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// Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon 
// Story: Bathtime for Ponies Part 2 
// by Starry Eyed 
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You finish filling up the tub with water. The bubbles in the tub looked no different than normal, even though on the request of your employer you used ‘premium brand’ bubblebath. You were 99% sure that it was the same as the stuff you usually used, but about three times more expensive. You really couldn’t complain, your clients had paid for it after all, so you just shrugged it off.

You then head down stairs to collect the foals of the hour. Technically you were in Filthy Rich’s manor, but Silver Spoon had been brought over for an extended sleepover. With all the parents out of town on a business trip, you were going to be responsible for the two for a while now.

You know better, but you can’t help but dread looking out for them for the next week. This is Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon after all. “They’re just foals” you remind yourself, “I shouldn’t think badly of them.” Determined that you are going to give them the benefit of the doubt, you make your way to the end of the really long hallway and turn into the parlor where you find the two young fillies.

They are just playing with each other like any small foals would. You think it was supposed to be a game of tag, but they ended up just running and jumping around and giggling together. It made the game pointless, but adorable.

You get their attention, and almost immediately the giggling stops. They both compose themselves and walk over to see you without complaint. Being the divas they were, you were expecting more resistance. Then you remember that they were always well behaved when an adult was present, and you’re an adult.

You scoop them up in each arm and make your way to the bathroom. Upon arriving, the foals both realize what’s going on and begin to whine.  Even if they can’t talk yet, whining is inherent to all life, the original language, and these two were fluent in it. You ignored their whining and placed them in the tub. They stop whining and exchange a look. They both lower their heads and sigh in defeat; now that they were in the tub it was better to get it over with.

You decide to start with Diamond Tiara’s mane. Thankfully she doesn’t have her signature tiara yet; you can’t even imagine the fight that would ensue if you tried to take it from her. You begin scrubbing the premium brand shampoo into her mane, still convinced that it’s the same as regular brand. Diamond Tiara continues to squirm about, making the task much more difficult than it should be.

Once Diamond’s mane is white with suds, you move over to Silver Spoon, and begin scrubbing the shampoo into her mane. This process is much easier since Silver doesn’t object, and you manage to really scrub all the way down to the scalp, something Diamond was too fidgety for. You realize that you had never noticed just how silvery her hair was until now.

Diamond Tiara watches the whole process, surprised that her friend actually didn’t mind it. You could see out of the corner of your eye that Diamond Tiara was relaxing now, realizing that it wasn’t so bad after all. With Silver Spoon’s mane now matching Diamond Tiara, you now move on to the rinsing the suds out.

You cup your hands and pour the warm water over Diamond Tiara’s mane, careful not to let the soapy water get in her eyes. After about eight rinses her mane is clean, and it is time to rinse Silver Spoon’s mane. As you pour water over her mane, you notice that since her mane is almost white anyway, it’s hard to tell if there are any suds left or not. Her mane is clean after only eight rinses, but you aren’t sure and rinse it twelve times just to be extra careful.

With both their manes cleaned now, you ask them to lift their tails so that you can wash them. They both sigh in unison. They really want to get this over with, but you think it’s cute the way the know when to sigh in unison like that.

You start with Silver Spoon this time and begin scrubbing down her tail. You were wrong to assume that she would be as cooperative with this part. Silver Spoon doesn’t like you touching her tail, which makes the whole process take more than a half minute to complete.

It doesn’t even surprise you when Diamond Tiara is even more opposed to having her tail cleaned. As you squirt more shampoo into your hands and begin scrubbing Diamond Tiara’s tail, she immediately begins whining and fidgeting about. She even kicks you reflexively at one point. She really didn’t mean to, and looks up at you with a “sorry” look, but the shine in her eyes alerts you that she got some satisfaction out of it nonetheless. You tell her it’s alright, and continue to scrub. It didn’t even hurt, much. After all, foals or not, these two are earth ponies, those kicks can do some damage. You’re really grateful that your first full-on kick came from one of these high society ponies and not from Lil Mac, that would have hurt for a week.

Not wanting to find out how much they hate having their tails rinsed, you let them rinse their own, which they do gladly. You then decide to give them some toys and let them actually enjoy a part of the bath. Deciding to be equally fair and not give them a reason to fight over the best toy, you only give them your two toy boats, which are practically identical.

The girls look at them and each take one, ready to play. They race the boats around and, just like their earlier game of tag, basically just make the boats move around all the while giggling and enjoying themselves.

Watching this, you have a eureka moment. Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon are each other’s one and only real friend. They have always done everything together, and are always side by side. It may be one of the closest friendships in Ponyville. You decide not to get too philosophical, and let them know bathtime is over.

Silver Spoon is closest, so she unplugs the tub for you. You thank her even as you lift Diamond Tiara onto the mat and begin drying her. You rush through the process as fast as possible while still being through so that you can get Silver Spoon out and start working on her too. Like her friend, Silver Spoon only takes a few moments to dry, and the two are eager to leave.

Diamond Tiara turns around in the doorway and comes back to get her boat, but it’s too high on the counter for her. You have given boats away before, and will again, so you get it for her. She gives you an unsatisfied look. You roll your eyes and give her the other boat as well.

As soon as she has both, Diamond Tiara rushes back to the door where Silver Spoon is waiting, and gives her the boat she had played with. Silver Spoon gasps with surprise, and happily takes the toy. Both of them burst into friendly laughter and resume their running about, this time with boats.

“DAWW! That’s adorable” you say to yourself. There’s hope for them yet. Maybe your stay won’t be so bad after all.