Bathtime for Ponies Part 2

by Starry Eyed

Pipsqueak (Semi-Co-op with Princess Luna)

You are really worried. Ever since you got this job, you have encountered many ponies that hated taking baths, but never this much. Young Pipsqueak hated baths to the point that you almost wanted to let him avoid them, almost. You had to think of something, but what?

Suddenly you hear a loud knocking on the door. You have no idea who would be stopping by at this hour. At the door, you are pleased to see that Princess Luna has stopped by. You open the door for her and a heartfelt reunion ensues. “It’s so good to see you Luna,” you say once the greetings are out of the way. “Verily, tis a pleasure to be reacquainted after so long sitter,” Luna responds in her proper Canterlot accent. You laugh, glad she’s not using the full royal Canterlot voice.

“There’s no need to be formal with me Luna. This isn’t my house, but I’m sure you’d be welcome.” Luna enters the house, “Bless the sitter, tis heartwarming to see an old face again after so much time.” You realize that from her perspective of time, a really long time has passed. She has just gotten out of the moon. She must want to see an old face in addition to Celestia’s. You can’t help her catch up on what’s been happening the last thousand years, but you can assure her that from what you’ve seen, Ponykind is faring well.

You sit in the kitchen having tea, one of her favorites. You try to comfort her, but inevitably the conversation turns to your life, and eventually the young foal you are currently taking care of. “We see. T’would seem young Pipsqueak is afflicted with fear more so than simple distain. Thou must make haste to correct this sitter, lest the young one suffer it indefinitely.” Well when she says it like that, it’s hard not to worry. Something about that accent made everything seem so dire.

“I’m trying Luna, but what am I supposed to do?” Luna ponders for a moment. “The Elements of Harmony serve to remind us what we need most and how to defeat the troubles of our hearts. Perhaps thou should try the Elements of kindness and laughter, thus dispelling the troubles of his young heart.” You take a moment to mentally translate that into English, “So… make bathtime fun?” Luna nods with authority, “Verily.”

You think carefully, “Well… he likes pirates.” Luna doesn’t understand, “Why would one so innocent set their admiration upon such rogues? Is it noble to steal and ruin? Tis..”

You cut her off, “No no no, you don’t understand. Equestria doesn’t have pirates anymore. It’s sort of… Lore. Yeah, the love of things from the past that you never got to see. That sort of thing.” Luna smiles at the idea of the young generation loving things from a long ago time, for what are obvious reasons. “We do not fully understand ye, but we concur. We shall aid thee in thy quest to banish young Pipsqueak’s fears.”

“WE SHALL ...!

You quickly silence her, “Pipsqueak’s napping right now. The royal Canterlot voice would scare a foal anyway.” You try to be kind but stern with Luna, being a foalsitter can do that for you.” Luna nods in understanding. “Verily, you have our gratitude sitter. But we shall aid thee nonetheless.”

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You finish filling up the tub, hoping this would work. You go to Pipsqueak’s room and see the young one, who seems bored. “Yarragh! Yo-ho me hearty, there be adventure on the horizon! We aught be setten’ sail befur the tide goes out!” This would be embarrassing for you if it wasn’t so much fun.

Pipsqueak is staring at you in wonder, not really knowing what to do, but is clearly interested. “I’ll not lie to ye matey, before we go adventurin', ye be needed a bath me hearty.” Pipsqueak instantly gasps and rolls under the bed. “Don’t be scared matey, we pirates sail the seven seas. Could we do that if we were afraid of getting a bath?” Pipsqueak sticks his little head out. He hadn’t thought of that.

You speak sweetly for a change, “It’s ok to be afraid Pipsqueak, but everypony has to face their fears to live their dreams.” Pipsqueak gulps, symbolically putting his fear aside, and follows you.

Upon reaching the bath, you decide to leave the door open, so as not to make him feel trapped. You then place him in the bath very gently. “Now then me hearty, the first thing any pirate needs is his trusty bandana. But ye need yer hair washed first so it wouldn’t be gettin' dirty. Savvy?”

Pipsqueak seemed to think that made sense, so you started to scrub the shampoo into his little brown mane. After about fifteen seconds you were ready to rinse his mane out, but he was worried some would get in his eyes, even though you never had. Good thing you had a plan, “Don’t worry matey, I got ye an eyepatch, it’s fur keepin’ soap out of yer aye!” You give Pipsqueak the eyepatch, which he loves.

After eight rinses, his mane is clean. You give him the bandana, and put it around his clean mane. You now ask him to raise his tail for you, but he does nothing. You sigh, “I mean, Yargh! Ye need ta raise yer tail matey.” With a smile, he does. Since his tail is so small, it only takes a moment to finish. You scoop up some water and only five rinses later, it’s clean.

It’s now time to play. You get out a toy pirate ship and give it to Pipsqueak. “Ye-er finally gettin’ yer ship matey, now set sail!” You look disappointed. You look up at the vent for the exhaust fan. “I SAID, NOW SET SAIL!” Luna, who has been listening through the vent, is a bit distracted, “Tis inaccurate. Truly pirates were generally poorly literate and had appalling enunciation, but few spoke exactly like… “I SAID, NOW SET SAIL.” That snaps Luna back to reality. Using her magic, she makes the bath water gently churn, having a bit of a tide and the suds become sea foam. Pipsqueak loves it, and all manner of pirate play ensues.

Pipsqueak is so disappointed five minutes later when the bath has to end. You get him out and dry him off. Pipsqueak reaches up, begging for his little boat, which you give him. You look up at the ceiling, “Thanks Luna.” Luna materializes, “Think nothing of it, sitter. Twas wonderful. We really must meet more often.” You agree, “I’ll look forward to it. I have to go; I have to read Pipsqueak Goodnight Luna.” Luna blushes, so happy at your little act of kindness to both of them.

That night, you would read Pipsqueak Goodnight Luna, and the next day, he was the one that drew the bath, wanting to play again.

Author's Note:

Cheers to Luna, for helping others overcome fear, and to Pipsqueak, for overcoming his.

After Lunaverse week, I figured the best way to follow up would be with a chapter with Luna in it. For more cuteness, you should see the story, "My Mother Moves the Moon!" The address is at the bottom, yes I asked for permission.

Yargh! Do Yee have any idear ow ard it be fur a guy who already has trouble wiv English to write like dis? Verily! Tis toil well past a man's merit, t'was many a fortnight under waning moonlight spent in wonderment afore I could hence publish unto thee.

http://www.fimfiction.net/story/73524/my-mother-moves-the-moon

Comments

[SuperPinkBrony12]

Obligatory.

[Icarus Crimsonhoof]

Tis toil indeed good gent.

[Dan]

[Dan]

Dammit, now I can't get the thought of the CMCs performing Three Little Maids From School out of my head.

[Starry Eyed]

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very good, but you're both wrong. Other than my friend Captain Jack Sparrow, these are the real pirates.

Never giving up on your friends, going on adventures, standing up for good people; yep this is the pirate crew for this Brony.

Don't worry Luna, I'm sure the audience will comment about you in the Nightmare Moon chapter.

[Bugg_Barrage98]

Luna is my second fave pony and keep up the awesome work