Feathered Foal Fiasco

by Blossom Bow


Sweet Apple Braker

Twilight Sparkle galloped through Ponyville. She ran as fast as her hooves could carry her, still chasing after the flying rainbow streak that was her friend.

“Rainbow Dash! Please stop!” She called, but to no avail. Letting out a panted sigh, the purple unicorn groaned in annoyance as she continued to race after Rainbow Dash. “How am I going to manage catching her?” She thought aloud.

“Catch who?” An upbeat voice suddenly came from beside her. Still running, Twilight looked beside her. To her surprise, an energetic pink pony was bouncing alongside her. It was as if she just appeared out of nowhere.

“P-Pinkie Pie? When did you get here?” Twilight panted, still running. The pink pony let out an effortless giggle, despite the fact that she was still bouncing at top speed alongside Twilight.

“Hey Twilight!” She giggled. “I was just at Sugarcube Corner. I saw you run by, so I thought I’d run over and say hi! Anyways, why are we running so fast? You know Twilight, exercise is good, but you really gotta learn to pace yourself if you wanna run.” The pink pony continued to talk and bounce without even breaking a sweat. Twilight on the other hand was on the brink of collapsing. She had been galloping after the pesky blue pegasus foal for almost an hour now.

“I-I’m not exercising…” Twilight huffed. “I-I’m trying to chase after Rainbow Dash!” Pinkie just tilted her head. Twilight groaned. “It’s a long story…” Suddenly the blue pegasus foal made a dive behind a house. The unicorn and the pink ball of energy galloped behind the house, however Twilight suddenly stopped as she realized that Rainbow Dash was nowhere in sight. “W-Where did she go?” the unicorn asked, frantically looking around as she panted for air. She could’ve sworn that Rainbow Dash had just ducked behind this house.

“Ooooh! Look at the rainbow!” Pinkie Pie gawked, watching as a rainbow streak was soaring away through the sky. “Kinda reminds me of Rainbow Dash!” Twilight took off running, following the famous tail trail that her speedy pegasus friend was known for. “Wait a minute, that IS Rainbow Dash!” Pinkie squeaked, before she bounced after Twilight and the pegasus foal.

Rainbow Dash continued to fly at top speed. She felt amazing! Nothing was better than speeding through the sky and feeling the rush of wind through her mane and coat. She watched as the scenery below continued to whizz by, swooping downwards a bit to get a better view. She was flying over a dusty dirt trail, occasionally passing by white fences that enclosed animal pens. Looking behind her, Rainbow Dash saw that Twilight had fallen quite a bit behind. The foal got a smirk at this, facing her head forward again just in time to fly straight into the trunk of a tree. The foal collided with the trunk with a dense thud before falling stomach first into a mud puddle on the ground. The tree she had crashed into shook a bit from the impact, and then a single apple fell from its branches, hitting the blue foal on the head as it landed. Rainbow Dash winced at this before she shakily sat up. Her lip quivered a bit as tears began to well up in her magenta eyes.



“Mayday mayday!” Pinkie Pie squeaked into a walkie talkie. She held a pair of binoculars in her other hoof, having used them to get a better look at Rainbow Dash when she saw the pegasus’s collision with the apple tree. “Blue Falcon down!” She screeched. “I repeat! Blue Falcon down!”

Meanwhile back at Sugarcube Corner, a lone walkie talkie sat on the countertop, along with none other than Gummy: Pinkie’s toothless alligator friend who she had recently entrusted with her second walkie talkie. The purple eyed alligator blinked idly as Pinkie’s high pitched voice came from the walkie talkie.

“This is Pink Spy to Scale Leader. What are your orders?” The alligator simply did nothing in response, blinking his purple eyes occasionally.

Pinkie Pie waited a moment before speaking through the walkie talkie once more, responding to the alligator’s silence.

“Copy that,” came the pink pony’s voice through Gummy’s walkie talkie. “Pink Spy signing out. Over.”

Pinkie lowered the walkie talkie from her ear, narrowing her eyes as she spoke to herself. “Time to initiate Stealth Mode.”

“All vright! Vwe gwot everwyfin’ vwe need?” Apple Bloom asked, her voice muffled by the snorkel that she had in her mouth.

“Huh?” Scootaloo said, raising a brow. Apple Bloom spat out the snorkel, leaving it to hang at the side of her head since it was attached to the goggles that she wore.

“Ah said ‘we got everythin’ we need?’”

“Yep! Sure do!” Sweetie Belle replied, smiling as she pulled a saddlebag full of straw and twigs onto her back.

“Alright then Crusaders!” Scootaloo said, stumbling over the flippers she wore on her hooves. “To the lake!”

“Yeah! Cutie Mark Crusader Underwater Basket Weaving!” All three fillies declared as they all did a high hoof. And with that they set out down the dusty trail of Sweet Apple Acres, heading for the lake.

“Oh, howdy Crusaders!” Applejack called, seeing the three fillies. “Whatchy’all up to today?”

“Howdy there big sis!” Apple Bloom greeted.

“We’re going to get our cutie marks in underwater basket weaving!” Sweetie Belle said, grinning as she wiggled her back to show off the saddlebags that she was carrying. Applejack raised an eyebrow at this, smiling still nevertheless as she chuckled.

“Well alrighty then,” she said. “Just stay safe now, ya hear?”

“Don’ worry sis,” Apple Bloom reassured. “We’re well prepared!” As she said this the yellow filly jutted out her neck to show off the snorkel and goggles she was wearing. Applejack chuckled.

“Alrighty then, you three stay outta trouble.”

“We will!” Apple Bloom called back as she and her two friends started down the trail again. Applejack just chuckled to herself before she began to push a wooden tub towards the orchard, going to start the harvest for the day. However she suddenly stopped when she heard a strange sound. After listening to the noise for a moment, Applejack realized what it was. However instead of providing clarity, this realization only confused the country mare more. The sound was no doubt the wailing of a young filly, or rather a foal. Applejack assumed it was a foal, as the wailing was still quite high pitched and nasally, sounding pretty young even for a filly. It reminded her of when she herself was a filly. How she was often woken up in the middle of the night by the sound of her newborn sister wailing. How she would often times help Granny Smith by trying to soothe the foal back to sleep. Still semi driven by her big sister instincts, Applejack set out to find the source of the wailing. It didn’t take long for her to trace the noise back to its culprit. The apple bucking pony got a small look of shock when she saw the winged blue foal on the ground, sitting in a mud puddle and crying. Her rainbow mane and tail were mostly covered in mud, almost hiding their color. Without hesitation, Applejack approached the foal and gently scooped her up. The feeling of holding a wailing foal was a familiar one for the country pony, and for a split second she thought of Apple Bloom as she hugged the crying pegasus gently.

“Well hey there Sugar Cube,” she cooed, gently bouncing the winged foal a bit to help calm her down. Rainbow Dash’s cries slowly started to die down as she was soothed by her blonde maned friend. She looked up at Applejack with teary eyes, sniffling a bit still as the country mare gave a warm smile back at her. Applejack couldn’t help but feel a little proud of herself. It seemed that despite her little sister being not so little anymore, the country mare was still pretty good handling foals. “Aw, it’s okay now Pumpkin,” Applejack said. “How about we getcha all cleaned up. Then ah can ask Big Macintosh if he’d help me look for your parents.” With that the orange mare attempted to wipe some of the mud out from the blue foal’s mane, exposing its rainbow color. Applejack’s eyes went wide with surprise when she saw this, and she carefully wiped the mud from the foal’s tail, once again exposing the all too familiar rainbow color. “…Am ah goin’ crazy?” Applejack muttered to herself. “Ah swear this foal looks jus’ like-”

“Rainbow Dash!” Twilight’s voice called out. Hearing this, Applejack turned to face her unicorn friend as she approached.

“Oh, well howdy Twilight,” she began. “Actually ya came at a good time. Ah jus’ found this foal in the orchard all by her lonesome. Ah was jus’ about to wash the mud off of her when ah noticed that she looks jus’ like Rainbow Dash.”

“That’s because she is Rainbow Dash,” Twilight replied, still catching her breath from all the running. Applejack just blinked, a dumbfounded look on her face.

“Pardon?” She asked before she looked down at the foal in her hooves. Twilight gave a small sigh as she looked away from her friend.

“It’s all my fault. Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy had agreed to help me with a research report on age spells for Princess Celestia. I thought that I wasn’t powerful enough to fully perform such a spell, but somehow I did. I ended up turning them both into foals with no way to turn them back…” The unicorn’s ears drooped a bit as she said this last sentence, and she lowered her head. After taking a moment to process all of this, Applejack put a hoof on her unicorn friend’s shoulder.

“Tell ya what Twilight,” she said. “How about ah come with ya to the library. You look like you could use somepony’s help.”

“Oh Applejack, I just couldn’t ask that of you,” Twilight said.

“It’s alright Twilight,” Applejack replied. “Besides, ah know how to handle little foals like the back of mah hoof.” Twilight thought for a moment. She would hate to make Applejack have to babysit, however at the same time she knew that Spike wasn’t exactly the best with foals. And on top of that, the unicorn knew that she would have more trouble finding a counter spell if she had two foals on her hooves at the same time. With a small sigh, the purple unicorn gave a nod to her friend.

“A-Alright,” she said. “Thank you Applejack.” Applejack smiled at her unicorn friend, giving a nod.

“No problem Twilight. I’m always happy to help out mah friends.” With that, the two set off down the dirt trail of Sweet Apple Acres, heading back to the Ponyville library.



“Pink Spy to Scale Leader,” Pinkie spoke through her walkie talkie. The energetic pony hid behind a tree, peeking her head out just enough so that she could watch as Twilight and Applejack were walking down the dirt trail. “Blue Falcon has been captured. Stealth mission is a success.” Suddenly the pink pony lowered her walkie talkie as she felt something. Looking up at her ears, she noticed them twitching a bit. Just as the pony took notice of this, her left eyelid fluttered a bit. And then lastly her back, left hoof went wobbly. After taking a mental note of these three events, Pinkie suddenly went wide eyed. And then in a flash she took off running. After all, her Pinkie sense had just given her an urgent message.