The next day Applejack was now sitting in Twilight blushing staring at a newspaper with a picture of her with Rarity wearing the ridiculous poofy dresses and with the headline overhead. “Are the elements of harmony foals at heart?
Applejack scoffed “can you believe this! I’m going to be a laughing stock for the rest of my life?”
Rarity sighed coming into the room and rolled her eyes at the newspaper. “You're telling me, darling, All day yesterday I had mothers coming to me wanting to make dresses for their little fillies.”
Applejack scoffed,”you have it easy, I went by Sugarcube corner this morning only to have every pony daww at me and ask where's my pretty dress?”
Spike who was coming down the stairs burst into laughter and both Rarity and Applejack glared at him making the dragon scoff, ”oh please at least you two weren't caught wearing diapers.”
He then sat down next to them and explained, ”I still can’t go through Ponyville without a pony asking if I need a bottle or a pacifier.”
Rarity smirked patting his head. "Ooh spikey wikey does look so cute in his little diapees.”
He whined brushing her hoof from his head “Stop!”
Applejack blushed, ”oh he was so cute waddling around with his tail up in the air.”
He growled, “hey at least I wasn’t running around Ponyville in a poofy pink dress.”
Applejack blushed " yeah uh...glad that was all I was wearing. I'll take wearing a frilly dress over diapers any day."
Rarity smirked, “oh really? You sure you weren't wearing one under your pretty dress?”
Applejack blushed to know only she and Rarity were the only ones who knew she wore a diaper.
Twilight on the other hoof had the enchanted items placed in front of her as she pondered while tapping a hoof to her chin. “I need to send a message to my grandmother and see what spells she used because honestly, I’m not sure.”
Spike sighed and asked, “can you at least make sure there are no other cursed items around?”
Twilight gave a sheepish smile and continued, “well I did a thorough search of the library and as far as I know the dress and the pacifier and the bonnet are the only items that I found that were cursed.”
Applejack grumbled “can you at least check another time. I rather not repeat being pranced around like a little filly a second time.”
Twilight nodded as she took out a scroll. “Well that's the good news and the bad news is this.”
She held the scroll out as it read,
Dear Twilight
I am afraid that what has been happening to your friends in Ponyville is more than just a cursed. It is a spirit that feeds on the wants and desires making them want to act younger and relax. If you have successfully freed Applejack, then I fear the mind may yet be loose and worse it’s undetectable when it finds it’s next host and you will need to capture it with a unique vessel I gave you.
Best wishes
Granny Sparkle.
Applejack grumbled, “well at least we have some clue on what’s going on. But still, ya need to double check with your granny on what in the hay is going on. Because to me this seems more the just a curse.”
Rarity was awestruck and shouted, “But Twilight why in the hay would your granny do that!?”
Twilight sighed rubbing her temples with a hoof and explained, “My granny has always dabbled in magic beyond her capabilities. I fear this time she really screwed up big time.”
Spike rolled his eyes “geez now I know where you got that from.”
Twilight threw the book at Spike who squealed as he dodged it, she then turned her attention to her friends and exclaimed. ”Don’t worry we’re going to find this spirit we have to!”
Spike who was getting up and asked, “how? from what your grandmother said it can turn invisible and will probably just curse another item?”
Twilight tapped a hoof to her chin. “Your right Spike was going to need to do some research on the matter.”
Applejack got up “well while ya read I’ll go around the farm with Big Mac and make sure it’s not on sweet apple acres. We don’t need no ghost during Apple Bucking season.”
Rarity got up and squeaked. ”I better check my dresses and make sure it doesn't ruin my designs!”
The two mares ran off out of the library as Spike scratched his head. “Uh guess we should go to the occult section.”
Twilight smirked and ruffled his spine, ”yes Spike looks like your books on superstition may actually be useful for once.”
A few weeks later…
Applejack Apple Bloom and Big Mac were having dinner as they talked about the crazy experience with twilight putting a want it needs it to spell on a doll. Applejack smacked a hoof on the table and laughed “it still cracks me up half of ponyville was fighting over a silly doll what a hoot.”
Apple Bloom blushed “yeah when Twilight first came up to me and my friends asking if we wanted to play with it. We thought she went nuts." The little filly threw her hooves in the air. "She was more the nuts she was completely insane!"
Big mac blushed and gave an Ey'yup. As Applejack sighed “well with curses and all this crazy stuff with magic makes me glad we are simple earth ponies. We don't need that crazy magic in our lives.”
Big Mac nodded in agreement “Eyyup.”
Apple Bloom scoffed “I second that I mean seriously why in the hay was Twilight so worked up over trying to learn a friendship lesson?"
Applejack smirked at her little sister as she explained, “well Twilight lets just say likes things orderly. But anywho it's time for you to go to bed. We got a big day tomorrow seeing were going to start cider season soon."
Apple Bloom nodded “alright Applejack besides I got a big test tomorrow.” She got up and walked off as Big Mac got up and yawned. “I think I'll hit the hay as well good night Applejack.”
Applejack hugged her brother and nuzzled him “night big bro ya sleep tight.”
He walked upstairs and went to his room where he slowly locked the door as he took out the small rag doll known qs smarty pants. He hugged close to his chest as a voice whispered in his ear, aww does Big Mac likes his dolly.
He nodded slowly hypnotized by the doll. “Ey’yup" The big stallion snuggled the little rag doll stroking the mane made of yarn.
The voice continued, I bet Big Mac wants to snuggle his dolly tonight and feel like a colt again.
He nodded in agreement “Ey’yup." He slowly snuggled under the sheets holding a doll close to his chest. The voice persisted, good night little Macintosh and sweet dreams.
He yawned and curled up under the sheets and snuggled his doll some more against his cheek and whispered, “goodnight Smartypants.”