Play with my mind, sink in your claws,
Oh, honey, this is not how it was.
You had gazed into the summer night,
Watched the fireflies take flight —
Darling, this is not how it was.
When caught in your haze,
In your blue, ocean gaze,
I had tripped and landed at your feet,
You had smiled, oh so bright,
The sight forever in my mind on repeat.
Then where did it go wrong?
Lost in your delirious golden high,
Lost in your gushing laughter
— Now, it sinks into a sigh.
My love you proclaim,
But the fire in us has tamed,
Honey, you are not the same,
Darling, we are not the same.
So play with my mind, sink in your claws,
Push on me the blame,
Of all your manipulating flaws.
Dear, you were a beam of starlight,
Stardust in your ocean eyes,
Dear, will I ever burn as bright
As when I was trapped in your lies?
But stars fade too,
We were too broken to be true,
Honey, the stardust was ashes,
Honey, the crumbling sky was you.
!!!WARNING!!! Read the tags before continuing, if you don’t like any of the tags then you probably wont like it when it happens in the story! FURTHERMORE if you’ve ever experienced the loss of a child and reading something similar would upset you DON’T READ THIS STORY!
This is the story of “To Love and Cherish for as Long as I Live” told from the owners perspective.
All the tags from the previous story apply here as well, PLUS a whole other slew of them. I mean she’s got some serious baby rabies!
“Your friends Sansy was so CUTE, and your Blueberry was just as cute! You couldn't wait until they had babies together!”
When your friend first introduced you to her bitty you'd been shocked at just how cute he was. His chubby little stomach, his cute little teeth, his half lidded eyes. You’d been so jealous of your best friend for getting a Sansy so BEAUTIFUL! He had the cutest little face, and the most charming attitude ever. Of course you had to get a bitty just as cute.
Fortunately, you did come across a bitty just as cute as your friends Sansy, Gordo. A little blueberry that had “DIMPLES!” You had no idea HOW that was possible, but you guessed that it could happen, with how flexible their skulls seemed to be.
You’d approached the little ball of sunshine as he stared, eyes shining, at a butterfly. His little dimples making themselves known as his eyelights formed stars. He had been drawing on the concrete with a worn down piece of chalk too small for a child's hand, it looked like a picture of a house, with a nondescript woman hugging him close. Your heart melted as you stared at the picture.
Approaching you knelt down to stare at the little Blueberry, before reaching your hand out and patting his little head. He shouted in surprise and dropped the chalk as he fell on his little bottom and stared at you with a little fear.
“Wh-h-who are you!” He asked, and you got a much better look at him. What you saw only made you love him even more.
He didn't have any clothes. Most wild bitties didn't, but he’d somehow managed to come across a blue ribbon that he’d wrapped around his neck. It was crooked and filthy but also very well taken care of, as if it was a cherished gift. It was like he was a little present waiting for you to come along.
You smiled lovingly at the little bitty, and pointed to the chalk drawing on the sidewalk. “Is that your mommy?” You asked, prodding, making sure that he wasn't a lost or abused bitty.
The little blueberry looked at where you were pointing with a little wariness before answering. “I don’t have a mommy.” He answered, as he gripped the ribbon around his neck. “Stretch says we don’t need a mom, we have each other!” He exclaimed, and you assumed that this Stretch was his brother. Wild bitties tended to come in pairs, you were sure that he was talking about his counterpart, a lil bro bitty. They were often called Stretch, they were also incredibly wary of anyone interacting with their brother and didn’t trust easily. If you adopted this blueberry you’d find a way to get a hold of the lil bro too, no reason to separate siblings.
You chuckled, and shook your head. “But then who will give you food?” You asked, watching as the blueberry suddenly started salivating before continuing. “Or give you kisses? Or play games with you?” You prodded, watching as the little blueberry stared at you with longing. He stared at you, shifting on both feet, getting antsy, and you could tell that he desperately wanted all the things you were saying. You only continued, further fanning the flames of this little Blueberries desires.
“And what about clothes? Who’s going to give you nice fluffy clothes after a nice warm bath? Or cookies?! Who will bake you cookies?! Or sing to you?” You watched as the little blueberry started to tear up a little, he held on to his ribbon like his life depended on it, you supposed he only needed one more push to be convinced.
“And at the end of the day who’s going to tuck you in?” You finished, watching as the blueberry burst into tears. You took that chance to scoop him up, bringing him to your neck.
“I want a moooooommmmmmy!’ He cried breaking your heart with how desperate he sounded, this had been your goal but you still felt a little bad.
“There there. I suppose if you want, I’ll be your mommy?” You stated, listening as his sobs lessened before holding him in front of your face.
“R-rrrrr-really?” He asked, staring at you with wonder.
You nodded. “Of course! I’ll cherish you for as long as I live!”
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It didn't take long for the blueberry to settle in. You named him Dooby, which he loved, but of course he seemed to love everything you did.
You quickly introduced him to your friend and her Sansy, and when you saw the two of them playing so sweetly together you just knew that they would make the best pair! Their babies would be so cute!
You mentioned this to your best friend, who also, was incredibly excited about the idea. The two of you started scheming, and quickly had a plan of action.
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The hardest part had been syncing their heats up. It had required a lot of medicine mixed into their food to make it happen. You made sure they met with each other often enough, and left them alone just as much as well. The always played nicely together and everything was going just as planned. The only problem arose when Dooby disappeared during his heat. You didn't worry though, the only bitty he knew aside from Gordo had been his brother, and you were working really hard on finding him. Unfortunately Dooby was surprisingly tight lipped about where he lived, and you found it hard to get the information out of him.
Then the best thing happened. Just after Dooby had finished his latest heat, you saw the first signs. Dooby didn't notice at first, but you did. You shared the news with your best friend much to her delight. That was also when you finally learned that Stretch wasn't Dooby’s brother, he’d been a good friend of Dooby’s. You’d been a little disappointed at that news, as you’d been looking forward to seeing how cute Dooby’s brother would be. No matter, you’d still find him, and make sure he had a good home. After all he’d taken such good care of Dooby until you arrived.
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Dooby’s tendency to sneak out however, made you a little upset, he didn't know he was pregnant yet (somehow) and you had to be a little stricter about it too. You didn't want the little baby to get hurt, after all it was sure to be the cutest thing in the world if its parents were anything to go by.
Unfortunately, when you saw Dooby coming home without his pajama’s saying how we loved Stretch and Stretch was the baby’s daddy, something seemed to snap. You’d worked so hard to make sure that Gordo and Dooby would have a baby and he went and WHORED AROUND?!
You were so angry that you ended up pulling out a hamster cage and confining Dooby to it. You ended up calling to rant to your best friend. She was understandably upset too, and in the end the two of you agreed that you’d sell the baby and get rid of this Stretch so the next one wasn't a failure.
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You still tried to get the information of where Stretch was from Dooby, but it turned out that the reason he was so tight lipped was because he was terrible about giving directions. All he ever did was point in the direction he was in. Which was absolutely no help. You were getting so frustrated, and it wasn't until he gave you the family portrait that you finally got what you wanted.
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You were on the phone the whole time Dooby gave you directions. You had the humane society on the other line. They were incredibly interested to hear about the colony of bitties that you had uncovered, and you were sure not to spare any details about them. Dooby didn't seem to notice that you were planning on having all his old neighbors captured, and it was a good thing he didn't as he would have hated you if he knew.
Even as you set him down to go get his “Stretch” you made danm sure to ask them to get “every” last bitty in the colony. As they were “such a nuisance.”
You hung up the phone just as Dooby came out of an old box holding hands with the FILTHIEST bitty on the planet. You were sure your smile looked funny as you stared at the heart eyelights the little HOMEWRECKER eyed you with. You had an idea what Dooby had told the thing and were devising a way to “lose” him on the way back home when you were pleasantly surprised when he asked to say goodbye to his friends. You hurriedly agreed and made sure Dooby stayed behind with you. It was just as well too, as the bitty truck had just pulled up. You supposed it was time to go for lunch.
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Coming back to an area free of bitties was incredibly satisfying. You felt pleased with yourself as you stared at the cleaned up area. No bitties to distract your little cutie-pie, and best of all NO Stretch to knock him up. All you had to do was lay it on real thick that Stretch had abandoned Dooby for him to completely turn on him. Really it was such a relief, you couldn't wait until he gave birth so you could get rid of the little nuisance and put this whole mess behind you.
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Dooby started to near his due date, and wouldn't stop his chatter about watching the baby grow up. You rolled your eyes and kept your mouth shut about how that would never happen. You just relished in your victory as you watched him scratch Stretch’s face from all of his drawings.
You made sure to line up a buyer for the baby, and made sure he was on speed dial to take the little thing away as soon as he was out. You wouldn't tolerate a hideous baby in your house. Not now, not ever.
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Just as Dooby was about to give birth you made a stop by the shelter. You had one more loose end to clean up so that there would be smooth sailing ahead.
You made sure to look through all the bitties in your search for him, and found yourself grinning when you found him.
There he was, decidedly less filthy but still a hideous sight to behold. Stretch looked happy to see you, and even as he caught your eye you could see those stupid heart lights. He looked looked at you like you were the answer to his prayers.
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The shelter let you walk away with him for free, as you’d explained that he was your current bittys lover from before you rescued him. They were a sucker for the story and were eager to help you “reunite them.” If only they knew.
You walked away only having to pay a fee for his new clothes. Of course you had no intention of taking him home, and instead walked into a dark alley, grimacing at the feel of the lil bro clinging to your thumb. He decided to speak at that moment, looking up at you shyly, those stupid eyelights boring into your skull.
“So I’ll get to be a family with Blue?” He’d asked, and you’d sighed at him.
“If you think that you’re even stupider than I thought.” You replied, as you started to strip him of the nice clothes you paid for, he wasn't going to need them and they would sell nicely on ebay.
“But blue said--” He started, but you didn't let him finish, as you dropped him to the ground and swiftly stomped on his skull. It immediately turned to dust, no mess as he floated away into the wind. You smiled at yourself, pleased that he would never be bothering you again.
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Of course your good mood was short lived until you got home. Where you saw Dooby, naked as the day he was born, snuggling with a tiny blue baby.
You grimaced at the sight, and quickly separated the two, you didn't want this thing anywhere near your cute little Dooby. Putting it on a handkerchief you speed dialed the buyer, and within minutes you had handed over a crying little infant, and received 200 dollars in return. Really it was only fair, after all the hardship you’d gone through to fix this little problem.
The only thing left was to make sure that Gordo filled the void left by both Stretch and the baby in Dooby’s heart.
Calling your best friend, you made sure to tell her to clear Gordo’s schedule for the next few days. Dooby was going to need him. Although, you had to end the call short when you heard Dooby screaming for his baby.
Ugh, when would this end. You supposed it was only right to rip off the bandage now. So with a giddy look you turned to Dooby and made damn sure that he was in a wrecked enough emotional state for Gordo to rescue him from.
“Your baby’s gone. He’s never coming back!” You laughed, then grimaced as soon as the screaming started. The things you would do for a cute baby.
