Title:           Over and Over
Author:          Fluffapaloosa
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First Edit:      Sunday 10th of June 2012 01:32:03 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Sunday 10th of June 2012 01:32:03 PM CDT

>You're a green earth fluffy, and today you became a mama!
>This was your first time so you were scared, but Mister helped you the whole time.
>And now you have a pretty red unicorn baby!
>She's so pretty!
>Even when she was still sticky you couldn't help but hug her and tell her you love her.
>Feeding your baby milk was the best thing in the world!
>Now Mister is leaving, but you still have you're baby.
>You coo to her softy and snuggle her to sleep.
>You both whisper to each other what you've said all day.
"Wuv babeh..."
>"Mama...wuv" she still doesn't have her words down yet but it's just the first day.
>Smile as you drift off to sleep.
 
One week later
>Mister nudges you awake.
>"Hey sweetie, today's the big day, wake up!"
>His voice is reassuring, and what he's saying gets you happy.
"Yay! Mama and baby haf' fun!!"
>You look out you're glass enclosure. There's no top so Mister can give you nummies and water.
>You moved here when your baby got big enough to walk on her own.
>Mister is letting more humans into the room.
>Maybe they're new friends for you and your baby to play with!
>Humans walk by all around you.
>You're baby is curious about the humans.
>She looks up, smiling and cheering to them, "Pway! Pway!".
>You decide to introduce you're baby, so proud of her.
"New fwend? Dis' fwuffy's babeh! Bes' babeh eva'!"
>You go up to your baby and give her a big hug, you love huggies with your baby.
>After that you guide her to your teats so she can get milk.
>"Aww look she's nursing!!"
>One of the humans starts talking to Mister. You can hear them.
>"That red unicorn is so cute! Can I hold it?"
>"Yes you can hold her" Mister is saying as his hand reaches down.
>A big smile is on your face and your eyes are closed.
>You're so entranced by your nursing baby you don't see him coming.
>Before you know it you're baby is being lifted away.
"Wah?... Nuuu! Mista pwease gif babeh. Babeh needs mama miwk."
>The baby looks so fearful she can't even cry for help.
>She just looks at you with big, teary eyes as she is handed to the human.
>"Wow they're so soft! Do they bite or anything?"
>"Sometimes, but usually when they're this young you'll never have to worry about it."
>As they talk you're pleading for you're baby, to no avail.
"Mista pwease!! Mama, mama needs babeh! Wuv babeh! Waaaahhhh!"
>The customer is starting to notice.
>"Oh, I don't think they like being separated."
>"It's just superficial, they forget about their babies after a couple hours."
>"Still... I don't think I could separate a mother and her foal like that."
>"Okay, well feel free to look around the store and tell me if you see anything you like."
>Mister takes your baby and put her back in your pen.
"Babeh!! Come to mama! Come ge' nummies!"
>"Fwuffy scawed! Hewp! Mama hewp!" Now that she's on the ground she's gained enough composure to speak.
>You waddle over to each other as quick as you can and give huggies.
>Huggies will make things better.
>You're just glad to be back with your baby.
"Fank oo' Mista. Fo' gif babeh back to fwuffy."
>Mister looked angry.
>You start to cower in the corner with your baby hiding in your fluff.
>"You cost me a sale you little shit. That blabbering isn't going to help anything."
>Mister leaves for a while, then comes back with something.
>He puts it near your mouth.
"Fwuffy no wan'! No wan' weiwd ting!"
>You struggle but he gets the muzzle on you.
"Hhmmmmpphh! mmmmm!!"
>How come you can't talk?
>You're trying to speak but it's not working.
>You were trying to tell Mister that you hated him for taking your baby.
 
>Shortly later on another human comes and looks at your baby.
>They reach down and give her chin scratchies and tummy rubs.
>You don't like humans around your baby anymore.
>All protests are futile though now.
>You can't bite or complain.
>The little smile your baby had goes away as she is picked up again by Mister.
>This time she whimpers for help.
>"Mama? Mamaaa! Hewp pwease! Why mama no hewp babeh?..."
>"This one's perfect! My daughter would love a red fluffy pony!"
>"This is for your daughter? Fluffies are excellent pets for children."
>"How much would it cost for this one?"
>Your baby is struggling in their grasp, but she's so weak the human barely even needs to take notice.
>"All the fluffies here run from about 50 to 100 dollars."
>"Oh... wow. That's a little pricey... How about 40?"
>"Sorry, the unicorns are usually over 80."
>"Hmm well. Can you show me some of your cheaper fluffies?"
>"Sure thing! We might be able to make a deal on a pegasus pony." Mister says as he takes your baby and puts her back in your pen again.
"MMMppphhh! Bmmmbmmmph" You call to your foal.
>"Mama! Why wet munstas take fwuffy? *sniff* babeh scawed of munstas. Munsta hoovsies huwt fwuffy tummy."
>At least you can still give your baby huggies and give her milk.
>But it's tough to give her milk when munstas keep taking her!
>Hold your baby close so nothing will ever take her again.
>But they do.
 
>Every day humans come and take your baby from you.
>You barely ever get to be with your baby anymore.
>By the time Mister takes your baby away permanently you're despondent.
>He closes up the top of your pen.
>She's gone forever now. You're only baby.
>The thing you loved the most of anything.
>Little do you know she had just grown enough to be put in her own pen.
>You are face down crying in your bedding when Mister puts her down into a pen right next to yours.
>You fall asleep from exhaustion.
>The next morning you are waken up by a fluffy banging on the glass between your two cages.
>You slowly turn around to see the fluffy.
>You're pen is closed now though, you can't hear anything but muffled yells.
"Huh?...Fwend? Fwuffy no wan' fwend... Wan' babeh..."
>You turn away from the red unicorn in the other pen to resume crying into your bed.