Ziggy was a SBS (Sensitive Baby Syndrome) filly, a unicorn with gradient purple and pink fluff and white mane that Zack found abandoned in a alleyway. She had a collar with her name, which means she was most likely thrown out by her previous owner.
It was kinda understandable though, as when she saw Zack approach for the first time she emptied her bowels and bladder immediately and started chirping desperatedly. Such a messy creature would clearly make anyone lose their patience…
But still, Zack wanted to give her a second chance, so he took her with him, trying to ignore her weight and the constant tantrums she made in the way home.
Anyone would’ve knocked these extra soft teeth out of her mouth at the first tantrum, but he tried to be patient. He though that filly has suffered too much already.
Little did he know that a nightmare of constant chirping, shitting and crying was just beginning.
2 Weeks Later…
“CHEEP CHEEP CHEEP CHEEP!! HUHUHUHUHUUUUU!!”
“Ugh… Fine, Ziggy. Come here, let’s change that diaper.” Zack said while picking the fat filly up, when she was picked up she didn’t even look like the filly that was screaming seconds ago, as she calmed down immediately and looked at Zack with her big eyes.
These DAMN… STUPID big eyes… Eyes that had no thoughts besides “Shit, scream, suck hoof, rinse and repeat”.
Every day was the same routine from now on. Zack woke up hearing Ziggy’s desperate cries and the putrid smell of her diaper from the other room, he changed her, fed her some “warm miwkies” because anything other than that would break her teeth, changed her again, played with her a little, and JUST THEN he started his own routine, doing various breaks due to Ziggy’s cries.
This damn fluffy… It was making him lose his mind at every day that passed.
He couldn’t even punish her as it would cause even more crying and shitting.
That is, until one specific day came 4 months after her adoption…
She was sleeping peacefully while sucking her hoof, a rare thing as she was babbling or crying all day, but Zack, who was watching her at that moment… He was at his limit. He couldn’t bear any single cries or dirty diapers from a SBS fluffy, even a human baby had more control over themselves than her, for God’s sake…
And then…
“EEEEEEEEE! CHEEP CHEEP CHEEP! HUUUUUU!” She woke up screaming, seemingly from a nightmare.
Zack came closer and petted her mane, trying to calm her down. “Shhh… Calm down, girl. It was all a nightmare.”
It took a while, but she calmed down and looked at him with her big eyes.
For a moment, everything was fine, until…
PBBBBT!
Another filled diaper and that horrible smell.
“Oh… Again? I’ll change you, wait a second…” Zack said while going to a drawer to pick yet another diaper for Ziggy… But he changed his mind, that was enough.
He kneeled to Ziggy and picked up one of her pillows. “Lemme just do something first…”
A giggle from Ziggy was suddenly cut, screams being muffled by the same pillow Zack picked.
“EEEEEEEEEEE! MU-MU-MU-PIPIPIPIPI!” She tried to call her mummah while shaking her legs around in panic.
It only made her oxygen deplete faster though.
“Shhh… GO TO SLEEP, YOU LITTLE BITCH… GO. TO SLEEP!” He said while still pressing the pillow onto Ziggy’s face as hard as he could, trying to not mind the stench of her diaper worsening at every second. He also felt the pillow getting slightly wet.
After what seemed like a eternity… There was only silence besides Zack breathing.
He took the pillow away from the fluffy’s face. Ziggy had vomited on the pillow, her expression was of pure panic, her tongue lolled out and with tears rolling down her puffy cheeks.
She was gone.
Zack felt a pinch of happiness, he could finally be at peace now.
But at the same time, he felt regret… She didn’t have any fault that she was born this way, she couldn’t control herself even if she tried her best. At the same time her death was her fault, it wasn’t.
Zack sighed and got up, looking at his now deceased fluffy.
“I’m so sorry, girl… May you really rest now.” He said after sighing.
…
The Next Day
“Hey, Zack! Where’s your fluffy? I like teasing it!” A neighbor said while Zack was outside, putting something heavy inside a trash bag.
“Ziggy? She’s… Fine. I put her to adoption though… You know, SBS fluffies are a pain in the ass.” He said while throwing the trash bag inside the bin.
As the bag fell inside with the other ones, something ripped through it due to the position. It was a hoof.
There she was, Ziggy.
She was born, treated like trash, raised like trash, and died like trash.
End.
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Sorry for no arts, I got both lazy and uninspired.
And once again I wrote this story when bored.
