Mummah Lucy and Babbeh Derek
~aka Lucy, Eric and Derek~
~Prologue~
You are a Fluffy
You have been in the shelter for a forever
Forever ago, you were living with a special friend in a nearby alleyway
however, your special friend never came back one day while hunting for nummies. You fear the worst
you finally gave birth, but all your foals are stillborn
with nothing left in your life, the only thing you have by your side is an old stuffy friend, with one its weggies missing
it was the last gift from your special friend to you, and the only thing you have left
you hug it while repeating the words âwan dieâ continuosly
in your grief, you ignore the bright shining light, and the hummie munstah
he gives you a hurtie, and for a while, you feel like you are getting the forever-sleepies
in your cage, you can hear the nearby fluffies pleading to various hummmehs, repeating crys of âbe nyu daddedâ and âgiv huggies plizâ
you pay no attention to them, as you keep hugging your stuffy friend
suddenly, a hummeh face looks at you
the mummeh and daddeh look at each other, and then look at you again
you try to understand the hummeh mumble
âThis one, this one, reminds me of Lucy.â
you put aside your stuffy friend, feeling inquisitive
in the distance, you can see the mummeh and daddeh talk to another hummeh, a fellow mummah
the three then come to you
you then say the words that many ferals have come to say
âNyu daddeh?â
the daddeh smiles and says the word you always wanted to hear
âYes.â
~
you are lost
Mummah and daddeh had left you at a nearby daycare but, a lone butterfly flew into the daycare
being the curious little fluff you are, you keep chasing it
focusing only on the butterfly, you donât realize that you are now outside the daycare
as you reach into the streets, you then realize something
you are lost
its nighttime
you have headed to a nearby alleyway
it is the only security you know
you try to look for fluff code, the symbols that fellow fluffs like you draw to indicate safe and dangerous spaces
so far, you find nothing
there is a nearby dumpster
you and your special friend had scavenged for food from these places before
it seems to be that no other fluffy has lived in this area yet
but you have seen some big and ugly hummehs that do
maybe thats why the fluffs avoid this place
as you reach the dumpster, you try to look for nummies. You have not eaten for a while
you then hear a cry.
beside the dumpster, a hummeh mummah lies on the ground
she has no clothes-fluff at the bottom, only skin
you shake her, while saying
âMummah?â
you keep shaking her, trying your best to get her to wake up
you then hear the cry
Moving up, near what looks like the hummeh nu-nus, you see a little hummeh
a little hummeh
alone in the world
crying
âBabbeh?â
~Part 1~
for the past forevers, mummah and daddeh have been looking after you, and raising you to be the good fluffy that you are
you learn to use the litterbox, you learn to take a bath and smeww pretty, and you learn how to watch FluffTV
for the most part, life has been good. you get upsies, you play blockies, and you get sketties and kibbow
but in the living room, you see a picture of mummah and daddeh with a third hummeh
he looks like a little version of daddeh
you ask your owners
âWho is dis hummeh in picshah?â
mummah and daddeh are silent
you see mummah walk away. She is about to cry
dadded is starting to frown
you feel like as though you have huwt them
âFwuffy sorry. Fwuffy no mean tu-â
âNo, Lucy.â
Daddeh sits down on the sofa. He beckons you to come and sit by his side
removing his glasses, Daddeh then says
âThat is Eric. Heâs daddehâs babbeh.â
you are surprised
âHummehs have babbehs?â
âYes Lucy. Hummehs have babbehs too.â
Feeling elated, you ask the question
âCan meet Eric babbeh?â
Daddeh hesitates.
âIâm afraid not Lucy. HeâŚheâŚâ
Daddeh starts to cry. You have never seen a daddeh cry before.
you can tell that from his lips that the words he is trying to utter is âforever sleepiesâ
Feeling a mutual sense of pain, you give him huggies. He holds on to you tight
âFwuffy understanâ. Fwuffy wost babbehs tu.â
~
that was forever ago
With that memory in your head, you realize that the little hummeh in the allieway is the babbeh of this mummah
the mummah has gone into forever sleepies
you know not why
you see sharpie huwties nearby. the sort the hummeh munstah gave you to sleepeh a forever ago
whoever it was, whatever it was, they huwt the hummeh mummah and made her forever sleep
and only the hummeh babeh is left
you were a mummah once before
well, almost was
but you have also seen other mummahs tend to their babbehs after birth
a part of you wants to head out after when its brighty times, and look for your mummah and daddeh
but the hummeh babbeh is crying
you lick the hummeh
the smeww is not pretty. He is covered in blood
you keep licking him, trying to make him a clean babbeh
after a while, not a forever, babbeh looks clean
babbeh is still crying though
you are not sure he wants
he keeps tugging at your legs, his little babbeh hands resting on your teat, your miwkie places
âMiwkies?â
babbehs. miwkies. babbehs. miwkies
you remember the song from before, and then, you realize
âOh! Babbeh drink miwkies!â
you slowly let the hummeh babbeh nestle upon your leg, and let him drink from your miwkies
as he keeps suckling you, you sing the song
âMummah wuv babbehs,
Babbehs wuv mummah,
Babbehs dwink miwkies,
Gwow big an stwongâ
after a while, babbeh falls asleep
babbeh has no name though
as you remember daddeh mention his own babeh, many forevers ago, you come to a decision
âMummah help find safe place for mummah and babeh Dewek.â
You load the hummeh babbeh on your back. He is sound asleep
you walk off, and attempt to look for a safe place in the alleyway
it has been a forever now
you tried counting the number of times the moon has appeared above you
you can only count up to ten
so it is a about ten moons and a few
counting forever is difficult
you found a safe place. It is an area behind the dumpster
the other ugleh hummehs do not seem to know of this place
it feels like the place your special friend and you once lived in, a bright forever ago
special friend
mummah. daddeh.
your eyes to start to well up
however, the little hummeh babbeh reaches out to you
the babbeh gives you huggies
you hug babbeh back
for now, he is the only thing you have in the world
while curling up to your babbeh, you hear hummeh voices
âSo she died around here?â
âYeah. Stupid crack-whore ODâed and died near the dumpster. Was pregnant with a baby.â
âHuh? Whose the baby daddy?â
âNo idea. Bitch was fucking around. Hell, she was partying the night she died, thats why she ODâed. The coroner said that she wasnât raped, but rather, gave birth that night.â
âYouâre saying to me that the reason why she was half-naked was because she was trying to give birth?â
âExactly, but the stupid bitch was having a really heavy trip that night. Now we got to find that crackbaby.â
you feel hatred as you hear the next response
âWhy? Heâs most likely dead. Fucking son of a whore.â
âYeah well, weâre not in a place to judge. Besides, I think no baby should die in a place like this.â
âYou think too highly of these whores. Theyâre like the shit-rats. They donât contribute to society, they are only good for eating, sleeping, fucking, and of course, leaving a fucking mess.â
âWell, lets just keep searching anyway. Weâre paid to do this shitâ
You hang on to your babbeh
for some reason, you donât want these people to find him and you, yet.
its been a forever again
the moon has appeared many times
someone had thrown away a lot of used markers
you remember an episode of FluffTV about counting
with a marker in your mouth, you have tried to count
so far, you have managed three row of ten lines. Three of ten moons
thatâs a really long forever
babbeh is okay.
he drinks miwkies, he sleeps, and heâs fine
heâs still smaww though
heâs not a fluffy. He has no fluff, and depends on you not to feeâ cowd
you want to play upsies with him, but he can barely walk
you want to talk to him, but he cannot speak
he does a lot of poopies
you try to teach him that good poopies go in the litterbox you made
heâs too stupid to do that
as you think about it, you realize
hummeh babbeh is not like fluffy.
Fluffy babbeh can grow up fast, but hummeh babbeh canât
you miss mummah and daddeh
you know what to do
you take the marker. you draw a little housie, and then, draw a checkmark, for some other fluffy in future
you then do what you have to
Part 2
You are Officer Leroy
You are a parking enforcement officer
its a shitty job. People yell at you. People abuse you. Youâve gotten into a few fights
but it pays all the same
youâre about to issue a ticket when something tugs at your pants
ah great, itâs another one of these shit-rats
âFuck off ya piece of shit. I got work to doâ
âPlease, kind mista, be nyu daddeh for babbehâ
you want to kick on it. Stomp it
but then you see the belt around its neck
this fluffy belongs to someone
you bend down, ready to pick it up
a jobâs a job, and you got to return the fluffy to its owner
âMistah, please! Dere a babbeh nearby!!â
the fluffy is struggling violently. You fear sheâs going to poop on you, like these shitrats usually do
âLook, Iâm not your ânyu daddehâ. I donât about your shitrats. Come along with m-â
as you are about to finish your sentence, you hear the loud shrill
its the cry of a human baby
The shitrat is trying to tell you something
âHummeh babbeh! Hummeh babbeh neeâ hewp!!â
youâre not paid off enough for this
but youâre not a monster
you put the fluffy down. It immediately runs
stopping for a quick moment, it turns to you and says
âDis way mista! Huwwy!!!â
The fluffy darts into a corner, and then, into a tight spot
its not too far behind a dumspter
you then see it
a human baby. In what seems like a makeshift dwelling
somehow, this fluffy managed to find a basket, some clothes to place the human baby in it
nearby there is some markers, some toys, and a lot of poop
oddly enough, the fluffy poop is in one area, while the human poop is all over the damn place
you reach for your walkie-talkie
âHello, Central, I would like to report a baby.â
âWhat is it Leroy?â
âThere is a fucking human baby here! About a month old. How it survived, I have no id-â
while trying to call your superiors, you see the fluffy trying to tend to the little runt
the fluffy is singing some shitty song, but the baby keeps crying
the baby seems to be reaching for the fluffyâs legs
the baby is drinking from the fluffyâs teat
youâre trying to make sense of it
âLeroy? Leroy?!â
you vomit
you look up again. The fluffy is still breastfeeding the human baby
you vomit again
âLeory!â
âIâŚI think the shitrat has been-â
you vomit again
trying not to feel disgusted, and looking at your breakfast all over the floor, mixed in with the shit, you try to hold the walkie-talkie to your mouth again
âP-please despathe an ambulance around here.â
âFor the baby?â
âFor me. And maybe the baby tooâ
~
You are Robert
for about a month now, your wife and you have been in distress
your son, Eric, died from a brain tumour little more then a year ago
looking for a way to fill the void in your life, both your wife and you designed to get a pet
you decided to adopt a fluffy
your co-workers and elder family have advised against it, recommending a cat or a dog instead, but, you have your reasons for picking a fluffy
you decide to pick a shelter fluffy, since word is that reformed feral fluffies tend to be more obedient and hardier than pedigree or purebreed fluffs
Lucy has been a good fluff in the time you have raised her
but one day, she disappeared
your wife and you are worried
youâve been putting up posters, and ask around
then one day, you get a call
its the police
Lucy has been found! You feel elated.
âThank God. Is she okay?â
âYes sir. Your fluffy is at our office, eating spaghetti, and waiting for you. But thereâs something you should know-â
the officer tells you about the discovery they made, of Lucy tending to a baby
âA baby?â
âYeah. The son of a sex worker. The pony found him abandoned and must have raised him.â
Huh. you didnât think any fluffy could do that
âIâm happy Lucyâs safe, but, how is the baby?â
âThe babyâs fine, but heâs been crying non-stop. He keeps reaching out for your fluffy for some reason.â
You think for a moment.
~
its night
you are finally reunited with daddeh and mummah
everyoneâs happy
but you are thinking
âIs Dewik otay, daddeh?â
mummah has gone to the bathroom to shower
daddeh sit down, and beckons you to sit by his side
you cower a bit
âPwease donât be angwy daddeh. Fwuffy w-â
âI know Lucy. Come here.â
You climb up
thereâs a vestigal memory.
You cannot remember, for it was many, many a forever ago
even before you met the special friend
but you always feared to make someone angry
daddeh, however, strokes your mane, and gives you a huggie
âDaddeh?â
Daddeh hugs you.
âYouâre a good mummah, Lucy. I donât know if many fluffs can do what you did.â
you smile
but the thought is in your head
something more important
âIs dewick otay, daddeh?â
Daddeh looks you, puzzled
âIs that his name, Derek?â
âWeww, Fwuffy thought of daddeh babbeh, Ewick, and wanted to name hummie babeh after 'im. It a bit siwwy, but fwuffy was 'tinkinâ
huh
fluffies really are more complex than you thought
âI tell you what Lucy. Iâll call the hospital, and check if babbeh Derek is okay.â
âTanks daddeh. Fwuffy hope Dewick can fine nyu famiwy.â
~
A week later, daddeh and mummah has a surprise for you
its Derek!
you wittwe babbeh is now with a hummeh mummah and daddeh
your hummeh mummah and daddeh!
âOh, tank you, tank you daddeh!! Tank you mummah!!â
you prance up and down
âNo. Thank YOU, Lucy.â
Daddeh carries you, and places you in the cot
Derek reaches out, and hugs you
heâs sleeping with his cute baby face
âMummah wuv Derek babbehâ
Thereâs no greater joy in the world
~Epilogue~
You are Robert
its been a full year now
little Derek has grown up quite well
despite being weak when he was found, he has grown up reasonably well
your wife has opted to take some maternity leave to look after baby Derek but, more often than not, Lucy has been watching her
Lucy has helped Derek take his first steps on a stroller, and teaching him how to play blocks
Lucy also keeps an eye on Derek, making sure he sleeps well
only thing she canât do is tie a diaper for Derek, but thats your job (also mummahs)
it feels like a fresh start
you can feel it now.
Derek is going to say his first word
Your wife, Wendy, you and Lucy, are in the room
âCome on Derek!â
âCome on!â
âCome on babbeh Dewik! Dew it! Say mummah!â
Derek struggles but manages to say
âMah. mah.â
both Wendy and you clap your hands
however, Derek crawls up to Lucy
Lucy is a bit shocked. But Derek says it again.
âMama.â
As Derek keeps hugging Lucy tighly, Lucy smiles
a tear falls from her eye
âBabbeh.â
Wendy looks a bit confused. But you understand. and after a while, she understands too.
"Derek will grow out of it.
But this is all thanks to Lucy."
THE END (for now)