“Come on Duncan , you could buy as many drooling ,retarded shit rats as you want with $250k.”
Francine is practically dangling the wad of money in front of your face as one does a ring of keys to a baby.
You take a deep breath, calming your nerves.
You just stopped by fluffy mart to pick up kibble , litter and diapers.
And who should be waiting inside? None other than owwie-baba herself , Francine Hasegawa .
“Francine…. I’m going to make this as crystal clear as I possibly can. I am going to walk away from this conversation, if for some asinine reason you decide to keep this song and dance going. Then I will take out a restraining order against you.”
Beau who was happily watching and doting over the newborn chirpies in the store, sighs biding farewell to the chirpies .
Francine is quiet from a moment as the gears begin to turn. Those brief moments of silence were wonderful. You could actually hear yourself think…. Unfortunately nothing good lasts forever.
A metaphorical lightbulb goes on in Francine’s head. Rushing over to the cashier and purchasing several dozen chirpies. Francine carries them over to you in a cardboard box.
Picking up a pale green and royal purple chirpy out of the box, the foals eyes aren’t even open yet.
The foal suckles on Francine’s thumb, Confused as to why no milk is coming out.
Francine places the foal’s head up to her mouth clamping her teeth like a vice around one of its ears.
What followed was the ungodly sound of tearing skin and shrieks of unimaginable agony as Francine tears the ear from head to haunch in a singular unbroken ribbon
Of flesh .
Odis saw everything from the chest mounted baby carrier…. As did Beau who was next to him.
Beau has a mental breakdown. Screaming incoherently as if she’s reliving a personal Hell.
Odis having witnessed an un fathomable act of cruelty starts rocking back and forth sucking on his hoof, while what can only be described as the sound of a steaming teapot escapes the gaps between his mouth and hoof. A geyser of bile follows shortly afterwards.
You rush to the bathroom and clean up the mess, all the while doing your best to comfort both Beau and Odis.
“I…It’s gonna be…. Ok …Daddeh is here-“
“PEEEEEEEP!!!”
From the other side of the bathroom door you hear the foal screaming in agony.
Francine begins speaking in a cutesy manner .
“This can all stop if you just give me Odis and or Beau.”
You reach into Odis’s baby bag and retrieve two backup pairs of cotton buds and two backup, fluffy sized eyeless ,white balaclavas used to help Odis when visually overwhelmed (dubbed the happy hat)
You begin whispering to to Beau
“Beau these (holds up cotton buds ) will help the bad noises go away and this will make you not see scary things. I know you don’t like the dark but I need you to be brave for Odis. Can you do that ? Nod if yes , shake your head if no.”
Beau choking back tears,nods her head.
You smile and continue whispering.
“Good girl. “
You open the bathroom door and find Francine pealing one of the foals like a banana.
Francine looks up at you .
“So what’s your decision Duncan ?”
Without saying a word you simply walk away knowing full well that those foals will live hell on earth for the remainder of their mortal coil .
Francine calls out to you sarcastic tone
“Oh my, you would doom all of these poor defenseless babbehs to an existence of pain and suffering for the sake of two of your own fluffies?
How heartless, how selfish…. How unhugboxerly of you!”
After leaving the store you remove the happy hats and cotton buds from Odis and Beau.
Beau looks up at you with her good eye.
“Bad mummah gone?”
You smile.
“Yes Beau.”
Beau chokes up as she asks the next question .
“D…Daddeh sabe babbehs?”
Barely holding back tears you take a deep breath and shake your head.
A look of horror falls over beaus face as she realizes what that means.
As you place her In the car seat next to Odis, you hug her.
“Daddeh had to save you and Odis, if daddeh had saved the babbehs then the bad lady would have taken you and Odis.”
After securing Beau and Odis, you begin the drive home.
Beau is sobbing in the backseat.
“Beau nu sabe beau babbehs fwom mean mummah!!! beau gib mean mummah beau see-pwace an’ beau wingie!!! buh mean mummah gib beau babbehs wowstes’ huwties !!! Nao othah babbehs get wowstes’ huwties fwom mean mummah!!! why!!! “
You sigh.
“Unfortunately Beau a lot of humans believe just because they are bigger that makes it ok to hurt those that are smaller.”
A side of Beau comes out that you have never witnessed before.
“beau hate mean mummah!!! beau wish mean mummah was fwuffy,then mean mummah get aww dah huwties mean mummah gib!!!”
