Dizzy Twister hadn’t been having a good week with her daughter. She couldn’t tell why, but, for whatever reason, Scootaloo kept disobeying everything she told her.
She was beginning to reach her breaking point, but she had the feeling that she'd be able to help her daughter any way possible.
When Dizzy Twister got home, the house was a mess again, dishes were on the floor, laundry wasn’t done and of course Scootaloo’s room was the messiest it had ever been.
“I don’t know what’s gotten into that filly, but this has to stop.I can’t do all the work, I have a job, I’m going to have a talk with her when she gets home.”
She decided to just clean the house, but she wasn’t going to touch Scootaloo's room, she’d at least leave that for her, if the filly decided to clean it.
After cleaning the house a bit, Dizzy looked at the time to see that Scootaloo likely wouldn’t be back home for another couple of hours, so this gave her some good time to drink a little bit of wine.
Now, she wasn’t the type of pony to get drunk or anything, but sometimes, she loved to just sit down and take a sip of alcohol.
Scootaloo was with her friends plus, Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon. They had just gotten some tasty Ice Cream and, once the five finished the Ice cream, they went their separate ways.
Sweetie, after waving goodbye to the other fillies, decided to stay and ask Scootaloo some questions. Something had been bothering her and she’d rather give Scootaloo the respect not to ask her in front of the others.
The two sat down on a bench near the Ponyville Park.
“Scootaloo….. why have you been disobeying your mother? Sweetie asked. It was very concerning to the young unicorn. Whenever she went over to visit Scootaloo, she always seemed to hear somepony yelling and it was always Scootaloo who started it because she wouldn't do her chores, but all this negativity wasn’t good to Sweetie.
Scootaloo tried to keep a smile on her face, but she couldn’t, her mother always kept her in a bad mood, which was mostly why Scootaloo tried to get home as late as possible.
“Look, Sweetie, it's none of your business. I just don’t want to talk about it.” with that she waved bye to her friend, and galloped home where she expected to get yelled at or maybe grounded, who knows.
Sweetie stood there alone watching Scootaloo walk away. “I just hope you two figure this out,” she murmured softly, and walked back to her own home.
When Scootaloo got home she dropped her bag in the middle of the floor. She was about to go up to her room, however, she heard her mother call her name before she could even reach the steps.
Scootaloo wasn’t exactly sure what her mother needed, but maybe she was ready to apologize for yelling at her all the time.
Scootaloo walked into the living room to see her mother looking at her with a slight frown.
Maybe she's mad after all… she thought.
“Scootaloo, I’ve told you to start cleaning the house when I’m not home. You need to start doing your chores, what's the matter with you? Oh and don’t get me started with your room, it smells…. it smells like a rat died in there or something! Just clean your room please,” Dizzy finished, asking nicely.
Scootaloo stomped her hoof as hard as she possibly could and yelled, “NO! I’m tired of doing work for you! Why should I have to work my butt off after a hard day of school? That’s right, I shouldn't. Now I’m going to bed. Goodnight, mom…”
Scootaloo ignored anymore calls from her mother and slammed her door shut once she reached it, and she made sure to lock it tight.
Dizzy Twister sighed. This had been going on for a whole month, nothing she said or did seemed to get through to that filly.
Hm, maybe I should see Twilight tomorrow. Maybe she can help me with this problem she thought, walking up to her room, but pausing and glancing at Scootaloo’s locked door. “I just want to help you, baby.” She was more saddened about this, no matter what, she couldn't seem to understand the problem.
Scootaloo started misbehaving right after she got her cutie mark. For some reason, after that, something had been causing her to act like a little brat, more in cline with how her new friend Diamond Tiara used to act.
No matter how many times she tried to help her daughter, it never ended in a polite talk. Instead, it became an argument.
She couldn’t stand it anymore. If Scootaloo kept this up, she'd have no choice but to give up and just accept her daughter's choice, but this was also one reason she needed to see Twilight. She had always taken care of Spike, so she might have some good advice on the matter.
Soon enough the sun came up. The morning was the same as usual: Scootaloo ate her breakfast and left without saying a single word to her mother.
Dizzy Twister had decided last she’d tell her boss she’d be taking the day off from work today, in order to go see Twilight.
Dizzy Twister picked up her saddle bag, left the house and started trotting her way work, where she informed her boss about her day off, before making her way to Twilight’s castle.
When she arrived, Spike politely let her in, took her bag and placed it in a closet by the door.
When Dizzy asked where Twilight was, he told her that the lavender alicorn was in the living room.
Dizzy Twister nodded and thanked Spike.
Entering the living room and finding Twilight, she bowed down to her in a polite manner, it was only courtesy to do such things in front of a princess, although she, like a lot of Ponyville, knew Twilight didn’t like it when ponies did that, but she couldn’t help it.
Once Dizzy Twister took a seat, Spike came in with two cups of hot Tea. They both thanked Spike. After a few sips, Dizzy started telling Twilight everything that's been happening. When she finished, Twilight looked confused.
“I’m sorry you're going through this. I mean it's very odd behavior for Scootaloo and you say this happened a month after she got her cutie mark?” Twilight asked, taking a sip of her tea.
Dizzy Twister nodded and put her cup down “It’s very frustrating Twilight; I’ve used every form of punishment I can think of, but nothing seems to be working. Maybe….maybe I should just, ya know, give up let her do whatever she wants,” she finished, lowering her head.
Twilight spit her tea out. “No, you shouldn't! She needs to learn who's the boss, and that pony is you!” Twilight said firmly.
Dizzy Twister quietly listened, sighing as she remembered something her boss had told her when she’d gone over and asked for the day off.
“Maybe you could do something for me, Twilight?”
She asked, looking to the Princess of Friendship.
Twilight cocked an eyebrow. “Okay. What can I do?”
“Perhaps you could watch her for the week? I just found out I’ve got a meeting to go to and they need me in Cloudsdale for a week. I’m sorry this has come so sudden, but I could use it as a break. Get my head around some things.”
Twilight thought about it. She could use this as a chance to try the punishment she used on Spike when he acted badly. It might be just the thing to get through to Scootaloo in normal methods of child punishments weren’t working on her.
“Okay, I’ll do it. But, I must ask, do you think I could punish Scootaloo in a…. different way?” At the odd look, she added, “It's nothing bad, I promise. But I think it will teach her a lesson.”
Dizzy Twister continued to look at Twilight, confused. “What kind of punishment?” she asked.
Twilight leaned forward and whispered, it into her ear. A blush came over Dizzy’s face.
“That sounds like a... very embarrassing way to punish her. But, I guess if you believe it will work then I’ll allow you to do it,” she said.
Once they finished talking, Dizzy Twister walked home and started packing a few things for her trip. By the time she finished, it was time for Scootaloo to get home.
As if by clockwork, Scootaloo walked in. When she noticed the suitcase, she looked concerned. “Uh, Mom, what's with the suitcase?”
“I’m going to Cloudsdale for a week, so I won’t be here to take care of you,” she began. However, she was rudely interrupted by Scootaloo before she could finish.
“Wait you won’t be here…. for a whole week? YES! I got a whole week by myself” Scootaloo cried, excited, pumping the air.
“Ahem.” The filly looked to her mother. “No, Scootaloo, you're not staying home by yourself; I’m leaving you with Twilight. She's going to take extra good care of you while I’m gone. It'll be fun, I promise,” she added when she noticed the frown forming on her daughter’s face. “Besides, I hear she has some very fun things you two can do.”
Scootaloo didn't like that, but... she'd be living with Princess Twilight for a week, so there would be a lot of trouble she could get into while she stayed there. Plus that castle was so big. She could explore it a little.
“Alright, Mom. I guess I won’t mind staying with her, but can I pack the stuff I want to take with me first?” she asked. Dizzy nodded and Scootaloo left for her room fast.
Dizzy Twister couldn’t help smiling. This was the first conversation they had without a fight in what felt like such a long time. This was a good start.
Within ten minutes, Scootaloo came back with a saddlebag likely full of toys and maybe a few books.
“You all packed Sweetheart?”
Scootaloo nodded. “Yup. I can’t wait to go to Twilight’s I got so much planned,” she said with an evil smirk.
Dizzy Twister giggled. Oh, I think you’ll find this week a lot harder than you think, sweetheart, she thought she walked out the door with Scootaloo following behind her. You’re not the only one with something planned.
As they walked through Ponyville Scootaloo was trying her hardest to keep her excitement in. Once they had arrived, Scootaloo knocked on the door and once again, Spike welcomed them.
After he’d closed the doors, Spike gestured to show Scootaloo her room while Twilight talked with Dizzy Twister.
“So I take it you got everything you need to take care of Scootaloo?” she asked once the two younger ones were out of earshot, concerned if there was anything she’d needed to buy prior.
Twilight smiled. “Oh, don’t you worry. I’ve got everything that's needed. With Cadance expecting a foal of her own, I’ve been preparing for the times I’ll be no doubt foalsitting her, not to mention what I have left over from when I did this with Spike. Trust me, Scootaloo is going to love it. I think all she really needs is to feel young again. As much as she and her friends wanted their Cutie Marks, I think she realizes that part of her life is over now and feels a yearning to return to some semblance of it. I’m 100% positive she’ll love the treatment she's going to get.”
Dizzy Twister sighed. “I’m sorry. I just worry about her sometimes. But, if you truly think this will work, I trust you.
Well, I better get going. Good luck, Twilight….. you'll need it” she muttered that last bit, waving goodbye and left, heading to the train.
Twilight waved and closed the door.
She didn't exactly know if she should do it now or wait till bedtime, but she decided to ask Spike for some help on that.
She found the baby drake in the kitchen, getting some food out.
“Hey, Spike? I was wondering... do you think I should pamper Scootaloo now or wait till tonight?” she asked. She couldn't decide if doing it now would be a right course of action.
Spike paused in what he was doing, thinking carefully about the answer to her question. “If I were you, I’d just let her get used to the place and then, once it's bedtime, you can do whatever you plan. I’m sure she will love it.”
He was halted from continue again due to receiving a hug from Twilight.
“Alright, then. At bedtime, she’ll get her treatment. It's a good thing I pulled out all of your old baby stuff last night”
“You do have rules to give Scootaloo as well….right?” he asked. He couldn't see Scootaloo being treated like a foal without some form of rules being involved.
Twilight smiled. “Don’t worry about it. I’ve got a few rules for her, not too many, but she should understand what will happen if she breaks any of these rules.”
She walked out of the kitchen and headed to the map room. She needed to think about these rules a bit.
When it was six o'clock, Twilight thought it would be the perfect time for young fillies to go to sleep.
She went outside and saw Scootaloo trying her hardest to gain some flight. Rainbow Dash has been telling her to keep doing wing ups and she would eventually get the hang of flight.
“Okay, Scootaloo, it's bedtime,” Twilight called out. She knew Scootaloo would have a fit or something, so when she the frown appeared on the filly’s face, she just levitated the Pegasus onto her back.
“WHAT! Come on, Twilight, it's only six o’cloak. Can’t I stay up longer; Mom always lets me stay up till nine! This isn’t fair!” she pouted.
I get the feeling it’s not so much her letting you as you just making it she has no other choice, Twilight thought wryly.
“Well, sorry, Scootaloo, but those are my rules and, as you’ll be staying under my roof for the week, you’ll be obeying them,” Twilight said, as they went to Scootaloo’s room... or rather, the room she planned her to stay in. “Besides, little foals need their rest.”
Scootaloo looked around the room, her anger cooling as she noted something odd about it; the floors were pink, there was a changing table and to make matters worse, it looked like a foal’s room, as in a baby’s room.
She was very confused as to what was going on. “Uh, this isn’t the room Spike showed me. What going on?”
Twilight levitated Scootaloo onto the changing table and put her on her backside, to which the young filly became even further confused by and a little worried.
“Well, Scootaloo, you’ve caused your mother quite a lot of stress recently, so she came to me for help.” Twilight explained, reaching for a bottle of powder. “And, in answer to her plea, I’ve come up with the best way to help you. Until you learn to act your own age, you will be treated as if you are a foal!” As she spoke, she used the powder, puffing it onto Scootaloo’s no longer Cutie Markless rear, got a white diaper and put it underneath Scootaloo, beforing taping it on.
Once she was diapered, she levitated an Onesie and put that on Scootaloo, too, zipping the back nice and tight.
“Now I have some rules and you must obey them. Don’t obey and your punishment will increase longer. I have all week, after all.
Number one, “No removing the diaper. Only I or Spike can do that. If you have to go or anything, you can use the bathroom for that but do remember that Diaper IS your toilet.”
Twilight thought for a second but this seemed like reasonable rules to her. “Do understand this isn't in anyway trying to make you horribly embarrassed, just a little. Do you accept my rules?”
Scootaloo didn’t respond at first. In truth, she’d been in shock since the moment Twilight started diapering her.
However, now that Twilight hadn’t finished, Scootaloo was snapped out of her daze. She had, however, heard every word Twilight had said and, after thinking about it for several moments, huffed.
“Not much I can really do so…. sure I accept.” Then her eyes widened and she looked pleadingly at the lavender mare. “Just please don’t let Rainbow Dash see me like this! It would destroy my reputation with her!”
Twilight smiled coyly. “As long as you obey rule two, I promise she won’t find out.” With that ,she put Scootaloo into the crib, turned out the lights. As she turned to leave, Twilight murmured, “Goodnight, sweetheart. Tomorrow will be a lot of fun, I promise,” and left.
Every Time Scootaloo rolled over or did anything she'd hear the diaper crinkle, which annoyed her more then anything. It was a little tight due to the Onesie she was wearing, but aside from that, she had to admit she felt okay.
After some time though, she tried taking it off, but the zipper to her clothing was on the back, where she couldn't reach.
“This is so stupid,” she pouted, folding her forehooves. Why did I even agree to this? I’m not a baby!”
But, despite her protests, within three hours she finally fell asleep.