//------------------------------// // 1: Somepony To Watch Over Me? // Story: Babypoofed // by Serruh //------------------------------// The story starts with Apple Bloom in her room, Leaning on one of the siderails in the recently reconstructed bed-turned-crib set up by a paranoid-as-could-possibly-be sister. Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo are listening to Apple Bloom tell the entire story of how Applejack promised her that she could stay home alone while her and Big Macintosh delivered pies, only to come home and turn into an overprotective mother, babyproofing her and the house. "So you see Ah' jus' can't stand my sister's constant babyin' any longer! I gotta put a stop to this and show her how much of an adult I really am!" Apple Bloom plead to her friends, throwing her forehooves into the air and then back down. Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle were frowning, but that's because they understood Apple Bloom's frustration. Apple Bloom sighed, "And that's why I asked ya'll to come over quick." Just then, Applejack cracked open the door half way and said: "Hey, how's my baby sister and her friends doin'? Ya need anything? A snack? A hoof massage? A nap-time story? Ya look tired. How about a snack while I give you a hoof massage and read you a bedtime story?" Sweetie Belle squeakily butted in, jumping in girlish delight: "That sounds delightful!" Apple Bloom jumped out of the crib and quickly covered Sweetie's mouth with her right forehoof. She clenched her teeth together and interjected: "No, No thank you!" She could see that her sister looked rather shocked and a bit upset at Apple Bloom's sudden disapproval of the activities that were planned for her. She felt a lump in her throat and instinctively gulped. Applejack's concern turned right back into a motherly and friendly smile, and she responded: "Well I'll be, somepony sounds a little cranky. Maybe we should jus' skip right to nap time, huh sugarcube?" "For the last time! Ah'm not a baby, and I definitely don't need to take no nap!" Apple Bloom yelled. The day's events and emotional stress had already taken a toll on her body and her patience. "Well I disagree, yer always gonna be my little baby sis. Now since I'm your older sister you're gonna be a good filly an' take your nap. Sleepin' in this room is also one of the safest things for you to do right now." Applejack retorted. Apple Bloom's face and composure were broken. How could her older sister be so overprotective? Is she compensatin' fer somethin'? Applejack turned to her baby sister's friends. "Hows about you Sweetie Belle, and you too Scootaloo, you've been a bit quiet. Ya'll tired too?" "C'mon Sweetie Belle, we gotta get outta here and tell someone that Applejack's got Apple Bloom over the barrel." Scootaloo carefully whispered. Not quietly enough however, and Applejack's expression quickly turned into a stern one. "Whatta ya mean over the barrel Scootaloo? Do ya think that protectin' my kin, my defenseless and helpless little baby sister, Apple Bloom, is wrong? I think ya'll do seriously need some naps yerselves." "Actua—" Sweetie Belle started, only to have Applejack hush her. She stood back in fear, silently. Applejack sighed, then directed her attention to Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo. "Don'tcha worry about your parents, I notified each of them when ya's got over here and they agreed that I could do anything necessary if you two act up, especially if it keeps ya outta harms way." Sweetie Bell lifted her head up a bit towards Applejack and quietly said: "Um, Applejack? C-could I please be excused to leave? I wanna go home now." Applejack kept the stern look she had on her face and replied: "No, I'm sorry Sweetie, but I gave ya'll a chance to make some big filly decisions and you accused me of doin' something I'm not, so you're taking a nap and then stayin' here 'til your parents or sister come to pick ya's up." Applejack looked over toward the window and quickly went out of the room and across the hall. She arrived back a few seconds later with some wooden boards and some nails. She then proceeded to board up the window. "An' this should keep ya'll safe in case if some wild gust'a wind were to blow through here and knock ya off balance and make ya's tumble on out the window." she said, as she finished hammering in the last nail. Sweetie Belle gave a look of uncertain fearfulness towards her friends and whispered very quietly: "You two are right, she has gone off the deep end." "Whut was that Sweetie Belle?" Applejack asked, turning around. "N-Nothing." "Good, lets get you fillies ready for bed. Stay here just a moment." Applejack then left the room. "W-Where's she going?" Scootaloo stammered. Apple Bloom looked over towards her friend and replied: "I don't know, but I don't wanna wait here an' find out. Let's git outta here before she comes back." The three little fillies scurried out of the room and into the hallway and turned towards the stairs, only to run into something that didn't budge an inch. "Is that a..." Sweetie Belle started to say. "A baby gate?!" Apple Bloom yelled, stomping her forehooves on the ground in front of her. Suddenly a figure appeared coming out of the doorway of the room across from Apple Bloom's room. "Whhm, wh cnt hve yll trppn dn flln dn th strs cn w?" A feminine voice said, muffled. The fillies looked over towards the doorway, and saw Applejack with a rope in her mouth, which was attached to something in the room she just came out of. Applejack spat the rope out of her mouth, a bit embarrassed, and said: "Sorry 'bout that, fergot I was movin' this 'ere chest we're gonna need. What I was sayin' was that we can't have ya'll trippin' and fallin' down the stairs and gettin' a booboo, right?" "What's in the chest? I've never seen it before." Apple Bloom asked. She really was curious, she really hadn't seen that chest before. Then again, she never invaded the privacy of her sister's room either. "You'll see, now lets git back into Apple Bloom's room so we can get to that nap ya'll need." Applejack stated. Reluctantly, seeing no other possible way out, the three young fillies did as they were told. They waited as Applejack picked up the rope once again in her mouth and dragged the heavy chest into the room. Apple Bloom asked, "Okay, so what's in this chest that's so heavy an' important that we need just to take a nap?" "Good question baby sis', I figured that since ah' can't be around all the time to protect ya'll—you know, with the chores and such— that I would bring some supplies to help protect ya when I'm not around. Not to mention—and don't tell Rarity I said this— but this stuff's gonna look so gosh darn cute on ya'll." Applejack replied. "You still haven't told us what's inside the box." Apple Bloom said. "Heh," Applejack said, "Alright, just let me open this and ya'll can see for yourselves." The filly trio waited as Applejack undid the latches and locks. She opened the chest and they all looked in. "This 'ere is all stuff I used to wear back around when I was a filly." Applejack finally stated, as each filly was speechless as they looked upon the contents of the chest. "Back when it was just Granny Smith an' Big Mac an' ... Mama and Papa." Applejack's face grew somber for a moment, but quickly turned back into a smile. Apple Bloom was shocked at the moment. She couldn't even speak. She saw some stuffed animals, some toys a foal would use, and that didn't phase her that much. She expected Applejack to have things like that from her days as a young filly. What really shocked her and surprised her were some of the other items in the chest. Things like pajamas with diaper flaps on the back and well... diapers. "Ah'm supposin' yer all wonderin why I had those at my age. An' to be honest it's a little embarassin' but... I used to wet the bed sometimes as a filly, and—" she paused for a moment, as if she reconsidered her words, and then continued on with an emphasis on the first word, "they made me wear these so I'd be nice and dry and so they wouldn't have to wash the sheets as often." Applejack finished, her face flushed a bright red. Sweetie Belle said: "Oh, okay, well that makes sense." "Ah'm glad you understand what I'm about to do then." Applejack replied. Scootaloo finally broke her silence and shouted: "No way! You're not really gonna make us wear that baby stuff are you? We're completely capable of going to the bathroom on our own! We're not babies!" "Scootaloo, now there's no need to yell and make a fuss, these are just in case I'm not around and I can't get ta' ya in time if you wake up needin' to go during your nap." Applejack responded. "So lets just get to it so ya'll can get some sleep, okay?" The young fillies looked at each other. What else was there to do? They were trapped, and disobeying Applejack could just make it even worse for them. Besides, it's not like they actually had to use the diapers, right? They just had to climb out of the crib and walk right into the bathroom, which was right next door. "Okay..." "Alrighty then, who wants to go first?" Applejack asked. "I will, I don't mind... besides, I don't think the others want to go first." Sweetie Belle said. "Well thank ya' for volunteerin', Sweetie." Applejack said, as she pulled out the supplies she needed. "Now, just lay on your back and I'll take care of the rest." Sweetie Belle obeyed, blushing a bit at the thought of being dressed like a baby in-front of her friends. Applejack took out one of the diapers and then lifted Sweetie Belle's heinie up a little into the air and slide the diaper underneath her. The other two fillies stared on as Applejack took some cream out of a tube and lathered Sweetie's bottom up. "Gosh, that's cold." Sweetie thought. "Um, Applejack? What are you doing?" she asked. "Well this here is diaper rash cream, just in case. I'm also gonna put some foal powder on ya, again, just in-case." Applejack replied. "Oh, okay." Applejack did just that, now applying the foal powder onto Sweetie Belle's rump. She proceeded to bring the front of the diaper up and over, and taped the diaper securely onto Sweetie Belle. "Alright little filly, now stand up and bring your forehooves high into the sky. Don't worry, I won't let ya' fall." Sweetie Belle obeyed again, stumbling a bit due to the new and obstructive puffiness between her back hooves, but fortunately Applejack caught her. She then dressed Sweetie up in one of the footed foal pajamas, and stuck a pacifier into her mouth. This made her blush immensely. Apple Bloom blurted: "A pacifier?! What the hay could we possibly need that for?" "What if some spiders or some other insects decide to crawl inside your mouth while you slept? I just couldn't bare it if somethin' bad happened to ya' because of somethin' like that." Applejack replied. "Hmmph." Apple Bloom grunted, as she sat down and crossed her forehooves. "Okay, you next Scootaloo." Applejack said. "Fine, let's just get this over with." Scootaloo replied, "This better not get out to Rainbow Dash." Applejack chuckled, "Oh you fillies, so ready to grow up and be cool in a big, big world. Just take it from me, don't be so eager to grow up so fast. Hold onto it as long as you can, because before you know it it's gone." She then proceeded with the same procedure she used on Sweetie Belle on Scootaloo. "Alright Apple Bloom, you're next." Applejack said. "Ya can't be serious about this sis', just consider what you're doin'!" Apple Bloom pleaded. "I am an' I have, don't you worry, nothing bad is gonna happen to you. You know why? Because I'm here to protect you." Applejack replied. "I do this only because I want the best for you, baby sis." Apple Bloom said: "But—" She was stopped when Applejack put a pacifier into her little sister's mouth. Apple Bloom just crossed her forehooves again and laid back. Applejack then diapered her little sister and got her into her footie pajamas. "Aww, now look at ya'll, you're so cute. I hope ya'll never lose that when you grow up." Applejack said, smiling. "Now lets get you three into bed." She picked each of them up and laid them into the crib. She tucked them in and gave each of them a peck on the forehead. "Sweet dreams now ya'll, I'll be just across the hall if ya' need me." She said, as she turned off the light and closed the door. Sweetie Belle lightly spoke, taking out her pacifier: "I don't know about you guys..." she yawned, "But I'm gonna get some sleep. Night." She then rolled onto her side toward the window. Apple Bloom and Scootaloo just laid there looking blankly up at the ceiling. After a while, Scootaloo rose up on her side of the crib, and took her pacifier out of her mouth, throwing it at the wall. It missed the wall, and made a small noise as it hit the floor. "No way am I gonna lay here with a pacifier in my mouth and sleep like a baby!" She whispered to Apple Bloom, turning to her. Apple Bloom herself rose up in the middle of the crib, and decided to do the same thing as Scootaloo. She too missed the wall, and her pacifier landed on the floor some ways away from Scootaloo's. Suddenly, Scootaloo wriggled a bit. "Uhhh, Apple Bloom?" Scootaloo said, her face contorting a bit. "Yea Scootaloo, what's the matter?" Apple Bloom replied, "D-Do you have to go to the bathroom at all?" Scootaloo answered, "C-cause I d-do." "Ah kinda do now that you brought it up. C'mon, lets climb out of here and go." The two fillies climbed out from underneath the covers and latched onto the railing of the crib with their forehooves. "Wow, i-it looks like we're higher off the g-ground up here when the lights are off.." Scootaloo said. "Well, we still hafta get out of this thing if we want to get to the bathroom in time." Apple Bloom replied, taking the lead and jumping out of the crib first. "Ya' just gotta stick the landing." Scootaloo followed Apple Bloom's suggestion, but didn't quite connect all four hooves to the ground, and she stumbled forward a bit, landing on her chin with a small thud. The next thing the two fillies heard was a faint hissing sound. Scootaloo's face turned bright red. "Did you just...?" Apple Bloom asked, but it was obvious what Scootaloo had just done. "L-l-let's just get you to the bathroom, we can worry about me later." Scootaloo replied, trying hard to put on a brave face and still 'look cool'. With that, the two fillies made their way out the bedroom door and into the hallway with the baby gate that blocked the way down the stairs. They turned toward the bathroom door and opened it. Well, they tried to anyway. "What? It's locked?" Apple Bloom said, and then she knocked on the door. "Sis', you in there? Ah gotta go to the bathroom, please let me in." "Ya know, I was thinkin'," A voice said behind the two fillies. They looked towards it and saw Applejack standing once again in her doorway. "What if one of ya's fell in or fell off the toilet and got hurt? Even with me there watchin' ya'll you could still get hurt. I figure with ya'll already wearing diapers, I can keep ya safe while allowing you to still relieve yourselves. So it's okay Apple Bloom, just go in your diaper and your big sis will change ya'." "You can't possibly—" Apple Bloom started to say, but then she stopped herself. "What am I kiddin'? Of course you would do this, to you I'm nothin' but a big dumb baby who can't do anythin' right by herself!" Apple Bloom said, tears starting to form in her eyes. "Apple Bloom," Applejack said, "You may be my little baby sister, but you're not a big, dumb loser. You may not see what ah'm doin' in a positive light just yet, but know it's for your very best and it's because I love ya' and don't want nothin' to happen to my little sister and her friends. So it's okay. I'll always be here to take care of ya' and you won't have to worry about the world one little bit." She brought her little sister closer to her and squeezed her tight. "You worry me when you do dangerous stuff, I don't ever wanna lose ya, so do this for me, okay?" Apple Bloom's face grew sad for a moment, but then she politely pushed herself out of her sister's hug and said: "O-Okay sis', I'll try to do this for you." In truth she really couldn't stand what her sister was doing, but she felt so guilty for making Applejack so worried in the first place. Was Applejack doing the right thing or wasn't she? Was she herself doing the right thing by allowing Applejack to do this to her and her friends? She'd have to think about that. For now, she was going to go along with her older sister's wishes. She opened her back hooves a bit and tried to go. It was a lot harder than she thought it would be, trying to have an accident on purpose. "Just relax, Apple Bloom. Just relax and let it go on it's own, and then I can change ya." Applejack assured. Applejack was sure she was doing the right thing. Who else was going to keep these fillies out of harms way? She had seen them do some pretty dangerous things in the past, and this could be the one way to stop it, as well as make up for the past. Deep down, after her parents died she had to grow up fast and do things fillies her age didn't usually do. She wanted Apple Bloom and her friends to never feel like they had to grow up as fast as she did. By doing this she could knock all the apples from the tree in one buck." Apple Bloom followed Applejack's advice, and after another few moments, she did it. "This feels kinda weird... but I guess it's not as bad as I thought it would be?" Apple Bloom said, her cheeks a bit red. "I'm glad you're deciding to be a good sport." Applejack replied. "I've got some of the supplies in my room, lets get you changed." "Uh, Applejack?" Scootaloo said. "Yes Scoots, what is it?" "C-could you change me too, I sorta had an accident trying to get out of the crib." "Aww, sure thing sugarcube, are you alright? Anything still hurt?" "N-no, I'm okay." "Alright then, let's not dilly-dally. I'll change you first Scootaloo." Applejack said, guiding them into her room. She had a changing table already set up in her room. "You haven't always had this thing in your room, have you sis'?" Apple Bloom asked. "Heh, no Apple Bloom, I was able to get it out of the old storage closet down the hall quietly enough while you fillies were sleeping. I used those handy anti-scrape slider things Twilight told me about to slide it along the floor." "Oh." Apple Bloom replied. "Foooo-ey! Lets get ya'll cleaned up and changed before you really start to smell." Applejack playfully said, picking up both fillies and placing them on the changing table. She removed their pajamas and cleaned both of them up, she continued with the same procedure she used the last time she changed them, including putting them back into their footie pajamas. "Alrighty, now that that's done, let's go wake our little friend Sweetie Belle up and then we can maybe get ya'll somethin' to eat, how does that sound?" "Sounds great." Apple Bloom said. "I'm starving!" Scootaloo included. The three ponies then headed back to Apple Bloom's room.