Babies were something that all fluffies looked forward to, but Bubblegum was dreading them right now. “Tummy babbehs, nuu!” she cried out. “Pwease wait! Bubbwegum nu have nummies fo make bestest miwkies!” But the babies would not wait. Four babies in total came out, hurting Bubblegum the entire time. A fluffy’s first brood is always the hardest. She had given birth to one male pink unicorn with an orange mane, who she immediately licked clean, deemed her best baby, and tried to feed it her nonexistent milk. The other fluffies were a female red earthie with a pink mane, a male orange pegasus, and a purple filly earthie. But Bubblegum had an empty stomach, and no milk to give.
As she looked at the babies, she realized what she had to do. In order to survive, she would need to eat something. However, she hadn’t found anything she could eat around her. Unless… No. She knew that they were her babies, chirping hungrily in front of her. If she ate them, she would be a monster. But the babies would die anyways without milk, so what’s the harm in eating them? If she could find food, she could feed the babies and none would need to die. But if she couldn’t find food, they would die anyway. It was too dark to look for food, and by morning the babies would be dead. Maybe she could just eat one of them. The purple one wasn’t that pretty… And before she could stop herself, she had picked the filly up in her mouth. The baby chirped, no doubt scared by the sudden change in elevation. Bubblegum bit down, crunching through the bones and biting into the meat. The foal’s chirps became louder and more panicked, which set the other foals off, all needing love from their mother. “Nu wowwy babbehs,” Bubblegum said, tears in her eyes, “Mummah hab nummies fow miwkies nao.” She finished eating the baby and, starting with her best baby, who she had named Fire, she fed her foals, tears in her eyes.