The Mill Part 5

>you are Isaac, a blue fluffy pony with a yellow mane

>you live in the male earth fluffy pen which got two new additions yesterday

>they’re getting along well and even got their own names from Hailey

>Tango who is light orange in mane and dark orange in fluff, and Barry who is light blue with a purple and dark blue mane

>they’re currently playing tag with some of the other fluffys, happy so far with their new lives

>you wish you were happy, recently you’ve been thinking a lot more about daddy, and how you really miss him

>”what wong Isaac?” says a familiar sweet voice

>Hope is looking at you with concern in her face “why Isaac sad? No wike new fwiends?”

>”no, Isaac jus miss daddy”

>Hope looks sad now as well “hope sowwy Isaac, would give huggies but….no can cuz of meanie fence”

>”its okay” you say smiling at her

>she smiles back and you check on your pen

>no fight so no problems, you just hope it stays that way. Or else Rick might hurt some more fluffies

>you hear the door open and see Joey walk into the room “feeding time!” he calls

>joyous cries ring out from the pens

>good thing he came when he did before fluffies  started saying they were hungry otherwise Rick might have done that one thing

>you think its called “discipwine”

>the word makes you shudder and sends chills throughout you

>Joey never disciplines though, he’s so nice and kind and even when fluffies are bad he’s only mean until they do what they’re supposed to

>Joey is just like daddy

>Daddy………

 

>You are Hope, a white fluffy with a dark pink mane with a green stripe

>you just got done eating the nummies the nice mr joey put out for you all

>now all your fellow mares are happy and are either getting in the after nummies nap fluff pile, or have gone back to playing

>though not all the fluffys are happy

>a couple days ago, mr rick brought two new unicorn mares and neither are doing good

>one is crying loudly for her babies and the other is very sick

>you’ve tried talking to the fluffy about her babies but its no use

>the first day all she did was cry “whewe babbies?! WHEWE MUMMAS BABIES?!?!” while sobbing uncontrollably

>this went on the whole night until the mares got tired of hugging her and decided to just kick her until she just kept quite, whimpering and softly sobbing throughout the night, but you stayed snuggled by her side

>the next day she went back to crying and the man you see very rarely, Mr mark, yelled at her to stop crying

>when she didn’t, the worst thing happened and mr Rick showed up

>”YOU! MEANIE MUNSTA!” shouted the mare who then lept to her feet which surprised you

>”GIF BACK MUMMAS BABIES!” she cried charging mr rick with her horn

>you and the other fluffy whimpered and hugged each other in fright when he reached down and picked her up

>she resumed trying to kick him, buck all four legs wildly at his face demanding her babies back

>”your babies are probably in a dog stomach by now, or smeared on my floor” Rick said

>both you and the mare gasped at the thought of hurt babies

>she seemed in total shock at the thought of doggie munstas and her babies hurt

>she just hung in the air as Mr Rick held her by her mane

>”well that shut you up, but sounds like you still need the sorry room”

>the mare pile hugged tighter at the sound of that name

>unfortunately for your pen the sorry room door is right next to your pen

>though it’s a small door that’s goes into the floor, you’ve never seen that before

>fluffies who go in usually go many sleepy times, and when they come out they aren’t the same

>sometimes when Mr Rick comes from the sorry room, you can hear terrible screams

>the missing baby mare is back now but she just lays in the corner sad, not eating

>when someone asks her why she’s said she just gets sadder and sobs into her legs

>instead today you decide to see what the sick fluffy is doing

>you walk up to the fluffy “what wong fwiend?”

>”mmm fwuffy nu feew good”

>”you name not fwuffy, name is gwape! Got name now wemembew?”

>”mmmm”

>”what wong wi-“ Grape interrupts you with some sicky juice from her mouth

>by instinict you reply “nu smeww pwetty!” along with the rest of your pen

>you distance yourself from the stench hiding your nose in your leg fluff

>your mare friends continue to repeat their complaints until Hans comes along

>”whats wrong in-OH! JEEZ! Hailey your mare just puked and it reeks!”

>he goes in and picks up your new friend while Hailey comes from what the humans call the “office”

>”ohhhh you poor thing!” she says stroking the fluffys mane

>”Is she still in decline?” says another voice who turns out to be Mr Mark

>”no sir, it seems the vaccine didn’t work. If its not stomach flu it could be some infection or seomthing else” she replies with sadness in her eyes

>”mhmm, Hans would she be a great loss?”

>”no sir, if we ever need anything purple Grimace should work”

>”very well, give her to Rick. If he doesn’t want her then tell him to exterminate her, I cant have more fluffies getting sick” he says returning to the “office”

>Hans takes the moaning fluffy away from hailey and leaves while she cleans up the sicky juice

>It makes you sad to lose your new friend, but theres nothing you can do

>you hope she’ll get better soon…

 

>you are Isaac and just watched Hope’s new friend get taken away

>you know you’ll never see her again

>you somewhat envy her…

>she will probably die, or in your fluffy terms get the “big sleepies”

>a sleep you never wake up from, a scary thought

>or at least one time it was, until daddy got it

>now you almost want the Big sleep because maybe that way, you and daddy can share the same dream….