AN: baby Changelings’ abilities: Fly, Walk, Talk (properly, but pronouncing R’s as L’s every once in a while.), Levitate (only for older-ish ones) And it’s been 1 year since the hatching of Rainy, and transformation of Scootaloo and Frost Flare.
Nymph count: at least 104.
It was a beautiful morning in PonyChangelingville. (Jk)
Rainbow Dash was awake, setting up for the party. What party, you ask? Why, it’s Rainy, Scootaloo and Frost Flare’s birthday!
Rainbow, after setting up, went near their dresser. “Girls, wake up!” said Rainbow Dash. Those three were fast asleep. “Noise, got the airhorn?” asked Rainbow Dash to a smaller nymph on her back. “Yes mommy” said the little one. Rainbow placed little Noise on Rainy’s bed. “Press the button in 3..2..1..0!”
‘BEEEEEEEEPPP!!!!!’
“Ughh.. Mom, why you wake me up? Me glowing filly, me need sleep.” said a very annoyed, bedheaded Rainy. “But it’s your very first birthday!”
“B-bilthday? What’s that?”
“Get out of bed, wake your sisters and I’ll tell you three. I promise that it’s awesome.”
“Ok fiiine, but only because you plomised.”
“Gud mowning sissy!” said Noise.
“Oh.. hey Noise. Didn’t see ya thele”
Rainbow picked up Noise and went away.
“WAAAAAKKKKEEEEE UUUUUUPPPPPP!!!!!” cried Rainy, and bounced on Scootaloo’s bed.
“Aw, sis, lemme sleep..”
“THERE’S A BIWTHDAY AND MOM SAYS ITS SO AWESOME!!”
Scootaloo got up. “You had me at ‘Mom says it’s so awesome’. Now, would you like to do the honouws of putting mom’s whipped cream all over hew hoof?”
“With pleasuwe, and you tickle hel muzzle with a feathew”
“Abso-Scoot-ely!”
Rainy applied whipped cream on her sister’s hoof, and Scootaloo tickled her nose with a feather. Frost used the creamed hoof to hit the ‘insect, but got whipped cream all over her face. “AAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!! MOMMY!!!” yelled Frost Flare, with a whipped cream face. Rainbow Dash rushed in.
“Never fear, your friendly neighborhood Rainbow Dash is here! What’s the matter, Fros- AAH!”
“Mom, there was an insect on my face, and I hit it, and it pooped all this white stuff on my face..” Frost began crying.
“I see.. lemme wash you up a bit.”
Rainbow touched the ‘poop’, sniffed and licked it a bit.
“Is poop always like whipped cream?” asked Rainbow sarcastically. “All three of you, we NEED to talk. In my bedroom, now.”
“Yes mom..” said the girls and went to Rainbow Dash’s bedroom.
“Scootaloo, Rainy, why’d you do that?” asked Rainbow Dash, very sternly
“But it was only a hawmless pwank.” said Rainy, tears forming in her eyes because of her mother’s tone.
“I understand, I used to be quite the prankster when I was a kid. You two go to the nursery, stay outta trouble. Frost, stay here.” said Rainbow.
“Frost, tell me what happened.” asked Rainbow, concerned.
“Fiwst, I felt a tickle. Then I hit the tickler, which i thought was an insect. I hit it and whipped cweam was on my face. I’m all scared.”
“Don’t worry, dear. It won’t hurt you at all. Be brave, Frosty.” said Rainbow and extended her hoof, only bent a bit. Frost did the same. A hoofbump.
The three one-year old girls went into the dark hall. “Um.. h-hello? Anypony there?” asked Scootaloo, trying to be brave. “
“SURPRISE!!” yelled 180 out of 250 nymphs and Rainbow Dash. Rainbow Dash flew towards the girls. “Happy birthday girls!” said Rainbow and hugged all three. “Thanks mum!” said the girls and walked towards the cake. “I thought we weren’t supposed to have pony style cake.” said Rainy, confused. “Oh, girls, you’re 1 year old now. now you can eat cake. Changeling babies after 9 months can eat pony food. For the first 9 months, they only eat the goo or milk.” said Rainbow Dash.
The smaller, below 9 months old changelings felt left out. “Don’t worry, guys. I made this batch of goo chocolate cake flavoured.”
Chocolate releases endorphins, happy hormones. The babies can’t eat chocolate itself, so the flavour and emotion it contains must be dissolved into their milk or goo.
“Chocolate milk/ chocolate goo for the youngest ones, and cake for the older ones! In a line! Milk to the left, goo at the middle and regular cake to the right. Birthday girls, please get today’s newborns from the nursery and keep them on the couch. ONE AT A TIME!”
Rainbow compared herself to Spitfire at the moment. “What might have been...” muttered Rainbow Dash. “Mom, what’re you talking about?” asked Scootaloo with tiny Cumulus on her scooter, getting wheeled to the couch. “Nothing! I’ll tell you later.”
After the 304 membered family party, all of them went straight to bed.