> A Miscalculation Gone Cute.
>  by Night--Mist
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> The Potion Mishap.
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Spitfire was showing Rainbow Dash and Lightning Dust around the home of the Wonderbolts. Both of the stubborn pegasi had graduated with highest honors at the academy after Lightning had learned her lesson and corrected herself. They had just gotten through the middle of the tour, and were now entering the potions and equipment area.

This is where the creation of the latest drinks and gadgets are held, such as the suits, to help the team stay on top. "This is where a lot of our performance is born. We make sure to stay within the rulebooks set by the first wonderbolts and the princesses not to make anything that is drug-related. Exercise can only do so much, you know. So, we use the potions and suits constructed here to meet, then exceed, our maximum potential. Safely, of course.", Spitfire informed them.

"Wow, it's no wonder you guys are claimed to be the best flyers. I hope we get to try some of these things. Scootaloo would be in awe if she saw all of this," Rainbow Dash said.

."Who's Scootaloo?", Lightning Dust asked.

"Oh, she's a little pegasus filly that's like a little sister to me, back in Ponyville," Rainbow answered.

"Oh, cool," Lightning Dust replies.

"Ahem," Spitfire retorts.

"Oh, sorry ma'am. Kind of got lost in amazement," Rainbow Dash admitted with a blush.

"Apology accepted. Now, to continue, some of these potions are still being balanced out, so side effects can't occur. Worst case scenario usually gets you bed rest if we misjudge how much of what we put in, of course, this was way after the fact that one of our flyers had his mane change to a color of green. He wouldn't come out of his house for nearly a week. Thankfully for him, a new potion gave back his old color a week and two days later," Spitfire said.

There aren't any extremely dangerous ones here, are there?" Rainbow Dash asked.

"No, none of these are ever mixed with anything that could end a pony's life," Spitfire answered.

"Phew, that's a relief. Just making sure, just in case my friend Pinkie Pie decides to sneak in somehow. She's crafty like that sometimes," Rainbow Dash stated.

"Is she the pink one we met at the academy?" Lightning Dust asked, to which Dash's response was a nod.

"Oh yeah, I remember that pony, she's pretty funny...a little strange, though. Now, back to where we were. Just like some of our potions, some of our suits are still in testing mode. Like this one, which is supposed to make us fire proof," Spitfire pointed out.

The suit then starts to randomly ignite without any help from outside forces, making the girls go wide eyed, glad it isn't sold on the market yet, before Spitfire threw in, "Of course, at this point, results may vary."

"Heh heh, planning on flying through fires anytime soon, Dust?" Rainbow Dash asked.

Eeyeah...nnoooo," Lightning Dust answered.

They laugh nervously before Spitfire brings them to the next suit that was being tested. "Now, this next suit is to keep us from being struck by lightning if we have to fly through a thundercloud," Spitfire said pointing to the next suit.

The test lightning curves around the suit without hitting it. "And, it seems it may be on the assembly line pretty soon," Spitfire happily reports.

"My weather team and I could use that when I'm working with them. We've gotten shocked a few too many times. We've been really mean lately, though. Maybe it's what we deserve. You see, we've been teasing Derpy and her behavior behind her back since that time she got shocked so bad by a cloud," Rainbow said, full of guilt.

"Well, the suit could be a chance to make it up to her," Lightning Dust suggested.

"Yeah, your right! Hey, since when did you get so clever?", Rainbow was curious.

"Um...since now, I guess? You opened up my eyes to think more about other ponies.", Lightning told in appreciation.

"Well, you're welcome, then! Oh, better listen to the Captain, let's go," Rainbow reminded Lightning.

"Oh, right. Thanks.", Lightning Dust said, to which Rainbow nodded once more, then they rushed from the spot to Spitfire.

"Alright, now, this one is waterproof, so we can keep our fur dry if it rains or we fall into a lake, river, or pond, which is unlikely, but possible. It already is going into mass production with a few exceptions of what you see here," Spitfire spoke to the returning ponies.

Rainbow and Lightning were shocked she hadn't noticed them not following her for that length of time, but more so, that the viewing of the special equipment was still on-going.

"Now, I have one more thing to show you two," Spitfire said.

Grabbing their attention with that, she hurriedly led them to her own private equipment table. She brought out an orange liquid in a cone-like vial from one of the table's many drawers. "Now, this is a very special brew I have been working on. It is suppose to be capable of two magical effects!", Spitfire said in excitement.

"What does it do?", Lightning asked while pondering the possibilities.

"Stop asking questions, and we'll know," Rainbow pointed out.

"One part of it is to help you stay appearing young, and the other is supposed to give you the energy of a child, by that, I mean a lot of such. This is so we can be at our best without looking like we have aged so much. I already balanced it out, so there is small to no chance any side effect will occur. As you two know, we can never be 100% sure," Spitfire told them.

"I think the only one who can do that is my egghead friend, Twilight.", Rainbow Dash commented with joy.

The three of them laughed at the joke. "Well, I have been working on it for half a year, and just finished balancing it out, but I haven't found time to ask anypony to test it or been able to test it myself, for that matter. I have been having the thought in the back of my head of what might happen if I calculated wrong, but it's  a remote possibility," Spitfire admitted.

"Well, what are these risks that are unlikely to happen?" Lightning asked.

"Well, the two most likely risks, that I assume are the greatest, is the feeling of being young may go too far and you will be all over the place, like a filly would react to coffee. The other possibility is that appearing young may affect how your muscles work and your body will be almost completely immobilized, meaning you'll have to be pushed in a wheelchair. Now, that's most likely to happen, but even there's little to no chance that will occur. Other more unlikely scenarios could range from your body never ages, to going blind, even deaf," Spitfire says.

"Well, Lightning, what do ya say we give it a shot?!" Rainbow Dash inquired, not caring of the consequences.

"Well, I would probably watch out on being reckless, but if you're gonna do it, I'll do it, too. Only if that's okay with you, Spitfire, I mean ma'am," Lightning Dust said with a pleading smile to Spitfire.

"Well, I don't see why not, just remember that you two can't do anything reckless if there are side effects. I don't want two of my newest flyers getting hurt, got it?" Spitfire warned them.

"Yes Ma'am," the two cyan pegasi say as they salute Spitfire in respect.

"Okay, here you go," Spitfire said and handed them each a glass of the potion.

"What's life without risk, right Lightning?" Rainbow asked her fellow graduate.

"No guts, no glory," Lightning replied.

They banged their glasses together, and drank. "Mmm, taste just like orange soda," Rainbow licked her lips. 

"How do you two feel now?", Spitfire worriedly wished to know.

"I don't... feel any different," Rainbow Dash calmly spoke.

"Do I look any different?" Lightning checked herself for bodily predicaments.

"You still look like a wing pony to me," Rainbow Dash joked making them all laugh.

"Well, maybe I balanced it out too much, causing no effects except a soda-like taste," Spitfire said, thinking her potion was a failure after all the hard work.

"Oh well, it's not like it's the end of the-" Rainbow Dash was cut short as she grabbed her belly, and collasped to the floor.

Lightning soon followed, and Spitfire felt panic grip her mind. "Are you girls alright?! Say something!", Spitfire spat out, believing the potion was causing them harm.

."The potion! It's....it's doing something to us," Rainbow Dash said, struggling to speak.

"I...I feel...really weird now," Lightning Dust rocked in the fetal position.

Just as Spitfire was about to run out for help, a bright light engulfed the room, blinding her for a short while. When her vision returned, she glanced around, Rainbow and Lightning now out of sight.

That is, until she heard a whimper come from below her feet, and viewed the foal versions of her two newest wonderbolts. "R-Rainbow Dash, L-Lightning Dust, is that really you?" Spitfire said in utter shock, bending down to the two of them.

Rainbow Dash and Lightning Dust were surprised when they opened their eyes to think Spitfire was currently gigantic. "Oh no, we shwunk," Rainbow Dash said, covering her mouth as soon as she heard herself speak. 

Lightning gasped at Dash, "No, Wainbow, we babies now." 

"Oh boy, this is not what I expected. I mean, that potion was to make you two look young, but this is...something else completely.", Spitfire said trying her best not to faint at the sight before her.

Rainbow asked, confusion in her voice obvious, "What we do now, mama?" Rainbow covered her mouth once more, shocked even more than before at what she just said.

"Rainbow, did you just call me, mama?" Spitfire asked.

Rainbow nodded, creating mixed feelings for Spitfire. She and Soarin had been thinking about having a foal together for a while. Every time Spitfire was around foals or little fillies and colt, she couldn't help but coo at the sight. She really envied parents who had foals. 

When she met Soarin and after they had married, they talked many times about having a foal and wondered if they were ready. Recently they felt they were ready as Spitfire and Soarin were watching many Pegasi mothers and fathers playing with their children.

Spitfire remembered the first time she met Rainbow Dash as a kid, and how set Dash's heart was to join the wonderbolts. This brought up another pressing issue. Rainbow Dash and Lightning Dust had worked so hard to get where they were, and now they were starting at square one again it seemed, having turned into foals. She knew they would be crushed if she told them she would have to have them go through the whole process they had proven themselves for again. It wasn't in her to do something like that to them, but she needed a plan, and making another potion to reverse this was out of her skill level. But, she had one theory that could help. 

On another hoof, the wonderbolts will want to know what happened, and Spitfire will have to show the evidence if she was to stay captain. In all honesty, she wanted to now take the two foals in as her own, for she felt she was ready to take the role of a mother. But if they had parents, she couldn't just take them. They needed their mothers, and that could be considered...foalnapping. She felt as if she was in quicksand, and couldn't get out as she panicked a bit.

"Oh, I can't believe I miscalculated! I'm the captain...I made such a foolish move. How could I have allowed this to happen?! Why did I agree to let you drink those potions?! What will your friends and family think?! What will the team think?!", Spitfire questioned herself, pacing around the room nervously.

Spitfire finally calms down as she stops and takes a breather to get her mind straight. "One thing, I need to do. I need to contact your parents.", Spitfire told the two foals.

Spitfire was about to write a note when Rainbow Dash interrupted her train of thought, "Um, ma-rrrr...ma...howsefeathews. Mama, I no have pawents no mowe."

"Wha-what, Rainbow Dash, you're telling me you're...an orphan?!", Spitfire dropped the pen she was using out of total surprise.

"Wainbow's not de onwy one.", Lightning proclaimed.

Spitfire was shocked at this new bit of information. "H-how long has it been?!", Spitfire asked.

"Thwee yeaws fow me," Rainbow Dash said. 

"T"Two fow me, ma...snap me too. I caww you mama too," Lightning said in annoyance with her own words.

Spitfire felt a huge surge of sympathy for both of them. Right now, her mind was more set on taking care of them. She could never forgive herself if she had sent them to that sorry excuse for an orphanage in Cloudsdale or the one in Ponyville.

She heard many stories about how the orphanages treated the fillies and colts who resided there. Sadly, with no concrete evidence and foals not saying anything to back it up, the pony society had no way to shut them down. Most of the rumors were from passers-by claiming to see something and the orphanages claiming other wise. It made Spitfire wonder if other orphanages were just as bad. 

After contemplating a long while on what she should do and the two girls waiting for her to do something, her mind was made up. She would take them home with her after she let the other Wonderbolts know of the situation, and she got proper equipment to do so. Rainbow and Lightning pleaded with her not to show them to the others, for they thought they would be embarrassed beyond repair of reputation. Their protests were silenced when she explained the situation to them, and also pointed out that the Wonderbolts weren't like high school ponies finding an excuse to batter other ponies with insults, like two certain teen colts Rainbow knew. Spitfire told them that kind of behavior was frowned upon, and why the Wonderbolts were so selective of their members. For it wasn't just skill that they looked for. It was also competitive and, at the same time, thoughtful natures in certain pegasi, which was why Lightning was given a warning last time around, and was able to stay in after she realized her mistakes.

They soon understood her reasoning, and when shown to the other members of the team, instead of getting a lot of ponies laughing at them, everypony cooed at how cute they were.

They didn't know why, but they certainly were liking all the attention they were getting as the wonderbolts watched them, so Spitfire could grab what she needed to take the regressed ponies home. Once Spitfire came back, she had a foal carrier ready to carry both of them. She soon placed them in the carrier, and took off, letting them enjoy the view after getting many protest from the members to have her stay a little longer with them. 

They laughed like the little foals they now were as she flew, and Spitfire couldn't help but give a motherly smile as she watched them have fun. 

Spitfire knew a lot of stuff would change, and vowed to get them back to normal by any means if she could...hopefully maternal instincts wouldn't completely take over in the future if she did find a way. It was going to be an unknown future after this.
> Soarin's Reaction
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As Spitfire flies through the city of Cloudsdale with her two little passengers, many ponies find the scene to be cute. Except for two pegasi stallions, whom Rainbow Dash had run-ins with in the past, spat the drinks they were sipping on as they saw the two wonderbolt graduate-turned-foals riding in a foal carrier on Spitfire's back.

Rainbow Dash merely giggled along with Lightning Dust as they rode in their foal carrier on Spitfire's back. "Hehehehe, dis is aweswome, mama.", Rainbow Dash said as she and Lightning let their foal sides take over a bit.

"Hmhmhmhm, we're almost at my home girls. Now, I need to drop you off with Soarin while I go and do some things for a little while after I explain what's happening right now.", Spitfire told of her plans.

"We go see, dada?", Lightning Dust gasped, realizing what she just said. "Huh, why I caww him, dada?", she asked rhetorically.

'This potion is really starting to affect them. I wonder if they might forget their old lives! Their minds seem to be suggesting I and Soarin are their parents. What if they may be losing their memories slowly while making new ones?! I got to see if this gets any worse in the coming days and weeks. And, I better talk to Rainbow's friend, Twilight. Perhaps even that Zebra named Zecora. They have a lot of experience with this stuff', Spirtfire thought.

She was brought back to reality as she felt Lightning push on her side gently. "Mama, why I caww dada...dada?" She asked, still incapable of calling Soarin anything else.

"It might be the same reason you called me and are still calling me such. The potion must be why. Now, I don't mind you calling me that, which I know will sound strange coming from me, but I want to take care of both of you until we can fix this," Spitfire said, starting to doubt if a cure could be found.

She continued, "For now though, I'm leaving you two with Soarin. Don't worry, I know my husband's good with kids. I know because of how he acts when taking care of his little cousin who comes over every once in a while."

"Otay, Mama.", the foals agreed in unison.

Soon, they land outside the doors of Spitfire and Soarin's home. "Here we are, girls.", Spitfire exclaimed. 

Rainbow and Lightning were lost in amazement at how immense their 'parents' cloud house was. They thought, at least, ten to fifteen ponies could live in this sky mansion. Ironically, it sat on the outskirts of the city since Spitfire and Soarin had wanted a place that got away from the noisy hustle and bustle of the floating city, and was a great location to raise a family. Spitfire trotted up to the door, and opened it to announce, "Soarin, I'm home!"

"Coming, sweetie.", Soarin cheerfully responded. 

They all heard Soarin trotting to the stairs...then, next thing they know, listen to crashing along with, "Whoa! Da...oof...ah...woo...da...oof!" 

They view Soarin, at the bottom of the stairs....with Apple Family pie on his face.Lighting and Rainbow couldn't stop laughing at the scene before them, and Spitfire herself cracked a chuckle before she, in a quickly serious tone, scolded him, "How many times have I told you not to be holding a pan of pie in your mouth when going down the stairs, Soarin?!"

Soarin lifted his face up from the depth of the pastry, shortly swallowing it in one massive chomp, before he apologizing, "Sorry, honey. Hey, good thing we live in a cloud mansion with cloud floors, instead of hard floors, or that could have gone a lot worse. Wait...are those giggling foals I hear?"

His eyes were still covered in pie filling, so his sight was blocked. "Yes, and your gonna be shocked once you see who they are after you wipe that pie off your face," Spitfire said.

"But...mama, why we not eat it?" Rainbow asked, tempted to eat the pie on his face as her foal side rushed out again.

"Because you're too young for that right now, little one. You two will get sick if you eat that pie.", Spitfire told her, trying not to sound too harsh. 

""Awww!",  Rainbow and Lightning said in disappointment as they hung their heads.

"Wait, I know those two voices anywhere. But...they sound cuter. More babyish, actually.", Soarin said before he started to lick his entire face with his tongue.

Spitfire had covered the foals from view with her wings just in time as he did that. Annoyed, she reminded her...less-than-currently-sanitary husband, "Soarin, where are your manners?! They don't need to see that, especially at their current age. Truthfully, I didn't need to see that!"

"See what, mama?", Rainbow asked.

"You don't wanna know.", Spitfire replied, trying to mentally wash that sight out of her head.

"Hold on...is that?", Soarin said before Spitfire removed her wings to reveal the two foals.

His jaw dropped farther than what anypony thought was physically possible for a pony, causing the girls to giggle once more, unable to control their now-foalish nature. "Sp-Spitfire, how...h-how are they foals?! They just graduated from the academy no more than a month ago!", Soarin was truly shocked.

"Well, let me take them to the nursery we set up, then I'll explain," Spitfire said, maternal instincts above all else.

The girls were now in shock. They had no idea Spitfire had a nursery set up before hoof. But, they were okay with it since it did make sense to have one. For all they knew, it was for Soarin's little cousin when he visited. Minutes later, Spitfire placed them down in a play area surrounded by a gate too high to climb, so they wouldn't wander around and hurt themselves. "Wow! Dis pwace is so big, and we gets to stay hewe," Lightning marveled.

Spitfire was leaving the room when she paused as she heard Rainbow say, "I wish Scoot's was as wucky as we awe, and didn't ave to stay at dat owphwanage in Pwonyviwwe."

Once Spitfire heard this, she left the room to talk to Soarin. Lightning said happily after they were free of adults, "I think mama fowgot we can fwy. I wanna see more of da ouse."

"Me, too.", Rainbow's curiosity was high as well.

Lightning was starting to attempt a take-off before Rainbow Dash called out, "Wightning, wait!"

Lightning fell to the cloud-cushioned floor on her belly, irritated, "Wainbow, I wath kind of in da middwe of someting."

"But y-youw cwutie mawk! It gone!", Rainbow pointed at Lightning's bare flank.

Lightning gasped when she looked at her side. She then checked to see if Rainbow was as unlucky as her, and shouted, "Oh no! So is youws!"

Rainbow screamed as the suspicion was also confirmed.  A few moments beforehoof, Spitfire just finished the explanation to Soarin, "So,  that's why I need you to watch them for now. I want to stay ahead of things, just in case." 

Soarin upon hearing all of this was shocked. He knew Spitfire wanted to have a foal or two, and this certainly was an opportunity to make that happen. At first, he was against it...but after finding out about what the girls had told her about being orphans, it seemed more ideal. Plus, he couldn't shake the fact that the girls were just too adorable to send away, and knew just as well as Spitfire that the orphanages in Cloudsdale and Ponyville had earned a reputation for being cruel to fillies and colts. It's amazing how they haven't been closed down yet. 

And, another piece of information that hit him hard was that Scootaloo, the pegasus filly of the recently-famous CMC that Rainbow mentioned in a few conversations, was living in that terrible Ponyville orphanage, too. He took a breath, and after making his decision, said, "Well, that would explain the reason they called you mama, and I see no problem in watching them. But, are you sure about this, sweetheart? I'm on board 100% if so, but are you sure you want to do this?" Soarin asked, concerned if this was the right course of action.

"Yes, I am.", Spitfire confidently stated.

They then heard Rainbow scream, and opened the door, scared something happened. No dmage was done to the foals, making the adults sigh in relief. But, soon saw tears forming in the girls eyes. "What's wrong, sweeties?" Spitfire asked, picking the two girls up, whose little about-to-cry faces would break the heart of anypony.

Mama, dada. We...we...", Lightning was unable to finish her sentence.

"...We no fwy no more.", was all Rainbow could say before she and Lightning broke down fully on Spitfire's chest.

Spitfire was at a loss for words. She knew how much flying meant to the girls. Now, seeing their cutie marks gone as an aftermath of the potion, she came to another conclusion. Loss of motor skills, especially flying, was a side effect of her potion as well, making her feel all the more guilty. She soon tried to calm them down, "Shhh, it's okay. You're just foals, so it's not like your the only ones who can't fly. I know it means a lot to you to fly, but you know what? I wasn't able to fly until I turned nine, and look at me now. Captain of the Wonderbolts!", Spitfire grinned.

Spitfire's reassuring words helped them calm down. Soarin smiled at the scene before him, watching Spitfire's parenting skills take shape. Spitfire asked now that they were soothed, "Now, do you two think you can behave for Soarin? I know you two are notorious for causing some trouble back where you're from."

''Uh oh, she knows about my pranks! Not a good sign. I think I better be good. I don't know what I might get now that mama and dada--oops. Great...now I even think it. I should just stay good is all,' Rainbow thinks as she covers her mouth with her tiny hooves, as if the words in her head had just been spoken.

Rainbow Dash nodded her head, as did Lightning, who didn't want punishment if it was anything like what almost happened at the academy. "Good. I gotta go for a bit, and take care of some important things. So behave, and I'll be back before you can say 'gifted diamond dogs'," Spitfire said making the girls giggle at the pun, promising to be good.

Spitfire takes off to take care of what she had told Soarin. Soarin was quick to diaper the foals as his wife flew away. He was surprised they didn't have an accident yet. Anyways, soon the foal fun for him began.
> Spitfire, Captain and Mother.
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Before starting this chapter I would like to state a few things: One, the changelings never attacked or ever will attack. Twilight is a princess so no need for the elements of harmony to transform her. No major threats will be happening in this story, so no need for the elements. Babs Seed may or may not be in this story, I haven't decided yet. I may choose to keep the foal scenes in the clouds, or I might extend to Ponyville, depending on how I wish to approach this. Now onto the story.
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As Soarin kept an eye on Rainbow Dash and Lightning Dust, Spitfire made her way down to Ponyville. Thankfully, she had grabbed the potion before leaving the Wonderbolts' headquarters. She was on her way to Princess Twilight's place to ask her a few questions. She knew if anypony knew a counter spell to reverse the effects of her potion, it'd be Twilight Sparkle. After all of her latest feats she and Dash made with their friends, Spitfire knew Twilight would have it in her to conjure a spell to fix it if any at all, since her talent was magic itself. If not, there was always Zecora who could see if a potion could be brewed to reverse the effects of her own mistake. 

She had placed the potion into two separate viles before leaving her house. She soon came upon Twilight's home in Ponyville and politely knocked on the door. Twilight soon opened the door, and had look of surprise on her face. "Captain Spitfire, this is an unexpected surprise visit. Do come in," Twilight offered. 

Spitfire bowed, thanking her for the invite into her home. "So how can I help you, Captain?" Twilight asked. 

"Please...just Spitfire will be fine, princess. Now, the reason I am here is because I need help, your highness," Spitfire stated. 

"What do you need help with? Are your members not training well?" Twilight asked. 

"No, they are doing their best. I'm here because of Lightning Dust and Rainbow Dash," Spitfire said. 

"Oh, I hope they haven't been causing too much mischief," Twilight said. 

"No, it's not that. You see, the thing is... they have turned into foals.", Spitfire said. "What?!", Twilight said in shock. "Wow, easy your highness," Spitfire said. 

"Huh? They...but I don't under--how did this happen?!" Twilight managed to say in a bit of a panic mode. 

"Well, I had been brewing a potion in Cloudsdale at our headquarters for a long time. Now up there we balance out our ingredients to make sure that we don't get results that weren't intended for the potion," Spitfire said. 

"But, what does balancing them out have to do with this?" Twilight asked. 

"Well somewhere along the way, I must have made a miscalculation. Right after the girls volunteered, I ended up seeing foal versions of our newest members," Spitfire said. 

"What was the potion meant for?" Twilight asked. 

"It was to help you stay feeling young as well as slow the aging process. I wasn't expecting to have their ages reverse. I can't imagine what could have happened if they aged back any further than foals," Spitfire said.

Twilight calmed down, and also seemed to have a sign of guilt on her face, as if she was hiding information about something. Spitfire then told her that she had a vial of the magic drink, immediately hoofing it to her. 

Afterwards, Spitfire told Twilight what she was going to do to stay on top of things. "Alright, well, I'll take the viel you gave me, run some tests, see if I can get any results that show if there is a way to reverse it through magic. Also, I'm pretty sure you already thought about this, but go see Zecora. She mixes up brews that may be able to help," Twilight suggested. 

"That was going to be my next stop, your highness. Thank you for your help," Spitfire stated. 

"No trouble, Spitfire. I should have an answer in the next three hours or so," Twilight said. 

"Wow, that's fast! But the faster I have an answer, the faster I can prepare. Thank you once again, your highness. I'll be back after my visit to Zecora's place," Spitfire informed her before bowing once more. 

"I'll see you then, Spitfire," Twilight said. 

With that, Spitfire took off to Zecora's place. It seemed she and Twilight had the same idea that if Twilight couldn't find a way to fix it, Zecora might, giving her all the more doubt that there was a way to fix it. She soon trotted out of Ponyville, and was nearly to Zecora's place as she carefully made her way through the Everfree forest, contemplating what might be, if there was no way to fix the girls' age. Soon, she came upon Zecora's place, knocking on the door. "Do wait one moment, please. This brew I just mixed is not a breeze," said the rhyming zebra. 

Zecora finished her brew, and allowed her guest entrance, though surprised at who wished to speak wth her. "Oh, Spitfire, what a surprise! I suspect you need me to advise?" Zecora said. 

"Hello Zecora. I'm sorry for the unexpected visit, but I need your help with something," Spitfire informed her.

"Something troubles you? Please do tell, and I shall do my best to make you well," Zecora replied. 

"It's not me who needs help, but Rainbow Dash and Lightning Dust," Spitfire admitted. 

"Rainbow Dash and Lightning Dust! Nothing deadly has happened, I trust?" Zecora rhymed in an urgent worried tone. 

Spitfire explained the same thing she had to Twilight. Zecora was surprised, but took it well. "A potion that has made them young? Such a practice is rarely done," Zecora informed. 

Spitfire hoofed her the potion she had made, and Zecora inspected it. After looking at it for a while to see any physical nature that could give her an answer, she sniffed for a brief moment from the top, then looked at Spitfire. "This brew you made is one of a kind, and a cure for it I can not mix, nor find. I ask that you please not go insane, but the potions effects shall...remain," Zecora answered with a sigh. 

Spitfire was a bit displeased that Zecora was unable to stir up a brew to fix her mistake, and had a feeling that Twilight may give her the same results. Hopefully, Twilight would have a spell to counter her potion, but the possibility was...hard to tell now. "Thank you for your help, Zecora. I'm sorry to have wasted your time," Spitfire said. 

"No, I'm sorry I cannot make the brew, and thus in turn, I have not helped you. I do have a potion to help with the feeding, for it is mother's milk the foals will be needing," Zecora informed her. 

Spitfire was in a state of shock for a moment. She had almost forgotten that Rainbow Dash and Lightning Dust were far too young to have solid food. She truly needed something to fall back on if they weren't able to hold down formula, but breastfeeding was something she was...not all that sure she could do. 

But, that wasn't what shocked her. She was shocked by the fact Zecora seemed certain it was mother's milk the foals needed, and had a potion for her to produce it. "Zecora...are you sure? I mean, I can get formula that I could feed them," Spitfire said with a raised eyebrow.

"Forgive if this may sound a bit rude, but formula is not a good source of food. Drink this only once and soon you will see, the milk that is needed for foals there will be," Zecora stated as she gave Spitfire the potion. 

The more Spitfire thought about it, the more she knew Zecora was right. "Thank you Zecora. I shall drink it, so the girls won't starve," Spitfire said. 

She gave Zecora a hoof shake, and took off into town while she drank the potion, just in case she needed it. She decided to head back to Twilight's place since it was around that time that she would be done. She hoped Twilight might give her what she needed to change the girls back, but the more she thought about it, the more far-fetched it seemed. She once again made it to Twilight's place, and knocked politely once again. Twilight opened the door, saying, "Hello once again, Spitfire. Please come in." 

Spitfire bowed once more, and entered the library. "Well...I have good news and bad news, Spitfire," Twilight said.

"Okay, what's the bad news, your highness?" Spitfire asked. 

"I ran the tests, and with a potion like this, I am afraid there are no spells that can counteract those particular effects. Even the simple age-changing spell Trixie used with the amulet cannot reverse this. It's like your immune system blocking any illnesses. It made them immune from any spells I know to reverse it. They are...stuck to grow up again," Twilight said.

"I was afraid of that. But...we shouldn't worry about that. Now, what is the good news?" Spitfire inquired. 

"The good news is it won't keep them babies forever. The only way they'd be able to stay that way is if you had them drink it again after they get older. Don't get any ideas though," Twilight warned in all seriousness since she'd not be pleased with R.D. forever in diapers. 

"I wasn't planning on it...yet," Spitfire offered a smile, slightly fearful of the mare. 

"Well, was Zecora helpful in any way?" Twilight asked, happy in the flick of a switch once more. 

"I wasn't able to get a cure from her either. She was able to give me this potion to help me produce milk for the girls since she said formula isn't good for them," Spitfire said. 

"Well that's very sweet of her. It looks like I may have to make a visit as well if she's saying formula is bad for foals," Twilight said. 

"Wait, you are with foal?!" Spitfire was amazed. 

"No. Hmhmhm. A certain somepony decided to take a drink of a few of the potions Zecora brought over one day that was for testing only, and I have now ended up with a baby foal," Twilight said. 

"Who is it?" Spitfire asked. 

"My number one assistant," Twilight facehooved. 

"Spike the dragon?!" Spitfire gasped. 

"Spike the baby foal now," Twilight corrected her. 

"Wait, he's not a dragon anymore? Now, how did that happen?!" Spitfire asked. 

"He got into a fridge he wasn't supposed to be in, and thought a transformation potion was soda-pop I was hiding from him. You know how rebellious he gets sometimes with his rants about not acting like a baby. So, that's what made him a pony now, and in a paniced state, he drank another one of the potions to counter it, resulting in his regressed state. He didn't regress very far since he was a baby dra--er...foal already," Twilight said. 

She waited a bit for Spitfire to take it in then continued, "The potion was, ironically enough, an age regression potion meant to take off a few years, sort of like what your potion was intended for, but take years off, instead of keeping your current age. Thankfully, he didn't drink it all. With him, since he was a baby already, it had some other effects I didn't expect, including his mental state. Now, he views me as his mom, and babbles a bunch of baby gibberish. That's one other thing I have to mention. Rainbow and Lightning may start to lose their memories over time in order to let their new life come into effect, so keep an eye on that, so it doesn't shock you out-of-the-blue one day." 

"Wow, that's....that's a lot to take in. Well, I best get everything ready for the girls then," Spitfire said. 

"I hope they don't give you and Soarin too much trouble.", Twilight said. 

"Oh, we have ways to keep them in-line if they start to misbehave," Spitfire assured with a wink.

Twilight giggled as she saw the captain out. Spitfire bowed, and made her way to the next destination. Thankfully, most of the foal supplies they needed were at the house already, due to their thoughts about raising a child, but she was not heading to there just yet. As she made her way through Ponyville, she saw Scootaloo just finishing school with Miss Cheerilee complimenting her on how well she was doing in class. She watched as Scootaloo went to play with her fellow CMC, as they called themselves. It looked like Scootaloo was a very well-behaved filly who had an easy time making friends as she and the other CMC went to play with some of the other children. She also observed a few not-very-noticable bruises on the filly, coming to an assumption that she wished wouldn't be the case. 

She thought, 'If that is what they are doing to Scootaloo at the orphanage, I would be the worst pony ever to send Dashie and Dusty to that place. They and Scootaloo don't deserve that kind of treatment, nor do other foals, so I must do something about that. I also can see why Rainbow Dash talks about her so much. She seems so great to be around, and I bet she is a big tribute to Dashie's success in the past.' 

Soon, the building she had been looking for came into view. It was Ponyville Orphanage. The one place she had been looking for to take care of a few things. She walks up to the doors, opening them. "Oh, Captain Spitfire! What a surprise. Is there something I can help you with?" an orphanage caretaker named Topaz asked, hoping that Spitfire was here to help them with money issues they had been having. 

"Yes, I am actually here to make an adoption today," Spitfire said, seeing right through her act. 

"Oh, you are wanting to start a family, I see," Topaz said, a little less enthusiastic at what Spitfire wanted to do.

"Yes, there are three certain ponies I have in mind," Spitfire told her. 

"Already picked out your choices? I like that. Who are these three ponies?" Topaz asked after having sarcasm in her voice about how Spitfire was already choosing her adoptees. 

"Well, two are old enough to be on their own, but I thought it might be a nice surprise for them. Rainbow Dash and Lightning Dust are two of the trio," Spitfire said, feeling a little peeved at Topaz's attitude she was trying to hide. 

"Oh, well, let me just look through our files," was Topaz's slightly frustrated reply as she looked in her desk's folders. 

"L...l...l...here we are, Lightning Dust. Now for Rainbow Dash. R...r...r...r...here it is. Kind of odd to adopt them at their age, but all in all, a nice surprise for them after the loss of their folks," Topaz said in monotone, hoofing Spitfire the adoption papers, rather roughly, in the end. 

"There is one more filly I have my mind set to adopt, Topaz," Spitfire said. 

"And, who would that be, Captain?" Topaz asked with a bit of impatience. 

"She's a pegasus filly with orange fur and a purple mane. She goes by the name of Scootaloo," Spitfire said. 

Topaz seemed to be taken off guard by Spitfire saying the filly's name, which made Spitfire all the more curious. "I-I'm sorry, ma'am. But, she is not up for adoption," Topaz said quickly. 

"Oh, since when is it the orphanage's decision on who can be adopted?" Spitfire asked bluntly, not accepting that response. 

"Y-you don't understand, she misbehaves too much," Topaz says, trying to save her skin from suspicion, but Spitfire was on her all the more. 

"Really? Because from what I have seen, she's one of Ms. Cheerilee's best students, well-behaved, and is a playful filly. Forgive me for being harsh, but I'm not one to be easily fooled, Miss Topaz. Now, I wish to adopt Scootaloo. If you have a problem with that, I'll take it up with the mayor, and have surveillance done on this place because also, from what I've seen, Scootaloo seems to have been given some mistreatment she didn't deserve. Now if you wish for this place to remain open, I suggest you wise up swiftly. Again, I ask that you give me the adoption papers, so we can get this over within a timely matter," Spitfire spat at Topaz. 

Topaz cowered back a little, saying, "D-did I say she was not up for adoption? I meant to say let me just find her file, and then get the adoption papers ready." 

"Thank you very much," Spitfire said with mock sweetness.

Neither pony had noticed a certain filly enter the building behind Spitfire, and had also watched the entire thing happen. Spitfire finished up most the paperwork necessary to keep the three home, after reading over the files of the fillies, and gave the proper payment to make the adoptions complete for now until she had to sign the rest tomorrow. She turned around to see Scootaloo staring at her with a look of surprise and disbelief on her face. "Scootaloo, how long have you been standing there?" Spitfire asked. 

Scootaloo broke out of her shocked state, asking in awe, "Are you really a-adopting me, Captain Spitfire?" 

"Yes, but there's no need for you to call me captain anymore. I'm your mother now," Spitfire answered happily. 

Scootaloo then began to fall from fainting at the initial shock, but Spitfire was quick to catch her before she landed on the dirty floor. "Woooow, easy there. Look's like I'll have to carry you home," Spitfire said as she placed a dazed and unconscious Scootaloo on her back, and headed out the door. 

As Spitfire trotted through town to get the few supplies she needed, a thought reminded herself in the back of her head, 'You know, I actually better have surveillance done on that place, anyways. I feel the other kids who stay there may be treated more badly than ponies are led to believe. At least, I have made one filly's life better. But, I have to do more. That will wait for another day though. Right now, I need to get the supplies for the girls and get Scootaloo home.' 

Spitfire made her way through the Ponyville stores for the things she needed, and many ponies cooed at the way Scootaloo was passed out on her back. Spitfire only smiled as she watched Scootaloo sleep. Once all her shopping was done, she flew off towards home to let her three new daughters see each other. She knew that Scootaloo would be completely in a state of shock when she would view her new home and new 'little sisters'. Spitfire landed on the cloud yard of her home, and, almost on cue, Scootaloo began to wake up. "Oh, what a dream. I thought I was-" Scootaloo was cut short as she saw where she was.

On a cloud, riding on Spitfire's back!

Surprised by this, Scootaloo fell off quick onto the compacted cloud. "Oof," she said as she impacted softly. "I-I'm not dreaming? You really did adopt me?!" Scootaloo asked. 

Spitfire chuckled, setting down the supplies she carried before saying, "Yes, Scootaloo. I adopted you. You don't have to go back to the orphanage ever again. And, there is another surprise I have waiting inside." 

Scootaloo jumped up, and hugged her with joy. "Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you," Scootaloo said, totally excited. 

Spitfire responded while returning the embrace, "You're welcome, honey. Now, how about we get inside, so you don't catch a cold, hm?" 

Scootaloo nodded, releasing her hold on Spitfire. Then, the filly grabbed some of the supplies to help Spitfire, showing her appreciation. In less than a minute, they were inside the house. "Soarin, we're home!" Spitfire called out. 

Scootaloo wasn't surprised about this. She knew Soarin and Spitfire were married, and that was part of the reason she had fainted earlier. It was so awesome she had two parents now! "Alright! I'll be out in a moment," Soarin shouted much louder to be heard through the closed door. 

They heard him talking, and Scootaloo had no idea Rainbow Dash was on the other side, along with Lightning Dust. Soon, Soarin came outside, saying, "Hey! There's my new daughter! Come over, and give your daddy a great big hug!!!" 

Scootaloo looked at Sptifire, and Spitfire motioned for her to go ahead. Scootaloo placed down the supplies in her mouth, and ran over to Soarin's open hooves. "So, are ya ready for your next surprise?!" Soarin asked after they eased on the hugging. 

Scootaloo nodded eagerly, but Spitfire intervened, "Not until I get this stuff put away." 

"Awww! But, mommy, she can hardly wait," Soarin joked, making Scootaloo laugh at Soarin's childish whine. 

"Well, she and daddy are going to have to wait until I get these things put away," she said sternly at Soarin as she walked up stairs. 

They waited for about ten minutes, then heard Spitfire walk back down the stairs. "Alright, is our little Scootaloo ready for her surprise?" Spitfire asked in a calmer and far more motherly voice. 

""No, I decided surprises suddenly aren't cool," Scootaloo said, rolling her eyes with a huge grin on her face to tell them she wasn't serious. 

Spitfire and Soarin laugh at their new daughter's sense of humor. Spitfire, grinning, put her hoof on the door, watching closely as the filly's eagerness intensified with every second. Finally, Spitfire opens the door to the nursery. Scootaloo is taken completely off guard by what she saw. Rainbow Dash and Lightning Dust look up from their current game to see Scootaloo in the doorway. They are surprised themselves at the sight of Scootaloo. Scootaloo feels the excitement rise in her as she sees Dash and Lightning. "R-Rainbow Dash, is...is that really you?" Scootaloo asked. 

Dash smirked, and looked between Lightning Dust and herself before saying, "Weww, who ewse would I be?!"

Scootaloo's heart leaps for the stars, and she struggles to get the next few words out, "Well...it's just...I'm sorry for what I'm about to do." Scootaloo said excitedly as she rushed over to nuzzle Rainbow on the cheek affectionately, "You're so adorable!" 

Instead of being uncomfortable with this, Rainbow nuzzled back, saying foalishly, "Tanks. Oh, Scootsy! Meet my fwiend, Wightning Dust." 

"Sister, actually," Spitfire stated, giving a small smile.

All three ponies in the nursery are completely stunned by her last sentence. "What?!" all three ponies asked in unison with a mix of shock and excitement. 

"Yep, as of today, all three of you are our daughters, and are going to live with us, isn't that cool?!" Soarin asked, jumping up and down gleefully like his inner colt couldn't contain himself...as if he ever could. 

The fillies were silent for a moment before bursting out in joy they also couldn't withhold. "Now, look what you did, Soarin. They'll never get to sleep after they have dinner," Spitfire said with a sigh. 

"Speaking of food, did you get the formula for Rainbow and Lightning?" Soarin questioned. 

"No, I spoke to Zecora, and she told me that formula isn't healthy for them," Spitfire shrugged at the end. 

"Well, what will they have, then? They're too young for foal food," Soarin pointed out. 

"Well...", was all Spitfire said before gesturing towards her flank. 

Soarin then got the message that they needed mother's milk, "Oohhh, gotcha ya. I'll get me and Scoots out of the room, so you can...have some privacy." 

He asked urgently to his new filly, "Hey Scootaloo, how about you help me with supper? Mommy needs to feed your sisters." 

"Oh, okay," Scootaloo said, hunger getting to her. 

She and Soarin walked out to prepare dinner.  Closing the door behind them, Spitfire picked up the foals, and brought them to the couch against the room's eastern wall. Thankfully, she had drank the potion Zecora gave her before hoof on her way to Ponyville, so its effects should be ready by now. "Okay girls! Time to eat," She said to Rainbow and Lightning. 

"What we eat, mama?" Rainbow asked, not exactly fond of eating anything regular foals ate. Spitfire lifted her leg, and exposed her breasts. 

Rainbow and Lightning jumped a bit in shock as the realization set in that she was going to have to nurse them. Spitfire blushed slightly, not exactly used to doing this...though neither were Dash and Lightning. The trio sat in an awkward silence until Lightning spoke up hesitantly, "...Mama, why we not eat...uh, weal food?"

Spitfire sighed. She knew that both foals felt uncomfortable about this, and sympathized with them, but understood this was the only way. Spitfire said in a persuasive manner, "Well...because both of you are too young, and would get sick eating it. How would you even eat solid foods? You don't even have teeth anymore." 

Dash and Lightning gave each other a pained glance, acknowledging their mother was right. Dash tried one last question, "Mama...you suwe thewe's no oder way?" 

Spitfire shook her head, "I'm afraid not, my little Dashie. I promise that nopony will see you or Lightning. Okay?" 

Knowing there wasn't much to argue about...along with their bellies rumbling like crazy, Rainbow and Lightning soon came to a decision...and nodded. Spitfire smiled, and kissed both foals on the forehead affectionately before setting them back down on the sofa. After a few long, agonizing minutes, Dash and Lightning crawled over to Spitfire's breasts cautiously, then stared up at her with nervous eyes.

Spitfire smiled warmly at the foals, and kept her promise as she placed a wing over the two as they began to nurse. The fillies had to admit their new mother's milk tasted very sweet, so delicious they didn't stop until full. When Lightning and Dash ceased breastfeeding, Spitfire removed her wing. She then burped each of them. Five minutes later, Spitfire gave them a run-down on what was going to happen now that there was no cure. The girls didn't take it well, at first. To ease their stress, Spitfire gave them a guaranteed access back into the Wonderbolts once they were old enough again. Rainbow Dash was a little high-strung when she claimed she would get into the academy at a way younger age. Lightning said how she would do the same, so her new sister wouldn't take all the spotlight. 

Spitfire merely chuckled at their unchanged competitive natures. Before things went out-of-hoof, she reminded them it would be a long way off, which displeased the two. Soon, their high energy was overtaken by sleepiness. The little foals hadn't realized that the milk was actually making them feel a lot more drowsy now, and before they knew it...were passed out in front of Spitfire. Cooing at the precious sight, she gently placed both cutely snoring foals onto her back. 

Exiting the nursery, she walked upstairs to her room, where the brand-new crib was. Soarin had set up the crib whilst Spitfire was away, though she already knew he would. She softly placed the two foals in the small soft mattress of the crib, then proceeded to cover them up with a warm blanket. Both loved the feeling, and snuggled closer together for body heat. Spitfire smiled lovingly at her new daughters, and leaned down, kissing each on the forehead. "Goodnight, my little ones," Spitfire whispered before quietly leaving, giving the foals some time to sleep. 

Then, she came back downstairs to check on the rest of her family in the kitchen, and saw Scootaloo and Soarin already eating spaghetti with apple fritters on the side. "So, how is your dinner Scootaloo?" Spitfire asked. 

"Way better then the orphanage's food, Spit--sorry, mom," Scootaloo said, gigglng with tomato sauce on her face. 

"Don't apologize, Scootaloo. I know it will take awhile to call us mom and dad, but you'll get used to it," Spitfire said, wiping off her eldest filly's face. 

They had a lot of small talk with Scootaloo, and she gave them her point-of-view on how the ponies that run the orphanage were mistreating all the foals, making Spitfire all the more enraged about the place on the inside. Scootaloo was still in a bit of disbelief, telling them about how she felt she couldn't look up to Rainbow as a sister anymore. She also believed this is just some joke they were playing, and that they were going to send her back eventually, if not tomorrow. Spitfire convinced her otherwise about how she would always have an idol or two to look up to, which was her new parents. 

She then informed her about how she could be Rainbow's idol now. Spitfire said sweetly, "Scoots, we would never, ever send you back to that orphanage. You are our daughter, and that's that. You have to be the nicest and funniest filly I've ever met!" 

Scootaloo finally believed them, truly happy to have a family that she never had before. As dinner was just about done, Scootaloo was starting to show signs of joining her little sisters in dreamland. "Looks like another little filly is ready for bed. Soarin, is the bed for her set up in the room next to ours?" Spitfire asked as she cleaned Scooaloo's face up once more. 

"Yes, all set to go," Soarin happily responded. 

"Okay. Now Scootaloo, you need to stay up a bit longer honey. We need to brush your teeth before you go to bed," Spitfire said with a motherly tone. 

"O-okay," Scootaloo proceeded to yawn, fighting to stay awake. 

Scootaloo was able stay awake long enough for brushing her teeth, but as soon as it was done, was out-cold. Spitfire carried her to bed, and tucked her in. Just like Rainbow and Lightning, she kissed Scootaloo on the forehead. "Sleep well, my little filly," she said before shutting off the light, then headed to her own room. 

Once in bed with Soarin, she explained of the current situation, seriously glad she took precautions. Soarin spoke of how he was sad his two youngest daughters would not become his two oldest daughters. He then noticed the crib was sitting very close to the bed. "Sweetheart, is there a reason you had the crib set up in our room?" Soarin whispered with suspicion. 

"Well, this may sound overprotective, but I just don't want to let the babies out of my sight right now. Just as deeply, I want Scootaloo in here, but...I don't know if she could handle being woke up in the middle of the night with foals crying. That's why I wanted her in the room connected to our own," Spitfire whispered back...somehow less loudly. 

"You really got attached to all of them fast," Soarin said quietly. 

"Well, who couldn't?" Spitfire asked. 

"Touche'," Soarin admitted. 

They both giggled softly, and joined their new daughters in slumber, now a happy family.
> Scootaloo's accident
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

As Scootaloo slept, her dream consisted of flying around with her now-baby sisters on her back, just having fun.
That was the scene...at first.

Then, it changed dramatically. Next minute, she found herself back in the orphanage, to her horror. "What?! N-no, no! I'm not supposed to be here!" Scootaloo gulped hard after a hoof grabbed her shoulder. 

"Yes, you are. You're right where you belong, troublemaker," said an orphanage caretaker behind the scared out-of-her-mind filly. Hoof off her shaking body, Scootaloo swiveled around to see not a glimmer of mercy in the so-called caretaker's eyes. 
"But...but I was adopted!" Scootaloo tried to convince them, begging on her knees. 

"Adopted?! Ha! Don't make us laugh, runt! Nopony in their right mind wants you," a second caretaker commented before stepping out the shadows to stand next to her fellow orphanage-runner. 

"No...no! This can't be happening! I'm adopted, I'm adopted, I'm adopted!!!" Scootaloo screamed before they forced her into another room.

Topaz...was there. The most cruel pony of the workers had her sights set on Scootaloo. Appearing sweet to most outside the orphanage walls, but...that mare was pretty fake in the caring department.

Grinning, Topaz motioned for Scootaloo to come forward. She followed the order, only because she would face, surprisingly, more severe consequences if she disobeyed. "And, for making such lies, you deserve punishment," Topaz brought out a clothing accessory that sent fear down the bodies of every filly and colt cursed to be in the orphanage. She always had a belt hoofy at all times. And, used it...regularly.

Scootaloo whimpered, knowing that pain would meet her soon.
Then, as the belt came down towards Scootaloo's flank...

Spitfire woke up, not only to the sound of her oldest child screaming, but to both foals also awakening. She turned to Soarin, and shook him like crazy, not-very-gently rousing the stallion from sleep. Soarin asked groggily to Spitfire, "What's wrong, honey?"

Spitfire waited in aggravation until Soarin heard the sounds of the foals, then pointed to the crib after he finally understood. After a quick nod, Soarin got out of bed while Spitfire rushed through the air to Scootaloo's room.

She landed softly, then walked over to her crying filly. "Scootaloo, what happened? You alright, sweetie?" Spitfire asked in a worried tone. Scootaloo glanced up at her mother, then wrapped her hooves around the mare's neck, sobbing. 

"Oh, Spitfire! I'm s-so s-sorry! I...I didn't m-mean to w-wake up D-Dashie and D-Dusty," Scootaloo managed to get out before returning to her weeping. 

Spitfire said softly, nuzzling her daughter gently throughout, "Sshhh, sshhh. Everything's okay, baby. You were just having bad dream is all. Now, tell me what happened in this nightmare?"

Scootaloo explained her dream, and how realistic it had been.

Apparently, the orphanage did a whole lot more than what other ponies had been told by gossip.

Spitfire was now in a state of both rage and sympathy: rage, from the orphanage workers mistreating the children they were supposed to protect, and sympathy for Scootaloo still fearing their wrath, even though they couldn't harm her ever again.

"Shhhh, shhhh. They can't do anything damaging to you again, my precious daughter. Soarin and I are your parents now, and will protect you from all danger," Spitfire promised while wiping the tears away from the filly's face.

Spitfire was getting the part of being a mother down quickly. Scootaloo calmed down with Spitfire's reassuring words, and soon moved a bit closer. As she did though, her attention became directed to a wet spot on her flank. Scootaloo looked down at the bed, the moon's light revealing why she felt damp. "Oh, no," Scootaloo said as she hung her head in shame.

"What's wrong, Scoots?" Spitfire asked. 

"I'm...sorry, mom. I...have wet the bed. But, I...I didn't mean to, honest! I've been trying hard not to, but-", Scootaloo was cut off by a hoof over her mouth. 

"It's fine, sweetheart. They're just sheets. Can be easily washed. Many fillies and colts your age have this same exact issue. It's nothing out-of-the-ordinary or to be embarrassed about. To tell you the truth...", Spitfire stops talking real quick, then glimpses into the her own bedroom to be sure the little ones and Soarin weren't listening.

Once Spitfire felt unheard, she continued, "...I had the same problem when I was your age, but I didn't let it get the best of me. I sometimes used it to my advantage."

"R-really? H-how did ya do it?" Scootaloo asked in puzzlement. Spitfire whispered into Scootaloo's ear, shocking the filly a tad at what she heard. 

"You did that?!" Scootaloo inquired in awe. 

"Mmm-hmm. And, I won't be surprised if you want to try it in the future," Spitfire said happily. 

"Does Soar...I mean, dad know?" Scootaloo questioned with much curiosity. 

"Of course he does! I don't hold any secrets from him. Plus, he found it cute that I did something like that, so he wouldn't be surprised if you try it either," Spitfire responded. 

"Well...I'm sorry, but this is one of the things the orphanage punished me for," Scootaloo said with ears back.

Spitfire was seriously appaled that the orphanage punished Scootalo for accidents, which she had no control over.

"No apology needed, Scootsy. The orphanage should not have been able to do such a thing! Neither I, nor Soarin, will ever hurt you!" Spitfire vowed.

"Y-you...called me Scootsy," Scootaloo blushed at the nickname, finding it too foalish for anypony except her parents and a select few to call her by. 

"Yes. Do you not like it? I won't call you it again if there's a problem," Spitfire didn't wish to annoy her daughter. "No, I like it! It's just...nopony but Rainbow Dash has referred to me by that before," Scootaloo stated while rubbing the back of her head in embarrassment.

"Well, you're my daughter, so it seemed appropriate to call you something close to your actual name, yet more adorable-sounding, every once in a while," Spitfire admitted with a grin.

Just...not around other ponies aside from our family, okay?" Scootaloo said the deal. 

"Deal," Spitfire agreed, sealing the agreement by hoof-bumping with her daughter. The two hugged for a bit before Spitfire left the room for a second.

Rummaging through the bag, Spitfire said with eyes on another task, "Now, how about we get you in some protection for tonight, so you don't have another accident, alright? Then, you can sleep with me and your dad tonight."

"Wait...you're gonna make me wear...a diaper?", Scootaloo asked as the word 'protection' crossed her mind.

"Just for tonight, sweetie. Don't worry, though. Tomorrow, we'll go to the store to pick up some nighttime pull-ups meant for fillies of your age. Truthfully, your records said nothing about you having trouble with this at night, so mommy's a bit...unprepared. Anyways, just come over here, and I'll get it on you as fast as possible," Spitfire said, motioning Scootaloo to a mat she just laid out.

Scootaloo would've tried persuading her mother against the action, but Spitfire's logic was pretty sound. So...she agreed, down on the mat within seconds. After Spitfire cleaned her daughter up, she applied everything necessary to make sure Scootaloo didn't get a rash if another accident occured while sleeping. She taped the diaper onto Scootaloo's flank once finished with the slightly embarrassing process. 

"Luckily, your flank isn't much bigger than the foals, or that would've been an uncomfortable tight fit. So, how does it feel?" Spitfire said calmly, though couldn't help her mental cooing at the too cute sight. 

"Kind of weird," Scootaloo stated. 

"Well, let's get to bed now. And, tomorrow's Saturday, so more time with me if you want," Spitfire informed her daughter.

"I think I would like that Spit-er, mom," Scootaloo said excitedly, even if she had just screwed up, in her own opinion, by calling her mother by her actual name. 

Spitfire chuckled at the insignifcant mistake, then lifted Scootaloo from the mat onto her back. Walking swiftly, Spitfire was back into her own room within record time. Ten seconds flat to be exact.

Soarin was sitting on the bed, currently rocking both foals back to sleep. Spitfire smiled warmly at the scene, and put Scootaloo under the covers gently before checking in on her own husband. Soarin's eyes suggested he could fall asleep at any given moment. Spitfire, with a soft touch, eased the foals from his hooves, allowing Soarin to ungracefully hit the sack.

Spitfire, having descended into bed via wings, set the two pleasatly-dreaming foals down between Scootaloo and herself. Her wing spread out, wrapping itself around her three daughters, giving the mother enough motion to give each child a kiss on the forehead. Scootaloo soon nodded off to dreamland, feeling completely safe in her mother's warm embrace. Spitfire felt joy at motherhood before her eyes closed for the rest. With her last seconds of consciousness, she whispered, "Mommy loves you all with all of her heart."
> An Adorable Morning
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

The light from Celestia's morning sun shot through the windows of the cloud resident. Inside, Spitfire awoke to view her children asleep, still comfortably nestled within her fur and wing. Soarin had already left the room, and was busy preparing breakfast downstairs.

Spitfire smiled motherly, leaning down to Rainbow and Lightning to softly whisper, “It’s time to get up, my little ones." Both foals began to stir, though the noise also caused Scootaloo to move a bit. The foals rubbed their eyes to alleviate heavy sleepiness. Scootaloo turned her face into her mother's chest, which would prove troublesome to Spitfire's aim of exiting the bed with the foals. Spitfire took Rainbow and Lightning in her hooves as they fully departed from slumber. The caring mother made sure not to disturb her little Scootaloo. Dash looked up at her mother with gleaming eyes, “Good mowning, mama!"

Then, she happily nuzzled into Spitfire’s neck, as did Lightning. Spitfire grinned, nuzzling both of them back. The foals squealed a tad too loudly at the affection.

Spitfire had to whisper, "Shhhh, let your big sister sleep. She had a rough night last night." 

"Sowwy mama," the foals whispered in unison as they cutely covered their mouths with their hooves. Spitfire lightly giggled as Scootaloo slept while she stroked the filly's mane a bit. 

"Mama...um, why Scootsy scweam wast night? It scawed me." Lightning said quietly. 

"Me too, mama," Rainbow admitted. 

"She had a really bad dream. Believe me, you would be screaming too if you had that same dream. I know her screaming scared you, and that's why the three of you slept with us last night. She needed some family comfort, and I think two little foals needed their big sister," Spitfire explained. 

The two foals blushed at the fact they were happy to be sleeping next to Scootaloo. Rainbow Dash then noticed what was on Scootaloo's flank. She was a little shocked at what she saw. "Mama, why is Scootsy weawing diapew?" Rainbow Dash asked.

This made Lightning jump in surprise that her new big sister was wearing a diaper. 

Spitfire sighed, "Can you promise not to make fun of her, my little ones?" Rainbow and Lightning nod simultaneously.

Spitfire answered to their curiosity, "Scootaloo wets the bed when she sleeps. She can't control it in those times. Since I didn't have night protection for her age, I had to use a diaper. Her flank's small enough to fit, so that is why she is even capable of wearing one. She wasn't comfortable with it, but did it none-the-less. I think that was very brave of her, so I would appreciate it if you two don't make fun of her for it. Do you think that's reasonable, my little rascals?"

They immediately agreed. Spitfire soon caught scent of something stinky, already knowing from where it emanated, "I think two little fillies need a change."

Rainbow Dash and Lightning Dust blushed as their mother pointed out their stench. Sptfire, placing the foals onto her back, was about to leave for the changing table when Scootaloo let out a loud snore. Spitfire shrugged at the odd sound, and was about to set off until...

"More spaghetti please, mommy," Scootaloo said in her sleep.

Spitfire and the foals were doing their best to hold in their laughter at Scootaloo's sleepy comment. Spitfire walked back over to pull the covers over Scootaloo, letting her sleep more comfortably.

She finally got to carry the girls over to the changing table. Once there, she gently laid them down, and used the skills utilized when helping to babysit Soarin's cousin in the past.

"Whoa, you girls sure ate a lot yesterday to do this," Spitfire commented in astonishment while working on changing Lightning. 

"Hehe! Dats what da-da said," Lightning giggled while clapping her hooves. 

"Did he now? Well, at least mommy knows it's not her milk," Spitfire said while finishing up with Dust.

Then, started on Rainbow. Spitfire undid the tapes, then lifted Rainbow's legs to begin cleaning. When the wipes stopped chilling her rear, Rainbow had something on her mind that had to be said. "We get miwk fow bweakfast, too?!" Rainbow Dash asked with a touch of dismay. 

"Mm-hm, that's all you can hold down right now, sweetie. Baby food and solid food are too much for your little tummies to handle. I could give you formula, but Zecora says that's bad for my little baby girls," Spitfire stated as she pulled the tapes for the fresh fluffly diaper onto the front of Rainbow's diaper.

Now done, Spitfire nuzzled the foals' tummies, causing them to giggle uncontrollably. "Now, let's give you two your meals while Scootsy sleeps," Spitfire said.

Spitfire took  them to the bed once more, laying on her side with her head facing towards Scootaloo. She had deposited the foals near her teats, and soon felt them suckle their breakfast. Like before, she placed a wing over them to keep their bodies warm, and to give privacy, in case, Scootaloo woke up while they fed.

With some spare time on her hooves, Spitfire decided to check if Scootaloo had an accident in her diaper while the foals fed. She pulled back the covers, and streched the top of the diaper out like she would for regular foals. Sure enough, it was wet. Spitfire would give the filly a bath later, but after she woke up and had breakfast.

Dash and Lightning had had their fill of the sweet liquid though it took some time to cease sucking on their mother's nipple, just because of instinct. Spitfire patted their backs, and each made cute little burps. "How about you two go wake up your big sister," Spitfire motivated. 

Dash and Lightning smile, crawling over towards their sister. When they reach her, they gently nudge her with their tiny hooves. "Scootsy, wake up," Dust urged. 

"Huh...wha? No, mommy. I don't wanna wear the pink bow," Scootaloo said in her sleep once more. 

Dash decided to cause a little mischief, joking around, "Big sistew, you gonna be wate fow schoow." Scootaloo's eyes shot open. 

"Wah! I'm up, I'm up. I'm--oof," Scootaloo said, running into her mother on the bed. 

"Relax Scootsy! It's only Saturday. Now Dashie, that was not very nice to do that to your big sister," Spitfire told her little foal.

"Sowwy, Scootsy. At weast I gots you up though!" Dash said, apologetic throughout. 

"That's okay, little sis," Scootaloo patted Rainbow's head. 

"That's better. Now Scootaloo, I checked, and...you wet your diaper last night. But, don't worry. Your sisters already know, and promised they won't tease you for it," Spitfire said, stern glance at the foals, just so they wouldn't forget. Spitfire continued, "So, let's get you cleaned up for breakfast! Later on, I'll give you a bath. Sound okay, sweetie?" 

"Okay, mom," Scootaloo agreed.

Spitfire was amazed Scootalo didn't struggle this time to say mom or mommy.

Maybe it had something to do with her calling Spitfire 'Mom' in her sleep. Or...it may have been an one time thing.

"So, you sleep good last night, honey?" Spitfire asked once brought back out of her mind.

"Yeah! Best sleep ever!" Scootalo exclaimed.

Spitfire had to ask, "What were you dreaming of, exactly? While in bed with the rest of the family, I mean."

"Oh...well, you were giving me a lot of food, and then you wanted me to wear a pink bow," Scootaloo said before she shuddered. 

Dash and Lightning try to contain their laughter from the irony that Scootaloo talked in her sleep. "Hey, did I happen to say it while I was sleeping, mommy?" Scootaloo asked with a raised eyebrow.

Scootaloo also realized she was saying 'mom' and 'mommy', instead of Spitfire. Now, she didn't need to force it out in order to correct herself.

"Actually, you did. But...I thought it was cute. And, just to mention, that's a ridiculous dream. Why would I want you to wear a pink bow? I think that's a little too girly for my taste," Spitfire gave her true opinion. Scootaloo blushed, and didn't have an answer.

Done with the conversation, Scootaloo asked as the damp feeling on her private region began to get irritated, "Can I get a...change, mommy?"

Soon, the filly was on the changing table, but told the truth as the supplies were taken out by her mother, "I really hate this."Spitfire 
opened the diaper, and cleared the region clean in about five wipes. Then Spitfire was about to add a touch of powder.

Scootaloo said, hoof in air as if asking a question in school, "Uummm...I don't need the full baby treatment. It's not like I'm going back into diapers during the day."

Spitfire nervously laughed, realizing she was changing her like a foal and said, "Uh...my bad, sweetie. You can hop down now."

When Scootaloo climbed down the table, she then rushed to get on the bed, desiring to be with her foal sisters. Spitfire joined them on the mattress with blankets strewn all about. Around four minutes later, there was a knock on the bedroom door. Next...a busting of the door open.

Freaking everypony in the room out with the loud entrance, Soarin wheeled a cart inside, full with many different kinds of foods. The foals' jaws dropped as they glimpsed the beautiful buffet.  Everypony, besides Soarin, wondered who was gonna eat all of it.

Well, that is a...little more than I'm used to having," Spitfire said, taken aback by the massive amount.

Seriously, where did all this food come from?! Did her husband rob a bakery or something?!

"What? Scoots has a big appetite. You should've seen how many helpings of spaghetti she asked for last night before you walked in," Soarin admitted. Spitfire looked at her daughter in gigantic astonishment while Scootaloo blushed uncontrollably, using her own hoof to hide her face.

Spitfire then heard Scootaloo's tummy rumble. "Well, let's not keep that adult-sized hunger of yours waiting," Spitfire said, giving Scootalo a small push to begin feasting.

Soarin had piled the the dishes on the bed, so the family could have, pun intended, breakfast in bed. "Dig in," Spitfire offered happily.

"Wait...you're not gonna have me eat proper like a noble or something?" Scootaloo asked. 

"What gave you that idea, Scoots?" Soarin giggled at the odd assumption. 

"Well, you're Wonderbolts," Scootaloo told them as if that was a detailed-enough answer. Lightning Dust and Rainbow Dash nodded, confused as much as Scootaloo was. 

"We are?" Spitfire joked as she and Soarin examined themselves like a spider landed on them.

"Huh? What do ya know," Soarin added before the joke got old, making them all laugh. 

"We're not at a public gathering or something, Scootsy. And, I can't even count how many times Soarin forgot his manners at said meetings and gatherings," Spitfire facehooved, only half-annoyed with his eating skills.

"Heyyy, you've gotta admit the Apple family's apple pies are su-per yummy," Soarin said, salivating at the thought. 

"Still, that was no way to behave at the Gala," Spitfire said, giving him a quick glare. 

"Yeah, you got a point," Soarin shrugged, which caused Dash to giggle, remembering that time at the Gala. 

"Anyways, go ahead and dig in before your daddy and I beat ya to it," Spitfire warned. As if a mental competition was agreed to, Scootaloo exclaimed, 

"You're on!" Scootaloo soon dug into her meals with Soarin and Spitfire following close behind. Dash and Dust were amazed their big sister could eat so much. 

"I thwought I eat wots when I was bwig," Rainbow Dash commented. "Me, too," Dust added.

They laughed as they watched their family make a mess of themselves.
> The Calm Before The Storm
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

After Rainbow's and Lightning's family finished their meal, they wiped themselves off. "*Burp* woops, excuse me," Soarin said. Spitfire then gave a big belch herself to make the family giggle.

"*Buuuuurrrrrp.*" Scootaloo covered her mouth in shock then looked at her parents who stared back. A few moments later, the whole family fell on the bed laughing. "I do believe we have a winner," Spitfire said.

"Yay Scootsy," Rainbow Dash cheered, raising her forehooves in the air.

"So, what do you all want to do today after a nice bath?" Spitfire asked. Before she could get an answer, there was a knock at the door causing all the family to turn towards the source.

"Hold that thought," Soarin said as he headed out to the door to see who was there.

"Well, how about you three?" Spitfire asked looking down at her little daughters

"Can we go see movwie," Lightning asked.

"Well, I can't let you go outside a lot yet. At your age it's too risky. Only reason I did yesterday was because I needed to get you home," Spitfire said.

"Well, can we watch movies here?" Scootaloo suggested.

"That's a good idea, but I'll have to tell Soarin to get some kids movies for you. A lot of the movies we have are not for little ones like you. I know you may still have your adult minds Dashie and Dusty, but a lot of foalish habbits are starting to take their effect on you. I think you may have nightmares if you watch them, even if you think they won't give you nightmares, so you need to trust me, okay?" Spitfire asked.

"Otay mommy," Dash said.

"Yeah, I want kid movie! not gwon up movie," Dust replied.

Spitfire was now starting to see more of their foal side was starting to take effect and wondered if eventually, they might not remember anything from before they had regressed. She had been thinking the night before that Twilight and her were a little quick to assume there was no cure. She was going to speak to Twilight about looking in the Canterlot library for a possible cure, if Twilight had not thought about doing it herself yet.

Her thoughts were interrupted as Soarin came flying back in. "Spitfire, I am sorry I have to cut our family time short, but, a storm is coming towards Ponyville and Clouds dale. Weather Ponies tried to veer it off course, but it was too heavy, now they have asked for Wonderbolt assistance to help get all the ponies in Ponyville indoors before it hits. I told them that you have little ones we're looking after, but I said I would offer some help. I would feel shameful if I didn't do this. I'll be back as soon as I can," Soarin said.

Spitfire and the kids hugged him and Scootaloo said, "Be careful daddy."

"Hey, I've flown through hurricanes tougher than this storm. I'll be okay sweetie," Soarin said.

"Be safe honey," Spitfire said.

"I will, anything we need once I am on my way home?" Soarin asked.

"Some kids movies if you could, and also, we need some night protection for Scootsy," Spitfire said.

"Okay, no problem. I'll see you girls later," Soarin said as he kissed his family on the cheeks.

Once he took off, Spitfire decided to give the girls a bath, and they had a splash war until they were taken out to get dried off. Spitfire looked at her daughters and found it cute when their fur went all poofy for a moment. "Well, looks like it's just us, so what do you girls want to do?" Spitfire asked.

"Wet's pway a game," Dash suggested.

"Okay, what do you wanna play?" Spitfire said.

Rainbow and Lightning looked at each other and smiled before they said in unison, "Dawing Do Quest!"

"Oh, I love that game," Scootaloo said.

"How do we play it?" Spitfire asked.

"Well, first one of us has to pick an object and pretend it's a priceless treasure, then one of us hides it while the rest wait. Once it's hidden, the ones who don't know where it is, have to go look for it while the other just follows to watch if they can find it. I always played it with my friends, and they love that game," Scootaloo said.

"Well then Daring Do Quest it is then," Spitfire said.

"Okay, well, let's pick what we'll use for treasure," Scootaloo said.

"Oh, oh, how abouts my paci?" Rainbow suggested.

"Hey, what abouts mine?" Lightning complained.

"How about both your pacifiers?" Spitfire compromised.

"Yeah, bowth ouw paci's," Rainbow said.

"Yay," Lightning said.

Scootaloo couldn't help but giggle at her little sisters excitement. Spitfire soon took the binkies and said, "Okay, I'll hide them first and you three can find them. Now I am only gonna allow it to be in Scootaloo's room, so close your eyes."

The three did as she said and Rainbow and Lightning giggled as they let their foalish ideas take hold. Scootaloo only smiled, now more used to the idea of being the big sister. After a while, Spitfire said, "Okay, you can open them now."

They removed their hooves and crawled to  the edge of the bed. "Wow, slow down girls, don't get too eager. I don't want any of my little angels getting hurt," Spitfire said as she nuzzled them. Scootaloo got off and put her sisters on her back, carrying them into her room. Once there, she set them down and the three of them looked around.

Lightning Dust was the first to find the pacifiers and they continued to play this game for a while until Rainbow and Lightning showed signs of being tired. "Okay my little ones, it's nap time for you," Spitfire said.

"But Mama, I not ti..." Dash's sentence was cut short as she passed out in front of Spitfire.

Lightning followed soon after and Spitfire smiled as she picked up her daughters. "Sweet dreams baby girls," She said as she placed them gently on her back.

Lightning began sucking on her hoof, while Rainbow found her pacifier and began sucking on it. Spitfire carried them to the crib and laid them down gently inside it. As Lightning made sucking motions, Spitfire searched for her pacifier and then placed it in Lightning's mouth after cleaning it off.

She then motioned Scootaloo to follow her after she turned on the baby monitor. Scootaloo followed quietly and cooed at how cute her sisters looked as they slept. Once they were downstairs, Soarin came inside, carrying all the supplies and movies Spitfire asked him to get. "Brbrbrbrrbr, whoo, that storm came faster than predicted," Soarin said, not realizing Dash and Dust were asleep.

"Shhh, Soarin, not so loud, you're gonna wake the babies," Spitfire said.

"Oh, sorry," he whispered, blushing madly.

"Well, while they sleep, let's put a movie in that Scootsy would like to watch," Spitfire said.

"Okay, well, I got: Robin Hood, The Dragon of Notre Mare, The Great Mare Detective, Marelan 1 and 2, and The Princess and the Pauper," Soarin said

"I think I want to see Robin Hood," Scootaloo said.

"Good choice," Spitfire said.

Soarin popped in the movie and they watched as infamous Robin Hood robbed a noble prince of his riches, and laughed at all the comedy in the movie. Halfway through the movie, Scootaloo slowly drifted to sleep for a nap she needed and dropped onto her mom's belly. "Oh, looks like we got ourselves a tired little filly," Spitfire said quietly.

"I can take care of her," Soarin replied in a whisper.

"No, no I got it honey. You had a busy and hard day getting all those ponies to safety. Let me take our eldest little angel up to her bed," Spitfire said.

"Okay, I'll pop in the adult rated story of Robin Hood for us. I know you've been dying to see that one," Soarin said.

"Well, don't watch the beginning without me,"  Spitfire said.

"I wouldn't dream of it," Saorin said.

Soon Spitfire carried her sleepy little filly up to her room. Once there, Spitfire carefully slipped the night protection onto Scootaloo's flank, softly enough not to wake her. When she was satisfied it was on, she laid Scootaloo onto her bed and pulled the covers gently over her daughter. "Sweet dreams my little darling, I love you and your little sisters so much," Spitfire said as she leaned down and gently kissed Scootaloo on the cheek and nuzzled her before heading out the door and closing it quietly. She then headed downstairs to watch the movie with Soarin while their daughters rested.
> Scootaoops and a Big Change
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

It had been about a day after the pegasus family found out about Pinkie Pie and Fluttershy becoming foalified. Scootaloo woke up and just as she suspected, her night protection was wet, and all because of her nightmare. She could already hear her little sisters crying, wanting their new mom or dad to either hold them, change them, feed them, or all three. Even though Scootaloo was used to calling Spitfire and Soarin her mom and dad now, she was still feeling a bit of a barrier between them. Sure they were trying to make her feel as welcome as possible, but there just seemed to be something in the back of her mind that was preventing the full on accepting of being part of the family.

For Rainbow Dash and Lightning Dust, it was a lot easier. It might have been due to their foal minds taking over more and more each day, but Spitfire felt that having them nurse from her was a big player in the whole ordeal. Even Kind Heart and Mrs. Cake said that it was something that brought a special connection between mother and foal. Soon Spitfire came into her room as Saorin took the foals downstairs to play. "Hey there Scootsy. How are you feeling this morning?"

Scootaloo sighed, "I had a nightmare again. I keep dreaming that you would abandon me and be returned to the orphanage and I'd get punished for nothing again. I don't want them to hurt me again."

Scootaloo started crying as she thought about the caretakers hurting her again. Spitfire pulled her close and hugged her. "Shhh, it's okay. You know your dad and I would never send you back. What they did to you and every other filly and colt there can't be undone, but it cannot be forgiven either. We love Scootsy, and that will never stop."

Scootaloo nuzzled her back, but the memories of the orphanage still gave her doubts she wouldn't go back. "Now, let's get you out of your night pull-up and get a nice bath," Spitfire said as she carried her still sleepy daughter into the bathroom across the hall.

Scootaloo would have usually asked not to be treated like a baby, but this morning, she was just so tired, she didn't care. After Spitfire took off her pull-up and set her in the tub, she began to put shampoo in Scootaloo's mane. The tub was so warm, Scootaloo remained relaxed and let Spitfire clean her this time. Spitfire was surprise, since Scootaloo usually would want to do it herself, but she didn't mind. "So, what do you want to do since school's still out for the week?" Spitfire asked.

Scootaloo was not sure. Ms. Cheerilee had said that the school would be closed until further notice since there was a gas leak in the ventilation system that was toxic. Scootaloo thought about crusading today, but then again, she didn't want to abandon her sisters. She was still surprised to find out Fluttershy was a baby again and Pinkie Pie was now in Mrs. Cake's tummy. Spitfire and Soarin had already made plans to visit the Apple family and Rarity today. They were visiting the Apple family, for it seemed to be rumored that Granny had taken some years off of her look. The reason for seeing Rarity was, well, word spread of her parents' treason against the pony sisters, and they felt she needed all the support she could get.

"Well, I don't know, I mean I could go crusading, but Rainbow and Lightning probably want me to play with them again," Scootaloo yawned.

"Well, why don't you do both. You can play with them while you're crusading. Just nothing dangerous okay?" Spitfire pleaded.

"Okay," Scootaloo said.

Soon the bath was over and Scootaloo soon walked downstairs, still feeling sleepy. Once she got to the kitchen, Soarin saw his daughter's tired state and said, "Someone is a tired little filly this morning," Soarin said.

Scootaloo yawned, "I don't know why."

"Hmm, maybe one of our light wonderbolt made energy drinks, not that store stuff, might wake you up," Spitfire said as she walked into the living room to nurse her youngest daughters.

"I actually made a mix that is young filly and colt age appropriate," Soarin said.

"Where is it?" Scootaloo asked.

"Should be in the fridge right now," Soarin said.

Scootaloo trotted over to the fridge and opened the door. She then saw an orange vile. "Is it this orange soda looking one?" Scootaloo said.

Soarin thought she said, "Is it next to the orange soda looking one?" and replied, "Yeah it should be..." he stopped in mid-sentence, realizing what she had said.

By the time he turned around Scoots was already taking a sip and he yell, "Scoots, wait!"

But it was too late she took a big gulp and stood there and said, "What is it da..."

Her sentence was cut short as she dropped to the ground, grasping her belly and the vile somehow staying in tact and up right after she let it go. Soarin rushed to his eldest daughter before she was engulfed in the same bright light Rainbow and Lighting had days prior.

Meanwhile in the living room, Spitfire's attention snapped to the direction of the kitchen as she saw a bright flash come from there. "Soarin? Did what I think happened, happen?... Soarin?" Spitfire asked with a bit of panic in her tone.

Soarin came trotting in with his wings folded in a bowl. "Soarin, where is Scootaloo?" Spitfire demanded as Lightning and Rainbow's attention turned away from their meal.

Soarin, with an apologetic look on his face, lifted his right wing to reveal a very tiny, and very cute, sleeping foal with orange fur, cute little wings, and a distinct purple mane. It couldn't be more then a week old. "Soarin, is that?..." Spitfire asked in disbelief.

Soarin nodded, "She drank the potion before I could stop her."

Spitfire sighed, knowing it wasn't on purpose, and that it was more her fault then his that Scootaloo had unknowingly drank the potion. Still, it did provide a cute result.

Rainbow Dash and Lightning Dust were in shock and daww. Their big sister was now their little sister... again, at least for Rainbow Dash. Rainbow crawled towards her as Soarin placed her gently in Spitfire's forehooves, while he went to get a 'one size fits all foals' diaper, just in case of emergencies, like this one. She leaned in and nuzzled her sleeping sister and smiled as she and Lightning watched her sleep. Scootaloo cutely snored in her sleep making nothing but baby gibberish.

"I don't think your gonna be going to school any time soon, my littlest one," Spitfire said as she gently brought her head down and nuzzled her little Scootaloo.

Soarin soon came down with the diaper along with a spare pacifier, ointment, and baby powder. After applying everything, Scootaloo was now in a snug little diaper and curled up into her mother's chest. "Good thing I brought that third baby carrier along. I thought we might need it in case of having to watch Fluttershy for Kind Heart, but looks like somepony else gets to use it now," Soarin said.

"You do like to be prepared for the unexpected, don't you honey," Spitfire said.

"Well, can't blame me for that can you?" Soarin said.

"I guess not. But I think we're gonna need to take that potion to Zecora or Twilight for safe keeping. I don't want another accident like the one that just happened," Spitfire said.

"You and me both honey," Soarin said.

Spitfire then felt a certain somepony stir between her forelegs and looked down. She came to see Scootaloo rubbing her little eyes and then looking up at her. She then gave Spitfire a toothless smile. "Awwww," Rainbow and Lightning sang in unison. "Hello my little Scootsy," Spitfire said as she lowered her muzzle down to tickle her youngest daughter. Scootaloo giggled before grabbing Spitfire's muzzle and nuzzling her giving her a small lick. "So you wanna go see Fluttershy sweetie," Spitfire asked.

Scootaloo tilted her head, not remembering  anything before just now. "Oh sweet Celestia, um, I think the potion may have affected her more then it did Rainbow and Lightning. From how much she drank she doesn't seem to remember anypony," Spitfire said.

"Is that bad?" Soarin asked.

"Yes and no. Yes, because she won't remember her friends, and no, because this may rid her of the nightmares she's been having about the orphanage," Spitfire said.

"I see, well, none the less, we have to inform everypony who needs to know, about this, the only thing that's getting to me though is who can we trust to keep this secret?" Soarin said.

"Rainbow's and Scootaloo's friends and their friends' reletives for sure, the Cakes included. We also need to let the Princesses know. If we don't we might fare no better then Rarity's parents did," Spitfire said.

Rainbow started to tear up. "No, mama and dada not go to prison," Rainbow said.

Lightning said, "We not want wose pawents."

"Don't worry little ones, Mama and Dada are not going to prison. But your mother is right. We should gather all of Rainbow's friends, foal and adult alike and bring them to the princesses. I know that they will understand what's going on, and will do their best to make sure this doesn't get blown out of proportion," Soarin said.

They then heard a huge rumbling like distant thunder. Scootaloo covered her face with her tiny hooves as she giggled. "We'll do that after this little cutie has had her tummy filled," Spitfire giggled.

Spitfire soon lifted her littlest daughter by the scruff and placed her near her teats. Like with Rainbow and Lightning, she placed a wing over her little Scootaloo as she nursed and made happy little whimpers. Once she was finished. Spitfire gave her a quick burp and soon placed all three of her daughters in their foal carriers, Scootaloo in the middle so she could feel safe between her older sisters. Once they had everything in order, the Wonderbolts family flew off and down towards the town of Ponyville.

When they landed, they were met with an unexpected sight. Topaz, the very mare who had tortured  Scootaloo was running as if trying to get away from something. "You!" Topaz eyeballed Spitfire and continued, "You brought them upon us. How dare you!"

"Excuse me, but, what are you talking about?" Spitfire asked dumbfound.

"Don't act like you don't know. You had the mayor inspect us and the police barged in like it was no pony's business, and start to drag us out. I hope your happy, your act made headline news here," Topaz said.

Before the could utter another word, the police tackled her and told her of her rights. As they dragged her off she yelled, "Because of you, the children will not receive the punishment they deserve! No pony will be able to adopt a well behaved child!"

Soon, she was out of sight as they towed her off in a jail wagon. "Well, that was unexpected, but I never even spoke with the mayor about inspecting them. Who in Equestria outed the caretakers first?" Spitfire asked.

Then a newspaper blew into her face. It's headline read: 


A Town Hero: Anonymous  Pony Strikes Down Orphanage Oppressors. 

After seeing the daily struggles of the fillies and colts while undercover as a fellow caretaker, a mystery pony releases story to press and alerts the Mayor of Ponyville. Mayor does surprise inspection and takes swift action to have all caretakers arrested and brought in for questioning. Orphanage is now under new, kinder, and closely watched management. No news on whether this will affect other orphanages in surrounding towns or further.

"Well, very effective to go undercover. Wish I could have done that, though, I am too easily recognized. I wish I knew who the pony was so I could thank them," Spitfire said.

"I'm sure whoever did it knows you are thankful along with the fillies and colts of that place," Soarin said.

"Don't let find out your the mystery pony," Spitfire said.

"I wish I was, but sorry," Soarin said.

"We go see Wawity now mama?" Rainbow Dash asked.

"Of course Rainbow. That mare will need out support and this news will probably be music to her ears," Spitfire said.

"Yes, and AJ will be more then pleased to know other fillies and colts her little sister's age are gonna be in good hooves now," Soarin said.

The pegasus family soon made their way to Rarity's boutique, unaware of the surprise in store for them.