Dash was just turned into a foal after attempting to perform the Triad Drive solo. The result, is mildly confusing to her foals and sad for Princess Twilight, but cute to everyone reading this. You asked for it.
Dash just became a foal after recklessly trying to create the Triad Drive for a single pony. Now she's living with her idols, Spitfire, Soarin and Fleetfoot, in a way she'd never expected at all.
But confusion aside, will Dash as a foal make Twilight's new mothering duties a hinderance? Or will she begin to show sympathy for Dash and be OK with whatever the heck Dash pulls out?
Only time will tell, time well spent, we all hope.
The warning has come and gone so many times, that I don't need to be an asshole and keep reminding you it.
Enjoy the story!
P.S: If anyone could make some fanart for this picture, I'll love them forever!
Twilight had only had a week to adapt to the fact that Dashie was now a foal, and that she and the foalized Wonderbolt Captains were now her full responsibility. First off, Twilight had to make a rapid teleport to Dash's former house to grab the mothering pills and then teleport back.
Once she was back, she saw that the four foals were bored and so she took them up to her room in the library and laid them on her bed for a few moments as she lit up her horn aura for a spell.
"Sorry, Spike. But they need this space more than you do." Was all she could say before casting the spell on the area around Spike's bed. She shot a laser in the center of the room, turning the bottom half into a foal's nursery, leaving the upper part, namely Twilight's bed, completely unchanged.
"Tanks, Mama." Dash said as she and the three Wonderbolt foals were eyeing down their new area. There was everything a foal needed: A padded floor, a wide variety of toys and blocks. A four way foal carrier, for Twilight to take them out without her.
And the coup de grace, a multitude of cribs one for each of the foals, all connected by the same frame, this time hanging so that Twilight could rock them to sleep when it was that time for them to clock out. The cribs themselves were coloured the colours of the coats and hair colours of the four foals so that Twilight could allocate them to their own cribs easily. And if that wasn't enough of a dead giveaway, Twilight had marked the blankets and pillows with the cutie marks of the foalized pegasi.
"You're welcome, Dashie." Twilight smiled at her work and levitated the four pegasus foals down onto the padded floor and let them run around for a while.
"Hey, Spitfiwe. Check dis out." Dash crawled over to Spike and cracked a grin at the sleeping dragon. Spitfire had caught her attention and was actually a little concerned.
"I don't know about dis Wainbow. Yoo suwe yoo wanna do dis?" She said as Dash was already at work with Spike.
"Oh, wighten up, Spitfiwe, wearn ta have a wittwe fun once in a whiwe." Dash's prank was complicated for most foals to perform, but Dash had a few shreds of her grown-up mind left in her foalish head and her mind was already at work, concocting a big surprise for Spike...
When Spike woke up, he was seeing more white than usual. A strange sensation for him, seeing as he always woke up to the sight of Twilight's ceiling. There was also a smell in his nose, a foul smell which he'd smelt before, but couldn't really piece it together.
"Man, what crawled up here and died?" He asked as his claw reached up to the white thing on his face and began to pull it off. "Twilight, I don't think you used the air fresheners this t-" His face was flustered once he saw what had happened to Twilight's room.
Spike tried to run to Twilight, but he ultimately tripped due to the fact that his legs weren't running straight like they used to. He looked down at his legs and realized he was wearing a diaper. He attempted to get it off, but alas, he didn't know how to, it's as if it was welded onto him, and he ultimately fell over again trying to slide it off.
"Hahahahahaha!!! Now he weawwy IS a baby dwagon!" Rainbow Dash was laughing at her brilliant joke, which to her, had finally been executed for her amusement.
"Wait a second... Is that, Rainbow Dash?" Spike eventually saw the cause of the laughter, a foalized Rainbow Dash was right there, in front of his eyes, and Spike knew for a fact that his eyes were able to see things perfectly. "What happened to you?!"
"It's a wong stowy." Dash said in between a few chuckles and lightly cleared her throat before crawling over to Spike. "And dis time it WEAWWY IS a wong stowy."
"How did this happen? I mean it's not impossible for ponies to revert down to foals but, how did you?" Spike asked, the looks of concern in his eyes.
"She got reckless." Twilight said from the top of the stairs behind him, a sad look on her face. "She attempted a solo Triad Drive, to see if it would be different for one pony." Her head was hung and she shed a tear. "It wasn't, and now look at her! Why me?! Why one of my friends?! Why one of Equestria's strongest lines of defense?!" She was shedding more and more tears as she let the thoughts sink in.
"Twilight, don't worry. I'm sure your new alicorn powers can fix this mess, right?" Spike said in an attempt to try and make her happy, but by the looks of Twilight's face, it wasn't gonna be that easy. "Right?" Spike was now worried, the lengthy silence usually meant it wasn't possible for a reverse spell or potion. "Oh god, no."
"That's right, Spike. Rainbow Dash, The Spirit Of Loyalty, is a foal, and that can never be changed." Twilight said sadly, no more tears falling, just a hung head replacing it.
It was at this time that Spitfire, Soarin and Fleetfoot had heard what Twilight had said, and they were starting to show sympathy for Dash. It was one thing them being foals, but to find out that their mama was the key to defeating Equestria's most notorious entities of darkness, and that she was now a foal again, was a massive shock to them.
They then saw Dash was lightly crying, and flew down to give her some support. They laid their shoulders around her and hugged her tightly, removing some of the tears and downgrading her cry into some sad sniffles.
"Awww, calm down, Mama." Spitfire said, hugging Dash tightly to relieve her of any more of her tears. "Yoo didn't know dis was gonna happen, most ponies nevew know at all."
"But, I dun wook wike a mama anymowe, and dat means , um... uh... I dun even know what it means!!!" Dash started another fit of crying after she had finished talking.
"It doesn't mattew anymowe, Wainbow." Fleetfoot said, as she and Soarin made it a group hug for Dash. "Don't wet the past dwag yoo down, focus on the futuwe now."
"And don't be sad that you'we a foal again." Soarin said with a smile. "We'll be one hundwed pewcent suwe dat you feel wight at home with us."
"Yeah, think about how lucky you are, Rainbow." Twilight said as she was removing Spike's prank diaper. "You're living and growing up with your idols. You're one of the most luckiest foals I've ever seen, it's not everyone who gets to live and grow up with the Wonderbolts."
These words were enough for Dash to come out of her tears and crack a small grin. The reassuring words of Twilight were suddenly very soothing for Dash, and she hung on every word.
"Tank yoo, evewyone." Dash said lightly as Twilight levitated her up to her chest. "I feew a wot bettew tanks to youw wowds and suppowt."
"You'we welcome, Dash." Soarin said as Twilight began to cradle Dash in her arms. "Glad we could help yoo on to youw hooves."
Twilight then heard a rumbling noise coming from Dash's stomach and knew she was hungry. Since she knew Dash could not handle any other food, she knew there was only one way for Dash to survive, by nursing from her. "Dashie, are you hungry?"
"Yes, pwease, Mama." Dash said calmly as Twilight walked up to her bed, levitating Rainbow Dash all the way. Once Dash was set down, Twilight pulled Dash into her teats, making a cocoon for Dash with her legs, giving Dash some nice privacy, and a comforting warmth.
Dash moved in towards Twilight's teats and took one suckle. It tasted something like cinnamon cream and Dash loved it. Eventually, there was no stopping her nursing now. She was happy to drink Twilight's nectar for the rest of her time like this.
Dash was then burped by Twilight, it was a decent sized burp at that, and she began to giggle afterwards, even though she had mere scraps of her regular mind still intact. "Tank yoo, Mama."
"You're welcome, Rainbow Dash." Twilight gave her a tiny kiss on the forehead and flew her down to Spitfire, Soarin and Fleetfoot.
Suddenly, she heard a knock on the door and decided to go investigate. "Alright, kids. Mama's gotta go take this for a second." Twilight addressed to the four foals. "Promise you'll play nice, OK?"
"Otay, Mama." They all said, which was a surprise for Spitfire, Soarin and Fleetfoot, as their original mother was Rainbow Dash. The Age-Regressed mind works in mysterious ways.
"What about me, Twilight?" Spike asked as he was about to follow Twilight down the stairs. "Is there anything I can do while you take that knock?"
Twilight looked at Spike and then at the foals, cracking a smile, she knew what to do now. "Actually, there is, Spike. I need you to keep a close eye on Rainbow, Spitfire, Soarin and Fleetfoot. Just to make sure they don't hurt themselves or to make sure they play fair with one another."
"I don't know, Twilight. I'm not that good with keeping living things around me." He said, recalling back to the time with all of the pets he had to chaperone to the Crystal Empire and back.
"Well, the last time I took you down to the front door, you almost ruined my chance at getting a rare stack of books." Twilight said, giving him a light glare. "And, personally, I think they like you."
"But, Twilight, I..."
"No buts, Spike. I can't just run out into the blue without anyone to protect my foals, and since Owlowiscious doesn't have the brain power to care for foals, I leave them to you and you alone." Twilight explained.
"Oh, fine." Spike sighed in defeat as he turned back towards the foals. "I'll watch out for them."
"Thank you, Spike. And don't worry, I'm sure this will only take at least a minute." Twilight walked down the stairs and left Spike with the four foals, who were looking at him with mischievous eyes.
"Whadda yoo tink, Soawin?" Dash turned to face him. "We've got a minute aftew aww, and his face wiww be pwicewess!"
"What awe yoo suggesting, Wainbow?" Fleetfoot said as she came up next to Soarin in an attempt to defend him and his peaceful side.
"Come on, yoo two. We've only got a minute ow two." Spitfire came up to Dash, as if to back her notion which she identified right off the bat. "Let's have a little... Fun with him." She cracked a mischievous grin."
"Spitfire, yoo wouldn't-"
"She would too, ya bunch of quittews! Whatevew happened ta Wondewbowts Stick Togethew?" Dash got logical on them.
"Yes, but neithew of us awe these so-called Wondewbolts anymore. "Soarin said finally. "So that wule's null and void to us!"
"Come on, Dash. Thy won't listen to us. We can pull off mischief ouwselves." Spitfire said as she wrapped a hoof around Dash and led her over to Spike."
"I guess so." Dash said, once she and her partner began plotting an endless number of foal tricks to drive Spike to the edge. "Now den, What shouwd we do ta him fiwst..."
Dash and Spitfire were giggling gleefully when their latest prank had come to fruition. Spike had been tarred and feathered now. He did not look amused as he watched the two pegasus foals laughing happily.
"Hehe. Wow, I nevew knew how much fun pwanking could be." Spitfire smiled as she and Dash ran off towards another area in the room to spring another prank on Spike.
"Yeah, it's weawwy fun. Bewieve me, I know." Dashie smiled and set up another prank for Spike to fall into.
"Alright then, you two wanna go with me, do ya?" Spike was calling the two mischievous foals out. They had just placed a bucket on top of the door , positioning it so that Spike would get soaked when he opened the door. "I know you two can't keep this up forever."
"We'we hewe!" They called out together, smirking as the door began to open. Spike charged in and then got soaked by Spitfire and Dash's prank. The two foals then exchanged fits of laughter, their bellies pointing upwards to the ceiling as they chuckled.
"Oh, Spike. Yoo look a little wet." Spitfire laughed as a bored-looking Spike pulled the bucket off of his head. "Oh, please dun buwn us, Spike. Please have mewcy on us." She giggled, knowing water could completely render dragon's fire completely worthless.
"It's not funny, you two." Spike said as he threw the bucket into a corner, his wet scales drooping down his head.
"You'we wight. It's hiwawious!!!" Rainbow Dash said as she crawled down to level ground to meet up with Spitfire and the soaked Spike. "At weast ta us it is."
"Well, I tink you'we towtuwing poow Spike hewe." Fleetfoot flew over to the soaked Spike and threw her hooves around him to act as a kind of shield for him. "Don't yoo two tink you've dun enough?"
"Come off it, Fleetfoot." Spitfire attempted to move her out of the way, but saw that the aqua pegasus would not budge. "Will... yoo... just... MOVE?!"
"Noooo!" Fleetfoot's stance was firm, she might have been one year old, but she was going to defend Spike, with all her energy.
"Fleetfoot, I like that you're standing up for me, but I can handle myself." Spike said as he moved away from Fleetfoot.
"But Spike, you look like Dashie and Spitfiwe have sent yoo thwough Tawtawus and back." Fleetfoot said to him with concern in her puppy-dog foal eyes.
"Don't worry, I can handle it." Spike smiled and showed confidence as he carried Fleetfoot over to a nearby playpen where Soarin was playing with a few toys.
He then looked around for Dashie and Spitfire, but then grew concerned when he couldn't find them anywhere. He started to look worried, his pupils shrinking like they usually do in a state of panic. At first, he was worried that the two had flown outside to see what they could see as free foals, then he looked at the windows and saw they were closed.
He sighed, then the foals sprung their move. The two were holding a rope, and were hidden in concealed locations, so Spike couldn't see them. They pulled hard, as Spike began to walk up past the rope, causing him to trip up and fall on his face.
"How unoriginal." Spike sighed as he pulled himself up and watched the foals laughing.
"Siwwy Spike. We'we onwy getting stawted." She smirked and let go of the rope, causing it to disappear into Spitfire's hiding spot and then fly up.
The rope moved around quite wildly above Spike's head, causing many things to ambush Spike. He was hit by a few spring-loaded boxing gloves, each one causing him to stumble backwards. Then, he fell backwards into glue, causing him to shriek in pain as he got back up, running around like a chicken on fire.
"I SHOULD HAVE NEVER APPROVED THAT NEW SECURITY SYSTEM!!!" He screamed as he began falling prey into every one of the foals' devious devices. Finally, after being feathered some more, having a few more diapers being stuck onto him, and stripped of all his dignity, he was finally underneath an anvil on a rope. "Oh crap..."
Fleetfoot and Soarin saw everything and winced in fear as they saw Spike being smashed by the anvil. They flew out and maneuvered towards Spitfire and Dashie, who at this point were completely lost in laughter as they rolled around and giggled at Spike's misery at the top of their voices.
"Now look at wat yoo two did!" Fleetfoot began to scold them, causing them to calm down a little bit and look and the aqua pegasus foal, who clearly had fury in her eyes. "Poow Spike, hewe, let me take yoo away fwom these meanies."
She pulled Spike out of the wreckage and helped him walk over to his bed. Spike, who was really bruised and messed up after that simply flopped down onto his bed and breathed, in slight bursts.
It was at this point that Twilight came in, seeing the result of Spitfire and Dash's prank. She looked surprised at the start, and then a little angry that her room had been damaged.
"What in the name of Discord happened here?!" Twilight yelled to herself, hoping that someone would respond. She then looked at Spike's bed where she saw the feathered, diapered and bruised dragon resting, his breathing very shallow.
"Spike! What happened here?" Twilight cradled the baby dragon in her aura, removing all the feathers and extra diapers from his.
"Please... No... More... Security... Systems..." Spike fainted, causing Twilight to tuck him in for a well-deserved rest.
"Who did this?!" Twilight lined up the four foals and dropped them onto the bed. "Don't make your punishment any harder than it needs to be!"
"Mama! Spitfiwe and Dashie did dis!" Fleetfoot yelled, raising her hooves up and placing all of the blame on the tow of them. "And I know dis because me and Soawin saw all of it!"
"Dat's wight!" Soarin said, allying himself with the voice of mercy and justice that belonged to Fleetfoot. "Dey've been pulling pwanks on poow Spike since yoo left!"
Twilight shot death glares at the two pranksters, causing them to recoil in fear. "Do you think this is funny? You could have killed him!" She began to hurt the foals in their most weakest point; Guilt.
The two foals looked at Spike and then felt concerned. They finally realized, their pranks were hurting Spike, not providing them with amusement.
"Wat have we done, Wainbow?" Spitfire began to shed a tear as she watched the damaged dragon breathe slowly. She turned to Twilight and looked up at her with apologetic eyes.
"We'we sowwy, Mama." The two pegasi sobbed as they looked up at Twilight, begging for forgiveness. "We didn't mean ta huwt Spike, only ta play wid him."
"Well, I'm glad that you two apologized, but I still have to punish you." Twilight pulled the two over to another side of the bed and removed their diapers with her magic. "Forgive me, but it's the laws of being a parent."
She then brought her hoof down on both of their bare flanks with sheer force, causing the two pegasi to yelp in pain. They thought it would only be one spank that they would receive, but they counted 29 more spanks after the first one before they had their diapers re-fitted.
Twilight brought the two foals up to her face and could see that they were sobbing, tears rolling down their cheeks and on to the floor below. She placed some pacifiers into their mouths to calm them down a little, but not enough to stop all of the tears from coming.
"I know it's something unbearable, girls, especially for foals at your age. But it's the law for parents to spank their children if they misbehave." Twilight said to them, in an explanatory, yet, calm tone. "Now I think you two need some time to forget this whole affair."
Twilight levitated Dashie into her crib, and Spitfire into hers. She wrapped the two ponies in some nice snug blankets before laying them down on the cribs and tucking them in. She kissed the two of them and began to sing a lullaby to them both.
Don't you despair, my angels of the air. It's not the time for me to disappear You, just need to sleep tight. Let, me light up your night. Soon, you'll arise, and things will be so nice. As I'll be here to cherish all you do. hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
This lullaby caused the two pegasi to drift off, peacefully. Their movements were completely non-existant as their dreams began to relax them both. Twilight smiled and walked over to Fleetfoot and Soarin, carrying them both up in her aura and taking them downstairs.
She shut the door quietly, so that the two sleeping foals had time to sleep, but not before she carried Spike's bed out with her, so that he wouldn't have to sleep in fear.
"We need to give your sisters time to sleep," Twilight said as she carried the two into the basements of the Golden Oaks Library and over to a nearby door. "So I'm gonna put you two into a special playroom for the time being, until our little devils wake from their sleep. Okay?
"Otay, Mama." Fleetfoot and Soarin smiled as Twilight opened the door.
The foals were completely awestruck with what they saw. There was a multicoloured and completely padded room for them to run around and play in. There were enough toys and blocks in here for it to almost count as a day-care centre. The two foals saw the room was coloured with four different colours. One was white, for Soarin, the other was yellow, for Spitfire, and the two blue ones at each side were no doubt for Dashie and Fleetfoot. And if that wasn't enough of a dead giveaway, the ceilings had also been painted the colours of their hairs, so they could tell.
Before the two could even begin, though. Twilight pulled out some special foalish uniforms for the two of them. They both looked like silver scuba suits without the helmet, metal collar, scuba tanks and flippers. There were some special glittery lines for the collars, cuffs, and down the centre. And there was a special rainbow patch with the words "Foalish Fun Time Club Member ___" on the left side of each costume with each foal's name on the lines.
"You two are now part of the Foalish Fun Time Club!" Twilight smiled as she dressed the two pegasus foals in the silver onesies before setting them down on the floor. "Your mission is to play and pretend, no matter how boring things seem. Are you two up for the task?" Twilight smiled as she asked.
"Yes, Mama!" The two foals exclaimed before they ran off into the multicoloured padded room to play and have fun in. They began to find some stuffed animals to cuddle and play with a few of the toys they could find.
"I also have some costumes for Spitfire and Rainbow Dash, but after seeing what happened today, they're gonna have to earn them." Twilight said as she looked at the remaining two Foalish Fun Time Club suits in the closet. "They're gonna have to really earn my trust back to be part of the club."
Rainbow Dash and Spitfire awoke in their cribs a few hours later, and saw that it almost sundown. They needed to make up to Twilight some way after the heinous act that they pulled on Spike, and they thought they had better do it before the sun sets, so that they had time to join Fleetfoot and Soarin in Twilight's foalroom.
The two of them looked at each other and immediately thought of a brilliant idea at the same time. They climbed out of their cribs and gently dropped onto the padded floor below. Once they were on the floor, they had felt that their flanks were a little heavier than usual. Fearing the worst, they looked at their diapers, and aw that they had messed themselves in their sleep.
They knew that they couldn't change themselves, and that this mess would distract them. They lied down on their sides, feeling quite weak and powerless and whimpered to themselves in foalish language. After a while, their whimpers eventually evolved into fits of crying, and soon, the two pegasi were crying.
They had every right to cry, Twilight wasn't there, they couldn't do anything. And they felt sorry for they had done. Eventually, their cries were lessened once they were lifted into the air by a familiar figure.
Twilight had seen it all, and now felt sorry for leaving Spitfire and Dash all alone, and unable to care for themselves. She merely smiled at the crying foals and laid them down on the changing table, so that they could let it all out.
"Good afternoon, girls." Twilight smiled as she began to change the now calm foals. This notion got Spitfire and Dashie to turn their expressions into happy faces, a sign of relief now that Twilight was starting to care for them.
"Mama, we'we sowwy fow huwting Spike." Dashie said as she and Spitfire were set down onto powdered diapers. By the looks on their faces, they weren't lying. "Pwease dun huwt us again." She said, whimpering at the fact that she recalled that memory.
"I won't hurt you two again, provided you can behave better around him." Twilight said as she finished affixing the ends of the diapers together, to make them snug around the waists of Dashie and Spitfire. "The same applies for your brother and sister."
"We pwomise." Spitfire said, yielding to Twilight's request.
"That's good to hear." Twilight said as she set Spitfire and Dashie down onto the floor once they were done. "And if you're well behaved, there might be a 'surprise' for you two..."
"A suwpwise?!" Dashie looked surprised already. Knowing her foalish self, she couldn't resist surprises. "Wat is it, Mama?"
"Silly filly. If she told you, it wouldn't be a surprise now, would it?" Said Pinkie Pie, as she appeared from right behind Twilight. Looking down at Dashie, she look flabbergasted once she came to the realization. "Wait, Dashie? What happened to you?"
"Twust me, Pinkie. It's a wong and bowing stowy." Dash smiled as she was lifted up by Pinkie. "You wouwdn't be abwe ta pay attention."
"Oh, OK." Pinkie said as she turned to face Twilight, who took back Dashie and placed her back with Spitfire.
"What are you here for, Pinkie?" Twilight asked Pinkie once Spitfire and Dashie were back together again.
"Oh, nothing much. I was just looking for Rainbow Dash before I came here today." Pinkie said, looking calm and collected now. "However, it turns out my search is at an end, and that sweet little Dashie is a foal again."
"And you'we fine wid dis, Pinkie?" Dashie asked Pinkie as she looked up at the pink mare with a little concern showing on her face.
"Oh sure." Pinkie said, with an odd smile starting to show. It was a smile that Dash had never seen on Pinkie before. A smile of acceptance. "I've seen many ponies who got turned into foals recently. There was Roseluck, Derpy, Octavia..."
"Is she always like dis, Mama?" Spitfire tugged at Twilight's tail to grab her attention.
"Huh?" She turned to face Spitfire. "Oh, yeah. This is usually Pinkie being Pinkie. Nothing to worry about." Twilight then grew a smile as she lifted Spitfire up onto her back. "It's also pretty funny once you get to know her."
"...And I think the most recent case of foaldom was Babs Seed. I saw a LOT of things in Manehatten." Pinkie finally took in a big gasp of air after she had stopped. "Well, it was nice to see you again, Twilight. You too, Dashie."
"You're going already?" Twilight looked a little down that Pinkie was about to exit the library so soon.
"Yeah, I've got a LOT of work to do, both for the Cakes and for my own career." Pinkie said as she went down the stairs towards the door. "See you soon, Twilight!" She darted out the door gleefully.
"Alright, girls. I'll leave you alone for now." Twilight said as she sat the two of them down at a drawing table. "Hopefully you can find some way to apologize to Spike before I come back." Then she went down the stairs.
Dashie and Spitfire looked down upon the table and immediately saw the paper canvases they could colour on. They were complimented by an arrangement of every colour a foal could ask for in one box.
At first, they were going to let their imaginations run wild, but that changed when Spitfire noticed Dashie was drawing something other than a picture, and more of an apology.
"Now's da time." Dashie said as she calmly and slowly crafted an apology picture for Spike. She made sure not to mess up her drawing by moving quite slowly, so that she was pinpoint accurate with what she was going to do.
"Yoo making an apology fow Spike?" Spitfire looked closer at the picture, and saw that it looked very apologetic.
"Yeah." Dashie decided to accept the fact that she didn't like being a prankster anymore. "I dun know about yoo, but I dun wanna be punished by Mama again." Dashie looked a little downhearted as she continued with her picture. "I just wanted ta have a wittwe fun wid him, not mowtawwy wound him."
"Yoo know wat? You'we wight, Dashie." Spitfire shot a smile for Dashie and began to draw another picture, that was similar to Dashie's. "Dis'll get us back on Mama's good side..."
"Hehe, mission accomplished!" Fleetfoot said as she and Soarin looked back at their foalroom once Twilight picked them up and began to take them out of it.
"Good work, you two." Twilight complimented on the two pegasus foals as she took them back up out of the basement and up to the room again. "Let's get you something to eat before bed."
Twilight shut the door behind her, then locked the front door and turned the library's new sign to "Closed for the night, come back tomorrow." before heading back up to her room with the foals clinging onto her neck for support.
Once Twilight made it back into her bedroom, she saw Spitfire and Dashie were carrying pieces of paper in their mouths and were crawling over to Spike, who looked a little better now.
"We'we sowwy, Spike." Spitfire said as she gave Spike her picture and waited for him to pick it up. Yet it was quite hard for him, as his hand was still a little numb from the impact of that anvil. "I hope yoo can fowgive us."
"It's OK, girls." Spike said, still in pain from his injuries. "I've been through worse. I'm glad you've apologized for it."
"I just hope Mama fowgives us." Dashie said to herself before looking behind her. She had noticed Twilight had seen everything, and was now looking at the foals and their apology pictures with a smile.
"I already have." She smiled and picked the two of them up so that they could see Fleetfoot and Soarin again, who were now looking at Dashie and Spitfire with smiles as well. "I'm so glad you apologized to Spike."
"Weawwy?" Dashie asked once she and Twilight exchanged glances.
"Really. In fact, I think you two deserve a reward for your apologies." Twilight downed two of the yellow pills she had acquired from Dashie's house and then laid herself down on her side. She revealed her teats and pulled Rainbow Dash into them, so that she could drink from Twilight's heavenly breast milk
Once she was done nursing Dashie, Twilight took the special milk that Zecora made, warmed it up with a little spell and then poured the contents into three bottles. Once she reapplied the nipples of the bottles, she gave them to Spitfire, Soarin and Fleetfoot, so they could drink their fill.
Twilight burped Dashie whilst the three Wonderbolt foals drank, electing a laugh once Dashie burped in her face. She then tickled Dashie, causing her to laugh hysterically. This kept going until the Wonderbolt foals finished their drinks.
Once Spitfire, Soarin and Fleetfoot finished, they too were burped by Twilight, however, instead of being tickled, they all had raspberries blown onto them, causing them to squeal with laughter as the ticklish vibrations from the raspberries spread around their bellies.
Once the four of them had calmed down, Twilight carried them into their cribs, tucked them in, gave them their pacifiers and sang them another lullaby, this one more soothing than the last.
Sleep tight, my sweethearts. Let all those fears and tears depart.
Goodnight, Luna will guide you tonight. You'll see soon even if not now, that she's a dreamer's delight.
The sun has set nooooooow. For me to sing soooooounds.
Of your slumber, nothing hinders A sleeping foal's mind, the dreams are alllllways so kind.
It's time for this day to part. When I wake you, a brand new day will start.
For you and for everyone. But for now the things in this day are done.
Reeeeeest yourseeeeeeeeelves. Nothing scares you when you're restful.
Then, the next day, we'll sing: What will it briiiiiiiing?
This song was very relaxing for the foals, and they failed to resist how soothing the lyrics and tone was. They fell asleep and were now snoring cutely, letting Luna carry themselves off into their dreams.
"Sleep tight, everyone." Twilight kissed each of the sleeping foals on their foreheads, doing it very gently, so as not to wake them up again. Then she moved over to Spike and saw he was asleep as well. "Aaw, goodnight, Spike." She said, kissing him in a part that wasn't damaged.
Twilight then flew up to her bed, snuggled into the star-lined blankets, laid her head onto the fluffy pillow and was lost in her dreams as well. Soon, all was quiet in the Golden Oaks Library, and this would no doubt remain this way, until tomorrow.