//------------------------------// // Chapter Thirteen: Princess Dress // Story: Holding Onto You // by AlliePastel //------------------------------// Shutting the front door behind her, the anxious aunt twisted her fingers locking the door shut behind her. “There.” She smirked, collapsing her wet umbrella and tossing it aside with her little one’s diaper bag. Scootaloo, who was just happy to be off her messy behind crossed her arms as she stared at Fluttershy. “Oh, you didn’t have to get my diaper bag. It’s not like we don’t have plenty of stuff in my room.” “That’s easy for you to say.” Fluttershy smiled, bending over and unzipping the thing. Reaching inside, she pulled out her cellphone and tucked it into her back pocket. “I’ve gotta make sure our house has a phone.” “Oooh…” Scootaloo slowly panned, nodding her head a little. With a hint of optimism in her voice she smiled and pointed to the stairs, “Say, can I get changed?” A devious smirk crawled across Fluttershy face as she stepped closer to her little girl. “Changed?” she questioned, reaching hands down and grabbing Scootaloo by the underarms, “Ooh, you must mean you need changies. Can my big Scooty Booty tell her aunty she made an uh-oh?” Slumping a little bit in Fluttershy’s arms, the child rolled her eyes watching as she was hoisted up in the air. “Ugh. I made an uh-oh.” She muttered. “Hehe, good baby.” The caretaker complimented, continuing to carry Scootaloo up the stairs and down the hall. Scootaloo on the other hand kept a bemused grin on her face. She liked the treatment and enjoyed not having to walk with a load in her diaper. But that still didn’t change the fact that she still had a load in her diaper. “Alright sweetie…” Fluttershy stretched her words as she walked through Scootaloo’s fluffy white nursery carpet. After a short while she made her way in front of changing table with a big smile on her face. “Now, I know this is gonna be a little uncomfortable. But your aunty just needs a moment to get that stuff off of you before she can change you. Can you be a big helper and cooperate with me?” Scootaloo tilted her head to the side, as she listened to her aunt’s words. As soon as the phrase ‘Can you be a big helper…’ crossed her mind, her expression lit up happily and she nodded her head with an affirmative “Yeah!” “Good girl!” Fluttershy complimented again, gently sitting her child on the changing table and helping her lay back. Reaching her hand nearby the table’s pillow and switched on her niece’s glittery star-studded mobile. “Oooh, pretty!” Scootaloo exclaimed, fascinated by the way the objects hovering over her twinkled and swirled with their lively sparkles and rainbow-like colours. Subconsciously, she bit the side of her hand as she spread her legs. Satisfied with Scootaloo’s reaction, the women leaned over the girl and undid her sun-suit’s orange and purple shoulder straps. She tugged the fabric down her chest and tummy. Then in the gentlest manner possible, she lifted each of the girl’s scrawny pail legs and pulled the one piece up and over her calves and feet. “Ooh no wonder you were so cranky…” Fluttershy chuckled at the sight of her girl’s dirty diaper, “It looks like your diadee had a little blowout.” Scootaloo, still much consumed with the glimmer of her stars ignored her aunt’s teasing. Rather than responding, she brought her thumb up to her mouth and began lightly biting it. Fluttershy smirked a little at the sight as she tossed her niece’s dirty sun-suit aside. “Ooh, you’re no fun.” She said, reaching her hands forward and undoing the tapes of Scootaloo’s pampers. The process had become so second nature to the make-believe mommy that even with the ‘extra’ mess involved in the accident. It still took less than a minute for her to undo Scootaloo’s diaper, ball it up, wipe and powder her, and get a fresh new diaper wrapped around her waist. “Alright sweetie.” She smiled, patting the diaper’s cartoonishly decorated frontside with her hand, “You can sit up now.” “Wha?” Scootaloo reacted, a little dazed by her aunt’s words as her sights were taken off of the shiny star mobile. Smiling warmly, Fluttershy reached a hand and turned off the mobile. “I mean, unless you wanna take your nap on the changing table, you need to sit up.” “Whaaaaat?’ Scootaloo whined, sitting up on her diapered tushie. “But I already took a nap today! That’s unfair.” “Heh, you did not take a nap.” Fluttershy argued, turning her head to the side as her phone vibrated a little bit. Reaching her left hand down, she reached into her pocket and squeezed the volume button to mute the thing. Scootaloo hopped down from her seat on the changing table and onto the nursery’s plush white carpet. Digging her little toes into the fabric, she placed her hands on her hips and looked up at her aunt with a little annoyed expression. “But, I already fell asleep once today!” Fluttershy turned her back to the girl and rolled her eyes with a smile on her face. “You fell asleep for like fifteen minutes. Kids your age need at least an hour of nap time to get them through the day.” She replied, walking towards the nursery door “Now come on. Do you wanna take a nap in my room or on the couch?” Toddling forward a little, the child tugged down her white cami. “Hmmph, I guess your room. Your bed is a lot comfier than the couch.” “Heh, good choice.” Fluttershy smiled, leaving it up to her little one to follower her. Wondering down the hallway to her room she pulled out her phone and gandered downed at it. Sliding her finger to the right, her screen unlocked and a text message popped up. Grandma Jess: Have you seen Margret anywhere? There’s been a BLO filed by the city and the police say there was a note saying you had Scootaloo in your custody. Do you know anything about what’s going on. Fluttershy squinted her eyes a little at the black text on her screen and took a deep breath. Turning a corner into her room she replied to the comment. Fluttershy: Unfortunately, not. Margret blew up at Scootaloo about two or three days ago and I think she blocked my number. Sorry about your missing daughter. Good luck. A little disinterested in her in-law’s concerns, she blacked out her screen and set it on her bed stand. She knew Margret was one to go on emotional binges. Scootaloo’s cellphone was disabled after all, so she probably was just skipping town. Scootaloo squeaked, tripping over a little as she came through the doorway. Waddling over to the bed, she laid her hands on the poofy white bedding and pushed herself up, arching one knee on top of the mattress, then the other one. Passively, she flopped face first into the bed’s comforter. “Hehe, how am I supposed to fit in the bed with you weighing down all the blankies?” Fluttershy smiled, undoing the belt that accessorized her sundress. Turning her back to the bed, she smiled, “Would you be a big helper and undo your aunty’s zipper?” Scootaloo took a deep breath, then pushed herself up on her knees. Crawling over to her aunt and tugging down her zipper, she couldn’t help but gaze awkwardly at her nearly bare back. “Thanks, sweetie.” Fluttershy smiled, pulling her arms out from under the dress’s straps and letting the outfit fall from her shoulders all the way down to her ankles. Kicking it off her body, she walked over to the closet. Scootaloo stared a little amazed by her aunt’s admittedly curvy figure. “Woooah, Fluttershy. How do you look that good?” “How do I look this good?” Fluttershy blushed a little at the comment as she dug into her closet. Looking behind herself at her admittedly nice backside, she pulled out a pair of blue running shorts. “Well, I’m nothing special dear. I just diet right and don’t get hung up on being too skinny.” “What?” Scootaloo asked, tilting her head to the side. “But you’ve got such a nice figure. Like, your butt looks cute your undies!” She exclaimed an innocently oblivious manner. “Woah, don’t get a crush on me now.” The women smiled, stepping into her shorts and tucking them up and over her perky backside. Picking up a basic white t-shirt with some generic blue beach design, she threw it over her shoulders. “I think I’ve told you before, but I made sure to stay in shape so it was easier to take care of the kids I looked after.” She paused, sticking her head out of the top and lacing her hands through each of their assorted arm holes, “When you have a job that requires a lot of people-sitting, it’s always handy to be able to uh ‘handle’ people.” Scootaloo smiled, laying back correctly in the bed this time, still a little fascinated by her caretaker’s physique. “Trust me Scootaloo. I’m nothing special. I just treat my body right and was fortunate enough to have boobs the right size for my body. It’s really no biggie.” The aunt said, crawling underneath the covers herself. “Huh, are you gonna take a nap too?” Scootaloo questioned, turning over on her side to face her caretaker. Her body subtly sinking in the plush mattress that she laid atop. Shrugging her shoulders, Fluttershy leaned back one arm behind her head. “I dunno if I’ll fall asleep, but I figure it’s a good way of keeping my eye on you while I read my book.” Scootaloo nodded, taking a deep breath and closing her eyes as she let her head fully sink in her aunt’s cool puffy pillows. Smiling warmly at the girl, Fluttershy grabbed her comforter and tugged a little in her niece’s direction to cover her up a little more. “Heh, good night lovey. I’ll wake you up in an hour or so, alright?” “Okay.” The girl yawned, hugging herself with her skinny arms to preserve as much warmth as possible. Between the room’s angelic rose aroma and the over-active AC keeping a steady white noise, it took only a minute or two for her to fall into a state of slumber. “Good baby...” Fluttershy cooed, taking a brief glance at her little one before reverting her attention back to her novel. Reaching her free hand over, she gently brushed her hand through her little one’s purple lockes as she rested. *** “Scootaloo. Wake up dear, nap time is over.” Fluttershy cooed, sitting up straight. Grabbing the heavy white comforter, she gently pulled it forward to expose her little one to the very air-conditioned air.  “Uhhhgh.” Scootaloo moaned, rolling onto her loosely veiled tummy. Yawning loudly, she stuck her diapered tushie into the air, stretched her arms out, and accidently rested in her in a somewhat drool covered pillow. Fluttershy held her hand up to her mouth, resisting the urge to snicker at the sight. “Heh, I never knew you were a part doggy, Scoots.” “Mmm…” the child quietly whined, letting her whole body plummet back onto her pillow with an audible ‘thud’ noise, accompanied by a long yawn. Amused by the sight in front of her, Fluttershy couldn’t help but notice her little one’s saggy diaper drooping off her butt. Lending out her helpful hand, she gently tugged the elastic of her little one’s soggy pampers up and over the girl’s pale backside. “Heh, ooh you special silly little lady.” Scootaloo continued taking quiet as she rested her chin on her pillow, her long and somewhat messy purple bangs covering her face. Angling her lower lip, she blew out heavily to part her hair a little. “Heh, come on Scootaloo. We need to get you dressed.” Fluttershy encouraged, reaching her hand over and rubbing the girl’s back. “Ugh.” Scootaloo grunted, finally conceding to her aunt’s request. Pushing herself up with her hands, she got on her knees and crawled off the bed. Hopping onto the carpeted ground, the girl tugged the elastic of her diaper with her hands and began toddling out of the room. Fluttershy on the other hand, kept a far more graceful compositor as she swung her legs over the side of the bed and stood up proud and tall. Stretching her arms out a little, she kept a close eye on her niece as she followed behind her; amused by the sway Scootaloo’s saggy diaper as she walked. “Wha? What’s so funny?” Scootaloo asked, stumbling down the hallway and into the nursery. Her steps still unbalanced, she waddled her way over to the changing table and used one of its four post for support. “Heh, nothing…” Fluttershy paused, walking over to the changing table to give her little one a helping hand. Taking a deep breath, Fluttershy got on one knee and began unfastening the tapes of her little one’s diaper. Scootaloo meanwhile puckered her lips as she looked down at her waist. “Wait, do you want me to get up on the changing table?” Fluttershy shook her head slightly, as she undid her little one’s disposable undies. “No no, I’m fine getting you out of your diaper this way.” She answered, untapping the other side of Scootaloo’s Pampers and balling it up. Setting it aside, she pointed towards one of the shelves of the changing table. “Alright Scoots, can you be a super big girl and grab the wipes for your aunty?” Smiling, the girl nodded her head then turned around. With both her hands open, she grabbed the plastic turquois box and then turned back to face her aunt. “Alright…” Fluttershy mused, taking little to no time in cleaning off her little one’s tush. Grabbing the most nearby pack of diapers, she yanked out what appeared to be a pair of pullups. “I think you’re ready for your big girl pants.” Still feeling rather passive about her wardrobe, Scootaloo put up no fuss as her aunt yanked a pair of pink-pampers out of their plastic package. “I know these are a little different from your regular diapers, but it’s just a slight style difference!” Fluttershy smiled, opening up the leg holes of the pull-ups with her hands. Scootaloo curiously stepped one foot into the right hole, and then her left foot into the other one. Watching attentively as her little one stepped into her pseudo big-girl undies she encouraged her. “Alright Scootaloo, can someone say ‘uppy!’ like a big girl?” The girl subconsciously grinned and nodded her head. “Uppy, uppy.” She yawned, passively. “Wooooah!” Fluttershy cheered, pulling the pink-pampers up and over her little one’s bare backside. “There you go, that’s my big girl!” “Hehe.” Scootaloo giggled, curiously looking at the front of garishly feminine looking pink pull-ups, then behind her back at her tushie. “What’s the occasion?” Fluttershy smiled, standing back up on her feet. “What’s the occasion?” the woman asked looking down at her little one. “Well, I thought I’d let you pick your own outfit out today and I didn’t want experiencing any difficultly.” She answered, directing her hand over at her little one’s dresser, “Pull-ups are just a little less cumbersome around the bottom and are just slightly less intrusive on the waist. Uh- well that and I had an extra pack laying around. If you end up not liking them, we’ll just go back to your regular baby looking diapers.”  “Heh…” Scootaloo smiled, grabbing the elastic leg guard of her big girl pants and tugging it so it didn’t chafe.“T-thank you.”. Walking forward, she couldn’t help but feel slightly liberated wearing her new undies. She knew Pull-Ups were just glorified diapers with a pink or blue design, but they were so much lighter and much less bulky than her regualr Pampers; almost like real underwear. Approaching her dresser, the girl couldn’t help but let her mouth go agape as she opened it’s wooden doors. “Oooh!” she sounded, reaching a hand out and batting the various colourful fabrics that made up her wardrobe. “Wait- Fluttershy, I have a question?” “Huh?” The woman questioned, directing her attention over to the wooden wardrobe. “Ooh, what is it dear? Did you need help get something off its hanger?” she asked, stepping forward quietly. “No. I was wondering if you maybe had something pretty- like a princess dress!” Scootaloo exclaimed, with a big smile grown across her face. Fluttershy pondered the thought, licking the inside of her cheek with her tongue. “Ooh gosh, I don’t actually know.” She said, trying to her best not to diminish her little one’s fun. “I could get you a princess dress later if you want! I’m sorry Scoots.” Scootaloo’s expression dropped a little. “Ooh. Pooh.” She looked up with a puzzled look on her face, “Do you have like- any other types of dress?” “I do!” The women exclaimed immediately, trying her best not to let down her little one’s hopes too much. “It may not be a ‘princess’ dress per say. But I could throw together a really cute sundress if you’d like. “Sure!” The girl replied, doing a small hop. Stepping aside for a moment, Scootaloo eagerly watched as her aunt pulled out various pieces of a bigger outfit puzzle. When it came time to get dressed up. Scootaloo stepped her feet into a fairly weighty pair of white ruffle bottom tights- and with the help of Fluttershy- helped tug them up and over her backside. Then- also with the help of  Fluttershy- crawled into baby blue flower girl dress that was decorated in a white-rose design. “There you go…” Fluttershy grinned in a satisfied manner as she zipped the dress closed “That’s kinda like a princess dress.” “Wait, this isn’t a princess dress?” Scootaloo pondered, grabbing her skirt and fluttering it a little with the twist of her hands. “So like, why is the dress part of this thing so thick? It’s got a bunch of layers like a princess dress, plus it’s like- super pretty.” “Heh.” Fluttershy snickered as she closed the dresser’s cabinet. “Um, how do I explain this. Obviously that dress has a lot layers around the bottom, right? Scootaloo looked down at the skirt she was holding, then back up at her aunt in a kind of perplexed manner. Fluttershy nodded, “Yes. Yes the skirt does have a lot of layers. Basically, there a lot of different types of dresses Scootaloo and dresses like yours- which is actually a Sunday dress- has what’s called a ‘petti-coat’ sawn underneath the waist.” Her mouth opening a little, Scootaloo started to share a grin similar to her aunt’s. “Ooh, so that’s the big poofy thing underneath dresses.” Lifting up a bit of the skirt and letting it flutter back down again. “Okay, that makes sense!” “Mmmhmm.” Fluttershy nodded again. Eager to do something with her well rested girl, she popped the question. “So, with a dress as elegant as yours, what did you wanna do? Get a makeover? Have a little t-party? Makeover your dolls?” “I wanna watch T.V!” Scootaloo answered, throwing her arms up in the air eagerly. “Oh.” The women sounded in a slightly dejected tone. “Well, I guess you do have a pretty nice T.V.” Fluttershy said, wondering over to her little one’s crib bedstand and picking up the remote. Running her finger up and down the power button she looked over at her girl. “I guess can relax a little more with all that’s been going on.” Getting on her knees, Scootaloo crawled across her nursery’s carpeted ground and over to aunt. Reaching up with her tiny hands, she grabbed the side of the couch and manually scuttled her way ontop. Grabbing the remote from off couch seat, the women turned around and hit the power. “Oh, looks like we have to turn up the volume…” She said non-chalantly taking a seat and peering up at the thing. “Hmm, I wonder if they’re still making new episodes of Blues Clues?”