Cheating the Cycle of Life- A Padded Pony Collab

Pipsqueak knew his poem would attract Sweetie Belle’s attention, he just never imagined she’d react the way she did.

After a moment of hesitation and blushing, Sweetie Belle raced forward and gave Pipsqueak a kiss, ignoring the make-up she had applied to his face just a short time ago. “That’s the sweetest thing anypony’s ever done for me, aside from agreeing to accompany me to Velvet’s place, and join in on the fun.” she said sweetly.

“I meant every word of that poem. You truly are a pony I would move mountains or tear them down, just to be with you.” Pipsqueak replied, at this point he really didn’t care that he was wearing a rather sissy dress. He was just thrilled to have gotten a kiss from Sweetie Belle.

He made a mental note to thank his parents for signing him up for poetry classes at school, they had most certainly proven useful. And in a way that anypony could’ve anticipated.

“Come on, Pipsqueak. You don’t want to miss out on playtime, do you?” Sweetie Belle called, as she ran off to find Silver Spoon.

“I’m coming, I’m coming. Just give me a moment.” Pipsqueak replied. It took a little bit of effort to get used to the weight of his poofy dress combined with the weight of his diaper. But he quickly managed with little trouble.

From a distance, Featherweight observed the scene of Pipsqueak and Sweetie Belle playing happily together. He had overheard Pipsqueak’s little poem while he was getting changed, and he couldn’t help but feel jealous.

Pipsqueak had been able to express his feelings for Sweetie Belle with a poem, and Sweetie Belle had returned the affection whole heartedly.

If only the same could be said of him and Silver Spoon.

And that’s when it hit him. “Of course,” he thought to himself “It worked for Pipsqueak, why shouldn’t it work with me? I’ll write a poem about my feelings for Silver Spoon, and read it to her next time I get a chance. That should show her how much I love her, she can’t possibly not still love me after such a performance.”

With that goal in mind, he decided that it would be best to ask Pipsqueak for advice on how to write a poem. Seeing as Featherweight doubted anypony else could be trusted to secrecy.