Keep your chin up high

PhantomFluffy, October 19, 2012; 02:01 / FB 5987
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Keep your chin up high.

>Be a fluffy mare. You are soft pink with a nice yellow mane.
>You have pretty wingies too!
>You used to have an owner, but one day, she didn't wake up.
>You poked her and prodded her and hugged her. You tried so hard to wake her up, but she wouldn't budge.
>You decided to go get help, you went out the little door to the back yard, then wriggled under the fence.
>You ran as fast as you could to find help for your owner, your mommy.
>You search all over, but no one helps.
>"Hewp! Mommy no wake up! Hewp Peaches!"
>Your name is Peaches by the way.
>No one listens, the just pass by. Some of the yell at you, some of them chase you!
>You're so scared! You just want mommy to wake up!
>You need to go back to her! Make sure she's okay!
>Wait.. where are you? Which way is home?
>Oh no...
>You're lost! You can't find your way back, you can't get back to mommy!
>You don't know what to do. You cry.
>No no.. don't cry. Keep your chin up high! That's what mommy always told you when you felt sad or scared.
>You'll be okay! You can find your way back!
>Hours later, the sun is going down. You can't find your way back!
>You need to find some place warm to sleep for the night! You also need nummies.
>Where to go? Where where where?
>Oh! The park! You know the park! Mommy used to take you there!
>Mommy.. you miss her. Thinking about her makes you cry.
>Suddenly you hear a voice.
>"Hewwo? Fwuffy ova hewe? New fwien'?" says the voice.
>You look up and see another fluffy!
>He's dark blue and yellow!
>You are so excited to see another fluffy! Another friend!
>You hug him! He hugs back!
>"Hewwo new fwien'! Ma name Awbewt! You wost?" he asks "Dun wowwy! Awbewt haf safe pwace to go!"
>Albert leads you to a bush, behind the bush are other fluffies!
>There's a yellow one with a green mane! She has a horn. Her name is Clover.
>Then there is a purple and orange fluffy! He has wingies like you! His name is Hoppy.
>There is also an all green earthy named Rover.
>They are all very nice! They give you hugs!
>You ask them for food. They giggle and tell you that the grassies is food!
>Grassies... as food?
>You take a bite.. it's not as good as sketties... but it isn't bad.
>That night you sleep in the fluffpile with Albert and the rest.
>The next day, you all make your way outside to play. You're still worried about your mommy, but you forget for a moment in order to play with Clover.
>You'll try to find mommy later.
>The day goes by so fast, and before you know it, you're going back to sleep in the fluffpile again
>You forgot to look for mommy!
>You cry, but the fluffies.. your friends.. tell you not to be sad. They give you more hugs!
>A week passes by. You haven't forgotten about mommy, but you like your friends. Your herd.
>Rover, you found out, is the smarty friend. Which means he's the leader.
>He's a nice leader, he always lets the rest of the herd eat first! He always makes sure everyone is happy.
>He's also quite handsome, but he's not your favorite. Your favorite is Albert.
>In the fluffpile, you always sleep next to Albert.
>Another week goes by, and you're starting to forget mommy.
>One day, you and Albert are playing hide and seek. You find Albert hiding behind a bush.
>You jump on him and give him a hug! "I wike you wots, Awbewt!" you tell him.
>"Awbewt wike Peaches wots!" he cheers.
>Next thing you know, you and Albert are playing a new game. Called special hugs!
>They feel strange, but good!
>ENF ENF ENF goes Albert.
>Soon Albert finishes. Your bum feels sticky.
>"Awbewt wuv Peach! Peach be good mumma!" he says, nuzzling your neck.
>Mumma? You?
>You are confused, until Clover tells you that special hugs make babies!
>Babies.. you've never thought about babies before..
>YAY BABIES!
>BABIES BABIES BABIES!
>Three weeks go by, and you have forgotten mommy.
>You don't have time to remember her when you're so big! So big you can't even move any more.
>Albert rolls you everywhere. To make poopies, to get grassies, but he stays by you instead of playing.
>He's a good special friend!
>One evening, your tummy starts to hurt!
>Clover says the babies are coming!
>Yaay babies!
>Your tummy has owwies for a while..
>Then your peepee place hurts.
>"EEEEOOOWWWWIIIEEE!" you cry.
>Suddenly, you're small again. There is a lot of gooey stuff by your poopie place.
>You hear a tiny cry. "EEEEEp! EeeeEEEEp! *chirp chirp*"
>It's your baby! Clover hands it to you. it's so tiny, but so beautiful.
>You're so happy! You nuzzle it, lick all the icky stuff off it, and give it hugs!
>It mewls back to you. You place your baby down by your teat. It suckles tenderly, having it's fill of milk.
>You LOVE your baby! It has yellow fluff and a pink mane! It's so beautiful!
>Albert loves your baby too! He nuzzles it and coos to it. He says it will be a strong fluffy.
>You spend your whole day there with your baby. It sleeps in your tummy fluff, then wakes up to have milk. Then crawls up blindly up to your chest to have hugs, then sleeps some more.
>It doesn't say much. First it says "mumma" then it says "miwk" then it says "wuv". That's okay, though, you love it even if it only says a few things.
>Three days later, your baby's eyes open. It starts to crawl around your fluff more. It says more words.
>More of the same words really "Wuv mumma!" "Mumma! Miwk!", but it says them more often.
>Two weeks or so go by, and your baby (which you figured out is a boy) can now walk and talk!
>He still needs milk, and hugs, and he still sleeps in your fluff, but he's much bigger now!
>You gave him a name, too. You named him Cream!
>One day, Cream is playing with Albert, when suddenly three new fluffies arrive.
>The first one is red with wingies, the second is orange and yellow with a horn, and the third one is green and brown.
>Rover tries to make friends, but the red one pushes him down!
>Hoppy tries to stop him, but the orange one with the horn bucks him!
>Soon the three new fluffies are giving big hurties to Hoppy, Clover, and Rover!
>Albert shoos you and Cream back into the bushes.
>"Stay hewe, famwy!" he urges you.
>He turns back around and goes to rescue the other members of the herd.
>You can hear him shout "Hey big meanies! Wet go of Dadda an' Mumma an' Bwudda!"
>Suddenly there is a loud scream.
>You peek for a moment through the bushes. Albert is being stomped on by the meanie fluffies!
>Hoppy, Rover, and Clover have taken forever sleepies. Boo boo juice is coming out of them.
>You turn away from the sight and go back to hugging your baby, who is crying his eyes out.
>"Shh, no cwy babeh. Hafta be quiet, ow meanie fluffies come" you whisper to him.
>Meanie fluffies, you'd never seen meanie fluffies before.
>You stay there with Cream until the noises go away.
>Soon you fall asleep with Cream in your arms.
>You wake up. You're alerted by your babies gentle cries.
>"Mumma, hung'y! Wan miwk" he cries.
>Oh NO! You're out of milk! You have to have some nummies to make more food for your baby!
>With Cream clinging to your back, you exit the bushes. It's almost night time now.
>You see the bodies of Clover, Rover, Hoppy, and Albert. They don't look pretty.
>"Cwose eyes babeh, dun open dem tiww mumma say" you tell Cream.
>"Kay mumma" he says, clutching your back fluff tighter.
>Slowly you walk past the bodies. You hold back your tears.
>You try to eat some grassies, but are scared by a noise. The park is scary at night, and dangerous for a fluffy mumma alone!
>You walk further and further away from the bushes you called home.
>Soon you find that you are no longer in the park at all.
>You waddle into a dark place with shiny cans.
>There is a box next to the cans. You place Cream in the box.
>"Stay hewe babeh, mumma gon' go fin' nummies" you tell him.
>"Nuu mumma! Don' weave babeh!" he cries back.
>"Ssshhh! Babeh be quiet, ow munstas come. Mumma be wight back"
>You waddle out of the dark place. You can hear Cream crying quietly from the box.
>You search all over the street, but you can't find nummies.
>You're worried, what if you can't find nummies ever!? Then you can't make milkies, then your baby will take forever sleepies.
>"Huu huu huu" you cry to yourself.
>Then you see a nummie! An apple nummie!
>It's only half an apple nummie, and it doesn't look pretty, but it's nummies.
>You carry the apple back to the dark place.
>You go up to the box where you left Cream.
>He's still crying.
>"Babeh, Mumma hewe babeh!" you announce.
>*sniff* "M-mumma! Cweam hung'y! Hung'y babeh!" he mewls.
>"Iz 'kay babeh, mumma haf nummie naow". You try to climb into the box, but it tips over.
>Cream tumbles out and squeaks fearfully. "EEK! Nuuhuuhuu! Mumma huwt babeh!"
>Hurt baby? NO NEVER!
>"Nu babeh nu! Mumma no mean gif huwties! Was asseedint!"
>Cream doesn't listen he starts to waddle away from you, out of the dark place and toward the sidewalk.
>"Cweam nu wan meanie mumma! Wan dadda an' safe bushies 'gain!" he cries as he continues to waddle away.
>You give chase, but Cream is smaller than you, and slightly faster.
>You trip on a round metal thingy.
>Cream is getting further and further away from you!
>You stagger to your feet while crying.
>Then you hear a scream.
>"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
>Your baby!
>You rush toward the source of the scream.
>Cream is standing still, with a puddle of peepees under him. There, in front of him, is a MONSTER!
>It's smaller than you, but bigger than Cream. It has angry red eyes and scary teeth. It has a long, fluffless tail and strange looking hoofsies. Like human hoofsies, only smaller.
>It looks a little like the tree fuzzies back at the park but meaner.
>"N-n-n-n nu wan munsta.." Cream stammers.
>The monster moves closer, and makes a scary sound "Hhhssshhh!!!"
>Eeeee! Nuuuuu!" cries your baby.
>You step between Cream and the monster. You puff out your cheeks, like Rover would do to the tree fuzzies sometimes.
>You know that doing this makes you look threatening.
>"Go 'way munsta! Weave babeh awone!" you shout at the creature.
>It makes the scary noise again "Hhhssshhh!". It stands up on it's too back leggies and bears it's teefies at you.
>Cream is now huddled under you, covering his eyes with his hoofsies and shaking a lot.
>"nnuu" he whimpers.
>You have to do something...
>"Go way munsta! Peaches make poopies on you!" you announce to the creature.
>You turn around (making sure Cream is still safe beneath you) lift up your tail, and with a little force, spray the monster with poopies!"
>The monster backs away, and tries to shake away the not pretty smelling poopies it is now covered in.
>It runs away, out of the dark place.
>You lift Cream up with your mouth, and carry him by his scruff back to the box.
>He settles down, and sits on his bottom, rubbing his tear filled eyes.
>"Babeh otay?" you ask sweetly.
>Your precious little baby bursts into tears "Eeeheeheeheeee! Mmmuuuummaaaaaa!". He holds his leggies open for you.
>You scoop him up in a great big hug! "Is otay babeh, mumma hewe".
>The two of you settle into the box, you eat the half an apple nummie you found. It doesn't taste pretty, but your tummy owwies go away, and you are able to make some milk for your baby.
>You fall asleep in the box, with Cream suckling noisily from your teat.
>Day time comes sooner than you expect. You are awoken by an angry human's voice.
>"Goddamn fluffy shits! Get outa my box right now you fucks!"
>The angry human kicks your box, and you tumble out. Cream is startled awake and begins to panic.
>"EEE! Mummie!"
>You quickly scoop him up and place him on your back. You implore the human to let you stay.
>"Pwease mista! Peaches an' Cweam no haf safe pwace to go!"
>He throws something at you, it makes a loud noise and turns into little sharp things.
>You almost get hit.
>"I said get the fuck out of here, or I'll stomp you to death, you little asshole!" he shouts.
>You don't want owwies, so you leave, with Cream riding your back.
>You spend the rest of the day looking for somewhere else that's safe. You don't know where the park is anymore, so you just keep heading in one direction.
>All the way, you search for nummies, and avoid mean people yelling at you.
>Soon, you find a new place to sleep, under a tree. There are some nummies nearby. Not much nummies, but enough to feed you and your baby. (it's half a dropped sandwich, but you don't know that)
>The nest morning another person chases you and your baby away.
>"Fuck off, stupid horse thing! This is a private garden!"
>You and your baby are forced to flee again.
>This becomes your new life, going from place to place, trying to find food. It's not an easy life.
>A long time passes (three days) and you have finally settled down near some trees. There are a lot of trees, so many in fact you don't even know what to call a place like this.
>You're tired, you hoofsies hurt from walking, and your fluff is dirty now. Used to be, Albert or Clover would help you keep clean, but they're gone. You try to keep your baby clean, but he still gets dirty eventually.
>You're so tired, you don't know what to do...
>You wish you could find some place safe and warm for you and Cream, somewhere like you used to live...
>...Mommy's house. Mommy... you had forgotten about Mommy, but now you remember.
>You wish you knew where she was, or if she ever woke up. You want to hug her, and play with her, and show her your baby you love so much!
>You miss her...
>What do you do? You sit on your rump and think...
>You feel a nudge at your leg. It's your baby, Cream.
>"Mumma, wha' do? Whewe go? Babeh scawed" he mewls to you.
>He's scared. So are you...
>What was it Mommy always used to tell you when you when you were sad or scared?
>"Keep chinnie up high, babeh. Keep chinnie up high an' wemembew to awways hope"
>You and your baby look out to the sunset, as it passes over the trees..

"Phantom Fluffy"

Inspired by http://www.fluffybooru.com/post/view/5946