One of the windows in suburb house lit up and distinct figure of a pet could be seen, looking at outside with a sad face, huffing in remorse and apathy.
The pet in question was a fluffy, White coat with light blue mane, unicorn mare named Rina which wanted to have her offspring, but her owner didn’t think so, one fluffy was expensive at times more than enough and now with a multiple of them, would be a hellish nightmare to the mental health and wellbeing of the wallet of the said owner.
What could she do to convince her owner to give her the permission to breed? Maybe not eat sketties? Maybe stack 4 blocks in a row? Maybe request more and throw more hard tantrums?
She didn’t think about this too much, her tiny brain couldn’t process this much of information at the same time, rendering her with blank expression pointed to the feral fluffy.
Another mare which rummaged through the conveniently placed garbage can, laying on the floor were seen the bags with various rubbish, food, toys, disassembled cardboard box bits which were protected by the black “sturdy” for fluffies hoofs, bags that could opened by the unicorn or alicorn horn’s.
Sadly that feral was a pegasus so all she could do is curse and huhu in sad tone at the garbage bag that didn’t want to share or give food to poor fluffy that is for huggies and love.
Mare shadow vanishing in the dark of the night made Rina question what should she do now? If she would to run away, she would be like that mare, helpless and unloved by everyone, anything but nuisance to others.
Maybe new morning would do the thing and ideas will come through the roof.
Soft tapping sounds of her hoofs echoed through the room she was in, strut to the imitation nest bed and covering herself with a soft blanket which daddeh said that was her mom’s first but then she pass on this family relic.
Forevers passed but she couldn’t get enough sleep, overthinking made her throat and tummy seek for food and water, while refill she heard familiar noise, talk of her daddeh, he was talking with someone:
“U still got that unrecognisable?”
“Yea she was bugging me about babies and all that”
“Just let her have it then unrecognisable them to someone”
“Nah she would go into depression or something like that”
“Trust me with more convincing and she would be happy about that”
What does daddeh and that suspicious someone meant by that? Maybe he would allow her to have babies, time will tell when exactly, good fluffy is fluffy who follows the rules, so she fall asleep.
Sun shades lighting her fur and eyes waken her up, quick stretch and small view observe, pitstop for food and water and shit.
As she didn’t know what to do, she sat on her rump in the center of her room, and thought about how she needs to approach her daddeh, her brainstorm was interrupted by the sound of door opening from a far.
It was her daddeh! She needs to approach him with her new idea:
“Daddeh gud mown’ng!” She flared her fronts to the up, almost a hug position.
“Good morning to you too Rina” daddeh said leaning to be at level of the fluffy.
Rina had a puzzled face, continuing the brainstorm and thus increasing the awkwardness of situation when mare is actively avoids direct eye contact
Daddeh noticed this and raised his concern:
“Rina? Is something wrong?”
“Daddeh… Can wina hab babbehs… Pwetty pwease?” She looked really cute when she would beg about something.
Dad sighed in relief, he wanted to ask the same question.
“Okay rina. You will be a mother and have babies. But you will have to love every one of them, okay?”
“Yus daddeh. wina wiww bi the bestesh mummah evabah” she gleefully stood up on her hinds.
“A word is word. You will take care after everyone okay?”
“Fwuffy wiww gib huggies and wub to evewy babbeh” she’s a bad liar, her face screams it but she doesn’t mean harm.
“Hope so” he stroked her fur gently but without the same energy as before, maybe daddeh was tired or the morning was unsettling.
He left the door open so Rina could walk a bit in house she lived in, 1 story, enormous for a fluffy, with many and many rooms she would visit a one or two times in a year but most of it is restricted enough to contaminate the fluffy in only one part as others had not safe for fluffy items which could easily do following
- Sprains and bruises by walking the wrong way
- Poked and bleeding eyes by a collection of knifes
- Broken bones by the staircase which leads to literal nowhere
- Shredder
- Burn in the oven
- Blunt blows by the various items falling down the shelves
Not like Rina could even open them, all is locked up and stuffed to keep curious eye from it, dusty floor tiles and storage shelves.
That is not important for now as since tomorrow she would be a mom to her foals.
Quick trip to the fluffy shelter and getting the stallion to breed, she would need to wait for 6 weeks or less, her imagination filled her mind for a bit, all that fantasy about how pretty her babies would be.
Rina layed down on her nest bed, feeling uneasy and uncomfortable, something was kicking her in the tummy from the inside.
“Pwease tummeh haf babbehs nu gib huwties tu haf mummah. Mummah haf wub ou’ su muchies”
She hold her breath and hugged her big and swollen stomach, it didn’t really helped her, only boosted her confidence in successful pregnancy and motherhood.
Forevers passed for her while daddeh was away making her sketties but he will serve her only if she gonna hold her promise, sketties in question were classic in can with a added meatballs daddy made from a ground beef.
After the treat was cooked he hastily struts to her room to find her in bad state, seems like any second and the labor would start:
“Okay just push. Everything gon-”
“BIGGEST POOPIES”
Out of her rear slid up the healthy foal, dull grey one pegasus covered in mucus and blood.
And another one slid, earthie pink and another till there were 6 in total.
- DULL GREY UNICORN COLT (potential snake food)
- EARTHIE PINK FILLY (regular bucks)
- LIME GREEN EARTHIE COLT (regular bucks)
- WHITE WITH RED ACCENTS UNICORN COLT(hefty bucks)
- PURPLE PEGASUS COLT (regular bucks)
- CORNFLOWER BLUE ALICORN FILLY(VERY HEFTY BUCKS)
All of them chirping for warmth and mummah milk they will get it eventually after lickie cleanies, for daddeh surprise his fluffy wasn’t complaining about the “nu sweww pweety wawa” and “booboo juice”:
“Rina and you won’t complain about the taste?” Dad said it while looking for her bowl where he could place her sketties.
“Siwwy daddeh. Fwuffy nu wan tu babbeh sweew wike poopies and booboo wawa” she said nursing two of her foals while other pair were greedily sucking her milk, the pair who had their fill were coo’ing by her side hugging eachother like a lovely couple.
“As you wish then. Here is your sketties as you wanted” daddeh placed the sketties in her red bowl, steaming hot so after she would nurse everyone one of them it would still be hot enough to be tasty.
Quiet Coo’s and peep’s were heard across the room, rina was standing next to her bowl, she needs to wash her mouth with something, sometimes she forget that she can just lick it clean like she did with her babies.
Babbehs were hugging each other so it was easy to pull them to the warmth without disturbing another one from sleep, each of them were covered in blanket she had, not entirely just so the heads could be seen otherwise they would just die of choking or just cook up in their shells of a cotton and silk.
Peaceful sleep and all that, 6 weeks passed and they all talk and walk, litter trained:
- Dull grey one “Gary” / pink “Lisa” energetic pair.
- Lime green “Leafy” / Cornflower blue “Bluey” calm and mind focused pair.
- Purple “Maggie” crybaby (yes he has a female name it’s not a error of sorts).
- White with red accents “Barney” insufferable piece of shit.
Maggie was hugging Rina, Gary and Lisa were playing extreme (kiwami) huggie tag where the rules is that they run like if they were chased by a munstah, Leafy and bluey were stacking blocks and puzzles, Barney was sleeping on his nest bed he got from Rina’s daddeh.
Now all of them have nest beds, 4 in total they can hold two fluffies, so now it’s 4 groups that i would call pens
“ENERGETIC” pen with Gary and lisa cuddling and changing positions every now or then.
“CALM” pen with Leafy and bluey, quieter than water at the waterfall, they always slept fast as they spend their brainpower and energy to solve various puzzles.
“CRY TO YOUR MAMA” pen with Maggie always sleeping with his mom, Rina doesn’t like that fact as he always complains about:
“tat scawy fow babbeh”
“tis scawy fow babbeh”
“mummah sabe bestest babbeh”
She didn’t even chose a bestesh, who did he think he is? He is not a wittow babbeh anymore 1 week and she gonna be a stallion
One time he refused to eat kibble as mummah miwkies were better, sorry stick changed his mind and he gratefully eats his portion but now sticks to his mummah more than ever.
“DUMBASS” pen with Barney sleeping alone, the moment he could notice that Maggie is crybaby colt he would just dump him and never talk with him again, Meathead who couldn’t stack three blockies, he is good toughie if smarty would taken him in and bear with his short temper.
Morning: everyone got up expect Maggie who would cry out
“mummah sniffle nu weave wittow babbeh awone, tu wittow” he continues to sob trying to guilt trip Rina
“Maggie ou’ am nu wittow babbeh, yu am big and stwong fwuffy that nu need mummah anymowe”
She said that will giving him a disappointed frown.
“Bu.. bu.. bu. babbeh am tu wittow WAAAAAAA!” He fell to the ground, thrashing and writhing, tears rapidly falling out of his eyes like a waterfall, socking his coat and cheeks in the process.
“SHUDDUP DUMMEH!” Rina growled while almost lunging at him, she was stopped by Barney.
“Mummah. nu need tu gib huwties tu cwybabbeh” he said while stopping her hoof from bruising Maggie face, maybe he was right.
“Ou’ am wight bayni. Mummah am sowwy” she sat on her rump and one single tear falls to the ground, staining it with a wet spot.
“Mummah sob stiww wub babbeh?” Maggie approached her and flared his fronts to the sides to give her a hug.
“Nu” hard stone just pierced Maggie’s heart, his mummah no love wittow babbeh? Heawt huwties big heawt huwties.
Rina strutted to her bowl with kibble and water, she didn’t felt quilt now, it all washed away with Maggie’s hopes of mummah being around him all the time, cleaning his butt, giving him miwkies and playing with him.
Gary and Lisa forgot about it shortly, Leafy and Bluey didn’t get even upset by it “sometimes a bird needs to leave his childhood nest and make a new one for himself” and they known about that, Barney laying on his back counted the painted stars in the ceiling of a saferoom.
Maggie was in shock, he didn’t cry or do anything, just watched as everyone let go of this situation while he couldn’t get past it, maybe he was pathetic.
Every day after he was crying, weeping and sobbing himself to sleep, and now in the bed with barney the latter which would push him lightly so he would drop his act to a quieter level, he did this till he got a insomnia and couldn’t sleep normally.
Vet said that treatment is … 10 FUCKING THOUSAND DOLLARS!!! WHY THE FUCK IS THIS SO EXPENSIVE???
Dad shrugged it off and now Maggie is suffering every night n day.
He would terrorise his mom with requests like:
“Mummah wittow babbeh nu can sweepies”
Rina ignored him hoping he would just shut the fuck up and cry in his pillow to sleep.
Not getting a answer he would continue his cycle of cry till the energy would run out, fall asleep wake up, eat and drink, cry another time till the night, repeat.
1 week passed and all of them are grown ups Mares and Stallions.
Rina was sending her goodbye to all of them expect maggie, he wanted to hug her as a goodbye but she just flicked his forehead with her hoof.
Gary & Lisa were sent to the hugboxer family, the son in this family didn’t like them at first but they improved their relationships by matching his energetic behaviour, they would do athletic sprints or just marathons, maybe if there were Olympics for fluffies they would be the champions of it.
Leafy & Bluey were sent to the Design atelier who would put them as mascots of his sewing store which did custom clothing for anyone, everyone adored them and their behaviour, leafy was wearing a black and white tuxedo while Bluey was dressed in blueish Businesswoman suit.
Barney and Maggie were sent to the Girl abuser named Naomi:
The carrier they were in was flinging around till it meet its stop, barney sitting in the front while maggie was shrugging in the back, flinching all the time he could when the balance was right.
The sound of sneakers laces loosen up made them a bit relaxed. They weren’t abandoned after all.
Barney noticed that they were not on the ground but a shoe rack of sorts, if maggie was there instead he would piss himself hard enough to point of his urethra burst out.
“Mummah?” Barney said in hushed tone while looking at sides trying to find his new owner.
Now the sounds of flip flops approaching them made them uneasy, as fluffies require basic knowledge to not shit everywhere after a unfamiliar sound of their owner walking in different kind of shoes, barney puffed his cheeks while maggie shrugging even more into the embryo position and sucking his hoof as a comfort.
“Hey guys! Why all of you are so tense? Relax for a bit” Barney hearing the voice made the “pheww” noise, Maggie came closer to the opening of the carrier but still behind Barney’s back.
“Ou’ dummeh stahp” perhaps too close as he was almost at the hugging distance, resting his chin on the barney back.
“Ooh you are two lovers?”
“Wha? NU! dummeh bwuddah am nut speciaw fwend” barney gritted his teeth so his statement was more clear.
“Scawy” maggie quickly turned his head down, Barney just tsk’ed the moment he heard that.
“Pfft you all not funny” mummah naomi said that while opening the door of the carrier and dragging all of them from it.
“Nu bad uppsie” maggie cried letting a small stream of piss staining her hand and the lower parts of the coat maggie had.
“Hmm. i will kick you straight to the wall if you remain that attitude, understood?” Naomi brought him to the level of her eyes
“Sowwy” he lowers his head down to see her legs.
“I think i clearly said that. DO YOU UNDERSTAND OR ARE YOU DEAF? HUH?” She shouted that while shaking him violently.
“Eeeek” another stream of shit and piss, all of them miraculously staining only his body and not falling to the floor.
“You are so pathetic, even the crybaby would be brave than you” in mockingly soft tone, barney almost wheezed as he was spectating this scene from a far.
“Nu nu maggie am nu CWYBABBEH!!” He jerked in her grasp, traces of shit and piss fall in small quantities on the floor.
“Yeah, yeah. you are not even cute for a CrYbAbBeH” she said that and flicked his forehead slightly aggressively.
“Huhuhu” he softly whined that while sucking his hoof.
“Stupid fucking rat” she pulled his hoof out of his mouth, and slapped the base where the nail was.
They head to the room she would prepare for them, it was one of these really unpleasant to say the least, old soft padded carpet with dulled colors, bed they would get is some conjunction of the soiled and dirty clothes covered with a white rag, sagging and worn wallpaper which could originally seen in those small daycares for kids.
“Wai sawewoom am nu pwetty? Nu wan tu sweepies in nestie wike tat” maggie complained about the unpleasant atmosphere the saferoom they had.
Naomi squatted to the Maggie’s level and picked him up in british tea grab manner, two fingers grabbing his spine while others could be swiftly adjusted to sadistic scruff grab.
“Listen. Be grateful that i let you live, m’kay? Otherwise you would be on the wall staining it with your blood and body parts” she shaked him a bit so he would understand the threat he could be put in.
“..otay.. mummah”
“Dont call me like that, seems like a Mr.Stick wants to give you huggies”
“Wat am Mistah Stickie?” Leaning his head slightly to the side like he could see where it was.
“Just wait here” she would head to sorry box that sat in the far corner, it’s content filled with various sorry sticks, miniature french guillotine, genuine sized down iron maiden, drugs to put fluffy out of commission or make them ravaging nymphomaniacs and etc.
The basic sorry stick laid on the top of every other versions as it was most universal punishment tool, for example of those which were underused would be the sorry stick with clipped nails to “improvised and illegal castration” the fluffy stallion with the most hurt.
They all were niche based and thus some of them were covered in dust and small spiders, not everyday you would see a sensitive baby big and sturdy enough to withstand the miniature electric powered jackhammer, or a misbehaving fluffallo who didn’t want to shit in the litter box so his ass would get penetrated by the wine cork, rendering him the ticking septic shock bomb.
The footsteps naomi made were filled with malicious joy, the need to hurt and observe the suffering she causes.
She grabbed him by the scruff, adjusted him to be far away from her, two strikes!! To the tummy.
“SCREEEEEE-” the pain was so unbearable he wouldn’t start to wriggle away from danger.
Another to the muzzle, back of the head, lower and upper back, there were 4 lightspeed(for a fluffy of course) whip strikes from sorry stick.
“SCREEEEEEEEEE-”
“Shut the fuck up!” she interrupted him with blocking his mouth with her hand, the pain almost knocked him out, it was munstah who was giving bad owwies to good babbeh.
“From this day, you are nothing to me. If other fuckers like your brother will bother you?” She made a smirk hinting that it would be delightful to see how the grown up baby be bullied by others.
“Don’t even try to get my attention. i won’t help you either way” she placed him down, maggie in his mental corner would say “fwuffy am scawed, nu wike meany munstah huhuhu huhu”
“Hey! What are you standing for?” She said while her right leg was ready to kick him in his head.
“Bu .. buh.. nu mean tu standies mummah” rolling eyes to the floor he would see that there’s no bowl for kibble or water around him only in farthest corner.
“Mummah? Wai thewe awe nu bowl fow kibbow ow wawa?” He asked while trying to maintain that cutish flear to at least not get stomp on for calling her like that, she didn’t bother with him addressing her as mummah, it was easier leave them be.
“Oh sorry, i didn’t tell you but” she hastily turned her gaze and headed to the kitchen, if fluffies could see it or just leave the room, the bag of kibble standing in one of kitchen cabinets far away from fluffy, meaning they wouldn’t get any food if they wanted, the bag is too far away.
“Here” holding a bag of kibble in her hand, she poured small amount to the ground, barney quickly recognised what he should do and just lunged at this small portion, blocking his brother for a sake of survival.
“Huhu wai meanie bwuddah nu gib kibbow tu wittow babbeh” he cried out, sobbing sat down and covered his eyes with the front legs, comedically long enough to recover from mental trauma and say:
“Mummah wai ou’ nu gib kibbow tu wittow babbeh?” He asked her while examining the kibble bag, it was nutritional value or something like that, he can’t read.
“Ohh. Yea you aren’t getting nothin’, have fun!” she made that goodbye sign with lowering her hand with smug expression long before the crybaby could say anything back.
Maggie couldn’t do anything but examine his surroundings he will live in:
Uncomfy beds; litter box is a small cut cardboard box filled with grey ash and sand, there’s no bowl for kibble only for water, zero toys to play with.
With zero opportunities, he lays on the bed, as it is a soiled clothes covered with a white rag, he can’t get comfortable, some parts are higher or lower making a sensory dissonance, while his brother already fallen asleep on a full tummy.
Maggie tummy hurts, the practical nothing he eaten today disturbed his psyche, he could go insane or just wan-die over and over till he sleeps.
Miraculously he stayed strong, not a single peep or a sound that would make him look bad, he was not a crybaby now, he need’s to do something.
New morning tummy hurts and the meanie munstah is looming over his head, quietly watching his sleep.
Out of fear he did a nervous gulp, apart from the lonely lightbulb there were no illumination or a window so natural sunlight couldn’t guide his eyes.
Naomi stood against him, holding something in her hands, muffled fluffy speech could be heard, both from unknown fluffy and barney whom was counting how many peels are there on the wallpaper.
“Look what i got you, A Present!” Two Fluffy Figures appeared from the shadows.
“Huhu fwuffy nu wike dawkies” said the small foal jerking his head to the sides frantically.
“Nyu fwen?” Said the bigger fluffy, by the scent its mare.
“Darn, it’s so dark” naomi put two fluffies to the floor and headed to the light switch, light bulb flickered uncontrollably for a 5 seconds before going to normal.
“Okay meet your two friends crybaby” she pointed to the mare with her single baby.
“Nyu mummah pwease nu gib huwties tu wastes babbeh, tu wittow tu git fowebah sweepies” mare whined and plead for mercy.
“Relax i won’t do anything, expect them of course”
“Have fun guys! I will visit you in a minute” door closed and now room lighted by the cheap, in bad condition bulb was their only grace.
Barney seems to continue his leisure, just now switch to what he’s counting, how many times his brother cried, how many peels of wallpaper are there, how many fluffies are there.
“Hai fwuffy namesies am Maggie” he approached her
“Hai Maggie fwuffy namesies am Wowy” the foal shrugged to the back of his mummah.
“Oi dummeh du nut shauties! Otay?” Barney laid on his back, either to sleep or slit his throat out of boredom.
“Sowwy” she didn’t know how to lower her volume.
“Nu sadies otay?” He cheered her up.
“Otay then”
“Babbeh sai hai tu fwuffy Maggie”
“Hai mistah Maggie!”
“Hai babbeh!”
Out if boredom all three Maggie, Rory and babbeh would talk for hours and end, occasionally barney would shush them up as he was almost asleep and they were too loudly talking about the toys they want to get.
Maggie stomach growled, he tried to hug himself so that feeling would disappear, others tried to hug him.
“Hu hu hu meanie mummah nu gib kibbow tu wittow babbeh” he said that while looking at his tummy.
“Wittow babbeh? Siwwy, Maggie am nu babbeh, Maggie am big stawwion fwuffy” Rory exclaimed in confusion as he was not a little baby to her, quite a opposite she was smaller then him in 2 times.
“Nu maggie am wittow babbeh, ou’ dummeh nu can undew’tand” he quietly hissed in anger.
“Wai maggie am wittow?”
“Maggie am jus’ wittow babbeh ou’ dummeh nu nee’ tu know wai” he shrieked to the side, avoiding the contact.
“Jus’ sai it siwwy” she tried to pat him on his shoulder but he catches her hoof and throws it to the side.
“DUMMEH NU TOUCHIES!” he shouted loud enough to barney wake up.
“Yawn dummeh.. wat am duing?” Half asleep yawning and stretching.
“Dummeh bwuddah!! maggie am tiwed ob ou’ !!!” He lunged at him, successfully striking him in the chin, as Barney’s guard was lowered from rude awakening.
Smack sound echoed after, barney shrieked in pain and covered his chin with the front legs.
“Wai du, u du tis?” Still grunting in pain.
“Dummeh! Smawty gib fowebah sweepies tu stoopid bwuddah” another lunge and maggie is holding him in chokehold, as best as he can since hoofs aren’t that good at squeezing something.
“GO FOWEBAH SWEEPIES!” Maggie hit Barney right into the eyes, another after another, blood was squeezing, oozing, pouring in every direction with thin streams staining the dull carpet, Rory and her foal were scared shitless
The entirety of the act was lasting like a eternity till the door opened, Naomi noticed this and quickly closed it, the timing was not right.
Maggie didn’t pay attention to the sudden door opening, all he cared now was how he would beat down his brother in cold blood.
Wet Smash over and over, mare and her foal shrieked to the faraway corner, covering their heads to defend their “see places” from munstah fluffy that replaced maggie.
“Pwease…nu huwties” they hugged the wall to scatter and flee from nightmare they were put in.
Maggie was done when Barney’s body was dismembered mess of choked up organs, blood, shit and piss, occasional stomach acid leaking from the blunt wounds, smashed eyes and traces of eyelashes or other silk which resembles the mane he had.
He huffs in exhaustion, blood and some inside flesh staining his hoofs, irritated bloodshot eyes with messed up mane, as a final touch:
Firstly he cleanses his hoofs by inadvertently slamming them in Barney’s mangled corpse and secondly voiding his bowels, covering the dead corpse with liquid shit .
Mare lowered her eyes and seen maggie approaching her, quickly shrieking further into the wall practically squashing the foal whom was protected by her body.
“Babbeh? BABBEH WHEWE AM OU’?” She frantically jerked to the sides to find a molded corpse of her foal.
“Babbeh… Nu sob wai ou’ go fowebah sweepies sniffle wowy am wostes mummah hu hu huuhu”
“Wowy… Gib enfies nao”
“Wat?”
“SMAWTY WAN ENFIES NAO!!!” He shouted so hard the speck of saliva landing straight to her muzzle made her recoil on impact.
“Nu wan enfies.. mummah wost wastest babbeh”
“smawty NU CAWE! abah sum Dummeh babbeh, SMAWTY WAN ENFIES NAO!!!” Slap to her cheek she shrugged to the wall, upon touching the corpse she quickly waddled out of fear to the door.
“Dummeh! smawty wiww gib hawd enfies nao ten” he slowly trotted to her, menacing footsteps filled with same malice.
“PWEASE MUMMAH WET FWUFFY OUTSIES!!!” She banged her hoofs but to no avail, it was quite loud to hear it from the main entrance door, but naomi sitting in the kitchen near the “safe” room was focused on her phone, texting someone fast while blushing red.
“Hey! Keep it down!” She said before continuing the brainstorm to invite some guy to her, date or something like that.
“MUMMAH PWEAS- NUUUUUUUUUUUUUU SCREEEEEEEEEE” Rory let out a blood curling scream, mag- no smarty mounted on her rear, with all his might stings his dick into her special place.
“ENF…ENF…ENF..ENF…ENF…ENF.ENF ENF ENF ENF ENF ENF ENF ENF GUUD FEEWS” his cum infiltrated the tummy of rory and leftovers were hanging around his balls.
Bite to the right ear and hoof slam to the back, he unlatches of her and lets her rest for a while before his other hoof cames crushing down to the back part of her heck.
“Stoopid dummeh enfie mawe!” he exclaimed before strutting to the bowl with water.
Rory sniffled and sobbed, her last babbeh was crushed by her, it’s her fault that he died, he was too wittow for forever sleepies, she doesn’t know what do now.
“Wan die… Wan die… Wan die… Wa-” she recoiled after getting shouted at.
“SHUDDUP DUMMEH MAWE, SMAWTY NEE’ SWEEPIES” Smarty was laying on his bed.
“huhuh uhuhu” quietly sobbing in farthest opposite corner, where her foal was crushed.
“Sowwy babbeh… Mummah am … Wostes” twitching and wheezing, life is meaningless now well it can get a meaning if the pregnancy would come successful, and new babies will be born.
Door opened with a slight creak as it was slowly illuminating the room with more bright light, Rory and Smarty got alerted.
“Ohh did you kill him?” Naomi pointed her finger to the monstrously mutilated cold corpse, blood and shit standing out of the background.
“Yus” he shortly answered that and laid his head on the bed.
“Good then. Want kibble?” She said while holding a fistful of kibble in her hand, same nutritional value kibble bag.
“Hmm… Smawty wab kibbow” he growled it while closing his eyes.
“Come and get it then” she repositioned her hand to throw a fistful like a baseball, it flung right into smarty’s eyes but luckily he stops them by flailing his fronts to cover his face.
“Fank’su” he started to feast on the kibble, even though he ate better revisions was grateful for any kind.
She heads to the corner where Rory was crying, upon examining fluffy was clearly assaulted, bitten ear and red hoof marks on the neck.
“Here eat this” she gave her much more kibble, smarty was sleeping legs first about how his mom and siblings were pleading him, verbally licking his butt.
“Mummah… Wai mummah nu hewp Wowy?”
“Just wait a bit till your babbehs will be born. Okay?”
“Otay..mummah”
“Good girl, he won’t hurt you for now”
“Good night Rory” door closed without a squeak, maybe all this time it’s just a nightmare? Rory can’t think of anything.
She feels sleepy.
The new morning will tell it’s fate.