Even as she was held firmly in Spoiled’s grasp, Scootaloo realized she didn't have to take this, she could just go home. But then she realized her mother was the only pony with a key. But she didn't have to listen to Spoiled, not when she was doing stuff like this. “Hey, I am NOT going to wear those pink diapers! You can't make me! I have rights!” She protested, folding her hooves together in retaliation. Though her acting like this wasn't really helping her, in fact she was acting more like a baby having a temper tantrum.

Spoiled Rich only laughed at her victim. “You really think you don't need those diapees? Haha, you’re so cute Scootaloo, but you left a huge pee spot on MY FLOOR!” She yelled, causing Scootaloo to jump! No wonder Diamond had been so complacent with her mother’s behavior until recently, Spoiled was downright scary when she yelled.

Scootaloo reluctantly realized she couldn't get out of this now. Sure, Spoiled Rich knew that she wet the bed but it couldn't get worse, right? She was just gonna keep this a secret, right?

Spoiled immediately saw the fear in Scootaloo's eyes and with pride she somewhat cooed, somewhat taunted. “Aw, don't be scared, my diapered princess. If you listen to Mommy and be a good baby, then I'll make sure these pictures of you in that diaper don't accidentally get put into the paper for everypony to see.” And she showed off the camera that Diamond Tiara had.

Scootaloo let out a gasp! If anypony saw those pictures her reputation would be ruined, and her chances of joining the Ponyville Fire scooter team (which she happened to enjoy watching on the rare occasions when she had nothing to do). She had no choice at the moment and from the looks of it, Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon would probably be outside for a little longer than she’d originally thought. Better to play along rather than call Spoiled’s bluff. “Fine, I guess I have no choice,” She conceded. “But please, for the life of me, don't take me out in public! And can I please use the bathroom? I promise I won’t make anymore messes on your floors.”

But Spoiled just giggled at Scootaloo, and she taunted. “If I want to take my foal out in public, I will. You're my wittle toddler after all, plus I’d love to see the ponies faces when they see you in your cute diapees. And why should I potty train you when you haven’t bothered to show the self control that justifies it?” She said with an evil grin. She then decided to go back to Diamond Tiara’s room for a minute and pick up some dresses. But that was when she stepped in Scootaloo’s little accident without even knowing it was there. “Ugh, doesn’t Diamond Tiara know how to clean?! I guess I’ll get Randolph to clean it later,” She thought to herself, looking at that spot in absolute disgust. She was even more disgusted at the fact that, Scootaloo didn't even use the bathroom (and Spoiled would’ve known if she had). “Well, at least now I know she really isn't potty trained. Looks like diapers will be a must for her. She will NOT be using the potty for anything, not even for her other business. I can always have Randolph change her, or even Diamond Tiara, she’s got to learn how to take care of a foal sooner or later.”

Spoiled soon came back to the room were Scootaloo resided, a new diaper had just been put on her courtesy of Randolph, now the fun could really begin. The first order of business for this humiliation protocol, was for Spoiled to take her new foal downstairs to the playroom, where they kept all sorts of toys for little foals. That softly carpeted room was mostly used for younger family members, whenever they came to visit (most of which weren’t potty trained).

Randolph (per Spoiled’s instructions) put down a foal gate around the exits of the room, to make sure nopony could leave except for the bigger ponies who could walk right over them. It actually wasn't too big, Scootaloo could walk over if she wanted to. But it wouldn't be a big surprise if ponies would hear her due to her crinkly diaper. That and the possibility of a stern punishment from Spoiled, was enough to motivate her against the idea.

Scootaloo herself could finally move around. Her new diaper was an insultingly girlish pink in color and for whatever reason it had a few diamonds printed on it. It was actually really hard for her to walk in these, largely due to how thick they were (they seemed to be way thicker than the usual store brands, or at least anything Scootaloo had seen on the Cake Twins when they’d worn diapers). The way she walked made it look like she was maneuvering like a little toddler who didn't even know how to walk. “This is so frustrating, why does Spoiled have to be so cruel?!” She thought, and then opted to give Spoiled a piece of her mind. “You do realize ponies might actually like you more if you weren't such a poopie head, right?”

Spoiled seemed to think it was kinda cute the way Scootaloo had just said that, if the sickeningly sweet smile on her face was any indication. She walked over to the little pegasus and cooed in an exaggerated tone. “Ah, somepony must be a widdle cranky. Maybe if you're good, I can take the baby out into public in her diapees for a stroller ride. I’m sure you'd just love that,” And she proceeded to give Scootaloo a few pats on her padded bottom. “And just wait til your mommy comes back. I can't wait to tell her of these accidents you've been having, oh she will want to keep you in diapers forever, I’m sure of it!”

That suggestion made Scootaloo blush bright red. Well actually both things made her blush. Number one, she didn't want to go out in public with this diaper on, everypony would surely laugh at her, she would most definitely end up in the paper, and would become the laughing stock of Ponyville. And number two, she really didn't need her mother knowing about her bedwetting problems, not after she’d gone to great lengths to hide them.

Trying to focus her mind elsewhere, Scootaloo looked down at her surroundings. She saw a rattle, some alphabet blocks, stuffed bears, and a few other things that foals mostly played with. “Ugh, this is so stupid! I’m not some stupid foal! Would a foal be able to ride a scooter and do amazing tricks?!” She thought to herself, and then to Spoiled she firmly demanded! “I can do a lot of things that foals can’t do, and I demand that you treat me like a filly instead of some un-potty trained foal!”

Spoiled smiled evilly, and she taunted back. “You might look like a filly, but to be perfectly honest, I’m not so sure. You can't seem to fly, even foals can get off the ground, but for some weird reason you can't stay in the air. If you ask me that's one good reason to keep you in diapers, we wouldn’t you want to fall down and get owies on your bum-bum,” She was quick to add. “And please remember, I’m in charge of you, so you have to listen to me. That is, unless you'd prefer I’d tell your mother that you completely disobeyed me while you were here, and that you refused to wear diapers even after you stained my nice clean floors.”

Scootaloo pouted, what could she do? It was her word against Spoiled’s and while this seemed a bit extreme, so far Spoiled had yet to actually revoke her bathroom privileges (Scootaloo was hoping Spoiled was just teasing, largely because Spoiled struck her as a pony who would despise changing diapers) or take her out in public. So she reluctantly just picked up some stuffed Power Ponies toys and started playing with them, moving them around in the air, and repeating some of the lines she saw in the comics after Spike had thankfully let her borrow some for a few days.

Spoiled smiled, content that she complete control over her new foal. “That's a good baby. Now, if you're good for the rest of the day, I promise I won't take you outside for a stroll… yet,” But she immediately warned. “But if you disobey me, I might have to do something really embarrassing to you,” As she made her way upstairs, she turned back towards Scootaloo and added. “Be good now,” Then she whistled and instructed. “Randolph, please watch her, and make sure she only uses her diaper, that is her new potty after all. Mommy doesn’t want anymore messes to clean up.” And with that she went back up to her bedroom, she had to find some baby clothes that would be guaranteed to make Scootaloo fall down a lot.

Now alone in this make-shift play area, a single tear slid down Scootaloo’s face. She’d have been okay with Diamond Tiara diapering her and babying her a bit, because she was actually nice about it (and hopefully would’ve let her use the bathroom). But Spoiled Rich didn't seem to really care about her feelings, she just wants to embarrass her at all costs. “I’m just happy the other Crusaders aren't here,” She mentally pondered, her thoughts drifting to her friends. “Sweetie Belle would probably enjoy it, and Apple Bloom would likely hate it” She thought, as she continued to play with the toys. She looked at Randolph, who was mostly reading the newspaper and only occasionally glancing at his charge. He didn't seem to care much for watching her, either because he didn’t care, or because he trusted Scootaloo not to wander. “I know Diamond Tiara is enjoying her time outside and I don't mind that, but she really, really need to hurry!” She thought to herself, all but mentally pleading for her friend to come back inside.

All of a sudden, Randolph got up, having realized that he’d forgotten to tie the baby blue colored pacifier around Scootaloo’s neck. “Mistress Spoiled wouldn't be too happy If you aren’t sucking on this,” He explained, walking over to Scootaloo, picking the pacifier up, putting a small string over it and tieing it, he then put it over Scootaloo’s neck and cooed. “There, now the baby should be happy. If you need anything, or if you’ve used your diaper, just ask. Don't worry, I’ll change you regardless of what you do. Be good, little one. No wandering off now.” He then went back to his rocking chair and started reading again.

Scootaloo’s thoughts quickly drifted towards the big plastic pacifier dangling around her neck. “Don't get me wrong, I don't mind the pacifier but the diaper makes things hard, It's so hard to move around….wait a minute!” She suddenly realized! “I could just take the diaper off, they can't stop me from doing that!” She thought, thinking it would be a good idea. But as she moved her hooves to undo the tabs on her diaper, she thought of what Spoiled had said and gulped. “On second thought, maybe I’ll just wait til Mom gets here, or Diamond Tiara comes back inside. Whichever comes first.”

Outside at the pool, Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon were laying on their chairs under the sun. They’d been having a lot of fun together, even though they wished Scootaloo had been able to join in.

“Ah, this feels so good Silver Spoon,” Diamond commented. Then she looked at a sundial, realizing something very important! “It's actually time to check on Scootaloo, well actually we were supposed to check on her two hours ago,” She commented. “I guess swimming and tanning made me lose track of time.”

“Hopefully Scootaloo didn't go poopy in her diapees, you know how much of a baby she can be,” Silver Spoon said in a joking tone, but Diamond only looked at her unamused. “Sorry, I couldn't help it. With her in diapers, it makes room for funny jokes…. Lets just go check on her!” She quickly replied, as they entered the mansion. They didn't notice Scootaloo as they walked by the playroom with a foal gate. Silver Spoon did notice what looked like an orange coated foal very briefly as they walked by, but she thought it was one of Diamonds little cousins and didn't say anything about it. “Diamond probably just forget to mention she’d be entertaining one of her little cousins. I just hope the little one isn’t potty trained or in the process of it, because what would they think if they saw Scootaloo?” She thought to herself.

Once they got to Diamond’s bedroom, the two fillies saw that was empty. Diamond and Silver looked all over the mansion but couldn't find her, which worried them quite a bit. Diamond especially, as her mind started drifting to all sorts of possibilities. “What if Scootaloo got stuck inside the toilet somehow? What if she wandered off somewhere in the mansion and is now lost? Or what if she somehow ends up outside and is in her diaper for everypony to laugh at?” She asked, as tears slid down her face. “I’m a horrible mother, Silver Spoon.”

Silver quickly came to her friend’s side and reassured her. “Hush now, it's okay. By the way, I thought I should tell you this, I saw your cousin in the playroom downstairs. It looked she had an orange coat, I didn't even know you were expecting another little one to visit.” She commented, hoping to cheer her friend up.

Upon hearing her friend make that statement, a look of shock crossed Tiara’s face! “That's impossible, none of my cousins are orange, they are all either pink, white or purple!” She realized. “Maybe Randolph is foalsitting?” And she dashed downstairs, her grey coated friend following close behind. When they got there, their mouths dropped to the floor upon seeing Scootaloo in a pink diaper with a blue pacifier tied to her neck, and by the looks of it she was sleeping. But they could also notice that she had used her diaper….again (albeit just for number one).

Diamond immediately marched over to Randolph, who seemed to be unaware of what was going on, and she loudly shouted! “Okay, Randolph, WHAT THE BUCK IS GOING ON?! I’m so peeved! This was supposed to be between me, Silver Spoon, and Scootaloo! I didn't order you to put her in my old diapers!”

“I’m sorry Mistress Diamond,” Randolph apologized. “But this was requested of me by your mother. I’m afraid Scootaloo won't be allowed to use anything besides her diaper, because she's too young for the potty, by order of Spoiled Rich.” Randolph declared, hoping she'd understand.

“WHAT?!” Both fillies exclaimed at once!

Author's Note

Next Chapter Scootaloo will be getting fed and Diamond Tiara and others will be getting info from her mother.