“Stupid childless cunt is so babybrained that she treats her retarded shitrat like a child,” Eric scoffed. He was in better spirits after finding out where the fluffies that had messed things up for him were but was still irritated at how Angelica and Binky spoke to him the way they did.
“MAMMAH NEE BIGGESH HAPPIESH!” He said in a tone mocking Binky. It was no surprise to anyone who knew him that Eric hated fluffies, but Binky in particular made him disturbingly angry. Something about the stupid way he would smile up at you. The way his fatass body got rounder with each passing day. It made him sick. To think anyone saw those freaks as anything more than a nuisance was beyond him. There had only been one fluffy he ever cared for. A little shit named Ian. They met while he was working a shit job at the Fluff Mart during high school. Ian wasn’t like Binky. Ian was very self-sufficient and always put others before himself. It helped that his owner wasn’t like Angelica and didn’t talk to him like a mentally deficient toddler.
“Sucks the little guy went the way he did,” Eric said to himself as he neared the end of Angelica and Danielle’s neighborhood. They had it so much better than him. Large green lawns with wide roads that were away from the sounds of ongoing traffic. The thought that Binky was given better treatment than him made Eric angry again.
“Hewwo nice mista!”
Oh, God. More of these little dumbfucks.
A slightly chubbly fluffy waddled over to where Eric was. She had a bright pink coat and a blonde mane. On top of her back were four other multicolored wastes of oxygen.
“The fuck do you want?” Eric answered.
The fluffy stepped back uneasily. “Mista say bad wowdsie in fwont of babbehs!’ She scolded. One of them even began to cry into her mane.
”Huu huu! Mummah! Meanie mistah say meanie wowds to babbeh! Gib biggest saddies!”
Eric rolled his eyes. It was this annoyingly juvenile behavior that irritated him the most. The more these technicolor abominations spoke the more it made him irrationally angry. Thoughts of grabbing her by the throat and feeling his fingers crush her windpipe were very tempting but he had a better idea.
“I’m sorry for hurting your feelings,” Eric said this as he got on a knee and pulled something out of his pocket.
“Wat am dat?” The fluffy mummah asked.
“It’s….nummies….only for the bestest fluffies!”
They were small homemade cookies that Eric kept around in his pocket. The mummah sniffed them and her eyes immediately lit up.
“Tank yu suu muchies nice mistah! Dis am bestest nummies fow bestest babbehs! Say tank yu babbehs!” The cookies apparently made the mummah so happy that she cheerfully stomped her front hooves into the grass with every word.
“Tank yu nice mistah!” The foals all said in unison.
Eric ignored them and handed the cookies over to the mummah. As he walked away, Eric felt a sinister grin forming on his mouth. It was only a matter of time before the single mother and her degenerate spawn realized their mistake.
“Huu huu! Why nummieth huwt mummah an babbethhh?” The mummah cried as she ran in circles. Her mouth and tongue were bleeding heavily and the same thing was happening to the foals. The cookies had sharp nails and razers inserted inside of them so that the fluffies would bite into them as they ate.
The mummah and her fluffies sobbed loudly as they tried to hug their mouths with no luck.
“Mummah pweathe hewp babbeh! Babbeh am habe biggetht mouth huwtieth!” A little pegasus cried, tiny hooves pathetically trying to hug the snout..
Eric snickered at the sounds of their misery and imagined how their idiot owner would respond after seeing the little bundles of joy permanently disabled. More than they already were. The fluffies that made his current situation a living hell would face much worse than that. Binky too. One day he would take that stupid thing from his sister and make it suffer. But not now.
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Angelica awakened from her sleep feeling heavy. It must have been an especially deep sleep after everything that had happened with Eric.
“Mummah am awake?” Binky asked.
She turned her head and saw Binky looking right into her eyes with a wide smile.
“Binky!” Angelica rose from her sleeping position and sat against the headboard while stroking Binky.
“You know you’re supposed to wake me up when you get up so that I can feed you!”
Binky frowned. “Buh Binky see dat mummah hab heawt huwties so Binky wet mummah habe bestest sweepie times!”
She smiled at the kind thoughts. Binky always had the best intentions behind his actions, even when they lead to giant screw-ups. It was hard to really stay mad at him.
“Binky you worry about me too much,” Angelica said softly as she brushed the back of Binky’s ears. Doing this always brought back memories of when he was much younger. Binky wasn’t found from a store or bought in an alley. He was a gift from her parents.
Angelica continued to scratch at the back of Binky’s head as he cooed pleasantly. The memories kept coming. He used to get really excited every time she had any kind of noodles, or “sketties,” and would respond by pattering his hooves on the wooden floor as he followed the scent of skettis.
The most significant memory she had was when her father died. The family started to break apart during that time. Danielle had begun working at Hasbio and Eric walked out, giving everyone the finger before he left for good. The stress had been too much for Angelica at the time and she found herself sitting on top of her bed crying. Binky noticed this and nudged her thigh with one of his soft hooves.
”Mummah?” He had said. “Binky see mummah hab biggest heawt huwties an….an….Binky kno dat huggies make ebewyting bettah! Su…maybe if Binky gib bestest huggies then mummah no have mow heawt huwties.”
Binky then wrapped his little body around Angelica’s thigh and hugged it tightly. She could feel the strain of his little body as he tried to give the best hug with what little strength he had. They were already inseparable but that moment had made Angelica cherish him more than anything else she had.
”What am I doing?” Angelica said to herself. A tear had formed from the corner of her eye while she’d been dwelling on distant memories. “I need to get you fed, Binks!”
”YAY! NUMMY TIME!”
Angelica came downstairs with Binky in her arms. She was surprised to see Danille at the table, staring at her laptop while sipping on a drink. Danielle usually spent most of her time in her office and only came out for meals.
“Oh…uh…hi” Angelica said nervously. Danielle was known to be a bit snappy when she was working on projects.
”Eric came today,” Daneile said while continuing to stare at the laptop.
Angelica’s eyes widened a little. “Yeah. He did. How did you—“
”I can still smell him.”
That much was true. Eric’s stench was strong and could still be picked up. It had a sickening mix of smoke and alcohol that made anyone who smelled it feel sick.
“He asked for us to take care of him again, didn’t he?” Danielle said.
Angelica nodded.
Danielle turned to look at her sister. “Did he?”
”Uh…uh…yeah.”
”Of course he did. I take it you told him not to come back?”
Angelica lowered her head. “No…I…I—”
”Mummah twy an Binky teww meanie muntah to go way and weabe Mummah an Binky awone!” Binky spoke with such intensity that Angelica could feel his body almost jumping in her arms, forcing her to keep a tighter grip on him.
Danielle looked straight at Binky now with a very slight smile. “Did you?” She asked.
Binky nodded.
“Uh-huh! Binky make munstah go way!”
”I’m glad to hear that. Also, Angelica?”
Angelica didn’t even open her mouth to speak. She knew Danielle would cut her off anyway.
”Joel will be stopping by with one of the foals you agreed to look after. This one is a particularly special one that I want to get a good look at. The others will come the following week. I just want to study this one further.”
There was no question as to which one was coming over first. The one Danielle had called a Jellenheimer. Angelica admittedly felt a little uneasy around it at times. Something about its appearance made it look more uncanny than a regular fluffy, and they were pretty uncanny to begin with. The way it would grin with a full set of teeth and the way it crawled like a spider were two of the more unnerving things it would do. What made Angelica the most disturbed was how it spoke. Most fluffies had a high-pitched voice that almost sounded like someone on helium. The Jellenheimer would mimic the voice of whoever it spoke to last. This meant that it would sometimes talk to Angelica in fluff speak using her own voice. It disturbed her every time it did that.
“You okay with having a new friend around, Binks?” Angelica asked.
Binky nodded his head. “Yus. Binky be bestest fwiend fow nyu fwuffy!”
”I’m glad to hear that. Let’s get ready for our new friend to appear.”
Angelica pulled out a strap that she attached Binky to. It allowed her to carry him on her back like young mothers do with human babies. This way he could feel like he was actively a part of helping. The only real help Binky contributed was loudly telling Angelica that he saw a cobweb somewhere and she would then make a weak attempt at cleaning it.
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“We finally got it all done,” Angelica said with a loud sigh. It really didn’t take that long to clean up. It wasn’t like Binky was able to make much of a mess.
“He says he’s just around the corner,” Danielle said.
Angelica turned in her direction. Binky looked out the window as they spoke to each other. A familar sight caught his eye. The nice mister from before. He was looking directly at Binky and waving. Binky would have waved back if he still had legs. WIth no other option, Binky did what he could do best.
”HEWOO NICE MISTAH! BINKY HAB BIGGEST HAPPIES SEEING YU!” He said it so loudly and in such a high pitch that Angelica could feel it ringing in her ear.
“Ow! Binky! Is this about that guy again?” Angelica said. She turned around to see if she could catch whoever this mystery man was.
“Guy?” Danielle asked. “What is this?”
Angelica turned back around with Binky saying “wheee” every time she turned around.
Angelica sighed. “It’s….this guy Binky has been trying to play matchmaker with. He said he—“
Danielle’s lips curled to make an expression that very few ever saw from her: A smile. Then she laughed.
“Hahahahahahaha even your fluffy thinks you need a man in your life!”
”IT’S NOT FUNNY!”
”hahaha…haha…..ahhh….hahaha your cheeks are bright red right now.”
Binky continued looking outside while the sisters teased each other about stuff he didn’t understand. The nice mister’s calm demeanor took a sudden turn as he began to step back uneasily at the sight of something. That something was coming from outside the house.
”Am yu okay?” Binky asked as if the man could hear.
The man stepped out of the room he usually sat in. The view of the house was blocked by the arrival of a car. Binky recognized it as Joel’s.
“Mummah’s fwiend am hewe!’ Binky shouted.
Angelica turned her head to address Binky and said, “Binky, please! I told you once and I’m telling you again. I. Do. Not. Need. A. Special. Friend.”
”Teehee mummah am so siwwy! Binky mean mummah fwiend wif fwuffies!”
“Oh.” She turned her head back in the direction of Danielle and smirked. “You mean sissy’s special friend.”
”Don’t even start that with me,” Danielle snapped.
Joel didn’t even bother knocking and walked right in. In his arms was a much healthier looking Timmy and Jellenheimer foal.
“Hey, everybody!” Joel said with a booming voice. “I’ve brought friends!”
”YEAH! DADDEH BWING FWIENDS!” The Jellenheimer said in Joel’s voice. “GIB BIGGEST HAPPIES!”
Angelica smiled at the sight of Timmy. He had been so thin and sickly when she first saw him. Now he had become rather plump and his mane had grown back looking slick and shiny.
“Hey, Timmy!”
Joel placed Timmy on the floor and he puffed his chest out. “Timmy am big an stwong fwuffy now! Hab bestest nummies fo make bestest fwuffy!”
”You certainly have grown up big and strong!” Angelica kneeled down and brought Binky out to see too.
”Fwiend am so happies!” Binky cheered.
Angelica felt a tap on her shoulder.
”And here is your little friend,” Joel said. He held out a hand with the Jellenheimer foal standing on it. It gave her its grin with the full set of human-looking teeth.
”H-Hi…” Angelica said meekly.
“Babbeh am suu happies fow hab nyu mummah,” The Jellenheimer was now speaking in Angelica’s voice. “Babbeh was scawed buh den daddeh say babbeh am hab bestest mummah ebah!’
She couldn’t help but feel that it would be a lot cuter if it didn’t sound exactly like her.
“Y-Yes…I’ll give you the best care that I can. All fuffies are welcome here!”
”Yayyy! Gib bestest huggies to nyu mummah!”
It spider crawled its way to Angelica and pressed its body against her knee for a hug. She noticed that it even hugged differently from a normal fluffy. It almost felt as if its body was molding into the shape of Angelica’s knee.
“Uh…thanks…” she mumbled.
“Wub yu mummah!”
“So I think I’ve got everything settled then?” Joel asked.
Danielle nodded. “Yes. And the notes you’ve given me have come in handy. We’ll be keeping an eye on him to see if he exhibits any of the behaviors you told me about.”
”I don’t really know how you’re going to manage him. He doesn’t ever sleep.”
Angelica’s eyes widened. “What?”
”No, not ever. It’s unlike anything I’ve ever seen but it’s not like he cries for ‘nummies and toysies’. He just sits there blankly.”
Angelica looked back down at the Jellenheimer as it played with Binky. Binky would giggle every time it made uncannily human-like faces at him. At least he was getting some fun out of it. It was hard to say where.
Watching the Jellenheimer play with Binky made Angelica feel a little guilty about the apprehension she felt towards it. It was very different from any fluffy she had seen but it was still a fluffy nonetheless. The way it spoke and its childlike mannerisms were all there just like every fluffy she had ever known.
“I should probably give you a name,” Angelica said to the Jellenheimer. It jumped up in response and swirled around with a huge grin.
“Weawwy? Nyu mummah gib fwuffy nyu namesies!?” It had her voice again. What made it particularly creepy to Angelica was how natural it sounded. It somehow managed to copy every aspect of her own voice, from the somewhat high pitch she spoke with to the occasional nervous treble.
“Yes….” She said with a nod. “I’ve decided to name you…..”
A number of ideas came to mind. She could play off it being a Mattel prototype and call it Barbieheimer. Or maybe go more off the monstrous appearance it sometimes had and call it Crimson. Oh! But it could shapeshift its face and voice so surely that meant…
”Jelly,” Joel said. His voice cut right through Angelica’s trail of thought and she snapped her head up as if in a trance. “Are you going to name him?”
”Mimic!” She said all of a sudden. “Your new name is mimic!”
”YAYYYYY!” Mimic opened his mouth so wide that his entire jaw was now the size of his own body. “Mimic wub nyu namesies! Am bestest mummah eba!”
“I’m glad to see you liking the new place, mimic!’ Joel chuckled. “I’ll be back sometime later with the rest of the foals. For now you should get used to mimic.”
And with that Joel went back home.
There was so much excitement going on in the house that nobody was looking at the house across the street. They would have noticed the shades pulled all the way down. Someone or something with sharper vision would then notice someone gently pulling up one of the shades to peek through it. The nice mister across the street was no longer as openly friendly as he had previouslly been. Something was upsetting him.