Opening Day
A week and a half has passed, and Pinkie was giving a throughout look to the restored building that was going to host her new business with Velvet.
As she passed along the hallways leading to the changing rooms, once decrepit and gray, now coloured and masterfully fixed.
The walls of the corridors, depending on which one of the two changing rooms lead in, were coloured in a different way, blue and green for the hallway to the Stallion’s Changing Room, magenta and pink for the Mare’s one. Said walls had a slow "style degradation" of the pictures on the walls, starting from good oil paintings of landscapes at the start of the aisle, and ending with pastel-drawn drawings that were on par with the ones made by a 3 year old.
Pinkie, after visiting both hallways, greatly approved the disposition, and moved on to the Changing Room.
Opening the bright yellow door labelled with white paint, Pinkie entered into the aforementioned room. Now, in place of the lockers proper, there were piled-up strong boxes with keys as way to store personal properties. The old benches were eliminated, now replaced by five benches with a change pad fixated to them, and three adult-sized changing tables. Going a bit deeper, Pinkie reached the place where there were the rusty showers, and saw that those were eliminated for make room to all the needed supplies.
Apart from the colour of the changing pads (blue for stallions, pink for mares) and the kind of diapers stacked in the ex-shower rooms, there were no differences between the two changing rooms.
"Well, it's good but it lacks of... something to differentiate them. I will try to understand better what is it as soon as I can." Pinkie said as she walked up the stairs of the Mare’s Changing Room, towards the second floor and most interesting part.
The gigantic empty room that was the second floor looked nothing like before. The floor was not made of broken wooden planks anymore, but covered in a green, moquette for one. The gray and ruined walls were now cyan-colored on the west side and a calm yellow on the east one, while the northern and Southern were both light red. In place of the rusty dumbbell racks, there was a changing table, with the supplies (wipes, rash creams, diapers and powder) already stacked under it. In the North-east corner, the stolen bookshelf with simple books on it, and in the Southern-east one a pile of stuffed animals, both from Velvet's cameretta's raiding, donations and buying proper.
The two wickers baskets stood at the eastern and western side of the big room, all that was lit with many chandeliers that hang gracefully from the baby blue ceiling, the chandeliers himself were very infantile, and were made from wooden toy pegasie, hot air balloons and butterflies, all are masterfully painted.
"Well, it sure do seem good so far," Pinkie said, giving a last look to the main room of her and Velvet's establishment "the building in itself is good enough, I think that the stash will last for a while, and my 'usher' and 'assistant mother' employees are already hired."
Pinkie walked out of the room into the changing rooms, destination her house, where Velvet was waiting for her. After a rather quick walk from her restored property to her house, situated on the back of the Sugarcube Corner.
When Pinkie went up the stairs and entered in the guest room, converted into Velvet’s room, Pinkie found Velvet reading her newspaper while lying on the bed.
“Hello mommy!” Said Pinkie.
"Hello, my dear Pinkie Pie, did you went to see our new home?” Velvet asked, while wearing a smile, before gasping exaggeratedly and leaving her mouth open
“Oh my, what are you doing without your protection? We can’t have you leaking every where and leaving little gifts now, can we?” Said Velvet with
Twilight Velvet, not surprisingly, had switched her obsession target from her namesake daughter to Pinkie Pie. Not like Pinkie minded it too much
“Hi Mummy, I did! Went to see our new place, it is very pretty, I think you’d like it! Also, I’m very sowwy I left without pwotasion.” Pinkie did her best at a cute sad face, and it seem to work as Velvet giggled a bit.
“Ahah, don’t worry Pinkie, you are forgiven. But now let me help you in wear your diaper.”
“Ohhhh, ok mummy, hehehe.” Pinkie, doing a little show of resistance, giggled as she laid on her bed, allowing Velvet to put her in the diaper.
As Pinkie was lying on the bed and waiting for Velvet to come back with the diaper, she couldn’t help but let her minds run free, and to think of what happened during that time.
In 10 days, Velvet had not changed much from when she had come in Ponyville, even if she went to the therapist at alternate days. Of course, having her a little bit insane was good for her business, at least has minor gimmick, but the idea of being abandoned by Twilight due to the incompetence of the therapist was scary, thus worrying her.
Velvet noticed that Pinkie had assumed a slightly scared position and, once she had taped the light blue diaper to her “little foal,” she asked.
“What’s the matter, Pinkie?”
Pinkie, realizing she had left her thought show on her face, shook her head and jumped down the bed.
“Nothing, nothing,” she said with a little sigh.
Velvet failed to notice the sigh, and said.
“Ah, well, good for you. Now,” she said, looking at the clock “shall we go to have the nummies, before going to the new place?”
Pinkie Pie nodded, and walked to the room accompanied by Velvet.
“By the way…” Pinkie, the normally super sonic talker, was having a hard time to find words for what she was going to say next.
“Yes hun?” even Velvet know that Pinkie wouldn’t stay quite that long, as was worried.
“Nothing big, but… maybe tomorrow when I take you to see our new place… could you please don’t go all over the new foals? I know it’s a business and that.. but… I still want to be your baby.” Pinkie said with a worry in her tone.
Velvet blinked.
“Aren’t you my baby already?” She asked, curious about what Pinkie was trying to convey.
“Yes. but there going to be more, and they will want you too…” Pinkie stated sadly, as she went down the stairs.
The older mare chuckled.
“Oh, Pinkie, you are so silly!” she said, as she entered in the kitchen and opened the fridge “They are there only for a short while. They won’t replace you in my heart.”
Pinkie nodded, even if she wasn’t all that sure about the sincerity of Velvet’s words. But she was a bit reassured, and that was the that mattered.
After a hearty meal made of hay fries and soft cheese, both ponies went to their beds.
suddenly Pinkie turned around and said “Mummy, maybe only this one night...”
“Yes?” quizzed Velvet
“Could I sleep with you maybe?” Pinkie said as she played with her hooves.
“Sure thing, my sweetie!” Velvet replied, glee in her voice, as both ponies went into into the same bed, and lied down.
As they laid there, Pinkie was the first to extend her foreleg seeking for the warmth of another body. Sure, she had decided to let Velvet treat others in a foalish way, but something made her think that, by doing so, her newfound “mommy” was going to be too tired to be loving towards her.
As this thoughts were in her mind, she slowly drifted into a dreamless sleep.
The next day Pinkie Pie awakened, finding herself still in Velvet’s bed. Looking around herself, the pink mare saw that Velvet was still asleep, and that, outside, the Sun was rising, meaning that it was early morning, and, thus, time to go out of bed, and prepare for a new day of work.
That is, if she had to do any work at all so early, because Pinkie had decided to open the new establishment at 11’o clock, and the two employees were going to be there only at 10:30, meaning that she had a lot of time to spare, before going there. Also, the Cakes decided to give her an extra day off a week, just as long she gave the 1% of the weekly bits gained from the business.
Time that the pink mare didn’t plan to pass in bed.
Feeling the need to go the bathroom, Pinkie quickly put two and two together, and decided to relieve herself in the diaper, thus giving her a good reason for wake Velvet up.
So Pinkie, from her lateral position, went supine, and scrunched her face in the attempt to concentrate and relieve herself. The struggle with her body went on for a while, until a flow of urine and some poop came out from her body, and made the diaper heavier.
Then Pinkie poked Velvet’s torso, whispering.
“Mommy…”
Velvet groaned.
“Yes, sweetie?”
Pinkie said with cheerfulness.
“Wake up, the Sun is rising, and it’s time to make breakfast.”
Velvet slowly crawled out of bed, saying tiredly and walking slowly towards the bathroom.
“Just a minute, Pinkie, I have to prepare myself.”
“Alrighty,” Pinkie said, as she sat on her backside, making a barely audible squishing noise in the act.
After two long minutes, Velvet finally came out of the bathroom, and walked towards the door, before freezing, and gently hitting herself on the forehead.
“Silly me,” she said, with a happier voice than before “I didn’t check your diaper yet!”
Deciding to keep up the act, Pinkie crossed her hooves and pouted.
“Nu-uh. No need changies.”
“I sure you think that, my little Pinkie Pie, but mummy have to make sure, we don’t want you getting a rash now, do we?” Velvet said in an almost condescending voice, but still one that oesed with love and care.
“Do you have to? I know I’m dry, yes mummy I’m as dry as a…” Pinkie’s blabbering stopped dead in its tracks, as Velvet gave her a smirk, while touching the front of Pinkie’s nappy.
“Dry… don’t think so!” She said “let’s get you changed.”
Velvet’s words and tone were like music to Pinkie’s ears, just emphasizing how rare it was to have somepony who would truly treat her like she wished: no need to hint or subtle orders. No, Velvet was seemingly capable to read in Pinkie’s mind, doing whatever she wanted to do, and never question anything.
Then, again, begin insane, it was doubtful if she really knew what she was doing.
Pinkie’s thoughts were cut short by a rush of cold air on her private parts. Looking at the source of the feeling, she saw Velvet pouring baby powder on her groin, and sliding a white diaper with balloon prints under her back. Pinkie just watched, as Velvet finally taped the diaper on the waist of Pinkie.
“Now that you are all nice and clean, do you want to help me in making breakfast?”
“I do!” Pinkie exclaimed with glee.
“So, sweetie, what will we make?” Velvet said, wearing a smile on her face.
“How ‘bout… pancakes?” Pinkie said, going down the stairs towards the kitchen
“Pancakes it is. And you will help mix the butter, also you will do the very important job of help me eat everything in the end.” Velvet said as she took out the cooking supply, and put on the counter, before taking a big bowl, and pouring the ingredients in it.
“Sure thing mum!” Pinkie said as she started mixing it up, and with Pinkie’s logic a huge puff of flower came out of the bowl, and when it was gone, a plate full of hot pancakes was waiting at table.
“She sure do the weirdest things.” Mumbled Twilight Velvet as she and Pinkie took their seats, and the pink party mare couldn’t help but let out a small giggle as they started to eat.
After a hearty breakfast with pancakes, some fruits and lots of juice, the clock hit 10 AM. and it was time to get ready and open the “foal center.”
As Pinkie was about to remove her diaper before going out to Ponyville, she was stopped by Velvet’s magic.
“Hey, what gives?”
“What you think you're doing, young lady?” Said Velvet with a stern voice.
“Getting ready to leave to our new work?” Pinkie replied, not sure what to think already.
“Without your diapee?” said Velvet seriously.
“Yes… I can’t walk with them in plain sight here, ponies know me, they will start to ask questions, questions I'm not sure one can answer.” Pinkie Pie said, blushing a little.
“Oh, come on,” Velvet said “you are just a little filly. The fact that you are not potty trained does not mean anything to them.”
“But I am potty trained!” Pinkie said as she started to see how the weak mental state of her good friend’s mum is starting to backfire on her, when suddenly she had a plan, “Mummy, could I wear one of my dresses? I think it’s windy out there, and I don’t want to catch a cold.”
Velvet walked towards the door, and peeked outside.
“It’s not windy,” she said “thought you can still wear one of your dresses, if you want.”
“I was sure Rainbow Dash said wind is squealed for today.” Pinkie mumbled before answering.
“Can I wear the one that is both an onesie and a sundress? You know, that one which covers all my body?” she asked, hoping she wasn’t too obvious about why she wanted that specific dress.
“Sure thing!” replied Velvet, as she went towards the wardrobe near the entrance, opening it, and revealing the little collection of foalish dresses in it. Velvet took out a light blue onesie with candy prints on it.
“This would look so cute on you, Pinkie!” she cried out with
Pinkie was almost too keen to put it on.
“Yes mummy, this will look cute on me,” and, the onesie with Pinkie in it were waiting outside, “Now can we go? I don’t think anypony is out yet.” she said, jumping from one leg to the others.
“Ok, ok, what’s the rush anyway?” Velvet said as she lazily walked outside, as with no care in the world, and took her sweet time to check she had everything she needed and to lock the door.
“I think if we will go mostly through alleyways. then we are less likely that ponies will see me.” the pink pony said, as she jumped to the nearest hiding spot, as in her mind, her priority was set on “hide.”
Velvet simply looked, likely thinking that Pinkie was just playing around.
“Would you please hurry?” Pinkie said, as she bumped into Big Mac who was carrying a cart full of apples.
“Hmmm… this is not what you think.” She squealed.
“Eeyup.” was the reply, his voice as stoic as the usual.
“So you won’t tell to the others?” Pinkie basicly pleaded
Big Mac shook his head, as he resumed his car pulling “Nope.”
“Who is this cute foal?” Velvet said as she came by to see what her baby girl was up to.
“Nope.” If it was possible, Big Mac turned even redder, and broke his usual calm and winced a little.
“Adorable, he can’t even fully talk yet, what a cute baby.” Velvet basicly cooed at the huge stallion.
“Nope, nope, so much nope!” Big Mac said, as he pulled even faster, fearing to end up like Pinkie Pie.
“Let’s go mum, we have to go!” Pinkie yelled as she speeded ahead.
“Ok, just stop running!” Velvet, said, trying to catch up to her daughter.
Luckly, Big Mac was the only pony out at that time and place, so the rest of the run went uneventful, beside Pinkie getting stuck in the tree or two while trying to stay hidden, forgetting she is in an onsie that could get entangled on branches, or forgetting to leave room for her diaper when she tried to squeeze in narrow places.
When they finally made it to the foal center, it was already 10:29 am, as was shown on the big cartoon clock on top of the entrance, and as Pinkie got the main key from her mane, the two new workers just arrived.
First to come to the scene was the usher, whom came on 10:30 am on the dot, he was a light brown stallion with gray curly mane, a red pencil on a piece of paper as his cutie mark. Bowing, he said.
“Good day, Ma’am Pinkie and Gran Ma’am Velvet. It is time to open up the center already?
“Not really, Abacus.” Pinkie said “still half an hour. However, you might want to do a quick inventory of the supplies,” Pinkie then looked at the prices “and maybe give a look at the prices: 40 bits for the base treatment of just a never used diaper and free games upstairs is a bit too much.”
“As you wish,” he said, before turning on the light in the left hallway, and walking down it.
A bit after, at 10:35 am, came the assistant mother, a light red unicorn with black and green mane, entered in the hall, a calm peaceful on her face, one that suited her role in the “Foal Center.”
“Good day everypony,” she said “Am I late?”
“Only by a bit, Matrona.” Pinkie answered
“So when do open for business?” She asked, as she put her bag on the front desk.
“Soon enough, but first, we need to arrange things here. Also I think we should lower the cost of our treatments, especially considered that the added optiosn are comparatively too cheap... maybe 20 bits for basic, 25 for no control over the bladder, 25 for no control over th bowels, and 35 for both? And 10 bits off if they bring their own diapers?” Pinkie suggested, while Matrona extracted a small mirror and a brush and started to brush her mane with her magic.
“20 bits? Hmmm, that sounds good enough… for the first time, but a bit expensive for returning clients.”
Pinkie shrugged. “Well, while this whole business would revolve around them, I think we should play it safe for now.”
“Well, you're the boss around here, so do however you think it should be done.” Matrona said, while giving one last brush and putting both the brush and the mirror back in her bag. “how do you plan to advertize this place anyway?”
The pink pony shrugged “I just asked the permission for use the school’s typography for print some leaflets. Sure, a bit cheap, but for now it’s our best choice. Also, gossip is the best advertisement, because it’s always free: as such, I’ve contacted two ponies that said to be interesting into something like this, and invited them over here. Hopefully, they will like it, and spread the word.”
Meanwhile, Velvet had entered unnoticed, and took a solitary tour of the whole “Foal Center.”
When she came back downstairs, she said.
“Oh, my you really did a great job on this place!” said Velvet with amazement as Pinkie showed her and the stuff around.
“Thanks mummy, it does mean a lot for me!” Pinkie said.
However, part of her mind kept saying “And you give in your happiness like that? After all you been through?’”only to be calmed down when she remembered all the joy she will bring to others, and how she will be enjoying their joy as well.
“Well, that’s it, the whole place is set up, and it is 11 am, so I think we are ready to open!” the pink mare, said as she hopped downstairs, and flipped the sign on the external door from “close” to “inviting.”
“Now, the only thing left, is the first customer!”
Only 25 minutes after opening the door creaked open to reveal….
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Please be Sweetie and Silver, please, please...
You haven't updated Knowledge Is Crinkly in forever, and I'd love it if Sweetie and Silver went first.
It seems a bit odd how two-faced Pinkie Pie seems to be about fueling Velvet's insanity, and the inefectiveness of the thearpist. It's almost as if she can't decide whether or not to betray her orders, for the sake of living her fantasy.
Well if you were getting a business out of a person's insanity, and their insanity was beneficial on both a personal and monetary level, I can see how one could be conflicted.
On another note, I would like to say that I'm enjoying this thus far, and that I ascribe to the "soon™" mentality regarding updates, and didn't think the wait was too long.
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SOrry.
4770303 i agree. they were the first that came to mind for me. i do hope daxn remembers not to give silver that accent though.
4788110 The only thing I hate more than cliffhangers is poorly written story. This was not a poorly written story. But I still hate that cliffhanger. Kudos to you, Daxn, for a beautifully (
: and awesomely) written chapter. Your prize for this awesome chapter: One of Fluttershy's famous, awesome, cool, radical, did I forget to say awesome yay's