In the sink in front of you is a shit covered Blue hellspawn which you have been sheltering for a quarter of a year. A creature which you have been feeding and cleaning up after every day since before it could even open its eyes. Despite all that you have done, or think that you’ve done, the thing ended up destroying your room again, lying to you, almost raping another infant thing like itself, and now attempted murder.
*Fwuffy am guud Fwuffy! Nee huggies an wub!!! Su many huwties!!! Fwuffy nu desewb dis!!! *
“DESERVE!?! I’LL SHOW YOU WHAT YOU DESERVE!!!”
You reach out and grab the Fluffy in the sink, clamping your fingers around its chin and squeezing its face. Positioning it to look up at you, you see in the Bluemonster a look of terror more similar to a human than an animal. The things eyes are pinpoints and look around wildly trying to avoid your gaze, but ultimately it can’t focus on anything other than the thing it fears most at this current moment.
*P-pwweeff! M-mubbuh-D-dudduh!! F-fuffee w-wuff!!- *
The words from its puckered lips are muffled by your grip, and you ignore the pleas and lies.
You flip on the sink and pull out the detachable faucet and shoot hot water directly into the face of the Blue beast. The torrent of water assaults the Fluffy and it desperately tries to wriggle out of your grip, trying to pull away from your hand and tapping away at your arm with its measly strength.
You count down in your head around 10 seconds, after which you release your grip from the nozzle and stop the flow of hot water.
* *KAFF-KAFF * * GAASP * * KAFF *GAAAAAAAAASP * *
You squeeze the nozzle again and let loose another blast of water into the Blue Fluffy, It begins thrashing its legs around in the sink trying to kick itself away from its torture. The sinks slick stainless steel walls prove too smooth to allow the Fluffy any purchase and only succeeds in losing its balance and falling over. It’s body now in an unforgettable sideways position as you continue to hold it up by its face.
Another 10 seconds pass and you pause.
* KAFF-KAFF-KAFF GAASP * REEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! *
Before turning the water back on you shove the nozzle into the Blue Fluffys mouth and clamp its muzzle around it, The bloodshot eyes of the Fluffy looks back and forth between you and your hand as it begins swallowing an ungodly amount of hot water mere moment after it was being waterboarded.
* *HMMMH HMMMMMMHHHHHHH!!! * *
You pull the nozzle out of its mouth but keep your hand closed around its muzzle, the look on the Fluffy screams of desperation as it makes noises silently begging you to release it and for a breath of air. It’s hooves claw at and attempt to push your hand away from its mouth to try and breathe.
“You piece of SHIT!”
With your hand on its mouth you pull the Fluffy upwards out of the sink before using your whole upper body weight to hurl it back down into the basin, performing a chokeslam on the Blue piece of shit. Not even giving it a second to recover you take your other hand to form a fist, with one big move you punch the Blue Fluffy in its gut and press down on its stomach with as much force as you can put.
With the hand pinched around the Fluffys mouth you can feel its cheeks puffing up, and with a quick release and a backwards step you pull away from the Fluffy. The Blue monster begins spewing out water from its mouth with as much force as the faucet where the water came from. The water spits out of the sink nearly 4 feet above the Fluffys mouth before falling back down into the sink and onto the Fluffy.
Water gives way to a muddled green liquid as it begins to projectile vomit, its stomach acids now pouring out and onto its face.
You watch all this breathing heavily, waiting for this to end as you think of what comes next.
The Blue Fluffy thrashes on its back inside the bottom of the sink in a fit of coughs.
* *KAFF!!! KAFF!!! KAFF!!! GAAASP * D-! *KAFF GAAAAAAASP * DUMMEH MUMMAH-DADDEH!!! KAFF!!! SMAWTIE AM GUUD FWUFFY!!! *KAFF * ONWY WAN WUB BU’ ONWY GET HUWTIES! *KAFF * HATCHU! HATCHU! HATCHU!!! *KAFF!!! KAFF!!! * *
You didn’t understand at all, despite all that has happened today and the red hot anger you felt a moment ago you fell down on your knees.
You bury your face in your arm as it rests against the sink you are kneeling in front of. Your other hand forms a tight fist and beats against the counter top.
“Why why why! Why don’t you understand!”
Tears begin to form and you feel them run down your face and hit the tiled floor.
“Don’t you know why I have to punish you like this!?!”
You slam your fist down hard as you shoot up to stick your face into the sink.
“WHAT DID YOU DO THAT MADE ME HAVE TO PUNISH YOU!!!”
A moment of silence as you both stare each other in the eye.
*Smawtie…nu du NUFFING WONG… Dummeh Mummah-Daddeh am MUNSTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!! *
You’re on the edge of a panic attack, the complete obliviousness from the Blue Fluffy is staggering. You can’t tell if its ego is so great that it truly believes what it’s saying, or if it is saying that out of spite.
“W-Why do you think I am a monster? ME! Why am I!!!.. The Monster!?!”
The look of fear is completely gone from the Blue Smartie. While still laying on its back in the wet sink, its cheeks puff out and eyes squint in defiance as it stares daggers at you.
*HMPH! * Dummeh MUNSTAH nu wet Smawtie gu OWTSIES! *HMPH! * Nu wet WUN an’ PWAY! Onwy hab Smawtie stay in DUMMEH nu pwetty sowwie woom FOWEBAS! *HMPH! * Nu wet hab TOYSIES ow hab SKETTIS wen Smawtie WAN! *HMPH!!! * ONWY GIB SMAWTIE HUWTIES!!! ONWY GIB HUWTIES FOW BEIN GUUD SMAWTIE!!! *HMPH!!! *
You let the Smartie shout his garbage, waiting for it to shut up before leaving the air quiet for a second. Its face is still puffed and hasn’t let down any of its contempt for you.
You lean in closer to the Fluffy, it moves back cautiously despite attempting to keep a tough look with its angry brows and puffed up cheeks.
“If hurting you makes me a monster… what does hurting the white Fluffy make you…”
* *HMPH!!! * DUMMEH POOPIE NU GUUD ENFIE FWUFFY get HUWTIES fwum guuuuud SMAWTIE!!! SMAWTIE AM BESTEST SMAWTIE FO’ GIBBING DUMMEHS WOWSTEST STOMPIES!!! BESTEST SMAWTIE GON’ GIB AWWWWW DUMMEHS FOWEBA SWEEPIES!!! *HMPPPHH!!! * *
Images flash in your mind of the little weird blue chicken fetus that you raised alone in your room.
The tiny squeaks it made and the small motions from its little heartbeat.
The first time it looked up at you.
Called out to you.
Spoke to you.
Waddled to you.
You wanted to stay there in your mind, maybe even jump back into the past through your thoughts and start over again.
* *PBBBBBBBBBBBT!!! * Dummeh ugwy Munstah am Dummeh nu tawkie Weetawd now tuu!!! Gon gib ‘ou wowstest stompies jus’ wike Dummeh poopie enfie Fwuffy! *
You reach down into the sink and grab the Fluffy by the hoof, lifting it up till the Fluffy has to stand on its hind legs.
*WET GU DUMMEH MUNSTAH! HRNNNN!!! *
The Blue Smartie bites down on your thumb with marshmallow like teeth until you grab it by its face again.
Placing your left hand fingers around the top of its muzzle and thumb pushed against its upper jaw you begin to push its body away from you.
With the right hand you squeeze tight the hoof that you have the Fluffy dangling from, and you pull it towards yourself.
*HR! HRRR!! ERRRRRR!!! HHHhh Hrnnn hn… hh-hhhuuh…hhhuuUU HUHHH! HHHHHH!!! HHHRRREEEEEEEEEE!!! REEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! SCREEEEEEEEEEEE!!! *
Grunts of anger and frustration give way to huffs of discomfort and great pain.
The Fluffy with newfound strength wriggles in your grasp and wills itself to break free from your grip, the creature’s eyes bulging out with strain and veins popping from the effort. The Fluffy pours it all in escaping from the hold you have over it and running away.
Alas the epitome of Fluffy power is but a roaches battle against a bulldozer.
Slowly, you keep a steady pace as you pull the hoof away from the Fluffy. You feel bone shifting and skin strain as the Smarties hoof is stretched further than what you feel would be normal for a living creature. Its screams grow louder and louder until they are muffled by the creature biting down on your thumb in an attempt to manage through the pain. Yet you don’t stop.
A sudden pop.
You release your grip on the hoof and see it fall down limply against the Smarties side.
*SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! REE! REE! SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!- *
SLAP
*SCREEEE!!! SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!- *
SLAP
*SCREEE!!- *
SLAP
Each time it attempts to cry out you give it a full hand whack to the face, more akin to bludgeoning than smacking the creature.
You release your hold on its face and the Smartie falls down into the sink, its left front hoof falling limp against its side.
Its body racked with pain, the Smartie takes its other hoof and begins suckling on the tip in an effort to comfort itself from the punishment it was subjected to.
Still looming over the sink it looks up at you with doll-like eyes, pleading like a child.
“Looks like you’re a dummy no leggie Fluffy now”
*Huuuuuuuu… *
“And what did you say you would do to all dummies…”
*Huu… Gib huggies an’ wub… *
You grab the other hoof the Smartie still had suckling in its mouth and proceeded with dislocating that one as well, the screams rang through the house as the Fluffy layed near immobile in the cold wet sink.
It had been almost a month since the ordeal with the Blue Smartie, and the white foal has made great progress in her recovery. Despites weeks of healing she shows little change in her happy attitude from before the incident, and excels in her training both in house rules and the use of new house appliances.
The Blue Smartie, whose bones were never reset to heal properly, now lays face planted and legs strapped to the floor in its new bed.
A bed of course sand covering the bottom of a wooden litter box with belts that prevents the Smartie from leaving.
It had taken a while for the white Fluffy, now named Puff, to get used to her new litterpal, and in her wonderful nature still showed apprehension in using her former family member as a shit receptacle.
Despite understanding why things were the way they were, she still seemed to care for the Blue monster. Every time she had to go during their training phase she would always be polite and only do her business quickly and cleanly, ensuring there was as little discomfort as possible for the Blue Smartie.
The Blue Smartie, now named Shitbag, took a while to understand its new place in life. After a month’s worth of swallowing shit and merciless lashings from any hint of disobedience, the Blue Fluffy had finally learned how to be thankful for being alive. At least that is what it repeated when it was asked, otherwise some of its nights were spent wishing it all to end.
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“Alright Puff, we’ve been training hard for this, and I know you’re gonna do just fine.”
You stand in your living room dressed in a clean set of clothes rather than your regular dirty pair of sweatpants and unwashed t-shirt.
Puff sits attentively next to you, her size now comparable to a small watermelon, and she listens as you hype her and yourself up for today.
“Your kibble and water are all set up for you, remember not to eat or drink it all too fast.”
*An’ wen doowsie beww make noisies, Puff am be bewwy bewwy quiet! *
“Uh huh! That’s right!”
*An’ wen bigges handsie on cwock go tu fouw, den dat wen Dannee com bak homesie! *
“You got it Puff! I set up the TV for you so you can watch whatever you want, just remember how to change the show if you get scared, and make sure the TV not too loud, ok!”
*Nuuuu wowwies Dannee! Puff ‘member wha tu duu! *
“That’s a good Fluffy, Puff! I’m going now, wish me luck on my date!”
*Guud wuck on ‘ou dayt Dannee! Bye-byesie!!! *
The White Fluffy waves her hoof at you as you step out of the front door for the first time in months, you breathe the fresh air and you have a feeling your life has finally turned around and things are finally going to start looking up from here on out.
You’re Puff, you’re a White Fluffy living with Danny, your friend and family member.
You love your life in this big warm house with so many rooms and so much food for you to eat.
Danny told you that since you were so good you get to go pretty much anywhere you want in the house, and you get to use the TV any time you’d like. As much as you like TV, you prefer to be with Danny instead, so you don’t use the TV that much.
Your bowl is always full of tasty kibble and Danny even cooks you spaghetti every weekend, what more could a Fluffy ask for.
You were kind of scared about today, it being the first time Danny has ever left the house since adopting you, leaving you alone. But you also wanted to show him that you were a good adult Fluffy that didn’t need to be babied.
You were happy that Danny had faith in you to leave you alone , and you were going to make sure you kept him proud of you and not be scared.
Besides, it wasn’t like you were really alone.
You started going up the stairs, one step at a time, till you got to the upstairs hallway.
Across the hall at the other end was Danny’s room, which is also where your bed and food bowls were since you were a tiny foal.
However you instead made a left in the hallway and entered a different room.
Your hooves touched cold white tiles as you enter the bathroom, and in the corner of the room by the bathroom sink was a wooden box.
*Huu… huuuu… *
The Blue Fluffy, who you referred to as brother whenever you spoke with Danny, laid before you in a homemade litter box.
Strapped down and immobile, with his useless front legs folded under him, he looked down at the sand in front of his face, not noticing you enter until you were a foot away from him.
*Huu… Tyme fo’… make…guud poopies?.. *
*Puff nu nee gu poopies… *
The Blue Fluffy looked over your head and scanned the room in a panic.
*Nu! Am Oksie! Shidbag num awww poopies!!! Huuu… Shidbag wuuub tu num guud poopies fo’ bestest Fwuffy! Huuuuuu….Shidbag wiw num awww poopies fo Mummah-Daddeh Danneh! Huuuuuuuuuuuu…. *
*Dannee nu am hewe… *
The Blue Fluffy looks back down at you in surprise.
*Wha? Wewe Munstah gu? *
*Dannee gu outsie housie… Nu be back fo’ wooong tyme… *
Almost as if a switch had been flipped, the Blue Smarties face suddenly changed from a look of worry to that of anger. He looks at you and puffs out his cheeks, as he does he begins thrashing about in his restraints.
* *HMPH! * Dummeh poopie Fwuffy! Wet Smawtie outsie dummeh widdewbawk WITE NAO!!! *HMPH * Den Dummeh poopie Fwuffy num Smawties poopies!!! *HMPH * Den Dummeh Fwuffy gib Smawtie nu nu stik guuud feews!!! *HMPH * Den gib Smawtie awwwww Dummeh Fwuffys Skettis! *HMPH * An- *
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You turn around and give Shitbag a hard back hoof to the face.
*OWWWIEEESSSS!!! HUUUUU!!! WHY HUWT SMAWTIE!!! NU DU NUFFING WO- *
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The Shitbags nose starts to bleed.
*SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! *
*Quiet Shidbag! *
You turn back around to look Shitbag in the eye, his shock from the pain on his face slips slowly to fear from the expression you are giving him.
You stare at the despicable Blue disgrace with a look that could make plants wither.
*Shidbag am gon num Puff poopies an say ’fank ‘ou Puff fo bestes poopie nummies. Shidbag wuuub poopies!’ *
*N-N-NU TWU!!! *
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*Shidbag am gon num Puff poopies an say tu Daddeh-Dannee ‘fank ‘ou Daddeh-Dannee fo’ gib Dummeh Shidbag bestes homsie an famwiy.’ *
*SCREE!!! WHY HUWT FWUFFY!!! FWUFFY AM FAMWIY TU!!! *
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*Shidbag nu am Famwiy, Shidbag nu eben Fwuffy. Shidbag am widdewbawk dat Puff gu poopies in tiw Shidbag gu fowebba sweepies. *
*Huuuuu!!! *
*Bestes Daddeh-Dannee gib Shidbag wub and nummies and homsie and Dummeh Shidbag onwy gib Daddeh-Dannee heawt huwties! Nao Puff gon gib DUMMEH SHIDBAG HUWTIES FOWEBA!!! *
*SCREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!- *
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*Den wen Dummeh Shidbag gu foweba sweepies, Daddeh-Dannee nu hab heawt huwties nu mow, den Puff can hab aww da wub and huggies fwum Daddeh-Dannee! *
*SCREEEE!!!- *
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*Dummeh Shidbag say ’fank ‘ou fo bestes poopie nummies!’ *
**SCREE!- * *
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The Blue Litterbox eye begins to shut close from the swelling.
*SAY ET DUMMEH!!! *
*FWUFFY WU!!- *
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*NU FUWFFY! SHIDBAG!!! *
*REEEEEE!- SHIDBAG WUB NUM BESTES POOPIE NUMMIES!! HUUU HUUUUUUU!!! *
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*SAY ‘GAIN DUMMEH!!! *
*SHIDBAG WUB NU!- *
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*SHIDBAG WU!- *
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*SCREEEEEEEEE!!!- SHID- *
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*WAN DIE!!! WAN!!- *
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*REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE *
The End
Authors note:
Thank you for sticking through the and waiting each chapter, I’m honestly not much of a writer so it takes a lot for me to get to writing stuff up be it comics or stories like this.
Hope you enjoyed this story.
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