The Spaghetti Games - Part 2: Daddyland

>Daddy put you and Peeta in a big dark box with a few other fluffies
>Peeta is more vocal than you are
>"Uhh... new fwein'?"
>"Fwein'." you say, simply
>"Mai name Peeta!"
>"Ca'nip."
>Peeta embraces you in a hug
>Hey, maybe everything won't be so bad after all!
>"Do' wowwy! New daddy gunna ta' cawe of fwuffies!" he says to the other fluffy ponies in the box
>There are already 4 fluffies besides you and Peeta
>"Whew yoo fwuffies fwom?"
>You answer, "Fwuffies fwom fwuffy pwace."
>"We fwom dew too!" responds a red pegasus you don't know
>You and Peeta being earth ponies, you don't expect to get along with them, or unicorns for that matter
>
>Daddy has taken you and 22 other fluffy ponies to a big place surrounded by giant walls and a big white sky with a pretty light hanging from it
>You've never been in a place like this before
>Daddy unloads you all in a tiny area, with weird looking brightly colored things you've never seen before
>Also, 24 big, soft things that you can sleep on
>You try one out first thing
>You have never, in all your two weeks of life, experienced anything that has felt this good
>You cry
>
>The fluffy ponies gather 'round, meeting and greeting
>You have talked to a few and played with a few, but some are nicer than others
>Some are like you and are really scared of never seeing their mommas again
>One talks about, "no wan' ba' huggies wike in picthuws. Mumma wen' sketties game an' got big owies. daddy nevuw bwing mumma back!"
>You have no idea what he's talking about

>Usually, back in your herd's enclosure, daddy leaves out a big shiny thing with moving talking pictures on it, so everybody can watch the skettie games
>However, in the one skettie game you've been alive for and not participated in, you didn't get to see the skettie games because one of the fluffies in your herd got excited to see their sister again and jumped at the shiny glass, trying to hug her
>So no one got to watch
>You have no idea what you're in for
>The only names you've picked up in your time in daddyland are peeta's and a small, almost newborn filly who's name is woo
>You don't know what bad huggies are, but you don't want them to happen to her
>
>Daddy brings the fluffies breakfast, lunch and dinner
>It's so beautiful
>Three meals a day of spaghetti, a whole bowl for each pair of ponies from each enclosure (there are twelve)
>You and Peeta notice the smell of it first
>"Wat dat?!" Peeta immediately screams
>You turn and can't believe your eyes
>"Sketties!!!" you yell in ecstasy
>Within a minute all fluffies are feasting on the stuff
>During your intake, you stop a bit to look back; you thought you heard something
>As you thought, Woo has fallen behind and can't get to her pair's bowl of sketties
>Of course, in no time, the other pony in her pair, a big black colt, comes for her and picks her up by the scruff of her neck
>"Woo nee' sketties! Com eat!" it grunts through her fluff in his mouth
>Woo giggles
>It makes you feel happy
>"Why ca'nip no eat? Sketties!" Peeta reminds you
>You get back to eating
>Sometimes you find yourself doing that; thinking about things too long and drifting off from other fluffy things
>You usually pay it no mind
>

>At midday, daddy comes in with another big scary munsta like him
>"So, these are the litter this year."
>"Neato. Thanks for the sneak peek. I like the little one, nice choice."
>"You know I don't choose, names are drawn from a hat."
>"Yeah, sure. You don't rig it at all."
>Daddy speaks up and addresses the fluffies
>"FLUFFIES!"
>All the fluffy ponies stop what they are doing and turn their attention to daddy
>"Daddy! daddy, wan' upsies!" "Fwuffy wuv daddy!" "Daddy got sketties? Wan' sketties!"
>Daddy begins to say some things, but all the ponies keep talking to him and amongst themselves
>All the noise muffles what daddy is saying down to barely-intelligable sentence fragments
>Well, barely-intelligable for a big monster - you never know what they're talking about
>"Tomorow... arena... hugs... aparatus... only one... suprise... Enjoy your..."
>Daddy says a few more things to his friend about a "suprise" and "retarded" and leave
>All fluffy ponies return to playing with the blocks and balls in the pen, but you stay and ponder what daddy said
>After only a few moments, you don't care anymore
>That night, you forget the hunger games are even a thing
>
>You and Peeta are getting ready for bed
>"Peeta wike daddy! New pwace fun!"
>"Yea!" you yelp, fresh after a session of playing ball with other fluffies
>You yawn. "Ca'nip sweepy."
>"Wanna ma' behbys?"
>"Wat?" Make babies? But you're not a momma fluffy!
>"If Peeta gif' goo' huggies, ca'nip make behbys! Behbys fun!"
>You do like babies. "Okay!"
>That night, Peeta did some kind of strange thing to you, but it felt good

>He got behind you and started doing something to your butt and after a while he stopped and fell asleep
>It was fun!
>You fall asleep curled up to him; you think he's your bestest friend now
>
>You wake up the next morning
>You only wake up because daddy came and scooped you up from your bed with Peeta
>"Aww, little slut."
>You don't know what he said, but you're happy to see him
>"Daddy! Ca'nip ge' upsies!"
>"Yeah. Get ready kiddo, today's the big day."
>"Wat?"
>"Today's the day of the Spaghetti Games."
>"Wassa sketties game? Fwuffy ge' sketties AN' pway?"
>"Of course," he mumbles.
>He plops you down on your back in a big hard box
>You giggle; it tickles
>Daddy reaches out somewhere you can't see and grabs some kind of black strips
>Oh, the strips have some kinds of bumps coming out of them
>They're really thin and look sharp
>Daddy begins to move you around and place the strips around your waist, bumpy ends out, and also puts one around each hoof
>The ones on your hooves are tight
>"Owies! Daddy, too tight!"
>Daddy laughs
>"Heh, you don't know the meaning of 'owie', kid."
>Daddy is a meenie
>He carries you, in the box, to a strange place
>He quickly plops you down onto a place where there are grassies, but they hurt like pinpricks
>You quickly regain your footing, and find that you are trapped in the box
>Through holes in the plastic box, you watch daddy bring in all the other fluffy ponies, one by one, all bearing the samesharp, bumpy strips as you
>The ones on your hooves are starting to itch
>The cries of the other fluffies fill the room

>"Gwassies no nummies." "Fwuffy wan'huggies!" "Dis whew fwuffy ge' sketties?"
>You remain silent, you simply look out from the box with teary eyes
>Everything was so okay yesterday!
>What are the Skettie games?
>Daddy ties strange rope things to the tops of all the boxes
>Fluffies hopelessly jump up at the tops to try to hug daddy
>Daddy once again leaves, and comes back with a ton of other big monsters
>You're scared
>They're all yelling and laughing
>Daddy gets up in front of them
>"Gentlemen, visitors, newcomers, and beloved patrons of the underground fluffy pony entertainment circuit! Welcome, one and all, to the 74th weekly Spaghetti games!"
>They all cheer
>"Today we've got a marvelous show for ya, including twists and turns! Thrills, chills, and most definitely spills! Plus a very special guest for later that I think you all will like!"
>Another cheer
>Lots of fluffies are crying about the loud noises, including Woo
>"Without firther adue, let us commence the countdown to brutality!" daddy says, grabbing another one of those big shiny glass thingies and moving his finger around on it
>The lights in the room magically dim and brighten on you and the other fluffy ponies, and the rest of... wherever this strange grassland is
>"10... 9... 8..."
>You're scared
>"7... 6... 5..."
>You want huggies
>"4... 3... 2..."
>It's time
>"1..."
>Daddy pulls the string and the Spaghetti Games begin