Unlike her brother, Pumpkin Cake was most thrilled with her new potty. And once she knew the bathroom was safe, she couldn't wait to start using it. Using it instead of a diaper was different, and Pumpkin always liked it when things were different. That's why she never chewed on the same toy for too long a period of time (and even now she was starting to do that less often).
But Pumpkin was getting too excited for her own good. She was in such a rush to try and use her new potty, that she was always making mistakes. There was one mistake in particular she thought she'd never live down (and her brother seemed intent on making sure that was so).
The very day after Pound Cake had gotten stuck inside his sister's potty (why he hadn't bothered with his potty, he refused to say), Pumpkin was downstairs playing peek-a-boo with her big sister. It didn't matter how many times they played, Pumpkin never got tired of it.
"Okay, Pumpkin Cake, are you ready?" Pinkie eagerly asked, as she set Pumpkin on the floor of the kitchen.
Pumpkin jumped up and down in excitement. "Yeah, yeah, yeah!" she giggled and cheered.
"Good, let's begin!" Pinkie grinned, disappearing through the kitchen door. Then in a voice as sweet as the sugar she liked to consume, she playfully asked Pumpkin. "Where's Pinkie Pie?"
Pumpkin pretended she had no clue, even though she knew there was only one place where Pinkie could be. "Every time she pops out of that door, something's different. I don't know how she does it, but that's the kind of magic I really want to get good at when I'm older." she thought to herself, and prepared herself for whatever surprise Pinkie was going to give her.
"Here I am!" Pinkie shouted playfully, poking out of the door, all the while not seeming to notice that Gummy was clinging to her tail.
"Gummy!" Pumpkin laughed, pointing to Pinkie's tail.
"Gummy?" Pinkie wondered, and intentionally turned all around so that she couldn't look directly behind her. "I don't see him anywhere," she replied, before she quickly spun her tail around and shook it. Sure enough, Gummy stared at her with his blank expression. "Hey, if you wanted to join in on the fun, you just needed to ask!" Pinkie told him, as she removed the baby alligator from her tail and set him on the floor. "You haven't been stealing Pound Cake's pacifier again, have you? You know it's not right to take things that don't belong to you, Gummy." Pinkie lectured.
Gummy didn't say anything, he just looked at Pinkie with his blank stare and occasional licked his face with his tongue. Of course, Pumpkin knew the truth about Gummy's pacifier stealing, but it was a secret that stayed between her, her brother, and the alligator. It was fun keeping a secret from Pinkie.
Pumpkin was going to crawl over to Gummy and play with him, she was hit by a familiar urge. She'd eaten breakfast about half an hour ago, and now it was on its way out. She knew what that meant, it was potty time! "Mommy!" she called out.
"Mommy's right here. What is it, Pumpkin Cake?" Mrs. Cake asked, as she came trotting over.
"Potty!" Pumpkin shouted.
Mrs. Cake quickly deduced what her daughter was trying to tell her (it was a trick you picked up on as a mother). "Oh, is it potty time already?!" she asked with a smile, to which her daughter nodded. Mrs. Cake beamed with happiness! "She wants to use the potty, even though she just started potty training! This is a good sign!" she thought, and eagerly scooped her daughter up with her hooves. "Alright then, hop aboard the potty express my little angel!" Mrs. Cake instructed, as Pumpkin clung tightly to her mother's mane. Mrs. Cake then made a mad dash up the stairs to the bathroom, there was no time to lose!
Upon reaching the bathroom, Mrs. Cake was quick to dash inside and close the door behind her so that she and her daughter would have some privacy.
Before Mrs. Cake could do anything else, however, Pumpkin decided she couldn't wait any longer! She jumped down from her mother's mane, and dashed across the tiled floor to her potty!
"Wait, Pumpkin!" Mrs. Cake called, but it was too late! Pumpkin found her potty and planted her rump firmly on it, then she let it all out!
"I done it!" Pumpkin proudly cheered, using the potty was so much fun (and so easy too, she didn't even have to push all that hard). But then, why was her mother looking at her with such a weird look? And now that the foal thought about it, how come she hadn't heard anything when she'd used her potty? And on top of that, why did her bottom feel so stinky? Something was not right!
"Well, at least you tried, Pumpkin," Mrs. Cake said, a small sigh escaping her lips. "Don't worry, I'll clean you up."
"Cwean me up?" Pumpkin wondered. Why would her mother be offering to do such a thing after she'd just used the potty like her parents had wanted her to? It wasn't until she finally looked down at herself, that Pumpkin realized what had happened. She had sat on the potty, but unfortunately she hadn't waited for her mother to remove her diaper. She'd ended up sitting on the potty with a diaper, and going into it by mistake. Instantly, Pumpkin felt a huge wave of embarrassment wash over her, and her cheeks flushed bright red! "Stupid diaper!" Pumpkin cursed, sorely feeling tempted to kick the padded undergarment in frustration, despite how full it was.
"It's okay, Pumpkin. Accidents happen," Mrs. Cake cooed in a soothing voice, as she lifted her daughter off the potty and carried her out of the bathroom. "Come on, let's get you changed, and we can try to use the potty later."
"Bu I wanna use the potty now!" Pumpkin protested. Her mother failed to hear her.
"I might have figured this would happen with Pumpkin Cake," Mrs. Cake thought to herself, as she headed for the nursery. "After all, I made the very same mistake the first time I tried to use the potty." And she mentally prayed that her twin toddlers would never find out about such a fact.