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// Chapter 7: A Meeting With Somepony Special 
// Story: Fluttershy's New Foal 
// by SuperPinkBrony12 
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                Perhaps because of her late night woes, Scootaloo slept longer than she normally did the next morning. The filly was normally an early riser, even before she got a job that required her to be up and about almost immediately after the crack of dawn. But this morning the young pegasus was just sleeping away without a care in the world, seemingly ignoring the rays of Celestia's sun as it shined through her bedroom window and into her crib.

Fluttershy attempted to rouse Scootaloo from her slumber, but proved to be unsuccessful. Not even changing Scootaloo's soggy diaper seemed to wake her daughter up. "All that crying and confessing must've taken a lot out of her," Fluttershy thought. "I was hoping to spend a little time with her before that special somepony arrives, but I can't keep that pony waiting until Scootaloo wakes up. The two of them have to meet each other before my parents come!"

Reluctantly, Fluttershy placed her sleeping daughter back in her crib to rest, deciding it was best to let her get as much sleep as she needed. Having her "foal" keep up their little act around her parents was going to be very difficult, and Fluttershy felt the least she could do to make up for it, was allow Scootaloo to sleep in just this once. But in the back of her mind she was thinking to herself. "I just hope Scootaloo doesn't hate me for doing this, I've kept my special somepony in the dark for too long." Carefully kissing her daughter on the forehead one last time, Fluttershy trotted out of the nursery and left the cottage. She'd made sure to mark where the crib's railings could be lowered, in case her filly needed to get out of the crib for any reason before she returned.





Scootaloo continued to sleep in bliss, how long had it been since she'd gotten to enjoy a good's night sleep without worrying about her bed wetting or where her next meal would come from? It seemed like that was a luxury she'd never gotten the chance to enjoy since the orphanage had closed down and she'd become a "street rat" as the towns folk called it.

All of a sudden, however, the orange coated tomboy felt a gentle prodding of her blanket wrapped form with a hoof from her mother. "Scootaloo, it's time for you to get up, my little pony." Her mom called in a sweet but firm tone.

Scootaloo groaned and tried to role over, she really didn't want to have to wake up, she was just about to have that favorite dream again. That dream of her being a Wonderbolt and everypony singing her praises. "Five more minutes, Mommy." She pleaded, unaware of her use of a childish phrase, or that her words were muffled and lisped slightly behind a pacifier.

"You've slept for far longer than you've ever slept before, Scootaloo," Fluttershy called in response. "You're going to sleep right through lunch at this point."

But Scootaloo still refused to open her eyes and wake up. "No, I want to sleep." She protested.

"Come on, squirt. If Fluttershy says it's time for you to wake up, it's time for you to wake up," A familiar voice called out. "Even a pony like me knows you can't sleep through the whole day. That's what naps are for."

Scootaloo wasn't sleeping anymore! Her eyes fluttered open and she woke with a start, that voice could only belong to one pony, and she shuddered at the thought of said pony seeing her like this! "Please let her be a figment of my imagination, please!" She mentally pleaded, as she turned over and sat up in her crib with a telltale crinkle from her diaper (which was still dry, thankfully). But her hopes were soon dashed when she saw a familiar cyan coated mare standing next to Fluttershy! Said mare also had an unmistakeable rainbow colored mane and tail styled into streaks, and reddish-violet eyes, not to mention an all too familiar cutie mark consisting of a cloud and a rainbow colored lightning bolt shooting out of it! Scootaloo spat out her pacifier in shock and attempted to cover up her diaper with her blanket as her face turned bright red. "Rainbow Dash?! What are you doing here?!" She exclaimed.

Rainbow Dash tried not to chuckle as she looked at her number one fan and unofficial big sister, and told her. "What, didn't your mother tell you? I'm her marefriend. She's been seeing me since before she took you in."

Scootaloo was shocked. "Is this true, Mommy? Is Rainbow Dash your special somepony?" She asked.

Fluttershy nodded. "Ever since the tornado to lift water to Cloudsdale, we started to realize there was something more than friendship going on between us. But we also knew that between Dashie wanting to be a Wonderbolt, and I wanting to care for animals, it wouldn't always be possible for us to be together. So we agreed on a long distance relationship for the time being."

"But now that yours truly is a potential future candidate for The Wonderbolts, and my reserve test isn't for months, I figured now was as good a time as any for us to try and go steady," Rainbow Dash replied, putting a wing around her marefriend. "Oh, and don't bother trying to hide your diaper, Scoots, I already know about it. I mean really, you didn't think I wouldn't notice it when you were sleeping, especially after you wet your sleeping bag on our camping trip, did you?"

"But I told you I didn't need diapers, it was just because I drank too much liquid," Scootaloo protested. "And you believed me," Then she looked at Fluttershy and asked. "Why did you tell her, Mommy? Why did you tell her about my problem and that I wear diapers to bed?"

"I'm sorry, Scootaloo, but Rainbow Dash insisted that I tell her and she wouldn't let it go," Fluttershy confessed, a look of guilt registered clearly on her face. "But she had a right to know, what with you being my daughter and all."

"Why didn't you tell me you were homeless?!" Rainbow Dash demanded of Scootaloo. "Every time I asked you where your folks were you'd keep giving me the run around saying they were either busy or not around! I thought being your big sister meant you trusted me enough not to keep secrets like that from me, don't you think I would've done something if I'd know you were suffering?"

Now it was Scootaloo's turn to look guilty. Shuffling about in her blanket wrapped diaper she sheepishly replied. "An awesome pony like you never showed weakness, you even insisted you'd deny it if I told anypony how you used to be scared of those spooky campfire stories. I thought if I told you about what was going on with my life, you wouldn't care. You'd just abandon me like everypony else in my life did before I met Sweetie Belle."

Rainbow Dash shook her head. "Squirt, I can't believe you'd think so lowly of me! I may not necessarily have had the resources or the time to adopt you, but I would've seen to that somepony gave you a proper home and made sure you were well fed and had a roof over your head! I shouldn't have had to find out from Fluttershy about all of this, what if you'd gotten sick or something?! Didn't it ever occur to you that not everypony in life is so heartless as to leave a little filly to fend for herself?! Especially in a town like Ponyville that thrives on friendship?!"

Scootaloo tried her hardest, but she couldn't stop the ensuing water works. Rainbow Dash was right, she'd been very selfish as to keep all of her struggles a secret from her friends. Just because a few ponies in her life hadn't cared for her, didn't mean she had a right to shut out anyone who legitimately wanted to help her. "I'm sorry, Rainbow Dash. I guess I really messed up. I kept thinking I had to be strong like you, never let anypony see me when I was vulnerable and think I was weak and helpless."

"Kid, it's like you don't understand me at all," Rainbow Dash replied. "Yes, I'm awesome and I love to show it. But that doesn't mean I never let anypony see me when i'm vulnerable. Being with Fluttershy has helped me learned that it's not wrong to admit you need help, that it's not wrong for ponies to know that you don't have all the answers and that you can't do something on your own. I saw what happened with Lightning Dust when she got caught up in her own ego and thought that to be the best she had to build herself up to the point of recklessness. It's a very brave thing to do to admit you need help. You have friends out there, friends that would gladly drop everything in a heartbeat to help you if they only knew how much you were suffering. Remember how you could've avoided all that trouble with those scary campfire stories and the nightmares if you'd just told somepony how scared you were? Remember how it almost caused you to plunge over a waterfall?"

Scootaloo nodded, sniffling a bit. "Yeah, I remember. I'm sorry I didn't tell you everything when I had the chance. I didn't mean to make you worry."

Rainbow Dash smiled, approaching the crib. "Hey, it's alright. We all make mistakes, kid. What's important is that you told Fluttershy, and that now you have two loving mothers who are going to do their best to provide you with the family you need and deserve."

"We can't promise it's going to be easy, or perfect," Fluttershy added, also trotting towards the crib. "We're going to get into arguements, and we're going to disagree on things sometimes. But right now, we just want to care for you and give you a loving home. And no matter what, you'll always be our little angel." Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash then embraced each other in a passionate hug, Scootaloo pretended to gag.

"Come on, squirt, it's not that sappy," Rainbow Dash teased. "And you might as well get used to it, because we're going to be together for some time."

"Does that mean you're going to be seeing me in diapers?' Scootaloo asked with a blush, holding the blanket hiding it tightly in her hooves.

Rainbow Dash nodded, a slight giggle escaped her lips. "Yup, in fact Fluttershy was quite insistent that I spend some time with you in this current state. After all, when her folks come, she's hoping to pass you off as our adopted daughter."

"You're really going to adopt me?" Scootaloo asked, her eyes now full of hope for the first time in years.

Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy smiled. "That's what you want, right?" Fluttershy asked her daughter. "Since the orphanage is closed it's going to take a while to file the necessary paperwork, but we can start on the process later today. And if all goes well you'll legally be in our custody by the end of next week."

"Oh, that would be wonderful!" Scootaloo cheered, inadvertently tossing her blanket aside and exposing her diapered rear to Rainbow Dash once again. Blushing once more, the filly added in a more netural tone. "I mean, that's alright. I guess I don't mind."

"You're practically my spitting image," Rainbow Dash joked. "And don't worry, whether you wear diapers or not you're still going to be my number one fan, and the most awesome little filly I've ever had the honor of knowing!"

"Now then, Dashie, I'm going to get started on Scootaloo's lunch," Fluttershy told her marefriend. "And then I'm going to go out and talk to Mayor Mare about adopting Scootaloo. Can I trust you to stay and take care of our little foal until I get back?"

Rainbow nodded, scooping Scootaloo into her arms. "I've seen Pinkie foalsit The Cake Twins, I can handle a bigger foal for a little while. You won't cause trouble for me, will you, Scootaloo?" She asked, while nuzzling the tomboyish pegasus' mane with a hoof.

Scootaloo giggled and snuggled deep into Rainbow's chest. It felt so nice to be wanted and cared for after all those years spent living on her own. "I'll behave."

Fluttershy smiled, it delighted her to see Scootaloo being so accepting of Rainbow Dash. "That's one problem taken care of," She thought to herself as she left the nursery. "But how do I go about telling my parents Dashie and I are together? They've met her before, but only as a friend."





When Fluttershy returned home with the adoption papers a few hours later, she was quite surprised to see Rainbow Dash with Scootaloo seated on her lap, while the filly drank warm milk from a baby bottle. 

"Don't drink too fast, squirt," Rainbow Dash playfully cautioned. "When it's gone, it's gone. And I can't just heat up another one for you."

"Sorry," Scootaloo apologized, while she continued to suck on the rubber nipple. When the last of the milk disappeared, she removed the nipple and sighed happily. Then, without warning, she let out a huge burp. "Excuse me." She apologized, her cheeks flushing red for what felt like the tenth time that day.

"You're excused," Rainbow Dash replied, and set the filly down. "Now, why don't you go play with your toys while your mother and I discuss something important? You know, grown-up to grown-up."

Scootaloo sighed, but obeyed. "Oh, alright. But make it fast." And she zipped away to her room, leaving Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy alone in the main room of the cottage's first floor.

"What do you want to talk about?" Fluttershy asked her marefriend, hoping to break the silence. "I already told you everything about Scootaloo, and I'm already thinking about how we're going to tell my parents about you and I."

Rainbow adopted a stern glare, as she looked at Fluttershy and motioned for her to come sit down on the couch. Once her marefriend had complied, Rainbow looked at her and said seriously. "While you were gone I spent some time playing with Scootaloo, and I know you already told your folks you have a foal. But you know what? They need to know the whole truth, they need to know that Scootaloo isn't a baby. It's nice that you brought her in and cared for her, and she looks cute in her diapers. But, you roped her into this without telling her what it would involve, just so you could pass her off as your child when your parents come to visit."

"I just want to protect her," Fluttershy sighed. "I've always wanted to have a foal of my own, especially ever since Mrs. Cake had her twins. Scootaloo even admitted she wouldn't mind going through potty training again with an actual mother."

"And if that's what she wants we can do that, but asking her to keep up this act 24/7 just because you told your parents you had a foal is wrong," Rainbow Dash replied, trying her best to make sure her tone of voice sound firm but not overly harsh. "It's not healthy for her. It could damage her self confidence and independence. You can't just turn back the clock on her, she told me that she really doesn't want to be forced to use her diapers at least once a day. She doesn't want to completely go back to being a baby, and I don't blame her. Sure, she may have had to grow up a little earlier than she would've liked, and now that she has a family she can stop worrying about some things. But it's just not right to ask her to act like and be treated like a foal, just for the sake of pleasing your folks. They're going to find out sooner or later, and it's best if they hear the truth from you."

Fluttershy sighed again, a few tears slipped down her cheeks. "You're right, Dashie. Regardless of how much I've enjoyed taking care of Scootaloo, I'm still doing this for my own reasons. She's going to be my daughter, and that means I have to think about what's best for her too. Trying to keep her young and dependent on me is wrong, regardless of how much she might like it."

Rainbow let her marefriend bury her face in her lap, while she lightly patted her on the head and stroked her back. "It's for the best, we can't keep the act up forever. Scootaloo has her own life, and she should be allowed to have some say as to how she wants to be treated. Once your parents know the truth and everything has been resolved, then we can talk with Scootaloo about what she wants and what we think is best for her."

After sobbing for a couple of minutes, Fluttershy lifted her head and rubbed her eyes a bit. "Thank you, Dashie, I needed to hear that."

Rainbow smiled. "Hey, what are marefriends for, Flutters? Now stop your crying and give me a kiss," Fluttershy did as Rainbow requested. "That's to let you know that you don't have to go through this alone." She told her marefriend.

Fluttershy wiped away the last of her tears and cleared her throat. "I guess now we have to discuss how to best tell my folks about you and I, and the truth about Scootaloo. We have until the end of this week to work things out."