The day was now Wednesday and to Gwendolyn’s surprise, she managed to remain parked there in the trail getaway since she arrived. She had spent most of the time awake poking at the foals and also keeping them awake alongside her. The days melted into each other and she hardly noticed the time flying away. On this Wednesday the air was cool and many clouds hid the sin for most of the day. She was even alright with her provisions since she still had three bags of jerky left.
At one point she did fall asleep for a moment and was suddenly woken up by a weird dream she had. She had been making the foals do circles with the three bad foals going around on their stomachs. At some point she dozed off for a moment and was met by a winding path that would never end with only the sounds of fluffies being happy, with some even proclaiming that they got away from their “new mummah” with glee. The vibrating sounds of the fluffies happiness shook her violently awake. When she was greeted by the waking world, she caught two foals trying to make their way towards the exit of the trail room. With the speed of a sleep deprived women she made her way towards to the offending foals and grabbed them to bring them over to the dirt corner she made all of them sit in when she wasn’t poking at them.
“Thought you could get away? You don’t think that hurts my feelings?! You want to make me sad AND ANGRY?!! DO YOU!!?!” she yelled at the yellow and purple foals. These two male foals had been doing a lot of trying to get away for the last day and Gwen had enough of their shenanigans. She decided to make an example out of these two and she wanted to make a show of it for starters. “You, you want to make mummah happy?” she asked the big blue foal she had beat the eye out of on the fist day she was here. The blue thing looked up at her through it’s eye it had left that was all swollen beyond reason. He shook his head and gargled something that seemed like a yes. She went over to the table and grabbed a single chip from the bag she still had left and went over to Bluey which she started to call him when she was angry at him. He cowered from her looming shadow trying not to meet her gaze. “Here this is for you, since your gonna be a good Bluey for mummah, right? You’re going to make me happy, and not angry right?” she made sure to raise his head to meet her eyes when she asked the last part. Bluey nodded and Gwen understood she made her point.
“Huuu, nuuu mummah! pweese babbeh ams sowwy nu huwtiees! nu huwties no mo ams guuuud babbeh!!” the yellow one pleaded as it hid behind it’s yellow brother who had a broken back leg that wasn’t healing properly. Gwen reached onto the table and got some duct tape. She grabbed the yellow thing and first held it upside down to bring it’s legs together. She wound the tape around it’s tiny legs making sure that the hooves stuck out just right.
“Nuuuuu!! Wet guuuu nuuuuu!!”
She did the same to it’s front hooves and then laid the thing on it’s side in front of Bluey. “Huuuuu!” the yellow thing cried as it looked around for help.
“Bluey, your mummah wants you to eat his little hooves, these right here. Eat them.” she told the scared up blue thing as she picked up the yellow foals back hooves. “All of it, until there’s no more hooves. OK.” She said giving it a stern look. Bluey nodded and then started to waddle up to the yellow foal with his head sank down.
“Now you, YOU right there! You have to eat the front parts because you were bad and next time they will eat your hooves, got it.” She said pointing at the blue foal who was trying to back away but couldn’t take his eyes off of Bluey sniffing at the crying yellow foals hooves.
“ggreeeahhhheeeEeEeEeEEE!! NU NU NUUUUU!! STAHHHP!!” the yellow foal rat screamed as Bluey began his task.
“See, Now it’s your turn to start you rotten little thing.” she said as she undid some twine that was wrapped around one of the tables legs. She made a tight collar around the blue foals chubby neck and then with very little leeway she tied him to the legs of the screaming yellow thing that was desperately trying to flail around.
“That’s right, get it all down and finish up. That’s good.”
Gwen had to whip the other blue foal but in the end it didn’t want to continue it’s task so she had to help it along. She took out the knife that belonged to the room and began to slice off pieces of the first hoof then the second one, with the little blue pig rat trying it hardest to wiggle itself free of it’s collar.
“NUUUUU!!! AHHGKKKHAAAAAEEEEEEEE!!!” the screams continued from the pathetic yellow foal with it’s screams becoming a certain type of rhythm to Gwen.
The space around her seemed to melt into itself as she cut piece by piece as if she was meant to. the wiggling around her and even the sounds of the nature around her started to meld together.
“Now open up you disappointment”
She held chunk-lets of yellow foals front hooves in front of the blue brother’s snout and as she choked it by the throat and he opened up she forced the pieces into it’s mouth. The blue thing would breath in and inhale the yellow friend and possible brother’s hoof pieces, this caused it to start to vomit but Gwendolyn would not relent of her grasp. When a few minutes passed it turned out that the blue foal’s eyes went wide and then rolled back. Just when Gwen thought she was making a breakthrough, the damn thing went limp, and no amount of shoving it would bring it back. She looked around pissed off at herself till her gaze fell on the yellow thing bleeding out with Bluey sitting starring at the corner since he was finished with his task. Gwen spotted a half of a cigarette near the grass where Bluey was sitting.
“You even brought me a cigg! Wow you’re really after my heart today huh Bluey?” she told the thing as she then proceeded to light said cigg and crouch down to pet Bluey on the back of his head, Smoke filling the space around her head and trailing off.
