Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Strawberry walked into the kitchen and announced that he “Am hewe wid babbehs”.
“Good, good.” Maxine said as she took the basket of foals from Strawberry. “I’m honestly curious as to how this goes, I wouldn’t think of spaghetti as horse food.” She placed the basket on the countertop and picked up Eclair.
The little foal was so excited that if she still had her legs they’d be flailing about. “Uppies!” She exclaimed happily, “Mommah! Wen speshal poopies ans gots to be goodeh babbeh!” Eclair was so happy to finally be allowed to be good. She wanted desperately to be a good baby, but without her legs she just wasn’t capable without help.
“Congratulations!” Maxine said with a smile, “And good babies get spaghetti! Or at least that’s what they tell me.” She tied a little napkin around Eclair’s neck to as a bib and placed her back into the basket. Eclair’s little mind was blown, she’d never had a day this good in her entire life. A part of her in the back of her head worried that this was one of those rare happy dreams that she gets every blue moon. The sight of her human mummah draining noodles was more than enough to quash it.
Cherry noticed her friend missing and then returning. Whoever they were, they sure liked to leave without warning. She stretched her little legs and yawned. Something smelled very good. It wasn’t milkies, but somehow she had an idea of what it was. Like most everything in her brief existence it was very confusing…
Maxine started plating. Maxine realized she hadn’t fed Strawberry at all today and hoped a plate piled up with spaghetti would make up for it.
Eclair was getting a saucer of spaghetti. “Don’t want to overfeed the poor girl.” Maxine thought to herself as she estimated how much to give Eclair. Because Eclair was still mainly drinking milk her noodles were overcooked to help her digest.
Cherry was the difficult one. She was still on a fully liquid diet and as far as Maxine could tell wasn’t ready at all for solid food. Maxine was determined to give her something for her first day in their bizarre family. The solution: an eyedropper of marinara. Worst case scenario she has a tummy ache and Maxine just makes Strawberry clean it up.
Maxine ladled sauce over the two plates and clapped her hands, “Ok. Should be good!”
“Hooway!” Eclair cheered from her basket, “Sketties!” Eclair had never had them before but everyone says they’re the best thing ever. “Bestest thing eva afta fwuffy and hoomin mummahs” she thought to herself guiltily. The foal did not want to get greedy, she saw what happens to greedy fluffies from her long stay at fluffy mart. Eclair did not want any more hurties or to make her mummahs mad.
Maxine picked up eclair and placed her on the ground a foot away from Strawberry. “Ok, I’ll be right back with Sketties!”
“…hooway….” Strawberry said sarcastically. At least he was finally getting fed. The way he was salivating at the thought of spaghetti was starting to freak him out. Something hardwired into his fluffy mind was telling him he needed ‘sketties’ and he needed it now. He rubbed his cheeks with his hooves and took a long breath. Patience. You just look like a fluffy. Don’t need to start acting like one.
Maxine placed Strawberry’s plate and eclair’s much smaller plate in front of them. Eclair looked back and forth between the plates, the little gears in her head turning quickly. Why did mummah get so much more sketties? Eclair settled on the notion that she was still only an ok baby at best. She didn’t deserve any more sketties. she was still thankful and excited that she was finally good enough for the bestest of foods. Maybe today would finally be the day she wouldn’t go to sleep hungry!
Strawberry looked over the plate and tried to plan out his angle of attack. The obvious option would be to slam his face in there and start munching… but that was so undignified that he immediately threw it out. Perhaps scooping it with his hooves? He decided to hold the plate up with his hooves and eat from a seated position. It wasn’t a fork, but he at least looked respectable.
Eclair waited, biting her lip and squealing as her patience was tested. Mummah didn’t say to eat and she didn’t want to be bad. But the sketties were right in front of her. They were beautiful. The dark red sauce catching the light and the shimmering noodles were the most amazing thing she had ever seen. The smell was starting to drive her crazy with hunger, drool slipped out of her mouth as the muscles in her back tensed.
Maxine scratched her chin. “You guys can dig in whenever you want.” and at that Eclair dove her head in fast as lightning. The little filly was in heaven. How could food even taste this good? She thought real mommah milkies was incredible but this was on another level. Today really was the best day of her life.
Strawberry carefully pressed his hoof on one end of the plate so it would tip up. His other hoof would catch the bottom so that he could slide both underneath. He lifted the plate to his mouth and licked his lips involuntarily. “…sketties…”
Maxine beamed as Eclair dug in. The little foal looked so happy. She got the feeling that eclair had a hard life up until now and wanted to make up for it as much as she could. Maxine had one more present planned for Eclair but it would have to wait until after her stomach settled.
Picking up the eyedropper, Maxine sucked in a small helping of marinara. She carefully picked Cherry up and rolled her onto her back. The foal cooed and chirped, trying to hug Maxine’s fingers. Maxine slid the tip of the dropper into Cherry’s mouth and squeezed a drop of marinara on her tongue.
Cherry had never tasted anything like this. It was so yummy, like milkies but… something… Cherry didn’t have the words or experience to even begin to describe it. All she knew was, “dis ams bestest noms”. When Maxine took the dropper out to see Cherry’s response the filly mewled out, “Sss…sbebbie…” and opened it’s eye for the first time. Everything was fuzzy and hazy and something very big was holding her but she wasn’t afraid. This was mummah.
Strawberry had intended to take things slow but after taking an exploratory bite the fluffy in him took and had him scarfing down mouthfuls of spaghetti at a time. It was legitimately the best thing he had ever tasted, the mixture of sweet, salty, and savory was so perfect it made him want to cry. “Sketties!” He found himself cheering between bites. He didn’t notice, he just wanted more.
Eclair had discovered slurping up individual noodles and was having a grand old time playing. Slurrrrp! Up went a spaghetti noodle and Eclair went off giggling. The last time she had so much fun… the last time… Eclair stared off into space for a moment, dark thoughts clawing at the edge of her mind. Memories the foal desperately tried to have buried. She let her guard down and the bad times were flooding in.
But sketties were flooding in too! The bad thoughts went away as another noodle made it all the way into her mouth. She giggled again and went for another. The last time she had so much fun…
Maxine was beaming even brighter. She didn’t know much about fluffies, but she did know that for the 12 hours she’s had Cherry the little girl had not once opened her eyes. This must be big! And she sort of almost said spaghetti! Her nearly first words!
Cherry hugged the eyedropper and pulled it into her mouth. She looked at mummah and wiggled her legs, trying to ask for more. Maxine got the idea and let Cherry have another drop of sauce. Her little legs kicked in delight.
The sketties devoured, Strawberry regained his composure. What the hell was that? Did shitty pasta really make him lose himself? Did Maxine spike the marinara? That had to be it, there’s no way sketties… sketties could… He licked the plate, desperately searching for another hit of marinara.
“Mummeh ams hungwy!” Eclair giggled as she watched Strawberry devour her plate, “do you wans ecwaire’s sketties?” Eclair asked. She really, REALLY did not want to share but mummah did give her milkies. She loved mummah so much. Sketties are amazing, but her mummahs are the bestest.
Strawberry looked down at Eclair’s plate. A few extremely limp noodles were left. He licked his lips. Was he seriously thinking about taking her up on the offer? No. He was a human. He could and would refuse the call of Skettie. His will was iron clad.
“Nuh. Dummeh Babbeh eatses sketties.” Strawberry said through gritted teeth.
Eclair bobbed her head happily and slurped another noodle. Mummah was always so mean but still very kind.
Strawberry watched as Eclair finished off her tiny plate of spaghetti with a feeling of deep envy. His muscles tensed and he could feel the urge to knock her away to take the scant noodles for himself.
With the sketties consumed and Cherry stuffed full of marinara like a pizza roll the festivities had died down. Maxine kneeled down and removed Eclair’s bib. “Did you have a good meal, Eclair?” she asked as she picked up Eclair’s plate.
“Ams bestest nommies ecwaire ebah has!” Eclair stated truthfully. “Heawt ams fuww of hawppies” Eclair let out a tiny burp, “Ans fuww of Sketties!”
“That’s wonderful, you sure do look like a happy little pastry.” Maxine said as she put the plate in the dishwasher, “Now let me clean up your face. You have marinara everywhere.”
“Nuh!” Strawberry interjected in protest. “Strawberry gib… wicky cweanlies…to babbeh”
Maxine pursed her lips, not really knowing what wickie cweanies meant but it likely had something to do with washing up, “Well, if you have her covered then sure. Clean her up and I’ll meet you in the living room later.” She placed Cherry and the foal basket on the floor and went back to cleaning up. She had made a gallon of extra sauce that she needed to chill for storage.
“Cweanies?!” Eclair asked excitedly.
“…yuhs…” strawberry said in a daze, hungerly lapping the marina off the foal’s face. Even off a rat, the taste was intoxicating. “Dummeh am aww cweanies. Nao ams uppies.” Strawberry lifted up Eclair from the scruff of her neck and placed her in the basket.
“This is fine. I am fine.” Strawberry repeated to himself as he tried not to let what just happened get to him, “Just a momentary lapse of control.” He trotted into the living room and climbed a stool onto the couch. At least TV will distract him from any nagging thoughts about Sketties.
An hour had passed and Maxine had finished cleaning up after dinner.
The gang was watching TV on the couch together. Cherry and Eclair in their basket, Maxine and Strawberry sitting on the couch. One might think of them as a happy family at first glance. Strawberry was a human that Maxine had transformed into a fluffy mare in a fit of rage. Eclair was a depressed filly with no self worth terrified that her newfound happiness would be stolen away at any moment. Maxine was wondering what the hell she got herself into. Cherry was actually genuinely happy. She had her mommies and a new friend and a full belly. Life was good.
As the show they were watching ended Maxine clasped her hands. It had been probably long enough for Eclair’s food to settle. Maxine was going to try something, and she needed a lot of extra mass in the little filly but she really did not want the poor girl to throw up from nausea. “Eclair!” she said cheerfully
“Mummah!” Eclair cheered back.
“Are you ready for your last present of your first day as my baby?” Maxine asked playfully, “It might make you feel weird and itchy, but I promise you’ll love it.”
Eclair bit her lip. Mummah was very nice. Nicer than fluffy mummah even! But experience told Eclair that if a human says something ‘might’ be bad… it is going to be a nightmare. Eclair had more than enough nightmares already. But Mummah is very nice and kind and even gave her sketties! Eclair also knew that when a human asks you if something is ‘okay’ it’s not a question. They’re going to do it either way. Hesitantly, Eclair replied, “Ams twustins mummah… pwease no hurstes tuu badses. Ecwaire wuvs mummah.”
Maxine picked up Eclair and stroked her mane reassuringly. When Maxine saved up enough juice to leave this hellworld behind she was definitely bringing the foal with her. Cherry was still a ‘maybe’. It was only right that Strawberry get first dibs. "Are you ready?
“…weadies…” Eclair said meekly, taking a deep breath to brace herself for whatever new nightmare awaited her
Maxine’s free hand light up with a warm red and green glow. Strawberry eyed her suspiciously, carefully making notes of whatever Maxine was doing. Maxine held her hand over Eclair’s front right stump as the light focused and pierced Eclair’s skin.
Eclair immediately felt funny. It was like her tummy was emptying of nummies. Enormous hunger pangs wracked her stomach. A wave of nausea came over her. She dry heaved. The stump that used to be her right foreleg itched maddeningly. She heard her bones crack and creak. Eclair buried her head in Maxine’s hand, whimpering and begging for this to stop. “Huuu… bad feewws” she cried as she dry heaved. “w…worstest feewws… mummah wai… huu”
“Hold on a little longer sweetie” Maxine was trying to keep a strong showing but felt immense guilt over hurting Eclair, “You’re being very brave.” Maxine’s usual technique was to blast the patient with healing magic and fix any problems later. Problem was that the mare was so tiny that there was a real risk of Eclair going full Akira blob.
She turned Eclair around in her hand, looking over the stubby little nub of a leg that had grown. Maxine placed her finger on the nub and could feel it pulsing against her. Still growing so it was best to leave it overnight and see what happened in the morning. “Eclair, can you open your eyes for me? You did it!”
Eclair whimpered but complied, “Huu… mummah nummies aww gowne fwom tummeh…” she said as she lifted her head. "Wai takeses nummies? Wai hurties? ecwaire ams good babbeh… " The light had gone from her eyes. This was the betrayal that had finally broken her spirit.
“To do…This!” Maxine said as she wiggled Eclair’s leg nub.
Eclair gasped in astonishment. The light that had just extinguished was back with a vengeance. “Weggie?!?” Eclair has seen many things, many hurties and worstest times. But Eclair has never seen a leg come back. But here it was, her beloved leggy was back!
“I turned your sketties into weggies!” Maxine boasted, “Well, weggy. It’s still got a lot of growing to do, so please be patient and try not to use it”
“Mummah!” Eclair squealed as she tried to hug her human mother with her stubbly leg. She wasn’t quite sure if sketties for a leggy was a good deal or not. Her leg was also very very itchy. But now she could give hugs and loves!
“Wook mummah!” She called over to Strawberry, “Weggy!”
Strawberry could see a tiny nub on Eclair’s flank wiggling. If that was the best Maxine could do then he was feeling a lot better about his chances to kill her tonight. “If dat ams weggy den Stwabewwy am a fwuffies unca.” He scoffed.
Maxine placed Eclair on Strawberry’s teat and grinned wickedly at the mare, “A fluffie’s mommah is what you are.” She ruffled Strawberry’s mane and said, “Fill her back up and make sure the two of them use the bathroom. I have a few projects I need to work on in the kitchen.”
Strawberry grumbled and patted eclair on the head, “Wiww doo.” Strawberry gave a false smile, “Aww goodses hewe.” Bitch adopts this loaf and then puts all the work on him. She’ll get hers. Tonight.
Maxine’s projects for the night:
A cart for Eclair:
6x2 piece of wood.
2 dowells
4 Wheels
Velcro
Pads as needed for waste/comfort
Penance Cube:
6 planes of glass
2 hinges
1 latch
Various fasteners
8 LED lights
Wiring
Timer
Batteries
Big mouth billy bass set to, “Don’t worry”
Homunculus:
Photos of Geoff
Roughly 180 lbs of raw meat
Samples of Geoff’s hair - acquired from bed
Saliva - acquired from spaghetti plate
1 full “Geoff” outfit
Bodily humours
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Eclair is my favorite depressed little thing. I’m not sure what happened to her still but she’s had a rough time.
This was originally two chapters but the leg scene wasn’t very long so I threw it in here.
Let me know what works/doesn’t work. I’ve been trying to get a better grasp at drawing fluffies but still not entirely happy with how they look.
I’ll probably draw a few what ifs, like Akira Eclair or something along those lines later. ok thanks for reading <3
