I'll be a thousand miles to the sun
before you even know what I've done
The stallion who looks like he needs a good brushing starts to flail. And I mean flail. Suddenly there's a like... a dog? or whatever next to him, snarling and barking.
Wtd dude, I was just trying to help.
"HAY ASSHOLE." I reply loudly, giving 0 fucks about his attempts at intimidation (I've never been hurt before, so I don't really have a firm grasp of the concept yet). "What do I do?!" I mime, repeating back his words but doing so in a goofy voice that suggested some sort of mental impairment. "IF SOMETHING IS EXPANDING YOU GOTTA RELIEVE THE PRESSURE." I continue, my voice becoming my own again. "Everybody knows that." I conclude, looking at the hellhound and sticking out my tongue.
I am about to charge at Kiara (because fuck it, horn-face obviously has no idea what the fuck is going on), when she starts pooping out a kid. It's basically covered in like ... snot, and I immediately feel the need to gag.
A kid!?!? Is that how kids are born'd? They're POOPED OUT? I think about Ma, and about me'n and Auri. She came out first, then me. I remember Ma cleaning us after and -- AWWWWW. SHE WAS LICKING POOP GOO OFF OF US.
This is getting weird. No wonder horn face didn't know what to do. Ain't no one knows how to handle poop-kids.
I back away, horrified as the kid fully plops to the ground, just like that. NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE.
I skirt away back into the bushes, eager to get the hell out of there. I decide immediately to never think about reproduction ever again. I will never have kids. Never, ever, ever, EVER.
Fuck that.
Life is so weird.
Shida OUT.
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