Twilight went back to sleep, and woke up again three hours later by her own accord. Thankfully, without any intrusions from her mother to wake her up.
Realizing she was alone in the room, she wanted to take the opportunity to relive herself. Twilight moved on the tips of her hooves, in an attempt to walk silently. It of course was made harder by the diaper that, while clean, would still crinkle with each step she took.
But her attempt to silent walk was fleeting because when she opened the door, Twilight found Velvet waiting in front of the bathroom's door of the floor.
"Darn," whispered Twilight to herself, as her mother turned around and looked at her with a tired and disturbed face.
Twilight noticed an unusual lack of enthusiasm of Velvet’s eyes. Usually she couldn’t wait to see her baby girl in a diaper like she desired.
Twilight's face passed immediately from showing an irritated frown to a proud smile.
"The nightmare took its toll on my mother," she thought "It may have been a bit too brutal for Luna. But hey, Celestia basically gave a blessing to my mother to treat me like a little filly, so we are now even I guess."
Velvet asked tiredly,
"Good morning, Twily. Did you sleep well?"
Twilight nodded, as she walked towards Velvet.
"Yes, slept very well," faking an innocent question, she asked "and you, mother?"
Velvet stared at Twilight with empty eyes.
"Not very well," she said "I've dreamt you, being a big pony princess, reducing me to ashes, and some pony mocking me for that."
"And I am delightful of that," thought Twilight.
Meanwhile, from the bathroom, a shout came.
"I'm done, mommy!"
Velvet turned around once again. Lowering the door knob she opened the door, revealing Pinkie sitting on the toilet seat.
Velvet, as her usual, clapped her hooves.
"Good girl!" she said in a voice that tried to be as cheerful as possible, as she slowly levitated her off the toilet seat on the floor. Pinkie Pie for some reason giggled at that. Raising her dirty plot in the air, she allowed Velvet to clean it up with some toilet paper.
Done, Velvet flushed the toilet and then ordered to Pinkie to wash her hooves; Pinkie did just that. Once her hooves smelled of paraffin instead of sweat, she left the bathroom, and happily skipped downstairs towards the dining room.
"Come here, Twily," she said, her voice slightly less tired "let me show you how you can use the potty!"
After a moment of cringing, Twilight sighed and walked up to Velvet. As soon as her daughter was in range, she untapped the diaper off her. Twilight jumped on the toilet. Velvet's daughter relieved herself in front of her mother, knowing well that it was useless to ask her to leave her alone in the bathroom for few minutes.
When the last of her business was done, Velvet clapped her hooves like she did with Pinkie Pie. Of course, she had to add insult to injury with a patronizing comment,
"Well done, Twi! Now get down and let me clean you up!" She said, as she took the toilet paper roll once again. Twilight just raised her backside, and let Velvet clean her up until her backside was properly prestine once again.
The cleaning done, Velvet taped the diaper back on her daughter,
"Twily, wash your hoofies, please."
Twilight obeyed, opened the tap, and took the bar of soap. She started to rub it on her hooves while the water ran over them. When she was finally done, Velvet cheered "Alrighty, let's go downstairs for breakfast."
Sighing in relief, the ‘youngest daughter’ thought to herself, "Hopefully she forgot to tamper with my food today."
Velvet with her daughter at her side, went downstairs, and walked in the dining room.
There, Sedula Serva was moving the over-sized high-chair from the kitchen to the dining room near the table. The table was set up with a red tablecloth, seven light blue plates containing around twelve bran muffins, sixteen chocolate biscuits, four brioches, a jug of milk, ten plain biscuits... and a baby bottle.
"Oh," said Twilight to herself, while she climbed into the highchair. Velvet silently buckled her up "Making me eat foal food and forcing me to drink from a baby bottle was not just a punishment for yesterday? Why am I not surprised?"
Twilight exited from her thoughts and looked at what was going on in front of her. Namely, Pinkie picked her food from the plates. Sedula Serva was serving coffee and milk in Velvet's cup, while Velvet meanwhile, set the biscuits on the tray of the highchair.
Twilight broke a small piece of one of the biscuits and carefully put that tiny piece in her mouth, as to test for laxatives. While the biscuit was too sweet and thus pretty awful, it didn’t contain tastes of almonds or willow, meaning it was safe to eat. She just had to get over the awful taste of it. She was ready to do it too, considering how hungry she was.
So, Twilight took the biscuit that she had broken and started to scarf it down, leaving behind only a handful of crumbs behind. Then she passed to the rest, eating them in the same unwillingly but desperately hungry way she had eat the first biscuit.
Once she was done with eating her biscuits, Twilight paid attention to the table, only to see Pinkie enjoying the better foodstuff. Twilight frowned annoyed, and, after sighing, she said.
“Ugh, I would like to imagine all of her food was comprised of nothing other than laxatives and diuretics, but I would delude myself. The truth is that she is enjoying some decent food.”
As soon as those thoughts appeared in her mind, Velvet walked up to the highchair..
“And now, after those biscuits, have a nice bottle!” she said as she undid the straps of the highchair, before levitating Twilight from the seat onto the ground. Then, once her daughter was on the ground, she put Twilight on her lap. Like the predator she was, Velvet took the baby bottle and shoved it in Twilight’s mouth; forcing her to wrap her hooves around her mother and suckle.
As she took the first sip however, Twilight felt a faint taste of almonds in the milk….
“Oh no, no, no, no, so much no!” Mumbled Twilight, while she tried to pull the bottle out her mouth to stop the flow of laxatives in her stomach. Failing to do so, she did not want to receive the full effects of the laxatives. She took few sips to store the liquid in her mouth, trying to spit the content on the floor. It was all in vain as most of the spiked milk managed to go down her throat anyway. After some seconds of useless damage control, she unwrapped her hooves from Velvet’ s neck around in the attempt to loosen the older mare’s grip.
“What’s the problem, Twily?” Velvet asked to the struggling Twilight “You don’t want your milk?”
With some effort, Twilight managed to spit out the baby bottle’s teat, turned her head on the left and she said.
“No thanks, mother,” she said with an acid tone “The taste of almonds makes me prone to mess myself as does the taste of willow.”
Velvet looked at Twilight with widened eyes, ears straight up, and with her lower lip bitten; so as to express her unpleased response.
“What’s the deal?” Twilight smirked “Uncovered your little plan that you never bothered to cover up?”
Velvet went out of her stupor.
“But Twily, you gotta drink your milk, even if it isn’t very yummy...” Velvets said grabbing a napkin and whipping Twilight’s chin, “Otherwise, you would not be able to potty.”
Twilight’s jaw dropped and hit the floor, cracking it.
“So… the whole reason for why my mother has been stuffing my food with laxatives is because… she thinks I am constipated?” Twilight thought, “Holy Tartarus, this makes no sense at all!”
“Why you would do that?” Said Twilight with a confused anger. As her jaw went back in position with Pinkie’s help, she shuffled her front hooves in her mane like a maniac, “Why do you keep lying to me? You just want me to use my diapers, I get it! Why make up excuses?”
Velvet answered,
“You might not understand, but it’s for your good…”
Twilight snorted,
“Of course I don’t understand! You are a puzzle wrapped in an enigma covered in foal powder and sent at the four corners of Equestria! Better yet, the enigma wrapping is solved, but the puzzle changes whenever you look at it!”
Velvet walked up to Twilight with a creepy smile on her face.
“What are you talking about, Twily?”
Velvet’s daughter remembered that her mother wasn’t very sharp, or very interested into listening to her words, so her whole “enigma” comparison was just a waste of words and time.
Twilight’s mother went nearer, speaking with a smile, while wrapping her daughter’s neck with her right hoof.
“I guess it was just one of your outbursts, right?”
Twilight groaned,
“No, it wasn’t, but since you are not truly listening, I might as well say yes.”
Velvet did not shy away from proving point, by gently removing her hoof, taking Pinkie’s right hoof, and walking in the hallway, saying.
“Good, Twily, my baby. Shall you join Pinkie in the cameretta for the morning?”
Twilight sighed and followed her mother down the hallway, without thinking too much about she was doing. But then realization hit…
“Hold on… it’s Friday, why I am still at home? I should be at the Kindergarten!” Twilight paused a moment to think about what happened, as Velvet opened the door, and let a hyperactive Pinkie in the room. Of course Pinkie started to ravage the baskets and toy boxes with glee.
“Mother…” Twilight asked. Velvet turned around.
“Yes, baby?”
“Wasn’t I supposed to be in Kindergarten today?”
Twilight’s mother looekd at her offspring with an hint of confusion, before returning to her cheery grin.
“No, Twily my dear,” said Velvet, while caressing Twilight’s mane in a way that felt too ‘uncomfortable’, “You’re too little to go to Kindy.”
Twilight backed down, and looked at Velvet with outrage, surprise and confusion; all mixed into a cocktail that created an intense emotion in Velvet’s daughter. She could not believe what she was hearing. Her mind denied it with all its might, but to no avail: she DID heard her mother saying that she was too young for Kindergarten.
“Now we have reached the lowest point,” murmured Twilight, as she looked at Velvet and mumbled “My mother won’t even let me serve my punishment, prioritizing her insane pleasure over my sacred duty as punished!”
When confident enough to speak, Twilight closed her eyes. “Have you lost your tiny mind? I am supposed to go to the Kindergarten, it’s the reason for why I’m back home here in the first place. NOT because I wanted to get involved in your delusions!”
Velvet faked an innocent tone of voice and put on her signature creepy smile once again “Oh, silly Twilight, who said that to you? Pinkie or Shining, I bet.”
Twilight snarled and glared at Velvet, while scratching the floor with her rear left hoof.
“No! Princess Celestia, The Raiser of the Sun, Duchess of Turrin; Idol of Canterlot, Manehattan, Bassavilla, and above all else Princess of Equestria. Lastly but not least, my teacher, has issued me to attend to Kindergarten for a term. It’s my punishment. If I don’t follow her punishment, I will be in even bigger trouble than before.”
Velvet chuckled.
“Do you still believe that? Princess Celestia doesn’t personally punish the foals that don’t go to school. Or in this case, Kindergarten; the entire story it’s false. You should trust your sister a little less.”
Velvet’s statement left Twilight unable to speak, completely frozen at the sheer harshness of her mother’s statement. It was brutally blunt.
“D-did she just disregard Celestia’s will? Did she just do that?” Rage and sadness hit the mare’s soul “I-I cannot believe this. What shall I do, now that she won’t let me go to the Kindergarten? What Princess Celestia will think, if she knows I didn’t attend to the Kindergarten anymore?”
An horrible imagine spot of Celestia, gone mad, regressing Twilight to the status a three years-old for skipping a day. Treating her like a little filly, while forcing her to unlearn everything, appeared in Twilight’s mind.
It was an image that she rationality somehow could not dispel, Cadence couldn’t be wrong after all… it was a likely scenario. Something that threatened to happen at any time and without warning. At this point, her mind head entered a slope where she thought Princess Celestia was regressing her, terrifying her, and in turn making her life even more horrible and bleak.
Only Pinkie Pie’s help could Twilight back from her dark thoughts.
“Hey, Twi, wake up!” Pinkie said shaking her ‘sister’s’ shoulder. “What’s the matter?”
Twilight closed her eyes and gulped like she was drinking hard cider. With a heavy dead-ness in her voice Twilight placed her hooves over her eyes, “V-Velvet, s-she’s… she’s…”
“What is it Twily?” Pinkie asked with a hint of concern in her voice.
Unable to hold back the sheer panic and inconclusive thoughts in her mind, Twilight started to tear up, “Velvet… she’s going to end my life! Or take it away from me for that matter.”
Pinkie raised her brow, “How’s that?”
Twilight shook her head, “It’s like… just imagine…oh!”
“Come on Twily, I promise I’m listening!”
Calming herself, Twilight collapsed on the ground,
“Velvet, she’s always been controlling, but with discretion from the Celestia’s order. S-she’s breaking the law now, she’s making me break the law! I don’t wanna break the law, I’m going to-”
“Twilight!” Velvet called from the outside.
Panicking, Twilight said as fast as she could, “She’s going to kill me… well, not me but my current life. I-I don’t want her to tear everything apart! I’ve worked so hard to become an independent mare! I don’t want to be bottle fed by her, or be forced to mess myself, and, especially, I don’t want to lose my mind like my mother clearly has!”
“Well how do I help?” Pinkie asked.
“I-I just need you to… to…” Twilight couldn’t think of the words in her haste, “I just need you to-”
“Twily!” Velvet sang entering the nursery.
“Damnit!” Twilight exclaimed slamming her hoof on the ground.
Velvet raised an eyebrow, “Twily, you have to stop using naughty words, I need to clean your mouth out with soap one of these days… maybe get you a new pacifier while I’m at it…”
Twilight felt more regret than fear at those words, above everything else. Regrets and ‘what ifs’ that could have made for better situations filled her mind
“I should have lived in the streets, at least I would have avoided all of this…” or “What if I had made friends in Canterlot while I was still in secondary school, maybe I could have stayed with them?”
Twilight closed her eyes and planted her face in her hoofs as she just gave up. There wasn’t really a solution to all of this, other than perhaps riding out Velvets insanity for just a little longer. Perhaps Celestia will be forgiving… hopefully.
“So…” Velvet crouching in front of her lying daughter, “Is little Twily’s tummy all upset?”
Twilight flared her teeth, ignoring her mother. Maybe if she acted dead, her mother would just walk away? Not likely.
Standing up, Twilight sighed, “No mother, I’m just upset period.”
“Aaww, well don’t fret, I have all sorts of things planned for you today my silly filly!” Velvet cooed, pinching her daughter’s cheek.
Twilight looked down at her mother and sighed, “Funny how I used to always look up at you, when I was a filly. Sure, whatever. I’ll do whatever you want… I just don’t care anymore.”
“So, tell me, what is your plan for me exactly?” Asked Twilight with a resigned sigh.
Velvet grinned, as she put a hoof around her daughter’s neck “First, I’ve moved my appointments to the afternoon, so I am free to stay with you!”
Twilight rolled her eyes,
“So, first, we will play here in the cameretta. Then we will go out in the park for some fresh air. After that, we will go back home, have some nummies, you will take a nap, and then Cadence will come here.”
Twilight grinned, the ‘to-do’ list could have been much worse, the park is one of the lesser populated places at that time after all, not to mention she had Cadance as some sort of silver lining to her day. Twilight nodded, “Alright, uh lets go?” she said. Really, the faster she was away from the cameretta the better.
“Not yet, Twily...” Velvet said pacing towards the toy chest, “It’s too early. We can play for a little while, however.”
Pinkie cheered, flailing her hooves around. “Yeah!”
Twilight rolled her eyes and walked towards the padded play area, “Alright… whadda you wanna play ‘mommy?’ she said, patronizing her insane mother’s mental state.
Velvet held up a fake stethoscope bear and smiled.
“How about we play a Doctor? Maybe Doctor Sparkle can help a certain little baby with her achy tummy?”
Twilight walked to her mother and sat on her padded rump grabbing unto her stomach. It was starting to ache her a tiny bit. Smirking she closed her eyes, “Joyious.” she finished with a sigh.
A knock came from outside.
Velvet turned around and saw Sedula Serva walking into the cameretta.
“Madame Velvet, your husband is back.”
Twilight’s jaw dropped and mood raised as her spirit filled with hope, her face generated a bitter smirk of revenge. This was going to be interesting… no, this was going to be perfect!
Velvet remained happy, blissfully unaware of the risk she was galloping towards, exited from the room and walked up to the garden.
“Come in Honey, Twily is right in the cameretta, and she really wants to see her daddy!”
Night Light raised a curious brow, “Daddy? Cameretta? What?” he muttered under his breath "Something is boling in the pot..."
"Oh, that's good to hear," said night Light while wearing an awkard smile "and I am happy that I am back home after that long meeting. Seriously, I thought they weren't goign to cut it."
As he said that, Night Light walked in the house and dropped his traveling bag, which was picked up immediately by Sedula. His stomach rumbled.
"Did you had breakfast, Nighty?" Asked Velvet with a mellow voice.
"No, I didn't," he said "but let me see my beloved daughter first."
Velvet took her husband's black tie in her magic and tried to drag him towards the dining room.
"No no, take some food first."
Velvet's husband, realizing that, yes, his sposue was hiding something, said, as he untied his tie and walked down the hallway that brought to the cameretta.
"No thanks."
"But..."
"No 'buts' I want to see my dear Twilight," as she said that, he reached the camerettaì's door. Seeing it was unlocked, unlike the previous times, he opened it, and saw a diapered pink pony with a poofy pink mane wearing a paper nurse cap and using a toy syringe on her daughter, who was wearing a blue diaper with white stars on it, and was keeping a plastic thermometer in her mouth.
Night Light turned around and saw Velvet.
He glared.