Cheating the Cycle of Life- A Padded Pony Collab

Rarity sighed, after yet another try with that customer that sometimes joined nouns and adjectives or subject and verbs together, and that had forced Sweetie Belle to drink from a baby bottle and wear a diaper with the power of a single spell.

"Look, I am terribly mortified and sorry about the inconvenience," Rarity said calmly and slowly, resisting her temptation to slap both her sister and the client, as she hurried Sweetie Belle, who was sucking onto the bottle of milk, away in the backstore "but I cannot understand your wishes very well. Perhaps you can tell me what is your native language? I am sure that one of my dearest friends has a vocabulary, or, even better, a translation spell, for it."

The pony dressed in a pretty luxurious attire sighed.

"Parlani Runasimi otaq castillawankapi Quechua. He said, shakign his head. Rarity sighed as well, as she now recognized at least one word from his phrase.

"Oh, Quechua? Well... it's rare, I think, but I think that we can still work it out," Rarity said, as she moved away from the table she had been standing behind, and went to the door.

"I am going to leave for a brief research. You can wait me here, if oyu wish," Rarity said, as she hurried to the door to Twilight's castle library.

When Rarity had managed, with the blessing of Twilight, to get a hold onto a Quechua dictionary, she had hurriedly went back to her boutique. Opening the door with the usual bell ringing, Rarity stepped inside.

"I am back with the dictio-" Rarity said, before looking in front of her, to see a very bizarre scene. Alongside the Quechua-speaking client, Rarity could see one of sweetie Belle's classmates, Rumble, struggling to walk inside a pink frilly dress that however had a skirt that left his pink diaper visible. There was also Big Macintosh, reduced to a baby sucking upon the hem of tuxedo of a nearby mannequin. Apple Bloom was strapped to a carriage seat and trying to free herself from it.

As for the client, he was standing tall and dusting off his dress and adjusting his earrings without much of a care.

Rarity gritted her teeth, as she saw this. she really wanted to punch the stallion several times over for what he had done. However, she kept her cool and, after taking a deep breath, she spoke up.

"Sir... turn them back, or I will be forced to remove you from the premises of my boutique."

The stallion pointed at some tears on his dress and at his somewhat-damaged tiara, shouting something angrily. Rarity glared at him and lit up her horn and grabbed the stallion's short tail with her magic.

Understanding the message, he stopped shouting and, instead, with a loud sigh, he said.

"Givemedictionary, Iwillchangethem later."