Scootaloo cocked her head to the side. “M-my new room?” She asked, rather confused. She hadn’t had her own room for as long as she could remember. “W-what’s it look like, Mama?”
Fluttershy was giggling with happiness and at the innocence of her new daughter. “Well, why don’t you close your eyes and I’ll show you your new room,” she replied, putting Scootaloo on her back and walking up to the other bedroom she had in her cottage. She opened the door happily and set Scootaloo on the floor. “Alright sweetie, open your eyes and take a look.”
Scootaloo felt herself being placed on the floor. She kept her eyes closed and took a deep breath before opening her eyes. Before her was a room that looked a bit like a merging of Fluttershy’s room and Rainbow Dash’s (Scootaloo had been up to Dash’s cloud house once or twice, and seen the inside) with yellow painted walls with lightning bolts on them, a few Wonderbolts posters and some action figures of several of the Wonderbolts, even one of Rainbow Dash, seeing how she had helped the Wonderbolts on multiple occasions and was in the Reserves.
In the corner, by a window that looked out towards Sweet Apple Acres was a bed with a blue quilt with cloud designs and what looked like the softest pillows Scootaloo could’ve wished for.
She looked to Fluttershy, her eyes wide. “Is this really my room?!”
Fluttershy nodded, then winked. “One of them.”
Scootaloo blinked, her wide-eyed stare turning into a confused frown. “Huh?”
“Well...” Fluttershy trailed off, walking out the room and indicating for Scootaloo to follow.
She did as Fluttershy led her into another room, closer to the Fluttershy’s and followed her inside. What she saw made her do a double take, but in a good way.
It was a nursery, a really big one. It looked like her bedroom, only with foalish stuff. The floor was padded, there was a changing table big enough for a filly such as her self with room to grow, a crib of similar size, diapers, foal toys (including several large plush toys) and many other small accessories one would expect a foal to have.
Yet, as she took a look around the room. Scootaloo was surprised to find herself calmed. She didn’t feel weird about being in a nursery that was now hers. She didn’t feel weird about any of the items in the room. It was confusing and she didn’t quite understand what it meant yet, but she didn’t even have to worry about that.
“So,” Fluttershy said, nuzzling Scootaloo’s mane. “How do you like your other room?” She was glad to see that Scootaloo responded by nuzzling her gently. It made her feel like she had done well so far.
Fluttershy couldn’t help but smile and held Scootaloo close. They stayed like that for a few moments, before Fluttershy let go and smiled down at her filly. “Would you like to help me feed the animals and then we can play?”
Scootaloo grinned. “Sure, Mama.”
The next half hour was spent feeding the various animals Fluttershy cared for their morning food. Scootaloo couldn’t help but laugh as, while she’d been feeding the chickens, Angel had tried to sneak a carrot from the other bunnies and was caught by several chickens, who chased him around. This, of course, would be the first of the many antics she’d get to see Angel participate in. After feeding the animals, Scootaloo played with a few of the forest animals, like the badgers and some squirrels.
As she played, Fluttershy couldn’t help noticing that, had anypony else been around, she wouldn’t be seeing this side of Scootaloo. She’d never really played much with the animals during her other visits and she was happy to get this chance.
Twenty minutes later, Scootaloo came back inside with Fluttershy, who went back to Scootaloo’s nursery and asked what the smaller pegasus wanted to do next.
Scootaloo looked around, her eyes falling on the plush animals and blushing. “Um, Mama?” she said, uncertainty in her voice.
Fluttershy looked at her, slightly worried by the tone. “Yes?” She was certain that Scootaloo was ok, but a mother couldn’t ever not worry about her foal.
Scootaloo looked down, scuffing a hoof at the floor. “I... can we play with the plush toys?”
Fluttershy blinked, a little surprised Scootaloo would want that, given her personality was so similar to Rainbow Dash.
“You won’t tell anypony, will you?” Scootaloo asked, looking back with pleading eyes.
Fluttershy felt a tug in her heart. Scootaloo was asking, not simply because she wanted it, but because she was scared. She must have spent her whole fillyhood wanting something like this, but had had to hide it in order to keep up the image of a tough pony who didn’t need help. It made her heart break knowing that a filly had to keep up such an image. Scootaloo wanted to actually be a filly and not a tomcolt.
Fluttershy gave a warm smile and held Scootaloo close. “Don’t worry, sweetie. I Pinkie Promise not to tell anypony unless you want me to.” She felt Scootaloo relax in her embrace and nuzzled further into her barrel.
She was set down on the floor, glad that she could get to do something so simple. Her mother had obtained many plush toys, and at first the mountain of toys was overwhelming. She took it all in, and then decided after a few minutes. The orange filly took hold of a white kitten, as white as snow. She felt like she should be playing gently with this kitten. She looked at her mother and she giggled. “Wanna play mama?” She asked, hoping to see if she would play with her.
Fluttershy couldn’t say no to her daughter. That face and grin was more than enough to convince her to play with her. “Oh of course sweetie, I’ll play with you. I can’t say no to that grin.” She teased, kissing the filly on the forehead.
Scootaloo was glad to hear that. She hugged her plushie close and they began playing. She soon found herself immersed in a fantasy story traveling as a kitty and her mother being a gray kitten plush that was also in the massive mound of toys.
The adventure lasted for several hours and as they played, Scootaloo’s stomach grumbled, telling her that it wanted more food.She didn’t want to stop playing but the empty feeling in her stomach pulled her out of her fantasy world. The grumble caused the filly to blush and the mare to giggle and they headed downstairs for a slightly early lunch.
Fluttershy made something simple. She didn’t want to upset the filly’s stomach, but she wanted something nutritious to put in her tummy. She decided that spinach would be something decent and tasty and gentle. A bit of goat cheese would provide enough flavor to offset the bitter taste. Soon enough she pulled a finished meal over to the table.
Scootaloo enjoyed the penne with spinach and goat’s cheese sauce, having never tasted anything so full of flavour in her whole life. Even Pinkie’s baked goods couldn’t compare. She was surprised at just how well something so simple tasted. She had eaten Fluttershy’s food before and had no idea why her mother’s food was so yummy now.
Swallowing her last bite of her meal, Scootaloo yawned loudly, rubbing her eyes. She was still not used to the simple kind of morning she was experiencing, and compared to what she’d been so used to for such a long time in her life, her body was taking advantage of it now and asking her for more, well deserved rest.
Fluttershy smiled as she saw her filly’s eyes drooping and her bobbing head as she tried to stay awake. She picked Scootaloo up and placed her on her back, and walked upstairs, heading for the bedroom. However, just as she put a hoof to the door handle, she thought again and headed for the nursery. "Scootaloo would love to sleep in her crib." She thought for a moment and smiled.
Carefully (mostly because Scootaloo had fallen asleep the moment she had been placed on the her back), Fluttershy lay the sleeping filly in the crib and put the covers over her. Fluttershy gave Scootaloo a small kiss on the forehead, to which the filly gave a small smile, and headed out the room leaving her daughter to rest.
An hour later, Fluttershy came in and found Scootaloo starting to wake up.She decided to check the state of her daughter’s diaper since she’d woken up wet earlier today. She wasn’t surprised when she found Scootaloo to be wet. She cooed a bit to gently wake her filly. “Sweetie...time to get up…” She said softly. Fluttershy giggled as Scootaloo stretched and made cute noises. Fluttershy picked her up and hugged her, setting her on the changing table. She wouldn’t waste a moment getting this orange filly into a fresh, snug diaper.
By the time she was in a clean diaper, Scootaloo was fully awake. A part of her was about to ask Fluttershy to remove the diaper... when another, smaller part of her stopped the words from coming; a small voice telling her it was alright, even good, to be wearing the diaper.
“So, my little filly,” Fluttershy asked as she brought Scootaloo down and nuzzled her. “Would you like to go for a walk with me?”
Scootaloo blushed and squeaked, looking down. “W-we’re not going into town, are we? I-I don’t think I want the others to see me yet.” She whined. “And I really don’t want to give Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon anything to use against me.”
Fluttershy blinked and understood what her daughter was whining about, then smiled. “It’s just a small walk in the forest, to feed the animals. We’re not going into town just yet ok sweetie?”
Scootaloo looked up worriedly. “The Everfree Forest? Isn’t that dangerous?” She asked, not knowing what Fluttershy knew.
Fluttershy shook her head. “I know a small path that’s safe. I always use it when feeding the animals. Nothing bad goes on that path. It’s enchanted I think. Zecora’s hut path branches off of it as well.”
Scootaloo still looked unsure, but nodded. She followed her mother outside, waddling as her diaper was still rather awkward to walk with. The two spent a fair amount of time walking through the forest, Fluttershy even letting Scootaloo feed a few of the animals. Scootaloo had to admit, it was very relaxing just walking through the forest like this.
That was until Angel played a prank on her, leaping out of some nearby bushes, wearing a mask from Zecora’s hut, which they’d passed just a minute ago. Scootaloo yelped and hid behind Fluttershy, thinking for a moment that Angel had been a monster of the Everfree.
“Angel!” Fluttershy scolded the white bunny, who was rolling around on the forest floor, laughing. “That wasn’t very nice; that was mean.”
Scootaloo, now realizing it was Angel, came out from behind the mare and scowled at the bunny. “Not cool, rabbit.”
Angel just shrugged, then hopped away back in the direction of Zecora’s hut, probably with the intent to return the mask.
When they were finished feeding the forest animals, the two pegasi and rabbit returned to the cottage. Scootaloo decided to look at her room again, to get a better look. She went in and looked at the bookshelf, seeing several books that looked familiar. Reaching up, she pulled the closest one down and her eyes widened. It was Daring Do and the Sapphire Stone. Dash had read this to her the night she’d asked the cyan mare to be her big sister. She looked up and realized the entire Daring Do collection was on the shelf, a huge grin making its way across her face. She pulled every one of the books down and started reading. After Dash had read the Sapphire Stone to her, she’d wanted to know more of Daring’s adventures, especially after Dash told her Daring Doo was real, but hadn’t found the time to get Dash to read to her, or go to the library and do so there without anypony seeing her.
Scootaloo lost track of time as she joined Daring in her adventures as she read each book, feeling the rush of adrenaline as Daring fought her way through each exciting adventure after the last.
When Fluttershy walked in and tapped Scootaloo on the shoulder, the younger Pegasus yelped, jumping a little. “Oh, I’m sorry, sweetie,” Fluttershy said, her eyes becoming worried. “I didn’t mean to scare you.”
“S-scare me?” Scootaloo said, the waved a hoof nonchalantly. “Nah, ya didn’t scare me, Flut— I mean, Mama. I’m cool. You just startled me, is all.” Then she whispered. “Wonder if Rainbow Dash gets that lost in those books.”
Fluttershy’s smile returned and she nodded. “Okay, then. Well, dinner’s on the table. Are you hungry?”
Scootaloo’s stomach answered with a low grumble, causing the filly to blush and Fluttershy to giggle.
Dinner was a squash casserole with onions and pepper. Fluttershy couldn’t help but feel warmth flooding from her heart as she watched Scootaloo happily chowing down, the biggest grin on her face.
As soon as she’d finished eating, Scootaloo cringed a bit, causing Fluttershy to become concerned. She watched her body language for a moment in the silence. “What’s wrong? Mama’s here to help you.”
Scootaloo looked away and blushed.. “I... used my diaper.” She said, feeling the shame boil to the surface.
Fluttershy giggled. “Oh, Scootaloo. Why are you embarrassed now? You’ve used your diapers several times today.” She did her best to play it off, almost certain she knew what Scootaloo meant.
“This time I went number two….It feels really icky mama.” the filly replied, her ears folding back against her head.
Fluttershy smiled warmly at Scootaloo. She walked over to Scootaloo and nuzzled her. “That’s okay. Don’t worry, I won’t tell anypony. Now, let’s get you cleaned up and changed, ok?”
A few moments later, Scootaloo was once again laying on the changing table in the nursery, Fluttershy changing her diaper. It was worse this time though. She had a messy diaper. It felt wrong and it felt like she should be ashamed of herself. But her mother’s smile told her that she was supposed to be a foal and it was ok.
“Phew, Scootaloo,” Fluttershy said playfully. “You really stink.” She did, but Fluttershy was being playful to make her feel better.
Scootaloo blushed and looked away, shivering a little as Fluttershy wiped her hind quarters. She was glad to get the mess off of her flank and she was glad to have a fresh diaper soon enough.
“By the way, Scoots,” Fluttershy said as she disposed of the wipe in the nearby bin, “I’ve been curious to ask... why aren’t you complaining about wearing diapers? I would have expected you to complain at least a little. Not that I mind, of course. I’ve really enjoyed the bonding time it’s given us, I’m just curious. I mean, if that’s okay?”
Scootaloo looks at the ceiling for a few moments, then away, fiddling with her forehooves. “Well...” she said, her voice quiet, “I don’t even remember when I had parents, so I never really got to be a foal when I was little. I got tossed around between families enough that I just decided to live on my own, Then I could easily just stay where I wanted.” She looked to Fluttershy and smiled. “I guess I don’t mind because it’s kinda like getting a second chance at a fillyhood that I never had. Does that make sense?” she asked, frowning slightly.
Fluttershy smiled and leaned forward, nuzzling her filly. “Of course, honey. It makes perfect sense to me. Now,” she helped Scootaloo down. “We’ve got a little time before bed, so what would you like to do?”
Scootaloo shrugged. She wasn’t sure what she wanted to do. But, she knew she wanted to spend it with her mama. She guessed she’d go on to bed. Her body was heavy and she was ready for sleep soon. “I guess I’ll go to bed now. I’m really tired.” She commented, yawning.
Fluttershy smiled and carried her filly over to the crib and lay her down gently, tucking her in and placing a pacifier into her mouth. “Well you sleep well. Mama will be here if you need anything ok?” She said, kissing her forehead. She smiled once more as Scootaloo’s eyes dropped closed. “I love you sweetie.”
Scootaloo’s eyes started to close slowly and she drifted off to sleep. “I love you too mama…” She said, yawning once more and finally falling asleep.