#implied abduction

Mommy's face when I told her had been the second best thing in the world. The first was obviously, the tiny blue heart in my tummy. I grinned up at her and put my hands on my cheeks and danced around a little, I was so happy!

“It’ll be so awesome mommy! I, the Magnificent Dooby, will be the bestest mother in the world!” Mommy chuckled at your statement and suddenly a thought occurred to me.

“After you of course mama!” I added, and ran over to hug mommy’s big hand that was sitting on the table.

“This is great news!.” Mommy said, picking me up and snuggling me against her cheek. “I’m sure Aunty Sarah will be thrilled!” She exclaimed, looking at me with stars in her eyes. The day couldn't get any better, I couldn't wait to tell Stretch too!

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I knew I wasn't supposed to sneak out, but mommy was so strict about that rule, and I still had friends outside from before mommy took me. Stretch was one of them, he made me feel good during what mommy called my heats, and I loved him most beside mommy.

Bounding to the little cardboard box I once called home I shouted for the bestest friend in the world.

“Stretch! Stretch!” I shouted, and burst into the box with glee. One thing I didn't miss about the box was the smell, Stretch didn't have a toilet and I remember pooping and peeing in the corner before mommy gave me a toilet! Mommy is just the best.

Stretch was lying on the old rag we used to share, he was still dirty but that was ok cause I’d sneak him in the house to have a bath with mommy soon. She was sure to love him! I loved him so of course she would too!

“Blue? Whats it? Aren’t you supposed to be with your mom?” Stretch asked, as I sat on top of him.

“Yeah, but I have news!” I shouted, earning a groan from the mean edgy who was in the tin can next to the box. What a poopyhead!

“Oh?” Stretch asked, putting one of his hands on my hips and tickling, I giggled and pushed his hands away.

“Yeah! Look!” I exclaimed, and unzipped the nice taco pajama’s mommy got me so I could show Stretch the good news. I watched his face light up at seeing the blue heart there, then he started crying! Oh no!

“Stretch!? Stretch?! I’m so sorry! I thought you’d be happy!” I felt heartbroken, Stretch was supposed to be happy at this news. I felt tears in my eyes! Stupid Stretch!

“Blue no! I’m happy! I don’t know why I just felt like crying! But it’s like… A happy cry!” He explained, and I guess it made sense. I let him wipe away my tears, while I wiped away his, and he put his forehead to mine so I could look in his eyelights.

“I’m gonna be a dad!” He laughed happily, staring at the blue heart in my tummy.

“You’ll be the bestest dad ever!” I added.

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Mommy wasn't happy when I came home that night. I couldn't get my pajamas on after Stretch started snuggling me in the way he does in my heats. Mommy looked mad at seeing I had left them behind.

“Where are your pajamas! I told you to stop sneaking out!?!” She yelled, and I felt embarrassed.

“I had to tell Stretch though!” I said, looking down at the floor, I felt more tears again.

“Stretch? Wait, I thought you were seeing Aunty Sarah’s little Sansy next door?” Mommy said, and she almost seemed like she was going to fall over when I talked about Stretch as if I was doing something really bad by not being with Aunty Sarah’s Sansy.

I thought about the Sansy next door and pulled a face, sticking out my tongue at the thought. “No way!” I replied, and cradled my naked tummy. “Stretch told me to stay away from Sansy! Sansy always judges me cause I lived outside!” I added as I thought about the stuck up Sansy from next door. He always made stupid jokes, Stretch could do the same jokes but better!

Mommy looked a little pale at the thought of my friend Stretch for some reason though, and scooped me up and yelled in my face. I covered my ears because it was loud.

“I thought I told you that you need to be nice to Sansy! He’s my best friends bitty and I wont have you being a brat about him! He’s sweet and funny and probably too good for a tramp like you!” I looked at mommy’s face as it turned red. What did she mean tramp? I only loved Stretch!

I felt so many tears coming at that, and I wanted to get away from mommy but she held me tightly. “No! I only need Stretch! He’s the daddy and we’ll be a family!” Why couldn't mommy understand that? Stretch was the daddy and Aunty Sarah’s stupid Sansy was a big ol poopyhead!

Mommy only got madder at that, and I found myself suddenly locked in my cage, with mommy looking at me with her purple face.

“You will stay in there until you give birth! I will not have you seeing this “Stretch” again!” Then mommy left me alone as I cried into my hands.

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“Mommy please! I promise I won’t sneak out again.” Mommy hadn’t let me out, just like she said she wouldn't, and it was getting so boring in the cage. I couldn't even let Stretch in anymore, so he had taken to staring at me from the window. Mommy never noticed, cause as soon as she’d enter the room, he’d run away. She gave me things to do, but it just wasn’t the same as playing with Stretch.

I held a picture in my hand, and offered it to mommy, it was my best one, and I wanted her to see it so she knew how I felt. It was of Stretch, me and the baby in the house, with mommy smiling as she hugged all of us.We were a family in the picture. Like we should be.

Mommy looked at me strangely, I didn't understand some of the looks she had, human fleshy faces were so weird. She took the picture from me, but didn’t let me out. I struggled a little to get to my feet, my belly was so big now. Mommy kept commenting on how I was getting so big and would “pop” soon. She had weird words, so I ignored it.

“What’s this?” She asked as she stared at the picture, I was worried maybe she couldn't see it since it was so small so I explained.

“Its us! Mommy, Stretch, baby, and me! We’re a family!” I explained. I was so proud of that picture, surely mommy would understand what I wanted. “Stretch is baby’s dad so he should live with us!” I added, really it only made sense, we’d raise the baby together! We’d all color together, go out on trips together, get into tickle fights with mommy, we’d eat together, bathe together, and at the end of the night after all the fun we’d sleep in the same bed! It was perfect! Mommy would love Stretch as soon as she met him, just like I did.

Mommy looked at the paper, before turning away from me. She loved it! I could tell by how much she was shaking! She was so happy she was shaking!

“I knew you’d love it mommy! I’ll even go get him if you let me out of the cage! He’s been living in a box! The same box I did before!” I almost fell over, but caught myself, then held up my arms to be picked up, we had so much work to do for the baby! We had to get Stretch, then we could get new toys and everything!

Mommy stopped shaking for a moment, but still didn't turn back towards me. Only after I waited for a long time did she turn back with a weird looking smile. It was actually a little scary.

“Alright.” She said, and I was the happiest bitty in the world.

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I couldn't walk as far anymore, so I had mommy carry me to where Stretch was. She looked really interested in everything around. So much so that she was on the phone the whole time telling someone about where we lived, they seemed really interested in us too as they kept asking how many bitties were living with us, and the conditions. I didn't know who this “humane society” was so I ignored it and kept introducing mommy to all my old neighbors.

Eventually we got to the box where Stretch and I used to live, and I asked to be put down so I could find him.

“Stretch! Stretch! Come look! Mommy came to get you!” I shouted, as mommy set me down. I felt so bloated and I couldn't run anymore, but I went inside slowly. Once inside, Stretch looked incredibly startled at the fact I was there, and ran to hug me.

“You brought your mommy?” He ended up asking, with that voice he got when he was being a silly worrywart.

“Yeah! She’s here to take us home!” I told him, it was such good news, but he didn't look happy.

“She said she’s take me in?” He questioned, and you giggled.

“Of course she did! She loves me and I love you! So of course she’d let you live with us.”

Stretch didn’t look convinced, and I was too happy that I didn't hear whatever mommy said to the “humane society” person. Stretch tensed up though at whatever was said, and I was worried.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

“Lets leave.” He started to pull me away, but I dug my heels into the floor.

“Why? Mommy’s gonna take us home!” Why was stretch acting so weird?

“Blue, we gotta go! Your mommy wasn't serious, she’s not takin me home.” I was confused at this, there was no way mommy would lie to me like that. She was MOMMY, everything she did she did with love.

“Of course she is.” I giggled at how silly Stretch was, then added the thing that EVERY bitty wanted to hear.

“She’s gonna be your mommy too!” I added, and Stretch seemed to completely change at this.

I don’t know the exact reason, but I was worried about Mommy too before, but as soon as I heard the words “She’s gonna be your mommy” it was like nothing else mattered. That sentence made the world so much brighter and lovely and I would do ANYTHING to keep make it last forever. Nothing else mattered.

I could see the heart lights suddenly appear in Stretch’s eyes at my words and I knew he felt the same now too.

I led him outside, where we held hands and looked up at mommy, she stared at Stretch for a long time before smiling. 

“Hi there. Do you want to come home with us?” She asked, and with her smile Stretch became timid, and shy. It was funny cause that’s what he used to be like with me before he said he loved me. I knew he was hooked.

“Hi… Uh… Do you mind if I say goodbye to some people first?” Stretch asked, and although the heart lights were still there, he looked sad as he looked around the neighborhood.

“Yeah! Lets do it together!” I shouted, what a great idea, and pulled at Stretch’s hand again. Mommy chuckled though and picked me up. 

“No, let’s give Stretch some privacy, I’m sure he needs time to think.”

Stretch looked at the ground, shyly looking up at mommy every once in a while then quickly looking back onto the ground. I was sure he would come with mommy, but I also guess he wanted to stay for a little bit longer as well.

“Ok! I’ll wait with mommy while you say goodbye Stretch!” I relaxed into mommy’s hands looking down at my bestest friend. He would come back, he just needed time.

Mommy let out a sigh at this, and nodded! She was so understanding. “Don’t take too long.” She added, giving Stretch a really scary smile. You don’t make friends like that mommy! Stretch looked smitten with Mommy, but he ended up disappearing into the grass, no doubt to see Tori. I giggled, and watched as a big truck with a bunch of men pulled up nearby.

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I waited for a long time, and I could feel the tears coming on as it started to get dark. My old neighborhood had gotten quiet. Mommy took me away for a little bit to get food as soon as the men with the truck pulled up. We came back afterwards, and I saved Stretch a bunch of french fries as a congratulations on getting a new mommy. But, when we got back EVERYONE was gone, the edgy next door, Toriel down the lane, Papyrus up in the tree, but most of all Stretch wasn't there either. It was so wrong, he had been so smitten with mommy, but now he wasn't there!

“T-t-t-t-t *hic*hey left *hic* without telling me *hic*” I sobbed into mommy’s neck, Stretch hadn’t come back, we’d gone to get lunch and they all disappeared. Mommy rubbed my back comforting me.

“I knew this would happen.” She said, as she rubbed my skull the way I liked. “Stretch was so mean. He must have hated you so much to leave you like this.” Mommy said, and my eyes widened at that.

“NO! Stretch loved me! We were gonna be a family! Take baths together, play together, eat together, and at the end of the day mommy would tuck us all in. Baby me and Stretch!” This wasn't right! Stretch wouldn't have done this, he was so happy to be adopted, he was just shy.

“NO!” Mommy shouted, and I flinched. “Stretch was a no good bum who left the mother of his child all alone! You need to accept that!” Mommy stared at me with a very intense look in her eyes, and hugged me close to her neck, where I could feel her words shake me.

“I told you he would do this.” She added, and suddenly everything made sense. Mommy was always right, and while it hurt, mommy would never lie to me. Sniffling into her neck I wailed, sad that Stretch wasn't coming, but knowing that just me and mommy would be all the family baby needed.

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Things went back to normal after that, I scribbled out stupid stinky Stretch’s face from the pictures I drew, and started cuddling with mommy more. She started to sing to me, and I didn't try and sneak out once. Stretch was gone like a poopyhead and I only needed mommy and baby.

Then it happened, I felt the baby coming. Mommy was at work, but I knew what to do, so I moved to the towel she told me to use when I felt the baby coming and squatted. It hurt so much and I wished mommy was there.

“MOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMYYYY!” Maybe if I shouted loud enough she’d hear me, I wanted to go to the phone, but it was up where I couldn't get it anymore. So instead I just shouted for her.

‘MOOOO-------AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!” I stopped shouting, as the pain was just too much, I felt tears coming from my eyes as something so big pushed itself on my special place.

“MOOOOOMMMY!” I cried, as I squatted on the towel, it hurt so bad and I wanted her back rubs.

I kept pushing though, and eventually I heard the most magical sound in the world. Looking down I saw the face of my little blue baby. I cried more, holding him close. The world was complete, I didn't need Stretch, baby was enough. We’d play, laugh, and love, with mommy forever and ever. I’d love and cherish him as long as I lived. I fell asleep with him in my arms, smiling and dreaming of everything we would do together.

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When I woke up mommy was home, she was humming a song and counting a stack of green papers she called money. I was eager to show her the baby, but when I felt for him he was gone.

I shot up, my special place still hurt and it was sticky on the blanket, but that wasn't important. Where was my baby!

“BABY?!” I cried, catching mommy’s attention, and she looked at me funny. “BABY!?” I shouted again, looking under the towel this time to see if he was there. I felt my world falling apart as I searched for him. I couldn't lose him too! What if Stretch came back for me? What would he say if baby wasnt there? Wait, what if he DID come back and just took baby? What if the baby was dead? What if he was hurt and I had been asleep and he...

I wailed as loudly as I could, and slumped down. 

“BAAAAAABY!” I cried, as I hopped off the bed and ran around the house looking for him. I ran for so long that my legs gave out. Baby was nowhere to be found. He was gone.

“He’s gone forever...” I heard mommy say, and I couldn't hear anything after that. Someone was screaming... Oh, it was me.

I couldn't hear what mommy was saying to me, she looked happy for something, how could she be happy, baby was gone! She said forever! Mommy never lies but that couldn't be true!

What about our future? What about the meals? What about the baths? What about getting tucked in by mommy? Why did this have to happen?

Big fat tears rolled down my face, and everything was just WRONG, why wasn't mommy hugging me? Why did Stretch leave? Where was my baby? Why was mommy smiling?

The poor little wretch, the angel without its wings, I kept it safe in my house. Safe in its new home. I left a music box playing for it. Quiet pauses punctuated by raspy sobs, rattling through the walls. I considered wringing its neck. Putting it out of its misery. Instead, I took pity on it. It wanted to leave, I could tell, but there was no where in the world for a useless angel. I was gentle and I was kind. I let it stay with me.

It began with an itch, then a smell, then a burn. Stitches seeped rot, weeping pungent tears into the feathers, into my shirt. My head swam with fever, limbs trembling at every exertion. I lost control of those wings, control but not feeling. They clung to my back, pulling at the decaying skin, hanging limp and heavy. Useless again. The love dripped away with the sweat. No matter what I did, they avoided me. I made the world better but they were selfish.

I did what I could to save those wings. I pulled them, stitch by stitch from my back once more. Layers of skin and fat and rot slopped down my spine. Raw muscles quivered as the air teased anew. Knife slippery with oil, hunks of ruined meat fell from those wings. I gave them back to the wretched little angel. Though I was kind and I was gentle, there was not much left to return. Fever burnt my insides. I knelt beside the sorry creature. I thought I might die. My heart quivered, bile burning the back of my tongue. The angel moaned, skin soaked in blood. I felt sorry for my hopeless angel. I thought it would die.

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Echo jolted, consciousness reaching her body before her mind. Her arms were heavy, shaking. Her whole body was shaking. Though it didn’t want to listen, she forced herself to sit up on the bed. Her wings trembled, unable to fold against her skin. Lightning flashed a blinding white into the room. Her scars stung faintly. She wondered if it was the low rumble of thunder overhead that woke her up, any memories of dreams already gone. Her heart raced and she was seized by an overwhelming urge to cry. These nights made no sense.

For a moment, she sat on her bed listening to the rain pelt the window as she tried to calm her shuddering lungs. When she could convince herself that she had enough control over her limbs that she wouldn’t fall the instant she stood, Echo hopped up, ambling the short distance to her brother. He was sleeping soundly. Reluctance niggled at her, she didn’t really want to wake him. A loud crack of thunder was all she needed. One hand clutching her shirt, she tugged his sleeve with the other. His eyes snapped open in an instant, fur bristling. She tugs his sleeve again. Ears lowered and eyes misting, she was a pathetic sight. She just wanted a hug.

Without an immediate threat in sight, Storm relaxed again.

“What’s wrong?” He licked his lips, mouth dry from sleep. “Did the storm wake you?”

Echo didn’t know. She nodded anyway.

Storm made a sympathetic noise, broken with a yawn. His ears tilted with concern as he thumbed the tear trail of her cheeks. Had she been crying?

“Alright. Do you want to sleep with me?”

He didn’t bother waiting for an answer, pulling the thin sheet up for her to crawl into bed with him. Echo tucked herself into his chest, her scarred back pressing into his scarred front. He wasn’t very warm and her wings were squished between them, but she didn’t mind. It felt safe. He pet her head while she settled, whispering quiet comforting words until the shakes went away. Finally ready to sleep again, he looped his arm over her, pulling her close. As her breathing evened into a gentle rhythm, he kissed the top of her head goodnight and closed his eyes. He would keep her safe.

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