Rainbow Dash awoke in the morning, still sucking her pacifier. Realizing that she had it in her mouth, she spat it out. “Why was I sucking on a paci? I’m not a foal,” She thought to herself, before another thought struck her. “Though it was relaxing to sleep with. Best sleep I’ve had in weeks.” And then she noticed she was the only one up and her crib bars were still up. She was in her Wonderbolts flight suit and the others were as well.
Rainbow was puzzled. “How did my suit get on me? I remember I wasn’t wearing it when I went to sleep last night.” She wondered. As she was going to try to get the bars down, they mysteriously came down all on their own, and she landed on her face on the floor with a thud.
Then there came a voice over the intercom: “Good morning, Wonderbolts! It’s time to wake up! Today’s your big day. And Dashie, next time please wait for the bars to go down first rather than try to do it yourself. It’s too dangerous for you to do such a thing,” Then the voice instructed. “Now, will all the Wonderbolts expect Fleetfoot head to the cafeteria for breakfast? It's pancake and milk day!”
Spitfire saw Dash on the floor and helped her up as she declared. “Dash, listen to what the pony on the intercom said, she knows what's best for us.”
All Rainbow could say was. “Ouch!” But then she realized something about what Spitfire standing before her now meant. “Wait, don’t you usually do the voiceover on the coms? Why do we have a new one? And how did our suits appear on us?”
But before Dash could get an answer, the intercom came back on saying; “All bolts to the cafeteria now. And Fleetfoot, please report to the changing station.”
“We’d better do what it says, Dash,” Spitfire replied as she helped her comrade up. “We have to eat and get ready for the big show today in Ponyville. And Fleetfoot,” She turned to Fleetfoot, eyeing the mare’s diaper. “You’d better get changed, that does look like a really full diaper.”
Fleetfoot nodded and trotted away for a change, while Spitfire and the other bolts trotted to the cafeteria. All the while Rainbow was thinking to herself. “Why did Spitfire get some new pony for the intercom? She usually tells us to do stuff on her own. Something must be up.” She thought about this so much that she ended up bumping into Soarin’s diaper and fell back on her own as some poof of foal powder came out, spilling into her suit.
“Careful, Dash,” Soarin said in a giggle. “You have got to stop thinking to yourself and look where you’re going. Lucky for you my diaper stopped you. Look, we’re at the cafeteria.”
As Rainbow slowly got up again, she saw that the cafeteria was the only thing that was normalL No high chairs, just normal chairs.
But before Dash could sit down, the intercom came back on which made the brash speedster groan. “Oh, what now?!” She complained.
The mystery voice just said. “Rainbow, you have to wait for all the bolts to be here and pick out their sitting spots. That includes Fleetfoot. Also, I have a big announcement once everyone is here and properly seated.”
All Rainbow could do was wait and pout. “But I'm hungry! I wanna eat right now!”
Fortunately, Fleetfoot soon entered with a clean diaper on along with her Wonderbolt suit, and she got next to everyone. “Hi all,” She greeted. “That was a good sleep. So what are we all waiting for? I'm so hungry, let’s eat!”
Rainbow replied. “We had to wait for you to enter so we can pick where we’re going to sit from now on,” And she looked up at the intercom. “Mysterious voice, can we pick our spots now? Everyone is here.”
The mysterious voice cheerfully answered. “Okay, now you all can pick your spots. Once you do, I'll mark it on my clipboard for next time.”
Everyone picked their designated spots a second later. Rainbow Dash sat next to Soarin, Fleetfoot sat next to Thunderlane and Spitfire sat next to Misty Fly. The other bolts all sat in different spots in the cafeteria.
Then Spitfire looked up at the intercom as she said. “Ok, we’re in our spots. What's the big announcement, mysterious voice?”
The mysterious voice answered. “Very good, Wonderbolts! Now, the big announcement is that this will be your last show and I want it to be the best one you padded Wonderbolts have ever done. Once your show is over, you’ll all be here, training your mind with fun and safety, never to fly again. I need to look out for my padded bolts and make sure they don’t get hurt. So I’m signing off. Enjoy your pancakes and milk.” When the intercom fell silent, plates of pancakes and baby bottles full of milk appeared in front of everyone.
Rainbow Dash could hardly believe her ears over what she’d just heard! “What?! Our last show?! No way, that's crazy talk! We can't end our shows! We are the best flying team in all of Equestria! We just can't do that! And there’s no way we’re wearing diapers during the show either, there’s gotta be another way!”
But before Rainbow could say more, Soarin put some pancake slices into her mouth and said with a goofy smile. “You're overthinking it, Dash. Maybe this is a good thing. We’ll do one more show and who knows, we might like this new way better than flying in shows all the time. After this we can just relax and have fun. No work, just play.”
Spitfire happily replied. “Yeah, Soarin’s right!” And as she ate some of her pancakes she commented. “This new way could be fun to do. I know I’m not completely fond of the news that was broken to us, but if this mysterious voice says so then I say let it be. Whoever it is just wants to look out for us.” Then she went back to eating her pancakes and drank her bottle of yummy milk.
Rainbow Dash swallowed the pancake slice and said in her head. “Well, if Spitfire’s okay with it then it must be okay. Besides, there’s nothing wrong about doing one show in a diaper. I’m sure nopony will really notice. Worse comes to worse I could always claim it was a special performance for incontinent ponies.” And she and the other Wonderbolts finished their breakfast, then headed outside to practice for the biggest (and the last) show they would ever pull off.
Meanwhile, inside the intercom room. The mic had been turned off, and the mysterious voice was saying to somepony. “Yes, the padded bolts just had their breakfast and I have their seating arrangements. Yes, I told them it’s their last show. Okay, I’ll make sure to add the high chairs and get the daycare set up. Don’t worry, if any bolts try to run away or one misbehaves, I can just poof them into the daycare where we have someone waiting for them. Huh? Okay, you have a good day. Talk to you later when they’re done with their last show and safely inside the academy, not outside.” The owner of the mysterious voice hung up a small listening device they’d been using and giggled happily. Their revenge scheme was working out better than they had expected.