and agreed to play horn games after milk and Cato ran off excitedly to eat first as their mother was nearly done. It was also obvious that Gentleman was smitten with Star the way he watched her with that dopey smile. ‘I wish id gotten to see shauns first bit of puppy love.’ Johnson smiled with a slight twinge of sadness in his heart.
“Mummah, can babbehs wick pwate?” Star added curiously looking at some of the sauce still drizzled on there.
As she looked to johnson for approval, and he nodded. “Otay but twy not to make~” No sooner had she said Otay had the foals started in on the Mutfruit and syrup stains. “messies…” She smiled knowing it was futile.
“Soo goodsies.” Nimbo’s voicebox uttered for them.
“Dat am neat. Sound wike metaw fwiend.” Gentleman adds offhandedly meaning it as a compliment but causing Nimbo a slight bit of self-consciousness.
“Tank ou~” Nimbo added nervously and slipped in the bowl.
“Wha mummah teww ou’?” Peaches added with a sigh as Phanes walks over to pick up the foal to help his mate groom her sticky fluff.
“Sundae hewp cwean dese two.” Sundae adds stepping over. “Ou’ fwiend wan hab miwkies wif ou’?” Sundae adds inviting her favorite of the two fillies to come and nurse from her. Star looked over to her mother.
“. . .Dat~ am~ fine. Tank’ou~” Peaches adds nervously after having seen the Gawain incident but assumed that star was old enough not to have such an accident and accepted the ‘help’.
“Tank ou’ fow miwkies and wickie cweanies staw, pwetty mawe.” Star added before she was promptly picked up and groomed.
“Nu wowwies, Sundae wub pwetty babbehs.” She added with a whisper to the close foal. Star giggled at the compliment and was placed down on the previously fed teat as she intended the full one for her own foal. She proceeded to lick Gentlemen back to pristine colors as the mutfruit juice had stained their face.
“Tank’ou mummah.” He added joining star who had waited for her new friend.
As she watched the two feed Sundae pondered if these two would one day become special friends themselves. “Ou’ wewcome sweetie.” She was feeling great relief in her milkie places. One foal could only do so much especially if you didn’t want to overfeed them. Chubby was one thing, but no son of hers would be a fatty fatty boomba’laddie.
Cato was now practically vibrating nearby waiting for their new friend to join them as they had finished eating already. He paused looking up expectantly. She sighed. “Ou can go pway. Dewe be mowe when ou’ done.” She added knowing her son was impatient and already half done. He needed some exercise anyway.
“Tank’ou mummah. Wet’s pway watew staw!” Gentleman added waving goodbye.
Star unlatched for a moment. “Otay.” Star preferred her mothers milk but she found Sundaes flavor to be unique in comparison and therefor decided to have her fill. One can enjoy chocolate despite vanilla being their favorite afterall.
“Welp, I better get to these dishes.” Johnson added picking up the trays. “Have fun everyone.” The fluffies waved goodbye to their daddy assuming they’d be back. Sundae watched this and decided this was a suitable diversion for her son who was fencing Cato with their horns.
“Sundae be back soon.” She adds dismissing herself casually to follow the human now that they were out of sight. She paused to see them dropping the dishes in a sink next to a work bench and signaling over a handy unit to begin the dishes for him. She followed behind a distance to the work shop and by the time she had arrived she could hear some tools at work. She peaked in at Johnson working some marked wood on a saw. Each slice brought off piece after piece and she was fascinated that almost every cut lead to a shape being created. Three triangle blocks from one single thick triangle on each end of the block being cut down from. One thick trapezoid made into three from between the portions the triangles were carved out from. One thick round half circle made into three and three Archway bridges. As johnson paused to removed the glasses and blow some dust off his hands he turned when he heard a sneeze.
“Oh, hello sundae.” He adds casually before getting out the sand paper to round the edges so they weren’t sharp. “Did you need something?”
“Just cuwious wah daddeh doin…” She adds walking in as she was told she had permission to explore previously. “So dat wewe ou’ awe speciaw fwiend.” She added striding over to the container. “Why no moob?” She added after pressing her hooves to the glass. “Fwiend nu bweavies!”
“Calm down Sundae.” Johnson added callously. “They are fine. The gel keeps them from suffocating and provides their body with nutrients and water. They’re not moving because daddy is busy doing other things.” He adds feeling an arch before gesturing over to the chair. “Daddy needs to be napping in there for Director to come out and play.” He adds before moving on to sanding the next piece.
“Can, Sundae pway wif speciaw fwiend again today?” She adds turning around to stare at you with puppy dog eyes.
“Do you actually mean, ‘play’ when you say that?” Johnson adds curiously, setting the new blocks in a box.
“Can onwy pway dat way fow few mowe bwight times aftewaww.” She giggles. “Buh wan Gentweman to meet dewe new daddeh too.”
‘I really should not indulge her…’ Johnson adds finding himself subconsciously already mid flip of the coin. ‘Wait…When did I. Shit~” Johnson thinks picking heads out of instinct. Tails, fitting given the subject. “I was going to shift over later anyway.” Johnson sighed. “If you are willing to push these blocks to the tree then I’ll get ready now.”
“Otay daddeh.” She adds smiling with her tail swishing happily. Sadly she did not refuse as you had hoped, giving you reason to delay. You set the box down outside the doorway for her. While getting ready you watch her struggle to push the weighty box of shaped wood but she was making progress. With the IV attached and programming a wake up signal for the robots to retrieve him if he was not human again by a certain time he got in the chair once again.
‘Here we go again.’ The thought echoed through your head as you focused on the screen until you found yourself coughing again on the floor. “HEWE WE GO AGAIN!” Director fluffy added excitedly having feared they may have been decommissioned. They made their way out the door and looked to see Sundae struggling to push the box but she had almost made it to the corner.
“Diwectow shouwda known ou’ be back, howse fuckah.” Johnson immediately struck the Id with a punch so hard the mental proxy lost a few of its representations of teeth. “Owies!” Johnson knew there was no logical argument here as any excuse like ‘that was you not me’ or the like would be countered ‘but I am you’ or some such bullshit. And no way was he leaving himself open for the kind of snappy comeback that would hit him from feigning disgust or non-enjoyment since they were somewhat linked.
“I will destroy this body without a second thought if you dare use that term again improperly.”
Smarty id spat some blood from their mouth. “Impwopewy? Am daddeh saying gonna use dewe own Monstah on a fwuffie someday~screeeee!” Johnsons pummeling of the ID commenced thoroughly for that one. Johnson had thoroughly suppressed director by the time Director fluffy caught up to his mate.
“Hewwo Sundae. Ou’ need hewp mobin box?” Director added moving up along side her.
“Dat be most hewpfuw, speciaw fwiend am soo stwong aftewaww…” She added nuzzling Directors face with her own and he returned the gesture. If Id was not suppressed director would have probably suggested, they go inside first and have fun before finishing the delivery. Director bit into the edge of the box and lifted it while walking. The taste wasn’t enjoyable but it beat pushing it with his face and risk his horn punching through.
Setting down the box Director gave a few smacks of his lips and licked their teeth before taking a lap of water. “Hewwo Diwectow.” Durum added without looking over as he did his best to calm Gawain by holding him to his chest. “Daddeh am hewe, it otay…” Gawain seemed to calm down a bit and peeped contentedly a quiet “Daddeh…” Daisy continued glancing somewhat sadly at her foal that had seemingly rejected her somewhat while feeding Mango and Amaranth.
She snuffed. “Mummah, wub… Bah-bee’s,” Hiccup. “Bah-bees wub mummah,” Hiccup. “Dwink wots of miwkies.” Sniffle. “Gwow up big and stwong. Huu~”
“Whewe am Cawmine?” Director asks curiously not seeing the foal amongst its parents before heawing a slight confused ‘thump’ on the underside of the carboard box.
“Spwowe? Peep! Why dawkies?”
Boy was he lucky he hadn’t just sat the heavy box on a foal just now. With a prompt push with his hoof, there below in a pothole divot was the Dull red Unicorn. “Weww dewe’s dah widdwe spwowah.” He added with a smile as directors horn glowed gently and the filly began to lift into the air.
“Fwy? Peep, why fwy? Wingies-chirp?” He moved her in front of his face and smiled. “Nyu?” Carmine added curiously, not having a visual reference for the fwuffy but paused closing their eyes for a slight sniff before she was placed on his back.
“Nu wingies Cawmine.” He giggled. “Ou’ membah Diwectow nao?” He added fighting the ticklish sensation of the foal nudging into his skin with their snout.
The fluffy smell was unique but the skin had a familiar smell to it… It was human daddy! “Daddeh?” The filly added slightly confused as they were lifted off the back once again by the unseen force that they now realized felt like a tender human non hoof despite not seeing one.
“Dat wight, buh’ caww Diwectow when am fwuffy. Undah-stand?” The filly nodded and threw up her arms excitedly.
“Wub Diwectow, peep.” Director laughed and floated the filly over and gave her a raspberry on her tender belly. She giggled at the feeling before being sat down onto the ground again.
“Hab fun, buh be caweful whewe ou’ expwowe.” He added with a wave of his hoof to dismiss the filly who clumsily walked off with excitement. ‘mental note. Fill the potholes and repave the road.’ Last thing johnson needed was someone tripping in a crack or breaking their ankle in a hole.
Walking over to Daisy and the now freshly fed foals you sat down. Sundae was observing your behavior and judging quietly but she sat down nearby. “Ou’ sound saddies Daisie. Can Diwectow hewp?” He added giving a quick glance to Mango and Amaranth who were walking around him with curious awe.
“Gawain keep cawwing fow mummah eben when gib huggies and wub. No kno’ why…” As she looks down crying Director gives Sundae a side eye as he sees her watching Gawain and Phanes.
“Babbeh pwobabwy nu mean to gib ou’ Heawt huwties. Gib it time,” Director adds putting a reassuring hoof on her shoulder. “Diwectow twy tawk to Gawain doh pwobabwy too widdwe.” She snuffles a thank you and moves in for a hug. You weren’t expecting it but found yourself returning the gesture instinctually. Director pulls away and walks over to Phanes and Gawain and lays down.
“Pwease set Gawain down.” You say to phanes who hesitantly complies and lays down to watch. The White alicorn foal looks up at their daddy before looking over to the looming black unicorn as they are nudged forward by their father. “Gawain, Gawain, cawe to expwain?” Director adds lowering their face to level with the foal. They looked nervous and uncertain before adjusting their stance bracing for the approaching horn. Director touched the side of his horn to Gawains and it hummed with a soft light. A warm sensation with a familiar scent was felt and he heard a voice. ‘Sundaeammummah- Sundaeammummah- Sundaeammummah.’
Director immediately sat up, he had no reason to assume something like that would happen but it did. ‘Stwange…’
“Gawain wan mummah.” He exclaimed with a feeling of triumph as if he had repelled the much larger unicorns horn.
Director motioned with their hoof to Daisie. “Gud fwuffies du not yeww and make demands Gawain.” He added staring intensely at the foal.
“Buh, wha?” They add looking confused between Sundae his preferred mother and Daisie his actual mother.
“Wemembah Gawain.” As you said this you could see a slight glow come from Gawains horn in response to your own resonating from your previous connection. The memories were blind. A mothers heartbeat, her scent, her song. Gawain blinked suddenly. “Wemembah dis Wesson Gawain. Aww dat am Pwetty am not awways good. But dat which am good, am aways pwetty.” And with renewed clarity Gawain saw through Sundaes Halo effect and realized the true motherly beauty that had loved him for so many forevers. He bounded over past Sundae who looked disappointed as Gawain leapt into Daisies arms. “MUMMAH~!” Daisie caught Sundaes gaze and returned the look of smug victory she had received earlier but it was dirtied with emotion as she began to bawl and return the ecstatic love of their reunion.
“Speciaw fwiend…” Director added placing a leg on their shoulder. “Diwectow thinkies we nee’ tawk in pwivate…” The two excused themselves and went around the corner and into the house.
“What dah fwuff was dat poopies?” Johnson added after closing the front door behind him.
Sundae had not stopped and was already at the stairs. “Why ou’ asking Sundae?” She adds curiously, stopping on the first step and looking back over her shoulder at him surprised that he actually wanted to talk.
“Sundae am mummah? Weawwy?” He watched as she blinked slightly surprised at how her special friend had discovered this.
“Sundae wike dah’ Babbeh. It am wasted on Hew.” She haughtily flips her mane and continues up the stairs.
You had to admit Gawain was a standout of the litter the one bit of his fathers genetics that got through in the batch. “Dat was Manipuwative,” He added bounding up the stairs. “And cwuew,” He added catching up to her in the hallway and placing his hoof on the wall in front of her as she ‘eeped’ slightly and backed into the wall. Director placed his other hoof on the other side of her against the wall and though he felt like an idiot for feeling this way director couldn’t deny it.
“And ou’ smawties am so enfing haut.” He leant forward and nuzzeled her face and gave a rhaspy breath to her ear as the bedroom doorknob turned and the door flung open.
Sundae was pleasantly surprised. So many stallions had indicated things about her that they found attractive but never had one of them mentioned her intelligence. She smiled and placed hew arms around his neck and leant forward into the warmth she could feel pressing into her stomach as he massaged it against his body with her breasts. If Director had not been made to Courser specifications he would probably not be able to support their weights for an extended period but he was. He shifted his forelegs beneath her flank and held her aloft while walking on his back legs into the bedroom as she continued to grind against him all the way surprised only momentarily as he hopped a jump that would normally be impossible for a fluffy in general, let alone one carrying another fluffy in such a pose. “Sundae tink can wowk wiff dis.” She smiled at the change of pace.
She rolled off after the first half hour or so, the two were laying on their backs against the pillows of Johnsons bed while panting in the afterglow with Sundaes head nestled into his chest director stared at the ceiling fan. “Daddeh gonna be maddies we use his bedsies again.” The two shifted to look at each other and began to giggle to themselves.
“We am bad infwuence on each uddah.” She added snuggling into Directors fluff.
“Pwobabwy…” He sighed knowing that even if he loved her intellect, she tended to use it in manners that the stuck up Johnson wouldn’t abide.
“So what am da deaw wif hewd?” Sundae asks curiously while glancing up.
“Ewabowate?” She blinked at the word. “It means, expwain.” She nodded.
“So ou’ in chawge both whiwe fwuffy and not?”
“Woosewy. Dis am game ub pwentendsies fow human daddeh… Nu tink he cawes abou’ bein in chawge but do when fwuffies ask it ob Diwectow.” Director adds in a Blaise fair tone.
“Why act wike dummeh fwuffy den when both ou’ am smawties?”
Director blinked and looked over to her. “If Daddeh wook at ebewyone bewow dem wike poopies den whowe eawth am fuww ob poopies.” Director adds pulling her close with the arm she was laying on and gesturing with his free leg. “So dey wike to fink dat so wong as dose bewow am stiww twying to cwimb up to weach dem den dey stiww wowthy of gud thinkies.” Even if you occasionally threw a rock at someone while they climbed. “Ou get it?”
“Am intewesting thinkies. Sundae nu know if fow hew, but wiww thinkies on it some mowe…”
After a short nap Sundae felt like she could walk again, albeit with some still mild discomfort. The eyebot floating in the hallway gave Director the impression that Gentleman was still ok as it would have provided a communication alert from Isaac. After a short delay while Director waited for Sundae to use the personal litterbox the two proceeded back down stairs. Director served a bowl of tato soup with silt beans from the fridge that was kind of like eating chili without meat. With a bowl of salad for a side. After their late lunch the two proceeded back to the tree.
You could see the rest of the fluffies from here. There was a large fluff pile of foals cradled between Daisie and peaches. You could see star hugging gentleman from here. Director was a mix of emotions, while johnson found it adorable, smarty id was seething with possessiveness. All the fillies would be his mares one day if he had anything to say about it. Even the current dummy mares too if he felt like it. Heck maybe even some of the stallions whether it was to put them in their place or just get them out of his way for good, who could say? But he wasn’t dumb enough to rage and draw attention to it especially after weakening himself. He’d bide his time and wait. Johnson was too much of a prude to want to think about the concept afterall.
Phanes and Durum were playing with the new block shapes and were fascinated about the new things they could build now. Like towers out of several types of shapes for Durum. Phanes however had assembled a little house out of rectangles for walls and triangles for the roof. “Dad-Dee…” Hulk added while approaching and you sighed.
“Dewe stiww no cwashie smashie fwiends fow Huwk?” They eyed with sad disappointment.
“It swipped Diwectows mind. Sowwy huwk. Sundae wanted Gentleman to get to know dewe new speciaw fwiend. Buh wook wike dey sweeping nao, do speciaw fwiend mind if Diwectow go pway fightsies wiff huwk fow awhiwe?” Hulk looked a little nervous remembering their last play time but also excited at the possibility of turning things around.
“Hab ou’ fun.” She added flicking her tail in Directors direction as she walked over to join the fathers with the blocks.
By the time Johnson had returned from another victorious sparring session the foals were awake again. This time you actually had a few scuffs on your fluff since Hulk had managed to land a few hits. The parents waved you over and you could see Sundae observing the foals at play. Director approached the four adult fluffies.
“Yes?”
“Fwuffies tawk about dah thing…” Durum adds stopping himself from mentioning it was Daddies idea according to the agreement. Durum and Phanes looked over to their mates. “Tank’ou fow dah offew, but Peaches onwy wan babbehs wiff speciaw fwiend.” Peaches and phanes leaned together. “We can wait.” The two said together.
“Dat go fow us too.” Daisy replied leaning into durum for support.
“Dat am gweat.” Director fluffy added. Meanwhile inside the mind Id simply made a ‘tsk’ sound having been deprived a couple of extra partners temporarily. Johnson was very happy with their decision. “Daddeh pwobabwy be so happies to heaw.” Suddenly there was a smile. “Diwectow pwobabwy nu shouwd say dis but daddeh was finking bou’ changing wuwe numbah five.” There were looks of curiosity and excitement amongst them. “Diwectow nu wie dough. It hab few widdwe owies but fwuffies can hab aww dah enfies dey wan wif no babbehs aftah.” The fathers seemed enthused. “An when wan babbehs again, humans do dah magic and fwuffies can make babbehs again.” The mothers were now just as enthused.
“Just ask daddeh when dey back.” Director adds walking away with a mischievous grin on his face having imposed a new arbitrary trial for his fluffies.
“Wooks wike dah cowts and fiwwies am habbin funsies?” Director adds entering the game of ball.
A chorus of answers that mostly ranged in the ‘uh-huh / Wots of funsies’ type of responses. “Gentweman, come wiff Diwectow.” You added waving.
“Got weabe now, hab fun wiffou’ fwuffy.” Gentleman added waving goodbye. There was a series of goodbyes and even a few hugs before rushing to catch up to the slow walk of the adult. “Wha Diwectow wan?” Gentleman added curious to the big fluffies attention.
“Ou’ pwobabwy heaw it fwom ou’ mama soon but am hew new speciaw fwiend. So Diwectow twy best to be good new daddeh for widdwe gentweman and new bwuddahs and sissies.” Director adds spinning around and laying down in front of him. They were still a little ways away from Sundae who was observing this.
“Su, teww Diwectow abou’ ou.”
“Weww, mummah say dat was widdwe babbeh in safe pwace befowe end up in bad pwace. Onwy see aftew am hewe doh so nu wemember safe pwace. Nice winkwy mummah’mummah take fwuffies in eben doh no pwetty housie she am nice and shawe dewe nummies and wawa. Buh gib mummah wots ob cweanies and mummah wike so we stay dewe fow whiwe. Den one day…” Their face turned sad. “Mummah’mummah nu wakies, fwuffies eat wha food couwd fin but most in metaw tingies so nu can get. Den someone heaw daddeh cawwing fow hewp fwom dah doow but dey put fwuffies in boxies and get bag of jingwies fwom moo moo wawkew and dey take fwuffies hewe.” They sniffle for a bit.
“And on way hewe ou’ wose ou’ daddeh and west of sibwings?” Gentlemen choked back his tears at that. “Am sowwy dat happen to ou’… Diwecter knu ou’ must wub dem. Nu wiww twy and wepwace ou daddeh but diwectow twy and be good daddeh fow ou nao.” Director added sitting up and presenting their arms for the foal who came running in for the hug. They spent the next half hour of so talking about little things as Director learnt about his new step sons various likes and dislikes.
“Diwectow gwad we hab dis tawk. Just wemembah, Diwectow need to be human daddeh too so am sowwy if nu am aways awound to be ou’ fwuffy daddeh. Phanes and Duwum am good fwuffies doh, so if Diwectow nu am hewe and ou nee’ to tawk to a big fwuffy about tings they wiww be dewe fow ou too.” You add with a smile whisking Gentleman onto your back with a quick glow of your horn as the two of you walk over to Sundae.
“Mummah, mummah. Diwectow am nyu daddeh!”
“Am da wight?” Sundae adds picking up their foal off your back and giving them a hug as Director johnson makes it a family hug.
“It suwe am speciaw fwiend.” Isaac was hovering up.
“Siw, youw timew…”
“Diwectow nee’ go and du human tings. Wiww miss ou’.” They add giving one last squeeze hug before letting go of Sundae and gentleman waving goodbye.