Lovely cover art by @ambitiousleather8309
“Dis am Smawty wand! Gib housie n sketti n toysie n specaw fwen!”
Millie opened the front door to find a Fluffy pouting angrily on her porch. An Earthie with grey fur and a bright red mane and tail. Millie crouched down and stared at the Fluffy curiously.
“Has it ever worked before?” Millie asked.
“Wa… wat?” The Fluffy asked.
“What you’re doing, making demands to a human you’ve never met. Has the human ever given you what you wanted?”
The Fluffy looked at her with confusion, then stomped his hoof angrily on the porch.
“Smawty nu undewstan wat dummeh hooman tawkies bout, bu Wogew wan housie n sketti n toysies n specaw fwen! Gib nao dummeh hooman o Smawty gib worstest poopies!”
Millie looked at the Fluffy with a neutral expression, then shrugged. She did not feel that anger she described to her therapist. Just mild amusement and despite his bad attitude, this Fluffy still possessed some cute traits, so Millie began to stroke his mane gently in response. This seemed to surprise the Fluffy, but it was clear that he enjoyed such actions, closing his eyes with a content smile as his tail wagged energetically.
“How cute.” Millie commented.
The Fluffy continued smiling at her, then nodded.
“Tank yu nice wady, can Smawty hab housie n sketti n toysie n specaw fwen nao? Pwomise nut tu gib worstest poopies.”
Millie chuckled warmly as she continued stroking his mane gently.
“You do know you would have a better chance of getting what you want if you drop the threats, right?”
The Fluffy gave her a weird look then pouted somewhat angrily.
“Smawty still dun undewstan wat wady tawkies bout… Nao gib nyu housie, sketti, toysie n specaw fwen n Smawty gib worstest poopies.”
Millie made a small smile and nodded in agreement.
“Alright. Alright. Is it okay if I carry you to the kitchen? I bet you’re super nice to hug.”
The Fluffy looked at her with surprise then nodded with a smile as he began to make the uppsie pose, standing on his hind legs with his forelegs outstretched, all with the biggest smile, as his tail wagged happily. Millie chuckled again and brought him to the kitchen and as the Smarty was picked up, he began to snuggle her, making contented coo-ing noises.
“Nice wady gib Smawty housie, sketti, toysie n specaw fwen… Smawty wub nice wady. Nice wast be nyu mu-”
For a brief second he felt a knife pierce his head and crack his skull. Then as the blade stabbed his brain, everything went black.
Fast. Efficient. Painless.
Millie remained quiet as she continued to hold the corpse. She drained his blood in the sink, then discarded him in the compost bin. She had thought about other options, like taking him to a shelter or letting him run free, but the nearest shelter was a one hour drive and letting him run free was irresponsible to both the public and nature, so a quick death felt like the best option.
She looked at the Fluffy’s dead body, contemplating on his death and though she had harmed a Fluffy in such a deadly manner, she couldn’t help but find a little bit of relief.
At least she had no thoughts about brutal abuse.
A beige furred Fluffy. Blonde mane and tail with tiny wings.
Her name was Uphie and she was playing a game with her nyu mummah, Millie.
“Uwpee nu wike dis gamesie nyu mummah *huuu huu huu*… Nu wike! Nu wike!”
Uphie turned to her side just in time to see a ball hurtling right towards her face.
WHAM
SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEW
The mare practically somersaulted in the air before landing face first on the ground.
“Huuuuuu huu Worstest huwties… huuu huuu Nu wan pway baww nu mowe huuu huuu… Nu wan! Nu wan!”
Uphie turned to her nyu mummah with tearful eyes. She wanted to show nyu mummah how much saddies this hurtie game was giving her, but all she saw was a ball hurtling right towards her.
“N-“
WHAM
SCREEEEEEEEEEE
The mare tumbled on the floor and writhed about in agony. This searing pain from her smell place. She held her smell place with her hoofies, wailing loudly. She didn’t understand why nyu mummah kept playing this hurtie game.
“Two more points for me,” Nyu mummah said.
Uphie glared at nyu mummah angrily. Why was nyu mummah being such a meanie wady?! She began to puff her cheeks and flail her hooves angrily.
“UWPEE NU WAN PWAY BAWW NU MOWE DUMMEH MUMMAH! NU WAN! NU WAN!”
Nyu mummah stared at her with a scary frown, but Uphie was too mad to care. Ignoring the pain she got on her hooves. Stomping the ground as fiercely as her delicate hooves would allow her.
“UWPEE NU WAN DUMMEH GAMESIE NU MOWE!!! WAN SKETTI N HUGGIES N BABBEHS N TEE BEE! DUMMEH MUMMAH GIB N-”
FWOOSH
She had been cut short by the ball zipping swiftly past her. The ball missed her merely by an inch yet that didn’t stop Uphie from expelling some waste.
SCREEEEEEEEEEE
Fear once again took hold of the mare and she began to run in horror.
“NU HUWTIES! NU HUWTIES!”
WHACK
The ball would hit Uphie in the rump and send the mare tumbling forward and crashing into a fence. She would land on her side, dazed and in pain, sobbing softly about her misfortunes. She didn’t understand why this was happening to her. She was a good Fluffy. She always made good poopies in the litterbox. She made sure to keep all her toys in the toy box every darkie time. She stayed quiet when little mummah was doing housiework. She only asked for sketti once every few bright times. And the only reason she ran away was because mummah said she couldn’t have babbehs, but the teebee said that babbehs mak ebeting bettah!
Her train of thought was interrupted by the sight of the ball hurtling right towards her. She didn’t even have time to scream as it hit her dead on the chest, smacking into her belly with a loud…
WHACK
SCREEEEE-hack hack
Uphie felt terrible. She began to spew sickie wawa from her talkie place. A vile tasting, green bile that filled her with dread. She had never made sickie wawas before. Not until she meant this meanie mummah. This wady wasn’t a mummah was she? She was a munstah.
“Nu… nu mowe… huwties,” Uphie muttered weakly.
The munstah wady looked at her silently with an unreadable expression. She started tapping a ball with her foot. Every tap made Uphie cringe as she expected the ball to come hurtling towards her, but for a while nothing. The munstah was just kicking the ball between her feet, allowing Uphie some time to rest and recover, whilst sobbing gently. After what felt like so many foebahs, Uphie was finally feeling good enough to get back on her hooves.
“Huuu huuu Nu… huuuu nu hab tu pway huwties gamesie huuu huuu nu mowe?” Uphie asked fearfully.
The munstah wady didn’t respond. She just kept kicking the ball between her feet yet this lack of response filled Uphie with hope. She was beginning to believe that perhaps, just perhaps, the meanie game was over, and perhaps, just perhaps, she could now get some huggies to make the hurties go away… as well as sketti, nyu toysies, and a specaw fwen for some babies.
Her hopes were crushed as the munstah wady suddenly kicked the ball hard, sending it hurtling right at Uphie’s face.
WHACK
A hit right to the face would send Uphie flying a good few inches in the air, before crashing into the dirt with a loud thud.
“St… Sta-”
Before she could say anything more, the ball came hurtling at her once again, smacking her soft belly once again and sending her spinning across the dirt.
SCREE-cough cough
Uphie had damaged her throat from too much scream, only able to make a hoarse gasp. She didn’t understand why this was happening to her. She was a good Fluffy and good Fluffies were only for huggies and wuv. What did she do to deserve such hurties? Why was this munstah being such a meanie and forcing her to play such a meanie game? Uphie didn’t understand, but she was much too tired to alleviate her situation.
She just wanted to go back home.
Go back to her old mummah.
Go back to a time where her namesie was Chiffon.
She wished she never ran away.
She wished she never knocked on this munstah’s door.
She wished she didn’t have to play this game.
She turned to look at the munstah wady, just in time to see the ball hurtling towards her face.
WHACK
The ball would smack her in the head again and everything would go black.
At least she had the peace of deat-
“Get up,” the munstah commanded harshly.
Uphie gasped violently. Her heart beating rapidly as this flood of energy coursed through her veins. Her mind was spinning trying to focus at some many things at once.
The light blue sky with such comfy white clouds.
The single bird soaring gracefully through the air.
The large tree with branches that spread so wide and leaves of such vibrant green.
The pointy object in the munstah’s hand. She had seen it once, when her old mummah had brought her to a doctow. What was it called again? Iwn-jectwion?
“You’re awake… Good.”
A rush of fear overcame Uphie as she stared at the munstah wady. The rage in her eyes. Cold, uncaring disgust.
Uphie covered her face with her hooves, trembling softly. This munstah terrified her.
Even more than the time old mummah got angry after Uphie made sorry poopies all over the dummeh wittle mummah.
Even more than the time the barkie munstah made the woudest bawkie noises.
Even more than the time that the darkie surronded her, whilst she tried to sleep all alone in her nestie under a tree.
This was by the fa-
Her thoughts were interrupted by a swift kick to the chest. Uphie heard a crack as she was sent hurtling into the fence, followed by a loud thud as her back took the brunt of the damage.
Landing on the ground like a wet turd, she heaved heavily as her whole body screamed in pain. She felt that something in her body was broken. She wasn’t sure what, but she just knew that something inside her was broken.
“Pwe-”
THWRACK
A ball was come crashing into her chest, colliding with her broken ribs and sending a fresh wave of pain all across her body.
screeaaaaa…
She would have screeched, but her throat was damaged and all she could let out was a shrill noise. She looked at the munstah with tearful eyes. A desperate plea for mercy. Compassion. Sympathy. Just a tiny smidge of kindness.
Instead she felt the ball crashing into her broken ribs again, sending another wave of pain across her beaten body.
She let out a violent cough and spewed more sickie wawa onto the grass, but this time it wasn’t actually sickie wawa. The liquid was an ominous red. It took Uphie a few seconds to realize that it was boo boo juice. Uphie stared at the blood in horror. The realization that her very lifeforce was leaving her body.
THUD
The ball had missed Uphie by an inch, crashing against the fence behind, before bouncing away and rolling back to the munstah. The munstah stopped the ball with her foot, and Uphie felt a wave of looming dread wash over her. She wanted to scream for help. Beg for mercy. Run for safety. But both her voice and her legs failed her. Instead she could only look to the munstah with pleading eyes, ho-
THWRACK
A sudden kick would send the ball crashing against her stomach and break her already cracked ribs, sending pain shooting all across her body as she expelled an assortment of vile liquids from all her orifices.
THWRACK
She didn’t even have time to breathe as the ball collided with her fragile chest, further damaging her already broken bones and rupturing all her internals. More blood began to pour out her mouth.
THWRACK
The ball would collide with face, smashing into her snoot as the back of her head smashed against the back of the fence. She stared at the munstah dizzy and dazed, watching as the ball slowly rolled away.
This time the munstah ignored the ball, walking pass it as she approached. A mix of emotions. Dread and fear mixed with hints of hope. Was the game finally done? No more hurties. She watched quietly as the munstah crouched down in front of her and she couldn’t help but cry. The munstah had given her the worstest of worstest huwties, so as sorry the munstah should now give her as much sketti as she wanted, all the toysies in the world, and the most prettiest specaw fwen ever to make the bestest of bestest babbehs.
It was only fair.
Yet words failed her. Uphie could not speak. She could only utter small groans as more and more of her blood poured out of her mouth, and the munstah simply just stared at her silently.
“I’d say I’m sorry, but I’m really not… Uphie, you’re just a vile… manipulative… narcissistic piece of shit. A pathetic putrid parasite, who exists only to infuriate and disgust. I’m not sorry and I fucking hate you.”
Uphie whimpered slightly, trembling from such harsh words, as the munstah lady stood up.
The last thing Uphie saw was the sole of Millie’s boot.
A lovely day for a lovely date. Millie and Alize were having a picnic by a pristine lake. Sat down on a comfy picnic blanket the two were enjoying cubano sandwiches, lovingly made by Millie. Slow cooked beef brisket which had been marinated in its own juices for a day before being grilled was paired with barbecue pulled pork, dill pickles and mustard, placed between sourdough bread slices fried in butter.
Sinful would be an apt word to describe it. So delicious yet so unhealthy, but Alize had another word to describe it. Perfect. A perfect Millie cubano sandwich on such a perfect day. Millie kissed her fiance gently on the cheek and rested her head on his shoulder.
“Good thing I have a perfect fiancee,” Millie replied.
Alize blushed a bright red and looked away slightly, making those adorable gibberish noises he always made when embarrassed. Millie smiled contentedly as she silently stared at the lake, taking in the beautiful sights as the leaves rustled gently in the wind. It really was such a perfect day… And Millie was starting to feel a little frisky.
She suddenly pushed Alize to the ground. Her fiancee making a cute little squeak as he landed on the picnic blanket. Pinning him to the ground, she took the time to admire his adorable doll-like face. His ash blonde hair. His greyish-blue eyes. Millie grinned gleefully and felt emboldened to ask.
“Y’know how you like to call me mommy from time to time?”
Alize looked mortified. His cheeks blushing a bright red.
“Ye… yeah?”
“How about tonight… We try to make me a mommy for real?”
Alize stared back at her stun and for a second Millie saw a flicker of uncertainty in his eyes as he averted her gaze. Millie’s heart sank. Seems he was not ready yet, but then he looked back at her and she could see the conviction in his eyes.
“O-”
“Hee hee Honey am bestest expowah Fwuffy!”
Millie and Alize turned to their side to side an obese Fluffy waddling around. An Earthie with honey yellow fur and a dark amber mane.
“Runaway?” Alize asked.
Millie observed the Fluffy carefully. Numerous fat folds indicating a very comfortable lifestyle. Fur and mane relatively clean indicating that it had recently been washed. No signs of hoof damage or bleeding, suggesting that the Fluffy had only been walking for a short while.
“Nah. Seems the owner took it out for a walk.”
“Nummies!”
With surprising speed, the Fluffy quickly ran up to their picnic blanket with the intent of eating one of their sandwiches, but Millie was quicker and grabbed the sandwich placing it back in the picnic basket and prompting the Fluffy to make a high pitched whine.
“Wai meanie wady tak nummies way? Honey su hungwy.”
Millie smiled politely.
“Sorry little one, but this is our nummies.”
The Fluffy looked at Millie with disbelief, but that quickly turned to anger as it began to puff its cheeks and stomp its hooves.
“BU HONEY WAN NUMMIES.”
Millie and Alize got to their knees as the Fluffy continued to stomp its hooves angrily.
“GIB NUMMIES! GIB NUMMIES! HONEY WAN NUMMIES!”
Alize sighed in frustration, whilst Millie maintained her polite smile. Though irritating loud, a part of her knew that the Fluffy wasn’t entirely to blame. Spoiled behavior brought about by an irresponsible owner. Similar to how she once was with Uphie.
Her thoughts were interrupted by the Fluffy who was now pointing its rear end at them and raising its tail. Alize was quick to react, lifting the Fluffy by the mane.
“SCREEEEEEEE BAD UPSIES! BAD UPSIE!”
The Fluffy squirmed and screeched as it unload its entire waste
“DADDEH SABE HONEY! SABE HONEY!”
“HEY! DIPSHIT LET GO OF MY FLUFFY!”
A man came charging in and snatched the Fluffy out of Alize’s hand.
“WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!”
Millie looked at her fiancee with worry. The man was large and intimidating, but she wasn’t worried about that. She was worried about Alize. She could already see the signs, her fiancee’s hand shaking slightly. Not out of fear but one of suppressed rage.
“YOU LIKE PICKING ON SMALL HELPESS CREATURES SHIT BAG!? MAKE YOU FEEL LIKE A BIG MAN?!”
Millie gritted her teeth in anger and she could see Alize’s eyes scanning his surroundings . She knew what he was doing. Studying his environment and looking for potential objects to use as weapons. She stepped forward to scream back at the man, but Alize suddenly stepped forward and bowed apologetically.
“Sorry sir. I reacted by instinct.”
Millie looked at her fiancee with surprise and the man seemed confused.
“Your Fluffy attempted to make sorry poopies and I didn’t want it ruining my fiancee’s dress.”
“AND THAT GIVES YOU THE RIGHT TO HURT MY FLUFFY!?”
Millie stepped forward and eyed the man angrily.
“How about you calm down first,” Millie stated.
“YOU DO N-”
“VALI STOP!”
A woman had come running in.
“Leyley, it’s n-”
“That’s enough! Please!”
“But they were hurting Ho-”
“Please Vali! Enough, just leave it alone, Honey looks fine and look, all your screaming is scaring Honey.”
The Fluffy was indeed scared, trembling as it hugged its owner tightly. The man looked conflicted then scoffed, walking away angrily.
“Whatever. Fucking bullies… C’mon Honey, daddeh’s sorry for scaring you. I’ll buy you ice cream to make you feel better.”
“Huuu huuu O… otay daddeh. Can Honey hab… sketti tu?”
“Sure baby.”
“Hee hee… Honey wub yu daddeh.”
Millie frowned and turned back at Alize. He had those cold eyes. The kind that were looking for a fight, but he remained quiet and turned away, staring at the lake. Millie gripped his hand tightly to help him calm down, and she noticed that the woman had remained.
“I’m… I’m really sorry about my boyfriend,” The woman explained “He’s not a bad person, he just… he gets emotional when it comes to… Honey. Seen too many people hurting these… poor creatures.”
Millie noticed the doubt in the woman’s eyes and her words contained hints of sarcasm and resentment. Add the fact that the Fluffy’s physical appearance and attitude suggested a spoiled lifestyle, and she offered the woman a sympathetic smile. The man bore similarities to her own old relationship with Uphie and she had to pity the woman.
“It’s fine. I used to… get emotional when it came to my Fluffy as well and my fiancee well.. He knows your pain.”
The woman blushed and looked down in embarrassment.
“It’s not that ba… what happened?”
Millie looked up in thought, thinking how to best describe it.
“I gave my Fluffy everything, turns out it wasn’t enough and she ran away… It took me a while, but I eventually realized who really loved me.”
She turned back to Alize, who was still looking out at the lake. He didn’t say anything, but Millie knew that he was blushing a bright red. She turned back to the woman, who had a sympathetic look and she smiled.
“To be honest I don’t know why he didn’t leave me back then, but I count myself lucky everyday that he thought I was worth staying for.”
“Talking about it helps,” Alize added softly.
The woman looked surprised, but then she nodded with a grateful smile.
“Thank you… Oh and I… we are really sorry about ruining your date… I… I’ll get out of your hair now.”
The woman quickly walked away, politely bowing as she left. Millie watched her leave, waving goodbye, before turning back to Alize, who was still looking out at the lake.
“You weren’t as bad as him,” Alize suddenly commented.
Millie chuckled and hugged her fiance from behind.
“I doubt that,” Millie retorted “But I’m glad you still thought I was worth it.”
Alize remained silent and Millie turned him around to face her. He had a strange look.
“You… you still are. Worth it, I mean.”
Millie smiled and placed her forehead on his, locking eyes with his own.
“I really don’t deserve you, but I promise… you’ll always come first.”
“Su hungwy huu huuuu.”
A Fluffy laid in her cardboard box, moaning about her stomach pains.
Beige fur with a blonde mane. She had a pair of wings and a belly as big as a soon-mummah. A Fluffy who had only known a life of luxury. A comfy life filled with good food, plenty of toys and all the love she could ever ask for. A life she believed to be the norm, so she couldn’t understand how it all went so wrong.
One bright time her daddeh said that he lost something called a jobsies and after that, mummah talked about something called cut backs. She had no idea what they were talking about, but what she did understand was that mummah and daddeh started becoming meanies.
No more nyu toysies that she saw on the teebee. Mummah said that she had enough toysies in her saferoom, but those toysies were boring. The bestest toysies were the ones on the teebee.
No more trips to the Fluffmart Funhouse. Daddeh said it was too expensib Something about entwance fee and petwoww, but that meant that she couldn’t play with other Fluffies.
No more tasty nummies whenever she wanted. Daddeh said they needed to ration food and he even started giving horrible nummies called kibbles, but the last straw was the sketti. Used to be that she could get sketti whenever she wanted, then Mummah told her that it was now once every week. A week was just far too many bright and darkie times and to make things worse, Daddeh no longer gave her Bestest Sketti from Mistah Amawoni Sketti Housie, but instead gave her dummeh sketti from a can.
She cried and threw tantrums, but daddeh and mummah still acted like meanies, so one day she ran away. Mummah had gone to work and daddeh had gone for something called a jobsie intahview. Daddeh had left the saferoom doorsie open and after that it was easy for her to leave the housie. She never looked back. Mummah and daddeh had become meanies and she didn’t need them. She ran away to find a nyu mummah.
That was two bright times ago. She had come to realize how scary the world was outside of the housie, especially during the darkie times, and would spent most of her time hiding in this nu smell pretty boxie next to this big empty housie. She cold, hungry and tired, and she just knew that she needed to find a nyu mummah or daddeh soon, or else she would get forebah sleepies.
An opportunity would arise. A pretty lady with long hair the same color as the darkie time sky. The woman had walked in front of her boxie and she felt a rush of energy.
“Wai nice wady, pwease be nyu mummah.”
The woman turned back to face her and she made a cute smile, yet the woman gave her a weird look.
“Wh… where did you come from?”
The Fluffy looked at her in confusion then pointed at her box.
“Fwom boxie nesties.”
The woman looked at the boxie then looked back at her and she inched closer with pleading eyes.
“Pwease nice wady. Nee nyu mummah. Su hungwy. Wan sketti n toysies n nyu housie n sabe woom n sketti n…”
“Did you say new mummy?”
She looked at the nice wady with confusion, then nodded with a sniffle, as she hugged the nice wady’s weggie.
“Yus nice wady. Nee nyu mummah.”
“So you had an old mummy?”
She nodded again.
“Yus… huuuu hab old mummah n old daddeh, bu mummah n daddeh am meanies dat nu gib bestest sketties n nyu teebee toysies n Fwuffy funhousie!”
“So you ran away?”
She began to nod, and as she thought about her old mummah and daddeh being meanies, she began to grow upset and puffed her cheeks, but this anger would turn to fear, when she noticed the scary look on the nice wady’s face. A really scary look and she instinctively began to back away.
“Nu… nu huwties pwease… Fwuffy… Fwuffy dun kno wat du wong, bu am sowwi.”
The nice wady continued to look at her with a scary look, but then she suddenly crouched down.
“I’m sorry about that. Sure. I’ll be your new mummy.”
She looked at the woman with surprise, but then smiled gleefully.
“Tank yu nyu mummah! Tank yu! Nao nyu mummah gib sketti, toysies n sabe woom?”
Nyu mummah nodded.
“Sure, but one thing. If you’re going to be my new Fluffy, I will need to give you a new name, okay?”
“Otay!” She exclaimed cheerfully.
“Alrighty then. Your new name is Uphie.”
Uphie looked at nyu mummah with a big smile. Such a pretty namesie. Much better than Caramel. Already Uphie knew that nyu mummah was going to be way better than old dummeh mummah and old dummeh daddeh.
“Wub nyu namesie! Am Uwpee! Am Uwpee! Hehehe Uwpee wub yu nyu mummah!”
“Alright then, let’s go home.”
Uphie nodded and got up on her hindlegs with her forelegs outstretched to nyu mummah.
“Upsie?” Uphie asked in her most cutest voice.
Nyu mummah looked at her and for a second Uphie saw disgust, but then nyu mummah shook her head with a neutral expression.
“Later Uphie.”
Uphie let out a low whine.
“Bu… bu nyu mummah Uwpee weggies hab huwties, nu wan walkies tu nyu housie.”
Uphie once again stretched her forelegs towards nyu mummah, silently pleading for upsies, but instead nyu mummah began to walk away.
“I’ll carry you later Uphie, follow me, my car is close by.”
Uphie let out another low whine. Why was nyu mummah not giving her upsies? Uphie was so tired and had been doing too much walkies, plus she was so hungry. However, fear began to take ahold as she realized that nyu mummah was getting further and Uphie began to run after her.
“Wai nyu mummah! Wai!”
Uphie quickly began to run after nyu mummah, but no matter how fast Uphie ran, she couldn’t catch up nyu mummah.
“Nyu mummah! Wai! Uwpee nu can wan fast! Wai! Uwpee nee upsies!”
Nyu mummah wasn’t listening to her. She was making talkies with someone, even though no one was there.
“Sorry Lize, something came up and I’m going to be a bit late. Twenty minutes. Thirty minutes top. I promise.”
Uphie tried to quicken her pace, but no matter how hard she pushed her weggies, nyu mummah was still far away.
“Huff huff Nyu mummah huff huff wai fo huff huff… Nyu mummah tu fast huff huff”
“Hmmm? Oh ignore it. I made the mistake of showing sympathy to a Fluffy and now it won’t stop following me… No. No. I’m fine. I promise… I love you too baby… See you soon.”
Uphie collapsed on the floor, heaving heavily. She was just so tired.
“Nyu mummah huff huff Uwpee… huff huff Uwpee nu can… huff huff nee upsies huff huff.”
Nyu mummah had disappeared from view and Uphie began to cry. Why did nyu mummah leave her? Why didn’t nyu mummah give her upsies? It was giving Uphie the worstest heawt huwties, but those huwties turned to hope as she noticed nyu mummah coming back and nyu mummah was coming back with some kind of boxie.
“Oh I’m so sorry Uphie I didn’t know you were so tired.”
Uphie pouted angrily and wiggles her weggies in anger.
“Uwpee huff huff teww nyu mummah! huff huff Sa nee upsies huff huff caw weggies hab huwties huff huff fwom tu many walkies! huff huff.”
“Oh… um… sorry Uphie. Let me carry you the rest of the way… okay?”
Uphie pouted.
“Nyu mummah huff huff gib Uwpee sketti huff huff fo sowwies?”
Nyu mummah shrugged.
“Sure Uphie. I’ll give you sketti as an apology.”
“Pwomise?”
“I promise.”
Uphie began to smile. Nyu mummah was alright. Better than dummeh old mummah and dummeh old daddeh, and Uphie began to feel better as nyu mummah gave her upsies.
“Hee hee Uwpee wub nyu mummah.”
This elation dropped to disappointment as nyu mummah suddenly put her in a boxie.
“Bu… bu Uwpee wan huggies.”
“Later.”
Uphie let out a low whine.
“Bu Uwpee wan huggies nao.”
“Mhmm.”
Nyu mummah didn’t really say anything after that, no matter how much Uphie whined. Usually by now old dummeh mummah or old dummeh daddeh would have said something to her, but nyu mummah did not make any talkies as she carried the boxie and brought Uphie into her vroom vroom munstah.
“Pwease mummah, can Uwpee hab huggies n sketti nao?”
Nyu mummah didn’t say anything, prompting Uphie to make another low whine as the vroom vroom munstah began to move..
“Wai nyu mummah nu talkies?”
Nyu mummah remained silent. She didn’t touch Uphie. She didn’t say anything to Uphie. She didn’t even look at Uphie. It was like Uphie wasn’t there,
“Nyu mummah? Wai… wai nu talkies tu Uwpee?”
No response and Uphie began to feel nervous. She began tapping her hooves on the boxie floor in an attempt to draw nyu mummah’s attention.
“Nyu mummah? Nyu mummah!? Wai… Wai nyu mummah nu talkies tu Uwpee nao?”
Nyu mummah remained silent, looking away from Uphie, which really made Uphie upset.
“Nyu mummah!? huuuu Wai… huuu huu wai nyu mummah nu tawkies?”
Nyu mummah continued to remain silent and Uphie got on her hind legs, doing a Fluffy styled dance.
“Wook nyu mummah! Wook! Uwpee du dancie! Wook!”
No response. Nyu mummah continued looking away silently and Uphie laid on the boxie feeling tired from dancing. She didn’t understand why nyu mummah wasn’t talking to her, but she was starting to feel angry.
“WAI NYU MUMMAH NU TALKIES TU UWPEE! WAI IGNOW UWPEE!”
Suddenly the vroom vroom munstah stopped and nyu mummah was looking at Uphie, but Uphie was still feeling upset and she pouted as she glared angrily at nyu mummah.
“WAI NYU MU-”
Her rage quickly turned to fear as she noticed the menacing glare on nyu mummah’s face. A frightening face filled with cold rage. Uphie cowered to the far end of the box, hiding her face behind her hooves.
“Huuu huu nu… nu huwties… Fwuffy… Fwuffy sowwi. huuuuuu”
Nyu mummah didn’t say anything. Instead she got out of the vroom vroom munstah and brought Uphie and boxie out as well. Uphie looked around in confusion. She could see trees all around her. Was she in a park?
“Uwpee at nyu mummah housie?”
Nyu mummah didn’t say anything. Instead she was doing something at the back of the vroom vroom munstah.
“Nyu mummah?” Uphie asked with growing concern.
Nyu mummah turned back to face her with that scary look and Uphie backed away in fear.
“N… nu huwties.”
Suddenly nyu mummah took a deep breath and sighed.
“Sorry. Let me just do something.”
Nyu mummah offered no further explanation as she tied a rope around Uphie’s stomach.
“Nyu mummah? Wat am… urk”
Uphie felt very uncomfortable. The rope had been tied very tightly around her belly, forcing her insides to press against each other.
“Uwpee… nu wike dis nyu mummah… hab… hab tummy huwties.”
Nyu mummah didn’t say anything and instead walked away, filling Uphie with panic.
“NYU MUMMAH!?”
Nyu mummah got into the vroom vroom munstah and Uphie began to freak out.
“WAI! WAI! NYU MUMMAH FOWGOW UWPEE!”
The vroom vroom munstah came to life and began to move away and Uphie began to tap the sides of the box in anger.
“DUMMEH NYU MUMMAH FOWGOW UWPEE!”
It was at this point that Uphie noticed the rope tied to the back of the vroom vroom munstah. The same rope tied to her stomach, but she didn’t know what that meant until the vroom vroom munstah got far enough and the rope suddenly pulled her forward.
“HUH!?”
Yanked out of the box, Uphie was forced onto the tarmac road, as the rope continued to pull her forward, dragging her against the rough tarmac.
SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
Suddenly the vroom vroom munstah stopped, allowing Uphie some respite. It took her a few seconds to regain her composure and a few more seconds to get on her feet.
“DUMMEH MUMMAH HEWP UWPEE!” Uphie screamed with all her might.
Dummeh mummah didn’t get out of the vroom vroom munstah, instead the vroom vroom munstah made a low growl followed by a loud shout.
Rrrrrrrrrrr VROOM! VROOM! Rrrrrrrrrrr VROOM! VROOM!
Uphie felt a rush of adrenaline and tried to run away, but she was quickly yanked down by the rope and looked at the vroom vroom munstah with fear.
“NU HUWTIES!” Uphie screamed.
Rrrrrrrr VROOM! VROOM!
Uphie began to bite on the rope in a desperate bid to break free and suddenly the vroom vroom munstah began to move, tugging Uphie along.
“NU! NU!”
The rope continued to pull Uphie along and Uphie began running forward. She didn’t want to have hurties again.
“WAI MUMMAH! WAI!”
The vroom vroom munstah suddenly started moving faster, forcing Uphie to do the same.
“MU- *PANT PANT*”
Uphie could no longer speak, only breath heavily as the vroom vroom munstah got faster and faster, and soon Uphie was in full sprint.
“MUMMAH!” Uphie screamed with all her strength.
The vroom vroom munstah roared as began to speed off and the rope would yank Uphie off her hooves, sending her crashing into the tarmac.
SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
As the vroom vroom munstah got faster, Uphie was scrapped against the tarmac as the friction burn sent her body screaming.
First was the fur, scrapping against the tarmac.
Quickly peeling away.
Then came the flesh, tearing against the road.
Splitting, as the rope cruelly dragged her along.
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
The adrenaline kept her conscious, alive to feel all the pain, as her body was scrapped away against the road. Like a dozen claws tearing her flesh over and over again.
Her blood leaving streaks on the road.
SNAP
The rope suddenly broke and Uphie was granted freedom, but this freedom was short-lived.
Her body would bounce off the tarmac and the momentum would send her soaring high up in the air.
She remained conscious as began her descent.
The last thing she felt was her face smashing against the tarmac.
“Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to Hans and Gremmie!…Happy birthday to you!”
A sudden flash of light from Lepold’s camera, then Hans and Gremmie blew the candles. The party-goers erupted into applause.
“Happy birthday!” They all cheered in unison.
Millie watched from the kitchen with a big smile, clapping and cheering alongside all the other guests.
“Thank you everyone!” Hanny exclaimed.
“Thank you” Grem grem added softly.
More cheering as they cut the cake and the music came back to life.
The atmosphere was jovial. Friends and family gathered in Millie’s cozy home to celebrate life. Such merriment on such a cool, sunny day. She looked at her two cousins with tender eyes. She loved seeing them so happy. Seeing them smile. She could still remember a time where Grem grem would choose work over celebration. Millie and Hanny, celebrating his birthday with just his friends. Seeing them now, reminded her of the good times back when they were teenagers. She was glad that times had made a comeback.
She looked at the other party goers. Her darling Lize was walking around serving snacks. Uncle Ludanious was socializing with Aunty Sera. Leopold, Paise and Grut were talking with the boys. Mabe was gossiping with the girls. Millie looked at the party with a content smile. Feelings that life was already perfect.
Yet as she continued to observe, she found herself thinking of a future that could have been. Another life in another time. One where Uphie was everything. A future where Uphie didn’t run away and Millie’s Hugboxer lifestyle only got worse. Perhaps she got Uphie a special friend and allowed her to have babies, losing Lize as a consequence. She could imagine herself confiding in Uphie more and more, pushing away Grem grem and Hanny, maybe even Mabe and all her friends. Or perhaps a future where she continued her revenge obsession, one where she made arrangements with Tally, secretly running her Work Wagon scheme with Uphie. Then Lize, Grem grem and Hanny find out. Uncover her lies and forced her to choose. What if she ended up choosing revenge? Pushing Lize, Grem grem and Hanny away? Same for Mabe and all her friends.
She looked at this merry celebration and she couldn’t help but imagine an empty house. A home with no joy. Just Millie and her obsessions with Uphie. A lonely, pathetic existence. It’s scared her how easily her life could’ve ended up like that. Ended up as a Fluffy lady. Sad and al-
“Am mummah mummah otay?”
Millie looked down in surprise to see a particular Fluffy looking at her with worry.
“Mummah mummah?”
Millie smiled.
“I’m fine Veve but thank you for asking.”
Millie crouched down and picked up Veve, the Fluffy making a happy giggle as she was lifted up.
“Gud upsie.”
“What are you doing here Veve, you should be in my room playing with Charlotte’s Fluffies.”
“Wewe wan gu tu nummie pwace tu get nummies fo fwens, den Wewe see mummah mummah hab saddies n wan gib mummah mummah happies.”
Millie smiled softly and petted Veve gently, prompting Veve to close her eyes and make soft, delighted coo-ing noises. Whilst she continued stroking Veve’s mane, she inspected Veve carefully. A missing foreleg and the wings permanently bent. The aftermath of that home invasion after that man took Gwent and Nelio. There was abuse and there was too much abuse. Yet Millie had to wonder if she could have ended up like that man.
In a future where she chose revenge over her loved one, she had to wonder if it would ever end up with her breaking into someone’s home to torture a Fluffy. A worrying thought.
“Veve, what are you doing out here?”
It was Leopold.
“Daddeh. Wewe ju wan get nummies fo fwens n mak talkies to mummah mummah.”
Leopold smiled and Millie handed Veve to him.
“Sorry about that Millie, I’ll take Veve back to the room. I have snacks in my bag for your and friends. Now say goodbye to mummah mummah, you can talk to her after the party, okay?”
“Otay. Bye bye mummah mummah.”
Millie waved goodbye as Leopold brought Veve back to her room. Veve was such a sweetie. It really was a pity what happened to her. What that crazy abuser did.
It scared Millie. The possibility that she could have ended up a crazy abuser as well.
“You okay, Mimi?” Asked a comforting voice.
Millie turned to her side in surprise to see Hanny approaching with a smile.
“Uh…”
Hanny held her arm gently, with a look of concern.
“You okay cuz?”
Millie held her cousin’s hand and squeezed it gently.
“I’m fine. Just thinking about… stuff.”
“Work?”
“Um…”
“Oh… Uphie?”
Millie looked at Hanny with surprise, then looked down in shame.
“Y… yeah.”
“What about Uphie?”
“Uh… just… um… like a…”
Her mind was a mess, so she took a deep breath.
“I was just thinking about a future where I choose Uphie over everyone else… I just imagined this house being so empty. Me… sad and alone.”
“Ah” Hanny said softly.
Millie nodded and looked at her cousin. He had quite a solemn look.
“Relax. It’s n-”
“But in the end those futures never happened, right?”
“Huh?”
“Like yeah, you could imagine it, but in the end you choose this one. You chose a future where we were more important than Uphie, right?”
Millie looked at Hanny and smirked, which prompted Hanny to grin.
“Ah ha made you smile. Am I good or what?”
“The best Hanny. The best.”
Hanny let out a hearty laugh, then snapped his finger.
“Hey we gotta hook them up,” he suddenly said.
“Who?”
“Grem and Charlotte.”
“Huh?”
“Like I’ve been watching and Charlotte is seriously into Grem.”
Millie gave Hanny a doubtful look, and Hanny began covertly pointing to the left. Following his sign, Millie turned to Grem grem who was chatting with Charlotte.
“Just watch.”
Millie observed quietly watching as Charlotte interacted with Grem grem. She maintained eye contact with Grem grem, laughing from time to time. Brushing her hair aside and touching Grem grem’s arm on occasion. She could see it in Charlotte’s eyes. The love.
“Holy shit.”
“I know right! She’s a hundred percent into Grem.”
“But is Grem grem into Charlo-”
Millie paused and thought about it carefully. Grem grem wasn’t the kind who was interested in romance, but she did talk about Charlotte a fair amount. A lot more than other people. Hanny grinned. He knew exactly what Millie was thinking.
“Yup. I’m pretty sure Grem would be curious if we told her Charlotte was into this.”
Millie grinned.
“Operation match maker is a go then?”
Hanny nodded with a grin.
The two began to move with the intent of hooking Grem grem and Charlotte, but then Millie stopped and turned to Hanny.
“About Uphie, I ju-”
“You don’t have to say anything Mimi. You’re feeling better, right?”
“Yeah… Yeah I am.”
“That’s all that matters. Just remember cuz. Talking helps.”
“Yeah. It really does.”
“He… hewwo ni… nice wady… pwease be nyu mummah n gib nyu housie n nummies n specaw fwen fo babbehs?”
Cream looked at the nice wady nervously. This wady had a shovel in her hand and was staring down at her with a scawy meanie look, but she was desperate. She had spent too many darkie times in the forest. There were too many munstahs. She needed a nyu mummah or daddeh. A hooman to give her nummies and a housie for a sabe woom.
“You a run away?”
“Wu… wun way? Cw-”
“Yes or no. Did you run away from a human mummy or daddy?”
“Y… yus C-”
“Fine. I’ll be your new mommy, and your new name is Uphie.”
“Uw… Uwpee?”
“Yes you dumb fuck, your new name is Uphie. Understand?”
Uphie let out a low whine. She didn’t understand why her new mummah was being such a meanie, but she did understand that she needed a mummah for nummies, housie, toysies and specaw fwen. The outsies was much too scary by herself.
“Uwpee… Uwpee undewstan.”
“Good job you stupid shit, now follow me.”
Uphie let out another short whine. She really didn’t understand why new mummah was being such a meanie, but she still followed. However, she began to feel confused when she realized that new mummah wasn’t bring her into the housie, she was bring her around the housie.
“Mu… mummah nu bwing Uwpee tu nyu housie?”
Mummah scoffed.
“I’m not bringing you into my house. You’re filthy and smelly. You’ll stay in my backyard.”
Uphie let out a third low whine.
“Uwpee… Uwpee nu am diwty n nu nu smeww pwetty.”
“Shut up you pathetic ugly rat.”
Uphie whined with tears in her eyes. She really didn’t understand why new mummah was being a meani, but still she followed. Pass the fence gate and into the backyard. She had heawt huwties from new mummah’s meanie words, but she began to feel better when she saw all the flowers with their pretty colors.
“Su many pwetty fwowews!” Uphie exclaimed.
“Shut up!” New mummah snapped “Now sit over there you ugly wart and don’t you dare move or I am throwing your filthy ass back into the forest.”
Uphie whined as more tears fell from her eyes, but she remained seated in the spot, desperate to prove to new mummah that she was a good Fluffy that deserved nummies, a specaw fwen and babbehs.
“Uwpee wub y-”
“Shut the fuck up.”
whine “ba… bad wowdsie.”
“Fuck off you stupid cunt.”
whine
Uphie lowered her head down, trying to keep small and silent as new mummah began digging the ground with the shovel. She maintained careful watch as new mummah began digging a hole. She wasn’t sure what new mummah was doing, but curiosity would overcome her and she stepped forward to check.
“Did I fucking tell you to move?”
whine “N… nu ny-”
“Then what the fuck are you moving shit rat?”
whine “Be… bec-”
“Are you so stupid that you can’t even follow basic instructions?”
Uphie let out another low whine as she sat back down.
“Uw… Uwpee nu am du-”
“Didn’t I tell you to shut up?”
Uphie sat still and stayed silent, her front hoofies were tapping on the ground nervously and she was trying her best not to cry. She needed to show new mummah that she was a good Fluffy, so she did everything new mummah said, as new mummah continued digging the hole.
“Was your old owner a mummah or daddeh?” New mummah asked.
Uphie looked at new mummah with confusion, but she felt a little bit of heawt happies as new mummah suddenly seemed nice.
“Uwpee hab old mummah, bu-”
“Did you have a safe room?”
Uphie pouted. New mummah kept making talkies while she was making talkies and it was starting to annoy Uphie.
“Wai nyu mu-”
“Did you have a safe room, Uphie?”
Uphie pouted and stomped her hoofies angrily. She didn’t understand why new mummah was being such a meanie, but she had enough.
“WAI NYU MUMMAH SU WUDE?! UWPEE NU WIKE DIS! WA-”
Uphie froze. New mummah was making a very scary face.
“Do you want me to throw you back into the forest YOU STUPID SHITTY RAT!? YOU WANT ME TO CUT OFF YOUR LEGS AND TELL THE MONSTERS TO EAT YOU PAINFULLY SLOW!?”
Uphie backed away in fear, trembling violently as she tried to cover her face with her hooves. New mummah had suddenly become so scary, saying such scary things and shouting so loudly. Old mummah never said such things and never shouted so loudly.
“N… nu huwties… huuuu… Uwpee… Uwpee sowwi nyu mummah huuu huu sowwi.”
New mummah rolled her eyes and spat on the floor, making Uphie feel all the more terrible.
“All bark and no bite. My name is Uphie and I’ll shout at people if they hurt my wittle feelings, but god forbid that you shout back because I’m just a stupid pathetic pig rat who doesn’t like loud noises except my STUPID VOICE!”
Uphie made another low whine, trying to make herself look small.
“S… sowwi mummah… pwease… pwease be nice… huuuu… Uwpee… Uwpee am gud Fwuffy… huu huuu… Nut fo shouties n scawies… huuuu onwy… onwy fo huggies n wub.”
New mummah scoffed.
“I bet you had plenty of huggies n wub with your old mummah, right?”
Uphie looked at new mummah with confusion then thought about it. She thought about mummah, but all she could remember was mummah being a meanie and sending her to the doctow so she couldn’t have babbehs foebah.
“Nu! Old mummah am meanie wike nyu mummah!”
“Is that so… So your old mummah didn’t let you stay in her housie?”
Uphie looked confused. Then shook her head.
“Old mummah am meanie. Te… Bwing Uwpee tu doctow dat wan Uwpee nut tu hab babbehs foebah.”
“I see. I see. So I guess your old mummah never gave you food or toys or a safe room or any love or hugs, right?”
Uphie looked at new mummah with confusion, then shook her head.
“Old mummah am meanie. Bwing Uwpee tu doc-”
“Shut up. Shut the fuck up you stupid ugly shit rat.”
Uphie looked offended and stomped her hoof in anger.
“Bad wowdsie!”
“Awww dumb shit doesn’t like bad words? Fuuuuuuuuck you bitch.”
Uphie pouted angrily.
“Nu am du-”
“Uphie you are seriously one ugly disgusting rat.”
“Wat!? Uw-”
“I bet you’ve never had a special friend, right?”
“Wat!? Uwpee… Uwpee… ha-”
“Yeah I bet all the Fluffies looked at your ugly, smelly wart of a face and vomited in disgust whenever they saw you.”
“N… Nu! Uwpee am pwet-”
“I mean look at the facts. You ran away from home because your mummah wouldn’t let you have babbehs and up to now, you still don’t have a special friend and babies.”
“Wa… Da… Dat caw Uwpee nu see oddah Fwuffies in fowest.”
“Nah. There are plenty of Fluffies in the forest. It’s just that you’re so ugly that all the other Fluffies thought you were a monster and ran away.”
Uphie was flabbergasted. Completely speechless as she stared at new mummah in disbelief.
“You wanna know why you’re so ugly, Uphie?”
“N… Nu am ugwy.”
“Yes you are Uphie. I’ve seen so many Fluffies and you are by far the ugliest Fluffy I have ever seen in my life.”
“Wa… NUT TWUE! NUT TWUE!”
“It’s true Uphie. You are soooooo ugly.”
“NUT TWUE! NUT TWUE!”
“Has any Fluffy ever called you pretty?”
Uphie looked at new mummah with shock then thought about it. She couldn’t remember any Fluffy ever calling her pretty and she looked at new mummah with horror.
“N… Nu… bu… bu…”
“See Uphie, ugly. So very ugly. Actually not just ugly. You’re hideous. A hideous monster. Tell me what do you think of Alicorns?”
“Awicowns? Wa… wat am Awicowns?”
“Those Fluffies with both horns and wings.”
Uphie imagined such a Fluffy and looked horrified.
“Munstah!”
“What about brown Alicorns?”
“Poopie munstah!”
“Well you’re uglier than a brown Alicorn. That’s right Uphie, other Fluffies look at you and think that your are uglier than a poopie munstah.”
Once again Uphie looked horrified and shook her head in disbelief.
“NUT TWUE! NUT TWUE! UWPEE NUT UGWY!”
“Then tell me. When is the last time a Fluffy called you pretty?”
“N… NUT TWUE! NUT TWUE!”
“Yup. You can’t even th-”
“NUT TWUE! NUT TWUE!”
“The-”
“NUT TWUE! NUT TWUE! NYU MUMMAH AM DUMMEH! DUMMEH!”
“Oh is tha-”
“DUMMEH! UWPEE NU WISTEN! NYU MUMMAH AM DUMMEH!”
“Shut up.”
“NU! NYU MUMMAH SHADDAP!”
Uphie stomped her hooves on the ground and puffed her cheeks angrily, but new mummah was still giving her a meanie look.
“Fine. I’ll shut up.”
Uphie looked surprised, then snorted with victory.
“GUD! Nyu mummah am dummeh! Nao gib Uwpee nummies n specaw fwen fo babbehs! GIB WITE NAO!”
Uphie stomped her hooves to show she meant business.
“No.”
“Wa… Wat?!”
“No. No I will not give you nunmies and no I will not give you a special friend for babies.”
Uphie was once again dumbfounded. She was so sure that new mummah was going to give her what she wanted.
“Bu… Bu…”
“In fact you are such an ugly and terrible Fluffy that I’m just gonna leave you in the forest and let the monsters eat you.”
“WAT?! NU! NU! UWPEE AM NUT NUMMIES! AM FWUFFY! FWUFFY! FWUFFY AM ONWY FO HUGGIES N WUB!”
“No you are much too ugly to be a Fluffy.”
“Wa!? Bu… Bu… huuuuuuu Uwpee nu an ugwy huuuu huuu Wai nyu mummah nu wisten?”
“I mean you haven’t told me, when is the last time a Fluffy called you pretty?”
Uphie let out another low whine and looked down with tears in her eyes.
“Uwpee dun… Dun… Wast darkie time… FWUFFY caww Uwpee pwetty,” Uphie lied.
“Where is the Fluffy now?”
“Uwpee… Uwpee dun kno.”
“Nope your lying.”
“NU! NUT WYING!”
“Promise?”
“Pwo… Pwom-”
“Remember if you break a promise you’ll get forever sleepies.”
whine “Dat… Dat… huuuuuuu Uwpee wie… huuu huuu nu FWUFFY caww Uwpee pwetty.”
“See. That’s because you’re so ugly. No Fluffy wants to be your special friend and have babies with you.”
Uphie looked down in shame and began to sob. She had no retort and was starting to think that she really was ugly.
“Wanna know why you’re so ugly?”
“Wa… Wai?”
“Because you had everything. You had a wonderful human mummy who loved you and gave you everything. She loved you so much and was more than happy to give you almost everything you wanted. You didn’t have to worry about food or toys right?”
Uphie thought about it and she began to realize that new mummah was right. Old mummah always gave her nummies and toysies and wub and huggies.
“And you never had to worry about monsters right? Because your old mummy kept you safe in her house in your nice safe room with your soft cozy bed.”
Uphie thought about it again and again she realized that new mummah was right. She never really had to worry about monsters in her nice safe room with her soft cozy bed.
“Your mummy gave you everything. She loved you so very much, but you run away and gave her the worst heart hurties ever.”
Uphie looked at new mummah horrified. She didn’t want that. To give old mummah the worstest heawt huwties ebah.
“That’s what makes you ugly Uphie. Your heart. You’re a disgusting vile vermin. A piece of trash that’s worth nothing, but your old mummy still loved you and still thought you were important, but like the selfish idiot you were, you ran away and broke her heart. You ran away to a forest where you had to find nummies, had no toys and spent the dark times hiding from scary monsters, and you ended up here. Here Uphie. A place where you won’t get any food. Won’t get any toys. And won’t get any special friend to give you babies, because you’re ugly Uphie. Ugly on the outside and ugly on the inside. You’re ugly and I hate you Uphie.”
Uphie looked at new mummah with horror and laid down on the ground. She had started crying now. Partly because new mummah had said such meanie things, but partly because she realized that new mummah was right. Old mummah loved her and gave her nummies, toysies, a house. New mummah loved her and gave her huggies and heawt happies all the time. Kept her safe from the munstahs, yet Uphie ran away. Ran away to a scary place where she struggled to find nummies. Had no toysies. Had no wub n huggies. Spent her darkie times alone and scared.
“WORSTEST HEAWT HUWTIES!” Uphie moaned.
“Yeah yeah you ugly stupid rat.”
Huuuuuuu “Pwease nyu mummah… Uwpee sowwi. huuu huuuu Nyu mummah am wite… huuu huuu Uwpee sowwi… Can nyu mummah be nice mummah nao?” Huuu huuu
New mummah looked at her with disgust, making Uphie feel all the more horrible.
“No Uphie. Fuck you. I. Hate. You. Uphie. I hate you.”
Uphie began to sob harder and shook her head in disbelief.
“Nu! Nu! Huuuuu huuuuu Nu sa hatechu tu Uwpee! Wub! Wub!”
“I hate you Uphie. I hate you. I hate you so fucking much you disgust vile pathetic shit wart.”
Huuuu huuuu “Worstest heawt huwties huuuuuu Pwease nyu mummah Uw-”
“I hate you Uphie. I really fucking hate you. I hate you so much that I hope you die soon.”
Uphie laid her head on the ground sobbing softly. She wanted to plead. She wanted to beg. She wanted to be loved, but as she saw the disgust in new mummah’s eyes, she knew that she would never get it. It occurred to her that only old mummah would love her, but she ran away and gave old mummah heawt huwties. Old mummah would never take her back. There was only two words she could say.
“Wan die.”
“Then get in the hole.”
Uphie remained motionless, staring into space
“Wan die. Wan die. Wan die.”
“Un-fucking-believable. Even a selfish bitch when wanting death.”
Uphie felt new mummah grab her mane and pull her in the hole. She felt the dirt cover her body and watched the darkness overcome her, yet only two words registered in her mind.
Wan die.
Those were the last two words in her head, before she died.
Millie sat on her backyard porch and sighed.
That feeling again. It was only when she saw these kind of Fluffies. Beige Pegasuses with blonde manes. Runaways. They just made her feel so angry.
They just made her feel triggered.
