It’s been about a month since you got the boys, and what a month it’s been!
You met the greatest woman at the park, and got to talking, and found out the two of you have a lot in common!
A funny thing happened the day you met her, though.
As the two of you and your fluffies were leaving the park, you saw the fluffy impaler and his purple fluffy in his pickup truck, waiting for the green light. He was glaring at the two of you. What was his problem?
Was it because of your fluffies? Or the stroller? Hey, the website said it’s unisex! It’s black! Or maybe it was the monster spliff you and Judy were sharing. Some people are just too uptight.
But you don’t care about that, because you’re in love! You’re excited and scared and worried and thrilled. You need to be cautious. You’ve been burned before.
You and Judy ended up setting up a date after meeting at the park, and you’ve been dating ever since. Your fluffies were all thrilled to hear the news! You’ve got another date tonight. You hope it goes well.
You are Piccolo, and you’re hoping your daddeh and miss Judy, Snowball’s mummah, are having a good time.
The two of you were upset that you and Marley couldn’t go along on the “dayte”, but your daddeh told you that it was just going to be him and miss Judy.
Marley was okay with it however. He said “Weave da too wub-biwdie-munstahs awone, Piccowo. Dey nee sum awone time.” Daddeh and miss Judy laughed at that. Marley’s really smart. If you were all in a herd, he’d be the smawty. Even though you’re the one with the hownie, you’d be happy to be his tuffie. You would take sorry poopies for him.
But it’s okay, because you get to spend the evening with your best friend Marley, who’s like a bwuddah to you, only you don’t have the same mummah, and Snowball, who, now that you’re all big fluffies, is starting to look really, really pretty.
And the three of you aren’t alone, because your uncle Seth is there too, looking after you! He’s not daddeh’s bwuddah, but he lets you call him uncle anyway. He has pretty long not-fluff on his head that he turned light green with hoomin magic, and a cool music boxie with stringies, and… and… and!
He has a fluffy too!
Her name is Caelum!
She’s pretty too, the same age as you and Marley, with green fluff the same shade as her daddeh’s hair, and wingies! But no hownie, like Snowball. You think she’s very pretty, but Snowball is still prettier. You’ve seen Marley glance at Caelum a few times, though. He’s usually so relaxed, but every time he talks to her he’s a bit tongue-tied. Kind of like when you try to talk to Snowball these days.
The four of you are currently nuzzling together on the couch. It’s late, but your uncle Seth agreed you could all stay awake until your daddeh and miss Judy come home. Uncle Seth is puffing on one of those smokie-sticks your daddeh likes to puff on too, that makes the funny smoke that makes you giggle and makes Marley really hungwy when you breathe it in. He’s lazily strumming on his music boxie, not really playing any “tyuun” as he calls it, but you still think it sounds pretty, and watching a moo-vee on the teebee. It’s about a hoomin in a red suit who can’t go forever sleepies ever no matter how many wowstest owwies he gets, and he gives lots of bad hoomins forever sleepies with bang-bangs and sharp sorry sticks, and he looks really not-pretty under the suit, but he has a really pretty hoomin special friend who seems to love him anyway. You think that’s nice. You think everyone should have someone to love, even if they’re not-pretty like the red suit hoomin. He does talk a lot though, and you don’t really understand most of what he says, but uncle Seth thinks it’s funny.
You and Snowball were scared when the red suit hoomin starting giving hoomins owwies, but then Caelum said, “Nu be scawedies. Am jus moo-vee! Am nu reaw. Hoomins am nu weawwy gettin owwies!” Marley confirmed it. “Caiwum am wite. Wemembew dat moo-vee daddeh show Mawwey an Piccowo? Wif big scawewie munstahs wif big big toofsies? Wuz nu reaw munstahs. Wuz jus puppetsies.” Caelum beamed. “Ooh, Caiwum see dat wun tuu! Am gud moo-vee! Scawy, but gud!”
Wow, Caelum is really smart! As smart as Marley! You wonder, if they had babbehs, how smart would the babbehs be? Probably as smart as hoomins!
Your train of thought grinds to a halt as you hear the front door open.
“We’re home!”
It’s your daddeh!
“Daddeh! Piccowo am here!”
Your daddeh and miss Judy enter the living room. They look happy! The dayte must have gone well!
Daddeh gives you and Marley a hug, and gives Snowball a hug, and gives Caelum a hug too. Miss Judy does the same, but she starts with Snowball. Well of course, Snowball is her fluffy! When miss Judy hugs you, you notice she smells extra pretty tonight. She smells like flowers.
Daddeh pretends to be mad at uncle Seth for “tow-king up”, whatever that means, around you and your friends, but you can tell he’s just pretending because he’s smiling and they’re both laughing. Uncle Seth tells you that he and Caelum are going home, but promises you’ll see them again soon. You’re happy to hear that, but you’re more happy for Marley than you are for you. You’ve got a hunch in your fluffy little heart…
After he and Caelum leave, your daddy insists that you and Marley go to bed. But, but! He says that Snowball will be staying the night! You’re really happy to hear that, but this time you’re happy for you.
squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak
You wake up with a start.
What’s that sound?
squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak
And what’s that other sound?
“Oooh… don’t stop, Cal…”
squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak
It sounds like it’s coming from your daddy’s room. It’s muffled by the walls. Is that miss Judy? What doesn’t she want daddeh to stop doing?
squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak
You curl up next to Snowball, which gives you a funny feeling in your tummeh, close your eyes, and eventually drift off to sleep.
squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak…