Luck (Author : Kslatt / Juicykaos)

the cold wind dances through the city
as the grey clouds envelop the shining sun, the blue sky fades into darkness and the harsh winter begins.

you are Lily, a pink soon mummah pegasus living with your special friend in a hollowed out tree.

you lay on your stomach, singing a beautiful song for your babbehs.

“mummah wub babbehs…babbehs wub mummah…mummah gon take babbehs tu skettywand”.

while you’re singing, your special friend gathers berries for you and your tummeh babbehs, he’s so strong!

hours pass and your special friend finally arrives !.

“speciew fwiend!” you cry out

“speciew fwiend fin gummie nummies!”.

you look in excitement at the multicolored gummies on the floor,
you immediately bite into the gummies, the sweetness bringing you to tears.

you special friend eventually eats it aswell.

after your meal you get tired, you form a fluff pile with your special friend and fall asleep.

you are woken up by a cold breeze,
the coldness waking up your special friend aswell.

“suu cowdies…” you weakly cry.

you hug your special friend tightly and you look outside to see bits of snow falling on the city, another breeze hits you but it’s even colder.

you both start to shiver, you look outside again and see that the city is completely covered in snow.

hours pass and the snow gets worse,
the wind burns on your soft fluff, it hurts so much, you cry silently with your special friend.

you can feel your hoofsies freeze, patches of your fluff stick to the wooden floor, you hug your special friend, you try to get as much warmth as possible.

you can barely move as your hoofsies stick to the floor, as you hug your special friend you can feel his warmth disappearing.

“speciew…fwiend?..”

no response…

“nu…speciew fwiend…”

you drop on the floor in exhaustion,
your special friend is dead.

“speciew fwiend…hewp”

you’re so tired, so sleepy, you fall asleep.

the next day…

you wake up in your nestie, you open your eyes to see…the sun !, but in the corner of the room the body of your special friend gives you a grim reminder of winter.

“speciew fwiend…”

your stomach grumbles and a spike of pain hits you.

“EEEEEE! uuuuuuhhhhhh…”

you hold your tummeh, you can feel your babbehs as water leaks from your special place, another spike of pain hits you.

“EEEEEEEEEE!!!”

you can feel your babbehs moving in your tummeh, you know what you have to do.

“BIGGEST POOPIES!!”

you grit your teeth as you go into labor, you can feel your weight slowly decreasing by each push, you can feel your special place ripping apart!.

with one final push, your babbehs are born, you rest a bit and your turn to see your beautiful babbehs.

“Babbehs!”

you clean the sticky water off your babbehs, it doesn’t taste pretty but you don’t mind, you cradle them in your legs, 2 pretty foals, one, an all blue pegasus colt, the other, a cream pegasus filly with a green mane.

“Chirp!”

your cream foal cries out, she’s probably hungry, so you lay both of your foals on your teats to feed, you watch your foals as they suckle on your teats.

“mummah wub babbehs…babbehs wub mummah…babbehs dwink miwkies gwow big an stwong”

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Yep, to skettiland they go.

Ah, one of those ancient mummah songs with sinister undertones, referencing times of plague & catastrophe. & by ancient, I mean 2 weeks ago.