The little fluffy’s eyes finally opened as he awoke from his peaceful nap. Still quite hungry from yesterday’s commotion with mommah, refusing to feed her poopeh babbeh, he was quite surprised to see there was not a mommah at all to be found. Neither were his brothers and sisters, who all lived at the same dumpster he slept beside for quite a while now. He brushed off the little napkin that he used as a blankey, despite it being covered in aged ketchup and mouse urine, and picked himself up from the ground, falling on his butt once or twice in the process.
“Mommah…” He began to waddle helplessly around, his eyes zipping around in confusion as he searched. “Mommah- Mommah-!”
His little body scurried around the alleyway in a frantic search for mommah and his siblings. He checked behind the trash bin, under a stack of papers, piles of clothes… Nothing.
His little heart began to race as he knew he was now all alone. His mommah wasn’t there to protect him, his siblings weren’t there to comfort him. He was so, so hungry. He couldn’t help himself but squeak and chirp as he cried for her, hiding underneath his little blankey, desperately hoping she would return to him.
“Mommah, am so scawed…” He whimpered, as he lay on his blankey on the cold, dirty sidewalk. “Am bad babbeh?”
Idk, just something I felt like making tonight. My first Sadbox.
Jesus I just realized how small those cigarettes are. My bad. 0.0 Didn’t know mice smoked too lol
