The Problem Ch. 3 (by fluffysomething)

You are FV-0446, and you are currently looking for your… different baby. You took your eyes off them for not even one second, and they’re missing!


“Bay-bee? Whewe bay-bee?” You ask, looking around until you see the door of your mommy’s ‘special room’ cracked slightly.

“Bay-bee feew weiwd… Feew diffewent…” You hear your baby mutter, turning around to look up at you.

“Nee’ huggies? Huggies make ebewyfing betta.” You try to resolve the problem, hugging your baby tightly. That when you notice your baby looks even more different? Almost like… you don’t know what it looks like, but you have a bad feeling about this.

“Wan huggies. Wan wepwication-huggies.” Your baby responds, shaking slightly as it speaks, its arms holding yours.

“Nu, bay-bee tuu wittwe tu make gud wepwication-huggies.” You explain, hoping it understands.

“Fiy-ne, bay-bee gu pway.” Your baby says, running outside with your mommy and its siblings.


You are a baby Bestest Sickie Friend, and you have an idea. You want to go play outside the weird thing called a fence! So, you wait until no one’s looking, and you slip under. You’re out! But, you keep on hearing talking since you drank that weird blue liquid. Does anyone else hear it too?


“Mistah? Mistah, pwease come hewe. Thinkie-pwace hab weiwdesh talkies eba since dwink weiwd joose.” You say, pressing your not-head gently to try and block out the talking.

“Oh, here. What are you hearing?” The nice mister asks, sitting down to face you and placing you in his lap.

“Wan housie-fwiend. Nice mistah wook wike bewy, bewy gud housie-fwiend wight nyow.” You groan, shoving yourself in the nice mister’s mouth until you start going down a weird tube.

The talking went away! As long as you get a housie-friend, you won’t hear the talking! It’s good not hearing the talking! And, you don’t care how many housie-friends it takes to get the constant talking to go away.

“Bay-bee hab thinkie-pwace pwan. If git aww the… hoomin housie-fwiends in the whowe ebewyfing, then talkies gu 'way.” You decide, nodding your not-head.

You didn’t care if it took a few forevers, you were going to make everything and everyone your housie-friend. Starting with this nice man.

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Ah fuck

Goddamn Fluffy viruses are gonna be the new Covid aren’t they

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Flovid

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