You are on the phone with Twilight. She has no phone, put can magically hear and speak to you, and your phone receives it, despite being in different times and dimensions, all thanks to your phone. Isn’t your boss’s magic great? Twilight continues, “Now remember, that bubblebath formula I magically made for you is extremely potent, one drop should be more than enough for one bath. Don’t even think about using it as shampoo or something. Remember: one drop in the tub before the bath starts, that’s all!”
“Don’t worry Twilight, I’ll remember” you assure her. You speak casually for a few more minutes, but you both have work to get back to, and so the call ends. You hold in your left hand the magic bubblebath from Twilight, while with the other hand you turn on the bath water. You now apply a single drop, which has an ethereal flowing sapphire appearance. It instantly dissolves into the bathwater, causing it to become like a deep cerulean nebula, tiny bubbles appearing like stars in the night sky. You look back to the bottle, which almost appears to be made of the same material but solid, in awe. “Got to hand it to Twilight, this stuff is powerful.”
Over a minute later, the bath is ready, and the tiny bubbles have become full sized sudsy bubbles filling the tub. Now you need to go find Ditzy Doo. It’s still hard for you to not consider her and Derpy to be the same pony, but that’s dimension travel for you, what are you going to do?
You walk to the living room to find Ditzy standing on a chair, forcing both of her eyes to stare at the couch propped against the opposing wall with all her focus. She flaps her wings in practice a few times, and you realize she wants to fly. You say nothing, not wanting to disturb her. Finally, she pounces into the air! She flaps her little wings furiously at first, but then steadies them, trying to glide. Overall, her attempted flight goes rather well, but she misses the couch completely.
You rush in to make sure she’s ok. She is, but her spirit is hurt a little. Being cross-eyed made learning to walk hard for her, but try flying that way, it was just so hard. She gently bites her lower lip, which is so sad it makes you do the same. “Don’t worry Ditzy, we’ll have muffins after your bath. Ok?”
She nods, not really interested in the muffins or the bath. You didn’t realize it was so serious that it overshadowed both her hatred of bathing and (more impossibly) love of muffins. You pick her up and carry her to the tub. You don’t even close the door, you know how much she hates baths and how bad she feels, so you want to hurry and get to those muffins.
You get out the shampoo and pour some into your hand, and begin lathering it into her mane. You feel so bad seeing her sad. You suddenly remember that Derpy was always ticklish behind the ears. Your hopes that ticklish spots held constant across split realities proved to be correct, and you intentionally wash those spots more than they needed. This provokes rolling, heartwarming giggles from the young filly, and makes your whole world seem brighter and warmer. Oh yeah, and her mane is fully soapy now.
Seeing that her mane is sudsy now, you scoop up some of the bath water, which you have to move bubbles aside to get to. Maybe Twilight overdid it with the bubblebath formula. Ditzy seems to like the bubbles though, so you don’t mind. You pour the warm water over her little mane, and after repeating this for a total of seven times, her beautiful blond mane is clean.
She seems happy about this, and you are immensely glad that the overall mood has improved. You decide to move on to the tail. You sweetly ask Ditzy to raise her tail for you, which she does. You pick the shampoo up again and get yourself another handful. As you turn back to wash her tail, you notice that she sat down already, so you ask her to raise it again. You begin lathering the tail, when you remember that you had this problem with Derpy as well, what are the chances of that? Probably really high actually, you realize, and decide to quickly (but gently) finish the tail before she sits down again.
Lastly, it’s time to wash her wings. You switch out the regular shampoo for the wing shampoo, and begin working it into Ditzy’s little grey wings. You are a little surprised that her wings are as strong as they are. Sure they may not be as strong as Rainbow’s or the Wonderbolts, but they were stronger than a normal filly’s. You realized that she had been trying really hard to fly. After about a minute per wing, her little wings are ready to rinse. After about seven rinses to each wing, she is finally clean.
You now reach to get her some toys to play with, and notice that there is no towel to dry her with. You must have forgotten about it in your hurry. You hand Ditzy the toys and leave to go get one, noticing that she is playing happily with the toys.
Ditzy looks over to notice a lone bubble on the cap of a pretty blue bottle next to your travel kit. It was so pretty, and it made bubbles! Good thing the bottle was full, cause if one drop could make all these bubbles, then the whole bottle…
You make your way back towards the bathroom with a towel, when you hear a “pop” sound, it’s not very loud, but you are surprised the sound carried that far. You then hear a sound like boiling, but gentler. You run to the bathroom door, and stare in disbelief. Bubbles are everywhere, a wave of them cascades over you and would have flattened you if they weren’t just bubbles. Note to self: tell Twilight that the bubblebath formula works great, but may be too potent.
Suddenly a grey pegasus filly in a bubble floats by, and out of courtesy, waves to you. You wonder if it’s even physically possible for a bubble to do that, but your foalsitter instincts tell you the foal is floating away and that you need to act!
Ditzy is having fun, but realizes that she has no steering in this thing. She almost panics when she realizes that, but then notices something: the bubbles are all flying perfectly. They don’t have to look where they are going, they just feel the air currents, and sail gracefully. Pegasus instinct kicks in, and Ditzy has a true eureka moment.
Ditzy’s bubble pops, but she does not fall. She closes her eyes, and feeling the gentle current of the bubbles, sails it. Your jaw metaphorically hits the ground, and you stare in awe. She’s doing it! She’s really flying! She circles back around, and slowly opening her eyes, wobbles through the air to you.
She looks up at you, her expression screaming what her voice cannot, “DID YOU SEE!” You smile, “Yeah I saw, my favorite part was the cutie mark.” She looks confused, she doesn’t have a… SHE DOES! She bursts out into heartfelt giggles, hiccups out a bubble, and bursts into more heartfelt giggles.
You both laugh as millions of bubbles rain down twinkling like stars all around you.