Twilight’s mind went from blank to conflicted with thoughts. “What was with that nursery, everything was so… big! Was she trying to baby me? Was she babying someone else? Oh my goodness, it was so eerie...” Twilight said aloud, trying to comprehend her situation. Then, all of a sudden, reality hit Twilight; she was in the forest in the dark, and it was getting colder outside by the minute. It’d be best if I get this all settled with Fluttershy before the night ends…

Fluttershy walked into her room feeling depressed; she just opened her heart for Twilight and got a called a freak. Fluttershy felt despair - she knew it wouldn’t be long until other ponies would figure out. Fluttershy did the only thing she could think of that would make her comfortable.

Fluttershy did as she so often did and hopped on the changing table garrisoned by her crib and lied on her back. She picked up one of diapers from the side compartment of the table and held it in front of her face. The yellow mare just sat there; the diaper really didn’t give her any excitement or pleasure. It felt almost like a crutch - an obstacle she had to get by.
Still, the mare felt a strange attachment to it. She started to open it and did so until the whole thing was completely unfolded. Fluttershy just pressed the diaper against her face as she felt the tears being absorbed into the baby undergarment.

The yellow mare lifted the diaper from her face and started to position herself to put it on. When she had finally accomplished her task she bounced off of the changing table and struck a small pose in front of the nearby mirror.

Fluttershy still couldn’t help but feel uncomfortable, she walked over to the closet where all of her articles of baby clothing were. She tried them all on, but found something in particular she really liked. She had just put on a white bib that fit rather largely on her that had the word, ‘Foal’ printed in rainbow letters on the front. She also chose to grab a rainbow-colored pacifier to suck on to complete the set.

Fluttershy, despite her adorable appearance, didn’t feel safe. None of the baby accessories made her feel any more secure. Fluttershy knew that the one person she had trusted didn’t even want her. She felt unloved and worthless. Fluttershy pitifully looked at herself in the mirror for a moment after the thought before she started to get weary again. Fluttershy looked at herself teary eyed, but soon her sadness became bitter rage.

Memories from her past quickly started to resurface themselves in the front her mind. Throwing caution to the wind, Fluttershy suddenly started yelling to herself in the mirror. “Why do you look so bucking sad, Fluttercrash? Aww, are you sad cause’ your mom doesn’t love you?! You had two chances with one and you blew it! You’re worthless, look at you! you’re a pegasus that can barely even fly! You’re just a little foal; you don’t need these wings!”

Fluttershy extended her right wing out and bit down as hard as she could, drawing blood from the appendage. She then ripped a chunk of feathers out of it, spitting them on the ground. Her anger then turned into agonizing pain. She tried closing her wing only to find a stream of her blood dripping down her side, staining her once yellow coat a deep maroon.

Fluttershy started crying again; not in pain, but fear. Looking at herself in the mirror, she realised she had roughly took at least 20% of her wingspan out. She thought to herself that she wouldn’t be able to fly for at least a month while her feathers grow back, granted she doesn’t bleed out by then.

As the diapered mare started to lose consciousness, she faintly heard the door to the nursery open. Turning her head to the right, she noticed a familiar purple pony that had her eyes wide open at the sight. The slight loss of blood making her delirious, Fluttershy weakly managed to whisper, “I love... I-I will always l-love you...m-m-mom...” She uttered the words before losing her voice.

To Twilight it all made sense. The only time Fluttershy felt loved was when she was a foal; right before her mom abandoned her. No wonder Fluttershy wanted to show the room to me... she wanted me to me to take care of her! She does look awful cute; I suppose I could humor her... Twilight thought. “I love you, my little filly.” Twilight said before kissing her yellow filly on the forehead as she was passing out.

Fluttershy woke up late in the morning; she would have slept in longer but the sound of birds chirping had awoken her. Fluttershy was dumbfounded; she had no recollection of what happened last night.

The pink maned mare arose to a very unpleasant feeling, she just sat on her own ‘mess,’ maybe she took a laxative and forgot? Fluttershy had never messed herself in her sleep before, even with a diaper on.

A closer examination on her bib revealed she had eaten some of the “special baby food” recently. Sure enough, she looked to find the glass food jar in the receptacle by the trash bin.

Fluttershy really had no idea what happened. She looked around for a moment, examining the room for evidence of what happened last night.

The weak mare - now a little bit scared - tried standing up only to fall down on her front hooves and chin.

What’s happened to me? It’s like my legs weigh a ton… Fluttershy thought to herself. She struggled another minute or two before she gave up and set back onto her rump.

Fluttershy then turned around weakly, getting a slight glimpse of her body; she noticed it looked like her wings were bandaged on one side. She then recalled something about ripping out her wings, but couldn’t quite recall what happened.

The yellow filly tried flying, but again, her wings got the best of her. After hobbling her way to the crib gate, she looked at the timer; she still had three hours left until the crib unlocked.

“Humph!” Fluttershy said, as she was unamused of the state she was in. Without much of a choice, the mare did all she could think to do and got back under her white fleece comforter.

Fluttershy liked the age-play, but not like this. Fluttershy tried to convince herself that she was comfortable, but she wasn’t. This wasn’t why she role-played, and this wasn’t how she age-played.

The tired filly couldn’t describe her emotions, but she was seemingly calm though. Fluttershy instinctively hugged a stuffed animal that was tucked away in the corner of the crib for a few seconds before she just accepted the animals embrace. She soon noticed upon closer inspection that the stuffed animal was really Twilight’s ‘Smarty Pants’ doll. I don’t remember putting that there… Acknowledging this made her suspicious.

Still, at Fluttershy’s weakened state she couldn’t effectively use her common sense. Fluttershy slowly closed her eyes hoping this all was a bad dream…

Author's Note

It wasn't as long as the others, but I think the reveal to the next one will be interesting to say the least. Also sorry for the wait, I kinda just started school today!

(Authors Note): Edited 11/18/2013 by: "Don'tLookAtMyNameBro"