Two weeks had passed since Scootaloo’s “Punishment” if one could really call it that. Ever since then her mother had been putting her in diapers at least at night, in the day she could do as she pleased.

It was six in the morning and Scootaloo had just woken up from her sleep, luckily she had a dry diaper this night, and her mother was gladly congratulating her for not being wet. “You haven’t been wetting the bed for almost two weeks now. What a good filly.” Dizzy Twister smiled. “I wonder if this means she will want to stop wearing diapers now?” She thought, as she removed Scootaloo’s dry diaper and tossed it in the trash, “Ok Scootaloo I’m going to go get your breakfast ready, make sure you come down when you're ready.” She politely said, but before she left Scootaloo gave her a big hug.

Once the two separated from the hug, Scootaloo went to play with her Rainbow Dash plushie for several minutes, and soon she started talking to it, “Can you believe this, plushie Dash? I actually didn't wet the bed, this is wonderful!” She began to drift off as a small thought started to bother her, “Wait, but that doesn’t mean she’ll stop putting me in diapers at night? What if she doesn't want to baby me even a little, now that I’m not wetting the bed?” She wondered. Though Scootaloo was glad she wasn’t wetting the bed and did still like being a big filly, a small part of her didn’t mind the fact that her bedwetting gave her an excuse for her mom to baby her. “Maybe there’s a way I can make sure Mom will still have to diaper me.” She thought.

Scootaloo’s thoughts were interrupted by a small shout from downstairs. “Scootaloo, breakfast is ready! You better get it before it gets cold!” Upon hearing this, Scootaloo tossed her plushie onto the bed, grabbed all her school supplies, and hurried downstairs. Once she made it downstairs, she smiled brightly. Her mother had just prepared her favorite meal, chocolate chips pancakes with some bananas on the side. Scootaloo licked her lips “That looks yummy, Mom, thanks for making my favorite meal.” She said, and was about to sit in her chair when her mother stopped her.

“Now, Scootaloo, I want to know. Do you want me to feed you, or can you handle feeding yourself this time? I mean, I could always bring your old high chair out from the attic, if you don't think you can handle eating by yourself.” Dizzy Twister said with a wink, patting Scootaloo on her head.

Scootaloo froze for a second, being babied a little was one thing, but being fed in a high chair was a line she wasn’t sure she was willing to cross. “Uh, no thanks, Mom, not this time,” She hastily replied, trying not to blush. “Besides, I don't have time for that stuff right now, I’ve got school in thirty minutes and you would probably feed me slowly anyways! I need to be fast!”

Dizzy sighed, she’d really hoping to feed her daughter herself, it'd been some time since Scootaloo had even wanted to be treated like a foal. It had been least a week since she’d last diapered Scootaloo during the day and treated her like she was still being potty trained. Dizzy knew she had to respect her daughter’s wishes, but all the same she had been hoping for things to last longer than they did. “I do hope nothing is bothering her,” She thought to herself. “Or maybe Scootaloo’s embarrassed about this? No, that doesn't make sense, she was perfectly fine when Twilight and Starlight took care of her.” “Ok, fine, I’ll let you feed yourself for now.” Dizzy replied, trying to not sound mad. (Truthfully she wanted to treat Scootaloo like a little foal, just for a few days with her daughter’s permission. Since Scootaloo had started going back to school, she’d kinda stopped).

Scootaloo tried to push her mother’s unusual request from her mind, she figured her mother wanted to treat her like a foal but she hadn’t expected it to go that far. Or had that been just a trick to get her out of diapers? She knew her mother probably wanted to stop her from wearing them, or rather that's what she kept telling herself (especially since she was slowly not wetting the bed anymore). “Maybe it's because I stopped drinking water at night to help me fall asleep?” She thought, as she slowly finished her food.

As soon as Scootaloo had finished her breakfast, she picked up her saddlebag that she had placed on the ground. She was about to leave, but she turned around and gave her mother a hug. She mostly did this because she felt her mother needed to know Scootaloo loved her, and that she was truly sorry for being so mean to her all those weeks ago.

After Scootaloo finished the hug, she ran out the door, grabbed her scooter, and buzzed off to school. Rather than go directly to the school house though, she decided to make a quick stop at Carousel Boutique and talk to Sweetie Belle. Mostly because, she really wanted to just walk with a friend, and Sweetie Belle was the closest one available (Sweet Apple Acres was a long haul, and Diamond Tiara made it quite clear she didn’t want to give her mother any reason to suspect she was hanging out with the crusaders to get out of her “lessons” on how to behave like a rich pony, as for Silver Spoon, she wasn’t quite on that level of friendship just yet).

As Scootaloo got to the boutique, she smiled when she saw Sweetie leaving the place. “Hey Sweetie Belle, how's it going?” She asked her friend. Scootaloo hasn't really seen her friend all that much between spending time at home and trying to train with Rainbow Dash (she still couldn't fly yet, but she was getting better at building up her wing strength and could stay airborne for at least a minute if launched or carried).

“Everything's fine. How are you doing, Scootaloo?” Sweetie Belle asked, as she placed some papers into her saddlebag.

“I've been better,” Scootaloo unintentionally replied, as the two friends walked to school, “But you know what? It's really nothing to worry about, how was your weekend, Sweetie Belle?” She asked, quickly changing the subject before Sweetie Belle could pry.

“Oh, it was wonderful! I've started taking magic lessons from both Twilight and Ms. Starlight, and I must admit Starlight is a really sweet pony, have you met her yet?” Sweetie Belle asked.

Scootaloo smiled. “Yeah, I met her two weeks ago. My mother left me at Twilight's place for a while and I have to admit, it was quite fun!”

Once the two made it to the school yard, they noticed Apple Bloom wasn't there but it didn't take long for Sweetie Belle to remember why. “It’s too bad Apple Bloom went to visit family, but at least we can still hang out with Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon after school.” Sweetie Belle commented.

Soon the school bell rang, alerting all the little ponies that it was now time for class, all the fillies and colts walked in a line into the schoolhouse.

With Scootaloo away at school, Dizzy Twister was doing her usual house cleaning. She would clean all of downstairs first, and then she would slowly make her way to the other rooms, including Scootaloo's bedroom. She expected her daughter to clean it herself, but Dizzy could at least hopefully get the dust off of the higher places that Scootaloo couldn't reach yet.

Once she had finished cleaning downstairs, Dizzy moved on upstairs. She went to Scootaloo's room first, and not surprisingly to her it was nice and clean. She decided to dust off a few posters and shelves her daughter hadn’t been able to reach, but as she did so, a diary with a blue colored cover fell off the shelf, and opened a little bit.

Dizzy Twister thought about it for a moment, debating whether or not it was right of her to pry into something her daughter probably had wanted to keep secret. Ultimately, against her better judgment she decided she could take a small peek inside “Maybe it will have the answers I need? Maybe it will explain why Scootaloo’s been acting really strange?” She thought.

Dizzy looked around, as if she was expecting her daughter to come bursting into the room at any second and catch her in the act! But nothing happened, and so reluctantly Dizzy picked up the diary, and began to read the entry it had opened to. She read the one that was dated for today, and she read it she couldn't help but let a small tear slide off her eyelid, “I can't believe Scootaloo really believes I’m going to stop babying her entirely, just because she's not wetting the bed as much,” She said softly to herself. “Although, this is kind of my fault/ I should've tried talking with her about this,” She closed the book up and put it back where it belonged, making sure there was nothing to suggest she’d read it.

As she set the diary aside, an idea came into Dizzy’s head. Today, she was going to treat Scootaloo like a foal again, just for a little while. “It would seem my little foal is stressed out. All she needs, is some of Mama's love.” She silently cooed, as she started to make a plan

Back at school, Scootaloo was talking to her friends in the classroom. She was justing learning something from Diamond Tiara specifically, something that caught her attention, but not in the way she would’ve liked.

“Did you three hear?” Diamond asked, speaking as if she wanted everypony to hear. “Somepony in this class still wears diapers to bed at home. Don't ask how I found out, I’ve got my own subtle ways.” She said with a little giggle.

“Very funny, Diamond Tiara,” Sweetie Belle replied. “I’m pretty sure nopony here actually still wear diapers. Right, Scootaloo?”

Scootaloo blushed, trying to act innocent. Was it her imagination, or did her saddle bag feel inexplicably heavier all of a sudden? “R...right, Sweetie Belle,” She nervously laughed. “I mean, only babies wear diapers. And we’re not babies.”

“It was only a joke, Scootaloo,” Tiara commented, sounding rather sincere but at the same time conveying that she knew more than she was letting on. “No need to act all crazy.”

“W-well, your joke wasn’t funny!” Scootaloo protested, hoping to divert attention from herself. But all of a sudden, a diaper fell out of Scootaloo’s saddle bag and landed on the floor of the classroom! An audible crinkle broke what had been a relatively uneasy quiet. Scootaloo’s mouth dropped open, how in Equestria did she slip a diaper into her saddle bag without knowing it?! She could tell it was one of her own, the designs were just like those training pull-ups you could buy at any store (even Barnyard Bargains sold them).

Before Scootaloo could reach down, snatch up the diaper, and tuck it back into her saddlebag (and hopefully without anypony finding out it was hers), Sweetie Belle’s eyes turned to the diaper on the floor. Her eyes grew wide, as she exclaimed!. “Are you kidding me, you're the diaper baby, Scootaloo?! Wow, not even I wear diapers anymore! Rarity potty trained me when I was three years old!”

“Looks like I was right after all,” Diamond Tiara smirked. “I have to admit, I didn’t know you actually still wore diapers, Crinkleloo!”

Suddenly, Scootaloo found herself surrounded by all the school colts and fillies! Everything seemed to start getting smaller, and a moment later Scootaloo found herself in a diaper, as a sky blue pacifier was inserted into her mouth! She tried to remove the diaper and the pacifier, but every time she did, another would appear! “What’s going on here?! Why is everypony making fun of me like this!” She cried, but it seemed like nopony could understand her! A tear started to come out, as she somehow appeared on Cheerilee’s desk. And was it her imagination, or was her diaper starting to smell, badly?!

Cheerilee seemed to have a clothespin pinned onto her nose, as her voice echoed through the classroom. “Ok class, today I’ll be teaching you how to change a foal’s diaper. And since we already have a foal in our class today, I guess that will make things a lot easier. Now watch closely.” But as she started to remove Scootaloo’s diaper, everything started to go dark!

Scootaloo woke up with a start, almost screaming in fright! She was all sweaty, and a few tears had formed in her eyes. She wiped the tears away, as she looked behind her, at her best friend Sweetie, who happily waved at her. Scootaloo breathed a small sigh of relief knowing that the entire ordeal had just been a bad dream. She patted her saddle bag just to be sure, and was relieved when she couldn’t feel anything but school supplies in it.

Feeling much more composed, Scootaloo looked up at the clock and realized what time it was. School had already let out for the day, and it seemed like everypony but her and Sweetie Belle had already left. Without hesitation, Scootaloo slipped out of the classroom without saying so much as a word to Sweetie Belle. The nightmare left her shaken and too afraid to speak.

Once Scootaloo got home, she was at least happy that she could have some peace, and trotted up to her bedroom to relax. But when she opened her bedroom door, she was surprised to see some foal diapers laid out on her bed. “Mom. why are there diapers on my bed?” She asked.

Dizzy Twister walked into the room as she said with a smile, “Scootaloo, I know you've been stressed out lately. But you're overthinking things, and that's why I think you should be padded up at home, just for a few days. I will do everything to make you happy and after this we don’t have to do it anymore,” She added. “I won’t take away your bathroom privileges or anything though, you’re still going to be treated like a potty trained toddler.” And she motioned for Scootaloo to come towards her.

Scootaloo didn't really fight, she just did as she was told and allowed her mother to slip the diaper onto her. When her mother applied the foal powder to her rump, she let out a soft sneeze. Once she was all padded, she was placed on the floor with some of her old foal toys like, a rattle, blocks, and her stuffed Rainbow Dash plushie.

Dizzy walked to the door as she said sweetly. ”I know this seems sudden, Scootaloo, but hopefully this treatment will help you. Why don’t we give it a shot for the next few days?” Just then, she heard a knock at the door, “I’ll be right back, baby.” She cooed, and headed downstairs.

When Dizzy answered the door, she saw it was one of Scootaloo’s best friends (perhaps THE best) Sweetie Belle. “Oh, hello Sweetie Belle, what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be at Carousel Boutique with Rarity?” Dizzy asked.

“Hi Mrs. Twister, usually I would be,” Sweetie Belle replied. “But Scootaloo forgot her homework, so I thought I’d stop by and give it to her. May I come in?” She asked sweetly.

Dizzy smiled. “Of course you may. You can just leave the homework on the table, and I’ll run it up to Scootaloo.”

“Actually, I think I’ll do it myself,” Sweetie Belle replied. “I’ve been here once or twice before, I think I know where Scootaloo’s room is.” And she set off.

“Sweetie, wait!” Dizzy called, realizing what Sweetie would find out! But it was too late, Sweetie Belle was already making her way upstairs! Dizzy’s plea fell on deaf ears!

As Sweetie Belle entered Scootaloo’s bedroom her jaw dropped at what she saw! There was her tomboyish friend, surrounded by toys and all sorts of foalish things, cradling her Rainbow Dash plushie in her hooves. But the one thing that particularly caught Sweetie Belle’s eye, was the thick white diaper around Scootaloo’s rump, “Uh, Scootaloo…. why are you in a diaper?” She asked with a blush, as she rubbed her eyes in the hopes that, just maybe, she’d seen things that weren’t there. She hadn’t.

Scootaloo turned around and blushed deep red in embarrassment, “Sweetie Belle! Uh….it’s… it’s… it's not what it looks like!” She insisted, but knew such an argument wouldn’t work! Especially once she saw Sweetie Belle appear to glare at her with suspicion. “Please, don't laugh at me!” She begged, a few tears started to form. Her worst nightmare had just became reality, her best friend Sweetie Belle had discovered one of her secrets!

Sweetie wasn’t quite sure what to think. Seeing her friend all padded up was weird, though for some reason the filly found it kind of cute (in an unusual way, but still cute nonetheless). At last, once the shock of her discovery wore off, she reluctantly asked.“Scootaloo do...do you like being treated like a baby? Is that why you’re wearing diapers and playing with foal toys?”

Scootaloo sighed, there was no possible way she could avoid this. Reluctantly, she decided there were no other options but to tell Sweetie the truth. “Fine… I admit I like it, I’m a big baby at home sometimes,” She reluctantly confessed, trying her hardest to keep the tears from flowing. “My mom uses it as a way to help with my stress, and sometimes it helps when I’m angry, like I was a couple of weeks ago. Please, don’t tell anypony about this! This is so weird! I promise, I’ll do anything for you if you keep quiet about this! I’ll even act like a baby and let you take care of me if you want, just don’t expect me to do number two in my diapers!”

Sweetie Belle simply replied. “Relax, I won’t tell anypony, Scootaloo. And I’m not gonna baby you, at least not today, though I have to admit you look cute,” She then commented. “To be honest, that actually looks… fun. I wouldn't mind trying it out, just to see what it’s like. You wouldn't happen to have a few diapers left that I could put on, would you?” She asked, happily.

Sweetie’s response was not the one Scootaloo had expected. She had expected for her friend to laugh at her, possibly even take a picture of her and put in the Foal Free Press for all to see (Featherweight was still the editor in chief, but Scootaloo doubted he be any less inclined to print such an embarrassing photo and story). But for her friend to say she wanted to try it? That was something Scootaloo didn’t know how to reply to. All she could bring herself to say was. “Well, I guess if you really want to. But it's up to my mom.”

“I don't mind,” Dizzy Twister replied, walking in (she was relieved to see Sweetie Belle didn’t appear poised to tell anyone what she’d discovered). With concern she then asked. “But wouldn't Rarity need to know you’re staying here for a little while, just in case something were to happen?”

“Oh yeah, you're right!” Sweetie Belle realized. “I’ll go ask if I can stay here for a bit! Oh, and by the way, Scootaloo, I almost forgot why I came here in the first place. Here’s today’s homework that you forgot to pick up!” She said, dropping Scootaloo’s homework down and leaving.

Author's Note

Hope you enjoy the new story. :)