The Orphanage for Lost Fluffies by TheHunters

Everything was so strange.

The last time I remembered, I was with my mom, and then, something happened to New Daddy. I still can’t understand well, and the monsters take me deeper and deeper into the darkness. I don’t like it, monsters arrive in the dark. I would like to eat Sketties, even if Daddy needs to hit me with the sorry stick to give them to me. Eventually, the monsters dropped me into a sorry box. The shorter monster puts mommy next to me. What is happening? Lights turn on. I am in some sort of room, it has a water dispenser… a small bed, and… oh, my… is that…?

“SKETTIES!!!”

I couldn’t resist the urge. Daddy only gave me or mommy food when she did poopies on me, or when he hit me with the sorry stick, I was famished. These Sketties taste… different, though. They’re way more tasty, and red, and… ewww, I had a hair in my mouth. Gross. Wait, why is it black? My fluff is short and brown, and this is a long and black hair… weird. I put it aside and continue munching. Oh, man, it’s so tasty. I am full now. Mommy is asleep, I should probably take a nap too… I cuddle beside her and look through the small window into the starry night. It’s so peaceful and quiet. Usually, these nights only happened when Daddy drank from the fun liquid; he usually fell asleep after drinking from it. The lights begin to turn down, until the only light is from a magic box in the corner, playing Mom’s song. I begin dreaming.

In my dream, I see something strange. It’s daddy, and he has something in his arms, I can’t make it out, but suddenly, a monster comes from behind daddy and gives him forever sleepies with a sharp sorry stick. Daddy crawls towards me, but when he gets near me, he begins grabbing my small and fluffy neck and grabbing it! I can’t breathe! I try to get free, but he only intensifies, I’m scared! Luckily, he stops grabbing Fluffy, and an angel grabs me and takes me into the woods. We are flying, when suddenly, the dream stops.

It is early in the morning, it’s raining. The sky is crying, but the water can’t get to me! Ha ha, stupid water! Suddenly, a small gate opens, and out comes a Fluffy twice the size of Mama! He has what looks like a small stool on his back, and he begins saying:

“Teachew says it’s wakie wakie tiem!”

Mom wakes up. She runs to my side and begins yelling at the bigger fluffy.

“Pwease downt huwt Babbeh! Huwt me! Givw Babbeh food to be big and stwong, but downt givw Babbeh foweveh sweepies!”

The other fluffy laughed playfully.

“Fwuffy not hewe to huwt Babbeh! Fwuffy hewe to wake Fwuffy up!”

“Oh, Fwuffy scawed, whewe Mummah and Babbeh?”

“Mummah and Babbeh awe in Teachew’s Owphaneg! Mummah weceive wub and food if fowwow Fwuffy!”

My mom put me on her back, and they went by the gate the big fluffy had gone through. It was marvelous. There were green leaves on the walls and small creatures going inside, with orange wings flapping to help them fly. I, for the first time, opened up my wings. I felt like I could fly if they were bigger, and I was smaller. The fluffy noted I was interested in the creature.

“Smaww Bug is Buttewfwy! Buttewfwy live with Fwuffies and awe fwends of Teachew!”

The “Butterfly” posed on my snout. I sneezed, and it flies away. It was beautiful. The fluffy lead my mother and I into a small platform, and he pressed a shiny and round part of the wall with its hoof. Suddenly, the platform began moving!

“Dis is ewevatow! Onwy Staff Fwuffy can use ewevatow, because ewevatow can do wowstest owies!”

Fascinating! If I remembered correctly, Daddy brought us into the house when he found mommy in the shop with something similar, but it was Daddy sized, not Fluffy sized! We entered a room in which there was a beautiful human. She had orange fur, like Mommy, but only on top of her head. She wore windows with a red frame on her eyes, a white shirt and what looked like a curtain with squares colored like sand. She was talking to another fluffy.

“So, what did we learn from this?”

“That Fwuffy can be stwong even if Buwwy says he’s weak!”

“Good, I’ll see you at lunch!”

The fluffy went down the staircase of pillows and passed by us, walking away. The lady looked at us. She was presumably the Teacher. She stood up and petted both my fur and Mama’s. She instructed mom to walk up on the staircase, and she began talking with the teacher. I couldn’t hear what they were talking about, but after some time, Mama shook the Human’s hand with her hoove and walked to me.

“Teachew is vewy nice! Now, Babbeh, it’s youw tuwn! Remember, Bestest Babbeh is awways good!”

I gulped and went up the stairs.

“Oh, hello, my child! My name’s Jilly, but you can call me Teacher! What’s your name, lil’ guy?”

I felt ashamed of saying my name.

“D-Dipshit…”

“Oh, my! That’s not a nice name! How about I call you… Dipper?”

I’m surprised! When Daddy brought people into the house, they usually laughed at me. This was a strange human, but I enjoyed the new name: Dipper!

“Dippew wike name!”

“Good! Now, my husband and I run this here place, do you like it?”

“Dippew wike new home! But Dippew hungwy… does the nice wady Teachew have Sketties?”

“Lucky for you, today IS Skettie Friday! Sadly, you need to eat Kibble tomorrow, is that ok?”

“Dippew wiww eat Kibble if Dippew can get Sketties!”

“Ok, I think that’s everything for now! Welcome to the family, Dipper! I’ll make a paper with your name so I can know your name during sleepy time, ok?”

“Fwuffy wiww wike wiving with Mummah and Teachew!“

“Ok, you may go out now, your mother will be worried!”

I nodded and went down the pillows. The Staff Fluffy took me down the elevator and into a room filled with things on the ceiling

“Babbeh don’t stand undew tube, ok?”

My mom nodded, and we looked around the room. There were various small plates with drawings of Fluffies at various ages on top of the plates. Mom put me under the baby drawing, and then, a voice sounded throughout the Orphanage:

“It’s Skettie time!”

I heard a lot of steps as Fluffies marched towards the dining room, and suddenly, to my wonder, Sketties began raining. There were a lot falling out of the tubes, leaving red messes on the plates. This was, officially, the happiest time of my life.

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Forgot the name

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Hugbox shelter?

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Put your name in the title.
What it should look like:

The Orphanage for Lost Fluffies (by Falcon 89)

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He knows that. He is just sleeping

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Understable.

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There, fixed

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Thanks

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Anytime, mate

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