Where’s Muffy? By(that1hugboxer)

This is a continuation of Sins of the father by (that1hugboxer) ,The houseguest by (that1hugboxer) , The hand we are dealt by(that1hugboxer)
, Oddball (that1hugboxer) and Pick your poison by(that1hugboxer)

You are Lorna Vanderholt. You and several other Farmhands are looking for Muffy one of the breeding mares who seemingly escaped in the middle of the night.

Duncan is going to kill you if something happens to her!

She couldn’t have gotten far…could she?

There’s hundreds of places she could have hid on the farm.

After spending hours searching for her You receive a call on the raidio from one of the farm hands.

Switch perspective: you are Duncan. You received a call from Lorna that Muffy is refusing leave her hiding spot, Lorna believes if you might be able to coax her out.

You approached the crawl space.

“Hey Muffy.”

“Go way!!!”

“Muffy….come on don’t be like that.”

“Mummah nu take muffie babbeh dis time !!!
You crouch down and look into the crawl space.

Suddenly you hear Muffy shriek.

“NU WAN’ MEANIE DADDEH!!!”

In an instant you are taken back to the moment you Found maya’s body under the crawl space of your own house.

You coax her out with promises that she can keep the babies.

You hold Muffy in your arms and turn to Lorna.

“Lorna I’m sorry I can’t… I… she’s suffered more than enough for her behavior. I’m talking her home… look I know she’s probably got some high quality foals in her belly, I’ll pay you back for them somehow. Please…”

Lorna sighs.

“You’re soft, sometimes to a fault, but I’ll consider us even for the 12 litters she provided the farm… but make no mistake if she starts acting up again you’re on your own. Are we clear?”

You nod.

On the ride home you have a talk with Muffy.

“(Sigh) muffy I need you to listen to me and listen well. This will be your last litter. After the foal’s have been weened I’m getting you fixed.
If you ever start treating any of my fluffies unkindly I will have you turn into a Dummeh .”

Muffy looks at you in horror.

“I don’t want to have to do it but I will if you can’t behave. I’ve thought long and hard about this while you’ve been gone. I had to get rid of quicksilver because he was too unreasonable. I made a promise to you that I would take you home and let you keep your babbehs if you came out of the crawl space. I intend to honor my word even if I have to make you permanently docile to do it.”

Over the next few days Muffy gives birth to two foals. Both are poop brown earthies One boy and one girl.

The boy she named fudge and the girl she named brownie.

Muffy attempted to reconnect with Oddball but to her dismay he only vaguely remembered her and they had little in the way of a bond outside of those of ordinary fluffies.

Though Oddball did love his new brother and sister . Oddball’s presence seemed to keep muffy in line being nice to fluffies outside of her immediate offspring.

Brownie drank milk nearly nonstop to the point where she dwarfed her brother in size. She grew at nearly double the rate of a normal foal beginning to open her eyes and talk less than 4 days after being born.

If brownie wasn’t talking she was eating , it got to where you had to feed her fluffy mush just to supplement her insatiable appetite.

You thought the prospect of eating something like fluffy mush would curb her appetite… not in the slightest. You legitimately started worrying that something might be wrong with her. Thankfully she did eventually reach a point of being full.

Fudge her brother was….special. Despite having a steady diet he was developmentally challenged. Slightly higher functioning than Odis but slightly less functional than Hoagie.

Fudge was to put it bluntly the embodiment of the phrase “ignorance is bliss.”

A happy little dumbass with a heart of gold.

While his sister would eat just about anything with no distinction between liking certain foods more or less, Fudge on the other hand loved one food better than any other. Sweet corn and garlic mashed potatoes topped with gravy. Which he affectionately called “Yumnums”

Now all your fluffies liked your extended family to some degree but Fudge thought your mom hung the freaking moon. You would come home to find her spoon feeding him Yumnums like a baby in a high chair.

:musical_note:yumnums! Yumnums! Fudge wub Yumnums!:musical_note:

Muffy now fixed ,mostly spent her time cuddling with Fudge while Brownie became more of Atlas’s little protégé helping him keep peace between the fluffies.

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Muffy should be glad to be alive.

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Yeah Muffy is very lucky. Side note.
I’m thinking of having a story involving Odis’s mother and her owner. I know it was stated in a previous story that he was put there by that woman from the fluffy vet . But I thought it was pretty obvious she was lying to get a rise out of Duncan.

Would you want it to remain a mystery or know what actually happened? I’m good either way.

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I’d like to know, personally. It’d be interesting to see where he came from, and if that woman was telling the truth.

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Ever since I wrote the first story where the then unnamed Duncan found Odis , I wanted to write where he actually came from But the thing that always held me back was the question of how would they even recognize Odis ?

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