Fluttershy’s eyes opened to the light of the sun breaking through her windows and resting lightly on her oak-colored hard wood floor. The yellow mare opened her mouth in a small “o” shape and let out a cute little yawn. She felt around the warm embrace of her wool blankets, and to her anguish, she slowly rolled out of bed and landed on all fours.

As the weak flyer groggily walked away from her cozy bed, she slowly opened her eyes and paced to the teal-painted hallway. Through the hallway, the young mare stepped into the house’s main living space. This area, much like her bedroom, had hard wood floors; in contrast, however, the walls were covered mostly by wood paneling and cobblestone that surrounded the small fire place that radiated heat into the house

Fluttershy silently admired the room with great detail; she took pride in her housekeeping, especially since she almost always had some small critter frolocking about. The yellow Pegasus never truly had much privacy in her house; when she wasn’t attending to one of her pony friends, there was almost certainly an animal that was craving her attention.

All of a sudden, Fluttershy’s rabbit, Angel, appeared demanding breakfast, and with a small sigh, Fluttershy walked to her kitchen to prepare a salad for him. The day continued on, for several hours at that. By the time she was done tending to Angel and the rest of her little furry brigade of animals, the sundial read “3:00.” Being she’d already seen Celestia’s Sun rise in the morning, this could only mean it was already 3 in the afternoon.

Fluttershy, noticing the time at hoof, immediately grabbed a saddle bag filled with medicine and headed out the door. The small pony ran as fast as her delicate legs could carry her. She galloped for a long time before her weak wings brought her up into the air, and she closed her eyes. The whole time the small Pegasus yelled in her head, “I’ve gotta get to Applejack’s, I hope I’m not too late! Oh, I’m so stupid. This should’ve been the first thing I did today…” As Fluttershy’s eyes opened, she realized that she had already cleared the trees and was now on the countryside.

Fluttershy’s eyes, tearing up from worry, finally perked up as she saw the property sign she’d long been waiting for. Fluttershy didn't have time to follow the road trail, so she flew high above the apple orchard until she arrived at Applejack’s barn. Fluttershy’s wings slowly fluttered as descended to eye-level with her earth pony friend.

Fluttershy’s face turned from optimistic to depressed as she noticed Applejacks sad expression. Fluttershy tried saying something, but all that came out was a whimpered, “Is she…”
And with that, Applejack said, “No, I’m sorry sugarcube; you were a minute too late.”

Fluttershy cautiously walked past Applejack and peeked into the barn to see the sad sight of Big Macintosh; he was comforting his youngest sister in a gentle embrace while surrounding a furry young animal. Eyes watering, the pink-maned pony dropped the saddlebag filled with cardiac medicine alchemized for the Apple Family's dog.

Applejack put a comforting hoof on her devastated friend’s shoulder, “It’s not your fault. It was awful nice of you to get the medicine, but it was my fault for not picking it up from Twilight myself.” Fluttershy just stood there with a guilty and mournful expression.

Fluttershy looked at Applejack’s dog, Winona, who moments ago suffered a heart attack, and though Fluttershy didn’t have words to say at the moment, she felt as though her world had been turned upside down.

She slowly turned her attention to Applejack. It was obvious that she had been crying; there were faded tear trails on her face. Fluttershy couldn’t stand to see her friend like this, and the thought that her own forgetfulness was the cause of her friend’s pain made her feel even worse. “I don’t deserve to cry in her presence… It’s my fault, after all…” she thought. Without so much as a word, she turned to the direction of her cottage, and proceeded to walk away with her head bowed; a few sniffles escaped her along the way. As soon as she was out of Applejack’s sight, she broke into a full gallop towards her home with tears streaming down her face.

Fluttershy ran crying past her living room into her room, the thought of failing Winona made the yellow mare depressed. She sat, her hooves covering her red, watery soaked eyes just thinking of how she screwed up. Fluttershy let her kind nature take responsibility for something she shouldn't have been involved with in the first place.

“The previous day…”

It was around noon when Fluttershy had heard a faint knocking on her front door. She herself was in her backyard, tending to her garden. After hearing the knocking on the door, Fluttershy sprang up from her scenic flower garden to tend to her arriving patrons. Upon opening the door, Fluttershy was greeted by Applejack, who then informed her that Winona was having heart problems, and had asked what Fluttershy could do to help.

Fluttershy briskly trotted over to her bookshelf and pulled out a small book on medicines. She then began read out loud an article on heart medicine, describing how it needed to be crafted with a few ingredients tht only a faithful bookworm like Twilight Sparkle could provide. Applejack, thanking her friend, proceeded out the door only to be called back by Fluttershy, who then insisted to pick up the medicine herself, as she was going to town anyway...

Fluttershy weakly banged her hoof on her bed until her faithful Angel bunny hopped over to her leg and nuzzled it softly. Fluttershy lightly nudged him away, “Sorry Angel, the last thing I want to do is hurt another a-an-” was all she could say until she covered her once-again teary eyes. She slowly pulled herself together-- just enough to get out of bed-- walked lightly out of her bedroom and down the hallway to her living room.

Doing a quick double-take to see if anyone had entered the small moss-covered cottage, Fluttershy had discovered that she left her front door open. She peeked around the doorway to see that Celestia’s Sun was once again down, and Luna’s Moon was once again up. As she stood in the doorway, Fluttershy felt the breezy spring air calmly rush past her face and into the threshold of her house. She looked at the now almost-illegible sun dial to discover it was 8 in the evening.

Fluttershy nonchalantly acknowledged this update, and without checking any other part of the house, walked steadily back through the hall to a door with a special keypad-lock on it. Her mind raced as she entered the code “Fluttercrinkle” into the the keypad, and what appeared before Fluttershy’s eyes was a nursery. This, however, was not just any foals nursery; this one was built specifically for Fluttershy.

Fluttershy was never the bravest mare, or one to take pressure lightly. She needed release; someplace to let out her outside pressures out and feel carefree once again. The young-at-heart mare couldn't bear the burden of poor Winona’s death. So, like the cream colored pony had done so often before, she walked back to her animals from the nursery, asked them to mind themselves in her 'absence', and proceeded to step into the nursery while gently closing the door behind herself.

Fluttershy admired her sweet sanctuary; the room was filled with all of the essentials for an adult foal. There was a dark-oak wood changing table with pink cushions and a closet filled with all sorts of dresses and baby wear from onesies to frilly dresses. There were, of course, many baby toys in the toy chest, and many stuffed animals in the crib that matched the changing tables design, except that the crib’s padding/bedding had an innocent white cream texture.

The best thing about the crib was the towering side bars, which were 5 feet in height; excusing the possibility of climbing over. The crib also had a door with a preset timer, which allowed opening of the door either after the preset time had expired, or until someone on the outside manually entered the code.

The minor details of the room included the childish wallpaper, which covered the room in with what appeared to be baby blue skies, with grassy planes and farm animals. The wallpaper had also included bunnies, pigs, sheep, cattle, and all sorts of cartoonish cutie cloud designs. These designs covered every inch of the wall, except for the mirror that Fluttershy had placed across from her crib to admire herself in.

Finally, there was another piece of dark-oak furniture, which was a cabinet filled with baby food, bibs, binkies, bottles, extra baby powder, extra diapers, and a small selection of baby food jars which had big, bold letters on the sides that read “Do Not Eat” in distinct red ink.

Looking around the room immediately resurfaced the memories of Winona’s death, as she --in her mind-- regressed to a foal, but now, for just a few minutes, she had to pretend she was the big mare she was expected to be and proceeded to the changing table.

Fluttershy hopped onto the padded surface and sighed in relief as she pawed around the side of changing table to grab the object of her desire. She picked it up, caressing the soft absorbent material in her hooves until softly pressing it up against her front ‘region’.

She let out a slight sigh of pleasure as she slowly elevated the diaper, unfolding it into its now-amassed full shape. The yellow mare slowly moved the bottom of her yellow figure up as she slid the diaper underneath her backside, wrapping it around her figure from the front and back. She then unfastened the tapes from the back of the diaper and refastened them on the front, the undergarment now concealing most of her butterfly-covered flank.

Fluttershy’s face shot up with glee as she quickly sat up straight, admiring the soft subtle crinkles her diaper made as she moved about. She then smiled and let out a small giggle.

“Oh, silly me!” The baby-mare then reached to her side to grab a bottle of foal powder, and then she opened the front end of her diaper to pour in a plentiful amount of powder. Grabbing a pacifier that had been placed on the changing table during her last visit to the nursery, she placed the yellow pacifier with her signature butterflies in her mouth.

The diapered mare then slowly turned to climb off of the changing table and landed on all fours onto the ground. The pretend-filly then pulled the bottom of her diaper under her rear and snapped it back to distribute the powder evenly throughout the inside of her diaper. She squeed in joy, doing a little jump before laying back on the shag white carpet floor.
Fluttershy was in paradise once again, not even thinking about the tragedies of the day, until she heard a faint voice call her name. She remained silent for a second before hearing the voice once again, even louder this time.

“Fluttershy?!" The voice called once more...

Author's Note

Hey guys as of around October 27th, 2013 depending where you live, one of FIMFiction.com's user's: Don'tLookAtMyNameBro is helping me edit each of the chapters one at a time! So, once a chapter has been edited the story will read for example: "Drama and Diapering (Edited)" . I hope all you guys enjoy the story and I'm super excited for Don'tLookAtMyNameBro's to edit the rest of the story, Please give a follow to him guys! Thank you and I hope you enjoy the story from here on out! ~ Dj_England