Warm, Chell was warm. She was warm and everything was perfect.
She could hear the pretty music that gently vibrated everything around her. It was like someone was singing just for her. She loved the music. She was floating and everything was perfect.
Suddenly the music stopped. Chell could hear the thump-thump nearby. It was going a bit faster than normal. Then the sound that was normally music was something else. It was much louder, so loud it hurt. This not-music was loud and short but it happened again and again. It sounded like the sound was in pain.
Chell hoped the music was okay.
There was a much louder sound that really hurt Chell, and then she was being squeezed. She was being squeezed and wasn’t floating anymore and the noise that sounded like pain was giving her pain and everything was the awful.
Chell kept being squeezed and pushed. Soon the top of her head hurt. Cold! This was cold! Chell hated cold! Soon more and more of her was cold, and then she had bad not-floaties. Falling! This was falling! Chell hated- THUMP
Chell hated landing.
Something made Chell bigger. Breathing, that was air. The air was cold. Chell screamed.
The ground was cold. Chell screamed. Then something cold grabbed her by her middle and lifted her off the cold ground. Chell screamed.
The thing holding Chell stopped moving. Chell screamed. Then something was in her mouth. She stopped screaming to breath and smelled the best thing ever. Milkies! Chell slammed her mouth closed around the milkies thing and sucked hard. The Milkies tasted even better than it smelled, and soon she felt an empty spot inside her starting to be less empty. Chell hated the empty feeling and everything was awful but the milkies were nice.
Then Chell was sprayed with something cold and wet, and she would have screamed, but the milkies were better than screaming. Then something warm and soft was drying her off. She didn’t feel as warm as earlier, but this was soft and nice. Then it went away and she the thing holding her middle started moving her and she didn’t like moving.
Gradually the empty feeling went away and was replaced with a happy big feeling, full. Her hooves touched something warm and soft, but this time she was placed on it and the grabby thing let her go. Chell liked the soft thing and hugged it. Then she felt tired and moments later she was asleep.
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Chell woke up still hugging the soft thing. She was happy to still have the soft warm thing, but then she thought about the pretty music and how it was gone and how she was hungry and she wasn’t floaties and she started to cry.
“Cheeeeeeeeeep, cheep cheep” Chell cried, hearing herself for the first time.
“Cheep? Cheep-cheep? Peep! Peep-peep-peep!”
This was fun, but then she smelled milkies again and she wanted them more than anything ever ever. Chell took a few sniffs as she moved her head around. The smell was strongest that way, so she stopped hugging the soft thing and started wiggling towards the milkies smell. It wasn’t long before something bumped her tiny nose. It smelled like the milkies thing from earlier so she reached her head forward and opened her mouth and before long she was drinking milkies.
Suddenly, Chell heard the prettiest thing ever. It was a mummah song, mummah was singing just for her and Chell was so happy.
“Mummah wub babbehs, babbeh wub mumm(static buzzing)
(static buzzing)
Mummah gib babbehs miwkies tu dwinkies(static buzzing)
(static buzzing)
Babbehs dwink miwkies, babbehs gwow biggies(static buzzing)
(static buzzing)
Weawn tu make wawkies, weawn tu make tawkies(static buzzing)
(static buzzing)
Wearn tu make poopies, onwy gud poopies(static buzzing)
(static buzzing)
Mummah wub ba(static buzzing)
(static buzzing)
(static buzzing)
As her hunger receded, something told Chell that something was wrong, that mummah milkies and songies were supposed to be from mummah, but when she reached past the milkies thing with her hooves, there wasn’t a mummah there. Actually, the mummah song sounded like it was far away. Chell was very confused, and decided that she had to find her mummah as soon as she could.
Soon Chell was full and the milkies thing went away again and Chell didn’t like it leaving, but since it came back once, it might come back again and the thought of it coming back made Chell feel nice.
Then Chell felt big but it wasn’t a good big. Poopies! Chell needed to go poopies, but she didn’t know how. The poopies feeling got worse and worse and no matter how much she cheeped and peeped at it it wouldn’t go away. Then her butt did a butt thing and she made her first poopies! She kept pooping, cheeping and peeping in triumph until there were no more poopies to poopie. The grabby thing then picked her up and something cold and wet started gently rubbing on her wherever her poopies had ended up on her fluff. It wasn’t long before she was placed back down and, having accomplished so much, Chell curled up under her soft blanket and had some well deserved good sleepies.
