As the herd lay down for the night, Nurse felt movement next to her, she opened her eyes to see Smartie trying to huddle in next to her.
“Gu way Smawtie, nu wan Fwuff-piwe tunite.”
“Why speciaw-fwiend be meanie, Smawtie onwy wan huggies.”
“Smawtie can wook fow huggies in udda pwaces, Nuwse nu wan. An nu speciaw-fwiend eethea.”
“Nuwse be siwwy, Smawtie stiww wuv speciaw-fwiend. Wan make babbehs gain?”
Nuwse jumped out of bed and glared at Smartie, a look of utter fury that he’d never seen before.
“Nuwse put ouw babbehs in gwound sweepies last bwight-time an Smawtie nu eben show, nyo yu wan make mowe babbehs wike we nu jus wose Gawnet and Bubbagum an Ess-Jay and Dawwing. If Smawtie wan babbehs den Smawtie can gu fuk Mummah.”
Nurse punctuated her point by turning her back on him and going to sleep, she was done playing second fiddle to Mother, Smartie had ignored her, their children and his role as herd leader long enough , now he was on his own.
Smartie stood for a moment in shock, Nurse had never stood up to him like that before. What right did she have to deny him special-hugs, he would’ve enfed her there and then but he was too weary of Josef taking his special-place if he found out. So instead he leaned in and whispered in her ear.
“If dummeh mawe twy hawda, babbehs nu gu foweba sweepies.”
He heard her sniffle back tears and left her, he didn’t want babies with her anyway, he was just being kind to a mother who lost her foals.
As Smartie walked outside to head back to Mother’s house, he saw Bitch over by the play-area rolling back and forth, Whipped trying his best to keep her calm. No doubt the babies were coming, but that wasn’t his problem to deal with so he kept going, hoping she wouldn’t make too much noise.
Bitch was in pain, more so than when she had her first litter, there was more babbehs this time and she was fighting to keep them from exploding out of her. Whipped had a leaf in his mouth, trying to keep Bitch cool but wasn’t sure if it was working or not.
“Dus speciaw-fwiend need anyfing.”
“OOOOOHHHHH, need babbehs tu stop huwting mummah.”
“Nu fight babbehs, wet babbehs out, need tu be come out for wub and huggies.”
“Bitch show yu wuv and huggies awound yur nek yu dummeh.”
Sweetheart was knocked out of her sleep by Bitch’s yelling, it took her a moment to realise what was happening until she heard the paned howl from across the garden.
“AAAAHHHHH… BIGGESH POOPIEEEEEESSSS!!!”
“Daddeh? Daddeh wakie times.”
Still down in the basement, Josef hadn’t eve realised he’d fallen asleep, he’d finished his project and closed his eyes for a well-earned nap, he didn’t know how long he was out when Crimson nudged him awake.
“What, what’s going on?”
“Bwight-wight’s on daddeh, been bwinkin fow whiwe now.”
Josef looked up, a bright orange light in the corner of the room was blinking, the light connected to the button he gave Sweetheart outside.
“Shit.”
Josef grabbed his tools, his bag and his new project together and raced upstairs, hoping he wasn’t too late.
He arrived to the garden just in time, Sweetheart and Whipped were trying to keep Bitch calm while the first baby was already half-way out of her, ready to land in the pile of shit she’d pushed out of her by force. Josef knelt down behind Bitch and set up a warm towel to place the babies in, gently he took the first baby in his hand and helped pull it out of Bitch. The sound of chirping filled the air and Bitch smiled for the first time since arriving.
“Babbeh, am mummah gain, wan see babbeh.”
“It’s ok Bitch, I’ve got em, you focus on delivering right now.”
“NU, wan see babbeh, need gib wickie-cweans.”
“You’ve got a lot more to come before the day is through, you won’t have time to keep getting distracted, just keep pushing.”
Bitch knew Josef was wrong, she needed to give her babbehs lickie-cleans to help with the bonding process, so she would know they were her babies and she was their mummah. But she couldn’t argue as another baby was pushing its way out of her.
“Babbehs gibben wowstesh huwties, nu wike nu mowe.”
Whipped softly licked Bitch on the forehead, the closest a Fluffy could come to a kiss. “Whipped pwoud of speciaw-fwiend, so stwong fow babbehs.”
Bitch tried to glower at him, but Whipped’s new found attitude had won her over, she enjoyed seeing him take on a stronger role, her babies would have the bestesh daddy ever.
More chirping hit her ears as her second baby was born, once again Josef kept the baby on the towel so Bitch couldn’t see it. Whenever there was a lull in her contractions she tries to turn round but she wasn’t able to yet, her stomach still to bloated to move.
“Huu, huu, meanie Joesep nu wet mummah see babbehs, wan gib babbehs huggies and wuv.”
“I promise Bitch, as soon as you’re done you can have all your babies at once, but I can’t risk you getting distracted. Trust me, please.”
“It ok speciaw-fwiend, daddeh Joesep knyo wha he duing.” Whipped tried to calm his mate down, part of him also knew that what Josef was doing wasn’t right but he had trust in what Josef was doing.
Over the next half-hour, Bitch kept pushing out babies, hearing their chirping and then never seeing them, it hurt her lke crazy but she tried to bite her tongue so that Josef wouldn’t have any reason to keep her babies from her, they needed their mother after all.
Finally Bitch delivered her last foal, five of them in total, and her amniotic fluid drained out, setting her back to her normal size. Whipped hugged his mate, happy that they were finally a family again, even Sweetheart got in there, too caught in the moment to see Bitch wince at the monster touching her but too tired to stop her.
Josef tapped Bitch on the shoulder, smiling sweetly at her. “I think there’s some little bundles looking for their mother.”
He placed the towel in front of her and stepped back as Bitch looked down to her new born babies…
And her face turned white from shock.
Five poopie babbehs. Alll five of her foals were various shades of brown, ranging from dirt to dishwater, one of them was even an Alicorn – which given she was a unicorn and Whipped was a Pegasus they were pretty much guaranteed at least one. She stared down at them aghast, how did she get an entire little of poopie babbehs, it just wasn’t fair, she was a good mummy, she deserved good babies.
Right next to her, completely oblivious to her horror, Whipped was overjoyed, five foals, all of them the same brown colour as him, they had to be his babies, he was finally a father again.
“Hewwo babbehs, am daddeh, an daddeh wuv aww of yu su mush. Wan gib aww huggies.”
It took everything Josef had not to burst out laughing, the whole reason he had kept Bitch’s foals behind was so that he could fuck with them. All of them were wearing the skinned and treated hides of five unwanted brown foals who Josef picked up and euthanized not long after Bitch stopped being able to walk. To a normal person, it was clearly five foals wearing Poopie-Costumes, to two tired and traumatised Fluffies, it was the real thing, Bitch got five shitty children, Whipped got to be a daddy again. Everyone wins.
“Congratulations guys. I’m sure you’re all very tired but Whipped if you come with me, I have a bed made up for the whole family to share.”
Whipped happily followed Josef back inside, singing’ Daddeh wuvs babbehs’ to himself, Josef let him have his happy moments, he knew that by the time they returned Bitch would’ve disowned all her children and they’d be starving meaning Whipped would be running around like a mad-man trying to save them all.
“Whipped hab biggesh heawt happies daddeh, wub babbehs.”
“I’m glad to hear that bud, even though they’re all poopie colours?”
“Am poopie wike Whipped, dey mus be Whipped babbehs, stiww wuv dem aww.”
“Well then they’re very lucky to have you as a father. Here, you take the bed, I’ll grab some blankets.”
Whipped took the bed in his mouth, essentially just a repurposed dog-bed but big enough for him, Bitch and their foals, while Josef looked around for some blankets and covers, Whipped kept humming to himself until…
“NUUU!”
Sweetheart’s sharp cry pierced through them, Whipped immediately dropped the bed and ran outside, Josef quickly following behind them. But by the time they arrived it was too late, Bitch was stomping on her ‘poopie-babbehs’, killing them all while Sweetheart lay on the ground with a bruise on her side, having been kicked away when she tried to stop her.
It was even better than Josef could’ve hoped for.
“Nu wun poopie-babbehs, gud mummah need gud babbehs, poopies and munsthas hab foweba sweepies, gib sowwy-hoofies.”
Bitch didn’t relent, even after a baby died she kept stomping it into mulch, making sure nothing remained of her shame. Whipped could only look on in horror, just seconds after feeling joy again for the first time in months was he now plunged deeper into darkness than before, and it was all his mate’s fault.
Eventually Bitch stopped, the last poopie-babbeh eviscerated, she turned and looked at Josef, tears in her eyes – whether from the anger of having shit foals or the pain of killing her young, Josef didn’t know – and a force smile on her face.
“Gud mummah gib poopie-babbehs foweba sweepies, nu wan munstahs in hewd.”
Whipped absolutely lost it, he charged forward and smacked Bitch in the face. “Wha wwong wiv yu, yu gib babbehs foweba sweepies, yu wowstehs mummah eva.”
“Why speciaw-fwiend be meanie, dey onwy poopie-fwuffs.”
“Whipped am poopie-fwuff, dey am Whipped babbehs, Whipped wuv babbehs poopie an aww. And yu take dem fwom him. Am nu speciaw-fwiend, hatchu bad mummah, HATCHU.”
He smacked her again, knocking her face into the giblets of one of her dead foals, he went to hit her again until Josef stopped him.
“Easy there Whipped, easy. I’ll deal with her in the basement, you stay here and try to calm down.”
Josef picked Bitch up and carried her away before either of them could say anything. As he walked towards the house he heard Whipped softly singing to his children’s remains.
“Daddeh wub babbehs, babbehs wub daddeh. Wuv yu foweba, tiww yu big an stwong.”
When the door to the basement opened, Crimson looked up from his table to see Josef carrying Bitch inside, instantly the manic little Fluffy starting salivating at the thought of enfing the mean mummah but Josef wasn’t here for it.
“Back off Crimson, I’m dealing with this one.”
Crimson was disappointed but knew better than to disobey, he turned away and went back to chewing bones. Josef dropped Bitch onto the table, not caring too much if he hurt her, she wasn’t pregnant anymore so it wasn’t anything to worry about.
“Ow, bad downsies.” She proclaimed as her ass hit the hard wooden table.
“I don’t give a shit about ‘bad downsies’ Bitch, I need you to tell me what the fuck did you just do?”
“Mummah gib bad babbehs foweba sweepies, poopie babbehs am nu pwetty and munstahs am munstahs.” She spoke like it was such a simple concept, like killing babies made sense to her.
“What gave you the right to kill them, huh? What if I wanted to keep them to help with the garden? What if Whipped wanting to raise them, you took his children from him, no wonder he hates you.”
“Bitch no knyo why speciaw-fwiend so angwy, fought he undastan dat poopie-babbehs am bad babbehs.”
It was no use getting throught to her, the Hasbio programming ran too deep, Josef had stopped her from hurting other herd members through fear but when it came to her own flesh and blood, she couldn’t escape the insastiable need to kill bad colours and Alicorns.
Though what did that mean for Sweetheart.
“Ok, so you hurt shitty babies and monsters, let’s accept that and move on. Why didn’t you hurt Sweetheart, she’s your daughter and she’s a monster?”
“Sweetheawt no am Bitch babbeh.”
“What?”
“Mummah take hew fwom inswide Fwuffy wen she Chiwpy-Babbeh, say dummeh mummah no shouwd wub munstah babbeh. Was gu tu gib Sweetheawt foweba sweepies tiww Whipped say tu keep hew, extwa Fwuffy tu fin nummies.”
Josef fell back into his chair, no wonder Sweetheart looked so expensive compared to the rest of the herd, she was likely a designer Fluffy, stolen from her home by Mother’s vindictiveness at seeing a ‘monster’ having a loving mummah. Could he tell her the truth, would it break her heart to find out?
“Crimson?”
Crimson looked up from his bones, wondering what his daddy wanted.
“I’ve gotta take care of some things, have your fun with this cunt, I’m done with her.”
“NUUU! Munstah gib Fiwwy foweba sweepies, nu wan bad huggies, gu way, GU WAY!”
Bitch tried to scramble away but Crimson was too quick for her and started to mount her, Josef left the basement just as the grunts of ‘enf, enf, enf’ began.
Looking out the window into the garden, Josef saw Sweetheart and Nurse consoling Whipped who was still distraught over losing his children. Smartie and Mother were nowhere to be seen but Josef preferred that, he was likely to use Mother like a goddamn football if he saw her right now.
He was still trying to wrap his head around it, Sweetheart was essentially a kidnap victim, and since she was close to breeding age now she had been for a while. She clearly didn’t know any better, all she knew what that her family were a bunch of bullies and hated her for no reason, no wonder she latched onto Runt, another reject of the herd’s heriarchy.
Josef was still debating with himself whether or not to tell her when he finally decided to leave it, he couldn’t get distracted with his plans for Bitch, she needed to face real punishment and not just whatever Crimson was doing to her right now. He grabbed a beer from the fridge and gave it a few minutes, letting Crimson do his thing while he took the first five minute break to himself in weeks.
It felt good to just breathe again, if only for a moment.
Satisfied that enough time had passed, Josef returned to the basement, finding Crimson back to gnawing his bones and Bitch curled up in a ball, blood and semen leaking out of her speciaw-pwace.
“Nu wan munstah tummeh-babbehs, wan gud babbehs, am gud mummah.”
“Yeah…” Josef said picking her off the table. “…We’ll see about that.”
Carrying her upstairs and outside, Josef put on his best fake smile and saccharine voice, hiding his true anger as best he could.
“Good news everyone, Bitch here is a soon-mummah again, she’s going to have more babies.”
Josef placed her on the ground and stepped back, as predicted the news didn’t go down well, Nurse and Sweetheart looked shocked, wondering why Bitch could be so heartless as to do that to Whipped. As for Whipped himself, well his fury came back and came back hard.
“Awe yu sewious? Yu fink dat wittew of Whipped dat yu find fiwst stawwion yu see and gib him speciaw-huggies. Babbehs am nu eben cowd yet.”
“Speciaw-fwiend pwease…”
“NU! Am nu speciaw-fwiend u mowe, yu make dat cweaw, yu nu cawe for Whipped, yu nu cawe for babbehs, yu just fink bout Bitch.”
“Bitch nu mean to huwt Whipped, Bitch hab bad hug…”
“WHIPPED NU GIB A FUK! Whipped had it wiv yu, yu big meanie buwwy. Awways huwt Whipped bu nu mowe, yu nu huwt Whipped ow anywun eba gain.”
And with that, Whipped pummelled Bitch in the face so hard two of her teeth were knocked out, she collapsed to the ground in pain and fear, her special friend was given her the worst hurties and she was too traumatised by Crimson’s attack to stop him.
Blinded with rage, Whipped stood over her and began stomping on her head, years of repressed angry and resentful cascaded out of him at once. Between each stomp the herd could make out a few snarled words.
“TAKE! SOWWY! HOOFIES! YU! BIG! STOOPID! DUMMEH! GU! FOW! EBA! SWEEPIES! HATCHU! HATCHU! HATCHU!”
He stopped once he felt his hoofs touch grass, the broken remains of Bitch’s skull scattered across the ground. He looked down at the blood-stained grass and the reality hit him like a ton of brick.
He’d killed her.
He could hear Sweetheart whimpering in fear, hiding underneath Nurse’s arm, Nurse herself had turned away from the sight, too afraid to watch Whipped’s outburst any longer. Whipped turned and looked up at Josef, already fearing what came next.
“Whipped du bad fing.”
“I’m afraid so bud. You know what comes next right?”
Whipped nodded, accepting his fate, he lay down in the grass with his front legs outstretched, waiting for Josef to decide his punishment.
Josef hadn’t fully expected Whipped to straight up kill Bitch, he knew it was a possibility but he assumed he’d just beat her a little bit then get a few days in the sorry-box. Murder was something else entirely and needed a much bigger reaction, then the idea came to him and he went inside, grabbed a basin and filled it with water.
When he brought the filled basin outside Sweetheart recognised what Josef was doing and ran up to stop him. “Nu, nu gib daddeh foweba sweepies, pwease daddeh Joesep, nu wan wose him tuu.”
That stung, even after watching Whipped kill another Fluffy, his own mate, Sweetheart still cared for him enough to finally see him as her father. And Josef now had the knowledge that he wasn’t, the little girl’s life had been non-stop heartbreak since arriving here.
Luckily Whipped pulled her closer to him so Josef didn’t have to tell her anything. “Sweetheawt be ok on own, Whipped du bad fing, need tu gu sweepies nyo.”
“But Bitch gib babbehs foweve sweepies, she meanie, desewve tu git sowwy-hoofies.”
“Dat nut Whipped’s pwace to say, nu wight fow him tu say wha desewve punessmen ow nut. Whipped undastan wha daddeh Joesep du, no wan die but mush akcep it.”
“Bu… bu, Sweetheawt nu wan wose yu. Nu can take mowe heawt-huwties.”
Whipped embraced Sweetheart, holding onto her tightly. “Yu awe bestesh babbeh, yu stwonga dan anywun, daddeh away wuv yu.”
Carefully he pulled himself from Sweethearts arms and handed her to Nurse, herself also in tears, she knew why Whipped had to die but she didn’t like it. Whipped faced Josef, fell onto his backside and lifted his arms in the Upsie pose.
“Whipped am gud Fwuffy, am weady.”
With one hand Josef picked Whipped off the grass, holding the little guy he thought about how easy it would be to snap his neck, to get it over and done with that easily. Save everyone the pain and trauma of what was to come.
But after the last couple weeks, Josef was done pitying these fucking creatures.
He plunged Whipped into the water, the sudden temperature drop caused Whipped to take a deep breath in shock, swallowing an entire lungful of water before he ever realised what he was doing. That’s when the fear hit him, he started thrashing about, the blood in his veins froze , all he could taste was the cold terror of his life being compressed into nothing.
Then all of a sudden it stopped, he tasted air, he tasted life. Josef had pulled him out of the water but for what reason. Whipped looked down at the water, there was something brown that had stained it but he didn’t remember having scardie-poopies. Then he looked further until he could see his fur again, no longer brown but a strange but familiar shade of deep blue, he was himself again.
“Whipped am nu poopie-Fwuffy?”
If Whipped had turned he would’ve seen the cruel smile grow on Josef’s face.
“Huh, I guess you never were.”
He thrust Whipped back into the water, his mind filled with a million questions over the life he thought he lived, the family he thought he lost and everything that had happened to him and his herd since arriving in Josef’s garden. He was scared, he was confused, he was dying.
Whipped’s vision blurred and something in his head snapped, those unanswered questioned remained unanswered as his limbs dropped and he stopped thrashing, his body floating on top of the water like a furry piece of flotsam. Whipped was dead.
Josef pulled his body from the basin and tossed it unceremoniously towards the broken remains of Bitch, reuniting the pair for one last time before he buried them. Sweetheart was too tired to keep crying but held onto Nurse anyway, not wanting to see her father’s corpse. Josef looked up and saw that Smartie had finally emerged to see what the commotion was about.
And behind him, Mother had also wandered outside.
The events over the last two days had put Josef in a vendetta type mood and target number 1 was this gas-lighting, baby-snatching, haughty-taughty motherfucker and Josef wasn’t letting her go easily.
“Mother.” He called out as he climbed back to his feet. “I think you and I need to have a little chat.”
Mother tried to runback to her house but he short legs were no match for the five long strides it took Josef to close the distance, effortlessly avoiding Smartie who tried in vain to stop him. Josef grabbed Mother by the back of her neck lifted her up.
Smartie started hitting Josef on the leg, his soft hoofs barely felt. “Nu gib Mummah bad Upsies, she gud Fwuffy.”
“I’m afraid not you little shit, Mother’s been a bad fucking Fluffy, and I’m gonna see what she has to say for herself in the Sorry-Room.”
Smartie ignored the stream of scardie-poopies that Mother dropped on his back and kept yelling at Josef as he carried her inside. The little purple Pegasus utterly terrified that he was never going to see her again.
Or knowing what Josef could do, never wanting to.
he at least accepted his fate as he did broke the rule out of anger, dammit Josef! 
He was a loyal fluffy!!!