runt 2

>be a fluffy runt
>you have just been born. your eyes are not yet open
>you feel sticky and everything around you has a strange smell
>you chirp instinctively for your mama but she doesn’t clean you or feed you
>instead you feel a pain as something hits you!
>”dun wan stupit babeh.”
>you don’t know what that means but you think it’s mama saying it! why is mama mean?
>you start to cry. you don’t know what else to do.
>you lay on the cold ground, shivering, shaking, sobbing. you chirp for a mother that won’t come.
>you hear voices over top of you
>”wuh won wiff babeh?”
>”babeh is stupit babeh! nu wan!”
>”is nice babeh. tuwip take babeh.”
>”take dummy babeh! daisy nu wan!”
>”daisy?”
>”wuh?”
>”you bad mumma. dummy fwuffy.”
>”take stupit babeh an go way!”
>you feel something pick you up. you chirp for mama out of fear, even knowing now that she won’t help you
>after a little while you’re put on the ground but now it’s soft
>you feel something licking you clean. your fluff starts to puff up and you feel a little warmer.
>”tuwip wuv babeh.” she whispers to you
>your eyes still closed, you don’t know who is talking to you… but you feel her hold you against her warm fluff
>you feel her heartbeat and you calm down
>”babeh wan miwlk?”
>yes! you want milk! must have!
>you feel movement again and now a plump teat is rubbed against your mouth. you latch on and drink hungrily from it.
>you finish drinking, your tummy full. you feel arms pull you back up into warm fluff and you hear someone cooing to you
>you coo back to whoever it is… glad you have food. glad you have a warm place to sleep.
>you fall asleep.
>when you wake up your eyes open for the first time. you see a smiling fluffy mare and you’re cuddled in the fluff on her belly
>she’s cream colored with a red and green mane and tail
>”hewoo babeh! mah name tuwip!”
>”peep?”
>she guides you back to her teats again. you drink hungrily, forgetting about your mean mama.”
>”i take gut cawe of babeh. tuwip wuv yuu.”
>”mama?”
>”tuwip mama naow.”
>and so it went. Tulip was a kind and loving fluffy. she had a den she dug herself under a pretty bush
>her nest was soft, the floor covered with moss and pretty blankies - “borrowed” from humans, she said
>you found out that Tulip had two foals right before you… but a bad human took them and gave them the bad hurt
>her babies screamed and cried for their mama but she couldn’t help them. the human touched them in a bad place and then smashed them on the ground
>Tulip cries a little when she talks about her babies. but then she says she found you and she loves you.
>she says your mama is a bad fluffy who didn’t want you, but she knows you’re a good, smart fluffy
>she names you Wildfire. you’re not sure what it means but you like the way it sounds.
>you spend a lot of time nuzzling in her fluff and suckling her teats. Tulip hugs you alot, cooing to you
>sometimes she cries then, too. she says it’s because she remembers holding her babies.
>some time passes. the white sky ball comes and goes three times. you’re getting to be a big fluffy.
>Tulip says you’ll make a mare a good husband some day.
>she says your white coat and red mane make you look handsome
>you’ve stopped milking a while ago but you still live in the den, helping Tulip to clean it out and find good

nummies.
>you learned quickly what berries are safe and what aren’t.
>one day you and Tulip are looking for nummies when a strange fluffy gets in your way
>”yuu nu come dis way. dis Daisy pwace!”
>”hewoo Daisy.”
>Daisy? You know that name… that’s… that’s…
>”yuu bad mumma.”
>”YUU NU SAY DAT! DAISY IS GUD MUMMA! GUUUUUD!”
>Daisy is your mumma.
>”dat my babeh? giff back babeh!”
>”nuu! wiwlfia nuu babeh. wiwlfia nuu yuu babeh!”
>”wan back!”
>”yuu… yuu cwazy fwuffy.”
>”daisy… nuu… CWAZY! NUU CWAZY!”
>she foams at the mouth. her eyes are wild.
>”bad hoomans come, take daisy babehs… huwt dem. kill dem! I WAN DAT BABEH BACK NAOW!”
>”he nuu babeh. yuu bad mumma, yu say he dummy babeh.”
>”WAN BABEH BACK!”
>Daisy charges Tulip suddenly, leaping up and kicking her in the head with her hooves! Tulip falls to the

ground, blood coming from her mouth
>”NUU! TUWIP!”
>you try to give her hugs, try to get her to stand. her legs are shaking.
>Daisy grabs you by the ear with her mouth and tries to drag you away.
>”yuu dummy babeh! yuu come wiff mama!”
>”nuu… nuu… NUU!”
>you lash out with a hoof, smacking Daisy across the nose. she bares her teeth in anger
>”bad… BAD babeh… hit mumma? bad babeh hit mumma? MUMMA HIT YUU!”
>you’re nearly her size, but Daisy is stronger. she strikes at you, hitting you in the chest. you fall to the

ground, the wind knocked out of you
>gasping, trying to get up, you see Daisy standing over you
>she raises a hoof over your head
>”if daisy nuu haff babehs den NUU ONE haff babehs!”
>out of nowhere, Tulip plows into her, knocking Daisy to the ground.
>the two trade hooves and bites back and forth. you try to intervene but get knocked to the ground.
>Daisy makes a fatal strike on Tulip. blood sprays from her nose and she collapses to the ground
>”Daisy… smawt fwuffy. gut fwuffy. take babeh.”
>”hey… mumma…”
>”wha?”
>you buck her full on in the head with your rear legs. you hear a sickening crack as her neck breaks and hangs at an odd angle.
>Daisy falls to the ground. somehow still conscious, she stares at you and Tulip as her tongue hangs out of the side of her mouth
>”guh.”
>”Daisy bad mumma. wiwlfia HATE Daisy!”
>”guh…”
>”Tuwip… Tuwip… pwease get up…”
>”nuu wiwlfia… Tuwip get bad huwt. Tuwip go way soon…”
>”Tuwip was best mama. Wiwlfia wuv Tuwip mama.”
>”Tuwip… wuv… wiwlfia…”
>her eyes close. you hug her tightly. your real mama… your BAD mama… stares helplessly.
>you look at her and frown. “bad mama. weave babeh. kiwll good mama. kiss my poopies.”
>you return to the den. it’s yours now. maybe you can find yourself a nice mare.
>Tulip was a good mama and taught you well.
>you will remember her fondly. that other fluffy… what was her name? doesn’t matter. she was a bad mama. you’ll forget her soon enough.