Scootaloo's Nursery

Dizzy Twister smiled brightly when her daughter called her ‘Mommy,’ it had been several years since she’d even spoke those words. All she would normally say is Mom, but Dizzy couldn't think too much of that at the moment, she just motioned for her daughter to come over. “Ok, Scootaloo, come over for your piggy back ride… unless somepony is afraid of heights?” She joked.

Scootaloo started to get a little tempered “Scared? Me? No way! I’m not afraid of anything, especially not heights!” Scootaloo replied, walking over to her mother. Once she got over to her, she was picked up and put safely on the mare's back. “I hope this was a good idea.” Scootaloo thought.

“Okay now, Scootaloo,” Dizzy instructed. “First off, I need you to hold your hooves around my neck, not too tight but at least enough for you to not fall off. I wouldn't want my sweet little toddler to fall down and get hurt.” She said sweetly and waited for her daughter to hold on. She could see a small blush form on her daughter’s cheeks. Once she knew Scootaloo was holding on tightly, she prepared to run around the house like a wild buffalo, but she still had to be careful not to hit anything important, especially for the safety of her foal.

Scootaloo blushed bright red when her mother called her a toddler, “Just because I said I’d let go for a bit and try to act more like a foal, doesn't mean I’m some toddler.” Scootaloo mumbled, but unfortunately for her Sweetie Belle somehow heard.

“I don't know Scootaloo, you did wet your diaper, give off a few temper tantrums, and you even said a bad word. You kinda do act like a toddler, just saying.” Sweetie Belle replied, she’d learned from Applejack that it was usually best to tell the truth.

Scootaloo looked at Sweetie Belle with an annoyed expression, “You know what? I don't care, because you also act like a unpotty trained toddler!” Scootaloo said in response, feeling as if she’d won this little debate. She didn't really like being called a toddler, it made her feel smaller, like she was when she was a young foal.

“Okay, okay, that's enough out of both of you,” Dizzy Twister interrupted and started to run as fast as she could. She ran across the room and eventually made her way upstairs. Of course, she had to be careful not to hit anything. She looked up at her baby. “Aw, looks like she's enjoying it. I haven't seen her smile like that in a long time.” She said to herself, but then she tripped and this caused Scootaloo to let go of her mother and hit her back on a wall!

Dizzy quickly came to her baby’s aid, “Oh my gosh, Scootaloo! Are you hurt?! Do you need a bottle of milk? Or would you like Mommy to hold you for a little bit?” She asked with great concern, as she dusted Scootaloo off, bringing her into a big hug.

Scootaloo picked herself up and smiled brightly. “That… was…. SO AWESOME! I wanna do it again!” She yelled, hopping up and down. Eventually Scootaloo looked her mother in the eyes, she could see how scared she was. “Seriously, Mom? You're going to cry over this? I didn't even fall that far, I've fallen from worse things while crusading.” She commented in an annoyed tone, this wasn't the only time her mother got like this though. Every time she did crazy tricks on her scooter, her mother would always worry. But it wasn't like she was in any real danger (she always made sure to wear a helmet).

Dizzy realized it really wasn't that bad of a fall, her daughter did at least have a soft diaper to land on. “I guess… but still, we should be more careful. Now let's get back to Sweetie Belle, I think I've had enough running around for one day.” Dizzy sighed, running around with two foals could be tiring.

While Scootaloo and Dizzy were out of Sweetie’s sight, she decided to play with some of the toys on the floor. The toys in question were little figures of the Wonderbolts, including Rainbow Dash. “I must say, Scootaloo really likes the Wonderbolts. Wonder if Rainbow Dash joining their ranks has anything to do with it.” She thought to herself.

As Sweetie played, she suddenly heard a small thud from upstairs. She instantly got worried. She wanted to check on Scootaloo and her mother to see if they were okay. But maybe they were okay and weren't the cause of the noise? Maybe something just fell from a table somewhere? Sweetie started to observe her surroundings, and saw a door that had a sign which read “Keep Out”. Although Sweetie normally tried to stay away from places she wasn't supposed to go, her curiosity got the better of her. She put her toys down and rushed to the door, but she slipped due to the diaper and fell on her rump. Once she got up, she giggled. “Right, I forgot the diaper makes it harder to walk,” She said to herself. “Silly me.”

Soon, she had reached the closed off room. Sweetie tried opening the door, but it turned out to be locked. The little foal crossed her forehooves together, she had hoped to explore the house a little bit. Most of the time when she visited Scootaloo, she‘d usually stick to Scootaloo’s room, or the living room. She’d never really explored her friend’s house in its entirety before. “Wonder if this is where Scootaloo’s mom keeps all her old foal supplies?” Sweetie wondered, as she tried to use her magic to turn the knob and open the door.

As Sweetie was fiddling with the door knob, Dizzy came back from her little trip upstairs. She saw Sweetie messing with the door and frowned a little, she couldn't believe Sweetie would even try to go into a door even though it specifically said “Keep Out”. She let out a soft sigh as she remembered the first time she’d caught Scootaloo trying to get in there. She normally wouldn't mind if either of her foals wanted to go somewhere. But this room was different, it had all her husband's trophies. And due to how delicate they were, she would prefer if they were with an adult if they went into a room like that. Least they break something and get hurt.

“Sweetie Belle, that room is off limits!” Dizzy sternly scolded. “There's a reason it says to keep out!” She picked up Sweetie and carried her away from the door, setting her down on the living room floor before she added. “Now since this is your first time getting in trouble, I’ll let you off with a warning. But next time you do something like that, you'll get a timeout, do I make myself clear?” She asked seriously.

“Bu...But I just wanted to look inside,” Sweetie protested. “I didn't mean to break any type of rules, I get this room must be important to you if you have to lock it, but can I pretty please with sugar on top take a look inside? I promise I’ll never ask again, I just want to take one look.” She pleaded with her signature puppy dog eyes look, the eyes were too much for most ponies to handle. This was often how she got things from Rarity, so maybe the same trick would work here?

Unfortunately for Sweetie, this wasn't Dizzy’s first time dealing with a pony that wanted to take a look inside the trophy room. Scootaloo has asked before and the answer had been “No.” then as well. In fact, Dizzy remembered the time Scootaloo had actually snuck into the room, and fell into one of her father's trap, a net that trapped her inside. He always wanted to keep extra security in that room, in case anyone might try to steal his trophies.

“I made a promise not to let anypony in there,” Dizzy said firmly to Sweetie. “It's up to my husband to decide who goes in there, not me. If you want to go in that room you’ll have to wait til he comes home. But until then: ‘No means No’!” She said, a bit too loudly. She saw tears begin to form on Sweetie Belle’s face, and quickly picked the filly up and started rocking her back and forth like a foal.

Scootaloo didn't know if she'd regret asking this or not, but she didn't like that Sweetie was getting more attention than her. “HEY! I want to be held too, Mommy!” She complained, crossing her forehooves together with a sad look on her face. She knew her best friend was sad, but that didn't mean she had to hog all the love.

Dizzy smiled at her daughter, she was happy Scootaloo was getting more into her foal role, it would make this weekend a little better. Of course, she still couldn't expect Scootaloo to use her diapers completely. But maybe, by the end of this weekend, Scootaloo would go number two in them? Dizzy shook her head, her daughter would probably find that nasty. “OK Scootaloo, I guess I could hold you top, my special little toddler” She cooed, lifting Scootaloo up. She held Sweetie in one hoof and her daughter in the other, and she started to rock her foals back and forth. She soon had a perfect idea, a fun game for them to play and she wouldn't mind being a part of it. “I have an idea, girls,” She spoke up. “How would you two like to play truth or dare?” She asked.

Sweetie’s sadness disappeared, and was replaced with a smile. “Really?! Oh my gosh, that would be perfect! I guess it works better then going into that room! I’ve got sooo many fun dares to try!” She exclaimed, winking at Scootaloo as she started to suck on her pacifier.

Dizzy put her little foals down on the floor, “Ok babies how about we play it here? I’ll go get a bottle and you two can play with your toys or whatever you wish to do, just please don't run off upstairs. it's much too dangerous to go up there without an adult.” She instructed, kissing the two on their heads.

Once Dizzy was gone, Scootaloo got up. Her diaper crinkled as she walked closer to Sweetie, “Hey, while Mommy goes off to find a bottle, how about we play Hide and Seek?” she asked. It had actually been many years since she’d had the chance to play that game in her own home, and she always was the best hider in the house. She remembered that one time when she was about four years old and hid inside the vents. Of course ,that was kind of a problem because her parents had to call somepony to get her out. But in the end it was still fun, although she had tons of dust on her afterwards. But she and her parents had shared a good laugh when it was over.

Sweetie Belle snapped Scootaloo out of her little memory by patting her diapered rump. Scootaloo couldn't help but blush, nopony had really done that to her aside from when she was a foal. But it still felt weird when Sweetie did it, normally the only time you pat somepony on the rump was for a spanking. Sweetie wouldn’t do that, right?

“Ok, Scootaloo, I’d wove to pway dis game with you,” Sweetie said, her voice muffled by her pacifier. She looked around the room and realized there were actually quite a few places to hide, which would make this game exciting. She continued. “But since I’m the guest, I think it would be wise for me to hide first. You can hide next when you find me,” She then finished by saying. “I mean if you find me!” And she ran off to find a place to hide.

Scootaloo crossed her hooves, she knew Sweetie could get a little overly excited for things, but she seemed to be enjoying this perhaps a bit too much. Once Sweetie was gone, Scootaloo went over to the wall and started to slowly count, “One, two, three,” Seconds ticked by and she finished her counting up to ten. “Ready or not, here I come!” She declared and began looking for her friend. She looked inside of plants and a few pots, but to no luck. Soon, she went into the kitchen, her diaper crinkling as she walked. She then saw a diapered butt sticking up from under the table. She put her hoof on her friend’s rump. tapping it as she yelled at the top of her lungs. “I FOUND YOU!”

Sweetie was shocked and surprised that her friend had found her so fast, and she accidently hit her head atop the table. “Ouch, that hurt!” She groaned, rubbing her head, “I guess it's your turn… Crinkleloo.” When she’d heard Dizzy call Scootaloo that, she couldn't help but find it cute.

Dizzy came running in from down the hallway! She could've sworn she heard somepony yell, what if they were in some kinda danger?! What if somepony got hurt or worse?! She observed the living room, but she couldn't find a trace of her foals, this only worried her more, as she went into the kitchen. She observed the room and was tackled to the ground by her diapered foals in their attempt to surprise her, and it worked flawlessly.

“I thought I heard yelling, did somepony get hurt?” She asked, deeply concerned. As a mother, the safety of her foals was all that mattered. She quickly checked them for scratches or any type of wound they might of gotten, but nothing was there. While she was at it, she checked both their diapers. Both of them seemed to be dry, that was a good thing (but to be fair she had recently changed them anyways).

“Sowwy Mommy, me and Sweetie were pawing hide and seek, and I kinda yelled when I found her, also sowwy for the surprise attack.” Scootaloo said apologetically, she’d completely forgotten that her mother can be a little too worried for their safety sometimes. She’d fallen off her scooter before, and her mother always getting scared that she might hurt herself. Then the two foals followed Dizzy out into the living room, the two still had issues walking due to the thickness of thier diapers.

When they got to the living room Dizzy Twister told them to sit down, they did as commanded like good little foals. Once they were comfy in their spot, Dizzy put a bottle in the middle of them and explained. “Now here' are the rules. I’ll be playing this with you three, so you can give me a dare or ask me to tell the truth about something. But do NOT dare anypony to run outside in their diapers, got it?!”

Both foals nodded their heads in response, they were both eager to get this started. They had quite a good dare to use on their mommy.

Dizzy decided to spin the bottle, first she had to admit she hadn’t done this since she gotten married. The bottle spun around and around until it landed on Sweetie Belle, “Ok, Sweetie, truth or dare?” She asked.

“Truth!” Sweetie replied.

“Have you ever snuck out?” Dizzy asked Sweetie.

Sweetie gulped, but realized that this was a game about truth, so she had to come out with it. “Yes, a long time ago, I kinda lied to Rarity once. You see I snuck out of her place to go to Pinkie's Party. Unfortunately for me, Rarity was there and she caught me. I was still at the party, but my punishment was to stay in timeout until the party ended.” She said with a blush.

Sweetie grabbed the bottle and spun it with her magic, she was happy when it landed on Dizzy Twister! She smiled brightly. “Truth or dare, Mrs. Twister?” She asked, though she hoped for dare, and Dizzy (as if she’d read Sweetie’s mind) did indeed say dare. “I dare you to put on a diaper.” She beamed brightly, this was something she’d always wanted to dare somepony to do. A year or two ago, she’d have thought of daring Diamond Tiara or Silver Spoon to do it, but daring Scootaloo’s mom would be just as satisfactory. And if Dizzy was put into a diaper. Sweetie knew it would amuse her and probably Scootaloo too.

Dizzy blushed she hadn't put herself in diapers since she was three and a half years old. But this was something she couldn't get out of, luckily she still had some adult foal diapers from that brief time after Scootaloo’s birth when complications from the pregnancy temporarily made her wet the bed (thankfully, she’d had surgery to correct it by the time Scootaloo was a year old). She quickly found the package she’d stored in her closet and put them on. She had to admit they were actually very comfortable. “No wonder Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle like these.” She thought. As she returned with her padded bottom.

Scootaloo looked at her mother. “Wow… that’s a huge diaper!” She said, giggling a bit, “I thought only old ponies and babies wore them!” Then she burst into a fit of laughter

Dizzy just let her daughter laugh it all out, then she spun the bottle and it landed on Scootaloo. “Truth or dare?” She asked her daughter.

“Dare!” Scootaloo immediately replied.

Dizzy opted to go with something easy. “So, you like laughing at other ponies, do you Crinkleloo? Well, I dare you to drink a full glass of water, and no bathroom breaks till the game’s done, unless you need to do number two of course. I don’t mind changing you if you make a pee-pee.” She said, trying not to smirk.

Scootaloo was shocked, why would her mother do this?! She thought about not doing it, what's the worst that could happen if she refused? But then she thought of that old nickname Apple Bloom had called her when during that sleepover at Fluttershy’s. She was NOT a chicken! Besides, Rainbow Dash would never back down from a dare, what would she think of her little sister for doing so. “Ok, fine, I’ll drink the water,” She agreed. “Just get it for me, please, Mom?” She asked politely and when her mother did, Scootaloo accepted the big cup of water. Scootaloo took the water and gulped it down fast. After finishing it, she knew she would need to use the bathroom soon, but if possible she would try her hardest to hold it. And if she couldn’t, well she could hopefully trust her mother to change her.

Sweetie Belle decided to take Scootaloo’s turn since she had completely forgotten. She spun the bottle and it landed on her orange coated friend. “Truth or dare?” She asked Scootaloo.

Against her better judgement, Scootaloo said “Dare!”.

Sweetie thought for a moment. Since Scootaloo had recently drank a huge cup of water she’d obviously need to use the potty. But Sweetie thought it would be better if Scootaloo used her diaper just once while being awake. It wasn’t like she was asking her friend to do number two in them. “Scootaloo, I dare you to use your diaper!” She said, smiling brightly. Sweetie had already done it before so she was used to it. The question was, was Scootaloo used to it?

Scootaloo almost let out a scream, but she realized now that she did indeed have to use the potty, thanks to her mother making her drink a huge cup of water. She’d get even though, as next she would be daring Sweetie Belle to do something very embarrassing… that is, if it landed on her friend (and said friend picked dare). “Okay Diaper Belle, I will,” She groaned. “But only because you're my best friend in the whole world, and I know you'd never tell anypony what we've been doing, you’re very trustworthy.” She tried calming herself as she closed her eyes, and felt the liquid from her bladder start to release into her diaper. Scootaloo was relieved to let it out, but at the same time she blushed knowing that that it had to be done in front of her mother and best friend. It made her feel like an actual foal. She didn't really know how to feel about that at first, but as the warmth sunk into her bottom she couldn't help but find that it felt oddly soothing for some reason, maybe using the diaper for peeing wasn’t such a bad thing after all?

Dizzy quickly got out a diaper and changing pad, she laid it on the floor and when Scootaloo laid down on it, she threw away the old diaper, wiped her daughter clean, and put some foal powder around Scootaloo’s bottom. Once she’d finished, she decided to put a different type of diaper on (Scootaloo’s old one had barely held together after one good soaking) a pink one that had the words ‘Little Princess’ written on them. She’d bought those a while ago as a means of possible punishment (as well as when she speculated her daughter was wetting the bed in secret but wasn't telling her), and she'd been meaning to try them out. “Aw, my wittle princess looks so cute in her brand new diapees,” She cooed, then thought it would be a great time to get her foals something to eat and drink. “You two keep playing, while Mommy gets some snacks and drinks.” She cooed, as she got up. Surprisingly, she opted not to take off her diapers.

Scootaloo waited till her mother was gone. “You’d better not tell anypony I wet myself Sweetie!” She warned her friend. “If you do, I’ll be sure to let everypony know you wet your diaper on purpose,” And spun the bottle, it landed on Sweetie. Scootaloo grinned. “OK, Sweetie Belle, truth or dare?” And she prepared herself to decide on whether she would dare Sweetie to let Scootaloo draw on her diaper, or dare Sweetie to go stick her head in the toilet for a few seconds.

But Sweetie, much to Scootaloo’s disappointment, said in reply. “Truth.”

Scootaloo sighed, so much for her hopes to get even for that diaper wetting dare. But she pushed those thoughts aside and asked her friend. “Did you tell anypony, and I mean anypony my secret for likeing… you know diapers and being treated this way?”Obviously she could trust her best friend to keep it a secret, right?

Sweetie Belle let out a nervous chuckle, “I… uh, I mean, you see, Scootaloo… Wh..why don't you ask another question? I don't feel comfortable with this one..” She said, turning away and trying not to look Scootaloo in the face.

“What?! NO! NO! NO! Sweetie Belle, you owe me after I wet that diaper for you! Now tell me, or Celestia help me, I won't be your friend anymore!” Scootaloo warned, this was starting to worry her. The only times Sweetie ever refused to say anything, was if she spilled the beans.

Sweetie could tell Scootaloo might get violent if she didn't answer. It couldn't be that bad if she confessed, right? Rarity was a trustworthy pony, she’d never tell anypony about Scootaloo’s secret love for diapers, right? Sweetie finally found the courage and let it out, “I told Rarity about your secret when I asked her if I could come over,” She confessed. “But it's not my fault, I swear! She wanted to know where I was going on such short notice and she just kept pressing.” She replied, and prepared for the worst.

Scootaloo was beyond angry, and pinned Sweetie to the ground! They were having such a fun time, and yet Sweetie had gone off and told Rarity! “So that's all I am to you?” She hissed. “We’re supposed to be friends, friends never tell other ponies secrets! What's next, you gonna tell Rainbow Dash?! Or maybe Diamond Tiara?! Oh no, you’re probably gonna tell all of ponyville my secret, you stupid marshmallow!” She angrily bellowed, and gave Sweetie a few punches to her padded bottom.

Though the diaper was protecting her from Scootaloo, Sweetie still had no way to get up or defend herself from the angered filly. She did the only thing she knew how to do and yelled “MOMMY, HELP!”

Dizzy came in and saw Sweetie Belle on the floor, crying! She looked at Scootaloo, who ran up the stairs far away from her. Dizzy would worry about Scootaloo later, right now her other foal took priority. She went over to Sweetie and checked her out, she seemed to be fine, Scootaloo hadn't really done much damage (and the diaper had absorbed the blows pretty well) but a small sore spot started to form on Sweetie's rump when the diaper was pulled back. Dizzy grabbed a bandage and put it on Sweetie as she cooed, “Give it twenty four hours and you’ll heal! You’ll probably need the diaper, just in case sitting hurts,” She said, rocking Sweetie back and forth, as her thoughts turned to Scootaloo. “What is wrong with that filly?” She wondered out loud. “Looks like Scootaloo might actually need a spanking instead of a time out,” She said in a more serious tone.

“NO! Don't give her a spanking… it's my fault that she did that!” Sweetie said, tears building up. She’d really blown it this time, this was the worst mistake she could’ve ever made, “I deserved everything I got… I did something I shouldn't of done.” She confessed.

“Whatever do you mean, Sweetie? You two are best frie-” Dizzy began, but was interrupted before she could finish.

“We were best friends, but here's the thing, I told Rarity about Scootaloo’s secret love for diapers. And after I said that she sorta got angry and started to punch me,” Sweetie explained sadly. “I guess I’m lucky that she was only hitting the diaper, but I've ruined our friendship….my trust is lost… our friendship is lost!” She started to cry again.

Dizzy knew she had to fix this, if she hadn't left the room she would've of been able to prevent this mess. “It's not your fault, Sweetie,” She said softly. “But if it makes you feel any better, I’ll go talk with her. Please wait here and rest,” She said, going upstairs (though still in her diaper, she made a mental note to take it off once this whole ordeal was straightened out). Knowing her daughter, she’d be in her room. cuddling her Rainbow Dash plushie, just like she always did when she had one of her tantrums.

Thirty minutes passed before Dizzy came downstairs carrying Scootaloo in her hooves, she had managed to talk some sense into Scootaloo (thankfully without needing to spank her). She put Scootaloo down on the floor next to Sweetie and lectured briefly but bluntly, “Now listen, Scootaloo. I know you’re upset about Sweetie’s confession, but you need to forgive her. She made a mistake and she clearly regrets it. Everypony makes mistakes, even you.”

Sweetie got up off the ground and cried into Scootaloo, giving her a hug. “Look, Scootaloo, I’m sorry I told Rarity. It was wrong of me, I admit it. I shouldn't of told her the way I did, but if I didn't I wouldn't of been able to come here and be your play date!” She squeezed Scootaloo harder. “I promise it won't happen again, and I’ll make sure I tell Rarity not to tell anypony! PLEASE FORGIVE ME!” She said in a saddened tone.

Scootaloo could see the tears in Sweetie’s face, she hadn't realized Sweetie cared for her that much. Now she started feeling sorry that she’d reacted so harshly. “Okay, I forgive you, and I’m sorry for what I did, it was wrong of me,” She apologized. “I should've gotten more info before I attacked you. Sorry for hitting you.” Sweetie accepted the apology, and slowly stopped sniffling.

Dizzy Twister was happy the two were friends again but decided now would be the best time to put her babies down for a nap (it’d give her an easy chance to take off her diaper, she wasn't sure how she was gonna explain wearing one to her husband). “Ok, you two have been though a lot today. And I think it’s time for you two to get some rest,” She softly cooed, went to the crib (which was in her room this time) and put them in it. But before she set down for a nap, she quickly changed Sweetie Belle (who had wet her diaper waiting for Scootaloo) and put her in a pink diaper with frills, just like Scootaloo’s diaper. She gave the foals a kiss on their cheeks and left the room. “Sweet dreams, my little angels.” She softly cooed.