The stallion sat in the bathroom placing his curlers into his hair ever so gently, and slipped into his robe. He quickly applied his horn moisturizer and covered the appendage. Meanwhile, a biped, known as a Human, sat on the ceiling watching the stallion.
The Human thought the stallion couldn't possibly be male. His actions were ridiculously feminine. He always had his bed checked for peas, no one knew why, constantly woke up in the middle of the night sobbing like a baby, quite literally too, and kept wetting the bed every night without fail. The room often stunk strongly of his urine or feces. No one knows why this keeps happening either. The stallion lay down in bed and fell asleep rather quickly.
Honestly... the Human thought as he lifted the stallion up and tied multiple invisible strings to his body before connecting them to some sticks. As the Human finished tying him to them, the stallion let loose multiple pints of urine. Again. The Human placed a diaper on the stallion-foal and snickered.
"Here we have Prince Wet Bed."