[from now on if something is in “[ ]” then it’s the narrator/me talking]
Your name is Luna and you just had to say goodbye to your third babbeh because it went forever sleepies. Maybe it’s for the best since you only have two milkie places and switching between babies would mean they wouldn’t get the same amount of milk.
You don’t think that you could have cared for three babies anywa-
“Luna your baby is alive!”
Daddy yells to you and you feel happy…but something deep inside you is telling you that this won’t end well and that the baby won’t be the baby you expected it to be.
[Now let’s jump forward a while to when the foals are now talkie babbehs]
Your children have grown so much and you and your special friend are so proud! You watch your children play but your special friend asks you a very important question.
“Do we nee to gib da babies namesies?”
You say that you should and you call your babies over.
You look at your first baby.
Foal #1
Gender: Female
Type: Alicorn
Coat: Snow White
Mane: Fuscia Pink
Tail: Fuscia Pink
Eyes: Amethyst Purple
Name: Dolly
Foal #2
Gender: Male
Type: Earthie
Coat: Shit Brown
Mane: Berry Blue
Tail: Berry Blue
Eyes: Cobalt Blue
Name: William
Foal #3
Gender: Male
Type: Unicorn
Coat: Lavender Purple
Mane: Arctic Blue
Tail: Arctic Blue
Eyes: Emerald Green
Name: Duke
You get daddy and tell him all of your babies’ names and play with them. You still have a weird feeling about Duke though. He always avoids his siblings and tries to keep all the attention on him no matter what happens. He’s even almost called himself a smarty at one point.
You try to forget while daddy takes you all to the park and when you get there the babies go in the tunnel place. You can’t fit in their though. You decide to go play with stripes while daddy watches the babies.
Your name is Duke and you’re your mother’s bestest smarty baby. Lately your special lumps have had hurties and you refuse to enf your sissy…not because it’s wrong but because you don’t want to enf a monster.
You are at a park in a tunnel place when you see two microfluffies walking through trying to get out. You grin ear to ear as you sneak upon them.
You drag one of them away and crush its windpipe and front legs. You do the same to the other and you proceed to have fun while getting rid of your wump owwies. You figure out that they were special friends so you turn the stallion around and make it watch helplessly as you violate his special friend. You threaten to enf her in her poopie place if he tries to look away. When you’re bored of ending their remains after you crushed them you wander off.
Soon after you find your sissie trying to squeeze through a hole to get to the next part of the tunnels but she appears to be stuck. You approach from behind and shove your horn in her special place and poopie place so that she’ll hopefully be damaged beyond repair.
You love how loud she’s screaming now because it tells you that your plan is working since the louder she screams the more painful it must be and the more painful it is the more damage it has to be. You rip her tail off and cripple her back legs and remove her hind hooves while your at it for good measure.
“Wat am Duke doing?” William asks from behind you.
You act fast and knock him over and stomp on his back until you’ve damaged the spine enough to cripple him. You crush his windpipe so he can’t talk and crush his legs beyond repair. You rip out his tail and hooves while also knocking his teeth out.
You gouge his eyes out with your horn and proceed to run away and wait until daddy comes to get you to take you home.
The plan works flawlessly and nobody knows you did it.
you really are the smartest bestest baby. You dealt with your poopie brother. Now that your siblings are dummehs for being damaged they won’t steal your parent’s attention from you anymore.