Cheating the Cycle of Life- A Padded Pony Collab

It has been ten years. Ten years since that dreaded law was passed. The “Anti-Foallife Law.” It prevented the selling of diapers, and foal supplies to anyone living in Equestria over the age of four. This upset all the Adult Chicks, Adult Foals, and the like. This also brought an outrage over those with weak bladder and bowel control, or those who were fully incontinent. Several organizations had sprung up to secretly smuggle in diapers through Equestria. The most prominent was Forever Foals.  Rarely did their members flee when they got discovered, preferring to fight it out. Currently, a deal was going down.

Rainbow Dash, Spitfire, and Gilda, the three old friends from Junior Speedsters Flight Camp, were currently inside a warehouse. It was around midnight in upper Manehatten. One of Gilda’s contacts, an Adult Bull by the name of, or rather codename of, Iron Bull, was making the delivery.

Rainbow removed her bottle from her mouth, belching. “So, when’s Iron Balls getting here?” She asked, impatient. The trio of diaper smugglers had been waiting for well over three and a half hours.

Gilda flipped her the bird in annoyance, her pacifier dangling from her neck. “Its Iron Bull Dash, though,” she grinned, “He does have iron balls as well.” She stretched, her wings cracking. “He should be here...now/” the sound of wheels scraping against pavement were heard. The trio whipped their heads around, as a truck backed up into the warehouse. “Thanks Bull!” She grinned. An armband was wrapped around her right leg, which was a dark blue with a pacifier in the center, surrounded by stars,  as the emblem of Forever Foals. A thumbs up came from the driver.

“Alright!” Spitfire grinned, trotting over to the van’s trailer door. Her sodden diaper squished as she moved. “Ok then, girls,” She slid the door up slowly, as several lightweight crates were displayed. “Let’s get these in the van, and g-” She was cut off as the sound of multiple armored hooves echoed across the ground. “We gotta go!” She quickly grabbed a number of crates.

“What? Fleeing is only a last resort!” Gilda said, picking up a crate. While her lion and eagle instincts were telling her to fight, the Forever Foals goal to was to fight for another day, a foal day. She helped Rainbow store some of the crates in their van. A loud BANG sound was heard, as the warehouse door was forced open. Full bodied police mares and stallions galloped in. “Alright, fleeing is good!” She hopped in the back, manning the rubber bullet turret. Iron Bull sped away. Rainbow hit the brakes, as the van gunned out of the warehouse.

A few officers gave chase. Lieutenant Thunderlane sighed, rubbing his chin. “Rainbow, you and your Forever Foals may flee for now, but the law shall prevail.” He signaled his men.

Sirens blared in the night, as officers gave chase to the fleeing van.