𝐎𝐝𝐝 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐎𝐮𝐭
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Taglist: @da3dm, @gt-mcyt, @coolest-moon
Chapters: Ch1 | Ch2 | Ch3
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"Momma..?"
The sound of his voice was so small, quiet, barely above a whisper. Puffy's heart continued to shatter. Watching Dream struggle with his height, he used to be so free, running around without a care in the world, but now. Puffy looked up at him; a young boy who was terrified of even taking a step.
She took a shaky breath, the sun was blinding; she could only imagine how Dream felt having to stay outside all day in the hot sun, even right now, his massive frame shielded her from the rays and engulfed her in shadow. Then she replied, with the softest and most caring tone she could muster.
"Yes duckling?" She smiled, ofcourse she should, she couldn't allow him to see her trembling lips or how her eyes darted left and right. She stared straight up at him, reminding herself, this is her son, she had nurtured and cared for him from the day he was left in her house. She could see Dream shuffle as if he was nervous or ashamed; he avoided her gaze and bit his lip. Puffy could tell something was bothering him.
"What's wrong?" She asked, her tone soft, and loving, "C'mon duckling, I'm sure whatever it is you need to tell me, it'll be fine." She reassured and Dream let out a sigh, his hand was over his stomach and it dawned on Puffy she might not want to hear what he has to say after all.
"I-I'm hungry, again..."
Dammit-
It had been weeks since Dream had gotten that random major growth spurt and alot had change, to Puffy's dismay. Besides the fact the villagers were even more terrified, the blonds eyes were brighter than Puffy remembered, his teeth were slightly sharper than she liked. But the one that had the most impact(in her opinion), was the hunger her boy had.
Puffy could tell the food she had been spending hours on making just weren't- enough for him anymore she had to quadruple her portion servings and even if Dream said he wasn't hungry anymore, she knew his stomach wasn't satisfied. She didn't even know if she was feeding him the proper diet!
Puffy couldn't complain, she knew that, Dream was only asking for food; a natural thing every living thing needed, but it was taking a toll on the sheep hybrid, physically, mentally, and financially. Her thoughts were abruptly cut off when Dream's stomach growled and he looked away bashfully.
Puffy hated it.
She shook her head and smiled up at him, "What would you like to have duckling? I can try making some soup if you'd like?" Dream smiled softly giving Puffy an earnest nod.
His smile, another thing Puffy lost, Dream had always been a happy-dandy child, a kid that faced the world with curiosity and a bright smile; just like how any other kid should be. But ever since that day in Sapnap and Bad's house, it was like he lost his spark- the flame was there, Puffy believed it was; it just wasn't burning as bright right now, soon it would spark again, yeah...
The sheep hybrid dissappeared into their home, immediately heading to the kitchen to work. She sighed as she saw the disarray in her kitchen; she had been too exhausted to clean it and figured that she'll need to use it sooner or later, so to her there wasn't any point to cleaning. She began preparing any necessary items for the meal she would prepare, humming to distract herself.
Dream sat outside, patiently waiting beside the window to the kitchen, he could someone hear his mother's soft humming and if soothed him in a way that made him shut his eyes and let out a tiny, almost unnoticeable smile. Soon enough the delicious aroma wafted through the air, and Dream felt giddy with excitement. So much so he didn't notice Schlatt walking up onto the doorstep until he knocked and jolted Dream to look at him.
The ram hybrid seemed to acknowledge his presence and tried giving him a smile. Dream could hear his mother's footsteps and soon enough the door swung open with Puffy wearing an apron. She seemed shocked, not expecting for her brother to drop by so suddenly. Schlatt coughed and began explaining the situation.
"Soo- Puffy, I need Dream's help over by the farm." The sheep hybrid immediately frowned but let him continue. "The animals escaped, some of them are just over by the pasture, but a few have started to wander into the village and forest." Schlatt smiled, not registering that Puffy might've been cooking for Dream. "Well actually I'm currently making lunch- maybe afte-" She was abruptly cut if when Schlatt grinned and clapped; not to loudly but enough to shut the sheep hybrid's mouth.
"Perfect, you're still making it, right? Dream can just eat after." Schlatt continued to stare at Puffy; after all, Puffy hadn't exactly told him of how hungry her baby boy was getting, she didn't need anymore issues. But she was determined of finding a way to let Dream eat soon. "Well- does it have to be now? I think Dream really needs to eat soon, maybe afte-"
"It'll be fine, c'mon Dream!"
Dream shot a small frown at her but all Puffy could do was smile and nod; and prayed the job would be done quick. The blond quickly scrambled to stand up, and followed his uncle. It was terrifying to see, ofcourse, most wonder what he'd be like as an adult. But Puffy had a different thought in mind, she worried for her son; but still continued cooking for it to be prepared when he got home.
He was scared.
He didn't know what happened.
He didn't mean to-
He didn't mean to hurt it!
To...to-
...eat it.
Guilt coursed through his veins, he was walking back home; as slow as possible, he didn't wanna face his momma yet. Not like this, with the lingering taste of calf in his mouth, and bits of blood staining his teeth red.
He was in shock, he never intended to hurt it, much less eat it. But- he was so, so hungry. He hugged himself as his feet went on auto pilot, dragging him back to his house. He whimpered as the moment replayed in his head.
He was just helping them...luring the animals back to their pens, lifting them up from time to time...
He blinked.
He spotted a calf, wander into the forest and chased after it.
His stomach churned as the vivid memory' flashed before his eyes.
Soft meat, and hard hooves, accompanied with so, so, so much blood..
His breathing became rapid as he saw his house coming into view. Dread coursed through his veins as he even remembered the casual conversation he and uncle Schlatt.
He emerged from the forest, no calf in sight, a look of confusion on his uncle's face.
Five...
"Hey bud, where's the calf?"
Four...
"I—I lost it, they ran away-..." He gulped.
Three...
"Oh okay, it's just one calf, right?"
Two...
He gasped...He didn't notice...Uncle Schlatt didn't notice; the faint blood on his lip and his red stained fingers that he had tried to wipe off, but the tint still stayed.
One...
"Okay, Dream, go on and head home, thanks for the assist buddy."
Moments later he reached his house with his momma already outside waiting to greet him.
"Hey duckling! How was herding the animals, it wasn't to hard, was it?" She smiled softly at him, he wished she didn't, he couldn't accept such a kind gesture, not after...after what he did. He sighed and mustered enough courage to reply.
"It was- okay." As the words left his lips a bitter taste was left in his mouth. He was silent, watching and waiting for his momma to catch him lying, mentally preparing himself for a scolding or worst, but it never came...
Instead Puffy nodded, a cheery smile on ehr face at all times. "That's good duckling, I'll go get the food, yeah? You must be tired." He watched, as she rushed into the house and later came out with a big pot; well- big to her, to him it was more of a bowl.
"Eat up duckling, I already took my share!" Not a hint of dishonesty was in her words as she set down the pot on a wooden table placed outside. A huge wooden ladle, was the substitute for his spoon as he sat criss-crossed on the soft grass. Taking the ladle into his hand.
"Thank you momma.." He meekly replied as he reveled in the taste of the soup she prepared, he loved her home cook meals; considering she learned just for him...He remembered the time's she mentioned that she only used to cook simple meals and dishes, as it was the quickest way to cook. And then mentioned that she went around the town to ask for help on how to cook from the other ewe hybrids for help.
It warmed his heart knowing his mother loved him so dearly.
That's why she can never find out.
The sun rose high over the sky, a fresh new day presented itself, mistakes of yesterday, left in the past; well...most.
Dream had a restless night, his mind haunting him of the events of the day before. Puffy still wasn't awake which left him, empty and overwhelmed. He began to sob and shake, yearning for a touch of affection, he wanted his momma, or- or Sapnap, but he knew very well he couldn't just barge in and seek comfort, could he?
He shook away the idea, he didn't wanna be anymore of a burden.
At this moment he just wanted to know what he was, he didn't want to keep finding out new things about himself. He missed waking up under a stable roof, he missed sleeping on an actual bed...
He missed being in his momma's arms.
His hands reached to hug himself, as he cradled himself; a sob leaving his lips, it was a pitiful. He hated the rush of emotions he felt at the moment, he desperately wanted to believe this was all just a nightmare, that he was still the same height as his momma and he'd wake up, and see her warm face smiling down at him as he laid on his bed.
But no-
The universe was playing some cruel joke on him and he seethed with anger.
Not just at the universe- but apart of him was mad- at—at his momma.
He shook his head, he couldn't hate his momma, it was wrong, oh so, wrong. She had done so much for him, she took him in and cared for him, so what, she lied about one tiny thing, he was okay!
He wanted to be okay...
His stomach growled and he groaned in annoyance, but as if she knew, Puffy came out of the house and greeted him.
"Goodmorning duckling!~" She smiled, "How was your sleep?" Her smile made Dream guilty as he grimaced. "It was good." He lied through his teeth, the sheep hybrid seemed to sigh, "Well I prepared breakfast, c'mon and eat!" He took a deep breath and mustered up the happiest attitude he could and skipped towards the food, which his momma already graciously prepared.
Last thing he wanted to do was give her another problem.
Puffy watched as his son eagerly ate his food, a warm smile on her face, her moments of calm and contentment dwindled after his many incidents, in her mind the less he knew the better, oh how wrong she would be.
Dream spent every waking moment, working, panicking, it was driving him insane...
Maybe enough to drive him away...













