Truffle sat in his purple beanbag watching FluffTV. It had been sketty night and he was just relaxing after having a wonderful dinner. Even though it was the Dancie & Singie show, he just resorted to singing along to the fluffies on the screen. He’d had this nice beanbag since foalhood. His daddeh got it for him a short time after taking him home and he had loved it ever since.
As a little babbeh he actually found it somewhat scary, it was after all the largest object in his saferoom. He couldn’t even climb up to it by himself, even now he struggles to fight against the dried beans, that sometimes are meanie and don’t let him climb up. As a tiny foal he had to rely on his daddeh to put him on it, so he could jump, play and sleep in it. Another thing that scared him was the height. The beanbag was so tall that he got the worstest too-tall scaredies just by looking down from the edge. Thankfully he knew better than to stay near the edge and daddeh always tried to keep his eye on him when little Truffle wanted to play there. One day however, things got quite bad…
Truffle still had bad-dreamsies about that day, which still scares him, even though he knows he’s not a little babbeh anymore. He laid in between the folds of the beanbag with his blankie and watched Superbabbeh on FluffTV. Then, daddeh left the room to take a call. This didn’t alarm him of course. Daddeh didn’t stay with him all the time, but it seemed that daddeh forgot about him, because for many forevers, he just didn’t return. After some time, Truffle felt the need to go to the litterbox. He called out to daddeh, but heard no answer. He got scared and started screaming and crying for his daddeh.
”Daddeh huu Twuffwe wan gu tu wittaboxie huu daddeh pwease huu huu wan mak gud poopies daddeh HUU NU WAN BE BA BABBEH FO DADDEH HUU DAADDDEEHHH!”
But nobody came…
He tried to walk over to the edge to possibly find a way down, but the edge was so high up and it all just so scary…, that he made bad poopies and peepees on the spot. He started crying and chirping, as he had seen humans punishing fluffies for bad poopies on TV. And just as fate would have it, the Superbabbeh episode he was just watching ended with PSA.
”Hewwo, am Supahbabbeh! Supahbabbeh wan aww fwuffies watchin tu kno dat BA POOPIES AM NU COOW! Supahbabbeh awways makes gud poopies in wittaboxie becaws onwy DUMMEH BA BABBEHS MAK BA POOPIES! Wememba, weaw gud babbehs nu mak ba poopies! Supahbabbeh outsies!”
”HUU HUU NUUUUU CHIRP AM SOWWI SUPAHBABBEH HUU TWUFFWE SOWWI HUU HUU NU WAN BE DUMMEH BA BABBEH CHIRP AM SOOWWWIIII HUU”
When daddeh finally remembered the foal he had left, some two hours later, he found a shaking and crying foal in a puddle of shit, chirping and suckling his hoof. It took quite a lot of time, but daddeh managed to explain to him that he was sorry and didn’t mean to leave it and that he wouldn’t punish him. He spent the next few days very close to Truffle, playing with him and just being his in his company. Truffle had the best and nicest daddeh.
Anyways, Truffle was watching his FluffTV, like every evening. And like every evening, he saw the Babbehs! show on it, but this time something was very different. He saw two fluffies, two special-friends, showing their new babbehs together. The show talked about babbehs and how to take care of them. He saw the two special-friends hug and felt something he had never felt in his life.
Twuffwe wan spechuw fwen wan babbehs babbehs mak ebewyfing bettah twuffwe nee spechuw fwen. He needed to consult his daddeh immediately. He hopped out of his beanbag and ran out of the door, into the living room, where daddeh was watching human TV. Panting, he cried out to daddeh with a hopeful smile.
”DADDEH! DADDEH! Twuffwe wan spechuw fwen su can hab babbehs!”
Well, shit, thought daddeh. Should’ve had neutered him, but better late than never.
Twuffwe ran into his room crying, he landed in his trusty beanbag with hooves covering his crying eyes. In these trying times, it felt like ol’ Beanbaggie was the only comrade he could rely on.
”HUUHUU NU WAN WOSE WUMPS HUU WAAAIII HUU WAI DADDEH MEANIE TWUFFWE JUS WAN SPECHUW FWEN AN SPECHUW HUGGIES HUU”
His mind was looking for a solution to this conundrum, and then a lightbulb went off above his head. It was crazy, but it might just work… NO! He couldn’t run away! It was daddeh’s foremost, most important rule! Daddeh really drilled it into him back in his exploring-babbeh phase and he knew that if he ran away, his daddeh would be very, very, VERY MAD! But then again… hadn’t he been wrong before? Didn’t he even apologize and admit it was his fault when he left him alone in that beanbag as a foal? Hadn’t he also completely forgotten it was sketty-night once like a complete and utter dummeh? Who the hell can forget that it’s sketty-night! Wouldn’t it be possible for daddeh to be wrong? Babbehs were the best thing and made everything better, he knew it and TV also told him that. TV was smart. Daddeh had never let him be with other fluffies, but fluffies needed to run and play with each other. TV said that!
Come to think of it, daddeh was beginning to seem like quite the dummy. Perhaps he’ll run away. He’ll run away, get a special-friend, get babbehs and then come back and show daddeh just how dummy he was! That was quite the plan and his mood had done a complete 180.
He took some time to bid farewell to his plushie-friend and the TV fluffies, before heading out of the saferoom. Thankfully, daddeh was nowhere to be seen. He headed to the sliding glass doors, fumbled around a little and found himself on the porch. It was very chilly and he almost wanted to turn back to his warm saferoom, but he knew he had to do it for himself, his future babbehs and his daddeh. He started walking.
The outside was scary, real scary. He hadn’t really gone any farther in his life than the yard. Well, he did once go hiking with his daddeh, but he was leading the way, exploring the outside on your own was it’s own thing. It was a quiet evening and the streets and sidewalks were mostly empty. He managed to find himself in a little park similar to the park where the fluffies in the ”Fluffy Park” show were running and playing in. Honestly, he also wanted to meet other fluffies in general. However, for some reason, there was nofluffy around anywhere. There was a smelly human sleeping there who wouln’t wake up even if he tried to talk to him, but no fluffies whatsoever.
Eventually he made it to the back of the park and heard some noises. This is it! Those have to be fluffies! He was so happy that he ran in the direction of the voice. He her, a yellow, beautiful mare! He ran to her.
”Hewwo! Am Twuffwe! Pwetty mawe wan be spechuw fwen?”
She looked at him with disgust. Meanwhile, a large blue stallion, much bigger than young Truffle, came out from behind a bush.
”N-nyu fwen?”
”Gu ’way dummeh poopie fwuffy! Hewd nu wan ou’ hewe dummeh!”
”Wha…? Twuffwe nu am dummeh poopie fwuffy huu huu jus wan spechuw fwen an ba…”
”Fwuffy am ugwy dummeh fwuffy AN NU WAN FWUFFY HEWE!”
As Truffle started crying loudly, the mare whispered into the stallions ear. After some thought he appeared to agree with her.
”Heh, otay. Com wif fwuffies bak tu hewd”
”W-weawwy?”
He was overjoyed, the mare must be interested in him! He was going to get a special-friend and babbehs and a herd and even a new nest!
”Huuhuu wai smawty bwing poopie fwuffy tu hewd huu nu wook pwetty huu”
”Hewd, wisten tu smawty! Dis am hewds nyu poopie nummew! Dis dummeh gun num aww ’ouw poopies nao an gib wickie cweanies wike poopie babbeh befo!”
”W-WHA! NUUNUU”
”Toughies, bwing poopie fwuffy tu poopie cownew!”
”NUUU HUU HUU NU AM POOPIE NUMMEW HUU WA HABBENIN HUU SPECHUW FWEN PWEASE HEWP TWUFFWE!”
”Nu am ’ouw spechuw fwen dummeh!” She blew him a raspberry.
”HUU DIS NU AM WEAW HUU NU WAN HUU SCREEEEE”
One of the toughies had bitten his tail off.
”NUUU TAIWSIE HAB WOWSTES HUWTIES HUU SCREEEEEEE”
The other toughies started hitting his back leg.
”CHIRP CHIRP WAI HUU NU WAN WEGGIE HAB WOWSTES HUWTIES TUU CHIRP PEEP ”
”Hewe, nao poopie nummew nu can wun ’way fwom hewd hehe!”
”Hehe, wook hewd! Dummeh poopie fwuffy am chiwpie wike babbeh!”
”DAAADDDEEEEHH HUUHUU SABE TWUFFWE PWEASE HUU HUU AM GUD FWUFFY WAI DIS HABBENIN HUU”
”Smawty nee mak poopies nao!”
”WHA-NUUUU DIS NU AM WEAW NU AM WEAW CHIRP CHIRP SCREEE NUUU HUU HUU FWUFFY NU AM FO POOPIES HUU AM FO HUGGIES AN WUB NU TASTE PWETTYY HUU NU WAN POOPIES HUU WAI POOPIES IN MOUFIE HUU am jus ba dweamsie huu CHIRP wan wakies wif daddeh huu”
”Nao am bubbwegums tuwnsie!”
”Wha? NUUU NU SPECHUW FWEN NUU SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEE”
57 days later…
Truffle never found his special friend at the herd. He was forced to num poopies and give lickie-cleanies. No more kibble, toysies or beanbag. No bed, no sketty, no warmth, no daddeh. Only poopies. No more bathtime with daddeh and silly ducky friend. His fur was covered in shit. He asked, where the TV was, and others laughed. He asked when sketty-night is and he was met with more poopies. He tried to escape with his broken leg, but he was caught and given more owies and hurties by the toughies. He didn’t want a special friend anymore, he just wanted to be safe in his saferoom. Be with daddeh. Eat normal kibble and sleep in his bed. He spent all his days in the nest inside a burrow. Today, there was some proper snowfall and the entire herd, the young and the old, all went outside to play. Only Truffle was left inside, his only company the few fluffies who needed to make poopies.
He heard a scary growl. He couldn’t see what it was, but it scared him.
”Dummeh big bawkie-munstahs GU ’WAY! Dis am hewd’s wand!”
The pack of wolves didn’t care nor understand and started tearing through the herd. Some started begging.
”NUUU PWEASE NU NUM GUD BABBEHS HUU HUU PWEASE TAK POOPIE FWUFFY INSTEA-NUUUU NU NUM FWUFFY HUUU CHIRP NU AM NUMMIES SCREEE”
Truffle cried and chirped, but as time went on, the screams and horrible sounds dissapeared. He was alone.
It took many great hours, but he was able to overtake his fear and pain as he started leaving the nest. He had never seen something so horrible and scary. All the fluffies were mangled beyond belief. He started crying and chirping againg from sheer panic.
”Huu huu CHIRP meanie hewd gu foweba sweepies huu su scawy CHIRP CHIRP PEEP Twuffwe nu wike huu nu smeww pwetty huu pwetty mawe am sweepies tuu nao huu huu CHIRP an wai babbehs hab foweba sweepies huu nu unnestan huu huu tuu scawy fo Twuffwe CHIRP CHIRP NEE FIN DADDEH HUU HUU”
He started dragging himself through the horrible pain in his body, both from the weakness from eating shit and the multiple injuries he got from the toughies and braved through the late november cold.
”Huu wheve am daddeh huu huu Twuffwe weawwy am dummeh huu nu kno wheve daddeh am huu wan daddeh bak su ba huu huu”
Even though the landscape was covered in snow, eventually he saw a somewhat familiar bush, then a famiiar tree and then a familiar street. The hurties were so bad, but it all would be worth it.
”Huu Twuffwe hab su many huwties huu huu nee daddeh’s huggies nee daddeh su muchies huu wai housie su faw ’waysie huu”
Cold had nearly taken over his body. His mouth had been chattering for so long, he didn’t even feel it anymore. But then he saw it. The same housie he had left all those forevers ago, the same yard with his small wooden fluffhousie and sandboxie. He felt so weak, but he had arrived back home. Just in time. Just in time.
He slowly walked his way to the sliding glass door and booped his nose against it. Then again and again. He saw a figure rise up from the couch. DADDEH!
”Truffle? What are you doing here? You ran away didn’t you?”
”Huuhuu d-d-daddeh p-pwease wet f-fwuffy insi huu PEEP am sowwi huu am dummeh fwuffy pwease gib huggies huu”
”Why, should I let you in? Look, you’re covered in shit and mud and even more shit! No way will I hug you!”
”Wh-wha… HUU HUU DADDEH CHIRP CHIRP DADDEH WA DADDEH MEAN HUU NU ABANDON FWUFFY HUU HUU AM SOWWI HUU WAN S-SPECHUW FWEN B-BU FIN MEANIE HEWD AN DEY MAK FWUFFIE N-NUM P-POOPIES CHIRP FO FOWEBA HUU huu pwease daddeh nee bathsie huu huu nee huggies”
”Abandon you? ABANDON YOU? YOU ABANDONED ME YOU DAMN SHITRAT! I SHOULDN’T EVEN TALK TO YOU, BECAUSE YOU DON’T DESERVE IT”
”NUHUUHUU NU SAY DAT DADDEH CHIRP CHIRP TWUFFWE NU WAN SPECHUW FWEN NU MO NU WAN BE POOPIE FWUFFY HUU HUU WAN DADDEH AGEN HUU NEBA WUN ’WAY AGEN DADDEH CHIRP PEEP HUUU”
”But that what you are, Truffle! A poopie-fluffy! I saw you, a brown foal, at the shelter, and decided to adopt you when no one else wanted you. I gave you milkies, kibble and sketty. I gave you a TV and toys .I gave you a warm bed and a safe home, but you couldn’t help yourself! You threw all my love away for your ”spechuw fwen” like an idiot. Poopies is all you fucking deserve”
”CHIRP CHIRP DADDEH CHIRP HUUHUU CHIRP PEEP CHIRP DAADDDEEEHH PWEASE NU SAY DAT HUU WUB ’OU CHIRP WUB ’OU SU MUCHIES HUU AM SOWWI PWEASE FOWGIB TWUFFWE WAN BE GUD BABBEH AGEN CHIRP CHIRP ”
”I’m not your daddeh anymore, Truffle. I don’t love you anymore, Truffle. You’re a bad fluffy, a horrible fluffy and nobody will love you again. I won’t let you in, because this isn’t your home anymore. You belong in a pile of shit”
”WAAAAAHH HUUHUU NUUUU DADDEH CHIRP WAN DADDEH CHIRP WAN HOMESIE CHIRP CHIRP NU WAN FOWEBA SWEEPIES DADDEH PWEASE CHIRP ”
”You know what Truffle? I want you to go forever sleepies!”
”NUUUUUU CHIRP CHIRP CHIRP ”
”But I wanna leave you with something. I want to give you a new name!”
”PEEP ?”
”Your new name is Poopie”
”CHIRP CHIRP CHIRP ”
”Goodbye forever, Poopie!”
He shut the sliding door and dissapeared into the corridor. The fluffy was left there, chirping aimlessly as his last hopes were crushed. He took his last strength and started moving towards his little wooden fluffhouse. It was the closest thing he had to a home now. He made it in and saw a little blankie with stars inside. He weakly took it and put it on himself, even though it didn’t cover much. The floorboards were cold, but it was better than the freezing snow and wind. He looked at one of the walls and saw a wooden plaque. He couldn’t read pretty much anything, but daddeh had told him what it meant last summer, when he made the little housie.
”DADDEH DADDEH AM IT WEADY YED???”
”Almost, just some finishing touches. Hey come here for a second!”
”Otay daddeh!”
”Do you know what this means?”
”Nu…”
”It’s a sign that symbolises our friendship. This here is ”Daddeh” and this here is ”Truffle” and this in between is a heart. I’ll put this sign here inside your fluffhouse, as a sign of our eternal friendship and love!”
”YAY DADDEH AM SU SMAWTIES hehe wub signie an fwuffhousie daddeh fankyoo su muchies Twuffwe wub daddeh!”
”I love you too little guy! I’ll love you forever, always remember that!”
”YAY HUGGIES hehe yus Twuffwe wiww wememba! WUB DADDEH FOWEBA!”
”CHIRP A-am s-su so-CHIRP-wwy d-daddeh…”
Poopie closed his eyes.
