John and bella #11
John made his way home. It was quiet with him being deep in thought and Bella being asleep.
John decided he’d have a talk with Bella about the babies sooner than later. Their gestation period is only about 3-4 weeks, so he needed to get a grasp for the situation fast. He had been stressed but he was determined not to let that affect anything.
Maybe this could be a welcome change. John, while a good guy at heart, needed some motivation in life besides old video games. Maybe this will give him some actual sense of responsibility?
Some apologies to Kori are definitely in order as well. He was definitely irresponsible but he didn’t deserve to get his face punched on his front yard for a mistake no one really saw coming.
“Whewe awe we daddeh?” Asked bella, yawning and waking up from her brief nap, seemingly already in a better mood.
“Almost home, kiddo. You excited?”
“Yus daddeh. Speciaw fwend bwuebewwy am dewe tu?”
“We can talk about all of that when we get home, sweetie.”
“Otay daddeh.”
John was glad she was in a better mood. If she was this happy being around fluffies that give a shit about her, maybe blueberry moving in wasn’t such a bad idea.
He still didn’t really like that idea though. He was fine with Bella being a pillowfluff, he preferred it in fact. It made fluffies such low effort pets that he decided if he were to ever get another fluffy, he’d pillow it. He could always allow blueberry to live with him if he would be okay with losing his legs, but that was a stupid idea. There’d be no way blueberry would be okay with that, and even if he was, john would have to be the only one to take care of the babies. That alone defeats the purpose of pillowing.
Plus, he just didn’t like blueberry. He had heard Kori mention him before, he seemed annoying. From what he gathered, blueberry was really clingy and shy. Not shy in a scared way, but shy in a way that would make little girls go “awwww!” And hide their face in their hands because of his innocence. That just pissed john off.
He was still getting too far ahead of himself. He needed to actually talk to bella about this if he wanted to get anywhere.
They pulled up to johns shabby house. John looked over and saw Bella smiling.
“Daddeh housie am bestest housie. Am bestest housie foh Bewwa an tummeh babbehs.” Declared Bella.
“Well let’s get you inside then, kid.” Said john, taking off his seatbelt and carefully picking Bella up to head inside.
Once there, he laid Bella down on her pillowfluff kit. She nuzzled herself in and said something that John didn’t pick up on due to her face being buried in the bed.
She was excited to be home, despite the ups and downs. Say what you want about Bella, but she can be pretty resilient.
“Alright, I’m sure you’re just as ready to talk about this as I am. So, Bella… your tummy babies.” Said john, sitting down in front of her and making himself comfortable. He had a feeling this would last a while.
“Whu bout dem daddeh?” Asked bella looking up at john, confused.
“Well, for starters… what would you say if I said you couldn’t have them?”
Bella gasped
“Nu daddeh! Babbehs nee mummah! Mummah wub babbehs!” Exclaimed Bella, eyes wide and shaking back in forward out of excitement.
“I know, sweetie. But you don’t have leggies, how will you give them milkies?”
“Babbehs daddeh bwuebewwy hewp Bewwa! Giv babbehs upsies tu miwkie pwace!” Said bella, almost like she was trying to persuade John.
“But sweetie, where will blueberry stay? There’s not enough room here and daddy doesn’t want any other fluffies besides you.”
“Daddeh! Bewwa nee speciaw fwend!” Said bella, getting ready to cry.
John had thought about it. Maybe his idea in the car was true. Maybe blueberry is just essential at this point. Maybe some sacrifice was just going to have to happen some way for this to work.
John decided to come back to that question in a second. There was something more important john had to be sure bella understood before he moved forward.
“Okay, sure… I have one more question for you Bella.”
“Otay daddeh…” Bella sniffled.
“So… you’re just now only a big fluffy. You’ve only been a big fluffy for a little bit now, in fact some fluffy mommas would still call you a big baby. So, basically… Some of your babies may come out ‘forever sleepies’ and having these babies may even give you them too. Do you think you can handle that?” Asked john, fearfully awaiting a response.
“Weww…” Bella said.
“Bewwa wan be mummah. An eben if Bewwa onwy hab one babbeh an even if Bewwa gu foweba sweepies… Dat am otay.” Said Bella, looking down at the ground.
“What?” Asked john. Partially because he couldn’t understand the fluffspeak, and partially because he couldn’t believe the parts he did hear.
“Bewwa wan be mummah. Nu madder whu.” Affirmed Bella, seemingly accepting her fate. She had a calling, and she was going to do her best to fulfill it. Even if it meant death.
“Jus pwomise Bewwa somting daddeh.”
“Oh, sure. What’s up?”
“If Bewwa gu foweba sweepies… pweese wub aww babbehs. Nu bestest babbeh. Awe babbehs am gud babbehs.” Said bella, shedding a single tear.
John was close to doing the same, but he wiped hers instead.
“Hey, sure thing. And tomorrow, we’ll go pick up blueberry.” Decided John.
“WEAWWY DADDEH?!” Asked bella, looking like she wanted to spring circles in excitement.
“Yes, really silly.”
“BEWWA HAB BESTEST DADDEH! AN BESTEST SPECIAW FWEND! AN BESTEST HOUSIE! AN DA BESTEST TUMMEH BABBEHS EBA! WUB FWUFFY FAMIWY!” Exclaimed Bella, shaking from happiness.
Things were all up from here.