Scootaloo's Accident

As the young foals slept peacefully, Dizzy Twister thought it would be a good idea to clean the dishes. Especially seeing as she didn't have that much to do now that her babies were asleep and her husband probably wouldn’t be coming home tonight. There were only two foals and one adult in the household which made things a little easier for her.

But as soon as she had finished, Dizzy started to find herself getting a little tired. “Man, taking care of little foals can make you sleepy.” She said with a yawn. As much she would’ve liked to curl up on the couch and read some more of her romance novel (she’d been itching to see how that cliffhanger from the last chapter resolved itself) she decided it would be better to go bed early.

Dizzy turned off all the lights downstairs, and went upstairs to her bedroom. She stopped just outside her daughter’s bedroom to listen for any sounds of distress, but was glad to hear simply the sound of her two foals snoring happily away. So she slipped silently down to her bedroom and closed the door.

“I’m gonna need a lot of strength for tomorrow, I can feel it. My babies are going to keep me very busy. And hopefully by the end of tomorrow, my little Scootaloo will start to enjoy being pampered, even just a little.” Dizzy thought to herself, as she climbed into bed and fell asleep at once.

The next morning, Celestia’s sun rose to announce the start of a new day. Nopony was awake this early though, aside from Scootaloo. She didn’t mind it, she was always something of an early riser, even despite the fact that she normally stayed up late.

When Scootaloo sat up in her bed, she felt something uncomfortably wet and squishy underneath her. She wiggled her body around in the hopes of finding out where the damp feeling was coming from, but she still didn't know. She wiped her eyes off to try and wake up all the way, for she wasn't able to figure out exactly what the source of the wetness was yet, due to her pajamas covering her. Without hesitation, Scootaloo moved to the side of her bed, took her pajamas off, and gasped! She was soaking wet, it was a surprise that her diaper did not leak! What was even more embarrassing was that this was the first time she’d done so in almost two weeks time.

“Oh, this is embarrassing! I wet myself like I’m two years old again!” Scootaloo thought to herself, eyeing her soggy diaper. “I can't let Mom see this or she’ll start babying me and checking my diaper all the time. I must hide the evidence, just like I did when I was wetting the bed.” She thought, and jumped off the bed.

Scootaloo walked over to her dresser, which had tons of diapers stored in it, not to mention some wet wipes and foal powder. She took her old, soaked diaper off, and set it aside near the trash so she could throw it away when the diapering job was complete. She tried to put the new diaper on, but the task proved difficult. Somehow, she ended up strapped it around her head, unaware that she’d put the new diaper on the wrong way. “HELP! I’M BLIND!” She screamed at the top of her lungs!

Sweetie Belle woke up with a start, screaming. “RARITY, NO, IT WASN'T ME!” When she saw she was in Scootaloo's room, she realized it was just a bad dream and breathed a sigh of relief. But then she also saw Scootaloo running around with a diaper on her head, not unlike the Headless Horse of legend. “Scootaloo, what are you doing?” She asked with concern. At first she just thought Scootaloo was playing around, but then she saw the wet diaper on the ground next to the trash, and realized what must’ve happened. “Hehe,” She giggled. “Scootaloo, stop being so silly. Mommy is the only one who’s allowed to change us. We’re just little babies after all, we don't know how to change ourselves.”

Suddenly the door was opened and Dizzy Twister rushed in with a worried look on her face! “What’s going on? Are my foals ok? She asked with concern. She quickly saw Sweetie Belle seemed to be ok, but she didn't see Scootaloo on the bed at all. But when she looked down a little, she saw her daughter running around with a diaper on her head, and had to resist the urge to life. “How did she even manage that?” She thought, as she grabbed Scootaloo and took the diaper off her head. Then Dizzy noticed the wet diaper lying near the trash. “Huh, she must've been trying to hide the fact she wets the bed. Come to think of it, she hasn't wet the bed in a while. Maybe giving her that bottle of milk was a bad idea?” She mentally pondered, but for now she knew she had to set Scootaloo straight.

Dizzy made sure to look her daughter firmly in the eyes as she told her. “Look, Scootaloo, from now on, you will come to me if you need a change. I don't want you changing yourself. Remember, you're the foal and I'm the adult. Foals don't change themselves, and from the look of things, you don't even know how to change yourself. You might have hurt yourself or broken something running around like that.” She said in a soft but firm tone, as she set Scootaloo down and put a fresh new diaper on her, taking the time to write “Crinkleloo’s Diaper” on this one too. Once finished, Dizzy softly patted Scootaloo on her rump and put her back in bed, this time without her pajamas.

“Ok, now that everypony seems awake, I'll get breakfast started,” Dizzy cooed. “But you two can rest for a few more minutes if you’d like. All good foals need plenty of sleep so they don’t get cranky," But before she left, she quickly tied the foals pacifiers on strings, and put them around their necks, “There, now the pacifiers will be with you wherever you go. You can just pop them in and take them out whenever you need to.” She smiled.

“Great… now my chances of proving I’m a big girl who doesn't need diapers have plummeted to the ground.” Scootaloo thought, just as Sweetie Belle hugged Scootaloo as if she was a teddy bear or something. Scootaloo shoved Sweetie Belle off, almost making her fall off the bed, but Sweetie used her magic to save herself and got back onto the bed.
“Well, somepony’s a little grumpy,” Sweetie commented to her friend. “Oh, you know what? I should ask Dizzy if we can put some bars on the side of this bed. It's just not safe for us, I mean, what if we fall out of bed and break something?” She wondered. “Or maybe she could get you and me actual cribs?” But Scootaloo gave her a look of disgust.

“What?! Bars?! Cribs?! No way, you must be outta your mind!” Scootaloo complained loudly! “If my mom did that, I would rather sleep in the basement with the spiders. I’m not some dumb baby, I know how to take care of myself! You, on the other hoof, Sweetie Belle, you would rather have somepony take care of you and baby you twenty four seven!” Scootaloo, said trying to sound tough. But actually, she was afraid of spiders and as much as she hated to admit it, she was afraid of the dark. “I’d ask Mom for a nightlight, but I don’t want to be seen as weak because I need a nightlight to fall asleep.” She thought, hoping Sweetie Belle wouldn’t find out.

“Well that's because I can let myself be free,” Sweetie responded. “You know, Scootaloo things would be a lot better if you just went pee pee in that diaper from time to time. Nopony’s asking you to go number two, so I don't get what the problem is. Why can't you just use your diaper like me?” She asked. “It’s actually not that bad.”

Scootaloo looked at Sweetie Belle, then looked back at herself. She was trying to bring herself to say why she didn’t want to even do number one in her diapers, but to be completely honest, she didn't have a full answer. “Sweetie has a point.. Why don't I like peeing in my diapers?” She thought to herself. “I did it a few times when Twilight and Starlight foalsat me and it wasn’t all that bad, unlike the one time I accidentally did number two in them. And now that Sweetie Belle’s asking me, I don't like it. Why?” She thought, just as her mother came in and picked them up.

Dizzy Twister delighted in seeing her smiling foals, though only one was smiling happily and sincerely. Scootaloo seemed to be out of it. She looked like she was thinking about something, or maybe something was bothering her? “What's wrong with Scootaloo? She wasn't like that before. Maybe I could ask Sweetie after breakfast?” She thought and put her foals down in their high chairs.

“Um, Mom. Could I maybe be excused from breakfast right now?” Scootaloo asked. “I’m not all that hungry yet.” In her mind she was thinking. “Great, this is Sweetie Belle’s fault. She’s got me so conflicted it’s ruining my appetite!”

“Very well, Scootaloo. You can be excused for the time being. You usually don’t eat breakfast this early anyways,” Dizzy Twister obliged, letting Scootaloo down from her highchair and allowing her to roam about the ground floor. “I wonder what wrong with her? She's acting like she saw a ghost. Or maybe something is bothering her?” Dizzy Twister thought, before she saw a guilty looking face on Sweetie Belle. “What's wrong, deary?” She asked in a cooing tone.

“Well, I think it's my fault that Scootaloo’s acting the way she is,” Sweetie confessed, blushing a bit as she explained. “I kinda asked her why she didn't like going pee pee in her diaper, and maybe that messed with her mind a bit?”

“I see,” Dizzy said with a nod, even as she thought. “Perhaps this is just giving Scootaloo old memories from when she was with Starlight and Twilight?” To Sweetie Belle she instructed “Please make sure you don't ask her that stuff again. What she wants to do her in her diapers is her business and her business alone. And I want her to figure it out on her own. In the meantime, I guess since she won't be eating right now, this gives me time to bond with you.” And she strapped the tray over Sweetie and got her some fresh oatmeal.

When Dizzy put the food down, she noticed that Sweetie seemed saddened a bit, if the slight slouch in the filly’s shoulders was anything to go by. “If you're worried about Scootaloo, don't be,” She said to Sweetie Belle. “She's a strong young filly. And remember she and you have hearts as strong as horses.” That brought a smile to Sweetie’s face. But even so, Dizzy had to admit Sweetie’s comments had probably upset Scootaloo somehow. “Usually she just doesn't care about this stuff. Hm, I wonder if that punishment Twilight did to her was too much? She didn’t seem to mind it much when I came to pick her up.” She thought to herself.

Dizzy snapped out of her thoughts though, as she started to feed Sweetie like a baby. Once she started to feed her, they both forgot about Scootaloo for a while, which was good because they couldn't be worrying about her right now (Dizzy especially since she still had a hungry foal to take care of). “Here comes the airplane.” Dizzy cooed, making a dramatic gesture with the spoon, as Sweetie Belle opened her mouth and accepted the offering without hesitation. Dizzy repeated the gesture multiple times, until the bowl of oatmeal was empty. Once it was, Dizzy wiped her other foal’s mouth and warmed up a bottle of milk as she asked “I guess I can give you some milk, Sweetie. You’re okay with that, right?” Sweetie Belle nodded.

When the bottle of milk was ready, Dizzy gave it to Sweetie, and she started drinking from the bottle without much hesitation. Just then, Scootaloo came down. “I’m glad to see you’re feeling better, sweetheart,” Dizzy said in a motherly tone. “Do you wanna talk about it, baby?” She asked with concern.

Scootaloo looked at her mother with uncertainty and shook her head. “It was stupid, I don't even know why it bothered me… but it's cool, I don't think I’ll worry about it,” She told her mom. “But I would like somepony like Sweetie Belle to never bring that up again. If she does I might just punch her out.” Scootaloo said rather harshly, glaring at her friend who squeaked in fright.

Dizzy could tell there was some anger building up inside in her daughter, and quickly tried to defuse the situation. “Now Scootaloo, that's not nice. There is no reason to punch or kick somepony just because they said something that made you uncomfortable,” She scolded lightly, and changed the subject. “Now eat up then meet me and Sweetie in the living room. I’m about to tell Sweetie some old stories of silly things you did as a baby, it'll be fun.”

“Yay, I’d love to hear about what Scootaloo did as a baby, though I hope it's not too embarrassing.” Sweetie said with delight, as she was carried away by Dizzy Twister.

Scootaloo facehoofed at the statement. “Is my mom trying to kill me with embarrassment?!” She thought, before she remembered Sweetie Belle’s promise from yesterday. “Well at least Sweetie Belle won’t tell a soul, and my mom won’t share anything too embarrassing, I hope.” She thought and started to eat her oatmeal, surprised to find that it had extra honey and cinnamon in it, despite her not having asked for such stuff.

For some reason, eating by herself didn’t seem to be as enjoyable as Scootaloo thought it would be. For reasons she couldn’t explain, she found herself longing to be spoon fed by her mom, just once. After all, Sweetie Belle seemed to enjoy it. Why should she get to hog all the fun? Once she had finished off her oatmeal, Scootaloo took up the sippy cup full of milk her mom had left on the tray for her, and started drinking it. She was so lost in thought that she almost didn’t realize she’d burped. “Why does that milk always make me do that? I never have that kind of problem with my juice.” She thought to herself.

Once finished with her breakfast, Scootaloo saw Sweetie Belle being given a piggyback ride by her mother. “What is she, three?! Piggy back rides are for babies!” Scootaloo thought, but she had a hard time hiding the fact that she did miss riding on her mother's back (to say nothing of the times her dad would give her a piggy back ride when she was younger).

Dizzy stopped running when she saw Scootaloo crossing her hooves like she was mad or something. Hoping to cheer her daughter up she bent down (while Sweetie Belle got off her back) and said kindly. “Scootaloo… please stop being a party pooper. I’m sure even Rainbow Dash would love to do this.” She hoped that would at least help Scootaloo a little.

It didn’t, Scootaloo found such a comment to be insulting to her idol. “WHAT?! NO WAY?!” If Rainbow Dash was in this situation, she would be very peeved! She wouldn't want to wear diapers, she would think it's uncool and pathetic!” Scootaloo commented with fury, but then realized she’d accidently let out a bad word and gasped! “I didn't mean to say that bad word, I’m sorry!” She apologized, hoping her mother wouldn't put her in the timeout area.

Dizzy understood it was by accident, and decided to come up with a better “punishment”. Pretty soon, she had settled on one. “For now ,Scootaloo I want you to play piggy back ride as a punishment,” She instructed. “Come on baby, just give it a shot. It's ok to let your childish side out sometimes, you don't have to completely grow up yet. I get that you’re confused about what you want. But please, won’t you listen to Mommy, just for right now ?”

Scootaloo gulped, she knew she'd been a little harsh on everypony lately. Heck, she hadn’t even let her mother check her diaper. Upon seeing the sad look in her mother’s eyes, she wondered if perhaps it was time that she put away her big pony act and tried her hardest to be a baby? “I guess it at least couldn’t hurt to let her give me a piggy back ride. It’s better than sitting in time out.” She thought to herself, and then she said. “Ok Mom… no, wait, that's not right!” She blushed, then continued. “Maybe I should say Mommy?” She asked, smiling for the first time. Maybe her mother was right, she wasn't just being hard on herself but on everypony lately. At least if she acted a little like a baby, it wasn't like anypony else would know about this, aside from the two other ponies in the room of course. Either way, at least she wouldn’t get a timeout (or Celestia forbid, a spanking. That would really hurt).

Author's Note

This chapter was a little harder to work on, especially with the part about Scootaloo, I hope you enjoyed it none the less.