Rarity’s Escape in Manehattan

Rarity, Photo Finish and Angel Feather all ran through the studio where the fashion show was taking place. As their little chase went on, Rarity was starting to get out of breath. She paused, took a minute to look around her, and saw a chubby little white coated pegasus filly was running right alongside the other foals. And she was looking over herself with a pout on her face and sighed. “Oh no, tis is not good! Not good at aww! We gots to find somewhewe fast, or Suwi and Coco gonna take us to Stawwight, and ten we gonna be foaws foweva!”

Photo Finish looked all around. “We needs a pwace tat’s pubwic, tat way tey can’t just kidnap us!”

Angel sighed. “Guess tat’s ta onwy pwan we have.”

Rarity gave a sigh and replied to the mare. “Yeah, sowwie about tis, guess ya back in diapees now.”

“Yeah, I am,” Angel Feather replied, before sheepishly blushing. “I awways kinda wanted ta be a foaw again. But not wike tis.”

Rarity waddled over and hugged her new fellow foal, then nervously mumbled. “Otay, so wha do we do now? What can we do to twack down Twiwight so she can tuwn us aww back to nomaw?” She shuddered and whimpered. “I’d wike to gwow up again befowe I have to use my diapees fow numbew two, is gwoss!”

Photo Finish’s cheeks flushed red as she recalled. “Weww, thewe’s anothew fashion show going on wight now. I tink we can use tat to hide fow a bit.”

Rarity looked over with a confused expression and asked. “How wouwd tat wowk?”

Photo smirked. “Is a fashion show for foaws! I was gonna be a judge in tat contest too.”

Rarity was surprised by the statement. “Weawwy? Awe ya suwe?”

“Yeah, um is wike fow new designew cwothes and diapees,” Photo explained. “Come on, we gots to get going, now! Is the onwy way we can bwend in so Coco and Suwi can’t find us!”

“Otay ten, wead ta way!” Rarity replied while still feeling a bit unsure. Thinking about it made her realize this must’ve been what Hoity Toity and Blueblood had felt like when they’d first turned into foals. Being on the other side of it was a surreal experience.

Photo Finish, meanwhile, led the charge, running down the halls inside the building where the first fashion show was taking place. Rarity couldn’t help but blush as she heard the adorable little toddles coming from her and the others. Eventually, they all made it to the end of the hall and there an earth pony mare who was small and slender came upon the foals. She had curly amber locks for a mane and tail, had a pinkish-purple coat, blue eyes, and a cutie mark depicting some kind of purse.

The earth pony mare then looked down to see the three foals standing there and with a surprised look remarked! “Oh my, where did you three come from?! Are you lost, little ones?” The foals all started to jump up and down, babbling, which made the mare daww. “Aww, you’re all so cute!” She scooped the foals up into her hooves and threw them onto her back, then trotted into a room where a bunch of other foals were all gathered.

A bouncy pink coated stallion with a navy blue mane and tail and sea green eyes looked over with a look of confusion as he asked. “Where did these foals come from?”

The mare looked over and replied with a shrug. “I don’t know, they just showed up. I assumed they must’ve escaped from our little fashion show. We’ve had so many foals volunteered, I can’t keep track of them all!”

Together the two earth ponies looked over the foals surrounding them and then the stallion said. “Well, regardless, they’re adorable! So let’s get them dressed up, shall we?” The fashion designers then got to work, dressing the foals in new diapers and adorable little onesies before placing them among the other foals all gathered in a playpen. There they were presented to a trio of judges.

Rarity, Photo, and Angel were soon rolling around among the other foals seemingly babbling and just waddling about in their cute outfits. Rarity was a bit surprised upon touching her cute onesie and the frilly diaper poking through the leg holes. “So, I guess tat tis is the fiwst outfit of many we gonna have to weaw?” She asked Photo Finish.

“Yes,” Photo nodded back. “They’ww go thwough a coupwe wounds of diffewent outfits. I’m suwe it’z hawd to keep tem cwean, so they pwobabwy gonna switch tem often.”

Angel Feather, meanwhile, giggled, looking her diaper and onesie combo. She adored the pretty purple color and the diaper was just the right amount of thickness so that the buttons on the onesie didn’t pop open as she trotted about. “Guess we can test wun some cute foaw cwothes fow now. We can wook fow Pwincess Twiwight aftewe the contest is ovew and we know we’we safe.”

“Yeah, I guess. I just hope tis contest doesn’t wast vew wong. The onwy ting wowse than messing mysewf is messing mysewf in fwont of othew ponies. If anypony wecognized me, I’d nevew wive the humiwiation down!” Rarity exclaimed, then sighed as she turned to see the judges, all just smiling and taking notes. Then the foal realized that this little “fashion show” was more than just a simple demonstration of clothes and diapers, and so she laughed. She then ran around the playpen as Photo and Angel trotted after her, throwing plushies back and forth at one another.

Time flew on as the foals all were given frilly dresses to try on, and then some cute overalls, and given fresh new diapers with each outfit. It seemed that Suri and Coco were nowhere to be seen, which was a relief to the three new foals. But it was also worrying as that meant their pursuers could be anywhere, and she wondered if they were still even around after they’d regressed in age as well. Rarity could only hope they’d lost interest.

As Rarity and her friends were enjoying the “foal fashion show”, however, Suri and Coco were in fact just now crawling into one of the halls in the building. The now pudgy pink foal stomped along in her new chubby foal body. As she did so, she looked over herself with a look of disgust and snapped. “Wook wha ya did ta me, Coco! How come you couwdn’t captuwe two wittwe foaws, huh? Tat wasn’t so hawd to do!”

The little shy earth pony foal near Suri could only lower her head in shame and reply in response. “I…I’m sowwy, I didn’t mean to…”

“Didn’t mean to?” Suri snapped back. “Is tat aww you have to say?! Now wook at us! We’ww nevew captuwe the foaws or win fashion week wike tis! Tis is aww youw fauwt!”

“I…I…” Coco whimpered and started to cry, unable to control herself. That got the attention of a earth pony mare, who trotted over with a concerned look on her face. “Two more foals? Where are they all coming from? I swear, some parents here need to keep an eye on their kids. This place isn’t meant to be a daycare center!” She then picked them up and placed the foals onto her back, then trotted back over a small room where other foals were.

The caretaker stallion was stunned upon seeing the foals on his partner’s back. “Two more?! Not a single one left the studio I swear!”

“I know, I assume parents are dropping their foals off at the wrong venue or something. And they didn’t even diaper them. Don’t they know we invented indoor plumbing specifically so that ponies wouldn’t have to fertilize the soil anymore?” The mare grumbled as she went about and started to dress her new charges up in some cute onesies and fresh diapers, then placed them down on the floor.

Suri looked herself over with a pout seeing that she now had a frilly yellow onesies while Coco had got a violet colored one. “Tanks a wot, Coco!” She snorted and rolled her eyes. “Now youw dumb cwying got us put in diapees and onesies. Can’t ya do anyting wight?!”

“I…I sowie…weawwy.” Coco whimpered and shrank from Suri’s gaze.

“Whatevew, the othews gots to be hewe with these othew babies, so just keep an eye out fow tem and teww me if ya see them.” Suri grumbled as she waddled off, leaving Coco to sit there alone as she suckled on her hoof to calm her nerves.

After a few minutes of sucking on her hoof, Coco decided she better get a move on and find Rarity and the others. She looked around, scouring over the dozens of other babies and wondering what this place was. From the looks of the cute clothes and diapers, and the judges writing down notes it was clear they were all part of some sort of evaluation: The clothes and how effective they were on actual foals, from playing to eating to diaper changes. It was interesting and adorable to watch.

Coco continued to waddle around the room, ignoring the judges as best she could even though she found herself growing jealous of all the attention they were showing the other foals. Nopony was yelling or making rude demands, they weren’t sitting around expecting others to do things for them. Why couldn’t Suri be more like that?

The little earth pony then suddenly spotted three foals out of the corner of her eye. Two had coats of gleaming white, and a third had a grayish-light blue coat. Yet only one had a horn. They were all drinking from sippy cups and coloring on some paper together. And as they did so, they appeared to be deep in conversation about something.

“Could it be?” Coco thought as she trotted over, trying not to be noticed. As she drew closer, she could overhear the foals she had her eyes on. From what she could make out, they were talking about a “plan” to find this “Twilight Sparkle” so they could “turn back into adults”. There was no mistaking it, they had to be Rarity, Photo Finish, and Angel Feather. She then quickly trotted across the room, only to find Suri laying down for a nap.

Coco slowly trotted over with an angry look on her face, furious that her partner wasn’t doing anything to help and making her do all the work. Why was she doing this, and for what?! Just for Suri to get rid of Rarity and make that stupid deal with Starlight? It was clear how Suri would benefit, but what good would that do Coco if Suri was just going to continue to yell at her and treat her like dirt? Heck, who’s to say Suri wouldn’t keep Coco as a foal for a while as punishment, depriving Coco of the big pony privileges Suri would get to enjoy?

The earth pony foal thought for a moment and began to consider something she hadn’t thought of before: Maybe she should help Rarity and the others get out of here instead. Surely, Princess Twilight would show her mercy. Surely, she would not force Coco to stay as a foal.

So it was that, with her mind made up, Coco waddled away from Suri. Suri would get no further help from her now ex-assistant. The earth pony waddled back to where the three foals were earlier, and took a deep breath before she whispered. “Um…Wawity?”

The baby fashionista looked over and gasped when she saw who it was! “Oh no, it’s Coco! We gots to wun!” She cried to the other two foals as they all ran off! But Coco chased after them and cried! “Wait, howd on! I wanna hewp!”

The others paused and turned to the little earth pony filly who was looking rather downtrodden.

But Rarity snapped. “Wha do ya mean?! Ya tuwned us into foaws!”

“I know, and I sowie fow tat,” Coco whimpered. “I…I was just doing what Suwi says. I didn wanna tuwn ya aww into foaws.”

Photo blinked. “So… ya betwaying hew?”

“Y-yes,” Coco slowly replied. “I…I wanna hewp ya, I tink.”

“Weww, um we have a pwobwem,” The regressed, diaper wearing fashionista pointed out. “We aww came hewe to hide from Suwi, but now she hewe. We needs to get out of hewe and find Twiwight befowe we get caught by Suwi or Stawwight.”

“Right, but ta judges and big ponies tink we babies, so they’ww twy to keep us hewe if we twy to escape,” Angel explained. “We can’t just sneak past tem.”

Rarity nodded. “Tats wight, so we needs to find a way out of hewe as soon as we can.”

Coco gave a nod and sat down with her fellow foals, deep in thought. “Ta best pwan shouwd be a distwaction fow ta big ponies. One of us needs to get the judges’ attention whiwe ta west of us go and get Twiwight to change us back to nowmaw.”

“Otay, I’ww distwact the othews. Ya aww make a bweak fow it!” Rarity instructed! “Weady, set go!” And after straining a great deal, she managed to teleport herself across the playpen and on top of the walkway that led directly to the judges.

Rarity blushed, feeling slightly embarrassed about her current outfit: A frilly purple princess dress, her diaper (thankfully still clean even though she was sure all her squinting and grunting would’ve made her mess herself) clearly showing around her waist. But she knew she had to keep the judges all distracted from noticing her friends, so she threw her head back and flaunted her adorable little dress, blowing bubbles from her mouth to make sure the judges heard her. The little filly then began to strut in front of the judges, revealing her adorable diaper making sure to babble at them and roll herself around a little as well.

The judges seemed to be all rather surprised as Rarity really started to go all out. With their eyes all on her, she rolled around on the stage as a light pink coated mare slowly trotted over. “My goodness, this little filly just loves the spotlight, doesn’t she?”

An older earth pony mare whispered to the others. “I must say that this foal is probably the most adorable filly I’ve ever seen. And she’s a little diva to boot”

The other judges nodded as one replied. “She must become our mascot for our new line of foal clothes! She’s absolutely perfect! We can put her face on everything, even diapers! She’ll make them the most fabulous diapers in the history of diapers!”

Rarity was suddenly picked up by one of the judges making her kick and babble angrily (which only made the judges laugh). One by one they all cooed:

“Aww, who’s a little diva?”

“Look at her squirm. Oh, she's so precious!”

“She is clearly the winner! But who are her parents?!”

“Yes, that is quite right, we don't know who her parents are.”

“Well, we can inform them of the good news when we find them! I’m sure they will be thrilled to know their little filly is going to be famous!” The mare from earlier declared, holding her charge up for all to see.

Rarity began to worry a bit now. She would rather not be the face of a foal fashion line, let alone have her face on diapers. She then turned to see that her friends with Coco were sneaking out to find Twilight. Hopefully, they would save her from having to become a mascot.