Cheating the Cycle of Life- A Padded Pony Collab

The signs were incontrovertible. Surely cookies couldn't have flown out of the sack, then crumbled on the floor by themselves, and the little stains of green pain shaped like hooves were a good giveaway of the culprit.

The only problem was that, since the hoofprints of paint faded away once they reached the larder room, it wasn't possible to find the thief.

"Rumble isn't in his crib, so he must be here or not too far anyways..." Thunderlane muttered to himself, as he carefully examined each and every jar and shelf, so to see if he could find anything unusual sticking out. "But where is he?"

Thunderlane stood up on his rear hooves briefly for check the top shelf. There were several pots that were clearly too small for Rumble to fit in comfortably, cutlery, utensils and general still-packed kitchenware, but still no sign whatsoever of Rumble's presence.

A whimper came from a shelf, as loud, gurgling sound followed.

"That isn't a noise that the tubes usually do..." Thunderlane said, after he dropped down on the floor and perked up his ears, rotating them for find the noise's source. There was a weak sound of something shifting, along with the almost unnerving sensation that something had moved, in the second shelf from the floor.

Thunderlane lowered his head there, and saw several tall and large tin cans, some sacks of flour and other kinds of food, and several piles of white bowls. Thunderlane carefully shifted the cans around, revealing the brick wall behind but nothing else. He kept moving objects around, still finding no traces of his mischievous little brother.

A strong, manure-like stench hit thunderlane's nostrils, which made him gag a little, as he quickly realized who caused it.

"Rumble! Don't poop in the kitchen!" Thunderlane said by reflex, as he then followed the scent trail to one of the bowls at his right. Pulling it near to him, he saw his little brother curled up inside the bowl, his extremely poopy diaper expanded and occupying most of the bowl, leaving Rumble himself sitting on a veritable beanbag chair of poop.

"Me sowwy!" Rumble squeaked, as he flapped his tiny wings and squished his diaper around. Thunderlane chuckled, as he took his little brother by the armpits and lifted him up with a pop and a squelch. Thunderlane quickly grabbed the bowl with his front hooves, put it upside down -- which made Rumble wriggle around scared -- and shook, until, with a prolonged squishing sound, the diaper and rumble started to slowly slide out.

"Silly Rumble, those were chocolax cookies!" Thunderlane said, as he then set the bowl down and took brother on his back, causing the full diaper to squelch again, the smell stinking to the high heavens "Let's get you changed, lil' stinker."

Rumble pouted and blushed.

"I no stink!" He said, as he was carried in the bathroom and then laid down on the floor. Thunderlane chuckled, as he took a light blue cloud-themed diaper from a nearby drawer and some toilet paper, and untaped his brother’s messy diaper.