Mandatory Motherhood: Short Stories

Lucky Day

What makes a lucky day in a world where most of humanity has vanished and the few who remain or returned so early have been turned into fantasy creatures with magical powers? Some may say any day you get to sleep with a full belly. Or maybe when you find a cache of supplies you can keep yourself fed. Both of these are still easy to do at this time, so what makes a day in the new era a lucky day?

It could be that you found your favorite food, or maybe it’s finding some item you have always wanted to own but could not because of limited production or because it was so expensive you could work fifty years and still not afford it. No, not for Chris at least.

Today Chris viewed as a lucky day because Mia and Colgate had volunteers to keep Starla busy for the day letting Chris have time to do something she hadn’t done in some time! Play a video game. Or at least not since Russel had challenged her to Super Smash Bros.

Chris looked across her consoles and collection of games and rubbed her chin. What would she play, she hadn’t played anything in a long while and she had so many options. She likely spent an hour or more trying to decide before she spotted a game she enjoyed for hours when she was younger, Harvest Moon: Back to Nature. She quickly got her old PS1 set up, the memory card slotted in, and booted the game up.

Chris was quickly taken back to a simpler time in her life and the joy of gifting the villagers, raising the livestock and crops while keeping the in-game wife and child happy that she lost track of time she didn’t notice when the door to the RV opened up nor did she hear the scampering of little hooves on the floor. She only realized someone had entered the RV when Starla tackled her right in the face squealing with joy.

Chris paused the game as she grabbed Starla with her hooves and gave the little filly kisses on the cheek and raspberries on her belly. causing the little filly to squeal and laugh in delight. “I see someone missed me today. Did you behave yourself?”

A groan came from the doorway and Chris saw a worn-out Colgate and Mia leaning on each other. Colgate waved a hoof dismissively. “Oh, she was an absolute angel… up until she slipped into the underground tunnels. For hide and seek.”

Chris blew another raspberry on Starla’s belly making her squeal. “Oh you gave someone else a run for their money I see.” Chris’s stomach grumbled deeply and she blushed. “It appears I haven’t eaten all day. Anyone up for dinner?”

Mia sighed and drooped to the floor. “Sure, but only if you are cooking,” I can barely move my moe right now.”

Chris smirked and shifted Starla onto her back who hugged her neck tightly. “Ok, tonight will be mixed canned veggies and garlic bread.”

Mia looked confused. “Where did you get bread?!”

Chris chuckled. “Automatic bread maker, mix, and eggs.”