Author's Note

I figured it was fitting to end with the Cakes, much as the story began with the Cakes. My whole intent throughout this fic has been to show that AB/DLs want above all else one thing, understanding. They want you to accept them for who they are, even if you don't agree with their particular interest.

And much like Pinkie, they can come in all sorts of varieties. Some want to be completely dependent on someone else, and some like to retain some of their independence even in the care of a trusted friend or loved one.

Happy Family

The birthday party for Pinkie lasted for quite some time and it lasted well into the night. But of course nothing lasts forever, even the best of parties had to end at some point. Pinkie Pie's parties were no exception to the rule.

One by one her friends eventually called it a night, taking off their diapers and any other foalish attire that they currently had on them and departing.

Rarity was the last one to leave and while she was all too happy to take off her diaper (having no desire to use it at the current moment), she made sure to give her goodbye a bit of personal flare. "I must say, Pinkie, this adult foal party was a smashing idea. Truly a way for you to embrace your inner foal in your own Pinkie sort of way."

Pinkie gave the fashionista a great big hug. "You're the greatest, Rarity! Seriously! If not for your support... I don't know if I'd have even thought to tell our friends about this, let alone go through with an entire party based on doing just that."

"Darling, it's what friends are for. After all we've been through together, something like this is hardly going to destroy our bonds of friendship," Rarity reassured her troubled friend. "Things will certainly never be quite the same as they were before, but in this case it's not a bad thing."

The party pony smiled as she reluctantly asked. "I can still count on you for sleepwear, right?"

"Of course, Pinkie, I love the challenge!" Rarity proudly declared. "In fact, it's really gotten me inspired. I might start offering my skills to other adult foals. On the side of course for a lady never blabs, it isn't polite." And then she too departed, leaving Pinkie alone with the Cakes.

Mr. and Mrs. Cake exchanged glances before they approached their big foal. "We still haven't given you our presents just yet, Pinkie," Mr. Cake declared with a smile on his face. "I think you're going to like them a lot."

"You didn't need to get me anything! You've already given me so much more than I could ask for!" Pinkie happily told the Cakes. "Just having you around is present enough, you're the best Mommy and Daddy an adult foal could ask for!"

"We know that, Pinkie, but we still had to get you something for your birthday." Mr. Cake sweetly explained.

Mrs. Cake then grinned. "I think Carrot Cake would like to give you his present first. It is downstairs after all."

"Wait, downstairs?" Pinkie adopted a puzzled look.

The plump baker nodded. "Yes, Pinkie. Carrot couldn't exactly bring it upstairs. I'm sure you'll see why when you see it."

The big foal followed the Cakes downstairs without much hesitation, but she was curious about what they could possibly have to show her. What could Mr. Cake have gotten her as a present that he couldn't possibly have brought upstairs? Could it really be?

The earth pony mare didn't have to wait long to find out. She followed the Cakes as they entered the dining room, and her wandering blue eyes fell upon something she'd never expected to see! It was a high chair, but not an ordinary one. This one was much bigger, clearly meant for a foal Pinkie's size. It had a bar that could be latched shut, and it was colored a light pink to match her coat. Plus, it had three balloons carved into the back, which were colored to match the ones on her cutie mark (and on her diaper).

"Tada!" Mr. Cake proudly declared. "I just got it shipped from Fillydelphia last week. It was expensive, but for you it's money well spent."

"You got me my own high chair?!" Pinkie happily exclaimed! "Oh sweet Celestia, I can't believe it! It's too good to be true! T-thank you, THANK YOU!"

The lanky stallion just chuckled as he looked at his big foal. "You're more than welcome, Pinkie Pie. Now how about we test it out to make sure it works properly?"

"But I just ate not that long ago." Pinkie gave off a perplexed look.

Mr. Cake just suggested. "Well, how about a nice, warm bottle of milk before beddy bye? Would you like that?"

"Yeah! Totally!" Pinkie cheered!

"Okay then, Pinkie," Mr. Cake smiled again, before he trotted over to the big foal. "Here, let me help you up. Easy does it now." With a hoof supporting Pinkie he was help to gently lift her to an extent (with her giant adult sized diaper making it a bit difficult to lift Pinkie into the highchair), as she crawled into the high chair and scooted herself around until she was facing forward. At which the placed bar latched shut, making her diaper crinkle loudly as it squished within the confines of the highchair. Pinkie sighed and sat back, letting her rear sink into the soft innards of the padding again.

Mrs. Cake gave a knowing wink. "I'll go get your baba, Pinkie." And sure enough, she returned a few moments later with a freshly heated bottle, offering to it the pink coated foal.

The party pony happily accepted the bottle, sucking down the milk in record time as she delighted in its rich, warm taste.

After being freed from the highchair, Pinkie briefly plopped down onto her padded rump once again. Before Mrs. Cake told the big foal. "Now it's time for my present, Pinkie. I just completed it this morning, hope you like it."

Mrs. Cake lead Pinkie upstairs, stopping just outside Pinkie's bedroom. "Shut your eyes, Pinkie." She instructed, and Pinkie obeyed without hesitation.

Mrs. Cake then trotted into Pinkie's room as Mr. Cake helped usher Pinkie along. It wasn't long before they had stopped. "You can open your eyes now, Pinkie." Mr. Cake encouraged.

When Pinkie did so, she nearly gasped in surprise! Her bed now had pink guard rails added to it that could be raised or lowered at will. There was even a giant, pink foal blanket with her cutie mark printed on the fabric, turning her old bed into a makeshift crib! "Do you like it, baby?" Mrs. Cake asked with a smile. "Since I couldn't get an actual crib for you, I figured this was the next best option."

"Are you kidding?! I LOVE it!" Pinkie happily declared and tackled Mrs. Cake into a great big hug! "You really didn't have to do this! I mean, I'm glad you did, but I was fine without a highchair or a crib. Just having all the other stuff and somepony to care for me was enough."

"I meant it when I said I love you like a daughter, Pinkie," Mrs. Cake replied as she slowly broke off the hug so she could breathe. "Having you as an actual foal to play with and take care of has only made it even sweeter."

Mr. Cake nodded his head in agreement. "It's not surprising you would have this interest, or that you would want somepony to care for you whenever you're in one of your little moods. We love you as an adult and a foal, you can be as big or as little as you want."

Pinkie struggled to keep the happy tears from forming in her eyes. "Mr. Cake, Mrs. Cake... I don't know what to say!"

"It's okay, Pinkie. You don't have to say anything," Mr. Cake smiled as he came over and stroked Pinkie's mane with a hoof. "Cup Cake and I will always be here for you, no matter what. We love you, Pinkie Pie, every part of you," Then he and his wife helped their newest foal be tucked under her new foal blanket, and plucked a new pacifier with a pink mouth guard with her cutie mark printed on it, kissing her gingerly on the forehead. "See you in the morning, Pinkie Pie. Have sweet dreams, and remember that Mommy and Daddy will be right here if you need us."