A Haunted Nursery

Chapters

Chapter 1: Back To Diapers
Chapter 2: The New Foals and Naughty Word
Chapter 3: Milk and Dinner
Chapter 4: Accident and Learning to Escape
Chapter 5: The Note

Chapter 1: Back To Diapers

Scootaloo rushed out of her home, eager to meet with her friends. She had recently found a perfect place for her and her friends to check out, a haunted house of sorts. She just needed to take a friend with her, no way she'd go to one of those places alone (not that she would admit such a fact aloud).

However, before the filly could get far she was stopped by her mother who checked Scootaloo very thoroughly. "Do you have everything, Scootaloo?" The loving mother asked.

"Yes, Mom, I’ve got everything. You don’t have to worry about me. I’m not a baby, you know,'' Scootaloo groaned and started to walk away only for her mother to again stop her. "Hey, what gives?"

"Give your mom a kiss on the cheek before you leave.'' Dizzy Twister cooed, not seeming to care it'd embarrass her daughter a little bit.

"Ew, but fine…" Scootaloo sighed and did as she was told. It was a little weird but it was what moms were for: To embarrass you.

After obliging her mom’s request, Scootalooo continued to gallop to school. When she got close, she broke into a run which caused her to trip. She quickly got back up, brushed off the dust and found her friends in they're usual spot. She then greeted. "Hey girls, got any plans tonight?"

"Uh, yeah, we were goin’ to go out on Nightmare Night. You know, like everyone else." Apple Bloom declared and scratched her head.

"Really? Well, what if I told you I have a better idea?” The pegasus proposed. “I found a haunted house we can go to tonight. I heard it's got some scary spirits in there, and tonight is the perfect time to visit it!" Scootaloo declared, jumping in excitement and briefly hovering above the ground as she buzzed her tiny wings.

"A haunted house? Sweetie Belle asked, "Rarity has told me not to ever go to those. But what does she know? She’s been in spooky, dangerous places and been just fine,” So she continued. "Alright, Scoots, I'm in!!"

“What about you, Apple Bloom? You in, or are you scared of ghosts? Scootaloo asked and made some ghost noises while waving her hooves in the air.

"Scared?! I ain't scared! Besides, ghosts don't exist, Applejack says so. It's just somethin’ a bunch of really young foals believe,” Apple Bloom rolled her eyes in reply. “I can't even believe both of you think ghosts are real." She declared and walked into the school house.

"‘Something only really young foals believe’? Oh, I'll prove to her they exist! Then we’ll see who's really a young foal!" Scootaloo thought, confident that she was right on this matter. She’d heard about the house and the spirits from somepony very trustworthy, at least in her mind.

Sweetie simply smiled at Scootaloo. "Don't worry, Scootaloo, I believe you. Of course ghosts are real!" She then galloped into the schoolhouse ready to start whatever lessons Miss. Cheerilee had planned for the day.

After a few hours of boring math and other things the three fillies exited the schoolhouse. Apple Bloom decided to go home, leaving the other two fillies alone. They were gonna go to the haunted house, but first they would need to get a few supplies from their clubhouse. One thing Scootaloo definitely knew she needed was a camera, and a can of ghost spray as well to keep the nasty spirits at bay.

Scootaloo arrived back home later, and when she did her mother noticed the large saddlebag. "That's a pretty big bag, Scootaloo. What exactly do you think you're going to be doing tonight? Please tell me you aren't going to tp houses all over town. I really don't want to deal with a bunch of angry ponies like last year." Dizzy Twister commented, unamused by that memory.

"Nope, I’m not doing that again," Scootaloo declared before admitting. "Sweetie and I are going to this haunted house that’s apparently a haunted nursery. I saw it a while back, I mean it can't be as bad as ponies say it is. What's the worst that could happen? She asked and began carrying her saddlebag upstairs.

Dizzy Twister thought for a moment, she'd never heard of a “haunted nursery” before. "Oh those foals, always coming up with new places to go and new things to do. I remember when I was Scootaloo’s age." She thought and giggled at the memories.

Scootaloo put her bag on the floor next to her scooter, she then decided to take a quick nap before leaving. It was only six, a nap should help refill her since she would need all the energy for tonight. In no time at all, she drifted off to sleep and was off to dreamland to fly to her heart's desire.

A few hours went by and Scootaloo woke to a night sky lit up with stars. She quickly got out of bed, grabbed her supplies (and a few lanterns) for the journey. Then she left the house and shouted! "Bye, Mom! See you whenever!" Then she closed the door behind her, and saw Sweetie Belle sitting down, waiting for her.

The two met up and began walking to the house that contained the nursery which was close to the Everfree Forest. The journey passed uneventfully, and they soon saw the house with a sign close to it. "Sunny Nurser: All foals are welcome.” The sign read in large letters.

Upon entering the building lots of dust and spider webs surrounded the fillies and the two coughed. "Yeesh, this place is so dirty!" Sweetie Belle complained as Scootaloo got her lanterns out.

Then, without warning, the door behind the two started to shut slowly indicating someone else might be present! Seconds later it slammed and locked tightly!

The two jumped in surprise! "Heh, i-it was probably just the wind or s-something. Let's look more in this place, shall we?" Scootaloo nervously laughed in suggestion.

Reluctantly, Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle pressed onward. To their surprise, they eventually stumbled across a supply room full of diapers and other things one would need to take care of a foal. And that was not all.

A spirit could be seen in the room, and it seemed to be fully aware of the fillies entering the nursery. It seemed to be a ghostly green in color and was transparent, floating above the floor even though it was an earth pony. "Oh my gosh, you're so cute! The spirit declared. But upon.looking at them, she realized they weren't wearing anything to prevent their accidents from messing up the floor, or anything that would protect them. "Did their parents forget to put diapers on before they left?" She thought.

Scootaloo tried to reach into her saddlebag to grab the ghost spray. “G-get away from us!” She warned while shaking like a leaf!

But the spirit just crept closer. "No foals will be without diapers in my nursery. I'll be sure to watch over you until your parents can pick you up,” She cooed, and flew past the wall as she followed them into the next room when they fled. Without either filly noticing, she put a gate over the door that only she could take down. "Okay little ones. Let's get you into some fresh, clean diapers.'' She declared, slowly walking towards them and smiling happily while finally showing herself to them in all her ghostly glory.

Author's Note

Well this is my first story after being gone on a hiatus for about a year, got Abit distracted with playing video games, kinda bored now so back to writing for along time, plus I got many ideas, but one idea at a time.

Chapter 2: The New Foals and Naughty Word

Scootaloo gasped when she saw the spirit hold what looked like a Wonderbolts themed diaper, "Is that what I think it is? And is she going to do what I think she's going to do?" Scootaloo asked as the spirit floated closer to the fillies who were now trapped in the room.

Scootaloo was laid down by the spirit on her back. But before the spirit put the diaper on, Scootaloo tried pleading with it. “You don’t have to do this. I’m not a little foal, I swear! I haven’t needed diapers since I was five!”

And just like a small, little foal would do in protest, Scootaloo tried kicking at the spirit in front of her. Unfortunately for the pegasu, her legs just went through the spirit and didn’t even phase her.

"If you continue that, I might have to give you a small spanking on your bottom and then it'll be timeout for thirty minutes!" The spirit warned, before grabbing some powder and spraying it all over Scootaloo's butt. She then grabbed the Wonderbolts theme diaper and laid it flat on the ground.

"Please, please don't put that on me! I'm NOT a Foal! I don't even wet the bed anymore, I'm way past that. I really don't need to wear them, we are both potty trained!" Scootaloo pleaded, hoping the spirit would stop this nonsense.

Sweetie Belle simply nodded in agreement.

The spirit looked at Scootaloo with confusion. "If you're potty trained, then why did you wet yourselves just a few seconds ago?” She asked, pointing to a pee stain on the floor next to the gate, "That's not what a potty trained filly would do, you would have gone potty but instead you went pee pee on my floor. So I’m afraid it's back to diapers, at least until your parents pick you up.”

Scootaloo started to sweat and gulped. "I...I didn't know I peed myself. Honest.” But it seemed the spirit wasn’t listening, and the filly thought to herself. “We can't escape from this, this spirit really knows what she's doing. But we at least have to try to get out before she tries taking us out in public like this!” Then her thoughts were interrupted as the spirit put powder on her bottom, while Sweetie Belle just sat and watched.

"You two are just so fussy today, but it's okay. If you behave like good girls, I might consider giving you some ice cream and cookies for dessert. But that’s only if you two get five stars on our good behavior chart." The spirit replied, and pointed at a chart which was right next to the crib.

Once the diaper was snuggly around Scootaloo, the spirit put little baby booties on both her hooves. "I'm putting these on you just in case to be honest, I don't trust you to not take off that diaper or not have accidents. Now you go play with some toys while I diaper your friend, it shouldn’t take long." She instructed and pushed Scootaloo away a little bit.

The spirit then did the same thing with Sweetie, but her diaper was purple with small little dots on them. Once Sweetie was padded up and ready, the spirit put some booties on Sweetie as well and carried her to Scootaloo *who was playing with some blocks she found).

"Okay foals,” The spirit explained. “I realized I never told you my name. You two can just call me Honey Sugar or Mrs. Sugar. And if you need anything like a bottle of warm milk or whatever, just let me know and I'll take care of you,” She said and left the room, but peeked in to say one more thing. "Oh, and don't try to escape. You wouldn't want the potty monster to come and eat you, now would you?" She asked and galloped away to clean everything up.

"Huh? Potty monster? What do I look like, a one year old?" Scootaloo asked and went back to playing with blocks as there wasn't much else she could do. But she also observed the room she was in, looking for a way out. "Even if we don't make it out our parents will try to find us… I hope." She said to herself, a little afraid that she and Sweetie Belle would be stuck here forever.

Sweetie Belle simply played around with her diaper, making it crinkle as she did. "These are so soft! Why do I like it? I mean, this whole thing could be worse." She said, apparently not too bothered about wearing diapers again.

Scootaloo looked at Sweetie Belle and facehoofed. "Sweetie Belle, I don't want to be stuck here in this diaper forever! And my mom will get worried if I don't get home by tomorrow. She's going to think we got kidnapped, which we kinda did. We’ve gotta get out of here, now!" She declared before waddling her diapered bottom to the next room, which thankfully had absolutely no gate.

Just as Scootaloo got onto a cabinet, however, the spirit came back with two bottles. She gasped when she saw one of her babies trying to open the window! She put the bottles on the table, rushed over, and grabbed Scootaloo while rocking her back and forth. "Oh you poor, poor baby. How silly of me to leave you all alone with just your friend for company. Of course you’d miss me. But it's okay, Mommy is here to protect you now.” She cooed, cradling the foal before she put Scootaloo back down in the same room as Sweetie Belle.

"That was very naughty, little one! I specifically told you not to escape! You could’ve gotten hurt!" The spirit scolded in the same way a mother would scold her child. She proceeded to lock the door even though it should’ve been impossible in her transparent state. She also made sure there was absolutely no way for either of her foals to get on top of anything else and locked every window as well.

Then Mrs. Sugar came back to the foals, picking up Scootaloo and giving her a few small, quick swats on the diaper. "There. Now say you’re sorry, little one. Or do you want time out next time?" She asked and waited for an apology, but she never got it. In fact, she got something much worse.

Scootaloo felt her frustrations boiling over. Now she was ready to blow off steam and so she yelled in complete anger! "I will not apologize, I’m not putting up with this horseapples any longer! Now release us at once and go to Tartarus, you bucking crazy mare!" Scootaloo yelled, receiving a gasp from everyone in the room!

The mare was surprised a foal at such a young age knew that sort of language, how could she have learned it? How bad of a life at home was she having? So many questions. But those were for another time and place as she simply sighed. "Okay, my foal. I don't know how you know how to use that language but…" She promptly grabbed Scootaloo and spanked her little tush about three times. These weren’t the swift swats from earlier but they weren’t too hard either.

They still stung for Scootaloo though, especially since afterwards she was carried to another room and lowered into a crib that she swore she was too big for, but strangely fit into just fine..

"You can sit there, and think about what you have done you naughty foal," Mrs. Sugar sternly scolded, then she put a onesie over Scootaloo, one that would normally fit a foal and surprisingly was able to fit Scootaloo well as he her diaper poked out with a bulge.

"Goodnight baby, be good. And Mommy hopes you feel better tomorrow." Honey Sugar cooed. She left a foal light on over the crib, then turned off the rest of the lights and closed the door, leaving Scootaloo in silence.

Scootaloo thought in silence for a moment. "Oh no…. What have I done?! Now Sweetie Belle is alone with that spirit!" She exclaimed aloud, before noticing a bottle of milk next to her. Maybe a drink could help her, she was pretty thirsty now that she thought about it.

Without a second’s hesitation, Scootaloo picked the bottle up and started suckling on its nipple, drinking every last drop as the warm goodness traveled down her throat. She soon finished, threw the bottle next to the door and yawned, "Why am I suddenly feeling sleepy?" She asked herself, and ended up falling asleep within a few minutes.

Author's Note

If you are wondering who Honey Sugar is she's a character I used in another story called Mistaken for a Foal, a character. I rarely use.

Chapter 3: Milk and Dinner

A few hours had passed since Scootaloo had fallen asleep, when she woke up she had briefly forgotten she and Sweetie Bell were currently forced to be diapered by some weird spirit that thought they were babies. But she suddenly remembered as she looked down at her onesie, she tapped it and not only did it crinkle but it felt wet. "Oh no… I didn't just wet the bed did I? Scootaloo asked, briefly horrified of such a thing.

The filly managed to get the onesie off though it took quite a bit of time since the zipper was on the back instead of the front, it's as if it was made to prevent toddlers from getting it off. As she took it off, a single tear escaped her eyelid. "I…I can't believe it. I haven't wet the bed since I was seven! Now after being kidnapped by that dumb spirit I just suddenly have to pee?!” She angrily got out of the crib and marched out of the nursery. There, she found the spirit playing peekaboo with Sweetie Belle (who was enjoying it?).

Scootaloo looked the spirit in the eyes and angrily shouted. "Hey you! Yeah you, you dumb spirit! I'm tired of being treated like a baby! I'm not some stupid toddler, I'm a thirteen year old and I haven't wet the bed in years! I don’t know what you did to me to make me pee myself, but it ends here!” Then she ripped her diaper off and threw it at the spirit, fully expecting it to hit her, unfortunately it went right through her and splattered all over the wall.

The spirit gasped when her beautiful flower wallpaper got hit by the used diaper. She was deeply saddened and also angry, and you don't want to anger this spirit. So she used her ghostly magic to diaper Scootaloo again (after cleaning her up a bit), and make it so Scootaloo can't take anymore of her diapers off (only the spirit could). "There, that should fix things, baby won't be making anymore unnecessary messes. If you somehow manage to take off your diaper again, you’ll go to bed without dinner.”

Then the spirit placed Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle into the magical playpen, which was enchanted to make them stay there, only able to play with the baby toys and do baby things. "Now you babies play nice. Mommy needs to go clean up that mess that Scootawoo made." She cooed, before she ran off and began cleaning the walls.

Scootaloo was very annoyed at having to wear the diapers, she’d never even asked for it. Yet when she tried to take off her new diaper, she found that no amount of tugging or pawing with her hooves could undo the tabs. It was like they’d been locked into place. She then looked over at Sweetie Belle, who was happily playing with some blocks as if she was enjoying all of this.

"Uh, Sweetie Belle, you're not actually enjoying this are you? Don't you miss Rarity, Apple Bloom and all of our other friends?” Scootaloo asked with concern.

Sweetie’s response took Scootaloo by complete surprise. "No, I don't miss Rarity or any of our friends. In fact, I hope we stay this way forever! I've always wanted to be a foal again, I always felt like something was missing! Think about it: No school, no cutie marks, no annoying big pony responsibilities. Everything is taken care of for us. So stop trying to mess this up for us, Scootaloo. If you don't. I'm sure mommy will put you in timeout!" She said with a cheerful smile.

Scootaloo was confused at her fellow filly’s response. How and why she was enjoying being treated like a foal? She'd almost certainly been using her diapers since if Scootaloo had peed, Sweetie surely would’ve had to go too by now. But was it willingly? Why would anypony who wasn’t a foal do such a thing?

The tomboyish pegasus didn’t know, so she just watched as her friend played with the blocks and moved to some plushies on the floor of the playpen. She didn't persist in asking Sweetie Belle what was wrong with her, it was obvious her friend had made up her mind, either willingly or otherwise. But Scootaloo wasn't going to give up, she was going to try and keep trying to find a way out even if it killed her. She did NOT wanna be stuck as a foal forever!

Scootaloo then picked up a Rainbow Dash plushie, hugged it tight and said to herself. "I miss you, Dash. But I promise I'll find a way out of this silly mess. We might have entered the wrong type of house this time. I just hope it doesn't end with us losing all our memories or something." She sniffled a bit, troubled and concerned that such a thing might happen.

Sweetie Belle, on the other hoof, wasn’t concerned at all. She was still mad that Scootaloo would even want to escape. “Maybe she’s just jealous,” Sweetie thought to herself. “Maybe I’m being too hard on her. It’ll take for Scootaloo to see that this is what’s best. This spirit is so nice, she’s the perfect mommy! She’s changed me four times already and even sang to me. This is so much better than when I thought we were looking for a ghost in a spooky old house.”

A part of Scootaloo told the filly she should apologize. “It’s not nice to be making messes in somepony else’s house. And foals shouldn’t take off their diapers when they don’t know how to use the potty.” A nagging voice in the back of her mind suggested. But the filly shook off the idea, she definitely wasn't going to apologize. This crazy spirit wasn’t going to break her!

Scootaloo’s thoughts were then interrupted when she noticed her diaper felt wet, and she apparently hadn’t even noticed until now. "Am I becoming incontinent? She asked out loud and thought about it: Why did she wet herself and not even notice? She kept asking herself but wasn't able to figure it out. She then tried thinking of random math questions to see if she was still smart. "Two plus two is four, okay I'm still smart." She thought to herself. Maybe she just needed to escape from… whatever this place was and she would go back to normal.

Yeah, maybe this was all just some kind of curse somepony put on this place! Scootaloo would have to remember to come back with help to break the curse’s hold on Sweetie Belle.

Then, suddenly, the door to the playroom opened!

Honey Sugar bent down in the foal gate and checked both her foals’ diapers. Surprisingly Sweetie Belle was clean but Scootaloo was a little wet. But Miss. Sugar didn't want to waste a diaper for such a small amount of pee and decided to keep Scootaloo in it for the time being, she’d made sure to use plenty of powder, so her foal wouldn’t be getting a rash.. "Alright, you both seem fine. But I think I should get you both some din dins" She cooed, scooping both of them into her hooves.

Both Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle couldn't help but hold onto the ghostly mare, suddenly afraid they'd fall.

Strangely enough, the mare somehow managed to step on a few Lego pieces on the floor. And when she did she exclaimed! "Ouch! Next time, please clean up after yourself, foals," But then she remembered how young her foals really were. They wouldn't know how to pick stuff up on their own. "Oh nevermind you're far, far too young to know how to pick anything up. You’d probably eat it or something." She giggled, stepping over the big mess and finally getting to the kitchen.

Once in the kitchen, the ghostly mare put both her foals into highchairs, although when Scootaloo was put into hers, her diaper felt cold and made her shiver. "Can I please get changed?" She begged, the coldness just didn't feel good.

"It's not full enough yet, and you’ve plenty of powder to protect you. Maybe if you put anything into it after Din Dins then I'll change you.” Miss Sugar said calmly and went to the cabinet to get out some baby food. She got Sweetie one that tastes like raspberry and Scootaloo one that tastes like green veggies, however the one she got Scootaloo contained a small amount of laxative. "Alright, who's ready to eat?”

Scootaloo, though still a little cold from her padded rump, ignored the cold and along with Sweetie Belle raised her hooves. She found herself cheering along, not expecting the horrible stomach pain she'd get later.

Miss Sugar just smiled, deciding to start with Scootaloo since she was being so cooperative now. It made her smile knowing that both of her babies were finally starting to cooperate.

Author's Note

Sorry it took so long for chapter 3 but I got the flu which took along time to heal but I'm better now.

Chapter 4: Accident and Learning to Escape

Scootaloo thought that maybe (just maybe) the mare would let her feed herself but nope, she insisted on feeding Scootaloo like the foal she was. Scootaloo didn't even try eating if she couldn't feed herself. What was she, a baby? She might be in diapers but she certainly wasn't a baby. That’s what Scootaloo thought as she suckled on her pacifier, not even noticing she was doing so.

Honey Sugar sighed. She knew the foals would probably do something like this eventually. But she'd dealt with stubborn foals before, now would be a great time to start tickling Scootaloo so she could get some yummy food in her tum tums. The mare lunged at Scootaloo and proceeded to tickle her while Sweetie Belle watched.

“Hey, get off me! And stop that… I'm allergic to tickling!" Scootaloo pleaded, trying her hardest to hold in her laughter, but she couldn't. Eventually, she let it all out and began laughing hysterically.

This was Honey Sugar's perfect chance. She quickly put the foal food into Scootaloo's mouth and watched as the foal ate every last bite.

It was disgusting, but Scootaloo found that she couldn't stop eating it for some reason.

Honey Sugar then put Scootaloo's food down, picked Scootaloo up and burped her. She was glad Scootaloo cooperated on that, it was so much easier when her babies didn’t try to fight her. She then got a bottle of fresh, warm breast milk and gave it to Scootaloo.

Scootaloo drank it completely, unaware that it was breast milk. "Huh, not bad. Actually better than normal milk." She said as she finished it. Then she watched as Sweetie Belle started to eat.

Unlike Scootaloo, Sweetie Belle wasn't being stubborn, she actually ate her food.

"See, Scootaloo? Eating is easy.” Sweetie said as they were both lifted out of their high chairs and taken outside, still in nothing but diapers. They were completely visible if some pony was to visit them, but surprisingly enough, no pony was outside. It was like a ghost town.

Honey Sugar put the two diapered fillies into a baby swing set that was powered by magic, and moved them slowly before she slowly walked away. "Now you girls be good while mommy is tending the garden. Just cry if you need anything," She cooed. “And remember, no wandering off anywhere. Mommy doesn’t want her foals to get hurt.”

Scootaloo fake gagged when the mare said all of that, and tried to find some way out of the swing. But as she did so her stomach began to growl, and not in the hungry kinda way either. Scootaloo knew exactly what it was and gasped, she had to poop! But there was one problem, she was stuck in the swing and there was no way that crazy mare was going to let her go willingly.

Scootaloo looked around, seeing that she had such short and limited options. She could maybe wiggle out of the swingset if she tried, especially if she could get out of the diaper that boxed her. Then, if worse came to worse, she could always just poop on the ground and “fertilize the soil”, even if her mom had toilet trained Scootaloo specifically so she wouldn’t do that. Surely, Dizzy would understand given the circumstances.

Of course, Scootaloo had to take off her diaper and escape the swing before she could think about trying to take care of her need to do number two. She reached her hooves down and tugged as she tried taking the diaper off. But it seemed to have some kinda magic lock preventing her from doing so, and she was exerting a lot of effort in the process, effort that wasn’t going into holding back what had to come out.

Reluctantly, Scootaloo sighed and resigned herself to the inevitable, knowing she had to let it out. She wasn't happy with what she had to do, but decided to let it out, get it over with and hope to be changed out of this mess when she released it. It was so unfair, she’d never messed herself once after getting out of diapers (even if that had taken longer than was probably ideal for most ponies. But her mom hadn’t cared, Dizzy felt she had potty trained Scootaloo at a reasonable age and at a reasonable pace).

Sweetie Belle, on the other hoof, didn't have to poop. She’d actually already done it a day ago while Scootaloo had been asleep. It actually hadn’t been that bad, especially since she knew Rarity wasn’t the one who would have to change her. But as she watched Scootaloo, Sweetie knew exactly what her friend was going to do and smiled. "Maybe Scootaloo will finally accept that there's nothing wrong with wearing diapers, maybe she'll want to wear them once she uses it! It’s what babies do, after all." She hoped and observed Scootaloo.

The truth was, Young Sweetie Belle simply wanted somepony to play with: Like blocks, some dolls, maybe even tag.

Scootaloo noticed the smile on Sweetie's face but ignored it, she couldn't figure out why her friend was smiling and she couldn’t really worry about it. Right now, she decided to just let it out. She breathed deeply and shut her eyes as she fought against her years of potty training. After a few minutes of pushing and grunting, the diapered pony was now sitting in a very squishy diaper of her own mess. "Ew! This is horrible! Somepony change me, please!” She said quietly in shame.

Scootaloo was about to say it louder, but Sweetie Belle stopped her by putting a hoof on her mouth.Scootaloo looked at her very confused. "Sweetie Belle? What gives? I just pooped myself like a little foal!"

"Well, Scootaloo I think you should just sit in that mess for a little bit. Maybe you'll find it’s not so bad. I mean we are wearing diapers and we’re babies after all. Babies obviously enjoy doing this,'' She cheerfully replied, hoping Scootaloo would stop trying to act like an adult. “Mommy will come by to change you soon enough. Isn’t it great that you didn’t have to stop playing to use the potty?”

"I… Sweetie Belle, what's wrong with you?!” Scootaloo exclaimed in disbelief! “Ever since we were put back into diapers you've been acting strange and I don’t like it! Is there some kind of magical effect on these diapers? Do they alter your mind or something?!" She asked, still nervous about her messy diaper. She looked at Sweetie's diaper and to her surprise she could barely see a magical aura. What was this magic doing? She had no idea but it did give her an idea for tonight when everypony was asleep. She was going to look around and see if she could find a spell book.

Honey Sugar came back to check on her little foals just a moment later. And when she did, she saw and smelt that Scootaloo made a big one in her diaper. "Yeesh, that smells! We’d better get you changed before you get a rash." She cooed, picking Scootaloo up from the swing, and putting a changing mat down on the ground. Then she pulled out a cute purple diaper with happy faces of Rainbow Dash on them, removed the old diaper, wiped Scootaloo clean, and put the fresh diaper on along with some baby powder.

"Alright, my little ponies, I'll leave you two out here for a bit longer. Momma will be back in just a few minutes,” Honey Sugar replied. But before she left, she pulled Sweetie Belle out of the swing and instructed. "Now you watch Scootaloo for Momma, okay, Sweetie Belle?" She instructed and gave the filly a small pat on the head.

"Okay, Mommy. Will do." Sweetie Belle innocently said and waved bye to her mommy. She then saw Scootaloo trying to run to the exit (but of course her diaper was slowing her down).

Scootaloo made it to the gate and opened it. But she wasn't able to leave the house. Something kept blocking her, preventing her from taking another step. It would seem as long as she wore the diaper she couldn't escape seeing as she the same magical aura on her diaper was also.on the exit.

This ghost pony was way smarter than Scootlaoo gave her credit for. It seemed she really had thought of everything. There was a good chance that she had similar enchantments throughout the house to prevent foals from doing anything they weren’t supposed to do.

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Honey Sugar felt a strange feeling when she suddenly saw Scootaloo trying to escape via a tiny vision in her head. She suddenly leaped into the air and rushed to the gate! When she got there, she saw Sweetie Belle on top of Scootaloo, holding her on the ground so she wouldn't leave.

"Mommy, Mommy! Scootawoo was trying to leave our beautiful home! When I saw her I just couldn't let her take this happiness away from me… so I jumped into action and stopped her!" Sweete declared as Honey Sugar patted her foal on the head.

Honey Sugar was very disappointed with Scootaloo as she picked the naughty foal up. “You’re a very bad baby, Scootaloo! You’re not supposed to leave, you could get hurt out in that big world!”

Scootaloo just stuck out her tongue. “I don’t care! You’re not keeping me prisoner here, you crazy mare! You made me poop myself!” And she kicked her hooves all about.

“Oh my, it seems I have a very disobedient baby,” Honey Sugar declared. “I guess I’ll have to teach you a lesson.” And she brought her hoof down on Scootaloo’s rump after pulling down her diaper.

Scootaloo was surprised at how the ghost hoof could make contact with her, and the spanking really stung even though it was over in the span of a few seconds!

Honey Sugar then carried Scootaloo into the house with Sweetie Belle following not too far behind. Now Sweetie was falling down, as if she had a hard time walking.

Scootaloo was soon placed into her crib and Sweetie Belle was put in her own.

"Now, because of what Scootaloo did, no deserts tonight for either of you,” Honey Sugar scolded. “Let this be a lesson, Scootapoo. Don't try to escape, and maybe next time you'll get tasty ice cream." She said and turned out the lights.

Scootaloo didn’t sleep, though. She waited about ten minutes before she was able to climb out of her crib and landed on her rump, but thanks to the diaper it was a very soft landing. She snuck past Sweetie Belle and opened the door to the nursery. As she walked by in the hallways, she saw Honey Sugar watching TV while eating some popcorn.

Scootaloo tried to sneak past Honey Sugar, but accidentally touched a board on the floor that made a squeaky sound. Honey obviously noticed and Scootaloo quickly hid in the closet, the perfect place for a foal to hide.

Honey Sugar walked into the hallway and saw nothing but noticed the room to the foals was open slightly. "Weird, I remember closing that." She peered in and checked on the foals in the darkness. Seeing that nothing was off, she closed the door.

Scootaloo felt relieved when she was able to sneak past the spirit and found a room that had “Magical book room” written on it. She looked around, saw a truly massive book and opened its first page. There she saw a page called “Regression”. She looked through the pages and gasped as she read! "Ponies hit with the regression spell might start thinking they are real foals. They begin to pee and poop without knowing or caring, and begin to act like real foals. The afflicted pony has at least two months to get rid of this spell. And if they fail, well, they can say goodbye to being like other ponies."

Scootaloo realized that the regression spell must’ve been what Sweetie Belle was being hit with! But how would she ever break its hold when Sweetie Belle already seemed to be too far gone?

Before Scootaloo could think of a plan, however, she accidentally knocked a glass full of plants over. And was caught instantly by Honey Sugar, who had just come into the room. "Okay little baby, I see you don't like listening. Well, mommy has a great idea to keep you out of trouble. Everywhere I go you go from now on. No more sleeping with Sweetie Belle, you will sleep with Mommy. If I do yard work, both you and Sweetie Belle will go with me. we will basically be like best friends."

Then Honey Sugar picked Scootaloo up and cradled the baby as she left. Then she went back to watching TV with the foal.

Author's Note

How will Scootaloo get out of this mess...

Chapter 5: The Note

Dizzy Twister had just come back from a long day of work. Upon entering the house she noticed something different (though not completely out of the ordinary), her daughter Scootaloo was nowhere in sight. She observed the house top to bottom, but there was no sight of her little pegasus daughter. She even entered her daughter's room, which had walls painted in Rainbow Dash's colors, Rainbow Dash merchandise and a few figurines of the Wonderbolts.

Out of everything in her daughter’s room though, there was something that caught Dizzy's attention: A note. She picked it up and began reading it, her face lit up in horror as she did so:

Dear Mom or whoever reads this note,

Sweetie Belle and I have decided to go ghost hunting in the old, abandoned Ponyville nursery. It's not like we'll actually find anything, spirits don't actually exist. What's the worst that could happen to us?

We'll probably be back tomorrow.

Scootaloo

Dizzy dropped the note in horror! She had flashbacks as to when she and one of her friends had gone there. How long did it take her to escape? Exactly two weeks. Now her daughter was likely suffering the same fate. And there was only one thing she could think to do. “I need to get help from my friend!” She exclaimed and left her house, then flew as fast as possible to her friend’s house near Cloudsdale!

Upn reaching her destination, Dizzy furiously knocked on the door repeatedly, not stopping even for a minute! Sure she probably shouldn't be doing this but what else could the worried mother do?

“I'll be right there,” The pony replied. She opened the door, only to be tackled to the ground by her friend Dizzy Twister, “Dizzy Twister? She said in shock, seeing the tears in her friend’s eyes.

“This is no time to talk! We need to go to Twilight’s and get some equipment,” Dizzy frantically exclaimed! “My daughter and Sweetie Belle went to the haunted nursery, Rainbow Dash! They’re in trouble, I just know it!”

Rainbow Dash gasped upon hearing those words, fluttering her unfolded wings she said. “What?! I thought that place got demolished long ago! Are you sure they didn’t just spend the night somewhere and forgot to tell you? I think they’d know better than to go into any place that was haunted.”

Dizzy Twister gave Dash the note as proof. Rainbow Dash read it and shook her head in disbelief. “I can’t believe Scoot would do something so stupid! If that nursery’s still there, Scootaloo’s sure to be back in diapers by now, and that’s if she’s lucky.”

“Let's go to Twilight!” Dizzy firmly vowed! “She should know of some way to get rid of this spirit once and for all! We have to get my daughter back before it’s too late! I don’t wanna have to raise her up from foalhood all over again! You don’t wanna know how long it took for me to get her potty trained! I don’t see how I’d survive doing it all over again!” Her tone of voice conveyed the confidence she had that she and her fellow pegasus could finish this.

“Alright, let’s go!” Rainbow boldly declared! “We’ll shut that nursery down for good no matter what it takes!” And she took off, with Dizzy Twister following close behind.

The two mares flew to Twilight’s castle in no time, and landed at her front door. There, they both knocked on the castle’s doors, only to be greeted by Starlight Glimmer.

“Is something wrong?” Starlight asked a bit nervously. She knew Rainbow Dash, but had never seen the other pegasus before

“We need Twilight's help, it’s urgent!” Both Rainbow and Dizzy screamed in unison, their eyes growing wide!

That caught Starlight off guard, and she nervously looked around before saying. “W-well… that might be a problem. Twilight isn't exactly here you see, she and Spike went to Canterlot to help Princess Luna with something.”

“Great, so now we only have Starlight to help us,” Rainbow Dash groaned, before giving Starlight the note Dizzy had discovered. “Look, this can’t wait. Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle are in terrible danger! We have to rescue them, now!”

Starlight gasped upon reading the note! “Follow me, and don't tell Twilight about any of this.” She knew exactly what the two pegasis wanted, and so she guided them to a secret room within the castle.The room she took them to had an ID scan. She put her hoof on the scanner and it glowed, opening a door. There, she showed them that what was in were a bunch of mysterious, hi-tech weapons that were mostly used for capturing ghosts.

The two pegasi gasped but knew what this meant! So both Rainbow and Dizzy took the ghost hoofguns, some spectral grenades, and a ghost capturing device.

“Okay, I think we're ready,” Rainbow decided. “And don't worry, Starlight, Dizzy and I promise not to say a word to Twilight. We’ll get Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle back safe and sound! Let’s go, DIzzy!” And the both of them left the castle.

Starlight left her secret room shortly afterward, closing it up then used her magic to make it invisible. Then she thought of something that only now came to her. “Wait, couldn't I have just used my magic to capture the ghost?” She thought, and blushed with the realization. She wanted to stop Rainbow and Dizzy, but they were long gone by now. She had already given them the equipment and weapons. Hopefully, it would be enough. “Well, I hope they succeed,” She thought to herself. “Wonder why I’m only now hearing about this abandoned, haunted nursery.”

Author's Note

I'm back after who knows how long, hope the gun bits not to out of the blue.