(This is a companion piece for Dagan by that1hugboxer)
Dagan chirps and coos as his mumma Tammy places him back into his newly cleaned aquarium tank.”there you go little guy, nice and sanitary!” Dagan was so happy to be back with his human mumma. He clumsily swims around his tank in joyous jig. Tammy can’t help but chuckle to himself when faced with something so awkwardly precious. Tammy could barely keep himself from spoiling the spoiling the surprise.unbeknownst to Dagan his mumma had gotten him a friend and that friend would be arriving any minute now. No sooner had the thought crossed your mind did the doorbell ring. Dagan had a puzzled expression upon seeing a travel crate no larger than a milk carton being brought into the room. Inside was a teal foal slightly older than you.
“This is Arinniti she’s going to keep you company while I work during the day.”
Dagan finally had a friend and even though she couldn’t play with him in the tank he was just happy to have someone to interact with during the day. “Hewo new fweind! Dagan hab biggest hawt happies!” Arinniti tapped her hoof on the tanks glass letting out a disappointed groan. Tammy confused about this display asks the fluffy why she’s upset.
“Awinniti nu wike dummy wawa munsta babbie . Mumma say mumma hab fwiend fo Awinniti, aww Awinniti see is dummy wawa munsta babbie! “ Tammy internally furious but outwardly calm ,Tries her best to explain to Arinniti that such behavior is unacceptable. Arinniti gives a cheeky smirk knowing full well she’s struck a nerve with her previous comment. “If mumma say so.” Tammy glares at Arinniti seriously considering the option of returning the little Bitch for a refund. “ (chuckle) listen close and listen good because I’m only saying this once.You will behave as instructed. You will be nice to Dagan. Or you will reap the consequences of your Defiance.” Arinniti fanes compliance with a sheepish posture.
Dagan is confused by the Cold War of passive aggression unfolding before his very eyes. How difficult was it to just listen to mumma? Things were off to a rough start but Dagan just wanted to be friends with Arinniti. if she had just apologized then this whole situation would already be resolved. Instead Arinniti insisted on making mumma increasingly upset with each passing moment.Tammy still decided to give Arinniti another chance. She places a bowl of kibble down for Arinniti. The fluffy eats the kibble seemingly without complaint, until a few bites in she simply stops eating and stares at Tammy with dissatisfaction. Tammy knows what Arinniti is playing at, and she’s not going to give her the satisfaction of a response. Tammy simply breaks eye contact with Arinniti without a word. Dagan gives Arinniti a concerned look. “Awinniti pwease nu be bad nu mowe , mumma is gud mumma , nu make mumma angwy!”
Arinniti “accidentally” knocks the bowl of kibble over spilling it everywhere letting out a sarcastic “Oopsie.” In response. Tammy was barely able to contain her fury, she had heard of smarty, toughy and bitch mare syndrome before ,This however was on a completely different level. Arinniti wasn’t just having a normal tantrum. She was being passive aggressive. Tammy was not going to let this slide. She cleans up the spilled kibble and puts it back in the bag. Arinniti looks confused by Tammy’s lack of outburst. A couple of hours goes by and Arinniti’s tummy starts growling. Tammy pretends not to notice much to the frustration of Arinniti. Arinniti sits patiently next to the bag of kibble glancing every so often In Tammy’s direction. Still not so much as a side eye from Tammy. Dagans tummy starts to rumble and Tammy immediately gets up to feed him. “All right Dagan since you’ve been such a good baby today I’m going to make you some skettie for supper.” Arinniti perks up following Tammy into the kitchen. The smell made Arinniti salivate throughout the cooking process. Tammy fixes a foal portion of spaghetti for Dagan and a regular plate for herself. Arinniti taps on Tammy’s leg expectantly. Tammy once again ignores her. Arinniti finally caves. “Awinniti wan nummies now!”
Tammy grabs the bag of kibble and puts it down in front of Arinniti. Arinniti looks at Tammy confused. “Awinniti nu can get nummies!” Tammy Smirks “let me fix that” Tammy opens the bag and pores a handful of kibble into the litter box. Arinniti looks horrified. “Bu… but dat am whewe make poopies!?” Tammy smirks “yes it is where you make poopies, and from now on it’s also where you eat .”
Arinniti starts crying. “Why dummy Wawa munsta babbie get skettie an Awinniti get wittewbox kibbwe?!!”
Tammy ignores the crying and simply finishes her spaghetti. The question still remains. Refund or retrain?