Spike Has Three Mommies

Chapter Eleven

With her wings flapping as quietly as she could manage, Fluttershy carried Pound Cake into Sweetie Belle’s bedroom. The little boy was fast asleep and didn’t even shift as she tucked him into bed. Hopefully, he would stay that way until Fluttershy could find his sister and patch things up with Spike and Rarity.

As soon as she flew out into the hallway, she heard someone quietly sniffling from inside the master bedroom. With any luck, that would be Pumpkin Cake. Maybe things were starting to look up.

“Hello?” Fluttershy called out. She smiled as she pushed the door to Rarity’s bedroom open. “Are you in here, Pumpkin Cake? Don’t cry, honey. Fluttershy’s here…”

Now that she was inside, she could tell the sniffling was coming from under the bed. Fluttershy landed on her hands and knees, and peeked underneath.

“Leave me alone,” a tear-stricken voice replied.

“Oh, my.” Fluttershy pulled up the skirt of the bed to get a better look.

Curled up on the floor was Spike. His face was wet with tears, some of which had spilled onto the front of his t-shirt. And upon closer inspection, Fluttershy could see—or rather, smell—that his diaper really needed changing.

“I-I thought I could handle this!” Spike blubbered. He hugged his knees close. “I didn’t mean to… it was an accident…!”

“Of course it was, Spike.” Fluttershy reached out and took him by the shoulders. “I know you tried to hold it in. We’ll fix this, okay?”

Once she had the poor boy in her arms, Fluttershy could see that his diaper was sagging. While she didn’t mind changing a dirty diaper for a baby or a very sick animal, she wasn’t looking forward to the kind of mess that a prepubescent boy could make. But what else could she do? It wasn’t like Rarity could help—

But she wants to help, Fluttershy reminded herself. Their kitchen confrontation was still fresh in her mind. What kind of friend would she be to turn down Rarity if she offered to change Spike?

Still, given the size of the mess—

“Fluttershy?” Spike’s voice was still choked from crying, but he was looking up at her.

“Oh, sorry.” She smiled and held him close. “I was… distracted. Anyway, you shouldn’t feel too bad, Spike. We’re all here to help you. And I know Twilight won’t rest until she can find the right spell for you. She wouldn’t leave you with us unless she was sure you’d be fine.”

“I guess you’re right,” Spike answered glumly. He crinkled his nose and buried his face into Fluttershy’s breast. “I can’t believe this is happening to me.”

“Um, I don’t mean to offend, but maybe later you could…” Fluttershy blushed. “That is, maybe you’d feel better if you… t-take a nap?”

She closed her eyes, ready for another violent protest from Spike. But instead, she felt him pat her arm. When she opened her eyes, Spike was smiling awkwardly.

“I’m sorry about what I said,” he murmured. “I guess I might need a nap.” He laughed and smacked the side of his head. “Now that I think about it, what’s the matter with me? How could I turn down a nap and being taken care of for a day?”

“That’s the spirit!” Fluttershy gave him another hug and spread her wings. As she floated up, she gently set Spike down on the bed. “Now, you just wait there. I’ll go get a clean diaper from next door and—”

“Au contraire, Fluttershy! Allow me the honor!”

They both turned to see Rarity in the doorway, triumphantly smiling as she held Pumpkin Cake in her arms. The little girl was fast asleep, even smiling a little.

“I know we all said a lot of things downstairs that we didn’t mean,” Rarity continued, her cheeks flushing just a little. She walked in and gently handed Pumpkin Cake over to Fluttershy. “I suppose I was just feeling a little left out. And that’s when I had the best possible idea ever!”

Fluttershy looked down at the little girl in her arms. “Rarity, you changed her diaper?”

“I did better than that! Notice the green gems sewn into the waistband.” Rarity lifted up her hand, revealing a bracelet encrusted with the same jewels. “They’re enchanted gems. When the diaper becomes wet or soiled, the gems on the diaper turn red and so does my bracelet. This will make changing the twins much more efficient!”

“What a wonderful idea!” Fluttershy looked over at Spike and gave him an encouraging smile.

Rarity turned to look at Spike as well, clearing her throat. “Now, then. I… may have gone a little overboard on designing your diapers, Spike. I promise this new set won’t have ribbons. Or embroidery.” She smiled apologetically. “Much more suitable for a… handsome young man.”

Now it was Spike’s turn to blush. Fluttershy giggled and held Pumpkin Cake closer to her chest. “Well, I think I’ll leave you two alone.”

She flew out of the bedroom while a very awkward silence settled.