Your name is Prince.
You have been a foal for all your life, you can’t really tell time, but you have noticed that other fluffies usually stop being foals or fillies after some time, however, you have never stopped being a foal, you still can’t talk, you can’t go to your litter box on your own, and you barely can open your eyes.
The humans on the place you lived used to say you were too fragile, and other fluffies would have hurted you, you were so lonely, all you did was eat and sleep, you dont remember even making poopies or peepees.
after a ton of forevers, your daddy finally adopted you, he said your fur was super pretty, and that he has never seen a " threeyearoldsensitib babbeh", you didnt really understand what that meant, but that didn’t matter, you were very nervous, he felt different from the other humans, he liked touching you, and spoke to you! no one ever spoke to you before!, you usually tried to speak back…but daddy could never understand what you said, no matter how hard you tried.
As time passes, Daddy helped you learn stuff, before him you could barely do walkies, but after a couple of bright times, you could even do runnies!, you usually Daddy didnt want you to do them tho, because you used to hit your head on stuff, but you liked running so much! you’ve never felt more alive.
when daddy teached you what the litter box was, you didn’t understand at all, after all, you never needed to know when you needed to do peepees or poopies, however, Daddy made it a fun game for you!, he said that whenever your tummie felt weird after eating, you were allowed to run as fast as you can to the litter box! that was so exciting! it was the only time your daddy allowed you to make runnies, so you were always aware of when your tummy asked to do peepees or poopies; Daddy said that it was still very messy, but he was so proud of your progress
Doing talkies however…that was a lost cause, even if you understood every word your daddy said, your mouth simply wasnt developt enough for you to say most letters, even then, daddy didn’t give up, he started to learn how you pronounced certain words, he specially liked when you said one word..daddeh ( “a’e” ) whenever you said that word, he pat your head, it was like a magic spell!
You loved your Daddy so much! you never knew life could be so exciting, you don’t even remember your mummah, all your life was inside a lonely box in the pet store, but Daddy helped you do so many things!
As bright times when on though…you started to feel weird, you didnt understand, but sometimes your leggies hurted even if you didnt do runnies, your tummy didn’t want nummies, and you felt like you should sleep a lot more, you don’t get it, you loved running and playing, but your body didn’t want to do it
Your Daddy took you to a weird housie with a “Vet”, you didn’t liked that place, when you left, your daddy was making sad wawas! the vet was a real meanie!
days came and went, and as you felt more and more tired, one day you felt…like
you felt like…you wouldn’t wake up from those sleepies
you peeped and cried for your daddy, and as soon as he came, he stroke your fur, and held your body, you were so tired, but you didn’t want to sleep, your daddy was making so many sad wawas, you wanted to help daddy make his sad wawas go away
You thought about how to make him feel happies before you went to sleep, and then it came to you, it may take all the energy out of your body, but if it helps your daddy, you are willing to do it
you open your mouth and with all your forces you say the words your daddy loved
“…Wu A’e”
Daddy seemed to be even more sad at the start!, but as you closed your eyes to go to sleep, you saw him give you a big smile, and that made you feel better, the last words you heard filled your hearts with happies
“i love you too, Prince”.
never been much of a writer tbh, but i’ve thought of the story of Prince for a while, and i felt like i should just try and do it, hope you guys can give me some feedback xD maybe i’ll draw the story at some point too, love my little guy Prince