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7/10/2025, 10:33:13 PM
>mare in 99 has a colt
>'just don't think about it'
>medical takes the colt and she doesn't see it, doesn't have a chance to get attached, as is tradition
>continues working her food prep job
>'just don't think about it'
>a few years pass by and she's bringing food chips down to medical for dinner
>door is open for a few seconds and she can see into the stallions' dorms
>all the way in the back is a little buck the same shade of pale sea foam green as her laying in a small cot
>'just don't think about it'
>goes back to work
>a few more years go by and she's down in the maintenance level bringing lunch to some mares working on the generators
>that buck stumbles into the area, sneaking away from the bitchy nurse in medical during the day
>they stare at eachother for a few seconds before he runs away again, afraid of being caught
>the eyes were purple, like U-17's
>'just don't think about it'
>another few months pass by and again she runs into the buck being tailed by one pissed security mare with those batons they loved so much
>'just don't think about it'
>'just don't think about it'
>'just don't think about it'
>she's all out of 'just don't think about it'
>that's her baby
>mare grabs a pan off the stovetop and swings it into the security mare's face, foolishly splattering hot oil around the room in equal measure with blood
>she's going to be killed for this, she knows it
>the security mare reels back, ignoring the buck in favor of turning back to the crazed foodprep mare
>she had no idea why she did that, but now she was parrying baton strikes with kitchen utensils
>assault and battery charges, a year off the breeding rotation, and getting her shit thoroughly kicked by security
>she couldn't stop thinking about it anymore
>'just don't think about it'
>medical takes the colt and she doesn't see it, doesn't have a chance to get attached, as is tradition
>continues working her food prep job
>'just don't think about it'
>a few years pass by and she's bringing food chips down to medical for dinner
>door is open for a few seconds and she can see into the stallions' dorms
>all the way in the back is a little buck the same shade of pale sea foam green as her laying in a small cot
>'just don't think about it'
>goes back to work
>a few more years go by and she's down in the maintenance level bringing lunch to some mares working on the generators
>that buck stumbles into the area, sneaking away from the bitchy nurse in medical during the day
>they stare at eachother for a few seconds before he runs away again, afraid of being caught
>the eyes were purple, like U-17's
>'just don't think about it'
>another few months pass by and again she runs into the buck being tailed by one pissed security mare with those batons they loved so much
>'just don't think about it'
>'just don't think about it'
>'just don't think about it'
>she's all out of 'just don't think about it'
>that's her baby
>mare grabs a pan off the stovetop and swings it into the security mare's face, foolishly splattering hot oil around the room in equal measure with blood
>she's going to be killed for this, she knows it
>the security mare reels back, ignoring the buck in favor of turning back to the crazed foodprep mare
>she had no idea why she did that, but now she was parrying baton strikes with kitchen utensils
>assault and battery charges, a year off the breeding rotation, and getting her shit thoroughly kicked by security
>she couldn't stop thinking about it anymore
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