Leon's Ponyville Adventureby Yosh-E-OChaptersChapter 1 - Leon and NixieChapter 2 - Where Am I?Chapter 3 - Awkward EncountersChapter 4 - What Makes A Baby Dragon?Chapter 5 - Fashion NonsenseChapter 6 - Hanging By A CurtainChapter 7 - Party CrashedChapter 8 - Dress UpChapter 9 - No Pony Like NixieChapter 1 - Leon and NixieKNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK Leon looked up from his playing as his caretaker, Nixy, entered into his room. “Bedtime already?” he pouted. Nixy shook her head. “No,” she cooed while using her hoof to rub upon the black-colored dragon’s head. “You still have a few more minutes.” Leon sighed with relief while gesturing with his claws for the pony caretaker to look at what he was working on. “Hmm,” Nixy playfully hummed. “That’s quite the town you’ve built.” “I know,” beamed Leon as his finned ears perked to show his glee. “It’s a pony town like the one you told me about in bedtime stories.” “Really?” she asked curiously. “Yeah!” chirped the purple-bellied dragon. “I built the Sugar Cube Corner and Golden Oaks Library, too!” Nixy gleefully took notice of how Leon had used building blocks, dress-up clothes, and construction paper to design some of the sights of Ponyville she had told him about over many a night’s bedtime story. “I’m impressed!” she commented. “I also like the giant robot that is guarding the town, too.” Leon laughed. “Everything is better with giant robots!” he proudly proclaimed. “You are indeed the clever one,” Nixie commented while nuzzling Leon with her muzzle. “Perhaps I can play with you tomorrow and make our own story of Ponyville?” “Really?” hoped Leon as his green eyes widened. “Really,” chuckled Nixie before giving the little dragon a kiss. “However, for now, it’s time to go to sleep.” “Why?” asked Leon. “I thought I still had time to play.” “Well,” shrugged Nixie while pointing her white hoof towards a wall clock that was shaped like a mecha. “It’s that time.” Leon’s fins dropped along with his head. “Hey,” Nixie perked. “The sooner you go to bed and get some sleep the sooner we can make our own Ponyville adventure!” Leon smiled again as he waddled his way towards his bed. He had nothing on but a night time diaper that made walking just a tad awkward. “You’re so cute,” cooed Nixie as she used her Unicorn magic to dim the lights, activate Leon’s special night light that displayed a starscape upon his ceiling, and position the blanket over his body. “And I should have those pajamas of yours all sewed up by tomorrow, too.” Leon blushed. “Not my fault they got all ripped up while I was playing,” he stated. Nixie chuckled as she replied, “I know. I suppose having that coat hook by the front door by the stairs isn’t such a good idea.” Leon thought back on how he had been dashing about the house in his pajamas until he took a mighty leap down the stairs that accidentally resulted in him getting caught on one of the uncovered, coat hooks. When he went to keep running, the hook did not let go until it had all of his pajamas and revealed him to be only wearing a white, disposable diaper. “Yeah,” agreed Leon. “That hook needs moved.” Nixie laughed. “I’ll get right on that after I fix those pajamas,” she said before giving Leon a kiss on the forehead. “You just get a good night’s rest and think on all the fun we’re going to have tomorrow with your amazing model of Ponyville!” “Okay,” Leon beamed while allowing his mind to slip off into all the amazing possibilities for stories he and Nixie could come up with. “Nighty-night.” The white Unicorn trotted out of Leon’s room. She then turned back, blew him a kiss, and shut his door until only a small crack remained to shine the light from the hallway inward. “Good… night…,” the little dragon yawned as his eyes gradually closed and his happy thoughts sent him into slumber land. Chapter 2 - Where Am I?“Bam, bam, bam!” cried Leon as he gleefully piloted a giant mecha against a massive, green space monster that was threatening a moon colony. “Bam, bam!” “Gwoor!” the monster roared as the missiles and lasers from Leon’s mecha drove it away from those it had intended to harm. “Yeah!” cheered Leon while hitting a button to charge the ‘Omega Cannon’ that would put the finishing touches on the threatening beast. “Noone threatens peace and harmony while I’m around!” PSHOO! BOOM! The arm-mounted, ‘Omega cannon’ unleashed a surge of yellow energy that turned the galactic threat into gelatinous goo. “Oh, yeah!” Leon cheered while pumping his fist. “I’m the-” SPLAT! Some of the goo splattered against the command unit of the little, black dragon’s robot. “Ah!” he screamed as everything went black and alerts started to signal from within his mecha. “No!” FWUMP! “Control!” shouted Leon as he sat himself straight up in his bed. “Must get…” The familiar feeling of bed sheets and a mattress quickly made the indigo-bellied, baby dragon realize his cosmic battle had been just a dream. “Not again,” he moaned. “I could’ve easily recovered from that splat, too.” Leon’s eyes continued to focus on the room. “I’m thirsty,” he said while sliding out of bed and waddling to his bedroom door. “Gonna’ get a drink.” CREEK “Huh?” he wondered as his bedroom door opened into a vast, colorful town. The sun was shining bright and ponies of all types, sizes, and colors were going about their business. “Ponies?” he wondered while stepping out into the town. A feeling of increased warmth greeting him. Leon’s first reaction was to check his diaper for the inevitable accident. However, he instead found himself dressed in baby-blue footie pajamas that had white foot pads. “Huh?” he wondered as he simultaneously heard a very audible crinkle when he felt at where his diaper would be. Further investigation revealed that he had not only footie pajamas on, but ones with a trap door that was concealing an extremely crinkly, plastic diaper. “What’s going on?” he wondered aloud. The ponies had not taken notice of him. If they had, they apparently did not think he was anything out of the ordinary. “Oh!” called a male voice from somewhere close by. Leon leapt a bit out of surprise from the sudden voice. “Oh,” the stallion chuckled. “You must be one of Spike’s friends.” “spike’s friends?” baffled Leon as he put his hand to his chin. “You must be lost,” the stallion stated. “All the guest dragons are at the Castle of Friendship.” Leon looked very puzzled. “Hey,” the orange-colored stallion said. “You look pretty young and I imagine you must have gotten separated from your parents.” “Yeah,” replied Leon with a nod. “Yeah. I got, uh, lost.” “Here,” offered the Earth Pony. “Hop on my back and I’ll take you to the big banquet that is being held in honor of our dragon guests.” “Thank you,” Leon replied upon slipping himself atop the orange stallion with a very audible crinkle before enjoying the ride off towards The Castle of Friendship. Chapter 3 - Awkward EncountersLeon couldn’t believe his eyes as he took in the sight of The Castle of Friendship. The coloring of the walls and windows reminding him of his own indigo belly and big, green eyes. “Go ahead in,” the orange stallion said. “You’re in good hooves now.” Leon felt both nervous and excited, ‘nervacited?’, as he raised his hand to knock on the door. “Coming!” cried a male voice from the other side. A moment passed until the large door opened to reveal a purple dragon with a green belly. “Oh!” he beamed. “Glad you could make it! Come in!” Leon yelped as the dragon took him by the claw and eagerly hauled him into the castle. “Have fun!” the Earth Pony called before going back to his own business. *** “I never thought so many dragons would show up!” the purple dragon cheered. “And it’s even better another dragon my age is here, too!” “Umm,” baffled Leon as he struggled to not slip or trip as he was hauled through the castle. His diaper crinkling with an audible echo as his footie pajamas glid on the smooth floor ever closer to where voices could be heard. “So what’s your name?” the eager, young dragon asked. “Leon,” the ebon dragon replied as he felt a bit uncomfortable in his current situation. “Cool!” the emerald-green, spiked dragon replied. “I’m Spike!” “Spike?” thought Leon aloud as his mind recalled his caretaker, Nixie, having mentioned something about a dragon in Ponyville who had a name just like that. POOM! “Hey, every pony!” called Spike as he burst through a large door into a giant room with a massive table occupying most of it. “We’ve got another guest and his name’s Leon!” “Hello, Leon!” greeted a number of pastel-colored ponies of all varieties along with a small grouping of dragons. One of these dragons was dressed quite fancifully and holding a scepter. “Eep…,” meaped the ebon dragon as Spike brought him closer to the group. “Welcome,” greeted a lavender-colored Unicorn who had Pegasus wings. “I’m Twilight Sparkle and we are honored to have you here for this momentous Friendship Banquet.” “Friendship Banquet?” questioned Leon. “Yeah!” cheered Spike while reaching over the table, taking a handful of bite-sized gems, and popping them into his mouth. “Princess Ember is here to help unite the ponies of Equestria with the dragons of Equestria.” “Equestria?” thought Leon as another part of what Nixie had told him about had been brought up. “Is this…?” “Spike,” grinned Twilight. “Why don’t you add our new friend to the guest list?” “Guest list,” he said while pulling a piece of parchment and a quill from seemingly out of nowhere. “Check!” “You’re name is Leon, right?” asked Twilight Sparkle. Leon nodded in agreement. “Lee…on-oh!” gasped Spike as his excitement caused him to drop the quill. “I got it,” stated Leon as he instinctively went about helping. SPLOP! POP-POP! “…,” Leon froze as he suddenly felt a bit less constricted around his backside. “Goodness!” cried a fanciful, white Unicorn. “Your wardrobe!” Leon finished picking up the quill for Spike before feeling to confirm his concern that the trap door of his pajamas had busted loose with the buttons holding it now somewhere within the banquet hall. The sound of snickering from the nearby dragons could be heard as Princss Ember approached. “I don’t think I’ve seen you before,” she said. “And I don’t know of any dragons that wear such a…,” she paused while feeling at and hearing the crinkly sounds of Leon’s diaper. “…such a garment…?” “Maybe he’s a baby dragon?” cooed a yellow Pegasus. “Yeah!” an exuberant, candy-pink pony squeaked while patting at the thick undergarment. “This is what Pound and Pumpkin wear and I would know as I’ve had to change lots-and-lots-and-lots-and-lots-and-lots-and-“ “-We get it,” a mare with a rainbow mane interjected while putting her blue hoof to the overly-energetic Earth Pony’s mouth. “Spike,” blushed Twilight upon realizing all eyes were upon their latest guest. “Perhaps you could help Leon out with his, uh, ‘wardrobe malfunction’?” “Yeah,” he nodded as he had a hard time taking his eyes off of the ornately-dressed, Princess Ember and the white Unicorn standing close by. “What did you want again?” Twilight put a hoof to her face and sighed, “My room’s closest. Just take Leon there and see if you can do anything to help him not seem so, well, exposed.” “Okay,” replied Spike while taking the ebon dragon’s hand and slowly walking him towards the doors they had come in. “We’ll get you all good in no time.” Chapter 4 - What Makes A Baby Dragon?The empty halls of The Castle of Friendship were again amplifying the sound of Leon’s diaper as he bashfully followed Spike to Twilight’s room. “So…,” fidgeted Spike in hopes of making things a bit less awkward. “Were you just hatched?” “Uh…,” blushed Leon. “Aren’t you just hatched?” The purple dragon’s green cheeks flushed red. “N-no,” he stuttered. “W-what would m-make you think t-that?” Leon felt better now that he had spike talking. “We’re the same size,” he stated. “Why aren’t you wearing a diaper?” Spike meeped as he felt himself jolt with embarrassment. “Diapers!” he unwillingly cried. “I haven’t worn diapers in years!” “Aren’t you a baby dragon, too?” pursued the pastel-blue, pajama wearing dragon. Spike’s ear fins drooped as he looked towards the ground in search of an answer. “I am a baby dragon,” he replied. “But, I haven’t needed diapers in years.” “Your mommy must really have worked hard to potty train you,” awed Leon. “My caretaker, Nixie, says I will do it when I’m ready.” “And you’re not ready?” wondered Spike. The ebon dragon shook his head. “Nope!” he announced. “Not ready for all that responsibility yet.” Spike sighed. “Responsibility….,” he puffed while continuing to look down at his feet as they walked. “Is that dragon in all the armor with the cool staff your mom?” asked Leon. Spike stopped and gulped. “No!” he exclaimed. “She’s the Dragon Lord.” “Oh!” beamed Leon. “does that mean that Unicorn-Pegasus is your caretaker?” “Caretaker?” questioned Spike as his green cheeks had now fully become beet red. “I don’t need a caretaker. She’s Twilight Sparkle and she hatched me from my egg.” “Huh?” wondered Leon. “Ponies can lay dragon eggs?” “Uh…,” fidgeted Spike. “Not exactly.” “Ooh!” Leon announced with a big smile. “How about we go to your room? I bet you have lots of toys in your room we could play with!” “But Twilight said,-” “-Nixie says baby dragons need their fun!” interrupted Leon with enthusiasm. “Maybe we can find you a diaper and some comfy jammies so you don’t need to worry about having to stop playing?” “Eep,” gasped Spike. “I don’t need diapers. I’m not a baby. Or, at least, not that kind of baby.” Leon was puzzled. “You’re a baby dragon,” he said. “You should not grow up so fast. Nixie says growing up too fast isn’t good for us dragons.” “Growing up too fast?” wondered Spike. “Yeah,” pursued Leon. “You think I’m growing up too fast?” Leon beamed upon feeling he was teaching his new friend just as Nixie taught him. “Yeah,” Leon said while wrapping an arm around the purple dragon while placing the claw of the other in his mouth. “Maybe you can come with me and be raised by Nixie, too?” Spike said nothing. Leon removed his claw from his mouth with a pop. “You don’t even suck your claw?” he asked with disbelief. “N-no,” Spike sputtered as he started to break into a cold sweat. “Yoo-hoo!” a voice called out from close behind the pair. Spike felt his heart skip a beat as he knew exactly who was behind them. “Ra-Ra-Rarity…,” he choked. “D’aww,” the white Unicorn cooed as she trotted in front of the boys. “You truly are too adorable, Spikey-Pooh!” Leon watched as Rarity took her front hooves and pinched at Spike’s rosey cheeks and cooed. “You should be Spike’s caretaker,” he said. “Wha?” she blushed while turning her attention towards the black, baby dragon. “Oh, no, darling. Spike’s lives here with Twilight.” “So Twilight is his caretaker?” pursued Leon. “Well…,” pondered Rarity. “I suppose… maybe… yes?” “She’s a friend,” stated Spike. “We’re friends and I’m her number one assistant.” “And your naked,” added Leon. “And need a diaper like all good, baby dragons.” Rarity faced Spike and looked him over. “You know,” cooed Rarity. “You would look totally adorable in a diaper, Spike. Or, perhaps a nice bonnet? Maybe a bonnet, shirt, and-” “No!” he snapped. “I don’t need diapers!” before releasing a growl of frustration and storming off in a waddle-like tantrum. “He walks like he needs diapers?” Leon thought aloud. “Hmm,” wondered Rarity. “I hope my Spikey-Wikey is okay.” “He just needs a nice pony to take care of him,” stated Leon. “I think you’d be that nice pony.” Rarity blushed. “Well,” she chuckled bashfully. “I’m actually here to help you with your wardrobe.” “Huh?” asked Leon. However, Rarity had already grabbed him with her magic and starting dashing with him down the hall before giving, or choosing not to give, an answer. Chapter 5 - Fashion Nonsense“Ms. Rarity?” asked Leon as the Unicorn with the fanciful, purple mane seemed to sing-song herself about the private room she had found to work her magic in. “Ooh!” she seemed to respond. “Just a moment, darling. Ms. Rarity has it all under control.” Leon doubted her words as he felt she had sang that same reply to him numerous times already. “I wish Nixie was here,” he pouted while resting in just his diaper upon a twin-sized bed. It all happened so fast. Rarity magically flew him into the room, stripped off his powder-blue pajamas, and awed over the ‘unique’ fabric that made up Leon’s disposable diaper. He had tried to tell her not to stare at his diaper as it was rude to not look someone in the face, but she did so anyway as she felt about the leggings, straps, and crinkly contours of the garment. This was extremely embarrassing as Nixie never made such a deal over his diapers. A diaper was a diaper so long as it was comfortable and did its job. However, Rarity just couldn’t help but giggle and poke as she tried to make out how it was made and whether some of its design could be of some use in a future fashion project. It wasn’t until she happened to see Leon’s blushing face that she tore her attention away long enough to coo and rub at his indigo tummy before going into creative tunnel-vision mode. “Me… No, no, no… This… Yes!” Rarity said while humming about the room. “This won’t do… I wonder if Spike…?” “I’ve got to get out of here,” the ebon dragon decided while sitting himself up. FWA-POOM “Stay still, darling,” the frantic white Unicorn insisted while pinning Leon down to the bed so she could get his measurements. “Hey!” he cried while Rarity used her magic to keep him in place while she used her hooves to stretch measuring tape from the top of his head to the tips of his toes. “Yes…,” she said while pressing into Leon’s diaper. “Got to adjust for this… Or… Of course!” Leon breathed deep as Rarity released her firm hold upon him. His diaper still crinkling a bit from how hard she had pressed into it to see how she’d work around it. “Ms. Rarity!” he called. “Thanks and all, but I need to go home!” “Just a moment,” she sing-songed. “I’m out of here!” he proclaimed while rising from the bed and turning to slip off of it. FWISH “Ah!” he cried as a powder-blue colored dress that featured white frills was magically presented before him. “Perfect!” cheered Rarity. “The perfect dress to keep you all comfy with that bulky diaper of yours!” “No way!” Leon spat while making a dash for the door. “wait!” the fashion-focused Unicorn called. “You need to look proper for the banquet, darling!” “No!” defied Leon while he opened the door. “Ah!” screamed Spike who had just happened upon the room where all the commotion was going on. “Yipes!” jolted Leon upon seeing Spike upon opening the door. “Come back here, darling!” called Rarity. “You’re not dressed yet!” “What’s going on-” “-No time!” interrupted Leon while taking hold of the purple dragon’s claw and running at full force. “We got to get out of here!” Chapter 6 - Hanging By A CurtainChapter 6 - Hanging By A Curtain “…I think we lost her,” panted Leon upon feeling his little legs could run no more. “What’s going on?” asked Spike. “That Unicorn is crazy!” proclaimed Leon. “She was trying to put me in a dress!” “Hey!” Spike snapped. “Don’t talk about rarity like that.” “Is it normal for boys to wear dresses here?” asked Leon. “Why aren’t you wearing one?” Spike looked around as he felt himself being embarrassed by the ebon-colored dragon. “Not so loud,” he said. “And I do help Rarity with her clothes… sometimes.” “Well,” huffed Leon. “Nixie doesn’t make me play dress-up unless it is something I want to do.” There was a brief pause. The silence bringing to Leon and Spike’s attention that they were now a level above the banquet hall. “Hmm,” wondered Spike while pulling aside a curtain that had been draped down to provide more privacy for the festive event. “I need to get back down there or Twilight and Princess Ember are going to be really mad.” “Why?” asked Leon while peeking through the curtain alongside Spike. “Because it is my responsibility,” he stated. “There’s that word again,” moaned Leon. “You’re a baby dragon and baby dragon’s don’t have responsibilities.” “This one does,” Spike replied proudly. “Wait,” said Leon. “Something seems wrong with that chandelier.” “Huh?” Spike baffled. “It’s loose,” Leon added while pointing towards two loose chains. “It could fall down on everyone at any moment!” Spike gulped. “Oh, no!” he gasped. “We need to tell Twilight!” “No time!” proclaimed Leon. “It’s up to us to fix this and save the day without scaring anyone!” “And how do we do that?” asked Spike nervously. Leon looked about until he realized that the curtain covering the balcony above the banquet hall was actually a series of curtains with individual rods. “I got it!” he announced while running to the other end of the overlook, tearing down a curtain and its curtain rod, and beginning to rip and tie together the curtain itself into a makeshift rope. “Hey!” worried Spike. “I’m going to get into big trouble for that!” “Saving the day?” wondered Leon. “No way!” “Yes way!” Spike angrily replied. “Twilight will punish me by not letting me have any gems. Or, worse, making me have to reshelve the castle library!” Leon paid no attention as he finished binding a series of hooks from the curtain together to make a larger hook that was at one end of the makeshift rope with the curtain rod itself tied firmly at the other. “Here!” he told Spike while handing him the curtain rod before slipping the large hook he made above the tail hole in his diaper and checking it for a firm hold. “You just hold tight and gradually unravel the rope so I can go down and fix those chains!” “What?” wondered Spike while shaking his head. “That’s a really bad-” “-Let’s do it!” shouted Leon as he leapt onto the railing and started to slip down towards the chandelier. “Ungh!” groaned spike while he felt his arm muscles being put to the test as he felt himself being dragged to the railing’s edge. “Who does this guy think he is?” strained Spike through gritted teeth. “Almost there!” Leon called back to Spike. “Just a bit further!” KSSHHH CLICK-TING “Got the one!” cheered Leon to Spike. “Now move me over towards the other unfastened chain!” Spike felt he had no choice but to comply. He didn’t want Leon to get hurt and it did seem like the baby dragon knew what he was doing. KSSHHH CLICK-TING “All good!” called Leon. “Told you we could-” RRR-SNAP “Whoah!” cried Spike as the tail-hole tape on the back of Leon’s diaper tore open and caused the baby dragon to grab for the makeshift curtain rope. However, all this did was quickly unravel what was left holding the curtain rope to the curtain rod. “Oof!” gasped Spike as he fell on his backside while the curtain rod flew over his head. “Leon!” “Whoah!” was all Spike heard as the ebon dragon fell with the unwraveling curtain towards the floor of the banquet hall. Chapter 7 - Party CrashedFWA-POOMF “Did any pony just hear something?” asked Twilight as her ears perked. “Aside from our rowdy guests?” asked Rarity while gazing towards the group of dragons that were being quite unruly in their introductions with the rest of the pony attendees. “Has anyone seen Spike?” Princess Ember asked impatiently. “I’m only here because the little guy asked me to come to this ‘Friendship Banquet’. If he doesn’t get back here in a few minutes I’m leaving.” “Ember…,” trailed Twilight in an attempt to calm things down. “Spike was looking for that baby dragon that came with you.” “I didn’t bring a baby dragon,” she replied. “Don’t have time for them and I’m no mom.” Twilight turned to Rarity. “Perhaps you could do another search?” she whispered. “Take Fluttershy with you, too.” *** “Saved by the diaper,” sighed Leon as he found what impact from the gradual descent being largely absorbed by his thick, crinkly padding. “Now to get out of here.” The baby ebon dragon took to his feet and felt his diaper sticking to his backside like packaging tape on a shipment of new toys that Nixie would order for him. “No time to worry about that,” he said while doing his best to remain unseen. There was the bright-yellow mare he met earlier near the wall he was shimmying against, but she seemed like she was trying to focus on something completely different than the banquet. “I tried,” he heard the mare with the pink mane and tail whisper. “I… just… don’t… like… dragons…” “Huh?” wondered Leon as his ear fins perked to hear her whispers. “Nixie always told me ponies love dragons.” “Fluttershy!” called rarity. “Would you be a dear and-” Rarity gasped as she noticed the white of Leon’s diaper clashing against the wall behind Fluttershy. “There you are!” she cheered while running past Flutters to take hold of the indigo-bellied dragon. “That diaper of yours truly clashes with the castle. Let’s go fix that and go find Spike while we’re at it?” “Do I have a-” YOINK “-Come along,” she stated with no regard to what the baby dragon was sayingwhile she used her magic to lift him into the air. “No time to waste.” “Umm,” hummed Fluttershy. “Mind if I help you, Rarity?” “Not at all, dear,” she replied. “We need to find out where Spike is and I’m sure you could help with that while I take care of our special guest.” Fluttershy smiled. “I can do that,” she said. “Baby dragons are fine. It’s, uh, non baby dragons I, umm, don’t handle so well.” *** Spike had done his best to hurry back down to the banquet hall to see if Leon was okay. “This is turning into a total disaster!” he panicked. KRA-FOOM “Ah!” he shouted with a jump as the doors to the banquet hall opened with Rarity and Fluttershy making their way out with Leon being magically levitated onto Rarity’s back. “Spike!” cheered Rarity. “There you are!” “Is everything okay?” the purple dragon asked. “Well…,” trailed Fluttershy. “What Fluttershy is trying to say is that Princess Ember is getting upset without you there,” stated Rarity. “Best get in there while I fix your friend here.” “So he’s okay?” hoped Spike. “He will be once he gets proper dress for the occasion.” The volume in the banquet hall got louder as the group talked. “Best get going, Spikey-Boo,” said Rarity. “Don’t want our guests to get too unruly.” “Right!” saluted Spike before charging into the banquet hall. “Is it still okay if I join you?” asked Fluttershy nervously. “Of course, darling,” the white Unicorn replied. “Perhaps you can help keep her calm while I get the proper attire for a dapper, diapered dragon like this?” “I can do that,” grinned Fluttershy while cooing up at the ebon baby dragon. “You’re such a sweet baby.” Leon blushed as the yellow Pegasus kept giving him baby talk all the way to where Rarity had the room prepared for his next dress-up adventure. Chapter 8 - Dress UpLeon sighed as he was brought back to the room that Rarity had stripped him down earlier in. “Can’t I just go home?” he pouted. “Nixie must be wondering where I’ve gone and I want to go back to her.” “Trixie?” gasped Rarity. “You know her?” The ebon dragon stomped his foot. “No!” he cried. “Nixie! Nixie! She’s the most caring and wonderful Unicorn in the whole wide world!” Fluttershy and Rarity looked at each other. “I didn’t know Trixie was friends with dragons,” said the yellow Pegasus. “I didn’t know anyone was friends with her besides Starlight,” mumbled Rarity. Leon felt tears form in his eyes from frustration. “Aww,” cooed Fluttershy as she walked behind the sad, black dragon. “Everything’s going to be okay.” FUMP “Oh!” gasped Rarity as Leon’s diaper finally lost its hold on his rump and consequently fell with a plop to the floor. “Oh, my,” blushed Fluttershy as she used her tail to cover up the blushing dragon’s groin. “Don’t worry. No pony’s looking.” Leon stuck his claw into his mouth and sucked on it as he felt himself grow more-and-more uncomfortable. “No worries, darling,” assured Rarity. “I’ve got just the thing.” TING FOOM WHISH PUMPF Leon felt himself lifted into the air, glid over to the bed, and placed down upon it. “No!” protested Leon. “Leave me alone! I want Nixie! Nixie!” “Poor baby,” pouted Fluttershy as she went to Leon’s sideand started to nuzzle him. “Everything’s okay. Trixie is actually back in the banquet hall and waiting for you to get all dressed by nice, Ms. Rarity.” “That’s right,” replied the white Unicorn. “The sooner we get you dressed the sooner you can be with, uh, Trixie.” More tears streamed out of Leon’s eyes as he felt so unable to do anything except be at these ponies’ mercy. Rarity hummed while Fluttershy soothed the baby dragon as best she could. As she hummed, the fashion-focussed Unicorn took a piece of thick, purple fabric, folded it into a thicker triangle shape, and used her magic to slide it under Leon’s rump before pulling the bottom up over his groin and bringing the edges together to meet the more centrally placed piece. “One here…,” she said while using her magic to levitate some small jewels towards where each point of the folded fabric triangle had all met at Leon’s middle. “And done!” Leon looked to see he was in a very makeshift cloth diaper that had been pinned with the use of a safety pin that had gems adourning it. “The gems help make that gaudy pin not so tacky,” remarked Rarity. “It looks wonderful,” complimented Fluttershy. “Okay,” said Leon while slipping off the bed. “Now I’m out of-” FWIP “-Perfect!” cheered Rarity as she got the powder-blue frilly dress on the ebon dragon. It wasn’t quite his size and did next to nothing to hide the makeshift diaper Rarity had slipped upon him. “I’m not a girl!” he snapped. “But you look so adorable!” cooed Rarity. “We really should get back to the banquet,” stated Fluttershy. “We don’t want him to miss seeing Trixie and the other dragons.” Leon lowered his head in defeat. He was in a less-than-comfortable diaper, wearing a dress, and hearing two ponies not only get his gender wrong, but also the name of his beloved caretaker. “Come along,” said Rarity while levitating Leon onto her back. “Let’s get back to the party.” Chapter 9 - No Pony Like Nixie“Why so sad?” asked Fluttershy while noticing Leon had his head drooped down and his claw in his mouth. “Mmph,” he groaned as Rarity neared the entrance to the banquet hall. “Perhaps he needs a nap?” Fluttershy suggested. “I suppose we could ask Trixie,” Rarity said with reservation. “He seems to know her, after all.” SPLOP! “Nixie!” he cried while removing his claw from his mouth. “Nixie! ‘N’ ‘I’ ‘X’ ‘I’ ‘E’!” “Well,” shrugged Rarity. “No need to get all huffy.” “I’m leaving!” cried Leon while slipping from the white Unicorn’s back and beginning to dart away. SHING FWOOSH KA-THUNK Leon barely made it a few feet down the hall when Rarity’s magic grabbed him and drew him not only back to the pair of mares, but through the banquet door. KA-THUNK “Eep!” he squeaked as he was now front-and-center before the guests who all were turning there attention towards where he had made his unwanted entrance. “Dragons no wear dresses!” cried one of the draconic guests. “What’s that odd thing around his waist?” another scaled attendee loudly questioned. “Gems are for eating or hoarding. Not for filly-frilly froo-froo pony clothes.” Leon’s faced flushed deep red as the draconic guests remarked on his attire. KA-BOOF BOOF “We’re here!” cheered Rarity. “And doesn’t our little dragon just look amazing?” As the eyes all faced him, Leon did his best to cover up the violet-colored diaper that had jewels across its safety pin. “The little guy doesn’t seem so comfortable,” Fluttershy lightly remarked. “Pish-Posh!” retorted the white Unicorn. “Every pony here is just too astounded by my ability to make fashion in a flash that they can’t help but look at what my beyond amazing fashion ability was able to whip up to salvage her wardrobe.” Leon wanted to try to let Rarity know he wasn’t a girl, but it seemed almost pointless. “I just want to go home,” he pouted as attendees of the banquet decided to make their way towards him. “No, no, no!” he cried while closing his eyes and waving his hands. “Leave me alone!” The ebon dragon with the indigo belly turned and charged for the banquet door. CLICK-POOM “Leon?” wondered a familiar voice. “Are you okay?” The baby dragon stopped and opened his clenched eyes to find himself not in the Castle of Friendship, but in the hallway of his home. “Leon!” cried Nixie. “Did you have a bad dream?” “Dream?” he wondered as he felt the familiar texture of his home’s carpet beneath his toes. The warmth of Nixie’s presence could be filled all around instead of the vast space and cold floor of the place he once was. “A… dream?” “Oh, sweetie,” cooed Nixie as she came over and kissed Leon on the cheek. “Tell me all about it. I’ll make it all better.” Leon sighed as his mind registered how he most definitely was no longer in the Castle of Friendship being chased after by ponies and taunted by dragons he had never met in his life. The Spike dragon was nice, but definitely confused him for not having worn any clothes. In particularly being a baby dragon without a diaper. “Nixie?” he asked. “Baby dragons wear diapers and don’t have grown-up responsibilities, right?” Nixie chuckled while rubbing her hoof along her charge’s back. “Of course not, sweetie,” she replied. “Nixie is here to make sure you don’t need to worry about icky, grown-up stuff until you are good and ready to do so.” Leon thought to ask about Spike, but figured now wasn’t the time. He was more consumed in feeling the warmth and love of his caretaker. “Oh!” stated the white Unicorn caretaker as her hand came upon where Leon’s diapered region was with her hoof. “What’s this?” “What’s what?” he wondered. Both he and Nixie looked to his protected mid-section to see a violet colored fabric held together with a jewel encrusted safety pin covering his waist. “Did you make that?” asked Nixie. “Am I going to find a dirty diaper laying somewhere in your room, sweetie?” Leon gulped as a thought crossed his mind. “Maybe…,” he gulped while putting his claw into his mouth and suckling. “It wasn’t a dream after all?”
Chapter 1 - Leon and NixieKNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK Leon looked up from his playing as his caretaker, Nixy, entered into his room. “Bedtime already?” he pouted. Nixy shook her head. “No,” she cooed while using her hoof to rub upon the black-colored dragon’s head. “You still have a few more minutes.” Leon sighed with relief while gesturing with his claws for the pony caretaker to look at what he was working on. “Hmm,” Nixy playfully hummed. “That’s quite the town you’ve built.” “I know,” beamed Leon as his finned ears perked to show his glee. “It’s a pony town like the one you told me about in bedtime stories.” “Really?” she asked curiously. “Yeah!” chirped the purple-bellied dragon. “I built the Sugar Cube Corner and Golden Oaks Library, too!” Nixy gleefully took notice of how Leon had used building blocks, dress-up clothes, and construction paper to design some of the sights of Ponyville she had told him about over many a night’s bedtime story. “I’m impressed!” she commented. “I also like the giant robot that is guarding the town, too.” Leon laughed. “Everything is better with giant robots!” he proudly proclaimed. “You are indeed the clever one,” Nixie commented while nuzzling Leon with her muzzle. “Perhaps I can play with you tomorrow and make our own story of Ponyville?” “Really?” hoped Leon as his green eyes widened. “Really,” chuckled Nixie before giving the little dragon a kiss. “However, for now, it’s time to go to sleep.” “Why?” asked Leon. “I thought I still had time to play.” “Well,” shrugged Nixie while pointing her white hoof towards a wall clock that was shaped like a mecha. “It’s that time.” Leon’s fins dropped along with his head. “Hey,” Nixie perked. “The sooner you go to bed and get some sleep the sooner we can make our own Ponyville adventure!” Leon smiled again as he waddled his way towards his bed. He had nothing on but a night time diaper that made walking just a tad awkward. “You’re so cute,” cooed Nixie as she used her Unicorn magic to dim the lights, activate Leon’s special night light that displayed a starscape upon his ceiling, and position the blanket over his body. “And I should have those pajamas of yours all sewed up by tomorrow, too.” Leon blushed. “Not my fault they got all ripped up while I was playing,” he stated. Nixie chuckled as she replied, “I know. I suppose having that coat hook by the front door by the stairs isn’t such a good idea.” Leon thought back on how he had been dashing about the house in his pajamas until he took a mighty leap down the stairs that accidentally resulted in him getting caught on one of the uncovered, coat hooks. When he went to keep running, the hook did not let go until it had all of his pajamas and revealed him to be only wearing a white, disposable diaper. “Yeah,” agreed Leon. “That hook needs moved.” Nixie laughed. “I’ll get right on that after I fix those pajamas,” she said before giving Leon a kiss on the forehead. “You just get a good night’s rest and think on all the fun we’re going to have tomorrow with your amazing model of Ponyville!” “Okay,” Leon beamed while allowing his mind to slip off into all the amazing possibilities for stories he and Nixie could come up with. “Nighty-night.” The white Unicorn trotted out of Leon’s room. She then turned back, blew him a kiss, and shut his door until only a small crack remained to shine the light from the hallway inward. “Good… night…,” the little dragon yawned as his eyes gradually closed and his happy thoughts sent him into slumber land.
Chapter 2 - Where Am I?“Bam, bam, bam!” cried Leon as he gleefully piloted a giant mecha against a massive, green space monster that was threatening a moon colony. “Bam, bam!” “Gwoor!” the monster roared as the missiles and lasers from Leon’s mecha drove it away from those it had intended to harm. “Yeah!” cheered Leon while hitting a button to charge the ‘Omega Cannon’ that would put the finishing touches on the threatening beast. “Noone threatens peace and harmony while I’m around!” PSHOO! BOOM! The arm-mounted, ‘Omega cannon’ unleashed a surge of yellow energy that turned the galactic threat into gelatinous goo. “Oh, yeah!” Leon cheered while pumping his fist. “I’m the-” SPLAT! Some of the goo splattered against the command unit of the little, black dragon’s robot. “Ah!” he screamed as everything went black and alerts started to signal from within his mecha. “No!” FWUMP! “Control!” shouted Leon as he sat himself straight up in his bed. “Must get…” The familiar feeling of bed sheets and a mattress quickly made the indigo-bellied, baby dragon realize his cosmic battle had been just a dream. “Not again,” he moaned. “I could’ve easily recovered from that splat, too.” Leon’s eyes continued to focus on the room. “I’m thirsty,” he said while sliding out of bed and waddling to his bedroom door. “Gonna’ get a drink.” CREEK “Huh?” he wondered as his bedroom door opened into a vast, colorful town. The sun was shining bright and ponies of all types, sizes, and colors were going about their business. “Ponies?” he wondered while stepping out into the town. A feeling of increased warmth greeting him. Leon’s first reaction was to check his diaper for the inevitable accident. However, he instead found himself dressed in baby-blue footie pajamas that had white foot pads. “Huh?” he wondered as he simultaneously heard a very audible crinkle when he felt at where his diaper would be. Further investigation revealed that he had not only footie pajamas on, but ones with a trap door that was concealing an extremely crinkly, plastic diaper. “What’s going on?” he wondered aloud. The ponies had not taken notice of him. If they had, they apparently did not think he was anything out of the ordinary. “Oh!” called a male voice from somewhere close by. Leon leapt a bit out of surprise from the sudden voice. “Oh,” the stallion chuckled. “You must be one of Spike’s friends.” “spike’s friends?” baffled Leon as he put his hand to his chin. “You must be lost,” the stallion stated. “All the guest dragons are at the Castle of Friendship.” Leon looked very puzzled. “Hey,” the orange-colored stallion said. “You look pretty young and I imagine you must have gotten separated from your parents.” “Yeah,” replied Leon with a nod. “Yeah. I got, uh, lost.” “Here,” offered the Earth Pony. “Hop on my back and I’ll take you to the big banquet that is being held in honor of our dragon guests.” “Thank you,” Leon replied upon slipping himself atop the orange stallion with a very audible crinkle before enjoying the ride off towards The Castle of Friendship.
Chapter 3 - Awkward EncountersLeon couldn’t believe his eyes as he took in the sight of The Castle of Friendship. The coloring of the walls and windows reminding him of his own indigo belly and big, green eyes. “Go ahead in,” the orange stallion said. “You’re in good hooves now.” Leon felt both nervous and excited, ‘nervacited?’, as he raised his hand to knock on the door. “Coming!” cried a male voice from the other side. A moment passed until the large door opened to reveal a purple dragon with a green belly. “Oh!” he beamed. “Glad you could make it! Come in!” Leon yelped as the dragon took him by the claw and eagerly hauled him into the castle. “Have fun!” the Earth Pony called before going back to his own business. *** “I never thought so many dragons would show up!” the purple dragon cheered. “And it’s even better another dragon my age is here, too!” “Umm,” baffled Leon as he struggled to not slip or trip as he was hauled through the castle. His diaper crinkling with an audible echo as his footie pajamas glid on the smooth floor ever closer to where voices could be heard. “So what’s your name?” the eager, young dragon asked. “Leon,” the ebon dragon replied as he felt a bit uncomfortable in his current situation. “Cool!” the emerald-green, spiked dragon replied. “I’m Spike!” “Spike?” thought Leon aloud as his mind recalled his caretaker, Nixie, having mentioned something about a dragon in Ponyville who had a name just like that. POOM! “Hey, every pony!” called Spike as he burst through a large door into a giant room with a massive table occupying most of it. “We’ve got another guest and his name’s Leon!” “Hello, Leon!” greeted a number of pastel-colored ponies of all varieties along with a small grouping of dragons. One of these dragons was dressed quite fancifully and holding a scepter. “Eep…,” meaped the ebon dragon as Spike brought him closer to the group. “Welcome,” greeted a lavender-colored Unicorn who had Pegasus wings. “I’m Twilight Sparkle and we are honored to have you here for this momentous Friendship Banquet.” “Friendship Banquet?” questioned Leon. “Yeah!” cheered Spike while reaching over the table, taking a handful of bite-sized gems, and popping them into his mouth. “Princess Ember is here to help unite the ponies of Equestria with the dragons of Equestria.” “Equestria?” thought Leon as another part of what Nixie had told him about had been brought up. “Is this…?” “Spike,” grinned Twilight. “Why don’t you add our new friend to the guest list?” “Guest list,” he said while pulling a piece of parchment and a quill from seemingly out of nowhere. “Check!” “You’re name is Leon, right?” asked Twilight Sparkle. Leon nodded in agreement. “Lee…on-oh!” gasped Spike as his excitement caused him to drop the quill. “I got it,” stated Leon as he instinctively went about helping. SPLOP! POP-POP! “…,” Leon froze as he suddenly felt a bit less constricted around his backside. “Goodness!” cried a fanciful, white Unicorn. “Your wardrobe!” Leon finished picking up the quill for Spike before feeling to confirm his concern that the trap door of his pajamas had busted loose with the buttons holding it now somewhere within the banquet hall. The sound of snickering from the nearby dragons could be heard as Princss Ember approached. “I don’t think I’ve seen you before,” she said. “And I don’t know of any dragons that wear such a…,” she paused while feeling at and hearing the crinkly sounds of Leon’s diaper. “…such a garment…?” “Maybe he’s a baby dragon?” cooed a yellow Pegasus. “Yeah!” an exuberant, candy-pink pony squeaked while patting at the thick undergarment. “This is what Pound and Pumpkin wear and I would know as I’ve had to change lots-and-lots-and-lots-and-lots-and-lots-and-“ “-We get it,” a mare with a rainbow mane interjected while putting her blue hoof to the overly-energetic Earth Pony’s mouth. “Spike,” blushed Twilight upon realizing all eyes were upon their latest guest. “Perhaps you could help Leon out with his, uh, ‘wardrobe malfunction’?” “Yeah,” he nodded as he had a hard time taking his eyes off of the ornately-dressed, Princess Ember and the white Unicorn standing close by. “What did you want again?” Twilight put a hoof to her face and sighed, “My room’s closest. Just take Leon there and see if you can do anything to help him not seem so, well, exposed.” “Okay,” replied Spike while taking the ebon dragon’s hand and slowly walking him towards the doors they had come in. “We’ll get you all good in no time.”
Chapter 4 - What Makes A Baby Dragon?The empty halls of The Castle of Friendship were again amplifying the sound of Leon’s diaper as he bashfully followed Spike to Twilight’s room. “So…,” fidgeted Spike in hopes of making things a bit less awkward. “Were you just hatched?” “Uh…,” blushed Leon. “Aren’t you just hatched?” The purple dragon’s green cheeks flushed red. “N-no,” he stuttered. “W-what would m-make you think t-that?” Leon felt better now that he had spike talking. “We’re the same size,” he stated. “Why aren’t you wearing a diaper?” Spike meeped as he felt himself jolt with embarrassment. “Diapers!” he unwillingly cried. “I haven’t worn diapers in years!” “Aren’t you a baby dragon, too?” pursued the pastel-blue, pajama wearing dragon. Spike’s ear fins drooped as he looked towards the ground in search of an answer. “I am a baby dragon,” he replied. “But, I haven’t needed diapers in years.” “Your mommy must really have worked hard to potty train you,” awed Leon. “My caretaker, Nixie, says I will do it when I’m ready.” “And you’re not ready?” wondered Spike. The ebon dragon shook his head. “Nope!” he announced. “Not ready for all that responsibility yet.” Spike sighed. “Responsibility….,” he puffed while continuing to look down at his feet as they walked. “Is that dragon in all the armor with the cool staff your mom?” asked Leon. Spike stopped and gulped. “No!” he exclaimed. “She’s the Dragon Lord.” “Oh!” beamed Leon. “does that mean that Unicorn-Pegasus is your caretaker?” “Caretaker?” questioned Spike as his green cheeks had now fully become beet red. “I don’t need a caretaker. She’s Twilight Sparkle and she hatched me from my egg.” “Huh?” wondered Leon. “Ponies can lay dragon eggs?” “Uh…,” fidgeted Spike. “Not exactly.” “Ooh!” Leon announced with a big smile. “How about we go to your room? I bet you have lots of toys in your room we could play with!” “But Twilight said,-” “-Nixie says baby dragons need their fun!” interrupted Leon with enthusiasm. “Maybe we can find you a diaper and some comfy jammies so you don’t need to worry about having to stop playing?” “Eep,” gasped Spike. “I don’t need diapers. I’m not a baby. Or, at least, not that kind of baby.” Leon was puzzled. “You’re a baby dragon,” he said. “You should not grow up so fast. Nixie says growing up too fast isn’t good for us dragons.” “Growing up too fast?” wondered Spike. “Yeah,” pursued Leon. “You think I’m growing up too fast?” Leon beamed upon feeling he was teaching his new friend just as Nixie taught him. “Yeah,” Leon said while wrapping an arm around the purple dragon while placing the claw of the other in his mouth. “Maybe you can come with me and be raised by Nixie, too?” Spike said nothing. Leon removed his claw from his mouth with a pop. “You don’t even suck your claw?” he asked with disbelief. “N-no,” Spike sputtered as he started to break into a cold sweat. “Yoo-hoo!” a voice called out from close behind the pair. Spike felt his heart skip a beat as he knew exactly who was behind them. “Ra-Ra-Rarity…,” he choked. “D’aww,” the white Unicorn cooed as she trotted in front of the boys. “You truly are too adorable, Spikey-Pooh!” Leon watched as Rarity took her front hooves and pinched at Spike’s rosey cheeks and cooed. “You should be Spike’s caretaker,” he said. “Wha?” she blushed while turning her attention towards the black, baby dragon. “Oh, no, darling. Spike’s lives here with Twilight.” “So Twilight is his caretaker?” pursued Leon. “Well…,” pondered Rarity. “I suppose… maybe… yes?” “She’s a friend,” stated Spike. “We’re friends and I’m her number one assistant.” “And your naked,” added Leon. “And need a diaper like all good, baby dragons.” Rarity faced Spike and looked him over. “You know,” cooed Rarity. “You would look totally adorable in a diaper, Spike. Or, perhaps a nice bonnet? Maybe a bonnet, shirt, and-” “No!” he snapped. “I don’t need diapers!” before releasing a growl of frustration and storming off in a waddle-like tantrum. “He walks like he needs diapers?” Leon thought aloud. “Hmm,” wondered Rarity. “I hope my Spikey-Wikey is okay.” “He just needs a nice pony to take care of him,” stated Leon. “I think you’d be that nice pony.” Rarity blushed. “Well,” she chuckled bashfully. “I’m actually here to help you with your wardrobe.” “Huh?” asked Leon. However, Rarity had already grabbed him with her magic and starting dashing with him down the hall before giving, or choosing not to give, an answer.
Chapter 5 - Fashion Nonsense“Ms. Rarity?” asked Leon as the Unicorn with the fanciful, purple mane seemed to sing-song herself about the private room she had found to work her magic in. “Ooh!” she seemed to respond. “Just a moment, darling. Ms. Rarity has it all under control.” Leon doubted her words as he felt she had sang that same reply to him numerous times already. “I wish Nixie was here,” he pouted while resting in just his diaper upon a twin-sized bed. It all happened so fast. Rarity magically flew him into the room, stripped off his powder-blue pajamas, and awed over the ‘unique’ fabric that made up Leon’s disposable diaper. He had tried to tell her not to stare at his diaper as it was rude to not look someone in the face, but she did so anyway as she felt about the leggings, straps, and crinkly contours of the garment. This was extremely embarrassing as Nixie never made such a deal over his diapers. A diaper was a diaper so long as it was comfortable and did its job. However, Rarity just couldn’t help but giggle and poke as she tried to make out how it was made and whether some of its design could be of some use in a future fashion project. It wasn’t until she happened to see Leon’s blushing face that she tore her attention away long enough to coo and rub at his indigo tummy before going into creative tunnel-vision mode. “Me… No, no, no… This… Yes!” Rarity said while humming about the room. “This won’t do… I wonder if Spike…?” “I’ve got to get out of here,” the ebon dragon decided while sitting himself up. FWA-POOM “Stay still, darling,” the frantic white Unicorn insisted while pinning Leon down to the bed so she could get his measurements. “Hey!” he cried while Rarity used her magic to keep him in place while she used her hooves to stretch measuring tape from the top of his head to the tips of his toes. “Yes…,” she said while pressing into Leon’s diaper. “Got to adjust for this… Or… Of course!” Leon breathed deep as Rarity released her firm hold upon him. His diaper still crinkling a bit from how hard she had pressed into it to see how she’d work around it. “Ms. Rarity!” he called. “Thanks and all, but I need to go home!” “Just a moment,” she sing-songed. “I’m out of here!” he proclaimed while rising from the bed and turning to slip off of it. FWISH “Ah!” he cried as a powder-blue colored dress that featured white frills was magically presented before him. “Perfect!” cheered Rarity. “The perfect dress to keep you all comfy with that bulky diaper of yours!” “No way!” Leon spat while making a dash for the door. “wait!” the fashion-focused Unicorn called. “You need to look proper for the banquet, darling!” “No!” defied Leon while he opened the door. “Ah!” screamed Spike who had just happened upon the room where all the commotion was going on. “Yipes!” jolted Leon upon seeing Spike upon opening the door. “Come back here, darling!” called Rarity. “You’re not dressed yet!” “What’s going on-” “-No time!” interrupted Leon while taking hold of the purple dragon’s claw and running at full force. “We got to get out of here!”
Chapter 6 - Hanging By A CurtainChapter 6 - Hanging By A Curtain “…I think we lost her,” panted Leon upon feeling his little legs could run no more. “What’s going on?” asked Spike. “That Unicorn is crazy!” proclaimed Leon. “She was trying to put me in a dress!” “Hey!” Spike snapped. “Don’t talk about rarity like that.” “Is it normal for boys to wear dresses here?” asked Leon. “Why aren’t you wearing one?” Spike looked around as he felt himself being embarrassed by the ebon-colored dragon. “Not so loud,” he said. “And I do help Rarity with her clothes… sometimes.” “Well,” huffed Leon. “Nixie doesn’t make me play dress-up unless it is something I want to do.” There was a brief pause. The silence bringing to Leon and Spike’s attention that they were now a level above the banquet hall. “Hmm,” wondered Spike while pulling aside a curtain that had been draped down to provide more privacy for the festive event. “I need to get back down there or Twilight and Princess Ember are going to be really mad.” “Why?” asked Leon while peeking through the curtain alongside Spike. “Because it is my responsibility,” he stated. “There’s that word again,” moaned Leon. “You’re a baby dragon and baby dragon’s don’t have responsibilities.” “This one does,” Spike replied proudly. “Wait,” said Leon. “Something seems wrong with that chandelier.” “Huh?” Spike baffled. “It’s loose,” Leon added while pointing towards two loose chains. “It could fall down on everyone at any moment!” Spike gulped. “Oh, no!” he gasped. “We need to tell Twilight!” “No time!” proclaimed Leon. “It’s up to us to fix this and save the day without scaring anyone!” “And how do we do that?” asked Spike nervously. Leon looked about until he realized that the curtain covering the balcony above the banquet hall was actually a series of curtains with individual rods. “I got it!” he announced while running to the other end of the overlook, tearing down a curtain and its curtain rod, and beginning to rip and tie together the curtain itself into a makeshift rope. “Hey!” worried Spike. “I’m going to get into big trouble for that!” “Saving the day?” wondered Leon. “No way!” “Yes way!” Spike angrily replied. “Twilight will punish me by not letting me have any gems. Or, worse, making me have to reshelve the castle library!” Leon paid no attention as he finished binding a series of hooks from the curtain together to make a larger hook that was at one end of the makeshift rope with the curtain rod itself tied firmly at the other. “Here!” he told Spike while handing him the curtain rod before slipping the large hook he made above the tail hole in his diaper and checking it for a firm hold. “You just hold tight and gradually unravel the rope so I can go down and fix those chains!” “What?” wondered Spike while shaking his head. “That’s a really bad-” “-Let’s do it!” shouted Leon as he leapt onto the railing and started to slip down towards the chandelier. “Ungh!” groaned spike while he felt his arm muscles being put to the test as he felt himself being dragged to the railing’s edge. “Who does this guy think he is?” strained Spike through gritted teeth. “Almost there!” Leon called back to Spike. “Just a bit further!” KSSHHH CLICK-TING “Got the one!” cheered Leon to Spike. “Now move me over towards the other unfastened chain!” Spike felt he had no choice but to comply. He didn’t want Leon to get hurt and it did seem like the baby dragon knew what he was doing. KSSHHH CLICK-TING “All good!” called Leon. “Told you we could-” RRR-SNAP “Whoah!” cried Spike as the tail-hole tape on the back of Leon’s diaper tore open and caused the baby dragon to grab for the makeshift curtain rope. However, all this did was quickly unravel what was left holding the curtain rope to the curtain rod. “Oof!” gasped Spike as he fell on his backside while the curtain rod flew over his head. “Leon!” “Whoah!” was all Spike heard as the ebon dragon fell with the unwraveling curtain towards the floor of the banquet hall.
Chapter 7 - Party CrashedFWA-POOMF “Did any pony just hear something?” asked Twilight as her ears perked. “Aside from our rowdy guests?” asked Rarity while gazing towards the group of dragons that were being quite unruly in their introductions with the rest of the pony attendees. “Has anyone seen Spike?” Princess Ember asked impatiently. “I’m only here because the little guy asked me to come to this ‘Friendship Banquet’. If he doesn’t get back here in a few minutes I’m leaving.” “Ember…,” trailed Twilight in an attempt to calm things down. “Spike was looking for that baby dragon that came with you.” “I didn’t bring a baby dragon,” she replied. “Don’t have time for them and I’m no mom.” Twilight turned to Rarity. “Perhaps you could do another search?” she whispered. “Take Fluttershy with you, too.” *** “Saved by the diaper,” sighed Leon as he found what impact from the gradual descent being largely absorbed by his thick, crinkly padding. “Now to get out of here.” The baby ebon dragon took to his feet and felt his diaper sticking to his backside like packaging tape on a shipment of new toys that Nixie would order for him. “No time to worry about that,” he said while doing his best to remain unseen. There was the bright-yellow mare he met earlier near the wall he was shimmying against, but she seemed like she was trying to focus on something completely different than the banquet. “I tried,” he heard the mare with the pink mane and tail whisper. “I… just… don’t… like… dragons…” “Huh?” wondered Leon as his ear fins perked to hear her whispers. “Nixie always told me ponies love dragons.” “Fluttershy!” called rarity. “Would you be a dear and-” Rarity gasped as she noticed the white of Leon’s diaper clashing against the wall behind Fluttershy. “There you are!” she cheered while running past Flutters to take hold of the indigo-bellied dragon. “That diaper of yours truly clashes with the castle. Let’s go fix that and go find Spike while we’re at it?” “Do I have a-” YOINK “-Come along,” she stated with no regard to what the baby dragon was sayingwhile she used her magic to lift him into the air. “No time to waste.” “Umm,” hummed Fluttershy. “Mind if I help you, Rarity?” “Not at all, dear,” she replied. “We need to find out where Spike is and I’m sure you could help with that while I take care of our special guest.” Fluttershy smiled. “I can do that,” she said. “Baby dragons are fine. It’s, uh, non baby dragons I, umm, don’t handle so well.” *** Spike had done his best to hurry back down to the banquet hall to see if Leon was okay. “This is turning into a total disaster!” he panicked. KRA-FOOM “Ah!” he shouted with a jump as the doors to the banquet hall opened with Rarity and Fluttershy making their way out with Leon being magically levitated onto Rarity’s back. “Spike!” cheered Rarity. “There you are!” “Is everything okay?” the purple dragon asked. “Well…,” trailed Fluttershy. “What Fluttershy is trying to say is that Princess Ember is getting upset without you there,” stated Rarity. “Best get in there while I fix your friend here.” “So he’s okay?” hoped Spike. “He will be once he gets proper dress for the occasion.” The volume in the banquet hall got louder as the group talked. “Best get going, Spikey-Boo,” said Rarity. “Don’t want our guests to get too unruly.” “Right!” saluted Spike before charging into the banquet hall. “Is it still okay if I join you?” asked Fluttershy nervously. “Of course, darling,” the white Unicorn replied. “Perhaps you can help keep her calm while I get the proper attire for a dapper, diapered dragon like this?” “I can do that,” grinned Fluttershy while cooing up at the ebon baby dragon. “You’re such a sweet baby.” Leon blushed as the yellow Pegasus kept giving him baby talk all the way to where Rarity had the room prepared for his next dress-up adventure.
Chapter 8 - Dress UpLeon sighed as he was brought back to the room that Rarity had stripped him down earlier in. “Can’t I just go home?” he pouted. “Nixie must be wondering where I’ve gone and I want to go back to her.” “Trixie?” gasped Rarity. “You know her?” The ebon dragon stomped his foot. “No!” he cried. “Nixie! Nixie! She’s the most caring and wonderful Unicorn in the whole wide world!” Fluttershy and Rarity looked at each other. “I didn’t know Trixie was friends with dragons,” said the yellow Pegasus. “I didn’t know anyone was friends with her besides Starlight,” mumbled Rarity. Leon felt tears form in his eyes from frustration. “Aww,” cooed Fluttershy as she walked behind the sad, black dragon. “Everything’s going to be okay.” FUMP “Oh!” gasped Rarity as Leon’s diaper finally lost its hold on his rump and consequently fell with a plop to the floor. “Oh, my,” blushed Fluttershy as she used her tail to cover up the blushing dragon’s groin. “Don’t worry. No pony’s looking.” Leon stuck his claw into his mouth and sucked on it as he felt himself grow more-and-more uncomfortable. “No worries, darling,” assured Rarity. “I’ve got just the thing.” TING FOOM WHISH PUMPF Leon felt himself lifted into the air, glid over to the bed, and placed down upon it. “No!” protested Leon. “Leave me alone! I want Nixie! Nixie!” “Poor baby,” pouted Fluttershy as she went to Leon’s sideand started to nuzzle him. “Everything’s okay. Trixie is actually back in the banquet hall and waiting for you to get all dressed by nice, Ms. Rarity.” “That’s right,” replied the white Unicorn. “The sooner we get you dressed the sooner you can be with, uh, Trixie.” More tears streamed out of Leon’s eyes as he felt so unable to do anything except be at these ponies’ mercy. Rarity hummed while Fluttershy soothed the baby dragon as best she could. As she hummed, the fashion-focussed Unicorn took a piece of thick, purple fabric, folded it into a thicker triangle shape, and used her magic to slide it under Leon’s rump before pulling the bottom up over his groin and bringing the edges together to meet the more centrally placed piece. “One here…,” she said while using her magic to levitate some small jewels towards where each point of the folded fabric triangle had all met at Leon’s middle. “And done!” Leon looked to see he was in a very makeshift cloth diaper that had been pinned with the use of a safety pin that had gems adourning it. “The gems help make that gaudy pin not so tacky,” remarked Rarity. “It looks wonderful,” complimented Fluttershy. “Okay,” said Leon while slipping off the bed. “Now I’m out of-” FWIP “-Perfect!” cheered Rarity as she got the powder-blue frilly dress on the ebon dragon. It wasn’t quite his size and did next to nothing to hide the makeshift diaper Rarity had slipped upon him. “I’m not a girl!” he snapped. “But you look so adorable!” cooed Rarity. “We really should get back to the banquet,” stated Fluttershy. “We don’t want him to miss seeing Trixie and the other dragons.” Leon lowered his head in defeat. He was in a less-than-comfortable diaper, wearing a dress, and hearing two ponies not only get his gender wrong, but also the name of his beloved caretaker. “Come along,” said Rarity while levitating Leon onto her back. “Let’s get back to the party.”
Chapter 9 - No Pony Like Nixie“Why so sad?” asked Fluttershy while noticing Leon had his head drooped down and his claw in his mouth. “Mmph,” he groaned as Rarity neared the entrance to the banquet hall. “Perhaps he needs a nap?” Fluttershy suggested. “I suppose we could ask Trixie,” Rarity said with reservation. “He seems to know her, after all.” SPLOP! “Nixie!” he cried while removing his claw from his mouth. “Nixie! ‘N’ ‘I’ ‘X’ ‘I’ ‘E’!” “Well,” shrugged Rarity. “No need to get all huffy.” “I’m leaving!” cried Leon while slipping from the white Unicorn’s back and beginning to dart away. SHING FWOOSH KA-THUNK Leon barely made it a few feet down the hall when Rarity’s magic grabbed him and drew him not only back to the pair of mares, but through the banquet door. KA-THUNK “Eep!” he squeaked as he was now front-and-center before the guests who all were turning there attention towards where he had made his unwanted entrance. “Dragons no wear dresses!” cried one of the draconic guests. “What’s that odd thing around his waist?” another scaled attendee loudly questioned. “Gems are for eating or hoarding. Not for filly-frilly froo-froo pony clothes.” Leon’s faced flushed deep red as the draconic guests remarked on his attire. KA-BOOF BOOF “We’re here!” cheered Rarity. “And doesn’t our little dragon just look amazing?” As the eyes all faced him, Leon did his best to cover up the violet-colored diaper that had jewels across its safety pin. “The little guy doesn’t seem so comfortable,” Fluttershy lightly remarked. “Pish-Posh!” retorted the white Unicorn. “Every pony here is just too astounded by my ability to make fashion in a flash that they can’t help but look at what my beyond amazing fashion ability was able to whip up to salvage her wardrobe.” Leon wanted to try to let Rarity know he wasn’t a girl, but it seemed almost pointless. “I just want to go home,” he pouted as attendees of the banquet decided to make their way towards him. “No, no, no!” he cried while closing his eyes and waving his hands. “Leave me alone!” The ebon dragon with the indigo belly turned and charged for the banquet door. CLICK-POOM “Leon?” wondered a familiar voice. “Are you okay?” The baby dragon stopped and opened his clenched eyes to find himself not in the Castle of Friendship, but in the hallway of his home. “Leon!” cried Nixie. “Did you have a bad dream?” “Dream?” he wondered as he felt the familiar texture of his home’s carpet beneath his toes. The warmth of Nixie’s presence could be filled all around instead of the vast space and cold floor of the place he once was. “A… dream?” “Oh, sweetie,” cooed Nixie as she came over and kissed Leon on the cheek. “Tell me all about it. I’ll make it all better.” Leon sighed as his mind registered how he most definitely was no longer in the Castle of Friendship being chased after by ponies and taunted by dragons he had never met in his life. The Spike dragon was nice, but definitely confused him for not having worn any clothes. In particularly being a baby dragon without a diaper. “Nixie?” he asked. “Baby dragons wear diapers and don’t have grown-up responsibilities, right?” Nixie chuckled while rubbing her hoof along her charge’s back. “Of course not, sweetie,” she replied. “Nixie is here to make sure you don’t need to worry about icky, grown-up stuff until you are good and ready to do so.” Leon thought to ask about Spike, but figured now wasn’t the time. He was more consumed in feeling the warmth and love of his caretaker. “Oh!” stated the white Unicorn caretaker as her hand came upon where Leon’s diapered region was with her hoof. “What’s this?” “What’s what?” he wondered. Both he and Nixie looked to his protected mid-section to see a violet colored fabric held together with a jewel encrusted safety pin covering his waist. “Did you make that?” asked Nixie. “Am I going to find a dirty diaper laying somewhere in your room, sweetie?” Leon gulped as a thought crossed his mind. “Maybe…,” he gulped while putting his claw into his mouth and suckling. “It wasn’t a dream after all?”
