Fluttershy's New Foalby SuperPinkBrony12ChaptersChapter 1: The Start of a FamilyChapter 2: Moving Out Of The PastChapter 3: BreakfastChapter 4: Her Mother's FoalChapter 5: Nighttime WoesChapter 6: Scootaloo's Past ProblemsChapter 7: A Meeting With Somepony SpecialChapter 8: Revealing The TruthChapter 1: The Start of a FamilyChapter 1 The Start of a Family It was a bright and sunny day in Equestria and the Cutie Mark Crusaders were up to their usual antics of trying to earn their cutie marks. Today they were in the woods again at Scootaloo’s request to try to earn their ziplining cutie marks. Of course the trio had already tried this and truth be told, Scootaloo just like feeling like she was flying. As the trio set off down the line, Fluttershy happened to be walking by the end of it. When the crusaders crashed, she wasn’t too far off and came to see what the noise was. “Oh my goodness are you girls alright? Are you hurt? Can you walk?” Fluttershy, being herself was naturally worried about the fillies. Two of them were her friends’ little sisters and Scootaloo, well she wasn’t exactly sure. But she was important to Rainbow Dash so she had to do something! Of course the crusaders were once again covered in pine needles and tree sap, and stuck together. “We’re ok!” They replied in unison, allowing Fluttershy to sigh in relief. Sweetie Belle spoke up, being the most prim and proper of the fillies, “We’re just covered in tree sap again.” She groaned in desperation, “If I go like this Rarity will kill me!” Applebloom was the next to speak up, tossing out a solution. “Awww hush Sweetie Belle, we can just go back to tha farm and hose off before ya head home. Ain’t gonna take us long. Though getting back to the farm from here will take a bit of time since we’re all stuck together.” “Well if you want you can come back to my house and take a bath.” Fluttershy offered in her delicate tone of voice. “It’s not too far from here and my floors are naturally treated against pine resin so you can’t harm the floor if you wanted to.” “Are ya sure Fluttershy? I wouldn’t want ta intrude into your house.” “Oh it’s fine. I’ve done more than my fair share of foalsitting so I’m pretty darn good at bathing fillies.” The Cutie Mark Crusaders looked at each and decided it couldn’t hurt to take a bath and followed Fluttershy back to her cottage and up the stairs to her bathroom. It was a large old fashioned tub. As she filled it up and added bubbles the CMC conversed between themselves about the next ideas they could try for their cutie marks. “Alright everypony in.” Fluttershy instructed, picking up the trio with ease and slowly dropping them into the bubbles. “Now who wants to get washed up first?” She asked cheerfully, though she didn’t get a response. “Well Sweetie Belle thanks for volunteering.” “Wait I didn’t say anything!” She cried out, but it was already too late as Fluttershy quickly washed her hair and body. She was picked up out of the tub and quickly dried off with a towel. “Well that didn’t take long.” “Of course it didn’t,” Fluttershy replied in a singsongy voice, “I told you I’m good at bathing fillies didn’t I?” She giggled to herself and moved onto her next target, Applebloom. Applebloom, having been washed by Applejack and Big Mac when she was younger, didn’t say a word. The more she cooperated, the sooner she’s be out and dried off, and be able to put her hair back up. “Scootaloo, stay still. This will only take a minute.” She grabbed a hold of Scootaloo, who tried to squirm away. “Oh Scootaloo, you’ve always been so feisty.” And even with Scootaloo squirming she was clean in a jiffy. “Now how was that? Everypony feel better?” The crusaders nodded their heads in agreement, even Scootaloo who had tried to fight it. “Thanks Fluttershy!” They all said, trotting out of the bathroom. Fluttershy pulled the plug and followed them out of the room. “Oh girls before you go I have a favor to ask.” She got down in front of them and took a deep breath. “So my parents are going to come visit me in two weeks and I haven’t exactly been the most honest with them when I left Cloudsdale. I kinda told them I had a foal a few years ago so if it isn’t too much trouble, can I borrow one of you girls for a few days in two weeks? Take your time answering, I’ll need to know in a week though.” Naturally, the little fillies in front of her were confused and walked out without really saying anything. Applebloom politely declined the offer, as she and Applejack were going to Manehatten for a possible business deal with an upscale restaurant. “Ahm sorry Fluttershy, me and my sis are headed to Manehatten in a week. I ain’t even gonna be here to help ya.” “Oh that’s ok Applebloom. Thank you very much for answering me though.” Fluttershy replied as Applebloom left. “Oh well, mabybe Sweetie Belle or Scootaloo will agree to it.” Sweetie Bell had already left and Scootaloo simply shook her head no as Applebloom left. Naturally she was rather upset, as it was easy to offend or upset, butshe wasn’t too discouraged. Later that day she checked with Applejack about Applebloom’s excuse and it did check out. From the farm she headed to Rarity’s boutique and headed inside to ask her friend. “Hey Rarity, are Sweetie Belle available for me to borrow for a day in two weeks? It’s kind of important.” She asked, having already been invited in by Rarity. “Oh I’m sorry Fluttershy, I won’t even have her in two weeks. My parents are taking her on a vacation and she’ll be gone for three weeks to Canterlot, Manehatten, Phillydelphia, and I think even Coltsdale too.” Rarity sincerely, “Though I am rather curious about why you need Sweetie Belle of all ponies.” “Well my parents are coming to visit in two weeks and I kinda lied to them and said I had a foal a few years ago so I need a filly or a colt to look after for a few days. And don’t ask about that…. My dad said he was going to drag me home to Cloudsdale if I didn’t have a foal or a partner here…. And I’m afraid if he finds out I lied then he’ll beat be to an inch of my life!” She cried out, remembering her childhood trauma and the reason she left Cloudsdale as a teen to come live in Ponyville. “What kind of father beats their filly Rarity?” “You were beaten as a filly? Oh poor Fluttershy, that had to be horrifying. Why in Equestria have you not told anypony about that? And why didn’t you do anything about it when you were a filly?” Rarity hugged her friend tightly. “I couldn’t tell anypony about it… My entire family is kinda rough. My dad is a brute of a stallion and my brother,” Fluttershy paused, remembering her abusive brother. “He did some rather horrible things to so many ponies. He’s in prison Rarity! That’s how bad he is!” Being put in prison was a sentence most ponies wouldn’t ever dream of receiving for any crime. Rarity gasped, “Oh my, he must have done something horrible to deserve that punishment. What exactly did he do to end up in prison? There are very few ponies that have ever been sentenced to more than a weekend in jail.” She had never met anypony with a relationship with somepony in prison. “C-c-can we not talk about it?” Fluttershy asked, cowering in fear of her past. She was terrified and almost in shock of her past. Rarity relented and gave her friend another hug. “Getting back to the reason you came here, I can’t help you with the filly situation; though if there’s anything else that I can do certainly let me know.” “Thanks Rarity. I don’t know what I’m going to do without a filly for a few days, but it’s nice to know my friend has my back. Well I’m off for now Rarity.” She waved goodbye to her friend and headed back to her cottage. Fluttershy spent the week preparing her cottage for her parents. She cleaned up the living room where her couch was and arranged things to make it look like she had a child to take care of. She sighed sadly, knowing none of the crusaders had agreed to be her filly for a week; they didn’t even know what she had planned for them! Though Sweetie Belle and Applebloom had good reasons, and she couldn’t be mad at them. Suddenly she remembered something; Scootaloo hadn’t come back and given her an answer. Today was the day she had asked them to reply by, so maybe she’d be surprised. And surprised she would soon be, as Scootaloo was walking up the path to her cottage. She extended her hoof and knocked on the door. “Fluttershy? Are you home?” She called out to whom she assumed would be no one. She felt awkward for even thinking about this, and even more so when she knocked on the door just now. Fluttershy heard the knock and immediately assumed it was Applejack stopping by to drop Wynona off for the few weeks she was going to be gone if she hadn’t gotten Big Mac to take care of her. But to her surprise it was the young orange filly looking rather embarrassed on her doorstep. “Scootaloo, what are you doing here?” She asked, not really expecting her to come back. “Did you need something?” She was sure she wasn’t here to take her up on her offer. “Ummm yeah….” Scootaloo started out. Her entire body was shaking about what she was about to do. Her throat was tight and it was starting to get hard to breathe. She just needed to get it out and over with. It’d be a good idea right? “I came here to…ya know…. Take you up on your offer. I’ll be your filly.” She closed her eyes, as she blushed. This was way more embarrassing than crashing while trying to pull off a cool trick on her scooter. Fluttershy was rather surprised. “Are you sure Scootaloo? I’m sure you have better things to do with your time.” “Not really, Applebloom is leaving in an hour for Manehatten and Sweetie Belle left yesterday for her vacation. On top of that, I just got fired from my job yesterday for something I didn’t even do so I have nothing but time.” Scootaloo replied, sitting down while still shaking, as she was nervous. “You had a job? Why in Equestria would a filly your age have a job? I thought there were laws against fillies your age from working besides at a family business.” Fluttershy picked up the orange filly and took her to the kitchen table. There was no sense in making her filly for the week stand outside forever. “It’s…. a long story. I’ll tell you later if you really want to know.” Scootaloo seemed rather ashamed at this, but the mood was ruined when her stomach grumbled rather loudly. “Oh my, that was rather loud, Scootaloo you must be starving. When was the last time you ate something?” Fluttershy asked, bringing the orange filly into her cottage. “I think the last time I ate was….probably two days ago.” Scootaloo replied, not thinking this was odd in the slightest. It hadn’t occurred to her that she wasn’t exactly ordinary by any means. “Two days? Why aren’t your parents feeding you? That’s horrible!” Fluttershy was aghast at the situation. She couldn’t believe a pony would leave their filly to fend for themselves like this. “Who are your parents anyway? I don’t even think I’ve seen you with anypony besides the other crusaders really. Or with Rainbow Dash, but even then…” Scootaloo couldn’t hold it in, as this was a really touchy subject for her. Tears formed in her eyes and she began to cry quite loudly, after all she was just a filly. “I-I-I-I don’t have parents! They’re dead! They’ve been dead for years!” She had been sitting at Fluttershy’s table in the kitchen, but she hopped out of her chair and ran to the door. Forgetting it was closed and with tears in her eyes, she ran into the door. Fluttershy followed her to the door, being too far away to stop her from running into the door. She picked up the obviously upset and hurt filly and hugged her tightly. “Shhhh, it’s ok Scootaloo. Calm down. Mama’s here for you sweetie. Let it all out.” Fluttershy didn’t have a clue what was going on with Scootaloo, but things were starting to make sense a bit. “Come on, let’s fill that belly first ok? Then we can talk all of this out.” She knew, especially when dealing with normally emotionally uptight ponies like Applejack, a full belly usually made them just like a teddy bear. Scootaloo wasn’t going to complain about free food. She was rather happy to hear that there was going to be food. “Can you hold me Fluttershy?” She was feeling rather unsecure about herself. She had just revealed her darkest secret to a pony she was familiar with, but hadn’t really associated with before. “I don’t feel so good.” Fluttershy picked up the young, crying filly and took her back to the table. She held her for a few minutes, until she stopped crying audibly. It wasn’t everyday that a filly you’ve seen almost every day tells you she’s been homeless and alone for years. How could nopony have noticed? But that wasn’t the immediate issue. If she wanted to know anything about the filly, a full stomach had to come first. Especially if she hadn’t eaten since Wednesday, that’d be just cruel. “Don’t worry Scootaloo, mommy will make it all better ok? Just sit tight and I’ll make you a nice dinner.” She set her new little filly down at the table she had jumped from and went straight to work fixing a nice dinner. Fluttershy really didn’t care for the processed foods other ponies ate. She preferred natural ingredients, as was to be expected with her communion with nature. The only real processed food she even bought was cheese, since it had to be made, but she always bought it from local farms. She wished that Applejack would try to make cheese with the milk her cows made but she hadn’t convinced her at all. It wasn’t much, but she figured elegance could wait for later. Scootaloo just needed decent food in her developing body. She took out a glass for her new filly and poured some apple juice into. “Alright Scootaloo, dinner is served.” She placed the plate containing a small salad and sandwich down in front of her along with the glass of juice. Scootaloo had kept her head down, still crying silently about her past. It had always been a troubling subject for her, and she preferred to keep it quiet. As Fluttershy set the food down on the table, she lifted her head and looked at it. “Is this all…for me?” She’d never been treated like this before. Of course she had been served before but she’d had been at a restaurant or Sugarcube Corner, or at a friend’s house. But never had she been treated like this alone. “Of course silly. You are supposed to be my daughter aren’t you?” Fluttershy responded, patting her on the head. “Eat up, I know you have to be starving with the way your stomach was growling.” Fluttershy turned around to make herself some food. By the time she turned around, Scootaloo had already finished off her entire plate and her juice. “Oh my Scootaloo, are you already done?” Scootaloo had been used to eating rather quickly, and had scarfed down her food. “Is that a bad thing?” She asked, hoping not to have upset the mare who had taken her in. “Of course not silly. Are you still hungry? I can still make you some more food.” Fluttershy ruffled Scootaloo’s mane, giggling slightly. Scootaloo didn’t know exactly what to make of this but she wasn’t full yet. “I’d like some more food please. I’m not full yet.” She felt she should be reserved at Fluttershy’s house. The quiet pony exuded an air of grace and calmness so she felt rather quiet herself. “Of course sweetie. Want another sandwich or some more salad?” “Can I have both?” Scootaloo felt embarrassed asking for so much food, but she still felt like there was a hole in her stomach where food should be. She didn’t want to be greedy by any means, but maybe, just maybe Fluttershy wouldn’t think she was. Fluttershy didn’t say a word but simply went about making the food for her little filly, humming all the while. She placed the next plate in front of Scootaloo. This time the portion sizes were much larger, to try and accommodate the filly’s appetite. Scootaloo was rather pleased with the portion sizes and went to work on her meal. She didn’t take long to finish the salad or the sandwich and burped when she finished. “Thanks Fluttershy!” She felt more upbeat now, especially with a full stomach. “You’re most welcome. Though I would appreciate it if you would call me mommy or mom. You are supposed to be my daughter now.” Fluttershy responded to her filly, booping her gently on the nose, to which the young filly giggled a bit in response. “Now it is getting late so let’s get you bathed and ready for bed. How’s that sound?” Scootaloo thought to herself for a moment. Besides the bath last week after the crusaders had been completely coated in tree sap, she hadn’t had a decent bath in weeks. Most of the time she needed to bathe, she’d sneak into Sweet Apple Acres and use the hose to rinse herself off or go to one of the many creeks on the property. “A bath sounds really nice to be honest. It’d be nice to relax and not worry about animals at a creek or waking anypony up…” Thinking a bit ahead, she didn’t realize where she would sleep. Normally she’d share a bed with her friends if she stayed over, and thankfully they never wanted to come to her house. But that still loomed in her mind until Fluttershy picked her up. Fluttershy scooped up Scootaloo and carried her to the bathroom. “Scootaloo you didn’t bring anything here did you?” She hoped she hadn’t crossed a line or anything, but she had to make sure she didn’t misplace anything. Scootaloo shook her head, “Besides my scooter, helmet, and my saddlebags, I don’t have much of anything. I had a pillow once but it got nasty and torn up so I had to throw it out. Washing it…. didn’t go exactly as I had planned.” She didn’t seem too awkward about the subject, and freely admitted to basically not having a home. Fluttershy just kept quiet and set her new ‘daughter’ onto the floor of the bathroom and began to draw her bath. She waited till the temperature was just right and checked it herself. “Alright Scootaloo hop in and I’ll let you soak for a bit before I come back get you all clean. Be right back~” Fluttershy went off the bedroom to prepare the bed for both her and her new little filly. Scootaloo sank into the bath. It felt really amazing to be surrounded by warm water like this. She completely submerged herself, soaking her coat and mane. “Is this what a home feels like?” She thought to herself.”It feels pretty nice. I don’t ever want to leave…” She was lost in thought when Fluttershy returned. “Enjoying your bath Scootaloo? Looks like you are.” Fluttershy giggled a bit at how much Scootaloo appeared to be enjoying a warm bath. “Well let’s get you cleaned up and dressed for bed.” Before Scootaloo could say anything in return, Fluttershy was already at work washing her mane. Her touch was firm but gentle, and even with the aches on her body; Fluttershy hadn’t hit a single one. Soon the bath was finished and Fluttershy pulled her out of the bath and dried her off. “Alright little filly, come with me to my bedroom. You’ll be sleeping with me, if that’s ok with you.” Fluttershy stopped herself and made sure not to force Scootaloo to do anything she didn’t want to. “If you want to sleep alone that’s fine too. I won’t feel bad.” Scootaloo didn’t even have to think about her choice. “I wanna sleep with you!” She said, almost instantaneously. Her cheeks turned a rosy red color, showing her embarrassment quite well. “Is your bed big enough though?” Scootaloo inquired a bit about the bed, though yawning soon after. “Oh it’s plenty big. Applejack made it big enough for two full grown ponies plus a filly.” Fluttershy answered, somewhat hinting at something, which was lost on the tired filly. She picked her up and laid her onto her back. “Stay here and don’t move one bit. Momma’s gonna be back in a just a second ok?” Fluttershy hovered over to the other side of the room and quickly returned with several items in her hooves that she put down beside Scootaloo. She picked up a white rectangle, creating a small crinkling noise as she did so. Scootaloo had heard this sound before. She couldn’t quite place it though. It was familiar, and she knew she had heard it when she was at SugarCube Corner. Was it something Pinkie had? No, that couldn’t be it, but Pinkie had something to do with it. After a few seconds more of thinking she finally realized what the object in Fluttershy’s hooves was. “Is that a d-d-diaper?” Her eyes went from normal, to being completely wide-eyed, and looking at Fluttershy to looking away, embarrassed for some reason. “Mhmm, it is. I figured it might help you get into your role as my daughter if we had some point to start from, which includes foalhood.” Fluttershy didn’t seem awkward at all, considering she was about to diaper a filly she had just ‘borrowed’ for a week. She didn’t even stop to ask her if it was ok, and she proceed to unfold the diaper and slide it under Scootaloo’s flank making sure to pull her tail through properly. Scootaloo honestly wasn’t about to fight it. Sure this was odd to her, but for once in her life she had a mother, or at least a mother figure, taking care of her. She couldn’t even remember a day when she wasn’t at the orphanage or homeless. She sneezed as the powder hit her nose and before she knew it, the diaper was taped up snugly around her waist. She got to her feet and looked back at her newly diapered flank. “Well it’s not as bad as I thought it would be. I thought I’d be more embarrassed than this.” She commented, not feeling a speck of shame or embarrassment anymore. Sure it was a little bit awkward, but then again, Fluttershy had already gotten more out of her in a few hours than her friends had ever known. “Well then it’s time for bed. Would you like some milk to help you sleep?” She asked, to which Scootaloo nodded her head with a yawn. “I think somepony is going to sleep very well tonight. Especially after a nice warm bottle of milk. Milk always makes little fillies sleepy and helps them sleep through the night.” Fluttershy sounded just like a mother now, especially with a small orange filly in her arms. Setting Scootaloo back at the kitchen table she warmed up some milk in a saucepan, making sure it wasn’t too warm to burn her mouth. After three minutes or so, she poured the milk into a bottle and secured the top. She hovered over to Scootaloo, picking her up once more and cradling her in her arms. Without warning, she gently popped the nipple of the bottle into the young filly’s mouth, which was great with an instant suckling action. She could tell that Scootaloo was enjoying the bottle, making her feel quite happy. Soon the little diapered filly was asleep in her arms, finishing off the last of the bottle. She set the bottle aside, picking up a purple pacifier and replacing the nipple of the bottle with it. As tired as she was, the pacifier wasn’t rejected. It was almost welcomed, if she thought about it. “Sleep well Scootaloo. Mommy will be right here with you.” She said softly, kissing her on the forehead. Fluttershy curled up in bed and Scootaloo immediately sought the warmth of her new mother. The yellow pegasus couldn’t help but smile as she brought the blankets up over the two of them. This was the start of her family. Chapter 2: Moving Out Of The PastUpdate So a lot of people have been wondering if this story is dead or not. No, I'm alive and the story isn't dead. I just finished finals for the semester two weeks ago, and last week off was my time to myself to do whatever I wanted to for once. And now that I have some free time and inspiration to write, I can finally start again! First thing that you should know, the first chapter was re-written to an extent and I filled in some plot holes and inconsistencies that some kind people pointed out. I hope everyone enjoys it and look forward to the next chapter due out sometime this coming week. Chapter 3: BreakfastChapter 2: Moving out of the Past Chapter 2 Scootaloo’s Past It was late into the morning when Fluttershy finally awoke. She hadn’t slept this late since the rainstorm that trapped Rainbow Dash and herself inside her cottage for two days. She saw Scootaloo still sleeping soundly, including the pacifier that still remained in her mouth. Fluttershy couldn’t help but feel on top of the world. She could say she was a mother now. Or at least for awhile, as she couldn’t be certain what Scootaloo would do once this whole charade was over. But for now, she felt like she had been a good mother up until this point. Scootaloo had finally woken up while Fluttershy had been observing her from across the room. She rose, completely forgetting where she had been from the previous day. The young filly half expected to wake up to her usual alleyway or the clubhouse if she was lucky. “Wha….” She looked around, confused to see Fluttershy staring back at her. “I’m sorry Fluttershy! I didn’t mean to take up your bed!” She instantly apologized for what she thought she had done. Fluttershy thought it was cute to a degree, but she could tell Scootaloo wasn’t telling her the whole story. “Hush now Scootaloo. You didn’t do anything wrong.” Her voice was soft and gentle, as it had always been when she dealt with fillies and foals. “You slept with me the entire night; I didn’t hear a single sound from you. I think somepony enjoyed her pacifier a bit.” Fluttershy fluttered back over to her filly and picked her up. She looked at Scootaloo’s diaper, and saw the deep yellow hue where there should have been white. “Oh my Scootaloo, your diaper is soaked.” Scootaloo looked down at her flank, and saw her wet diaper. She started to tear up a bit, since she had expected this. “Damnit…. I was hoping I’d stay dry for a night for once. I guess that was a bit too much to ask for.” She buried her face into her new mother’s chest and cried. Fluttershy wasn’t a pony for that kind of language, and later she’d find out where Scootaloo had heard it, but for right now this little filly needed comfort. “Shhhh… Mama’s got you sweetie. We’ll get you a fresh diaper and then we can talk about it ok? That is if you want another diaper Scootaloo.” Fluttershy took a moment to make sure she wasn’t forcing anything on the young distraught filly. She’d obviously been through enough. Scootaloo was a bit confused at the question. Did she want another diaper? Well she had obviously wet this one, though that was at night. “C-c-can I just stay in diapers for now please?” She asked, afraid of being a freak. “Well if that’s what you want Scootaloo it doesn’t matter to me. I just saw a wet diaper and that usually means a diaper change. And since that’s what you want, I have no issues with it.” Fluttershy had always been a kind and caring pegasus. She wanted to make her filly feel comfortable as possible. “Do you want to talk after this Scootaloo? I think you’re not telling me a lot.” Scootaloo nodded her head in response. It would be nice to finally get all of her burdens off of her chest. Fluttershy was more than happy to change her new little filly. She placed the orange filly on the changing table she had set up once she had woken up. Scootaloo didn’t fight back, choosing to remain still and content and suckle her pacifier. Fluttershy made quick work of Scootaloo’s old diaper and wiping her privates clean. Once again the foal powder came out. Scootaloo caught a whiff of the powder this time and didn’t sneeze. Instead it was rather calming to her. “Mama, what’s that scent?” Scootaloo asked, finding it familiar. “I feel like I’ve been around this scent before…” She drifted into thought for a moment, but after remembering she HAD foalsit the twins with Pinkie, it could have very well have been that. But why was it so calming then? Fluttershy didn’t answer Scootaloo’s question at first, though she was overjoyed to hear her call her mama. After the new diaper was securely in place, she spoke up. “The foal powder? That’s lavender. It’s mine and Rainbow Dash’s favorite scent.” She knew Scootaloo would feel better when Rainbow Dash was mentioned. And indeed the mere mention of Rainbow Dash made Scootaloo feel better. It wasn’t a great improvement, but from where she had been since she’d arrived yesterday this was a definite improvement. “Rainbow Dash’s favorite scent? That’s awesome!” She almost shouted, but it hurt her throat a bit from crying yesterday. “Ow…my throat is killing me…” She commented softly. “Oh I have just the thing for that sweetie!” Fluttershy was excited. She didn’t think she’d get to use something she’d gotten on a whim. She pulled out Scootaloo’s purple pacifier and replaced it with a pink one. “Suck on that for a few minutes and you should feel much better. It’s a magical medicinal pacifier. It should cure everything from stomach aches to sore throats to even helping you breathe if you get a cold.” Fluttershy picked up her filly and carried her back to the bed and sat her in front of her. “Now, I think we need to talk. I’m not mad or upset, but I think there’s a lot weighing you down. Let’s start with you being homeless. How long have you not had a home?” Scootaloo sighed, as this was never an easy subject for her to talk about. In fact, Fluttershy was the first pony she’d ever mentioned not having a place to stay for more than a night. “I’ve…. I’ve been homeless for almost 4 years. I kinda got used to it. Sure it was hard but nopony really seemed to care enough to ask….” Scootaloo hung her head in shame. Fluttershy wasn’t shocked or upset, simply bringing her into a hug. Scootaloo was greatly calmed from this, which gave her a bit more strength to talk about her past. “I guess since you know more than anypony else I’ll tell you the truth. I wasn’t born in Ponyville, though I guess anypony could have figured that out. Before I came here, I lived in Port Mane. I was in an orphanage there and it was horrible. None of the caretakers really cared, they were just there for a paycheck. One of them beat me pretty often actually….” She held back the tears best as she could, but a few leaked through. She swallowed and continued. “Before the orphanage I lived with a nice couple. I was fed, I had a place to live, but they weren’t really interested in a pegasus filly. They were unicorns. I had nothing against them, but I felt neglected and alone so I ran away from Fillydelphia to Port Mane and they threw me in that orphanage. I don’t even remember my actual parents….” Scootaloo was amazingly still intact after her spiel of her history. Fluttershy was absolutely astounded. A filly had been beaten at an orphanage and she would rather be homeless for that long instead of being in a place where she could have gotten adopted. This filly was stronger than she could have ever been. She would have just stayed with the first family and preferred to have been ignored. “Oh my, you’ve been through an awful lot Scootaloo. But you know what? You’re not going to have to worry anymore. You’re more than welcome to stay here if you want. In fact I insist you do. I can’t have a young filly like you out there all alone. I’ll be your mama for real if you want to sweetie.” That was probably the best news she had heard all day. Or in the past four years. “A-a-are you sure? I’m not much of daughter….nopony wanted me at the orphanage.” Scootaloo didn’t want the pony that had done of all of this already to have a burden like her to take care of. “Of course, I know another pony who’d be glad to hear about this. But that’ll have to wait a week.” Fluttershy commented, thinking of her special somepony. Scootaloo wanted to think about it for a minute, though honestly there wasn’t much to think about. A warm bed, food, and a mother? This was almost too good to be true to her. “You’ll never leave me? I’ve been alone for so long…. I don’t want to be alone anymore. I don’t think I’d be able to handle it.” “Why would I ever leave my little filly? A mother should never abandon her daughter. I’ll never leave you as long as you promise not to leave me. I’ll even get the papers to adopt you properly if you want. I never knew you’d been through this much.” Scootaloo’s answer was nothing more than hugging her mother more than she’s ever hugged anypony before, even Rainbow Dash! “Pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease!” She cried happily, happy to have found a home. Fluttershy responded with a kiss to her daughter’s forehead. “Now let’s go get you some breakfast, I think I can cook up some yummy pancakes if you’d like.” Breakfast sounded good to the young filly and held tight to her mother as they went downstairs. Chapter 4: Her Mother's FoalChapter 3: Breakfast Chapter 3 Day One: Scootaloo’s Foalhood Scootaloo held close to Fluttershy. She was feeling… loved and she felt safe. A feeling she hadn’t experienced much in her short life. “What kind of pancakes are you making mama?” Scootaloo asked, soon being set down at the kitchen table. Fluttershy grabbed a pan and started to heat it up. “Well what would you like sweetie?” She asked, now gathering the things to make the pancake batter. Fluttershy was willing to do quite a bit for her new filly. Scootaloo sat and thought to herself. What would go good in pancakes? She knew Fluttershy was good at making cookies, especially chocolate chips cookies. They were so moist and chewy. They were even better than the cookies the Sugarcube Corner made. That gave her an idea. “Could you put chocolate chips in the pancakes? Like is that possible?” She asked, hoping it was. If not, she knew blueberries were. She loved blueberries, as evidenced whenever Dinky brought her mother’s muffins into school. She would always be the first to snatch a blueberry muffin. Fluttershy smiled and nodded. “Of course I can. Chocolate chip pancakes coming up then!” She had finished the batter and was now buttering the pan for the pancakes. “Would you like something to drink Scootaloo? I can imagine after that soaked diaper last night you must be pretty thirsty.” Fluttershy talked as if the diapers were normal, and as if they were needed. Which they obviously were needed, if only at night for the orange filly. Scootaloo couldn’t help but blush at the mention of the diaper she soaked completely last night. She felt bad for not telling Fluttershy about it, but all of her friends had outgrown their nighttime accidents. Even Sweetie Belle didn’t wet the bed! She was less cool than Sweetie Belle! Rainbow Dash could not find out about this. “Umm…apple juice? Either that or milk.” She responded sitting patiently at the table. Her diaper was a welcome addition for the moment. It was boosting her seat at the table slightly and it was its own cushion as well. “I could get used to these I guess. Just can’t let Rainbow Dash see me in them.” Fluttershy giggled a bit. “Sounds like somepony likes her diapers.” Fluttershy teased, going to the fridge and pouring a sippy cup of apple juice for the filly. She hovered over to Scootaloo and set it down in front of her. “One sippy cup of apple juice for my little filly.” She said, hovering back over to the stove where the pan was ready for the pancakes. Scootaloo looked at the sippy cup in front of her. What was she? A two year old foal? But she was wearing diapers. Which raised another question, why did she have to wear diapers at all? She knew she was supposed to be Fluttershy’s foal for the next week and that she was supposed to bond with her as well. But why the diapers? She had been much too tired last night to even care. Then again, just less than fifteen minutes ago, she had been granted the gift of a home and a mother nonetheless. All in all, she decided not to question it. She could deal with it, just so long as Fluttershy didn’t take her out in public like this. Scootaloo began drinking the apple juice slowly, as to not upset her appetite. She wanted to stuff her face full if chocolate chip pancakes. She waited for her mother to finish cooking. “Well I guess I kinda do like the diapers to be honest.” She said, breaking the silence. “They’re soft and comfortable. I can’t believe I’m saying this but they really are. Please don’t tell Rainbow Dash!” Fluttershy giggled a bit. Rainbow Dash would find out on her own one way or another. “Don’t worry Scootaloo, I won’t tell her you love your diapers. I won’t even tell her anything about you wearing diapers in the first place. How does that sound?” Fluttershy asked, pulling the first batch of pancakes out. There would need to be at least three more batches made. “Food will be ready in a few minutes.” She announced, continuing her cooking. Scootaloo didn’t know what to do with this free time. Normally for her at this hour, she would have attempted to scrounge together breakfast, and have already been at work or school. So the fact she could sit still for even ten minutes and not have to do anything was new to her. She was dealing with conflicting emotions as well. She had loved her independence, but she was starting to enjoy not having to do anything. It was still new however, but soon enough her plates of pancakes were placed in front of her. “Here we go sweetie. A fresh batch of pancakes for my little filly. Would you like butter or syrup?” Fluttershy asked, nuzzling her new daughter gently before setting her own plate down. She knew Scootaloo could eat a lot more than she had placed in front of her, but she had taken enough nutrition classes in school to know that it was a bad idea to feed somepony a lot if they hadn’t been eating properly. Scootaloo nodded, “Butter and syrup please.” She asked politely. Certainly enough, she was rewarded with enough butter and syrup on her pancakes. “Thanks mama.” She said, before digging in. She ate slower than normal, remembering what her mother had said the previous day. Breakfast was soon eaten, and Scootaloo was full. Fluttershy cleaned up the dishes and picked up the little orange filly in her arms. “Well let’s wash this down with a bottle shall we?" She asked kindly, sitting down and popping the bottle of milk into Scootaloo’s mouth. Scootaloo took to the bottle with surprise, but started drinking slowly. She was trying to gauge whether she was enjoying this treatment so far, and indeed she was starting to warm up to the idea. Maybe it was ok to start over. It had been six years since anypony had even really tried to take care of her, and her mama was doing a really good job of that. Maybe being a foal for a week was going to be enjoyable. After finishing the bottle, she was burped quickly and cradled in Fluttershy’s arms. “That was good mama. So I’ve decided…. I wanna stay a foal… even after the week is over.” Fluttershy’s eyes lit up as she hugged her tightly. “Oh you’ve made me the happiest mare in the world sweetie. Don’t worry, mama’s gonna take good care of you. Now how about we go see your new room?” Chapter 5: Nighttime WoesChapter 4: Her Mother's Foal Scootaloo cocked her head to the side. “M-my new room?” She asked, rather confused. She hadn’t had her own room for as long as she could remember. “W-what’s it look like, Mama?” Fluttershy was giggling with happiness and at the innocence of her new daughter. “Well, why don’t you close your eyes and I’ll show you your new room,” she replied, putting Scootaloo on her back and walking up to the other bedroom she had in her cottage. She opened the door happily and set Scootaloo on the floor. “Alright sweetie, open your eyes and take a look.” Scootaloo felt herself being placed on the floor. She kept her eyes closed and took a deep breath before opening her eyes. Before her was a room that looked a bit like a merging of Fluttershy’s room and Rainbow Dash’s (Scootaloo had been up to Dash’s cloud house once or twice, and seen the inside) with yellow painted walls with lightning bolts on them, a few Wonderbolts posters and some action figures of several of the Wonderbolts, even one of Rainbow Dash, seeing how she had helped the Wonderbolts on multiple occasions and was in the Reserves. In the corner, by a window that looked out towards Sweet Apple Acres was a bed with a blue quilt with cloud designs and what looked like the softest pillows Scootaloo could’ve wished for. She looked to Fluttershy, her eyes wide. “Is this really my room?!” Fluttershy nodded, then winked. “One of them.” Scootaloo blinked, her wide-eyed stare turning into a confused frown. “Huh?” “Well...” Fluttershy trailed off, walking out the room and indicating for Scootaloo to follow. She did as Fluttershy led her into another room, closer to the Fluttershy’s and followed her inside. What she saw made her do a double take, but in a good way. It was a nursery, a really big one. It looked like her bedroom, only with foalish stuff. The floor was padded, there was a changing table big enough for a filly such as her self with room to grow, a crib of similar size, diapers, foal toys (including several large plush toys) and many other small accessories one would expect a foal to have. Yet, as she took a look around the room. Scootaloo was surprised to find herself calmed. She didn’t feel weird about being in a nursery that was now hers. She didn’t feel weird about any of the items in the room. It was confusing and she didn’t quite understand what it meant yet, but she didn’t even have to worry about that. “So,” Fluttershy said, nuzzling Scootaloo’s mane. “How do you like your other room?” She was glad to see that Scootaloo responded by nuzzling her gently. It made her feel like she had done well so far. Fluttershy couldn’t help but smile and held Scootaloo close. They stayed like that for a few moments, before Fluttershy let go and smiled down at her filly. “Would you like to help me feed the animals and then we can play?” Scootaloo grinned. “Sure, Mama.” The next half hour was spent feeding the various animals Fluttershy cared for their morning food. Scootaloo couldn’t help but laugh as, while she’d been feeding the chickens, Angel had tried to sneak a carrot from the other bunnies and was caught by several chickens, who chased him around. This, of course, would be the first of the many antics she’d get to see Angel participate in. After feeding the animals, Scootaloo played with a few of the forest animals, like the badgers and some squirrels. As she played, Fluttershy couldn’t help noticing that, had anypony else been around, she wouldn’t be seeing this side of Scootaloo. She’d never really played much with the animals during her other visits and she was happy to get this chance. Twenty minutes later, Scootaloo came back inside with Fluttershy and went back to Scootaloo’s nursery and asked what the smaller Pegasus wanted to do next. Scootaloo looked around, her eyes falling on the plush animals and blushing. “Um, Mama?” she said, uncertainty in her voice. Fluttershy looked at her, slightly worried by the tone. “Yes?” She was certain that Scootaloo was ok, but a mother couldn’t ever not worry about her foal. Scootaloo looked down, scuffing a hoof at the floor. “I... can we play with the plush toys?” Fluttershy blinked, a little surprised Scootaloo would want that, given her personality was so similar to Rainbow Dash. “You won’t tell anypony, will you?” Scootaloo asked, looking back with pleading eyes. Fluttershy felt a tug in her heart. Scootaloo was asking, not simply because she wanted it, but because she was scared. She must have spent her whole fillyhood wanting something like this, but had had to hide it in order to keep up the image of a tough pony who didn’t need help. It made her heart break knowing that a filly had to keep up such an image. Scootaloo wanted to actually be a filly and not a tomcolt. Fluttershy gave a warm smile and held Scootaloo close. “Don’t worry, sweetie. I Pinkie Promise not to tell anypony unless you want me to.” She felt Scootaloo relax in her embrace and nuzzled further into her barrel. She was set down on the floor, glad that she could get to do something so simple. Her mother had obtained many plush toys, and at first the mountain of toys was overwhelming. She took it all in, and then decided after a few minutes. The orange filly took hold of a white kitten, as white as snow. She felt like she should be playing gently with this kitten. She looked at her mother and she giggled. “Wanna play mama?” She asked, hoping to see if she would play with her. Fluttershy couldn’t say no to her daughter. That face and grin was more than enough to convince her to play with her. “Oh of course sweetie, I’ll play with you. I can’t say no to that grin.” She teased, kissing the filly on the forehead. Scootaloo was glad to hear that. She hugged her plushie close and they began playing. She soon found herself immersed in a fantasy story traveling as a kitty and her mother being a gray kitten plush that was also in the massive mound of toys. The adventure lasted for several hours and as they played, Scootaloo’s stomach grumbled, telling her that it wanted more food.She didn’t want to stop playing but the empty feeling in her stomach pulled her out of her fantasy world. The grumble caused the filly to blush and the mare to giggle and they headed downstairs for a slightly early lunch. Fluttershy made something simple. She didn’t want to upset the filly’s stomach, but she wanted something nutritious to put in her tummy. She decided that spinach would be something decent and tasty and gentle. A bit of goat cheese would provide enough flavor to offset the bitter taste. Soon enough she pulled a finished meal over to the table. Scootaloo enjoyed the penne with spinach and goat’s cheese sauce, having never tasted anything so full of flavour in her whole life. Even Pinkie’s baked goods couldn’t compare. She was surprised at just how well something so simple tasted. She had eaten Fluttershy’s food before and had no idea why her mother’s food was so yummy now. Swallowing her last bite of her meal, Scootaloo yawned loudly, rubbing her eyes. She was still not used to the simple kind of morning she was experiencing, and compared to what she’d been so used to for such a long time in her life, her body was taking advantage of it now and asking her for more, well deserved rest. Fluttershy smiled as she saw her filly’s eyes drooping and her bobbing head as she tried to stay awake. She picked Scootaloo up and placed her on her back, and walked upstairs, heading for the bedroom. However, just as she put a hoof to the door handle, she thought again and headed for the nursery. Scootaloo would love to sleep in her crib. She thought for a moment and smiled. Carefully, mostly because Scootaloo had fallen asleep the moment she had been placed on the her back, Fluttershy lay the sleeping filly in the crib and put the covers over her. Fluttershy gave Scootaloo a small kiss on the forehead, to which the filly gave a small smile, and headed out the room leaving her daughter to rest. ___________________________________________________________ An hour later, Fluttershy came in and found Scootaloo starting to wake up.She decided to check the state of her daughter’s diaper since she’d woken up wet earlier today. She wasn’t surprised when she found Scootaloo to be wet. She cooed a bit to gently wake her filly. “Sweetie...time to get up…” She said softly. Fluttershy giggled as Scootaloo stretched and made cute noises. Fluttershy picked her up and hugged her, setting her on the changing table. She wouldn’t waste a moment getting this orange filly into a fresh, snug diaper. By the time she was in a clean diaper, Scootaloo was fully awake. A part of her was about to ask Fluttershy to remove the diaper... when another, smaller part of her stopped the words from coming; a small voice telling her it was alright, even good, to be wearing the diaper. “So, my little filly,” Fluttershy asked as she brought Scootaloo down and nuzzled her. “Would you like to go for a walk with me?” Scootaloo blushed and squeaked, looking down. “W-we’re not going into town, are we? I-I don’t think I want the others to see me yet.” She whined. “And I really don’t want to give Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon anything to use against me.” Fluttershy blinked and understood what her daughter was whining about, then smiled. “It’s just a small walk in the forest, to feed the animals. We’re not going into town just yet ok sweetie?” Scootaloo looked up worriedly. “The Everfree Forest? Isn’t that dangerous?” She asked, not knowing what Fluttershy knew. Fluttershy shook her head. “I know a small path that’s safe. I always use it when feeding the animals. Nothing bad goes on that path. It’s enchanted I think. Zecora’s hut path branches off of it as well.” Scootaloo still looked unsure, but nodded. She followed her mother outside, waddling as her diaper was still rather awkward to walk with. The two spent a fair amount of time walking through the forest, Fluttershy even letting Scootaloo feed a few of the animals. Scootaloo had to admit, it was very relaxing just walking through the forest like this. That was until Angel played a prank on her, leaping out of some nearby bushes, wearing a mask from Zecora’s hut, which they’d passed just a minute ago. Scootaloo yelped and hid behind Fluttershy, thinking for a moment that Angel had been a monster of the Everfree. “Angel!” Fluttershy scolded the white bunny, who was rolling around on the forest floor, laughing. “That wasn’t very nice; that was mean.” Scootaloo, now realizing it was Angel, came out from behind the mare and scowled at the bunny. “Not cool, rabbit.” Angel just shrugged, then hopped away back in the direction of Zecora’s hut, probably with the intent to return the mask. When they were finished feeding the forest animals, the two pegasi and rabbit returned to the cottage. Scootaloo decided to look at her room again, to get a better look. She went in and looked at the bookshelf, seeing several books that looked familiar. Reaching up, she pulled the closest one down and her eyes widened. It was Daring Doo and the Sapphire Stone. Dash had read this to her the night she’d asked the cyan mare to be her big sister. She looked up and realized the entire Daring Doo collection was on the shelf, a huge grin making its way across her face. She pulled every one of the books down and started reading. After Dash had read the Sapphire Stone to her, she’d wanted to know more of Daring’s adventures, especially after Dash told her Daring Doo was real, but hadn’t found the time to get Dash to read to her, or go to the library and do so there without anypony seeing her. Scootaloo lost track of time as she joined Daring in her adventures as she read each book, feeling the rush of adrenaline as Daring fought her way through each exciting adventure after the last. When Fluttershy walked in and tapped Scootaloo on the shoulder, the younger Pegasus yelped, jumping a little. “Oh, I’m sorry, sweetie,” Fluttershy said, her eyes becoming worried. “I didn’t mean to scare you.” “S-scare me?” Scootaloo said, the waved a hoof nonchalantly. “Nah, ya didn’t scare me, Flut— I mean, Mama. I’m cool. You just startled me, is all.” Then she whispered. “Wonder if Rainbow Dash gets that lost in those books.” Fluttershy’s smile returned and she nodded. “Okay, then. Well, dinner’s on the table. Are you hungry?” Scootaloo’s stomach answered with a low grumble, causing the filly to blush and Fluttershy to giggle. Dinner was a squash casserole with onions and pepper. Fluttershy couldn’t help but feel warmth flooding from her heart as she watched Scootaloo happily chowing down, the biggest grin on her face. As soon as she’d finished eating, Scootaloo cringed a bit, causing Fluttershy to become concerned. She watched her body language for a moment in the silence. “What’s wrong? Mama’s here to help you.” Scootaloo looked away and blushed.. “I... used my diaper.” She said, feeling the shame boil to the surface. Fluttershy giggled. “Oh, Scootaloo. Why are you embarrassed now? You’ve used your diapers several times today.” She did her best to play it off, almost certain she knew what Scootaloo meant. “This time I went number two….It feels really icky mama.” the filly replied, her ears folding back against her head. Fluttershy smiled warmly at Scootaloo. She walked over to Scootaloo and nuzzled her. “That’s okay. Don’t worry, I won’t tell anypony. Now, let’s get you cleaned up and changed, ok?” A few moments later, Scootaloo was once again laying on the changing table in the nursery, Fluttershy changing her diaper. It was worse this time though. She had a messy diaper. It felt wrong and it felt like she should be ashamed of herself. But her mother’s smile told her that she was supposed to be a foal and it was ok. “Phew, Scootaloo,” Fluttershy said playfully. “You really stink.” She did, but Fluttershy was being playful to make her feel better. Scootaloo blushed and looked away, shivering a little as Fluttershy wiped her hind quarters. She was glad to get the mess off of her flank and she was glad to have a fresh diaper soon enough. “By the way, Scoots,” Fluttershy said as she disposed of the wipe in the nearby bin, “I’ve been curious to ask... why aren’t you complaining about wearing diapers? I would have expected you to complain at least a little. Not that I mind, of course. I’ve really enjoyed the bonding time it’s given us, I’m just curious. I mean, if that’s okay?” Scootaloo looks at the ceiling for a few moments, then away, fiddling with her forehooves. “Well...” she said, her voice quiet, “I don’t even remember when I had parents, so I never really got to be a foal when I was little. I got tossed around between families enough that I just decided to live on my own, Then I could easily just stay where I wanted.” She looked to Fluttershy and smiled. “I guess I don’t mind because it’s kinda like getting a second chance at a fillyhood that I never had. Does that make sense?” she asked, frowning slightly. Fluttershy smiled and leaned forward, nuzzling her filly. “Of course, honey. It makes perfect sense to me. Now,” she helped Scootaloo down. “We’ve got a little time before bed, so what would you like to do?” Scootaloo shrugged. She wasn’t sure what she wanted to do. But, she knew she wanted to spend it with her mama. She guessed she’d go on to bed. Her body was heavy and she was ready for sleep soon. “I guess I’ll go to bed now. I’m really tired.” She commented, yawning. Fluttershy smiled and carried her filly over to the crib and lay her down gently, tucking her in and placing a pacifier into her mouth. “Well you sleep well. Mama will be here if you need anything ok?” She said, kissing her forehead. She smiled once more as Scootaloo’s eyes dropped closed. “I love you sweetie.” Scootaloo’s eyes started to close slowly and she drifted off to sleep. “I love you too mama…” She said, yawning once more and finally falling asleep. Chapter 6: Scootaloo's Past ProblemsSomething has gone wrong. We don't seem to have an archived copy of that chapter.Chapter 7: A Meeting With Somepony SpecialSomething has gone wrong. We don't seem to have an archived copy of that chapter.Chapter 8: Revealing The TruthSomething has gone wrong. We don't seem to have an archived copy of that chapter.
Chapter 1: The Start of a FamilyChapter 1 The Start of a Family It was a bright and sunny day in Equestria and the Cutie Mark Crusaders were up to their usual antics of trying to earn their cutie marks. Today they were in the woods again at Scootaloo’s request to try to earn their ziplining cutie marks. Of course the trio had already tried this and truth be told, Scootaloo just like feeling like she was flying. As the trio set off down the line, Fluttershy happened to be walking by the end of it. When the crusaders crashed, she wasn’t too far off and came to see what the noise was. “Oh my goodness are you girls alright? Are you hurt? Can you walk?” Fluttershy, being herself was naturally worried about the fillies. Two of them were her friends’ little sisters and Scootaloo, well she wasn’t exactly sure. But she was important to Rainbow Dash so she had to do something! Of course the crusaders were once again covered in pine needles and tree sap, and stuck together. “We’re ok!” They replied in unison, allowing Fluttershy to sigh in relief. Sweetie Belle spoke up, being the most prim and proper of the fillies, “We’re just covered in tree sap again.” She groaned in desperation, “If I go like this Rarity will kill me!” Applebloom was the next to speak up, tossing out a solution. “Awww hush Sweetie Belle, we can just go back to tha farm and hose off before ya head home. Ain’t gonna take us long. Though getting back to the farm from here will take a bit of time since we’re all stuck together.” “Well if you want you can come back to my house and take a bath.” Fluttershy offered in her delicate tone of voice. “It’s not too far from here and my floors are naturally treated against pine resin so you can’t harm the floor if you wanted to.” “Are ya sure Fluttershy? I wouldn’t want ta intrude into your house.” “Oh it’s fine. I’ve done more than my fair share of foalsitting so I’m pretty darn good at bathing fillies.” The Cutie Mark Crusaders looked at each and decided it couldn’t hurt to take a bath and followed Fluttershy back to her cottage and up the stairs to her bathroom. It was a large old fashioned tub. As she filled it up and added bubbles the CMC conversed between themselves about the next ideas they could try for their cutie marks. “Alright everypony in.” Fluttershy instructed, picking up the trio with ease and slowly dropping them into the bubbles. “Now who wants to get washed up first?” She asked cheerfully, though she didn’t get a response. “Well Sweetie Belle thanks for volunteering.” “Wait I didn’t say anything!” She cried out, but it was already too late as Fluttershy quickly washed her hair and body. She was picked up out of the tub and quickly dried off with a towel. “Well that didn’t take long.” “Of course it didn’t,” Fluttershy replied in a singsongy voice, “I told you I’m good at bathing fillies didn’t I?” She giggled to herself and moved onto her next target, Applebloom. Applebloom, having been washed by Applejack and Big Mac when she was younger, didn’t say a word. The more she cooperated, the sooner she’s be out and dried off, and be able to put her hair back up. “Scootaloo, stay still. This will only take a minute.” She grabbed a hold of Scootaloo, who tried to squirm away. “Oh Scootaloo, you’ve always been so feisty.” And even with Scootaloo squirming she was clean in a jiffy. “Now how was that? Everypony feel better?” The crusaders nodded their heads in agreement, even Scootaloo who had tried to fight it. “Thanks Fluttershy!” They all said, trotting out of the bathroom. Fluttershy pulled the plug and followed them out of the room. “Oh girls before you go I have a favor to ask.” She got down in front of them and took a deep breath. “So my parents are going to come visit me in two weeks and I haven’t exactly been the most honest with them when I left Cloudsdale. I kinda told them I had a foal a few years ago so if it isn’t too much trouble, can I borrow one of you girls for a few days in two weeks? Take your time answering, I’ll need to know in a week though.” Naturally, the little fillies in front of her were confused and walked out without really saying anything. Applebloom politely declined the offer, as she and Applejack were going to Manehatten for a possible business deal with an upscale restaurant. “Ahm sorry Fluttershy, me and my sis are headed to Manehatten in a week. I ain’t even gonna be here to help ya.” “Oh that’s ok Applebloom. Thank you very much for answering me though.” Fluttershy replied as Applebloom left. “Oh well, mabybe Sweetie Belle or Scootaloo will agree to it.” Sweetie Bell had already left and Scootaloo simply shook her head no as Applebloom left. Naturally she was rather upset, as it was easy to offend or upset, butshe wasn’t too discouraged. Later that day she checked with Applejack about Applebloom’s excuse and it did check out. From the farm she headed to Rarity’s boutique and headed inside to ask her friend. “Hey Rarity, are Sweetie Belle available for me to borrow for a day in two weeks? It’s kind of important.” She asked, having already been invited in by Rarity. “Oh I’m sorry Fluttershy, I won’t even have her in two weeks. My parents are taking her on a vacation and she’ll be gone for three weeks to Canterlot, Manehatten, Phillydelphia, and I think even Coltsdale too.” Rarity sincerely, “Though I am rather curious about why you need Sweetie Belle of all ponies.” “Well my parents are coming to visit in two weeks and I kinda lied to them and said I had a foal a few years ago so I need a filly or a colt to look after for a few days. And don’t ask about that…. My dad said he was going to drag me home to Cloudsdale if I didn’t have a foal or a partner here…. And I’m afraid if he finds out I lied then he’ll beat be to an inch of my life!” She cried out, remembering her childhood trauma and the reason she left Cloudsdale as a teen to come live in Ponyville. “What kind of father beats their filly Rarity?” “You were beaten as a filly? Oh poor Fluttershy, that had to be horrifying. Why in Equestria have you not told anypony about that? And why didn’t you do anything about it when you were a filly?” Rarity hugged her friend tightly. “I couldn’t tell anypony about it… My entire family is kinda rough. My dad is a brute of a stallion and my brother,” Fluttershy paused, remembering her abusive brother. “He did some rather horrible things to so many ponies. He’s in prison Rarity! That’s how bad he is!” Being put in prison was a sentence most ponies wouldn’t ever dream of receiving for any crime. Rarity gasped, “Oh my, he must have done something horrible to deserve that punishment. What exactly did he do to end up in prison? There are very few ponies that have ever been sentenced to more than a weekend in jail.” She had never met anypony with a relationship with somepony in prison. “C-c-can we not talk about it?” Fluttershy asked, cowering in fear of her past. She was terrified and almost in shock of her past. Rarity relented and gave her friend another hug. “Getting back to the reason you came here, I can’t help you with the filly situation; though if there’s anything else that I can do certainly let me know.” “Thanks Rarity. I don’t know what I’m going to do without a filly for a few days, but it’s nice to know my friend has my back. Well I’m off for now Rarity.” She waved goodbye to her friend and headed back to her cottage. Fluttershy spent the week preparing her cottage for her parents. She cleaned up the living room where her couch was and arranged things to make it look like she had a child to take care of. She sighed sadly, knowing none of the crusaders had agreed to be her filly for a week; they didn’t even know what she had planned for them! Though Sweetie Belle and Applebloom had good reasons, and she couldn’t be mad at them. Suddenly she remembered something; Scootaloo hadn’t come back and given her an answer. Today was the day she had asked them to reply by, so maybe she’d be surprised. And surprised she would soon be, as Scootaloo was walking up the path to her cottage. She extended her hoof and knocked on the door. “Fluttershy? Are you home?” She called out to whom she assumed would be no one. She felt awkward for even thinking about this, and even more so when she knocked on the door just now. Fluttershy heard the knock and immediately assumed it was Applejack stopping by to drop Wynona off for the few weeks she was going to be gone if she hadn’t gotten Big Mac to take care of her. But to her surprise it was the young orange filly looking rather embarrassed on her doorstep. “Scootaloo, what are you doing here?” She asked, not really expecting her to come back. “Did you need something?” She was sure she wasn’t here to take her up on her offer. “Ummm yeah….” Scootaloo started out. Her entire body was shaking about what she was about to do. Her throat was tight and it was starting to get hard to breathe. She just needed to get it out and over with. It’d be a good idea right? “I came here to…ya know…. Take you up on your offer. I’ll be your filly.” She closed her eyes, as she blushed. This was way more embarrassing than crashing while trying to pull off a cool trick on her scooter. Fluttershy was rather surprised. “Are you sure Scootaloo? I’m sure you have better things to do with your time.” “Not really, Applebloom is leaving in an hour for Manehatten and Sweetie Belle left yesterday for her vacation. On top of that, I just got fired from my job yesterday for something I didn’t even do so I have nothing but time.” Scootaloo replied, sitting down while still shaking, as she was nervous. “You had a job? Why in Equestria would a filly your age have a job? I thought there were laws against fillies your age from working besides at a family business.” Fluttershy picked up the orange filly and took her to the kitchen table. There was no sense in making her filly for the week stand outside forever. “It’s…. a long story. I’ll tell you later if you really want to know.” Scootaloo seemed rather ashamed at this, but the mood was ruined when her stomach grumbled rather loudly. “Oh my, that was rather loud, Scootaloo you must be starving. When was the last time you ate something?” Fluttershy asked, bringing the orange filly into her cottage. “I think the last time I ate was….probably two days ago.” Scootaloo replied, not thinking this was odd in the slightest. It hadn’t occurred to her that she wasn’t exactly ordinary by any means. “Two days? Why aren’t your parents feeding you? That’s horrible!” Fluttershy was aghast at the situation. She couldn’t believe a pony would leave their filly to fend for themselves like this. “Who are your parents anyway? I don’t even think I’ve seen you with anypony besides the other crusaders really. Or with Rainbow Dash, but even then…” Scootaloo couldn’t hold it in, as this was a really touchy subject for her. Tears formed in her eyes and she began to cry quite loudly, after all she was just a filly. “I-I-I-I don’t have parents! They’re dead! They’ve been dead for years!” She had been sitting at Fluttershy’s table in the kitchen, but she hopped out of her chair and ran to the door. Forgetting it was closed and with tears in her eyes, she ran into the door. Fluttershy followed her to the door, being too far away to stop her from running into the door. She picked up the obviously upset and hurt filly and hugged her tightly. “Shhhh, it’s ok Scootaloo. Calm down. Mama’s here for you sweetie. Let it all out.” Fluttershy didn’t have a clue what was going on with Scootaloo, but things were starting to make sense a bit. “Come on, let’s fill that belly first ok? Then we can talk all of this out.” She knew, especially when dealing with normally emotionally uptight ponies like Applejack, a full belly usually made them just like a teddy bear. Scootaloo wasn’t going to complain about free food. She was rather happy to hear that there was going to be food. “Can you hold me Fluttershy?” She was feeling rather unsecure about herself. She had just revealed her darkest secret to a pony she was familiar with, but hadn’t really associated with before. “I don’t feel so good.” Fluttershy picked up the young, crying filly and took her back to the table. She held her for a few minutes, until she stopped crying audibly. It wasn’t everyday that a filly you’ve seen almost every day tells you she’s been homeless and alone for years. How could nopony have noticed? But that wasn’t the immediate issue. If she wanted to know anything about the filly, a full stomach had to come first. Especially if she hadn’t eaten since Wednesday, that’d be just cruel. “Don’t worry Scootaloo, mommy will make it all better ok? Just sit tight and I’ll make you a nice dinner.” She set her new little filly down at the table she had jumped from and went straight to work fixing a nice dinner. Fluttershy really didn’t care for the processed foods other ponies ate. She preferred natural ingredients, as was to be expected with her communion with nature. The only real processed food she even bought was cheese, since it had to be made, but she always bought it from local farms. She wished that Applejack would try to make cheese with the milk her cows made but she hadn’t convinced her at all. It wasn’t much, but she figured elegance could wait for later. Scootaloo just needed decent food in her developing body. She took out a glass for her new filly and poured some apple juice into. “Alright Scootaloo, dinner is served.” She placed the plate containing a small salad and sandwich down in front of her along with the glass of juice. Scootaloo had kept her head down, still crying silently about her past. It had always been a troubling subject for her, and she preferred to keep it quiet. As Fluttershy set the food down on the table, she lifted her head and looked at it. “Is this all…for me?” She’d never been treated like this before. Of course she had been served before but she’d had been at a restaurant or Sugarcube Corner, or at a friend’s house. But never had she been treated like this alone. “Of course silly. You are supposed to be my daughter aren’t you?” Fluttershy responded, patting her on the head. “Eat up, I know you have to be starving with the way your stomach was growling.” Fluttershy turned around to make herself some food. By the time she turned around, Scootaloo had already finished off her entire plate and her juice. “Oh my Scootaloo, are you already done?” Scootaloo had been used to eating rather quickly, and had scarfed down her food. “Is that a bad thing?” She asked, hoping not to have upset the mare who had taken her in. “Of course not silly. Are you still hungry? I can still make you some more food.” Fluttershy ruffled Scootaloo’s mane, giggling slightly. Scootaloo didn’t know exactly what to make of this but she wasn’t full yet. “I’d like some more food please. I’m not full yet.” She felt she should be reserved at Fluttershy’s house. The quiet pony exuded an air of grace and calmness so she felt rather quiet herself. “Of course sweetie. Want another sandwich or some more salad?” “Can I have both?” Scootaloo felt embarrassed asking for so much food, but she still felt like there was a hole in her stomach where food should be. She didn’t want to be greedy by any means, but maybe, just maybe Fluttershy wouldn’t think she was. Fluttershy didn’t say a word but simply went about making the food for her little filly, humming all the while. She placed the next plate in front of Scootaloo. This time the portion sizes were much larger, to try and accommodate the filly’s appetite. Scootaloo was rather pleased with the portion sizes and went to work on her meal. She didn’t take long to finish the salad or the sandwich and burped when she finished. “Thanks Fluttershy!” She felt more upbeat now, especially with a full stomach. “You’re most welcome. Though I would appreciate it if you would call me mommy or mom. You are supposed to be my daughter now.” Fluttershy responded to her filly, booping her gently on the nose, to which the young filly giggled a bit in response. “Now it is getting late so let’s get you bathed and ready for bed. How’s that sound?” Scootaloo thought to herself for a moment. Besides the bath last week after the crusaders had been completely coated in tree sap, she hadn’t had a decent bath in weeks. Most of the time she needed to bathe, she’d sneak into Sweet Apple Acres and use the hose to rinse herself off or go to one of the many creeks on the property. “A bath sounds really nice to be honest. It’d be nice to relax and not worry about animals at a creek or waking anypony up…” Thinking a bit ahead, she didn’t realize where she would sleep. Normally she’d share a bed with her friends if she stayed over, and thankfully they never wanted to come to her house. But that still loomed in her mind until Fluttershy picked her up. Fluttershy scooped up Scootaloo and carried her to the bathroom. “Scootaloo you didn’t bring anything here did you?” She hoped she hadn’t crossed a line or anything, but she had to make sure she didn’t misplace anything. Scootaloo shook her head, “Besides my scooter, helmet, and my saddlebags, I don’t have much of anything. I had a pillow once but it got nasty and torn up so I had to throw it out. Washing it…. didn’t go exactly as I had planned.” She didn’t seem too awkward about the subject, and freely admitted to basically not having a home. Fluttershy just kept quiet and set her new ‘daughter’ onto the floor of the bathroom and began to draw her bath. She waited till the temperature was just right and checked it herself. “Alright Scootaloo hop in and I’ll let you soak for a bit before I come back get you all clean. Be right back~” Fluttershy went off the bedroom to prepare the bed for both her and her new little filly. Scootaloo sank into the bath. It felt really amazing to be surrounded by warm water like this. She completely submerged herself, soaking her coat and mane. “Is this what a home feels like?” She thought to herself.”It feels pretty nice. I don’t ever want to leave…” She was lost in thought when Fluttershy returned. “Enjoying your bath Scootaloo? Looks like you are.” Fluttershy giggled a bit at how much Scootaloo appeared to be enjoying a warm bath. “Well let’s get you cleaned up and dressed for bed.” Before Scootaloo could say anything in return, Fluttershy was already at work washing her mane. Her touch was firm but gentle, and even with the aches on her body; Fluttershy hadn’t hit a single one. Soon the bath was finished and Fluttershy pulled her out of the bath and dried her off. “Alright little filly, come with me to my bedroom. You’ll be sleeping with me, if that’s ok with you.” Fluttershy stopped herself and made sure not to force Scootaloo to do anything she didn’t want to. “If you want to sleep alone that’s fine too. I won’t feel bad.” Scootaloo didn’t even have to think about her choice. “I wanna sleep with you!” She said, almost instantaneously. Her cheeks turned a rosy red color, showing her embarrassment quite well. “Is your bed big enough though?” Scootaloo inquired a bit about the bed, though yawning soon after. “Oh it’s plenty big. Applejack made it big enough for two full grown ponies plus a filly.” Fluttershy answered, somewhat hinting at something, which was lost on the tired filly. She picked her up and laid her onto her back. “Stay here and don’t move one bit. Momma’s gonna be back in a just a second ok?” Fluttershy hovered over to the other side of the room and quickly returned with several items in her hooves that she put down beside Scootaloo. She picked up a white rectangle, creating a small crinkling noise as she did so. Scootaloo had heard this sound before. She couldn’t quite place it though. It was familiar, and she knew she had heard it when she was at SugarCube Corner. Was it something Pinkie had? No, that couldn’t be it, but Pinkie had something to do with it. After a few seconds more of thinking she finally realized what the object in Fluttershy’s hooves was. “Is that a d-d-diaper?” Her eyes went from normal, to being completely wide-eyed, and looking at Fluttershy to looking away, embarrassed for some reason. “Mhmm, it is. I figured it might help you get into your role as my daughter if we had some point to start from, which includes foalhood.” Fluttershy didn’t seem awkward at all, considering she was about to diaper a filly she had just ‘borrowed’ for a week. She didn’t even stop to ask her if it was ok, and she proceed to unfold the diaper and slide it under Scootaloo’s flank making sure to pull her tail through properly. Scootaloo honestly wasn’t about to fight it. Sure this was odd to her, but for once in her life she had a mother, or at least a mother figure, taking care of her. She couldn’t even remember a day when she wasn’t at the orphanage or homeless. She sneezed as the powder hit her nose and before she knew it, the diaper was taped up snugly around her waist. She got to her feet and looked back at her newly diapered flank. “Well it’s not as bad as I thought it would be. I thought I’d be more embarrassed than this.” She commented, not feeling a speck of shame or embarrassment anymore. Sure it was a little bit awkward, but then again, Fluttershy had already gotten more out of her in a few hours than her friends had ever known. “Well then it’s time for bed. Would you like some milk to help you sleep?” She asked, to which Scootaloo nodded her head with a yawn. “I think somepony is going to sleep very well tonight. Especially after a nice warm bottle of milk. Milk always makes little fillies sleepy and helps them sleep through the night.” Fluttershy sounded just like a mother now, especially with a small orange filly in her arms. Setting Scootaloo back at the kitchen table she warmed up some milk in a saucepan, making sure it wasn’t too warm to burn her mouth. After three minutes or so, she poured the milk into a bottle and secured the top. She hovered over to Scootaloo, picking her up once more and cradling her in her arms. Without warning, she gently popped the nipple of the bottle into the young filly’s mouth, which was great with an instant suckling action. She could tell that Scootaloo was enjoying the bottle, making her feel quite happy. Soon the little diapered filly was asleep in her arms, finishing off the last of the bottle. She set the bottle aside, picking up a purple pacifier and replacing the nipple of the bottle with it. As tired as she was, the pacifier wasn’t rejected. It was almost welcomed, if she thought about it. “Sleep well Scootaloo. Mommy will be right here with you.” She said softly, kissing her on the forehead. Fluttershy curled up in bed and Scootaloo immediately sought the warmth of her new mother. The yellow pegasus couldn’t help but smile as she brought the blankets up over the two of them. This was the start of her family.
Chapter 2: Moving Out Of The PastUpdate So a lot of people have been wondering if this story is dead or not. No, I'm alive and the story isn't dead. I just finished finals for the semester two weeks ago, and last week off was my time to myself to do whatever I wanted to for once. And now that I have some free time and inspiration to write, I can finally start again! First thing that you should know, the first chapter was re-written to an extent and I filled in some plot holes and inconsistencies that some kind people pointed out. I hope everyone enjoys it and look forward to the next chapter due out sometime this coming week.
Chapter 3: BreakfastChapter 2: Moving out of the Past Chapter 2 Scootaloo’s Past It was late into the morning when Fluttershy finally awoke. She hadn’t slept this late since the rainstorm that trapped Rainbow Dash and herself inside her cottage for two days. She saw Scootaloo still sleeping soundly, including the pacifier that still remained in her mouth. Fluttershy couldn’t help but feel on top of the world. She could say she was a mother now. Or at least for awhile, as she couldn’t be certain what Scootaloo would do once this whole charade was over. But for now, she felt like she had been a good mother up until this point. Scootaloo had finally woken up while Fluttershy had been observing her from across the room. She rose, completely forgetting where she had been from the previous day. The young filly half expected to wake up to her usual alleyway or the clubhouse if she was lucky. “Wha….” She looked around, confused to see Fluttershy staring back at her. “I’m sorry Fluttershy! I didn’t mean to take up your bed!” She instantly apologized for what she thought she had done. Fluttershy thought it was cute to a degree, but she could tell Scootaloo wasn’t telling her the whole story. “Hush now Scootaloo. You didn’t do anything wrong.” Her voice was soft and gentle, as it had always been when she dealt with fillies and foals. “You slept with me the entire night; I didn’t hear a single sound from you. I think somepony enjoyed her pacifier a bit.” Fluttershy fluttered back over to her filly and picked her up. She looked at Scootaloo’s diaper, and saw the deep yellow hue where there should have been white. “Oh my Scootaloo, your diaper is soaked.” Scootaloo looked down at her flank, and saw her wet diaper. She started to tear up a bit, since she had expected this. “Damnit…. I was hoping I’d stay dry for a night for once. I guess that was a bit too much to ask for.” She buried her face into her new mother’s chest and cried. Fluttershy wasn’t a pony for that kind of language, and later she’d find out where Scootaloo had heard it, but for right now this little filly needed comfort. “Shhhh… Mama’s got you sweetie. We’ll get you a fresh diaper and then we can talk about it ok? That is if you want another diaper Scootaloo.” Fluttershy took a moment to make sure she wasn’t forcing anything on the young distraught filly. She’d obviously been through enough. Scootaloo was a bit confused at the question. Did she want another diaper? Well she had obviously wet this one, though that was at night. “C-c-can I just stay in diapers for now please?” She asked, afraid of being a freak. “Well if that’s what you want Scootaloo it doesn’t matter to me. I just saw a wet diaper and that usually means a diaper change. And since that’s what you want, I have no issues with it.” Fluttershy had always been a kind and caring pegasus. She wanted to make her filly feel comfortable as possible. “Do you want to talk after this Scootaloo? I think you’re not telling me a lot.” Scootaloo nodded her head in response. It would be nice to finally get all of her burdens off of her chest. Fluttershy was more than happy to change her new little filly. She placed the orange filly on the changing table she had set up once she had woken up. Scootaloo didn’t fight back, choosing to remain still and content and suckle her pacifier. Fluttershy made quick work of Scootaloo’s old diaper and wiping her privates clean. Once again the foal powder came out. Scootaloo caught a whiff of the powder this time and didn’t sneeze. Instead it was rather calming to her. “Mama, what’s that scent?” Scootaloo asked, finding it familiar. “I feel like I’ve been around this scent before…” She drifted into thought for a moment, but after remembering she HAD foalsit the twins with Pinkie, it could have very well have been that. But why was it so calming then? Fluttershy didn’t answer Scootaloo’s question at first, though she was overjoyed to hear her call her mama. After the new diaper was securely in place, she spoke up. “The foal powder? That’s lavender. It’s mine and Rainbow Dash’s favorite scent.” She knew Scootaloo would feel better when Rainbow Dash was mentioned. And indeed the mere mention of Rainbow Dash made Scootaloo feel better. It wasn’t a great improvement, but from where she had been since she’d arrived yesterday this was a definite improvement. “Rainbow Dash’s favorite scent? That’s awesome!” She almost shouted, but it hurt her throat a bit from crying yesterday. “Ow…my throat is killing me…” She commented softly. “Oh I have just the thing for that sweetie!” Fluttershy was excited. She didn’t think she’d get to use something she’d gotten on a whim. She pulled out Scootaloo’s purple pacifier and replaced it with a pink one. “Suck on that for a few minutes and you should feel much better. It’s a magical medicinal pacifier. It should cure everything from stomach aches to sore throats to even helping you breathe if you get a cold.” Fluttershy picked up her filly and carried her back to the bed and sat her in front of her. “Now, I think we need to talk. I’m not mad or upset, but I think there’s a lot weighing you down. Let’s start with you being homeless. How long have you not had a home?” Scootaloo sighed, as this was never an easy subject for her to talk about. In fact, Fluttershy was the first pony she’d ever mentioned not having a place to stay for more than a night. “I’ve…. I’ve been homeless for almost 4 years. I kinda got used to it. Sure it was hard but nopony really seemed to care enough to ask….” Scootaloo hung her head in shame. Fluttershy wasn’t shocked or upset, simply bringing her into a hug. Scootaloo was greatly calmed from this, which gave her a bit more strength to talk about her past. “I guess since you know more than anypony else I’ll tell you the truth. I wasn’t born in Ponyville, though I guess anypony could have figured that out. Before I came here, I lived in Port Mane. I was in an orphanage there and it was horrible. None of the caretakers really cared, they were just there for a paycheck. One of them beat me pretty often actually….” She held back the tears best as she could, but a few leaked through. She swallowed and continued. “Before the orphanage I lived with a nice couple. I was fed, I had a place to live, but they weren’t really interested in a pegasus filly. They were unicorns. I had nothing against them, but I felt neglected and alone so I ran away from Fillydelphia to Port Mane and they threw me in that orphanage. I don’t even remember my actual parents….” Scootaloo was amazingly still intact after her spiel of her history. Fluttershy was absolutely astounded. A filly had been beaten at an orphanage and she would rather be homeless for that long instead of being in a place where she could have gotten adopted. This filly was stronger than she could have ever been. She would have just stayed with the first family and preferred to have been ignored. “Oh my, you’ve been through an awful lot Scootaloo. But you know what? You’re not going to have to worry anymore. You’re more than welcome to stay here if you want. In fact I insist you do. I can’t have a young filly like you out there all alone. I’ll be your mama for real if you want to sweetie.” That was probably the best news she had heard all day. Or in the past four years. “A-a-are you sure? I’m not much of daughter….nopony wanted me at the orphanage.” Scootaloo didn’t want the pony that had done of all of this already to have a burden like her to take care of. “Of course, I know another pony who’d be glad to hear about this. But that’ll have to wait a week.” Fluttershy commented, thinking of her special somepony. Scootaloo wanted to think about it for a minute, though honestly there wasn’t much to think about. A warm bed, food, and a mother? This was almost too good to be true to her. “You’ll never leave me? I’ve been alone for so long…. I don’t want to be alone anymore. I don’t think I’d be able to handle it.” “Why would I ever leave my little filly? A mother should never abandon her daughter. I’ll never leave you as long as you promise not to leave me. I’ll even get the papers to adopt you properly if you want. I never knew you’d been through this much.” Scootaloo’s answer was nothing more than hugging her mother more than she’s ever hugged anypony before, even Rainbow Dash! “Pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease!” She cried happily, happy to have found a home. Fluttershy responded with a kiss to her daughter’s forehead. “Now let’s go get you some breakfast, I think I can cook up some yummy pancakes if you’d like.” Breakfast sounded good to the young filly and held tight to her mother as they went downstairs.
Chapter 4: Her Mother's FoalChapter 3: Breakfast Chapter 3 Day One: Scootaloo’s Foalhood Scootaloo held close to Fluttershy. She was feeling… loved and she felt safe. A feeling she hadn’t experienced much in her short life. “What kind of pancakes are you making mama?” Scootaloo asked, soon being set down at the kitchen table. Fluttershy grabbed a pan and started to heat it up. “Well what would you like sweetie?” She asked, now gathering the things to make the pancake batter. Fluttershy was willing to do quite a bit for her new filly. Scootaloo sat and thought to herself. What would go good in pancakes? She knew Fluttershy was good at making cookies, especially chocolate chips cookies. They were so moist and chewy. They were even better than the cookies the Sugarcube Corner made. That gave her an idea. “Could you put chocolate chips in the pancakes? Like is that possible?” She asked, hoping it was. If not, she knew blueberries were. She loved blueberries, as evidenced whenever Dinky brought her mother’s muffins into school. She would always be the first to snatch a blueberry muffin. Fluttershy smiled and nodded. “Of course I can. Chocolate chip pancakes coming up then!” She had finished the batter and was now buttering the pan for the pancakes. “Would you like something to drink Scootaloo? I can imagine after that soaked diaper last night you must be pretty thirsty.” Fluttershy talked as if the diapers were normal, and as if they were needed. Which they obviously were needed, if only at night for the orange filly. Scootaloo couldn’t help but blush at the mention of the diaper she soaked completely last night. She felt bad for not telling Fluttershy about it, but all of her friends had outgrown their nighttime accidents. Even Sweetie Belle didn’t wet the bed! She was less cool than Sweetie Belle! Rainbow Dash could not find out about this. “Umm…apple juice? Either that or milk.” She responded sitting patiently at the table. Her diaper was a welcome addition for the moment. It was boosting her seat at the table slightly and it was its own cushion as well. “I could get used to these I guess. Just can’t let Rainbow Dash see me in them.” Fluttershy giggled a bit. “Sounds like somepony likes her diapers.” Fluttershy teased, going to the fridge and pouring a sippy cup of apple juice for the filly. She hovered over to Scootaloo and set it down in front of her. “One sippy cup of apple juice for my little filly.” She said, hovering back over to the stove where the pan was ready for the pancakes. Scootaloo looked at the sippy cup in front of her. What was she? A two year old foal? But she was wearing diapers. Which raised another question, why did she have to wear diapers at all? She knew she was supposed to be Fluttershy’s foal for the next week and that she was supposed to bond with her as well. But why the diapers? She had been much too tired last night to even care. Then again, just less than fifteen minutes ago, she had been granted the gift of a home and a mother nonetheless. All in all, she decided not to question it. She could deal with it, just so long as Fluttershy didn’t take her out in public like this. Scootaloo began drinking the apple juice slowly, as to not upset her appetite. She wanted to stuff her face full if chocolate chip pancakes. She waited for her mother to finish cooking. “Well I guess I kinda do like the diapers to be honest.” She said, breaking the silence. “They’re soft and comfortable. I can’t believe I’m saying this but they really are. Please don’t tell Rainbow Dash!” Fluttershy giggled a bit. Rainbow Dash would find out on her own one way or another. “Don’t worry Scootaloo, I won’t tell her you love your diapers. I won’t even tell her anything about you wearing diapers in the first place. How does that sound?” Fluttershy asked, pulling the first batch of pancakes out. There would need to be at least three more batches made. “Food will be ready in a few minutes.” She announced, continuing her cooking. Scootaloo didn’t know what to do with this free time. Normally for her at this hour, she would have attempted to scrounge together breakfast, and have already been at work or school. So the fact she could sit still for even ten minutes and not have to do anything was new to her. She was dealing with conflicting emotions as well. She had loved her independence, but she was starting to enjoy not having to do anything. It was still new however, but soon enough her plates of pancakes were placed in front of her. “Here we go sweetie. A fresh batch of pancakes for my little filly. Would you like butter or syrup?” Fluttershy asked, nuzzling her new daughter gently before setting her own plate down. She knew Scootaloo could eat a lot more than she had placed in front of her, but she had taken enough nutrition classes in school to know that it was a bad idea to feed somepony a lot if they hadn’t been eating properly. Scootaloo nodded, “Butter and syrup please.” She asked politely. Certainly enough, she was rewarded with enough butter and syrup on her pancakes. “Thanks mama.” She said, before digging in. She ate slower than normal, remembering what her mother had said the previous day. Breakfast was soon eaten, and Scootaloo was full. Fluttershy cleaned up the dishes and picked up the little orange filly in her arms. “Well let’s wash this down with a bottle shall we?" She asked kindly, sitting down and popping the bottle of milk into Scootaloo’s mouth. Scootaloo took to the bottle with surprise, but started drinking slowly. She was trying to gauge whether she was enjoying this treatment so far, and indeed she was starting to warm up to the idea. Maybe it was ok to start over. It had been six years since anypony had even really tried to take care of her, and her mama was doing a really good job of that. Maybe being a foal for a week was going to be enjoyable. After finishing the bottle, she was burped quickly and cradled in Fluttershy’s arms. “That was good mama. So I’ve decided…. I wanna stay a foal… even after the week is over.” Fluttershy’s eyes lit up as she hugged her tightly. “Oh you’ve made me the happiest mare in the world sweetie. Don’t worry, mama’s gonna take good care of you. Now how about we go see your new room?”
Chapter 5: Nighttime WoesChapter 4: Her Mother's Foal Scootaloo cocked her head to the side. “M-my new room?” She asked, rather confused. She hadn’t had her own room for as long as she could remember. “W-what’s it look like, Mama?” Fluttershy was giggling with happiness and at the innocence of her new daughter. “Well, why don’t you close your eyes and I’ll show you your new room,” she replied, putting Scootaloo on her back and walking up to the other bedroom she had in her cottage. She opened the door happily and set Scootaloo on the floor. “Alright sweetie, open your eyes and take a look.” Scootaloo felt herself being placed on the floor. She kept her eyes closed and took a deep breath before opening her eyes. Before her was a room that looked a bit like a merging of Fluttershy’s room and Rainbow Dash’s (Scootaloo had been up to Dash’s cloud house once or twice, and seen the inside) with yellow painted walls with lightning bolts on them, a few Wonderbolts posters and some action figures of several of the Wonderbolts, even one of Rainbow Dash, seeing how she had helped the Wonderbolts on multiple occasions and was in the Reserves. In the corner, by a window that looked out towards Sweet Apple Acres was a bed with a blue quilt with cloud designs and what looked like the softest pillows Scootaloo could’ve wished for. She looked to Fluttershy, her eyes wide. “Is this really my room?!” Fluttershy nodded, then winked. “One of them.” Scootaloo blinked, her wide-eyed stare turning into a confused frown. “Huh?” “Well...” Fluttershy trailed off, walking out the room and indicating for Scootaloo to follow. She did as Fluttershy led her into another room, closer to the Fluttershy’s and followed her inside. What she saw made her do a double take, but in a good way. It was a nursery, a really big one. It looked like her bedroom, only with foalish stuff. The floor was padded, there was a changing table big enough for a filly such as her self with room to grow, a crib of similar size, diapers, foal toys (including several large plush toys) and many other small accessories one would expect a foal to have. Yet, as she took a look around the room. Scootaloo was surprised to find herself calmed. She didn’t feel weird about being in a nursery that was now hers. She didn’t feel weird about any of the items in the room. It was confusing and she didn’t quite understand what it meant yet, but she didn’t even have to worry about that. “So,” Fluttershy said, nuzzling Scootaloo’s mane. “How do you like your other room?” She was glad to see that Scootaloo responded by nuzzling her gently. It made her feel like she had done well so far. Fluttershy couldn’t help but smile and held Scootaloo close. They stayed like that for a few moments, before Fluttershy let go and smiled down at her filly. “Would you like to help me feed the animals and then we can play?” Scootaloo grinned. “Sure, Mama.” The next half hour was spent feeding the various animals Fluttershy cared for their morning food. Scootaloo couldn’t help but laugh as, while she’d been feeding the chickens, Angel had tried to sneak a carrot from the other bunnies and was caught by several chickens, who chased him around. This, of course, would be the first of the many antics she’d get to see Angel participate in. After feeding the animals, Scootaloo played with a few of the forest animals, like the badgers and some squirrels. As she played, Fluttershy couldn’t help noticing that, had anypony else been around, she wouldn’t be seeing this side of Scootaloo. She’d never really played much with the animals during her other visits and she was happy to get this chance. Twenty minutes later, Scootaloo came back inside with Fluttershy and went back to Scootaloo’s nursery and asked what the smaller Pegasus wanted to do next. Scootaloo looked around, her eyes falling on the plush animals and blushing. “Um, Mama?” she said, uncertainty in her voice. Fluttershy looked at her, slightly worried by the tone. “Yes?” She was certain that Scootaloo was ok, but a mother couldn’t ever not worry about her foal. Scootaloo looked down, scuffing a hoof at the floor. “I... can we play with the plush toys?” Fluttershy blinked, a little surprised Scootaloo would want that, given her personality was so similar to Rainbow Dash. “You won’t tell anypony, will you?” Scootaloo asked, looking back with pleading eyes. Fluttershy felt a tug in her heart. Scootaloo was asking, not simply because she wanted it, but because she was scared. She must have spent her whole fillyhood wanting something like this, but had had to hide it in order to keep up the image of a tough pony who didn’t need help. It made her heart break knowing that a filly had to keep up such an image. Scootaloo wanted to actually be a filly and not a tomcolt. Fluttershy gave a warm smile and held Scootaloo close. “Don’t worry, sweetie. I Pinkie Promise not to tell anypony unless you want me to.” She felt Scootaloo relax in her embrace and nuzzled further into her barrel. She was set down on the floor, glad that she could get to do something so simple. Her mother had obtained many plush toys, and at first the mountain of toys was overwhelming. She took it all in, and then decided after a few minutes. The orange filly took hold of a white kitten, as white as snow. She felt like she should be playing gently with this kitten. She looked at her mother and she giggled. “Wanna play mama?” She asked, hoping to see if she would play with her. Fluttershy couldn’t say no to her daughter. That face and grin was more than enough to convince her to play with her. “Oh of course sweetie, I’ll play with you. I can’t say no to that grin.” She teased, kissing the filly on the forehead. Scootaloo was glad to hear that. She hugged her plushie close and they began playing. She soon found herself immersed in a fantasy story traveling as a kitty and her mother being a gray kitten plush that was also in the massive mound of toys. The adventure lasted for several hours and as they played, Scootaloo’s stomach grumbled, telling her that it wanted more food.She didn’t want to stop playing but the empty feeling in her stomach pulled her out of her fantasy world. The grumble caused the filly to blush and the mare to giggle and they headed downstairs for a slightly early lunch. Fluttershy made something simple. She didn’t want to upset the filly’s stomach, but she wanted something nutritious to put in her tummy. She decided that spinach would be something decent and tasty and gentle. A bit of goat cheese would provide enough flavor to offset the bitter taste. Soon enough she pulled a finished meal over to the table. Scootaloo enjoyed the penne with spinach and goat’s cheese sauce, having never tasted anything so full of flavour in her whole life. Even Pinkie’s baked goods couldn’t compare. She was surprised at just how well something so simple tasted. She had eaten Fluttershy’s food before and had no idea why her mother’s food was so yummy now. Swallowing her last bite of her meal, Scootaloo yawned loudly, rubbing her eyes. She was still not used to the simple kind of morning she was experiencing, and compared to what she’d been so used to for such a long time in her life, her body was taking advantage of it now and asking her for more, well deserved rest. Fluttershy smiled as she saw her filly’s eyes drooping and her bobbing head as she tried to stay awake. She picked Scootaloo up and placed her on her back, and walked upstairs, heading for the bedroom. However, just as she put a hoof to the door handle, she thought again and headed for the nursery. Scootaloo would love to sleep in her crib. She thought for a moment and smiled. Carefully, mostly because Scootaloo had fallen asleep the moment she had been placed on the her back, Fluttershy lay the sleeping filly in the crib and put the covers over her. Fluttershy gave Scootaloo a small kiss on the forehead, to which the filly gave a small smile, and headed out the room leaving her daughter to rest. ___________________________________________________________ An hour later, Fluttershy came in and found Scootaloo starting to wake up.She decided to check the state of her daughter’s diaper since she’d woken up wet earlier today. She wasn’t surprised when she found Scootaloo to be wet. She cooed a bit to gently wake her filly. “Sweetie...time to get up…” She said softly. Fluttershy giggled as Scootaloo stretched and made cute noises. Fluttershy picked her up and hugged her, setting her on the changing table. She wouldn’t waste a moment getting this orange filly into a fresh, snug diaper. By the time she was in a clean diaper, Scootaloo was fully awake. A part of her was about to ask Fluttershy to remove the diaper... when another, smaller part of her stopped the words from coming; a small voice telling her it was alright, even good, to be wearing the diaper. “So, my little filly,” Fluttershy asked as she brought Scootaloo down and nuzzled her. “Would you like to go for a walk with me?” Scootaloo blushed and squeaked, looking down. “W-we’re not going into town, are we? I-I don’t think I want the others to see me yet.” She whined. “And I really don’t want to give Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon anything to use against me.” Fluttershy blinked and understood what her daughter was whining about, then smiled. “It’s just a small walk in the forest, to feed the animals. We’re not going into town just yet ok sweetie?” Scootaloo looked up worriedly. “The Everfree Forest? Isn’t that dangerous?” She asked, not knowing what Fluttershy knew. Fluttershy shook her head. “I know a small path that’s safe. I always use it when feeding the animals. Nothing bad goes on that path. It’s enchanted I think. Zecora’s hut path branches off of it as well.” Scootaloo still looked unsure, but nodded. She followed her mother outside, waddling as her diaper was still rather awkward to walk with. The two spent a fair amount of time walking through the forest, Fluttershy even letting Scootaloo feed a few of the animals. Scootaloo had to admit, it was very relaxing just walking through the forest like this. That was until Angel played a prank on her, leaping out of some nearby bushes, wearing a mask from Zecora’s hut, which they’d passed just a minute ago. Scootaloo yelped and hid behind Fluttershy, thinking for a moment that Angel had been a monster of the Everfree. “Angel!” Fluttershy scolded the white bunny, who was rolling around on the forest floor, laughing. “That wasn’t very nice; that was mean.” Scootaloo, now realizing it was Angel, came out from behind the mare and scowled at the bunny. “Not cool, rabbit.” Angel just shrugged, then hopped away back in the direction of Zecora’s hut, probably with the intent to return the mask. When they were finished feeding the forest animals, the two pegasi and rabbit returned to the cottage. Scootaloo decided to look at her room again, to get a better look. She went in and looked at the bookshelf, seeing several books that looked familiar. Reaching up, she pulled the closest one down and her eyes widened. It was Daring Doo and the Sapphire Stone. Dash had read this to her the night she’d asked the cyan mare to be her big sister. She looked up and realized the entire Daring Doo collection was on the shelf, a huge grin making its way across her face. She pulled every one of the books down and started reading. After Dash had read the Sapphire Stone to her, she’d wanted to know more of Daring’s adventures, especially after Dash told her Daring Doo was real, but hadn’t found the time to get Dash to read to her, or go to the library and do so there without anypony seeing her. Scootaloo lost track of time as she joined Daring in her adventures as she read each book, feeling the rush of adrenaline as Daring fought her way through each exciting adventure after the last. When Fluttershy walked in and tapped Scootaloo on the shoulder, the younger Pegasus yelped, jumping a little. “Oh, I’m sorry, sweetie,” Fluttershy said, her eyes becoming worried. “I didn’t mean to scare you.” “S-scare me?” Scootaloo said, the waved a hoof nonchalantly. “Nah, ya didn’t scare me, Flut— I mean, Mama. I’m cool. You just startled me, is all.” Then she whispered. “Wonder if Rainbow Dash gets that lost in those books.” Fluttershy’s smile returned and she nodded. “Okay, then. Well, dinner’s on the table. Are you hungry?” Scootaloo’s stomach answered with a low grumble, causing the filly to blush and Fluttershy to giggle. Dinner was a squash casserole with onions and pepper. Fluttershy couldn’t help but feel warmth flooding from her heart as she watched Scootaloo happily chowing down, the biggest grin on her face. As soon as she’d finished eating, Scootaloo cringed a bit, causing Fluttershy to become concerned. She watched her body language for a moment in the silence. “What’s wrong? Mama’s here to help you.” Scootaloo looked away and blushed.. “I... used my diaper.” She said, feeling the shame boil to the surface. Fluttershy giggled. “Oh, Scootaloo. Why are you embarrassed now? You’ve used your diapers several times today.” She did her best to play it off, almost certain she knew what Scootaloo meant. “This time I went number two….It feels really icky mama.” the filly replied, her ears folding back against her head. Fluttershy smiled warmly at Scootaloo. She walked over to Scootaloo and nuzzled her. “That’s okay. Don’t worry, I won’t tell anypony. Now, let’s get you cleaned up and changed, ok?” A few moments later, Scootaloo was once again laying on the changing table in the nursery, Fluttershy changing her diaper. It was worse this time though. She had a messy diaper. It felt wrong and it felt like she should be ashamed of herself. But her mother’s smile told her that she was supposed to be a foal and it was ok. “Phew, Scootaloo,” Fluttershy said playfully. “You really stink.” She did, but Fluttershy was being playful to make her feel better. Scootaloo blushed and looked away, shivering a little as Fluttershy wiped her hind quarters. She was glad to get the mess off of her flank and she was glad to have a fresh diaper soon enough. “By the way, Scoots,” Fluttershy said as she disposed of the wipe in the nearby bin, “I’ve been curious to ask... why aren’t you complaining about wearing diapers? I would have expected you to complain at least a little. Not that I mind, of course. I’ve really enjoyed the bonding time it’s given us, I’m just curious. I mean, if that’s okay?” Scootaloo looks at the ceiling for a few moments, then away, fiddling with her forehooves. “Well...” she said, her voice quiet, “I don’t even remember when I had parents, so I never really got to be a foal when I was little. I got tossed around between families enough that I just decided to live on my own, Then I could easily just stay where I wanted.” She looked to Fluttershy and smiled. “I guess I don’t mind because it’s kinda like getting a second chance at a fillyhood that I never had. Does that make sense?” she asked, frowning slightly. Fluttershy smiled and leaned forward, nuzzling her filly. “Of course, honey. It makes perfect sense to me. Now,” she helped Scootaloo down. “We’ve got a little time before bed, so what would you like to do?” Scootaloo shrugged. She wasn’t sure what she wanted to do. But, she knew she wanted to spend it with her mama. She guessed she’d go on to bed. Her body was heavy and she was ready for sleep soon. “I guess I’ll go to bed now. I’m really tired.” She commented, yawning. Fluttershy smiled and carried her filly over to the crib and lay her down gently, tucking her in and placing a pacifier into her mouth. “Well you sleep well. Mama will be here if you need anything ok?” She said, kissing her forehead. She smiled once more as Scootaloo’s eyes dropped closed. “I love you sweetie.” Scootaloo’s eyes started to close slowly and she drifted off to sleep. “I love you too mama…” She said, yawning once more and finally falling asleep.
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