You are Princess, and you are so happy! Even though your dummy daddeh said not to, you have babies! You have a bunch of no-smell-pretty babies who have more or less leggies or other body parts than they should, and then you have your bestest babies! They smell very pretty!
“Peep! Peeeep! Squeak, squeak! Peep!” One of your bestest babies peep and squeak, blindly stumbling over to you as the door to your safe-room opens.
“Daddeh fwend? Meet wittwe babbehs! Am gud babbehs, an’ bad babbehs am oba dere. Nu wike dem…” You smile at your good babies, scooting them towards you as two of the sickie no-longer-babies walk into the room along with him.
“Bay-bees! Am su happies! Fwiend wet Eff-ay-zewo-seven hav bay-bees, pwease?” One of the sickie-friends ask, as you whimper at the thought of losing your good babies.
“Nu! Nu wan gib babbehs tu sickie-fwend! Dey am bestesh babbehs!” You whine, holding your good babies closer to your milkie-places as the sickie-friend frowns.
“Buh…” One of the other sickie-friends mutter, turning away and bring the first one with them.
They tried to take your bestest babies! You can’t believe they would try to do something like that!
You are F.A.07, and you are currently talking to your special-friend about how the meanie fluffy won’t let you take care of the babies. They’re sickie-babies! You should be able to care for them!
“Dad-dee Joesep? Eff-ay-zewo-seven nee hewp! Wan bay-bees!” You call over your daddy, who walks over to you both as he sighs.
“What is it? Those are Princess’s babies, and she might try to hurt you both if you try to get them from her.” Your daddy informs, as you pause to think.
Maybe you all can think of a plan to get those babies back?