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Fluffy research x/? The history of Sun.

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Fluffy research x/? The history of Sun.
>You are sun, a rather standard blue unicorn with a purple mane.
>You are currently feeding your previously 4, now 3 foals, you still cry when you remember the one you lost.
>Life hasn’t been good for you so far.
>You were born ages ago into a wild fluffy herd, your mother was a kind Earth pony mare and your father was the herd smarty friend. He was a unicorn just like you!
>You don’t remember much from your younger years, only the sadness you felt when your herd was attacked by a rival herd.
>They gave the big owwies to everyone in the herd; you survived because your mother hid you under a bush.
>When the rivaling herd found her, they started giving her terrible owwies, she cried and begged them to stop.
>They finally stopped kicking her when she stopped begging. Before they gave her the biggest owwies, some of the stallions gave her very bad special hugs.
>You cried your eyes out at the sight, why were they hurting her?
>What had she done wrong?
>Sadly, one of the stallions herd you crying in the bush and dragged you out of it.
>You suddenly found yourself circled by the bad fluffies that had just given your mother bad special hugs, frightened, you hid under your hooves.
>They’d surely never find you there!
>Oh were you wrong, they found you instantly and one of the stallions started mounting you, but before he managed to give you special hugs he was stopped by another fluffy from the bad herd.
>”Staph! Nuu gif bad hugs to fiwwy! She nuu big enough yet!” The fluffy spoke up as it walked towards you.
>”take back to hewd. She goo’ fo’ oter tings.” He told the fluffies before they dragged you by the tail towards their own herd.
>You just kept on crying as your now dead herd became more distant, every single one of them just lying there, like they were resting
>You arrived at the bad fluffies gwassy place after a short walk, the rest of the herd came out of a large hollowed tree to greet their friends.
>Little did you know, living here would turn out to be like living in hell.
>You quickly grew to normal fluffy size after you arrived, this was the first problem you got into, once you were grown-up the smarty told the herd that you’d soon be made the herds “huggies mare”.
>You didn’t know what it meant at the time, but it from what you could tell it was a good thing. Hugs are good and the herd cheered at the idea.
>Two bright times later, you got your answer.
>Without warning one of the stallions in the herd mounted you one morning while you were resting, you quickly bucked him hard in his no-no’s. The stallion fell over and made sickie wa-wa’s.
>When the other stallions saw this, they pinned you down while they took turns special hugging you, it hurt so badly…
>What did you do to deserve this?
>You only kicked the stallion in his no-no’s, your mom did that to a bad fluffy once… Your dad or the herd didn’t get angry then.
>”Da enuf specia hugs” the smarty friend told the “hugging” stallions eventually.
You still hate him more than you hate bad poopies!
>You also remember that the day after the bad special hugs, your tummy felt funny all of a sudden…
>You ate food and drank water all day, but the feeling just wouldn’t go away.
>Worried, you walked over and asked one of the mothers in the herd;
>”Tummy feew funny, notin wowk! Fwuffy scawed…” you told the mare in front of you.
>”Siwwy fwuffy, if tummy feew stwange, dat mean yu soon mummah” She replied with a concerned look on her face.
>Once the stallions knew you were pregnant, they stopped giving you special hugs shortly after, some of them actually gave you food to help the babies grow.
>After several bright times you were so big you couldn’t even move on your own anymore, a mare from the herd named Berry helped you.
>You liked Berry, she wasn’t like the rest of the herd and she helped you and actually talked with you freely.
>She was almost your friend, but you still couldn’t trust her completely, she still belonged to this bad herd.
>Finally the day arrived, you’d gotten too big to even move around so Berry had chosen to keep you at one place and help you with what you needed instead of trying to roll you around.
>It happened while Berry was feeding you some grass; all of a sudden your belly turned and started to feel very warm.
>You felt something odd happening by your rear end and instinctively spoke; “nee make big poopies”
You had no idea what was going on, but berry apparently did.
>She quickly dropped the grass and walked up behind you and ripped the fluffy around your no-no’s straight off.
>”Owwies! Why bewwy take fwuff? Sun nee fwuff to keep wawm!” You cried out at her, she didn’t reply.
>Shortly after, you felt a stinging pain in your no-no’s, you almost cried from the pain, but then you heard something strange but familiar somehow, a foal crying.
>And to your big surprise, berry walked up and gave you the foal and told you it was yours, the though took a while to set in.
>Your own foal, you were now a mummah! You now had a small foal to take care of and love all day long! You were now just like your mummah used to be, the joyful feeling was euphoric.
>Then berry came with another foal, this time berry told you that the foal had to be cleaned, you instinctively started licking them clean.
> Berry then comes back with two more foals! You now have four small babies to play with and hug!
>With some help from Berry, you get two of them placed on your swollen teats; the other two will just have to wait their turn.
>With the foals finally fed, you lie down properly to rest with the foals sleeping on in your fluff keeping warm, but as you’re about to sleep, you see the smarty friend moving towards you.
>”Dummy fwuffu finawwy haf babbhes? Finawwy!” He bullied you. But his words couldn’t hurt you! You were a mummah now!
>”Stump an log, howd dumb mummah! I teach Wesson!” He quickly told two fluffies when he saw that his words had failed.
>You quickly got up and took a defensive stance to protect your babbhes, but it had no effect. The fluffies were earth stallions and you were still tired from giving birth.
>They quickly overpowered you and pinned you to the ground facing the smarty friend, he then proceeds to kick you in the nose
>”Owwies! Why kick sun!?”
>”Yuu bad fwffuy! Speciaw huggies fwend nuu supposed to haf babbhes! Yu bad fwuffy!” He yelled before he did something you’ll never forget.
>He walked up behind you and took all your babbhes and placed them in front of you, you yelled at him, begging him to let them go.
>”NU! Yu bad huggies mawe! Nu haf babbhes!” He screamed at you as he stepped on your first foal, the crunching sound that followed was devastating.
>He quickly took his foot off the foal and pushed it over to you, it was still alive, but owwie wa-was were coming out from your babbhe.
>You tried to hug it one last time, but the stallions stopped you.
>You broke down into a crying mess of tears, begging him not to hurt any more foals.
>”Pw-pwease nu huwt babbhes!*sob* Sun do anytin yu want!*sob* Nu gif babbhes owwies!” you cried out in sorrow, trying everything you knew to stop him, but it didn’t help…
>shortly after killing your first foal, he stepped on the second one; it too died scared and alone.
>when he killed the third one, you just went limp. Nothing you did or tried could’ve saved the foals, they were going to die at the hands of the evil smarty friend.
>As he killed the last foal and pushed it over to you, there was only one line left in your head:
>”Fwuffy wan die” you yelled out, your feelings and hopes crushed.
>”Wha dumb mummah say!?” The smarty friend yelled at you.
>”FWUFFY WAN DIE!” you screamed at the smarty friend with all your might.
>”Fwuffy wan die? Otay, fwuffy die, bu nu fwom hewd. Fwuffy die awone in fowest” The smarty told you as dragged you by the ear into the forest.
>When you stopped in the forest, the smarty friend made log and stump pin you down before he gave you very bad special huggies.
>”Otay, fwuffy go die in fowest! Smawty nu want yu anymowe!” He yelled to you before they walked back to the herd, leaving you out there all alone.
>”Sun hate poopie head smawty!” You screamed in agony.
>You hid under a bush for several bright times, crying your heart out, you failed your babies, you failed as a mummah and now you’re going to be a mummah again!
>You still remember what happened next. As you lay there, Plum’s herd walked into the clearing in front of the bush you were hiding in.
>You remember that you were skeptical to plum at first, but when you saw her teats and no-no place you saw that she was a mare just like you!
>Carefully leaving the bush, you walked out onto the clearing and looked at Plum’s herd
>they quickly noticed you sitting there, but to your surprise, they didn’t yell demands at you, they didn’t threaten you with owwies.
>”Hewwo fwuffy! Yu aww awone in fowest?” Berry asked you.
>”Fwuffy name Sun. Sun aww awone in fowest, sun awso gun be mummah soon…” You replied with a sad undertone, you just hoped they didn’t want to hurt you.
>”Sun wan join Pwums hewd? Nu mummah fwuffy saf awone. Nee hewd fo safety” Plum spoke as she walked over to you and offered you a hug.
>You’d never had a hug from another fluffy mare before; the only fluffies you’d ever hugged was your foals and your mummah.
>You carefully stretched out your hooves and accepted the hug, suddenly the whole herd walked over and embraced you in one big hug.
>”Fwuffy mummah be saf in Pwums hewd. Fwuffies nu bad hewe, onwy goo fwuffies” The whole herd spoke in unison.
>Several bright times past while you lived with plums herd, you played and had fun with the other fluffies. Plum also taught you what was safe to eat and drink out in the forest, you thanked her for this.
>Then the day came again, your tummy started feeling warm and shortly after, your first foal plopped out, you cleaned it as you did with the other foals you had and put it on a teat, then came the second and third foal. They too got cleaned and put down on the teats to milk.
>Then came the fourth foal, you immedeatelly knew something was wrong when the mares helping you suddenly said; “Bad babbhe, dis dumb babbhe”
>they gave it to you quickly and you too noticed something very odd, it didn’t smell right and you almost made sickie wa-was while cleaning it.
>Confused, you asked plum why the foal was like that.
>”Why mummah caw babbhe dumb an bad? Why babbhe smeww an taste ikky?”
>”Sun, dis nu bad babbhe, dis jus sick babbhe. Babbhe bu goo’. Sun nee foget dis babbhe, babbhe nu gu fo ota babbhes”
>You looked at her with sad eyes, why was your babbhe sick!? What did it do wrong?
Why do you always lose your foals to meanie things?
>The other mares of the herd herd that you’d given birth to a dumb babbhe and gathered around you.
>This made you terrified, what if they were here to take all your foals again?
>Maybe they’d lied for you all this time, only wanting to kill your babbhes again!?
>The feelings becoming too heavy and you broke down crying again, just like you did when the bad smarty killed your first foal.
> To your relief, when the mares notice you’re crying, they all walked up and gave you and your foals a hug.
>Then one of the mares spoke the kindest thing you’ve ever herd;
>”Sun nu haf enough miwk fo sick babbhe, bu Daisy haf. If Sun wan, daisy hewp suns babbhe.”
>Daisy is a yellow unicorn with a pink mane, she only had two foals and one of them was already eating gwassies.
>”Daisy do dis fo sun? hewp babbhe?” You insecurely asked her, not believing what she’d just told you.
>Daisy just nodded in reply, accepting this, you gave your sick babbeh to Daisy, hoping she’d be able to help it live.
>The herd stayed where you gave birth for a few bright times, they told you they did it so that you could rest and get going again.
>You just try your best to keep your foals well-fed, its hard work and you’re always hungry.
>But you just love your babbhes too much to even consider giving up on them, you do everything you can to make them happy, sing, play and tell them stories of brave fluffies.
>the next bright time, the herd moves on with you in tow, you walk for days on end, only taking breaks when the herd has to eat or drink.
>One day you all hid under a bush and Plum sent out her scout, Red to search for a new home.
>Finally allowed some rest, you lay down on the ground fed your foals; the other mares did the same.
>Sometime later red came back and told the herd about a fantastic cave, it was huge, the floor was warm, it had water and there was a lot of food around it.
>Plum was skeptical at first, but agreed to follow Red after he talked more about the cave and that he couldn’t hear or see any monsters around.
>You shortly arrived at the cage and walked inside it, Red got too excited and Plum whacked him on the nose for that.
>After looking through the cave, Plum decided that the herd was to live here; you didn’t feel that happy about it.
>You still fear the stallions in the herd; the only good stallion you’ve ever known was your father and he got the biggest owwies by another stallion.
>So when you feed your foals, you put them on the inside of you, with your back towards the herd to protect them, nobody is going to hurt your babbhes again.

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Fluffy research x/? The history of Sun.

>You are sun, a rather standard blue unicorn with a purple mane.
>You are currently feeding your previously 4, now 3 foals, you still cry when you remember the one you lost.
>Life hasn’t been good for you so far.

>You were born ages ago into a wild fluffy herd, your mother was a kind Earth pony mare and your father was the herd smarty friend. He was a unicorn just like you!
>You don’t remember much from your younger years, only the sadness you felt when your herd was attacked by a rival herd.
>They gave the big owwies to everyone in the herd; you survived because your mother hid you under a bush. 
>When the rivaling herd found her, they started giving her terrible owwies, she cried and begged them to stop.
>They finally stopped kicking her when she stopped begging. Before they gave her the biggest owwies, some of the stallions gave her very bad special hugs.
>You cried your eyes out at the sight, why were they hurting her?
>What had she done wrong?
>Sadly, one of the stallions herd you crying in the bush and dragged you out of it.
>You suddenly found yourself circled by the bad fluffies that had just given your mother bad special hugs, frightened, you hid under your hooves.
>They’d surely never find you there!
>Oh were you wrong, they found you instantly and one of the stallions started mounting you, but before he managed to give you special hugs he was stopped by another fluffy from the bad herd.
>”Staph! Nuu gif bad hugs to fiwwy! She nuu big enough yet!” The fluffy spoke up as it walked towards you.
>”take back to hewd. She goo’ fo’ oter tings.” He told the fluffies before they dragged you by the tail towards their own herd.
>You just kept on crying as your now dead herd became more distant, every single one of them just lying there, like they were resting
>You arrived at the bad fluffies gwassy place after a short walk, the rest of the herd came out of a large hollowed tree to greet their friends.
>Little did you know, living here would turn out to be like living in hell.
>You quickly grew to normal fluffy size after you arrived, this was the first problem you got into, once you were grown-up the smarty told the herd that you’d soon be made the herds “huggies mare”.
>You didn’t know what it meant at the time, but it from what you could tell it was a good thing. Hugs are good and the herd cheered at the idea.
>Two bright times later, you got your answer.
>Without warning one of the stallions in the herd mounted you one morning while you were resting, you quickly bucked him hard in his no-no’s. The stallion fell over and made sickie wa-wa’s.
>When the other stallions saw this, they pinned you down while they took turns special hugging you, it hurt so badly…
>What did you do to deserve this?
>You only kicked the stallion in his no-no’s, your mom did that to a bad fluffy once… Your dad or the herd didn’t get angry then.
>”Da enuf specia hugs” the smarty friend told the “hugging” stallions eventually. 
You still hate him more than you hate bad poopies!
>You also remember that the day after the bad special hugs, your tummy felt funny all of a sudden…
>You ate food and drank water all day, but the feeling just wouldn’t go away.
>Worried, you walked over and asked one of the mothers in the herd;
>”Tummy feew funny, notin wowk! Fwuffy scawed…” you told the mare in front of you.
>”Siwwy fwuffy, if tummy feew stwange, dat mean yu soon mummah” She replied with a concerned look on her face.
>Once the stallions knew you were pregnant, they stopped giving you special hugs shortly after, some of them actually gave you food to help the babies grow.
>After several bright times you were so big you couldn’t even move on your own anymore, a mare from the herd named Berry helped you.
>You liked Berry, she wasn’t like the rest of the herd and she helped you and actually talked with you freely.
>She was almost your friend, but you still couldn’t trust her completely, she still belonged to this bad herd.
>Finally the day arrived, you’d gotten too big to even move around so Berry had chosen to keep you at one place and help you with what you needed instead of trying to roll you around.
>It happened while Berry was feeding you some grass; all of a sudden your belly turned and started to feel very warm.
>You felt something odd happening by your rear end and instinctively spoke; “nee make big poopies”
You had no idea what was going on, but berry apparently did.
>She quickly dropped the grass and walked up behind you and ripped the fluffy around your no-no’s straight off.
>”Owwies! Why bewwy take fwuff? Sun nee fwuff to keep wawm!” You cried out at her, she didn’t reply.
>Shortly after, you felt a stinging pain in your no-no’s, you almost cried from the pain, but then you heard something strange but familiar somehow, a foal crying.
>And to your big surprise, berry walked up and gave you the foal and told you it was yours, the though took a while to set in.
>Your own foal, you were now a mummah! You now had a small foal to take care of and love all day long! You were now just like your mummah used to be, the joyful feeling was euphoric.
>Then berry came with another foal, this time berry told you that the foal had to be cleaned, you instinctively started licking them clean.
> Berry then comes back with two more foals! You now have four small babies to play with and hug!
>With some help from Berry, you get two of them placed on your swollen teats; the other two will just have to wait their turn.
>With the foals finally fed, you lie down properly to rest with the foals sleeping on in your fluff keeping warm, but as you’re about to sleep, you see the smarty friend moving towards you.
>”Dummy fwuffu finawwy haf babbhes? Finawwy!” He bullied you. But his words couldn’t hurt you! You were a mummah now!
>”Stump an log, howd dumb mummah! I teach Wesson!” He quickly told  two fluffies when he saw that his words had failed.
>You quickly got up and took a defensive stance to protect your babbhes, but it had no effect. The fluffies were earth stallions and you were still tired from giving birth.
>They quickly overpowered you and pinned you to the ground facing the smarty friend, he then proceeds to kick you in the nose
>”Owwies! Why kick sun!?”
>”Yuu bad fwffuy! Speciaw huggies fwend nuu supposed to haf babbhes! Yu bad fwuffy!” He yelled before he did something you’ll never forget.
>He walked up behind you and took all your babbhes and placed them in front of you, you yelled at him, begging him to let them go.
>”NU! Yu bad huggies mawe! Nu haf babbhes!” He screamed at you as he stepped on your first foal, the crunching sound that followed was devastating.
>He quickly took his foot off the foal and pushed it over to you, it was still alive, but owwie wa-was were coming out from your babbhe.
>You tried to hug it one last time, but the stallions stopped you.
>You broke down into a crying mess of tears, begging him not to hurt any more foals.
>”Pw-pwease nu huwt babbhes!*sob* Sun do anytin yu want!*sob* Nu gif babbhes owwies!” you cried out in sorrow, trying everything you knew to stop him, but it didn’t help…
>shortly after killing your first foal, he stepped on the second one; it too died scared and alone.
>when he killed the third one, you just went limp. Nothing you did or tried could’ve saved the foals, they were going to die at the hands of the evil smarty friend.
>As he killed the last foal and pushed it over to you, there was only one line left in your head:
>”Fwuffy wan die” you yelled out, your feelings and hopes crushed.
>”Wha dumb mummah say!?” The smarty friend yelled at you.
>”FWUFFY WAN DIE!” you screamed at the smarty friend with all your might.
>”Fwuffy wan die? Otay, fwuffy die, bu nu fwom hewd. Fwuffy die awone in fowest” The smarty told you as dragged you by the ear into the forest.
>When you stopped in the forest, the smarty friend made log and stump pin you down before he gave you very bad special huggies.
>”Otay, fwuffy go die in fowest! Smawty nu want yu anymowe!” He yelled to you before they walked back to the herd, leaving you out there all alone.
>”Sun hate poopie head smawty!” You screamed in agony.
>You hid under a bush for several bright times, crying your heart out, you failed your babies, you failed as a mummah and now you’re going to be a mummah again!
>You still remember what happened next. As you lay there, Plum’s herd walked into the clearing in front of the bush you were hiding in.
>You remember that you were skeptical to plum at first, but when you saw her teats and no-no place you saw that she was a mare just like you!
>Carefully leaving the bush, you walked out onto the clearing and looked at Plum’s herd
>they quickly noticed you sitting there, but to your surprise, they didn’t yell demands at you, they didn’t threaten you with owwies.
>”Hewwo fwuffy! Yu aww awone in fowest?” Berry asked you.
>”Fwuffy name Sun. Sun aww awone in fowest, sun awso gun be mummah soon…” You replied with a sad undertone, you just hoped they didn’t want to hurt you.
>”Sun wan join Pwums hewd? Nu mummah fwuffy saf awone. Nee hewd fo safety” Plum spoke as she walked over to you and offered you a hug.
>You’d never had a hug from another fluffy mare before; the only fluffies you’d ever hugged was your foals and your mummah.
>You carefully stretched out your hooves and accepted the hug, suddenly the whole herd walked over and embraced you in one big hug.
>”Fwuffy mummah be saf in Pwums hewd. Fwuffies nu bad hewe, onwy goo fwuffies” The whole herd spoke in unison.
>Several bright times past while you lived with plums herd, you played and had fun with the other fluffies. Plum also taught you what was safe to eat and drink out in the forest, you thanked her for this.
>Then the day came again, your tummy started feeling warm and shortly after, your first foal plopped out, you cleaned it as you did with the other foals you had and put it on a teat, then came the second and third foal. They too got cleaned and put down on the teats to milk.
>Then came the fourth foal, you immedeatelly knew something was wrong when the mares helping you suddenly said; “Bad babbhe, dis dumb babbhe”
>they gave it to you quickly and you too noticed something very odd, it didn’t smell right and you almost made sickie wa-was while cleaning it.
>Confused, you asked plum why the foal was like that.
>”Why mummah caw babbhe dumb an bad? Why babbhe smeww an taste ikky?”
>”Sun, dis nu bad babbhe, dis jus sick babbhe. Babbhe bu goo’. Sun nee foget dis babbhe, babbhe nu gu fo ota babbhes”
>You looked at her with sad eyes, why was your babbhe sick!? What did it do wrong?
Why do you always lose your foals to meanie things?
>The other mares of the herd herd that you’d given birth to a dumb babbhe and gathered around you. 
>This made you terrified, what if they were here to take all your foals again?
>Maybe they’d lied for you all this time, only wanting to kill your babbhes again!?
>The feelings becoming too heavy and you broke down crying again, just like you did when the bad smarty killed your first foal.
> To your relief, when the mares notice you’re crying, they all walked up and gave you and your foals a hug.
>Then one of the mares spoke the kindest thing you’ve ever herd;
>”Sun nu haf enough miwk fo sick babbhe, bu Daisy haf. If Sun wan, daisy hewp suns babbhe.”
>Daisy is a yellow unicorn with a pink mane, she only had two foals and one of them was already eating gwassies.
>”Daisy do dis fo sun? hewp babbhe?” You insecurely asked her, not believing what she’d just told you.
>Daisy just nodded in reply, accepting this, you gave your sick babbeh to Daisy, hoping she’d be able to help it live.
>The herd stayed where you gave birth for a few bright times, they told you they did it so that you could rest and get going again.
>You just try your best to keep your foals well-fed, its hard work and you’re always hungry.
>But you just love your babbhes too much to even consider giving up on them, you do everything you can to make them happy, sing, play and tell them stories of brave fluffies.
>the next bright time, the herd moves on with you in tow, you walk for days on end, only taking breaks when the herd has to eat or drink.
>One day you all hid under a bush and Plum sent out her scout, Red to search for a new home.
>Finally allowed some rest, you lay down on the ground fed your foals; the other mares did the same.
>Sometime later red came back and told the herd about a fantastic cave, it was huge, the floor was warm, it had water and there was a lot of food around it.
>Plum was skeptical at first, but agreed to follow Red after he talked more about the cave and that he couldn’t hear or see any monsters around.
>You shortly arrived at the cage and walked inside it, Red got too excited and Plum whacked him on the nose for that.
>After looking through the cave, Plum decided that the herd was to live here; you didn’t feel that happy about it.
>You still fear the stallions in the herd; the only good stallion you’ve ever known was your father and he got the biggest owwies by another stallion.
>So when you feed your foals, you put them on the inside of you, with your back towards the herd to protect them, nobody is going to hurt your babbhes again.

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