You are Amelia Roseman, a certain someone’s younger sister. After… a very interesting bath… you’ve adopted another fluffy and a Bestest Sickie Friend. But, their excuse for getting away with just about anything is…
“Onwy wittwe, ti-nee bay-bee! 'Ou wouwdn’t huwt wittwe bay-bee, wouwd 'ou?” Your Bestest Sickie Friend asks, staring up at you with their large eyes.
“Fwuffy am wittwe babbeh, tuu! Nu huwt wittwe babbehs!” Your fluffy also whines, tapping your legs with their hooves.
“I guess you’re right… Here, go play!” You sigh, waving at them as they run upstairs to their very large safe-room.
You’re so done. You want to think of a way to get back at them for all the shit on the carpet, and the bad behavior, and even outright insulting you whenever they feel the need to. They’re not even babies who are incapable of speech, they’re jsut talkie-babies!
You are Fluffy, a fluffy! Your dummy mummah hasn’t given you a name yet, and you hope you can get one! You can do whatever you want, and your dummy mummah just lets you!
“Fwiend, we nee namesies. Dummeh mummah nu gib bestesh babbehs namesies!” You shout that last part, hoping your mummah hears.
“Oh! I’m sorry… You can be Princess, and you can be… FV-0346.” Your mummah points at you, then at your friend, officially naming you both.
“Mummah gu maek sketties fo’ wittwe babbehs NAO! Dummeh mummah…” You yell, pointing a hoof towards your mummah, then the door.
“Alright, if you say so…” Your mummah sighs sadly, leaving the room and going to the kitchen.
You are Amelia Roseman, and it’s two days later. You’re on your daily walk, when you hear peeping and chirping.
“Awwwwh! You’re just a little chirpie-baby! You’re so adorable!” You coo, picking up the lone chirpie-baby off the sidewalk.
“Peeep! Chirp! Chirp!” The foal chirps, wiggling in your hand before falling asleep.
You think you’re gonna keep this foal to hopefully show FV-0346 and Princess what a little baby actually looks like.
“Look! It’s a baby!” You whisper to both FV-0346 and Princess, careful to not wake up the foal.
“Wet Pwincess see! Wan see!” Princess whispers back excitedly, flapping her wings as you set the foal down.
Then, Princess does something that shocks you. She crushes the little foal with her hoof, and has FV-0346 eat the remains.
“No! You just killed a baby, Princess!” You shout, slapping Princess across the face.
“Am onwy wittwe babbeh…” Princess whines, as you slap her again.
“That doesn’t give you an excuse to kill a baby!” You yell, picking up Princess by the scruff and shaking her.
“Fwiend say am onwy wittwe bay-bee! Am onwy wittwe bay-bee, tuu!” FV-0346 yells back, stomping its stubby appendages on the floor.
“You ate that baby’s remains! Without complaint, too! I’ll think of what to do with you guys…” You smile menaceingly at them, watching as Princess shits herself in horror due to the look on your face.
AN: What happens to Princess and FV-0346? Comment!