It has been around a total of three months of having the Fluffies, with the older blue male being at least 3 months old and the small white female maybe 1 and a half months by your guess. They both have separate beds in your room, with blue being in your open closet and white living under your desk. As far as you know they neve interact much with each other apart from white trying to talk with blue, which usually ends up with him ignoring the young Fluffy.
Not much has happened since the arrival of white, and no accidents have occurred after the white one had pissed on the floor. Both are for the most part quiet and donât ask you for much, which works out perfectly for you.
Blue spends most of his days just sitting in his bed, only getting up to shit or eat. He seems to be sulking most of the time and you think heâs still upset he canât leave your room, but so long as he doesnât try anything you donât care.
White miraculously behaves quite well compared to Blue when he was her age. Youâve learned your lesson and had found an old BeanieBaby for her to occupy her time with. You play with her occasionally but she never pesters you when you donât want to. Besides that, she knows where to shit and she doesnât bother you about things. You think she might be better behaved but maybe youâre also becoming an expert at raising in these things. Who knows.
The blue Fluffy lays in his box of old towels quietly, where he does the same thing he has been these past few weeks. He thinks of how he can try to escape from the dummy monster called âMummah-Daddehâ and be the worldâs greatest Smartie when he goes outside.
He plans every day all the time, and with such hard thinking he must keep his thinking place strong. And to do that he must eat all that he can whenever he can get it. Despite hating the disgusting kibble that the monster makes him eat, he finishes every crumb because he knows he needs all his strength for when he has to defeat the monster.
He once tried to eat the white Fluffyâs portion of kibble, however he was caught by the human and so their feeding bowls were separated. He hated the white Fluffy and wished he could have stomped it when it was still a small foal, but the stupid human would never have let him get away with that. He hated the human monster sooo so much, but knew better than to go against it for now. For now he will just sit and think to himself.
If things were going like how it was SUPPOSED to be the Smartie would just clap his hooves and that DUMMY human monster would be serving HIM skettis before CRAWLING away in fear of his AWESOME Smartie glory. The Smartie would be having ALL the good feels with ALL the prettiest mares, and the DUMMY white Fluffy would be HIS personal poopie nummer.
THATâS how things SHOULD be in this DUMMY STUPID UGLY SMELLY STUPID DUMMY ROOM.
The blue Smartie seethed in his box and worked himself up, until a sudden feeling interrupted his deep philosophical thoughts. A rumbling in his stomach, and not one of hunger, had begun to work its way down.
The Smartie got up and waddled to the litter box, but as he got to it he paused half way. The litter box was brimming with poopies! There was no way the Smartie could get in without getting his prettiest hooves covered in the nasty poop. If they were only his poop itâd be fine because the blue Smartie knew his poop was the best and cleanest, but the stupid dummy white oneâs were mixed in there too, turning it into the worst, most nastiest dummiest ugly poopies.
The Smartie was panicking and turned to the human to demand the litter box be cleaned.
*DU-!.. *
With his mouth still open he stopped mid word, thankfully the dummy human was wearing those dumb ear thingies that made its hear places not work unless you screamed really loud.
Completely convinced that the human punished him solely for the hell of it, the blue Fluffy refused to ask the human for anything anymore in fear of getting punished on a whim.
The fear of asking for help and receiving the monsterâs wrath, and the fear of not asking for help and involuntarily shitting the floor. Either option would lead to the Smartie getting punished.
A predicament that only a Fluffy could find itself in.
The Smartie thought quietly to himself.
*Huuu huuuu nu kno wa duâŚNee maek guud poopies ow get huwties! Nu can maek guud poopies in nu cwean widdewbawks wib su many poopies!
Nu can teww dummeh munstah ow hab eben mow huwties! Huuuu Huuuu *
To ask for help and get beaten, or to shit on the floor and get beaten. The blue one begins waddling in place in a Fluffys version of a comical dance when one needs to use the bathroom. The self imposed dilemma nearly broke the Smartie then and there.
The white Fluffy, observing all of it, walked up to the older blue Fluffy.
*Am big bwuddah okaysie? Why big bwuddah du funnie dancie? *
The white Fluffy looked over at the litter box and looked back to her older brother, a look of realization on her face.
*Big bwuddah nee maek poopies? Wan maek poopies bu nu mow woom in widdew bawks! Fwuffy undastan! Fwuffy hewp! *
The voice of the white one disrupted the blue Fluffys concentration for a moment. The blue one hadnât paid attention to what it had said but stared daggers at it.
Youâre sitting at your desk playing on your new gaming laptop, itâs not as nice as your old one but it works well enough. Whatâs more important is that youâre back to your gaming!
âYour workforce is about to get bigger. Dwarf inbound.â
Youâre enjoying a nice game session when suddenly the voice of one of your Fluffies interrupts your gaming. You manage to take your headset off in time to listen.
*Daddeh-Dannee! Fwuffy nee hewp! Nee meak guud poopies bu nu mow woom fo poopies! *
âOh shitâŚI forgot.â You decide to cut the game short and take care of your Fluffies.
You canât believe you let the litter box get this bad, but you suppose since getting to play games again after your laptop broke soaked up a lot of your time.
You get a pair of gloves you keep nearby to pick up the litter box and try to figure out how youâre going to dispose of the giant tray of doodie.
You decide that throwing it in the trash outside immediately would be the best thing to do.
âIâll be right back, just hold on guys.â
*Fank yuu Daddeh-Dannee! *
The blue Fluffy couldnât believe it, what game was this monster playing at.
How come whenever he had the simplest of requests, like the desire to do whatever and have anything whenever he wanted, and asked in the most humble of ways, like throwing a tantrum and shitting on everything, the human monster would hurt him.
Yet this marshmallow strumpet could yell demands at the dummy monster and the monster obeys without so much as a flick. It wasnât right! It wasnât fair! He was the Smartie and she was the dummy runt! He should be giving out the orders and she should be getting the beatings!
This truly was a backwards world! Nothing was right! Everything was not how he wanted! Which meant everything was wrong!
But not anymore!
The human had left the room carefully lugging around a litterbox heavy with Fluffy shit leaving the two Fluffies alone. Itâs not like they havenât been alone before so it wouldnât be a cause for much alarm.
However the blue Fluffy was snorting steam out his nostrils and clenching his teeth as he looked at the smaller white Fluffy who was quietly turned towards the door waiting for their caretaker to return.The sight of the white runt made the blue Fluffy reflect on how unfair everything was for him. The blue Fluffys thoughts had worked him up to a rage.
*REEEEEEEEEEEE!!! *
The blue Smartie charged the white Fluffy and before she could react the white Fluffy was barreled over by the much larger and fatter Smartie.
*Huuuu! Wha big bwuddah gib Fwuffy huwties!! *
*DUMMEH FWUFFY!!! Nu am DUMMEHS bwuddah!!! Am SMAWTIE!!! DUMMEH nu WISEN tu Smawtie!!! Nu gib Smawtie GUUD FEEWS ow aww YUCKY kibbew nummies!!! Dummeh am WIDDEW an UGWY an SMAW an NU DESEWBE WUB OW HAPPIES FWUM DUMMEH MUMMAH-DADDEH!!! *
The white Fluffy didnât even have time to recover from the assault, she was still dragging herself off the ground when the larger Smartie suddenly bit the fur on the nape of her neck and started shaking her violently back and forth between the Smarties teeth.
The screams of the white Fluffy carrying only so far down stairs before being drowned out by headphones in Dannyâs ears playing a podcast on full volume.
The litter box had only just been dumped of its ridiculously large amount of shit and Danny only just started putting a new layer of kitty litter.
*Screeee!!! *
The blue Smartie released its hold on the white Fluffy, sending her flying through the air with a screech. Luckily the trajectory landed her right on the pillow that was her bed in a corner of the room.
*huff huff P-peep! huff *
The white Fluffy was allowed only a second of respite as the shadow of the large blue Smartie was soon looming over her still much smaller form.
*P-pwease n-nu huwt Fwuffy⌠*
*A-a-am⌠famwiy⌠*
The blue Smartie was now towering over the white Fluffy, staring down at her, eyes squinting with hatred and even a smug superiority.
*Dummeh⌠taek wowstest stompies⌠*
The Smartie raised his front hoof and slowly brought it down on the white Fluffys head.
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