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// All Ears, Everypony! 
// Story: Erm—May I Please Be Excused? 
// by WatchTower1992 
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“A rocking pegasus?” gasped Rainbow Dash. “Awesome!” she exclaimed, and climbed onto the saddle of the rocking pegasus. “Oh, my goodness—please be careful!” cried Fluttershy in fright. While Rainbow Dash rocked on the toy pegasus, Fluttershy squeezed her toy bunny, fearing that her pegasus friend would get injured. “It’s your turn now, Fluttershy,” said Rainbow Dash after she got off the rocking pegasus.
Unlike Rainbow Dash, Fluttershy rocked very slowly on the toy pegasus. Twilight Sparkle held on to Fluttershy’s bunny. “Oh, no!” cried Fluttershy. “Something the matter, sugarcube?” asked Applejack sympathetically. “I need to go to the potty—right now!” answered Fluttershy.



I had to change Fluttershy’s diaper all over again. “So close and yet so far!” she sobbed, feeling blue as ever. “Oh, Fluttershy, please don’t cry!” I cried, hugging her with my gentle wings to console her. “What happened this time?” I asked her. “I finally managed to tell my friends that I needed to go to the potty,” she answered, “but I missed the potty!”
“Fluttershy,” I told Fluttershy, “you were very brave.” “Really?” she asked me. “Yes,” I answered, “because you let your friends know that you needed to go to the potty.” “Am I really brave?” she asked me, questioning my judgment of her. “Of course, you are!” I confirmed, beaming from cheek to cheek.



The next time that Fluttershy went to the potty, her diaper stayed dry. “I did it!” she told her friends. “I finally went to the potty perfectly!” she explained. “Did you ask us to let you go, and did your diaper stay nice and dry?” inquired Pinkie Pie. “Yes and yes!” answered Fluttershy.
Now, Fluttershy was confident that she would no longer need to wear a diaper. As proof of her success, she showed her friends her bare rump. “Now that I’m finally out of diapers,” she announced, “I’m going to pretend to teach my stuffed bunny to go to the potty!” “He looks so cute in a diaper!” her friends cooed. “He sure does!” she cooed back.



Fluttershy had laid her stuffed bunny down on the floor of the room with the potty. “Oh, my—your diaper is all soaked!” she cried. She proceeded to change her bunny’s diaper straight away; I watched the whole procedure. After she finished, I told her, “I think that you will be very good at taking care of animals someday.” She blushed with pride and beamed.
Fluttershy sat her stuffed bunny on the potty with its diaper on. Next, she sat her bunny on the potty with its diaper off. “You know,” she told her bunny, “there’s no reason to be afraid to go to the potty.” She hugged it, telling it, “Don’t worry; I promise to take care of you to the best of my ability, and I’ll let you wear a diaper—for as long as you like—until you know that you’re ready to learn to go to the potty.” I was her witness; I listened to every single word that she said.