Your name is Ice…
And you feel like your going to make sickie wawa…
You came back to the nestie after finding the special nummies Mummah wanted, just in time to see her eating some of the Babies that Nu-Mummah Cherry just had…
“Oh! Hewwow Ice! ‘ou find those speshuw nummies fo’ Chewwy?” Harley ask calmly. You don’t even respond, you mind has either gone numb from the sickening display before you, or you have just finally come to terms about what your Mother is… A Monster.
You set the special nummies in front of Cherry, crying silently as she feeds herself, and the remaining foals from her litter. Only five are alive while the rest have been eaten. All that was left, was a Dark Green Alicorn, a Dark Yellow Earthie, Two Unicorns, one Dark Purple, the other Dark Brown. Your mother presented the final survivor…
She looked just like Lovely… Your mother, albeit a few things were different. This babbeh was Brick colored instead of a pure Red, and she was a Alicorn, Your mother was a Earthie. “Id Suwpwise fo’ bestes’ babbeh Mummah Hawwey ebah had… ‘Ou been su gud, wanted to gib ‘ou somethin’ buh am stiww new tu bein’ Mummah, tee-hee!”
This Baby… Was yours? “W-wha’ Mummah Hawwey wan’ Ice tu do wiff Babbeh?” You asked sheepishly, still trying to figure out her plan. “Whatebah Ice wan’ to do wiff babbeh! Waise it, pway wiff it, whatebew! It’s youws nao!” Your mother said gleefully.
A Baby of your own? Were you a Daddeh now? No you were too young! Maybe… A big brother? THat sounds like a good idea! “C-can Ice keep babbeh an’ be big bwuddah to babbeh?”
“… Suwe! But widdwe babbehs nee’ namesies! Gu on! Namsie fow widdwe babbeh!” Harley cheered out.
A name? You got to name your sister? You had never gotten to name anything before… As your mind drifted away to your thinking place, you scoured the very limited walls of your mind for a name that would truly show every fluffy who looked at her just how amazing she was.
Then you remember seeing it. A beautiful wingie friend, Red, and he could fly! You saw him on your nummie trips. What did Mummah Hawwey call them again?
“Babbeh’s name… Am Cawdi-naw now!” With the name given, Cardinal, your new… Sissy, cheeped, and coo’d in your hooves, she was perfect.
As the happy ceremony faded around you, a round pink shadow grew over you. “WET BABBEH GU NAO DUMMEH ICE” It was Cherry, and she was pissed. But the tears didn’t help her look intimidating. She was raising her front hooves over you, intending to squish you! You felt fear, she was so much bigger, so much stronger! You needed help!
You didn’t know waht to do! So… You did the only thing you knew how…
“H-HEWP M-MUMMAH!” you instinctively cried out. But your mother wasn’t there… She was gone… This was your fate.
But your fate never came. in fact, You didn’t feel any hooves on you at all, besides Cardinal. You were too afraid to open your eyes, but a slight gurgling noise caused you to open your eyes, to see a savior… YOUR savior… And she was beautiful!
You saw a flash of crimson, and Cherry was on her back, with Mummah Harley, still VERY pregnant, and ripping into the new mother’s tender flesh. What a glorious sight, it wasn’t a monster, it wasn’t a meanie fluffy… It was your mother… She was protecting you!
She…
She really did love you!
And… You loved her too!
Your name is Harley… And it took everything in you to not tear into that mother… Up until now at least.
But you were done with this pink bitch, she had crossed over a line, one that NO ONE would ever cross. As you stood over the very scared mother, you looked down at her supple neck… Her pudgy body… Ice was a good Fluffy who was very thorough, getting all she would need to make milk…
Yet she threw it all away. For a Alicorn and your Son.
Her funeral… And by funeral, you mean Dinner. With a massive tear, You ripped Cherry’s neck open, showering yourself in Red Juice… It felt like heaven! You ripped further into her throat exposing the Red Nummies you loved so much…
And you dug in.
You ate and ate and ate, with an insatiable hunger, one you have never felt before! Sure you loved this meal, but something felt… Off. Something that was wanting you to eat not for you or you tummy babbehs… But because she hurt something you loved! THIS BITCH HURT YOUR SON, YOU BABBEH! At this point you weren’t even eating most of the bits you tore off of Cherry, you were just enjoying ripping her to shreds now.
When the deed was done, Cherry was gurgling on her own blood and viscera, her jaw had been ripped out, an eye too, her ears, and most of her mane. Cherry’s front weggies were ripped off, revealing the sockets, Boo-boo juice pored out from all over her. You left her Milkie places on purpose.
Before you looked over at you Babbeh Ice, and his New Sister, Cardinal. You placed the remaning foals on the half-mother’s teats, slowly moving them making sure they all get milk. Guess you needed a new Milk Mare.
FInally when every Foal had been fed, you turned to see Ice, staring at you. Maybe you went too far? Did he hate you now? “Mummah Hawwey?” He asked you
Oh no, here it comes. “Y-yus Babbeh?”
“C-can-” great, you lost your perfect baby “Can Ice caww ou’ just Mummah?” IT WAS WORSE THAN YO-wait what?
“Huh? Wha’ Babbeh Mean?” You asked cautiously. “Mummah awways say to call Mummah Hawwey. But Nao Ice wan caww Mummah… Mummah!” You felt you heart pitter-patter and Red-Nummy butterflies flew in your gut! Or maybe it was your kids, You didn’t care! Your Baby, Ice, finally accepted you! You were a real mother! Even before you had your own babbehs!
“Y-yus Ice! Ou’ can caww Hawwey Mummah! Gibe Mummah Ha-uhm… Mummah! Dat gibe Mummah many heawt-happies!” Ice scooted over to you, Cardinal, still in his arms, and snuggled up into your milky places. “Wub ou’ Mummah”
After a few seconds of disbelief… You finally responded.
“Mummah wubs ou’ too babbehs!” As you bring Ice in for a hug, a piece of Cherry flops onto Ice. He giggles at the flappy bit of the mean mummah who almost hurt him, and how he was saved by his brand new mummah, You.
You loved your babbehs so much!
Your name is Cardinal.
You don’t understand whats going on.
But your warm. You feel love, something calls you sissy, gave you a name.
You feel hunger.
You finally feel your mouth pucker onto a teat, its familiar. It taste like safety.
If your eyes were developed enough, you’d be crying at the fact you were suckling on the teat of your dead, half eaten half torn apart mother.
But you don’t have developed eyes yet. So you are in bliss.
You finally feel full, and are taken away from the teat, the safe thing.
You feel warmth again, you feel others around you, they smell just like you, but slightly different.
This smells safe. This smells like home.
You burp, and coo into the warmth.
You feel love.
You feel safe.
You hear a strange noise. “Ice an’ Mummah wub ou’ Cawdinaw, Wub new sissy!”
Your name is Cardinal. And you love the thing that loves you back.