Cheating the Cycle of Life- A Padded Pony Collab

Spicy Taco Tuesday?” Sour Sweet gulped.

Vice Principal Luna tried her best to keep a straight punishment face “Indeed. It is most unfortunate that the two of you had to pick today to cause trouble,” she then handed the two Crystal Prep students two pairs of gloves, two brushes, and two buckets of soapy water “Make sure you scrub those training potties thoroughly after you’ve emptied them out. They’re going to be needed quite often today.”

“Do we really have to do this? This feels like cruel and unusual punishment,” Sunny Flare complained, rubbing her sore bottom “Can’t we just get detention instead?”

“After what you two have done, the very minimum you could’ve been punished would’ve been with a suspension for up to a month,” Luna told the two “Be thankful your punishment only lasts for the rest of today. Now, hop to it.”

Sour Sweet and Sunny Flare reluctantly did as they were told, making sure to slip their gloves on so that they were nice and tight.

While Sour and Sunny worked themselves to the bone cleaning out the used training potties (and while Trixie reluctantly occupied herself with washing the cloth diapers), Sunset Shimmer and Pinkie Pie were happily playing with the other teen babies in the Vice Principal’s daycare.

But there was one person who personally wished he was anywhere but said daycare. And that was none other than Blueblood. Alas, he had lost a bet to Appiano, and thus he had been forced to become the teen baby’s playmate in exchange for Appiano’s silence on the humiliating loss in chess (Blueblood was the school’s chess champion, among his many other feats that he boasted. Losing to an “ameatur” like Appiano was one of the worst things that could’ve ever happened to him).

“I still do not understand this, Appiano,” Blueblood grumbled, as he made attempts (in vain) to conceal the diaper beneath his dress pants “What is that you and so many other students see in this ‘daycare’? Why do you enjoy dressing up like and acting like babies, especially when you act as if you were less than a year old? Surely, there are an infinite number of clubs and social events that would be a better alternative for after school fun.”

“De, you are far too uptight for your own good, Blue-Blue.” Appiano teased, he was currently dressed in nothing but a fiery red t-shirt with cartoon animals printed on it, and a thick white diaper. An olive colored pacifier hung from a string on his neck.

“What have I told you about calling me that?! Especially in public!” Blueblood hissed.

“Would you rather I tell the entire school of how the reigning chess champion was soundly defeated by the likes of me?” Appiano suggested “At least this way, you can still maintain your reputation, though your ego will certainly not recover.”

“All I want is some answers,” Blueblood demanded “What is it that motivates people to become these so called ‘Teen Babies’? What sort of appeal is there to this, especially when it involves diapers and frequent usage of them?”

“De, I could tell you, but I believe you would be better off asking some of the other students,” Appiano smirked “Why not start with Sunset Shimmer or Pinkie Pie? Now, if you’ll excuse me, I think I shall go see how Flameboy Shy is doing.” And with that, Appiano waddled away.

“Who should I ask first?” Blueblood thought to himself, as he looked around the vice principal’s daycare “Perhaps, Sunset Shimmer would be the wiser choice of the two. Pinkie Pie would probably just say ‘Because it’s fun.’ and leave it at that.”