//------------------------------// // Prolouge: A Foal's Gala // Story: The Foal Prince // by Foal Star //------------------------------// Prince Blueblood was grinning with his head held high in the air, standing before Princess Celestia and Twilight, in the princess’ bed chambers. Celestia eyed the prince and instructed to him. “Now, while you are pretending to be me, you will do nothing but shake hooves. Do you understand? I don’t want to hear you using this disguise to do anything immoral or otherwise not allowed.” Blueblood scoffed at the very notion that he couldn’t be trusted. “I know that, Aunt Celestia. Trust me, I will be as well mannered as I always am. You have nothing to fear.” Twilight spoke up. “Alright then, just hold still.” Blueblood stopped moving, becoming still like a statue as Twilight’s magic glowed, and Blueblood was magically transformed form a smirking prince to a graceful copy of Princess Celestia herself. The prince looked at his new form, blushing. He now had the same rainbow colored mane flowing from his head, and the sun cutie mark printed on his rump. The copy of Celestia proclaimed. “This is extraordinary!” He squealed, hearing his voice was as soft but strong as his aunt! “My voice, I sound exactly like you, Celestia!” The real princess of the sun rolled her eyes. “Alright, alright. Now you better get down and shake hooves before somepony notices me...well you I guess, is gone,” The stallion gave a salute as he ran down the stairs, and Celestia sighed. “I’m not sure this is a good idea, even considering what might be out there.” Twilight smirked. “Don’t worry, my friends will be keeping an eye on him and will also be on the lookout for any suspicious ponies. Now we have our little job to do while Blueblood does your royal duties.” The mares then went across the hall and entered a familiar playroom and mini-nursery. It was the same place where the regressed royal guards had stayed for some time before they were all adopted. Inside the room, Hoity Toity, Zecora, and the three regressed royal guards were all running around the room, playing a cute game of tag. Hoity was bouncing on his diapered rump and chanting. “Nah nah, can’t catch me!” Zecora was “it” as she pounced on the fancy colt and booped his nose. “Got ya, Hoity Poity.” Hoity whined as he pouted. “Tat not my name, it Hoity Toity.” Zecora giggled. “Sowie, ya name is gweat fow whyming.” The little zebra got off the colt and helped him up as he grumbled. “Nah uh, my name is Hoity Toity and tat not poity.” But Zecora started chanting as she bounced on her diaper. “Hoity Poity! Hoity Poity!” The colt growled. “Tat’s it, I gonna get ya!” Zecora squealed as he chased her and the other toddler guards followed suit, being chased by the little colt who was now “it”. Twilight and Celestia stood aside, letting the foals continue their game. Bucket Bridle was the first to waddle up to the solar princess and babbled. “Mama! Mama!” Celestia came down, hugged her adopted son as she held him in her hooves, and nuzzled him. “How’s my little Bucket Bridle doing?” The colt jumped up and down, chirping. “Doing gweat, Mama! I weawn in schoow today tat ya coat is ta cowow white.” Celestia dawwed at her son’s achivement. “Oh, did you now?” She ruffled the colt’s mane just as Cannon Feather got up from running around, blushing as he did a cute potty dance, and whined. “Uh Auntie Tia, gotta go potty.” Celestia lit up her horn, poofed in a pink training potty, helped pulled Cannon Feather’s pull-up down, and plopped him onto the plastic bowl as he started to tinkle inside. Twilight dawwed. “Oh they're so adorable.” She ruffled Bright Wing’s head as he nuzzled his head into Twilight’s lap and giggled. “Guess what, Auntie Twily?! I going to preschool!” Twilight cooed. “Oh really? How do you like it?” Bright Wing squealed. “I wove it! We wearning our ABCs! And pwimawy cowos wike bwue and wed!” Celestia nodded. “I’m well aware of that. Little Bucket Bridle is also going to preschool, as is Cannon Feather.” Twilight giggled. “Wow, that’s wonderful to hear. Sounds like they’re doing really well there too.” Cannon Feather got off his potty, and after Celestia had wiped him, he pulled his pull-up over his rump and babbled. “Yeah, pweschwool is wots of fun! Bu we stiww get nap time, and pway time.” Twilight cooed again. “Oh it's so great to hear you're enjoying school. I remember preschool, but I mostly reading the picture books in the reading corner.” Celestia nodded. “Luna, Shining Armor and I all decided together that these three should get started on their education, and they are doing a wonderful job.” Zecora got up as she chanted. “Weww, I’m learning how to whyme. I a foaw who wikes to woww and pway aw day, and jump in hay.” The older mares’ dawwed as Hoity replied. “I awso leawin stuff, makin new diapees and foaw cwothes with Wawity! I even got on ta fwont page of ta cutest foal magazine.” Twilight giggled, seeing the foals trying to top one another, and cooed. “You’re all doing very well. But for now we better get you all to sleep, it’s way past your bedtime, little ones.” The foals all groaned as Bright Wing whined. “But Auntie Twily, ya pwomiced to wead us Dawing Do tonight, wememba?” Twilight blushed as Celestia smirked. “She’ll read to you once you’re all tucked in, now come on. Let’s get you into your night-time diapers.” Once all had been diapered, the foals got all excited as they climbed into the little bed that the three former royal guards slept in when they were first regressed. They all snuggled together with diapers crinkling underneath the sheets. Twilight pulled the sheets up over the little ones bodies, stopping just shy of their heads, and Celestia placed pacifiers in their mouths and handed out plushies. Zecora hugged Cannon Feather, who blushed seeing her nuzzle into him. Bucket Bridle laughed and teased. ”Aww, Cannon Feather got cooties.” The other colts squealed. “Eww!” Cannon Feather pouted. “Nah uh, dun gots cooties.” Zecora stuck her tongue out. “Better watch it, I gonna tuwn ya aww into fwogs.” Twilight got out the Daring Do novel and cooed, breaking up the argument. “Alright, calm down, everypony. It’s story time.” The foals all grew silent now, anticipating the story as Twilight opened the book. “Okay, now we last left off with Daring Do getting chased by the army of monkeys.” Celestia smiled, seeing the foals on the edge of their diapered butts, listening to the story with their imaginations running wild. But soon the little ones were drifting off to sleep and the two mares went outside the room as Twilight slowly closed the door and shut the lights off. “Good night little ones.” She softly called. Celestia sighed in relief hearing no noises coming from the room, chuckling as she had gotten used to one of the regressed guards crying out for something. “Now we can actually hang out together for a little.” She said to her student. Twilight nodded. “Yeah. But shouldn’t we check on Blueblood first, just in case?” But Celestia waved a hoof. “Let him take care of the formalities. I believe you wanted to talk about magic, or maybe how your friendship studies are going?” Twilight beamed with excitement, this is why she’d come to the Gala after all! “Of course! I have so much to talk about!” Celestia laughed. “Alright, come on. We can talk in my room.” She led Twilight away, with the two mares chatting along the way. Blueblood was smirking to himself as he strode down the grand staircase, shaking his mane and tail as he strut about. The ponies that had already arrived gasped and bowed as they came up and Blueblood smirked again, seeing the ponies bow before him as they thought he was Princess Celestia. “Alright, that’s enough.” He declared. The ponies got up and resumed their dancing as the disguised Blueblood strode to the front entrance of the palace, and started to shake hooves, as ponies flowed into the ballroom. Twilight’s friends were all doing their own things as they kept an eye out for suspicious ponies: Pinkie Pie was trying to teach ponies how to do the pony-pokey, Rainbow Dash kept trying to get the attention of the Wonderbolts (or at least Spitfire and Soarin) who were chatting among various interested fans or nobels. Rarity, however watched Blueblood afar, looking around and trying to make sure that nothing touched her prince (even if he was in disguise). Blueblood smirked, seeing her looking out for his interests, and thought. “She would make a good marefriend if she kept this loyalty to me.” Blueblood then looked around, seeing that everything seemed to be going fine. Ponies danced around the ballroom, eating the Hors d'oeuvres and drinking wine. Blueblood just sighed in relief,  there was no strange pony with magic regression powder in sight. And he started thinking to himself. “I’m a hero! Even if nothing happened, I risked my dignity for my princess and in the end, I will surely be given a grand title!” As the prince continued with his duty, Rarity watched from afar, flustered at how she was missing out her chance to hang out with her prince charming. “I hope we get to dance at least once before the night is over.” She whispered to herself. A few hours later, the disguised Prince Blueblood was now saying goodbye to many of the guests as they left the palace. He sighed, seeing that the party was slowing down but still booming with ponies, who were now mostly just chatting and sipping cups of wine. Rarity was standing by, still waiting to dance with her lover. Meanwhile, Rainbow Dash was still trying to get the Wonderbolt’s attention by shouting and jumping around, while Pinkie Pie brought out her party cannon, causing havoc in the ballroom. Blueblood shook his head in disgust, then he noticed a strange looking mare in the back of the room. Her coat was a dark black in color, and her mane was light silver with silvery eyes. Her dress was silver colored as well, and she seemed to be winking at Blueblood, waving a hoof. Blueblood felt himself look at this beauty, with a desire to get to know her more. He first looked around seeing that most of the guests had arrived and nopony else would show up if he left his post. The disguised stallion followed the mare outside to the palace gardens. Unknown to him, Rarity was watching from afar, her face growing red with rage as followed the prince outside, grumbling. “What is he up to?!” Blueblood and the strange dark mare walked together, seeing Applejack, who busy trying to sell her pastries, a strange pony could be heard shouting in the distance. Rarity paused, briefly distracted. “Was that Fluttershy?” She thought to herself. Meanwhile, the fake Celestia now stood alone with the strange mare in a vacant part of the garden. The mare turned with an innocent looking face as she cooed. “Hello. Do you wish to speak with me, Princess Celestia?” Blueblood lit his horn breaking the spell and he was now standing before this beauty in his full glory as he bowed. “No, my lady. I was protecting the dear princess from a threat.” The mare threw her mane back and cooed. ”Oh really? And you did all this to save Celestia? How noble of you.” Blueblood beamed with pride from the flattery and nodded. “Yes, and I did so of my own accord. You see, some evil pony has been turning ponies into foals. We believed they would strike again this night. And I came up with the idea to be in Celestia’s place just in case the villain were to strike again.” Rarity scoffed as she stepped back, appalled. “What a liar and a jerk!” She remarked to herself. “He practically begged Celestia to pick anypony else. I can’t believe I had feelings for this pony! Taking credit for something he never wanted to do in the first place!” She stomped off in anger as the mysterious mare walked around Blueblood, and cooed. “Oh, wow! Look how handsome and brave you are.” Blueblood perked up as he beamed a smile of pride. “Thanks, I am the most wanted stallion in Equestria. May I ask what your name is?” The strange mare just smirked at him. “Oh, you’ll know my name soon enough now that I know you’re going to be a valuable asset.” Blueblood eyed the mare as she blew dust into his face, and he coughed and gagged on the strange substance! He began shrinking and felt his body grow fatter, as he regressed to a foal. The now little colt whimpered and looked down at his flubby body, seeing now that he wore a cute, baby blue suited onesie, with a button snap around his rump. A thick diaper clearly bulging, with some of the diaper fabric poking through the leg holes. The enchantress laughed. “Aww, look at you, little prince. Now come on, I’ll take you to your new home.” But Blueblood had already scampered off, as he waddled through the garden towards the palace, panting as he looked behind him. “I…I think I lost hew.” Prince Blueblood then stopped and finally looked himself over fully, seeing his flabby hooves and the diaper poking through the leg holes of his onesie. He whined! “No no no! Dun wana be a foal! How couwd tis happen to me?!” He pulled the button flap of his onesie and groaned, seeing the thick white diaper underneath. He then looked up, seeing some ponies chuckling at his antics. Blueblood stopped midway, gulping as he put the front flap of his onesie down, trying desperately to hide his diaper as he thought to himself. “I can’t let anypony know I’m Blueblood, or I’ll be humiliated forever!” The regressed prince was then suddenly picked up by a unicorn mare with a snow white coat, a golden mane and tail, and shiny blue eyes. She was donned in a beautiful blue dress, as she gave the foal a sweet smile and cooed. “Aww, what are you doing here, little one? Are you lost?” Blueblood gasped, recognizing the mare as Morning Dew, the mare that had humiliated him months ago at a garden party! Morning Dew, meanwhile, fixed the button snap around his onesie, and snapped the buttons closed, allowing his diaper to once again be hidden. Just then, a hulking stallion clad in a fancy tuxedo came up. He had a thick coat of chestnut brown, and he chuckled. “Uh-oh, looks like one of the regressed foals escaped from upstairs.” Blueblood whimpered, recognizing the stallion as Battleheart, one of the royal guards. Morning Dew turned to the stallion. “Oh really? And who do you think he is, dear?” Battleheart gazed the colt over and smirked. “This little one looks a lot like Blueblood.” Blueblood was now squirming about, trying to break free from Morning Dew’s embrace. “I can’t take this! I need to find Celestia and hope she can somehow change me back into a stallion! If anypony finds out I’m a foal, my life is ruined!” He thought to himself in horror! The colt somehow managed to get out of the mare’s embrace and fell to the ground, plopping on his diaper. He squeaked as a cloud of foal powder poofed from the leg holes of his onesie. The mare just dawwed and picked him up again. “Maybe his mom brought him here. I hear lots of ponies had trouble booking a good foalsitter for tonight.” She commented. Battleheart looked around the place and mumbled. “Hopefully, she’s still here and hasn’t left the gala yet.” The couple strode off with Blueblood in tow, as the enchantress looked from the shadows and whispered “darn it.” Then, with a whisk of her horn, the enchantress disappeared. Blueblood was still scared that the enchantress was nearby and looked around. The mare cooed. “Oh dear, he looks absolutely terrified. He must’ve wandered off. Hopefully his mom is nearby.” Battleheart chuckled as he booped the foal’s nose, making Blueblood glare at the guard and stuck his tongue out. “He reminds me of Blueblood,” Battleheart commented. “Wonder if the little tyke is related to that stubborn prince. It would explain a lot.” Morning Dew patted the bottom of the diaper and hummed. “Maybe he is, but I haven’t seen the prince all day. I heard he fell ill but it still seems strange he would miss the Grand Galloping Gala for that.” Blueblood stayed silent, trying to not say anything to draw attention to himself. As hew was led into the ballroom, he saw the stairs that lead to the upper rooms of the palace. The colt squeaked as he thought. “There’s the stairs! I just need to climb those to find Celestia!” Blueblood squirmed again, plopped back down onto his padded rump, and made a dash to the stairs, only to be held in an unfamiliar aura of magic. The prince whined as he was dragged back and turned around by none other than Rarity, who innocently cooed. “Aww, who is this little foal? I wasn’t aware foals would be attending the gala.” Soon everypony that was left in the ballroom turned their gaze to the foal, who whimpered and peed his diaper, squeaking upon hearing an audible hissas the padding swelled! The button snap around his bottom popped open, revealing a swelling diaper rapidly turning yellow to the crowd. Pinkie Pie, now intrigued, bounced over and giggled. ”Aww, he’s so cute. Did another pony turn into a foal?” The crowd looked among each other, and Morning Dew declared. “Well, from what I remember, regressed foals can still talk. I haven’t heard a peep out of him yet.” Blueblood gulped, not wanting anypony to know he was the foal. So he just babbled gibberish and the crowd chuckled. Rarity sighed. “Well, if he isn’t a regressed pony then where are his parents?” The crowd looked amongst each other again as Morning Dew sighed. “They must’ve left the gala without realizing their son is missing. Battleheart and I can care for him until we can find his parents, we were planning to have a foal soon anyways.” Battleheart blushed hard as the crowd laughed and the mares dawwed. Blueblood, for his part, was mortified, knowing it was only going to be a matter of time til the couple would discover who he really was. Seeing that the ponies were so busy discussing what to do with him, Blueblood saw that he could climb the steps and find Celestia, if he was quick about it. The little foal waddled with his now chubby legs, and slowly climbed the steps of the grand staircase. The crowd of ponies were now watching in silence as the foal adorably climbed the steps, his sagging diaper revealed to the crowd. Blueblood grunted as he continued climbing, the once simple steps when he was an adult now seemed like a mountain to his little foal body. But the prince could the gazes of the crowd dig into his back as he turned around, seeing the ponies all smiling and dawwing at his antics. Blueblood squeaked as he fell from the stairs and was caught in Rarity’s magic as she cooed. ”No stairs, darling, you’ll get a nasty booboo. “ Blueblood whined and screamed as he kicked about. But Rarity was having none of it, she laid him down on the ground and cooed. “This little foal also needs a diaper change. Pinkie Pie can you get me my diaper bag from upstairs?” But Pinkie Pie took out a pink diaper bag from nowhere as she gave it to Rarity, who blushed. “Uh, thanks, Pinkie.” Pinkie Pie gave a salute. “No problem, Rarity. You never know when you’re going to need a spare diaper bag nowadays.” Rarity chuckled and as she got out the supplies: a package of foal wipes, a giant bottle of foal powder, and embarrassing, thick pink diapers from the bag. That was enough for Blueblood, who shouted in anger.”No! Dun wana diapee change!” The crowd gasped, jumping back as the little soggy colt rose up and continued his rant! “I am ta pwince of Equestwia! I not gonna be tweated wike a helpless foal! Now show me some wespect!” The crowd all blinked as Rarity whispered. “Blueblood?!” Blueblood blinked, realizing what he’d just done by shouting his name, and the crowd burst into rancorous laughter. Blueblood plopped back down on his rump, completely embarrassed. Just then, Fluttershy burst through the back of the palace and saw little Blueblood whimpering. The anger about how the animals wouldn’t let her care for them disappeared in an instant, and she squealed. “Oh dear, look at the poor foal,” Fluttershy scooped up Blueblood, who wined and kicked about as Fluttershy held him close. “Oh, don’t fuss. It’s okay, little cutie.” This just received more laughter from the rich ponies and all the little foal could do was whimper thinking. “That’s it! I’m ruined! Done for! My life as a prince is over!”He then fell back, as he fainted into a sea of black.