>you are fluffy pony martini, you are pale green unicorn with darker green mane
>you do a good job giving special hugs to pretty mares
>BIG MAN and Frank-who-you-never-see think you are a good pony and that makes you happy
>you sometimes get playmates but they usually go away. BIG MAN does hurty on them when they make him mad
>you have good nummies and a warm bed but sometimes you get sad because you want sleep huggies
>you sometimes get sad because you hear baby foals but BIG MAN won’t let you see them
>you aren’t good at knowing how long things take but you can see White Sky Ball at night
>you know you get to make special hugs with violet, sweetie, and brownie when White Sky Ball goes away and comes back twice
>sometimes BIG MAN brings a new pretty mare you can giving special hugs to. you love to meet new fluffies
>one day you see BIG MAN take sweetie from her cage. her belly is big. she is gonna have babies!
>”sweetie you make babehs now?”
>she looks up at you weakly and smiles.
>”sweetie gonn make mawtini babehs!”
>”Quiet, Sweetie.”
>BIG MAN takes a thing from his pocket. it is the buzzy tool.
>you don’t like the sound it makes and it makes your fluffy go away
>BIG MAN says he has to use buzzy tool because it makes mares better mommies
>he says it helps you to use your happy thing better, too
>you shudder a little. the White Sky Ball will be back soon. that means he will use buzzy tool on you
>buzzy tool doesn’t hurt but it still scares you and BIG MAN has to hold you with his big paws so you don’t move
>you hear a noise come from brownie’s cage across the room.
>”make… make poopies? no - make babehs! brownie babehs come!”
>”Oh shit… Frank? Frank, where’d you go?”
>BIG MAN hurries over to brownie’s cage and opens it
>”daddy hewp make bwownie babeh come?”
>”I’m helping Sweetie.”
>BIG MAN looks around and sees you.
>”Martini help make babies.”
>he scoops up brownie and the newborn and puts them in your bed.
>”Martini - you help brownie make babies. give her each one so she cleans it. then let it have milk.”
>he studies your face for a few seconds.
>”mawtini hewp wit babehs! mawtini be gentle with babehs!”
>BIG MAN grunts and goes back to sweetie. her second foal comes out.
>you carefully yake brownie’s foal in your mouth and put it next to her head. she instinctively cleans it
>three more foals come out. you carefully place them near brownie’s head and she silently licks them clean.
>you move the first foal to her teat and it sucks hungrily at the milk
>brownie’s body shudders slightly and one more foal comes out. it is smaller than the others.
>you put the other three foals at brownie’s teats. they will have to share unless BIG MAN feeds them
>you take the last foal and move it near brownie’s head. she frowns at it.
>”bwownie no wike babeh.”
>”whut wong wit babeh?”
>”bwownie no wike. babeh small and stupid.”
>”bwownie don’t make babeh sad. babeh needs mommy!”
>”no! bwownie NO WANT!”
>brownie picks up the shivering foal with her mouth and manages to toss it across the cage. >it bounces off your water dish and starts to cry
>the foal is too young to speak yet. it makes sad little chirps calling for its mommy
>”bigman bwownie no wan babeh!”
>”Quiet, Martini! I’m almost done here.”
>you carefully pick up the damp foal and bring it back to brownie
>”bwownie pwease wuv babeh she need mommy!”
>”no! bwownie no wan!”
>brownie turns her back to you and continues nursing her other four foals, plucking them off her teats so they can take turns
>you plop the foal down on a soft piece of carpet.
>”wil babeh mawtini sowwy mommy no wan.”
>you lick the baby clean. it doesn’t taste very good.
>”bigman pwease take cawe of babeh.”
>BIG MAN finally comes over to your cage. sweetie is back in her cage with her babies
>”What, Martini?”
>”bwownie bad mommy she no wan wil babeh. babeh sad for mommy.”
>”Let me see.”
>BIG MAN picks up the baby and examines it.
>”It’s too small, Martini. Brownie knows it won’t survive.”
>”no babeh be okay! mawtini cwean! mawtini make wawm!”
>”No, Martini. It’s a runt. It has to go.”
>”NO PWEASE MAWTINI TAKE CAWE OF BABEH! DON’T HUWT BABEH PWEASE!”
>you’re crying now. brownie is not even paying attention. BIG MAN looks mad.
>”Martini, I said the baby HAS TO GO. Understand?”
>BIG MAN used his Loud Voice. You know ponies that get the Loud Voice get hurties.
>your lip quivering, you don’t say anything else. you lay on your carpet and plop your head down on your little feet
>BIG MAN pauses and says words you never heard before
>”I’m sorry, Martini.”
>he closes your cage and takes the baby to the table
>the table is bad. it’s where fluff gets taken away. it’s where fluffy ponies get hurt
>BIG MAN raises a hammer up over the mewling foal
>you close your eyes
>you hear the hammer strike
>you cry silently to yourself
>you are a good fluffy pony. but sometimes you feel so bad.