Seth was speechless. He had outdone himself this year with the foal and the RC firework. Ash had screamed over the yellow foal’s remains for nearly five minutes, his voice now rough and hoarse. Leaning down as the stallion had been reduced to quiet sobbing, Seth petted his head. “Goddamn Ash! You are, by far, the most fun fluffy I have ever owned!” He lifted the mourning fluffy into the air, lightly tossing him at the apex, only to catch him again. “*huuu…*huuu…*huuu…bA’ uPSiEs…nU wIKe…wEt AsH gU!” “I have missed you so much! We are gonna have so much fun little guy…”
Seth held Ash over his litterbox, his rear pointed downward as he flailed and shouted. “nUUuuUuU!!! wEt aSh DoWn! aSh HaTcHu se’Ff! hATchu!!!” Seth started to squeeze his stomach roughly, forcing it inward. “You know the rules Ash, you don’t leave your saferoom unless you’ve pooped and peed…” The stallion was is pain, physically and emotionally. He was still angry and distraught over the death of the yellow foal he had mistaken for his long lost Daffodil. Ash should have known better. It had been one of Seth’s evil tricks, nothing more. Trying to resist, Seth pushed into his stomach hard and pushed down, forcing Ash to relieve himself painfully. Not letting him down until he was convinced that Ash was completely empty, Seth shook him slightly before putting him back down.
“Now I assume you remember the rules. No going to the bathroom anywhere except in a litterbox or outside. No warning any fluffies in the house that they’re in danger. And of course you know what’ll happen if you break those rules…”
Ash looked to the floor, not wanting to look Seth in the eyes as he nodded. Once many forevers ago, Ash had outright warned some of Seth’s fluffies that he was going to kill them. He had punished Ash by taping his eyes open and forcing him to watch as he tortured them to death, one by one. It was horrific, but what he did to the orange foal would stay with Ash forever. Seth had forced some kind of white candies down it’s throat, several at a time. Then he got a drink that humans called “soft” and made the baby drink it. It started to make the strangest sounds, as though it had bad gas before foam began to pour from it, first it’s mouth as though it were simply spitting up, but then it’s nose, and it’s anus. Then it started screaming. It hadn’t been a talky baby, but once the foam forced it’s eyes open, the white froth becoming red, it couldn’t stop shaking and screaming. After so many forevers, Ash, sobbing and shaking, had begged Seth to kill it.
“nU gIB hUwTies tU OdAh fWuFfIEs…aSh nU BwEaK WuLEs…bE gUd fOW se’Ff…” Smiling, Seth leaned down and gave Ash some loving strokes down his side, as the stallion winced and slightly pulled away with each touch. “Good boy.” Opening the closet door, Seth led Ash out into the hallway.
In the guest bathroom, the ferals had been crying and pondering their dreadful situation for nearly a forever.
After trying to console Sassy, only to find that nothing could calm her, Plucky let her be, the mare curled around her now slumbering foals, almost defensively. Craven had been quietly crying next to Sassy until she laid down, and since then had been running at the rim of the bathtub screaming and weeping. “*huuu…*huuu…*huuu… Wan ow’t! Wan ow’t!..*huuu…*huuu…*huuu…Wet C’waven ow’t!”
Frustrated by Craven, Sassy began to watch as he ran and tumbled back down, with each time the mare growing more and more annoyed. Realizing he couldn’t get out of the tub, Craven leaned up against the rim, his hooves desperately scraping against the tub. “Wet C’waven ow’t!!! Wan ow’t!!! P’wease wet C’waven o’wt!!!”
Standing up and not being able to take any more of the unicorn’s cowardly antics, the mare suddenly shrieked. “DUMMEH C’WAVEN STAHP!!! NU MOWE!!! HU DUMMEH C’WAVEN YEWW FOW!!! MUNSTAH NU DADDEH?!? MUNSTAH NU DADDEH NU WET YU GU, NU WET YU OW’T!!! MUNSTAH NU DADDEH ONWY WAN GIB HUWTIES AN’ FOWEBA SWEEPIES!!! SU STAHP YEWWING!!!”
Before, when they were free, the unicorn hadn’t bothered her nearly as much. Sassy had met him when she had ran away and met her special friend. But now, he infuriated her. Sassy had been wondering how the monster had found her nest, and how he already had Craven. She secretly suspected that Craven had led the monster right to them.
Clearly upset that Sassy was so mad at him but not knowing why, Craven continued sniveling, only now because Sassy was so mad at him, but he didn’t really understand why. Waddling over to Plucky, Craven nuzzled his head against the downed pegasus. “*huuu…*huuu…*huuu…P’wuky gib huggies tu C’waven? Hab wowstest heawt huwties…*huuu…*huuu…*huuu…”
Holding Craven as best he could, Plucky sighed as the poor unicorn began to shake as he bawled into the pegasus’ fluff, clearly more upset about Sassy chastising him than their current predicament. “*huuu…*huuu…*huuu…C’waven nu kno wat C’waven du dat make Sa’see su maddies…*huuu…*huuu…*huuu…Nao Sa’see nu wuv C’waven nu mowe…”
Lightly rubbing Craven with his hoof as he held him, Plucky tried his best to console his anguished friend. "Nu am C’waven’s fauwt. Sa’see nu haties C’waven. Sa’see hab heawt huwties cuz nyu daddeh am munstah an’ Sa’see’s owd daddeh munstah tu. Sa’see’s owd daddeh take weggie fwom Sa’see…"
Sassy had loved her previous owner once. He had been so sweet to her. But as with many people, a creature as emotional and dependent as a fluffy can become overwhelming. Many first time buyers equate fluffy ownership to something like a cat or dog, not realizing the kind of commitment they are making. All it took was a few bad days, and a few angry words from his boss, and suddenly, Sassy’s old owner was a different person.
Sassy began to fear when her old owner would return from his job, taking his frustrations out on her. It started with light beatings, using her sorry-stick a little too hard and too often.Sassy started to hide when she heard the door open, which sadly only made her old owner even madder. “I own you! You belong to me!” He had screamed at her, whipping her with his belt and leaving terrible welts that took weeks to heal and made even walking excruciating for her.
Then came the abuse products. That was when Sassy knew she had to escape the monster. He had brought home a box full of scary things that looked like they would give the worst hurties, and possibly even forever sleepies. One day, Sassy waited near the door close to when the monster got home and tried to run past him. That was when the monster gave her the worst hurties and even took her leg. The monster had said he was going to take them all, but he wanted to hurt her more first. He pulled a bottle of something that burned Sassy’s nostrils when she smelled it. As he brought it near her face, she bit him as hard as she could, not really hurting him, but confusing him just enough for him to spray the mist in his own eyes, causing him hurties and allowing Sassy to run through the open door.
Curled back around her foals, Sassy looked over to Craven and Plucky, hugging each other as the unicorn sobbed into the pegasus’ chest. She was still mad, but wanted them to come back to her and hug her and her babies. Though she was trying her best to hide it, she was more sad than angry. All she wanted was to get away from the new monster but she couldn’t think how she could. Trying her best not to let the others hear her, she began to quietly cry as she curled up into her own fluff.