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// A Look Back 
// Story: Pound and Pumpkin Cake's Adventures (And Misadventures) In Potty Training 
// by SuperPinkBrony12 
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                (Five years later)

It was amazing how fast five years had passed, it seemed to Pound and Pumpkin Cake like it was only yesterday when their parents and big sister Pinkie had introduced them to the toilet and started potty training them. 

"Those were the days, weren't they, brother?" Pumpkin Cake asked her twin, both of whom had been out of pull-ups for almost three years now.

"Yeah," Pound nodded, reflecting back on the fond memories of their potty training escapades as they looked through a scrap book showing their baby pictures up until they were four years old. "That was back when I could fly all the time, instead of just hover off the ground." Pound was lamenting the fact that he was one of many pegasi who became late bloomers when it came to flying (just like Scootaloo, who was now attending Cloudsdale High. She was planning to become a Wonderbolt in her own right, but she still came back to Ponyville whenever she had the chance).

Pumpkin put a hoof around her brother. "Cheer up, you'll fly someday. Remember, Scootaloo says it just takes time. And she didn't fly until she was almost in middle school."

"That's easy for you to say, sis, you can use magic." Pound complained, feeling quite envious of that fact.

"Yeah, but only because I took lessons from Princess Twilight," Pumpkin replied. "And that was only because our parents and big sister were such good friends with her."

Pound giggled. "Remember the time when Princess Twilight turned herself into a kangaroo by mistake and was stuck using an outhouse at the park? She looked so silly."

Pumpkin giggled too. "Yeah, then that night you accidentally flushed me down the toilet. And then the next day we played that prank on Pinkie Pie and tricked her into diapers."

Pound smiled. "Pinkie was such an awesome big sister, it's a shame we never got to know her as a foal. I would've loved to play with her while we were in diapers. Say, do you think you could whip up a spell that could turn her into a foal for a day, like you did with Diamond Tiara?"

Pumpkin shook her head. "Princess Twilight told me never to use magic for such selfish purposes, besides that kind of age regression spell is very complicated."

"That's a shame," Pound commented. "I wouldn't mind getting the chance to be a foal again for one day, just to go back to a time when we were babies and the world seemed a lot less complicated."

"And when you and I loved flushing stuff down the toilet, including ourselves," Pumpkin chuckled. "To this day I don't think Mom and Dad ever knew we did that, or that we did it to Flurry Heart."

Pound couldn't help but blush a bit at the mention of Flurry Heart. Even though he rarely saw her he had to admit she was beautiful (but he doubted it would work out, that sort of long distance relationship seemed too complicated even in comparison to Starlight and Sunburst). But at least unlike Flurry Heart, he wasn't a blank flank anymore. He and his sister had gotten their cutie marks just a few months ago (Pound's cutie mark had to do with his remarkably strong hoof muscles, he often used it to help kneed really thick dough. Not surprisingly, his cutie mark was a ball of dough. Pumpkin's cutie mark, a jack-o-lantern, had to do with her magical capabilities and love of spooky things).

Pumpkin noticed her brother's blushing, but decided not to tease him about it (she'd done that a lot already over the past few years) and changed the subject. "I know you miss your foalhood, brother. I do too."

Pound was surprised, his sister had seemed to be very eager about growing up! "Really, or are you just pulling my leg like always?" He asked her.

"I'm being sincere," Pumpkin replied. "And since I can't magically turn us back into foals, I found the next best way for us to relieve our foalhood."

"What is it?!" Pound asked, his wings buzzing in excitement.

Pumpkin looked all around, checking for any sign of her parents or big sister Pinkie Pie. They were nowhere to be seen. With the coast clear, Pumpkin said with a wink. "Follow me to the bathroom, I've got something stashed in there that should do the trick."





Pound followed his sister from their bedroom (once they'd outgrown their cribs their parents had gotten them a bunk bed, all of their nursery stuff was donated to charities) to the very bathroom they'd started and completed their potty training in. Pound watched as his sister used her magic to push open the bathroom door and lead them inside, then lock it once they had both trotted through it.

"Don't need anypony to come in here and interrupt our trip down memory lane," Pumpkin explained, as she trotted over to the cabinet beneath the sink. "You ready to relieve our foalhood?" She asked her brother.

"You know it!" Pound eagerly replied.

"Just checking," Pumpkin responded, before she opened the cabinet and rummaged around for a bit. At last, she pulled out two diapers, clearly intended for ponies in her and her brother's size. "Put it on." She told her brother.

Pound obeyed, eager to have a diaper on again. How long had it been since he'd lost worn one? It felt like forever. "So they do make diapers for older ponies!" He said with a smile. 

Pumpkin nodded. "It wasn't easy, but I managed to save up my allowance and buy a package of them from Barnyard Bargains, Diamond Tiara was all too happy to give me a discount."

"Well, next time you see her, make sure to thank her for it!" Pound smiled.

"I will," Pumpkin agreed with a nod, slipping on a diaper of her own. She and her brother then trotted to the toilet, and Pumpkin brought over a bunch of roles of toilet paper. "Ready to have some foal fun again?" She asked.

Pound grinned, flushing had ceased to be fun once he and his sister had outgrown their pull-ups, but now he was going to go back to a time when it had seemed like the funnest thing in the world. Grabbing the roll of toilet paper currently next to the toilet, Pound unrolled it until it was long enough for him to feed some of it into the toilet bowl. He did so and then eagerly trotted over and pressed the toilet handle down. "Toiwet pater go down the hooooole!" He said with a fake lisp, and he and his sister giggled like babies as they watched the toilet paper disappear down the drain.

They might not have been able to stay foals forever, but at least now the twins had a way to relieve their foalhood one last time.