Spike is slowly being possesed by some strange foal stuff, and Twilight has to find way to stop the curse before Spike loses his mind.
This story takes place after the events of: "The Ticket Master."
Twilight and Spike are new to Ponyville and are getting settled in. As Twilight helps her new friends and Spike tries to get golden oaks organized for business. He notices that a strange pacifer and foal bonnet keep appearing out of nowhere, and he slowly starts to use the strange foal items and even starts acting like a baby. Twilight notices his strange behavior and has to find a way to remove the curse from these items, and prevent Spike from becoming an actual, "baby dragon."
Spike woke up one morning, lazily gazing at the ceiling as he let out a dreary sigh. i'm going to be organizing Twilight’s entire library. He fiddled around with his claws as he felt the time fly by, before finally propping himself up to get a good look at the golden ticket on the nearby desk. Though, I'm sort of happy that she and Celestia were able to get me a ticket. I would be pretty bummed being left behind. Then he turned to his side, feeling something on his head rustle around. “What the heck?” But it just came out as infantile gurgles
As he tried to speak normally, he felt something rubbery bouncing in his mouth. He quickly spat out a blue rubber pacifier, leaping into the air and letting out a yelp; one that was loud enough to wake Twilight up. She turned towards him, ripping off a pink foal bonnet.
“Spike! What’s wrong?” She asked as Spike took some deep breaths.
Spike eventually calmed down and looked down at the bonnet and pacifier on the ground. He stared up at her and crossed his arms. “Very funny, Twilight...”
Twilight eyed up the pink bonnet and blue pacifier thrown on the floor and said, “It wasn’t me. I swear.”
“Uh huh. Sure.” He crossed his arms and turned his back to her. He looked out the window and saw the sunlight breaking through the window. “Well, I better go get breakfast ready.”
“I’d better get up too.” Twilight let out a small yawn and rubbed her eyes. “Applejack still need helps with the applebucking. This season’s been one of her best on record, and she’s gonna need all the help she can get.”
Spike walked down stairs and went to the kitchen. After putting on his pink apron, he put the stove on and started cooking some eggs, when he heard a squeaking noise. He turned, but there was nothing there.
“What was that?” He asked himself, then shrugged it off and went back to cooking.
“Hey, Spike.” He knew that voice. He looked back and saw Twilight coming in.
“Hey, Twilight.” He waved at her. “Breakfast is almost ready.”
Twilight nodded and sat down. Spike then came over to her with a plate full of eggs and toast.
“Looks delicious.” Twilight licked her lips at the sight of the food. “Thank you, Spike.
“No problem.” Spike took his plate of food and laid it out on the other side of the table. Then as he settled, he asked, “Twilight? Yesterday when you disguised us as a mom and her baby, where did you get that stuff?”
Twilight paused for a moment. “Uh... it was some old stuff I got from my grandma. She gave me the weirdest gifts when I was a foal. I even got this outrageously poofy dress.” She held it up before her and Spike. “But I guess it was lucky that I had that stuff with me.”
Spike smirked. “Yeah. Good thing you did or we would’ve been mobbed by everypony in Ponyville.”
Twilight chuckled. “Yeah. Strange how everypony calmed down only after I sent the tickets back to Celestia. That Grand Galloping Galla must be something with everypony freaking out over it.”
Spike shrugged with a sheepish smile. “Eh, who would want to go to that girly party? I’d rather just stay here and get my chores done.”
Silence washed over the two of them as they ate their breakfast. Not a single word was said afterwards, as they were too lost in the benevolently delicious breakfast that Spike had prepared for the both of them.
“Well, I’d better get going.” Twilight finished and put her knife and fork on the plate, before levitating it into the sink. “I don’t want Applejack applebucking by herself.”
Spike jumped off of his chair. “Alright. Well, unless you want me eating all of them, I’d better just stay here. I’ll try to organize the rest of the library and clean this place up.”
Twilight smiled. “Thanks, Spike. I really appreciate your help. It’s been hard for me to reorganize the library myself since committing to learning about friendship.”
Spike scoffed and waved a claw. “No problem. And don’t worry about the dishes. I got those too.” He gathered his own up and quickly placed them in the sink.
Twilight came up and ruffled his spines. “Thanks again, Spike. I’ll see you at lunch.”
“No problem, Twilight.” Spike watched her leave the house and trot off towards Sweet Apple Acres. He was just about to pour the water into the sink when he heard the squeak again. “What was that?”
Then he looked on the ground and spotted the pink bonnet and blue pacifier from earlier on the ground. He eyed them and whispered, “What are you doing here?”
He then picked the pink bonnet on the ground and was suddenly compelled to wear it. He gulped as he took it and tied it around his head. Then he took the blue pacifier and he tried to fight the urge to put in his mouth. But a strange aura pervaded off of the soother and curled around his arm, forcing it to shove it into his mouth.
What’s going on? He thought as the pacifier bounced in his mouth. Why am I suckling this and kind of liking it!?
He suckled the pacifer as he saw the foal carriage enter the kitchen. He tilted his head and lisped, “Wha ya doing? Are yoo enchanted or somthin?”
Then something in his mind whispered aww is the little baby tired? He should come in and take a nap.
Spike suddenly felt drowsy and looked at the carriage again, with more of a longing for it. He hobbled over to the carriage and crawled in, before a pink foal blanket rose over him and covered him up as some feminine voice whispered in his mind, that’s right now get some sleep baby.
Spike closed his eyes snuggling deep under the covers, suckling his pacifer as he drifted off into a deep sleep.
Wow... That was so relaxing. Spike rubbed his eyes and stretched his arms up into the air. How long was I out?
He turned to a clock and gasped, “It’s twelve! Twilight’s going to be back for lunch any second!”
He then burst from the foal blankets, threw the pink bonnet into the foal carriage, and pushed it down the hall into a closet. “There. Now I have to get lunch ready!” He dashed back to the kitchen as fast as his stumpy little legs as fast as he could and started fixing up some sandwiches as Twilight came back with her fur full of sweat and her breathing heavy.
She trotted into the kitchen to find Spike hastily preparing a couple of sandwiches. “Oh. Thanks, Spike. I really could use some lunch.” And she headed over to the table.
Spike nodded and sat down, sprinkling some gems on his food. ”Yeah. No problem, Twilight. How’s the applebucking going?”
Twilight shrugged. “It’s doing okay. I actually tried applebucking like how Applejack does it without magic but it’s way harder than it looks.” She took a few bites of her sandwich. “Everything okay with you?”
”Yeah, everything’s fine. Trust me,” lied Spike.
Twilight nodded. ”Okay, well I’ll be heading back to Sweet Apple Acres to finish up. You can come if you want.”
Spike shook his head. “Oh! Uh, no” I’m fine. I'm still, uh... in the middle of organizing your library.“
Twilight gave him a loving smile. “Well, don't work yourself too hard. “
“Maybe I should be saying the same to you…” He jabbed a finger at her drooping eyelids. “Sounds like you could use a nap.”
Twilight laughed. “Good one, Spike.”
She then got up and walked off as Spike gathered up their dishes and went to the sink. “Spike. Don’t worry about organizing all by yourself,” she said. “When I get back from Applejack’s, I'll help you out.”
Spike waved her off. “Sure thing.”
When the door closed, he gave a huge sigh of relief. Then whispered to himself, “Alright. Let's get these dishes clean and start organizing the books. Don’t think about the carriage, pacifier, or the bonnet. Just focus on getting the chores done.”
That night, Spike was tossing and turning in his sleep as he whimpered and cooed. All the while listening to the reverberations of the mother’s voice again. No matter how much he tried to shake it off, nothing would get the voice out of his head.
Spike woke up angrily, mentally growling. What are you doing? I’m not a baby!
The thing spoke again in the same cheery voice, Is little baby Spike trying to prove he's a big dragon? How about you go downstairs and show me what a big dragon you are.
Spike shouted in his mind, Fine! But when I do, you’d better stop annoying me!
Spike slowly got up from his basket as he tiptoed out of Twilight’s room and headed downstairs to the closet, where he opened it slowly. Inside, he saw the foal carriage standing there in its’ full glory.
“I must be dreaming. It’s just a stupid foal carriage...” Spike grumbled to himself.
Then he saw something on the ground beside it. It was the blue pacifier. He picked it up and studied it, and before he knew it, he plopped the rubber bulb into his mouth, suckling contently as the strange voice spoke again. There, you see? Your paci makes everything better. Now, baby needs a few more things.
He then looked inside the carriage and found his bonnet and placed it over his head turning it around him feeling it’s soft cloth on his head making him giggle a little. He then crawled right into the carriage as he done before and snuggled under the pink foal blanket as the voice whispered, “there baby is comfy, but let’s get baby back to his little basket. Tomorrow Twilight is going to need to see how young and cute you really are.” Spike gave out a gurgle as he his eyes struggled to stay open and his head resting in the back. He barely noticed the carriage moving and fell into another deep sleep.
Twilight was sound asleep when she woke up to strange sukling noises. The mare slowly got up, looking down towards the end of her bed and groggily asked. “Spike what is that?” She only got more suckling in response. Curious, Twilight lifted the covers with her magic while thinking to herself. “Hopefully, Spike is just sleep talking or something,”She slowly crawled out of bed and trotted up to Spike’s basket. She saw him snuggled deep underneath his blanket with that pink bonnet, suckling a large blue pacifer. Twilight blinked, rubbing her eyes in disbelief. “Am I dreaming? Is that what I think it is?” Then she looked down at the baby dragon with surprise and commented. “I...I can’t believe it...Spike?”
The little dragon slowly opened his eyes and garbled. “Wha...what is it?”
Twilight gulped as she whispered. “Um, Spike..you’re um…you know...”
Spike’s eyes looked down at the pacifier and he quickly spat it out and shouted. ”Again?! Really, Twilight?! Why would you do this to me?! What did I ever do to you?!”
Twilight rolled her eyes at the accusation. “Seriously? He actually thinks I would put foal stuff on him? Why the hay would I do that?” And in a irritated tone she grumbled. “It wasn't me, Spike. Now tell me, is something going on that you need to talk about? Are you having bed wetting problems or something?”
Spike tossed the bonnet to the side in shock and shouted. “No, of course not! I’m perfectly fine! It’s just that somepony thinks it’s funny to play pranks like this on me.”
Twilight turned to the library door, seeing it closed. And then she shifted her gaze to the window and mumbled. “It doesn't look like anypony broke in, Spike.”
Spike got up, crossing his foreclaws. “I'm not lying. I didn't put that stuff on, I swear.”
Twilight sighed, turning to the discarded bonnet and pacifier. “Spike, the only ponies here are you and I, and I know I didn’t put either of those things on you. Now…” She was interrupted, as she sniffed the air, gagging at the odor. “Is...is that urine?”
Spike, in surprise, sniffed the air too, and he held his breath. “Oh no, did...did I actually wet the bed?!” He thought to himself.
Twilight went over to Spike’s basket, feeling that the sheets underneath were damp. “Spike? Di..did you seriously just wet the bed and lie to me about it?”
Spike backed up, blushing as he stammered. “Wh...wha...what? No! I...I...” But then he took a look down at the blankets as well, seeing that they were clearly soaked and reeked of urine. “Bu...but... how?! Why?! I never wet the bed, not even once!” The little dragon whimpered. “Twilight, I...I haven't wet the bed in years. I can’t remember doing it once since you potty trained me. I mean….”
Twilight turned to Spike, feeling his head and looking him all over. “Spike,” She said, trying to sound calm. “I think I’m going to need to examine you with some spells. Just to be sure nothing is wrong. Okay?”
Spike nodded, tearing up a little, as he wiped his face with a claw. “Yeah, okay, Twilight.” The mare gently took him by took him by the claw, and the two walked down the steps together.
For the rest of the morning Twilight was in the middle of the library, probing Spike, with tendrils of magic wrapped around him, as he stood there weary and droopy eyed. Twilight sighed, as her horn dimmed. The tendrils faded and she smacked her lips as she yawned. “No curses, no strange spells, and I don’t think it’s a medical condition.”
Spike yawned too as he nervously mumbled. “What if it has to deal with Nightmare Moon? I mean she could’ve cast a spell on me or something, didn’t Applejack mention something about a shadow pony?”
Twilight looked down to see another puddle of urine forming at the bottom of Spike’s claws. She just sighed, trying not to look too upset. “I don’t know about that, Spike, but clearly we need to do something about your problem. And I think you know what that something involves.”
Spike eyed Twilight, then looked down at his feet, gasping in horror! “Twilight! I...I…” She was giving him a worried look, so he quickly shook his head and stomped his feet and shouted. “No way! You’re not making me wear a diaper! I don’t need those stupid things, I am NOT a baby!”
Twilight went up to the little dragon and carefully explained to him. “It’s going to be only for a day, just so I don’t have to keep cleaning the floors. I’ll make sure nopony comes into the library, nopony will ever know besides myself.”
Spike, with tears forming in his eyes, whimpered as he pleaded. “Please, Twilight, don’t make me wear diapers. I’ll use the bathroom like a big dragon, I promise. I’m sure this is just because I drank too much water before bed.”
Twilight brushed Spike’s spines. “Listen, if I’m going to figure out what’s going on, I can’t be cleaning up after you all day,” She said to him. “I used to change your diapers when you were a hatchling, it’ll be no trouble to do it again.”
Spike groaned as he looked at the ground and thought about it. “I can’t be caught wearing a diaper, I just can’t! Twilight and I just moved here, everypony will think I'm just a stupid hatchling or something!” He gulped as he internally moaned. “If Rarity finds out, she’ll treat me like a baby forever! What’s going on with me?! I feel like I know…But whatever it is, Twilight will figure it out, I'm sure of it…” He gave a long sigh, before he grumbled. “Alright, Twilight, I’ll wear a diaper. Just this once, but don’t expect me to actually use it.”
Twilight just lit up her horn as a package of diapers and some wipes appeared, and she started wiping Spike, with him blushing. Then she took out a diaper with little gems decorating the outside of it. “Luckily, I found some of your old diapers from your hatchling years buried among the stuff we brought.”
Spike eyed them in surprised and shouted in embarrassment. “Twilight, why did you keep those?! Heck, why bring them all the way to Ponyville?! I’m not some stupid hatchling anymore!”
Twilight shrugged as she unfolded the diaper with her magic. “I just found them among your comic books and gem collection. Guess it's a good thing we kept them.” She laid him down with the little dragon still pouting, as she placed his rump and taped it slowly up. Slipping his tail through the hole in the back.
Spike grumbled a little, but he was so tired he just plopped down on the ground. Twilight scooped him up into her magic, and drifted him upstairs towards her bed. She placed him underneath the covers as he whimpered and whispered. “I'm so sorry for…”
Twilight planted a kiss on his forehead, effectively silencing him. “It’s fine, you get some sleep. I’ll clean up and hopefully find out what’s causing all this,” Spike nodded and slowly started to nod off to sleep, as Twilight sighed, staring at him. “Hopefully, whatever it is, it's not too late to undo it.”
Twilight went back downstairs and started mopping up the floors while grumbling to herself. “I didn’t think I would have to do this again with Spike. Once I potty trained him, he never once had this problem, why would he start having it now?” Once done with the mopping, she turned towards some open books on her table and looked them over. “I feel like I kind of know what’s going on with Spike, but what is the cause of all this?” She then heard a thought go into her head. “What if it’s something psychological? She paused, tapping a hoof to her chin. “Spike has always seen me like a big sister. What if he wants something more, like a mom? Could that be why he might be subconsciously doing this without knowing it?” She paused, blushing as she thought to herself. “That sounds right for some reason, but...I don't know. Maybe I should see Nurse Redheart. I’ve heard that she’s one of the best care ponies in Ponyville. I’m sure she will have some advice on what’s going on, even if Ponyville’s never seen a dragon before. Probably better to consult her before I write to Princess Celestia, that way I can save Spike’s dignity, hopefully.”
Twilight then turned her attention to upstairs and sighed, as Spike came back down with his diaper crinkling, which made her turn as she smiled. “Hey, Spike, you feeling okay?”
Spike was rubbing his eyes as he mumbled. “I just used the bathroom all by myself if that’s what you want to know,” Twilight still ran up to meet him and checked his diaper, feeling it was dry. Spike proudly boasted. “See? I’m fine! I probably just had too much to drink last night and now it’s all out of my system.”
Twilight looked up at the baby dragon and sighed. “Alright, Spike, that could be the case. But we should keep the diaper on for today, just in case.“
Spike crossed his claws again and replied angrily. “That’s it, I swear! It was a one time thing, Twilight! I promise that by tonight, I'll be just fine.”
Twilight looked Spike all over and then she continued in a soft tone. “Spike, I believe you. But to be on the safe side, I'm still going to see a pony named Nurse Redheart and see if she knows anything about bedwetting. In the meantime, please keep your diaper on, I don’t want to have to clean up any more messes.”
Spie rolled his eyes and grumbled. “Alright, if you say so.” Twilight stroked his spines and cooed. “It’ll be fine, Spike, this won't take long,” He only gave a humpf, as she turned to the floor and shrieked. “Wait, I should make you breakfast!”
But Spike rolled his eyes and protested. “I’ll be fine! I can make my own breakfast, Twilight. I’ve been doing it for years you know.” He then waddled off, grumbling about his diaper with a burst of crinkling with each step. Twilight stood aside, blushing as she thought. “I can’t believe how cuteSpike looks in diapers. It brings back fond memories of his hatchling years.”
As Twilight left the library, Spike poured himself some gems in a bowl. He then got some milk and poured it into the bowl, grumbling as he wobbled a little making the diaper crinkle. “Stupid diaper! You're going to ruin everything, you know that?” He had to raise his tail to keep from falling over as he poured the gems. Then he sat down with another crinkle from his padding, and munched on his breakfast for awhile as he mumbled to himself. “What's going on with me? I mean, maybe drinking too much explains the bedwetting. But what about the pacifier and baby bonnet? Why did I even wear that stupid foal stuff?” Then he heard a voice. “It's okay, cutie, don’t worry about that. Just eat up so you can be a big dragon one day.”
Spike jumped up in fright, and looked around the kitchen frantically as he stammered! “W-who’s there? W-who said that?” He turned to the kitchen cabinets as the voice cooed. “How about you play with the pots and pans? I'm sure you would love that.”
Spike nodded, as the idea seemed reasonable. “That does sound like fun.” He thought, and got off from his chair and slowly waddled to the cabinet with his arms at his sides, making his waddles more obvious. His diaper crinkled even more. But as he reached for the handle, Spike shook his head and shouted at himself. “No! Stop! What am I doing?!” I remember now, this is what led to that stupid baby carriage!” He toddled as fast as he could to the closet opening it and taking it out. He quickly waddled upstairs, grabbed the pacifier and bonnet, and threw them inside the carriage and pushed it out the door! He scanned the front of the library, seeing he was alone. “Alright, I bet if I burn this, that'll end whatever is happening to me.” He thought, and took a deep breath. But his mind was invaded with a thought. “Oh, stop it, Spikey Wikey, baby dragons can't breathe fire.”
Spike blew as much as he could, but only puffed out a cloud of smoke, gasping in horror! “My fire breath, it's gone?!” “Oh silly Spikey,” The voice taunted. “You never could breathe fire, you're just a baby dragon.”
Spike whimpered, trying to send out flames, but only puffs of smoke came out and he whined. “Bu..but I'm not a baby!” He then heard a hiss and saw his diaper growing yellow, the gems on the front disappearing. Then the voice cooed. “See, you are just a baby. A little baby who peed his diaper. Now how about you push me back inside like a good baby, you never really wanted to be rid of me, now did you?” Spike nodded and pushed the carriage back into the Golden Oak Library. He placed it back in the closet, then he heard a coo in his mind. “Now go play, cutie. Twilight will change you when she gets back. She said it would be no trouble.”
Spike nodded and waddled over to the kitchen. He started pulling out pots and pans, and started to bang them on the ground, giggling at the sounds. He squealed! “This is so much fun! They make silly sounds!” He took a spoon and a pot, and started to bang them together, marching about in his diaper without a care.
Twilight was waiting patiently in the waiting room of Ponyville General Hospital. The place was quiet for the time being, with only the receptionist at the desk. “Twilight Sparkle. Nurse Redheart will see you now.”The receptionist announced a short time later.
Twilight got up, quickly went down the halls, and soon came upon Nurse Redheart’s office. She slowly entered, seeing the white coated earth pony mare charting something down. She turned to Twilight and smiled. “Hello, you must be Twilight Sparkle. I heard all about how you saved us from Nightmare Moon. The whole town owes you a great debt of thanks.”
Twilight blushed as she shook the nurse’s hoof. “Oh, well, I can't take all the credit. I wouldn’t have been able to defeat her without the help of my friends.”
Redheart giggled. “So modest of you, but I’m guessing you’re here on a medical problem?”
Twilight nodded as she sat down in a comfy chair. “Well, it’s not me. It actually has to deal with Spike, my baby dragon.”
Redheart blushed and explained. ”Oh. Well I should tell you, I'm not very familiar with dragon anatomy.”
Twilight sighed, and shook her head and explained. “No, it’s not physical as far as I can tell. I think it's something else…”
The nurse sat by her and whispered sweetly. “So, tell me what’s wrong.”
Twilight continued. “Well, Spike is young, relatively speaking. But he’s fully toilet trained and old enough to care for himself. But last night he wet the bed, something he’s never bone before.”
Redheart nodded and asked. ”I see, is there anything else?”
Twilight looked up and continued with a mournful look. “Not just that, he also was suckling a foal’s pacifier and wearing a baby bonnet. I probed him with spells for hours and they found nothing, no curses or medical conditions that could be detected,” Nurse Redheart sighed as Twilight asked with worry in her voice. “What is it? Is he sick or something?”
Redheart shook her head. “No, I think he’s perfectly fine.”
“Fine?! You’re saying that he's fine?! I just told you he hasn't wet the bed once until last night!” Twilight shouted back.
Nurse Redheart paused with a wide eyed expression, before explaining. “Look, even school colts and fillies wet the bed at times. Sometimes it is from drinking too much before bed, or they get scared from a nightmare. It could also be something psychological, I’ve had cases where that’s the case, especially among younger patients.”
“Maybe, but it just doesn't make sense,” Twilight remarked, scratching her forehead with a hoof. “Spike is well taken care of and loves being in Ponyville.”
Redheart offered a hoof to Twilight. “I've seen this before. When colts or fillies move, even if on the surface they seem okay with it, they may feel uncertain and scared. Thus, they may act differently and even cling to things that make them feel comfortable. Maybe you should play along and be his mom for awhile, read to him and tuck him in at night, but also have him explore and hang out with your new friends. I’m sure that if you do that, in a day or two he’ll probably go back to being a normal baby dragon.”
Twilight looked up and asked with hopeful eyes. “You think so? I mean have you dealt with something like this before?”
“A few times,” Redheart replied to Twilight. “I can’t say names, but some colts and fillies here had a hard time adjusting to moving here years ago. I gave their parents the same advice, and now they're pretty much normal.”
Twilight groaned and mumbled. “Alright, I'll try to be motherly to Spike. But if that's the case, I may need more diapers, especially if he’s gonna use them a lot.”
Redheart blushed and replied. “Well, you'll probably need more than that, Twilight. You should get some things he liked from his hatchling years.”
“That might work,” Twilight considered, before she asked with concern. “But..what if he stays like this for more than a few days? What do I do then?”
Redheart came up to her with a small smile and continued. “Well, if that's the case, we could have him examined and see if there's something else going on.”
Twilight got up and took out a hoof to offer to Redheart. “Right, well thank you for everything.” Redheart shook it and replied back. “You’re welcome. If anything else happens, please let me know.”
Twilight gave the nurse a nod before stepping out of the office with an unsure look on her face, “Hopefully, what Nurse Redheart said is true. I mean how am I to juggle my friendship studies, and care for Spike at the same time?”
Spike was sitting in the middle of the kitchen, giggling and banging pots with a giant wooden spoon, gurgling about. Pans and pots were scattered all over the floor. His tummy grumbled, and he dropped the spoon and pot, and looked up at his abandoned bowl of gems. Like a curious baby, he crawled up the side of his chair with his diaper swaying back and forth, and peered over his bowl, shoving a claw in. He grabbed a handful of gems, shoving them in his mouth. The baby dragon started munching on the jewels, which sent pieces of gem flying all over the kitchen. He chewed on his snack for a while, then plopped onto his chair in his sodden diaper, giggling at the squishing sounds. And he kept bouncing up and down, giggling and gurgling like an excited baby. He then heard a familiar voice call out. “Spike, I'm back!”
Spike’s mind came back as he looked down, shaking his head at the mess he had made. “Oh no! What in Equestria am I going to do?!”He quickly jumped down and started throwing the pots back into the cabinet from which he’d found them. “Oh, Twilight, I'm uh...a bit busy!”
Twilight came into the kitchen, her back laden with shopping bags as she replied. “Oh don’t worry about that…” But then she trailed off and stared at the mess with her mouth agape! “Spike! What in Equestria happened?!”
Spike gulped, turning towards Twilight. Hm whimpered as he babbled. “I...I…” Then out of nowhere he started bawling like a foal.
Twilight instantly rushed to Spike, hugging him close to her chest. “There there, it's alright.”
Spike nuzzled Twilight close and whined. “I’m sorry, Twilight, I don’t know what’s happening.”
Twilight just let him lay his head against her chest and she cooed. “It’s alright, you're not in trouble, I’ll clean this up later. How about I change that soggy diaper of yours, then we’ll go and take a nap, okay?”
Spike put on a dreamy smile with a stray thought going through his head. “That’s right, sweetie, listen to Twily.”He then mumbled to Twilight. “That sounds good, Mommy.”
As the baby dragon snuggled deep into Twilight’s lap, she looked down at him and thought to herself. “Okay, Redheart, I’ll follow your advice for now. But he better snap out of this soon. I am NOT changing dirty diapers again!”
It was only a few moments after calming Spike down, Twilight was already grumbling as she preceded to change the baby dragon’s sagging diaper. “I can’t believe I'm actually changing Spike’s diapers again! I haven’t done that in years.”Twilight thought, while slowly peeling the tabs from the plastic front. When she finished, the diaper plopped open and the scent of urine hit her like a brick wall, making the mare gag.
Spike put his claws over his eyes in disbelief and groaned. “Oh, I’m so sorry, Twilight. I would change the diaper myself if I could.”
Twilight sighed, and just pulled out foal wipes as she started cleaning his nether regions. “I don’t want Spike to start feeling bad. It could make his regression worse, and no way do I want to make it permanent!” She thought, so she just gave a loving smile and cooed in a motherly tone. “Spike, don’t worry about it, okay? Until you feel better, I’m going to take care of you.” Soon, she’d finished wiping Spike down to the best of her ability. She then lifted a bottle of foal powder and poured it all over Spike, making him giggle and kick. “Stop it, that tickles!”
Twilight just grumbled and proceeded to rub the powder over his bottom, all the while she mumbled in an irritated tone. “Sorry, needed to be sure you’re protected from rashes.”
Spike groaned, even as he thought. “Twilight has a point, I don’t want to know what diaper rash feels like.”“Thanks for reminding me.” He mumbled, just loudly enough for Twilight to overhear.
Twilight then took a diaper from a fresh package and used her magic to adjust it, as she told Spike. “Alright, lift your bottom for me, please.”
Spike reluctantly raised his tush and tail, allowing Twilight to slide the foalish undergarment under his rump. Spike eyed the diaper, seeing that it was thicker and bigger then his sodden one, which made him ask. “Wait, I thought you were going to use the old diapers from my hatchling days?”
Twilight was busy folding the diaper over Spike’s stomach and taping it snug around his belly as she explained. “Well, those diapers were a bit small on you, these ones are designed for older foals with bedwetting problems, and should be more comfortable. They even have the gems printed on them like your old diapers.”
Spike looked back down at his new diaper and gave a long sigh, giving a few kicks and sending clouds of powder out from the leg holes. He was still angry about wearing such a foalish garment.“I shouldn’t be in diapers, I've been potty trained for over six years,” He thought to himself. But then a strange thought entered his mind. “What are you talking about? You need to be in diapers. They protect you from booboos, and the floor from your accidents.”
Spike paused for a second and looked back at his diaper, giving it a few pokes as he considered. “Yeah, that’s true. I mean, I did wet myself three times already today. Maybe I should stay in diapers for a bit longer, just until this stops happening all the time.” Spike sighed. He then looked back at Twilight and whispered. “Thanks for the diaper change, Mama.”
Spike flinched upon saying that word, and Twilight blushed, unsure of what to say. She ultimately opted to just pick him up in her hooves, and plopped his padded rump onto her back. “Alright, I think it's time for a nap, you look exhausted.” She cooed.
Spike just nodded slowly, still embarrassed at having called Twilight “Mama”. As Twilight was carrying Spike up the steps she could hear him whimper. “Sorry, Twilight, I don’t know what’s going on.”
Twilight paused. She found herself feeling guilty for not caring as much as she should about Spike, and so she cooed in a sweet tone. “It's alright, Spike, don’t worry about anything, okay? I’m sure this situation will resolve itself before long, and we’ll get through it together.” She went back to looking up at her ceiling, thinking back to Spike’s days as a hatchling. “It’s like I just stepped into a time machine and went back a few years to when Spike was still in potty training. Those were the days,”Twilight could hear sucking sounds now, and she knew it was Spike sucking on his claw. This made her pause as she thought. “Nurse Redheart was right.I was so caught up in my studies and the move, I almost forgot how it would affect Spike. He must be going through a lot right now, just like I went through a lot when I left my parents and moved into that tower.”
When Twilight entered her bedroom, she lit up her horn and lifted the now half-asleep dragon slowly in her magic, as she slowly tucked him into her bed. She made sure the covers were placed over Spike all the way up to his chin. When she was satisfied that Spike was tucked in, she climbed into the bed as well and covered herself in the same purple blanket. She cuddled Spike, who nuzzled her furry cheek, already starting to nod off. Twilight stroked his scales while cooing softly. “There there, it's alright. Twily is here,” Spike stopped his movements, calming down. His tail curled up and he started suckling on it almost on instinct. Twilight chuckled, then planted a kiss on the baby dragon’s cheek. “Rest up, Spike, you deserve it.” Twilight then snuggled close to Spike and listened to the faint crinkling of his diaper as she drifted off.
A few hours later, Spike woke up slowly to see Twilight sleeping next to him. “Twily wanted to sleep with me? I don’t even remember the last time we slept together like this.” He thought to himself, somewhat confused at first. But then Spike felt reassured, and snuggled deeper into her fur until he could hear her heartbeat. He kicked his back legs a little but heard a squishing sound. The baby dragon gulped. “Oh no.”
Spike instinctively took a claw and felt the front of his thick diaper between his legs. He felt it squish. He whimpered, knowing now that he’d peed in his sleep a second time that day. Dismayed, he started to whimper and the baby dragon covered his face with his claws. “Why? Why am I wetting the bed?!”Feeling Twilight’s warm fur and still being able to hear her heartbeat, Spike slowly calmed down, putting a claw in his mouth. He suckled on it for some time.
And so Spike laid there for few minutes, unable to fall asleep. Then his stomach growled, and he groaned. “I'm really hungry.”
This woke Twilight up with a start. “What was that, Spike?!”
The baby dragon whimpered trying to turn away from Twilight. “Nothing, just feeling a little hungry.”
Twilight sighed, but gave Spike a tired smile. "Alright, what do you want?”
Spike thought for a second with a claw in his mouth, drool pouring down his chin. Then a thought went through his head. “How about some formula? A bottle of milk sounds nice.” Spike’s smiled at the idea and pulled his thumb out and babbled. “Baba of milk, please.”
Twilight shrugged, she hadn’t been expecting that idea, but luckily she’d thought ahead. Her horn lifted a package of foal supplies, and she rummaged through it until she took out a can of formula and a foal bottle. “Alright, I'll go make you a bottle,” She smiled, before she turned to his diaper now stained yellow. She sighed. “And then I'll get your diaper changed, again.” Spike nodded slowly, his face blank and confused. “I wonder if I can even leave him alone?” Twilight pondered, and then after a brief bit of thinking she decided. “I probably should take him downstairs, just in case.” And Twilight lifted the little dragon onto her back.
Twilight took him downstairs,as Spike was shaking his head and realizing what he’d requested. “Wait, why do I want a bottle? I'm not a baby dragon!” He thought to himself. Suddenly, Spike found himself placed into a blue plastic booster seat, and was strapped in by a buckle. Spike squeaked. “Twilight I..I didn’t mean I actually wanted a bottle. I don't know why I said that,” Twilight hugged the little dragon and nuzzled him as he whimpered with fear in his voice, “Twilight, I...I don’t know what’s going on with me, but something’s messing with my mind Please don’t feed me a bottle of formula!”
Twilight sighed, seeing that the gems on the front of Spike’s diaper were fading. But then she remembered what Nurse Redheart had suggested. “Look, Spike...I think we should play this thing out.”
Spike gulped and whispered with fear still in his voice. “Wait...you...you're going to treat me like a baby? But isn’t it just more work for you?”
Twilight sighed as she turned to pour milk and formula into a foal bottle and mixed it up. “Nurse Redheart said that this could be psychological, and the only way to get you out of it is to let this thing take its course,” She explained. “So I’ll treat you like a baby just for today, and if you're not back to normal by tomorrow, I'm taking you to her, okay?”
Spike paused for a second, tapping a claw on his plastic tray. “I don’t think that’s why i'm acting so weird. I know it's something else...but...I can’t remember what.”He then mumbled, “A-alright, can you at least put gems in it?”
“I don’t see why not.” Twilight smiled, then she began to boil water in a pot and placed the bottle inside it. She crushed some gems, sprinkled them into the bottle, and then screwed a amber nipple over the top.
Spike blushed watching Twilight studying the formula closely with a thermometer stuck in it. The only thought that went through his mind was. “I can’t believe i’m going to drink baby formula again. It’s like I really am just a hatchling.”
Twilight waited for some time, watching the red line go up in the thermometer. Then something soft hit her hoof. Curious, she looked down to see a blue shawl on the floor. Twilight eyed the shawl and whispered. “What is that?”” Then she blinked as she remembered. “This is the same blue shawl I wore the other day as a disguise.”Twilight took the shawl, tying it around her neck with a smile. She turned to Spike, who was sitting in his plastic blue booster seat. She cooed. “What do you think? Am I Mama Twily?”
Spike giggled on seeing Twilight’s head wrapped in the blue cloth, making her look like a mom from Granny Smith’s days. “You look more like a granny.” He laughed.
Twilight giggled, waving a hoof. “Don't make me blush, cutie,” She then turned her attention to the thermometer, lifted the baby bottle from the stove, and turned the stove dial off while cooing. “Alright, it's heated to the perfect temperature,” Twilight shook the bottle again and drifted to Spike, as she asked with a sheepish smile. “Want me to hold it or…”
Spike growled, swiped the bottle from midair and start suckling the bottle as he blushed, feeling the warm, creamy mixture go down his throat. “It's amazing I love it! I don't even know why I was so embarrassed about drinking foal formula before, it's delicious!”
Spike continued to suckle the bottle with Twilight smiling at him. “Oh, this takes me back, I used to watch Spike drinking his bottles all the times, and pestered my mom with questions. Somehow, I remember her telling me about the perfect temperature to heat a bottle too.”
Spike then accidently dropped the bottle onto the ground, and for some reason his lips started quivering, and his eyes watered. He kicked about and started crying like a actual baby. Twilight sighed, picking the bottle up with her magic as she whispered. “Hey, Spikey, let me help.”
Spike looked up at Twilight and gave a small, sad nod. He wiped his tears and let Twilight float the bottle over to him with her magic, Spike clutched it in a tighter grip, and the baby dragon growled in determination. “I'm not going to drop you again, bottle.”
“Spike, slow down! You're going to give yourself a tummy ache!” Twilight cautioned.
Spike sighed, reluctantly slowing his suckling as he drained the last ounces of the formula. Twilight removed the bottle, seeing the little dragon clutch his stomach and groan. “Oh...you're right, I shouldn't have drank the formula so fast.”
Twilight lifted Spike and placed him over her shoulder, giving it a few pats and making him burp some flame, thus making her laugh. “Oh, Spike, that was too cute.”
Spike giggled in glee, throwing himself on Twilight’s mane and hugging it tightly in his tiny claws. “I loved it, Mama! Can I have more?!”
Twilight blushed feeling something warm go through her body. She didn't understand why, but she instinctively replied in a patronizing (yet cooing) tone. “Later. I don’t want you to have another tummy ache, sweetie. Okay?”
Spike jumped down onto the ground with his claws crossed. He plopped his padded tush on the ground, as a cloud of foal powder escaped and he pouted. “No fair. You’re a big meanie.”
Twilight sighed on seeing him act such like a toddler. “It's weird, Spike wants to act like a big dragon. But I keep having this feeling he really is nothing more than a hatchling.” She thought, andthen cooed. “You can have more formula later, I want to show you something first.” Twilight took Spike to the living room and lit up her horn. A blue playpen came down from the stairs and was set up in the middle of the living room. She then dumped a bag of giant foam blocks, scattering them all over the blue foam floor.
Spike was in awe at the sight, thinking back to a memory when of he was younger, stacking blocks with Twilight Velvet, as she talked about Shining when he was a baby, since those blocks were Shining’s.
Twilight, upon seeing Spike’s expression, cooed. “I know how much you loved blocks when you were a hatchling. I thought for sure these would help.” She lifted the padded dragon and plopped him into the playpen.
Spike’s eyes glowed with wonder as he got up, his arms now out to the side. He waddled over to the foam cubes, with his diaper rustling about side to side with his movements. For some reason Spike felt proud of how well he was walking. But the feeling suddenly ended when he lost his balance and plopped back onto his padded rump. Spike started to tear up as his mouth quivered, and he whimpered. “Mama, help!”
Twilight was stunned to hear Spike call her “Mama" again. But instead of feeling awkward, this time it made the her heart flutter in her chest. The baby dragon had plopped in a diaper now sodden from urine, and was looking at her teary eyed. A alien thought then went through her head. “See, he can't even walk by himself. Spike needs me to be his mommy.”
Twilight slowly walked over to the crying Spike, lifting him out of the playpen, and pulling the little dragon into her lap as she cooed. “Hush now, it's alright,” Twilight held him in a hug for a few minutes, waiting until the sobbing stopped before she cooed. “Let's change your diaper, then we can build a tower together, alright."
Spike beamed a smile at her, and after being changed he turned his attention to the blocks and started to pile them on top of each other. Twilight just smiled at her baby dragon, forgetting about his fall, as she started assisting him in building a tower made of foam blocks.
The two played with blocks for an hour or two, Twilight wasn’t really sure of the time. She just loved seeing Spike work with a smile on his face. Seemingly feeling even more maternal, she checked his diaper and whiffed as a ghastly smell hit her nostrils, It made made her gag and groan, but for some reason she didn't complain, instead she cooed. “Spike, time for a change. You’re stinky.”
Spike looked up at Twilight and nodded, as if he had no idea he’d just messed himself.
Seeing his blank stare, Twilight smirked as she carefully set him down, and grabbing the diaper changing supplies she began cleaning up the baby dragon as she thought. “He didn't even notice messing his diaper. Spike is just a baby dragon and I just never realized it. Maybe he should be in diapers for more than a day. Maybe a week, or even a month. It doesn't matter, I’ll potty train him and raise him if need be. He's my baby dragon, and I'm his mama. And that’s what all good mamas do.”
As Twilight finished wiping Spike down (who was groaning at the smell), he pleaded. “Twilight...can we see Nurse Redheart now?”
But Twilight laughed and said something that stunned Spike. “Oh, Spikey, it's alright. Babies mess their diapers all the time. It’s perfectly normal.”
Spike blinked as another thought went through his mind. “Normal?! Messing diapers, playing with blocks, and drinking formula? Is that normal?!”Spike then looked into Twilight’s caring eyes, and for some reason he wanted to trust and believe what she just said. So instead of questioning her, he just mumbled. “Okay, Mama.”
Twilight smiled and started powdering his rump, before she strapped him into a fresh diaper. “Good baby,” She cooed. “Now how about we get you into something comfortable, and I'll read you your favorite comic books?”
Spike squealed in joy! “That sounds awesome! No chores, Mama caring for me! Maybe being a baby for a little bit won't be so bad?”
Twilight took her baby dragon (though not before floating the dirty diaper into a trash bin for disposal), hovered him all the way up the stairs, and plopped him onto the bed. She then took out a box that read “Spike’s baby stuff."
Spike blushed as Twilight took out some old teddies, a photo album, and then she took out something that made him grin. A light purple shirt, and old pair of toddler sized overalls. These overalls were something Spike wore all the time only a few years ago. Not only did they cover up his diapers, they were comfortable and designed just for his body. Twilight started by slipping the shirt over his head. Spike smiled seeing it fit over his frame with no trouble. Then Twilight dressed Spike in the overalls, and buckled the straps over his shoulder. Then she snapped the button flap underneath his crotch.
Twilight smiled, looking Spike over, who was admiring his poofy overalls (which fit snugly over him) and she asked in a sweet tone. “Now who’s the baby dragon?” Spike blushed and for some reason pointed at himself. Twilight giggled and hugged him. “Yes you are, you're my precious little Spikey Wikey. Come on, I’ll read you some comic books.”
Spike squealed, waddling off down the stairs with his diaper rustling and his baggy overalls bouncing with his steps. Twilight dawwed, and followed close behind.
Applejack was walking down the road towards the Golden Oak Library, mumbling to herself. “I wonder how Twilight is doin’. She did a lot of work the other day, I hope she didn’t push herself too hard,” The farm mare knocked on the door and called. “Hey, Twilight, you there?” The door opened, and Applejack was astounded to see Twilight in the old style bonnet tied around her head. The farm mare blushed as she asked. “Twilight, what in the hay are you wearin’?”
Twilight patted the bonnet with a blush on her cheeks and cooed. “Oh, this? Does it look good?”
Applejack giggled. “Well, ya sure look like a pony from Granny Smith’s days, but I ain’t a pony to shame one about their fashion choices.”
Twilight laughed and snorted. “Oh, Applejack, you're so funny!”
Applejack chuckled nervously and scratched the back of her neck. “Yeah, well, just wanted to make sure you're doin’ alright. I better get back to the applebuckin’ now.”
The farm mare then turned to leave, but Twilight quickly asked. “Why don't you stay for a bit? I just made lunch, and it’d be a shame to waste it.”
Applejack‘s stomach growled and she patted it. “Looks like I forgot all about lunch while applebuckin’.” She thought. The farm mare then blushed and said. ”Yeah, some lunch sounds good.”
Twilight led Applejack deeper into the library, where Applejack’s eyes went even wide. In the middle of the room, Spike was dressed in overalls made for toddlers, and napping in a playpen with a blue foal blanket draped over him. A pacifier bobbed up and down in his mouth, and a small trickle of drool went down his chin. Applejack rubbed her eyes to make sure she was seeing right, and upon a second glance she thought. “Is that really Spike? I mean, I heard Twilight call him a baby dragon before. But I'm sure he was well past his diaper years last I saw him. Or did he always need diapers, and somehow I just never noticed? Can you even cast a spell that covers up diapers?”
Twilight was now coming back with a platter of sandwiches and cups of iced tea, when she saw Applejack’s perplexed expression. “Applejack, are you okay?” She asked.
Applejack turned to Twilight and stammered nervously. “Uh, yeah, I'm fine...but uh..is Spike supposed to be in diapers?”
Twilight just laughed and cooed. “Of course he is, he’s a baby dragon after all,” She then placed the platter down, and the two girls began to eat and drink. Applejack was still surprised to watch Spike murmur and kick his legs. She even heard a faint hisss.Twilight cooed again. “Looks like I'll have to change him after he wakes up, he’s quite the soaker.”
Applejack eyed Twilight and asked. “I don't get it. Wasn’t he out of diapers when you two arrived in Ponyville? I mean, if he was wearin’ diapers I’d have known, right?”
Twilight slowly turned her head, watching the baby dragon sleeping soundly. She then explained in a sweet tone. “He was out of diapers, but I guess when he came to Ponyville he started regressing and having accidents. But I think it’ll do him some good reliving his days as a hatchling. Nurse Redheart sure seemed to think that way.”
Applejack shrugged, still confused. “I guess. I mean, I have no idea on how to raise a baby dragon.”
Twilight laughed and cooed. “Me either. I seems that I have a lot to learn, but I'm sure I can somehow keep up with my friendship studies, while caring for Spike.”
Applejack nodded in agreement. “Now I see why you forgot all about helpin’ me with the applebuckin’ this mornin’.”
Those words caused Twilight to gasp! “Oh my Celestia! I completely forgot about helping you today, Applejack! I’m so sorry!”
But Applejack shook her head. “Oh, it’s fine. You did enough the past few days already, I just came by to see if you were okay is all. I figured somethin’ must’ve come up.”
Twilight wasn’t willing to accept this. She got up with a stern face and protested. “Nonsense! As a friend, I need to keep my promises no matter what.”
Applejack looked up and added. “But Spike’s actin’ like a baby now, he needs you here. I’m sure our friends will understand, you can’t be in two places at once.”
Twilight paused and tapped a hoof to her chin. Then the mare beamed a smile and chirped. “Oh, I know how to fix this! Fluttershy can babysit, I'm sure she would love to care for Spike, she couldn’t stop gushing over him when we came to Ponyville!”
”Twilight, it’s okay,” Applejack protested. “I don't want to make a fuss over this. It’s fine. Ya don’t have to get someone to take care of Spike for ya.”
Then the mares both heard whimpering, as Spike rose from his nap and teary eyed the baby dragon whined. “Mama, I wet!”
Twilight rushed over, picked Spike up, and started the diaper change. “It’s alright, cutie,” She reassured him. “We’ll get you out of that soggy diaper in no time.”
Applejack found herself unable to keep from chuckling, as she watched Spike coo and babble throughout the change.
Twilight finished in no time, strapping Spike into a new diaper and buttoning up his overalls. She then cooed. “Okay, Spikey-Wikey, Mommy has to go help Applejack with big pony stuff, so I'm going to have Fluttershy babysit you.”
Spike gave Twilight a blank face and babbled. “Fluttershy? Who tat?”
Twilight cooed and explained. “You remember, she was that yellow coated pegasus we met when we first came to Ponyville? She was the one asking all there was to know about you, does that ring any bells?” Spike was drooling down his chin, trying to remember, but he couldn’t. He shook his head no. Twilight laughed and continued. ”Well, she’s really nice and loves animals, and she took quite the liking to you. She’s going to watch you for a few hours while I help Applejack, okay?”
Spike smiled and babbled. “Yeah, otay.” He turned to Applejack and waved a claw, as Twilight dawwed and whispered. “That’s Applejack.”
Spike giggled and babbled. “Hewwo, Applejackie. I Spikey.”
Applejack smiled and waved a hoof. “Hello, Spike, it's nice to meet you. Ain’t you just a cutie?”
Twilight lifted Spike with her magic, plopped the baby dragon into Applejack’s lap, and whispered. “Can you watch him for a few minutes? I need to pack a diaper bag.”
Applejack nodded, as Twilight ran off to gather supplies. Once alone with him, Applejack turned to Spike and whispered. “Hey, Spike, I like the overalls.”
The little dragon beamed a smile at the farm pony. “Tanks! Mommy picked them out for me!”
Applejack joked as she laughed. ”Well, I think Big Mac may have wore a pair of toddler overalls just like those when he was a baby, I'm sure there in the basement at Sweet Apple Acres, somewhere.”
Spike gasped, and started bouncing on his padding, making it crinkle loudly as he babbled. “Tat's cool. Did tey have a button hatch like mine?”
Applejack patted Spike’s diapered bottom and cooed. “I think they did. I'll go diggin’ for them after I finish the applebuckin’, and show them to you. Heck, maybe we can adjust them so you can wear them? Would you like that?”
Spike squealed in excitement and hugged Applejack while shouting. “Tanks, Applejackie! I wove ya aweady!”
The farm mare blushed and nuzzled Spike. “I love you too, Spikey.”
Twilight then came back into the room, with a diaper bag strapped around her back now bursting with foal supplies. She cooed. “Alright, let’s get going.”
Applejack shrugged and got up, as Spike toddled over to Twilight and babbled. “Can I ride on your back?”
Twilight smiled, and gently lifted the baby dragon onto her back. “Of course, I don’t want you getting any booboos on the way to Fluttershy’s.”
Applejack cheeks turned bright red, and she almost burst out laughing as she got up and sighed. “Alright, you two do that. I guess I’ll meet you at Sweet Apple Acres after dropping off Spike, Twilight.”
Twilight giggled. “Correct, it shouldn’t take me long. Hopefully, Fluttershy isn't too busy.” The unicorn then got up and strode through the door, following Applejack out into Ponyville.
Twilight hummed while walking down the road, Spike bouncing in his diaper and overalls, gaping in awe at all the sights. Ponies that walked by dawwed and waved at him, and he gurgled and waved back. Twilight laughed. “Oh, Spikey, are you getting all the attention?”
Spike looked down and gurgled. “What does tat wowd mean, Mama?”
Twilight laughed out loud again and cooed. “Oh Spikey, you're just too adorable, you know that?”
Spike (still not understanding) began looking at all the ponies walking by with a surprised, vacant look. Then he saw Rarity, who was busy shopping. He blushed, feeling embarrassed for some odd reason. “I feel weird, but I think I love her like mommy.” He thought. Without warning, he hopped off of Twilight and waddled over to Rarity as Twilight squeaked! “Spike, get back here!”
But Spike just toddled along with his diaper scrunching with each step. He then stood up and tugged Rarity’s tail, causing her to shriek! “My goodness, what was that?!” The pristine white coated mare looked down, to see Spike in his overalls, and she cooed. “Oh Spike, you scared me!” The baby dragon whimpered and started bawling, as Rarity gasped in surprise. “What’s going on? It’s like he’s acting like a foal, but why would he do that?”She then hugged the baby dragon. “Oh, I’m so sorry, Spike. I didn't mean to make you cry.”
Spike’s crying slowly reduced to gentle sobbing, as Rarity patted his rump, squeaking upon hearing a crinkle. “Is Spike wearing what I think he is?! Did I just touch a diaper?!” She thought!
Twilight rushed over, gasping for breath, “I’m so sorry, Rarity. Spike just jumped off my back and ran to you.”
Rarity looked up with a smile. “It’s quite alright, darling. He pulled my tail, so I got a little surprised is all.”
Twilight glared at Spike as he squeaked, she then scolded him. “Spike, that was very naughty. You say sorry to Rarity.”
Spike gave Rarity an apologetic look and whimpered. “Sorry, Wawity fow pulling your tail, I just wanted to say hi.”
Rarity smiled at Spike, and gingerly pecked him on the cheek. “I forgive you, darling. I’m sure you didn’t do it on purpose.”
Twilight then lifted Spike back onto her back. ”Thanks for being understanding, Rarity. Spikey here, as you can tell, is still a baby.”
Rarity was most surprised to hear Twilight say such a thing, and she looked to see Spike looking up at the clouds in wonder, with drool pouring down his chin. “What is going on? I'm sure Spike was out of diapers when I first met him. Was he still in potty training at the time? But then, why would Twilight let him wander about with no protection?” She thought, then bent low to Twilight’s ear and whispered. “Twilight, are you saying he’s wearing diapers?”
Twilight nodded and whispered back. “Yeah, for now. He’s regressed mentally and I'll be caring for him until he turns back to normal.”
Rarity looked back up, still surprised by Spike bouncing around and babbling. “My goodness, Spike really is regressed!” She thought, and then nearly squeaked in realization! “That means my hooves just touched a diaper that could be used!”The mare stepped back with a sheepish smile and stammered. “Well it’s um..n-nice to see you and um... Spikey... b-but look at the time, I better get going.”
The baby dragon waved a claw and babbled. “Bye bye, Auntie Wawity.”
Twilight dawwed as Rarity started walking off.But once Rarity went back down the road, Twilight lectured Spike. “Now Spikey, no going off my back unless you ask first. I can’t have you running around unsupervised. It’s not safe.”
Spike nodded. “Yeah, I got in big trouble pulling Rarity’s tail. That was naughty.” He thought,and babbled. “Yes, Mama.”
Twilight gave a nod and cooed. “Good. Now sit tight, we're almost at Fluttershy’s, sweetie.”
Spike suddenly asked. “Mama, can Wawity babysit me too? She funny.”
But Twilight cooed in reply. “Oh, I don’t know, Spike. From what I hear, she usually doesn’t like getting her hooves dirty, so it’ll be difficult for me to see her do stuff like changing diapers,” Spike groaned and pouted, prompting Twilight to chirp. “I'm sure we can visit her, just not today. Mama needs somepony who can take care of you and look after you, even if that means changing your diapers.”
Spike squealed in delight, bouncing on his padded bottom! ”Alright! I would love to play with Wawity!”
Twilight giggled and cooed. “Alright, calm down, sweetie. Don’t want you falling off my back and getting covered in booboos.” Spike stopped bouncing and hugged Twilight’s mane even tighter. The mare just dawwed as she thought. “Seems like his crush for Rarity turned to maternal love, how cute.”
As Twilight was walking down the road that lead to Fluttershy’s cottage, Fluttershy herself was busy feeding the bunnies around her cottage, humming as she spread the feed around. The baby bunnies began fighting each other, and she scolded them. “Hey, stop that. There’s enough for everyone!”
One of the bunnies, Angel, stood aside. He pouted upon seeing the rest eating, and he tugged Fluttershy’s tail as she lightly grumbled. “Angel, for the hundredth time, I’ll feed you when I’m done. These bunnies are babies, it’s not nice to steal from babies,” He grumbled and turned his head, and Fluttershy smirked. “Don’t get cranky with me, mister.”
Fluttershy then turned to see Twilight with what appeared Spike in a pair of overalls, jumping on her back. Fluttershy thought to herself. “Oh how wonderful, Twilight came to visit. But what is Spike wearing? He seems different,”Fluttershy strode down the road to meet the two. She then gasped upon seeing Spike in the overalls and the diaper bulge present around his rump. “My goodness! Is Spike wearing a diaper?!”
Twilight smirked at Fluttershy standing on the road, gaping. “Seems like she’s surprised about Spike too.” Twilight thought,and cooed. “Hey, Fluttershy, it’s so good to see you.”
Fluttershy blushed and whispered. “Hello, Twilight it's good to see you too,” The butter yellow pegasus then looked over at Spike, who was now chewing on Twilight's mane with drool dripping from the hair, and she cooed. “Oh, is that Spike? What is he wearing?”
Twilight removed her hair from Spike’s mouth with her magic and popped a purple colored pacifier into his mouth. She then sighed. “Oh, just some overalls. I'm sorry, but I need to ask, can you watch him for a few hours for me? I’ll pick him up before sundown, I promise.”
Fluttershy blushed and asked. ”Wait, isn’t Spike old enough to look after himself?”
Spike giggled. “That’s a silly question.” He then shouted. “No, I’m a baby dragon!”
Fluttershy couldn’t hold in her excitement anymore and rushed Spike, hugging him close to her chest while squealing. “I knew it all along, you were just a baby dragon!”
Twilight smiled at the two and cooed. “Yeah, I guess you were right about Spike, he is just a baby.”
Fluttershy gave his rump a few loving pats, squealing again. “Oh, he’s wearing diapers?!”
Spike looked up with a big smile and babbled. “Yeah, I wove my diapees.”
Fluttershy booped his nose. “Oh, you do, huh? Then why were you acting like such a big dragon when we first met? You certainly didn’t need diapers then.”
Spike shrugged. ”I dun know.”
Fluttershy then plopped him onto her back. “Well, it doesn’t matter now, cutie. I’m so happy to finally be able to care for you.”
Twilight gave a sheepish smile and asked. “I guess that’s a yes?” To which Fluttershy nodded. The unicorn then drifted the diaper bag to Fluttershy, and strapped it around the pegasus as she explained. “He just had a nap and a diaper change, so he should be good for the next few hours. Those diapers are really thick, they can hold a lot. Trust me, without them he’d go through diapers like no tomorrow.”
Fluttershy looked through the bag, using a wing to examine the diapers, bottles of foal powder, a package of wipes, cans of formula, toys, and even baby bottles. “Looks like everything I need is here.” She thought, then turned her attention back to Twilight and cooed. “You can count on me, Twilight! I’ll take good care of Spikey Wikey!”
Spike blushed, hugging Fluttershy’s mane tightly. Twilight gave a nod. “Alright, I need to run. Thanks, Fluttershy. And Spike, you be a good baby dragon while I’m gone!” The mare then ran off, as Spike waved bye and babbled. ”I’ll be a good baby dragon, Mama!”
Fluttershy dawwed. “Oh, Spike, I didn’t know you called Twilight ‘Mama’, that's so sweet.”
Spike nodded. “Yep. Twily is the best mama eva!”
Fluttershy giggled. ”I’ll bet she is. Well, come on, let’s go inside. I'm sure we're going to have a lot of fun together.”
Fluttershy hummed happily as she skipped back to her cottage. When she reached the living room she slowly placed Spike down on the carpet. The baby dragon gazed upwards in amazement at all the bags of feed and bird cages, with drool going down his chin. Fluttershy giggled and wiped his muzzle. “I'm glad you like it, it's not big or rich, but it's cozy.”
Spike nodded. “Yeah, so much stuff! I wana pway!” He got up and was going to run off to the bags of feed, but Fluttershy grabbed the back of his overalls and pulled him back. “Now now, those aren’t toys. That's food for the animals.”
Spike looked up with a confused look and asked. “Animaws? Wike tigews and beaws?”
Fluttershy booped his nose. “That’s close, it’s mostly for bunnies and birds.”
Spike smiled and asked. “So, can I pway with the bunnies?”
Fluttershy tapped a hoof on her chin. “Alright,” She told him. “But you need to be gentle.”
Spike nodded in excitement, and squealed happily. “I be cawefuw, I a big dwagon.” He tried standing up but quickly lost his balance, and fell onto his butt with a loud plop.
Fluttershy just came by and helped him up. “Do you need help walking?” She offered.
Spike blushed and babbled. “Yeah, I tink so.”
Fluttershy helped Spike onto his feet, and with a wing supported him as he waddled along, with his diaper crinkling with each step. They then went out to the back to see bunnies hopping around.
Spike gasped at them and was going to chase them! But Fluttershy took Spike and held him close. “No chasing bunnies, Spikey Wikey, you'll scare them.”
Spike sighed, but gave a nod and watched as they hopped by him. He held out a claw, slowly petted the bunnies’ fur, and patted their heads. Fluttershy just watched with a smile printed on her face. “He’s so gentle and kind, I wish all dragons were just cute babies like him.” She thought to herself.
“Bunnies are soft.” Spike commented, drawing Fluttershy’s attention.
Fluttershy nodded slowly and cooed. “Yes, bunnies are very soft, that's why you have to be gentle.”
Spike babbled. “Tey a baby, wike me?”
Fluttershy gave a slight nod. “Yes, they’re babies like you.”
Spike gave a confused look at the bunnies, then looked back up at Fluttershy and asked “Whewe are their diapees?”
Fluttershy couldn’t help but laugh and smuggle Spike as she explained. “Oh, they don’t need diapers, at least not outside.”
Spike gasped. “Weawwy?! Does tat mean I dun need to weaw diapees?”
Fluttershy cooed. “You need to.wear diapers, because you live in a house. Adults can’t be cleaning your messes all day, right?” Seeing the bunnies bounce off back to their barrows, she then asked. “How about we go draw?”
Spike squealed. “Yeah! Ya got cwayons?”
Fluttershy giggled. “Yes, I have crayons.” She told him. The pegasus then gently placed the baby dragon onto her back and walked back to her cottage. Once inside, she slowly placed Spike in a chair. She then gave him a piece of paper with some crayons and cooed. “Can you draw a pretty picture?”
Spike eagerly nodded. He took up a crayon in his claws and started coloring a purple unicorn with him bouncing on her back.
Fluttershy smiled and decided to go make a bottle of formula. She took her time to measure the formula, mix it with clean water, and then shake it up. Then she took the bottle and started boiling it up in a pot of water. All the while Spike was doodling, scribbling the crayons over the paper, and bouncing in his diaper while gurgling.
Fluttershy just watched, smiling at the entire scene. “Aw, he's adorable. I hope Spike stays like this for a while. I would love to babysit him even more.” She turned back to see Spike finishing his drawing. He held it up. “See, Fwuttashy? I made me pwayin’ with Mommy!”
Fluttershy dawwed on seeing the scribbled purple mass that was Twilight, hugging a purple blob that was supposed to be Spike. The mare giggled. “Aw, that's so cute. You're quite talented, huh Spikey Wikey?” Fluttershy then took the picture and posted it on her fridge with a little bunny magnet. She then scooped him into her hooves, sat down in her rocking chair, and had him snuggle in her lap. He snuggled into her fur and babbled. “Baba! Baba!”
Fluttershy took the bottle of heated formula, and slowly placed it into the baby dragon’s mouth. He started to suckle, rapidly chugging the creamy warm formula, as he snuggled deep into her warm chest. He suddenly spat up some of the milk, but Fluttershy just giggled and wiped Spike’s chin. “How cute! I still can't believe how young you are, but it's no matter, I hope you stay like this for a little while. I’ll always be here for you.” She rocked the chair back and forth listing to the gentle suckling of the bottle, while humming a tune. Her eyes began to droop, and she eventually fell into a deep sleep.
At Sweet Apple Acres, Twilight was bucking apple trees with her back hooves, yammering on to Applejack (who was clearly irritated). “I didn’t expect Spike to forget how to walk. As I said before, he toddles adorably, making sure to raise his tail to keep his balance. It's adorable."
Applejack rolled her eyes. “With those thick diapers, it's no wonder he can’t walk without using his tail.” She thought. But the farm mare just replied with. “Uh huh.”
As she bucked another tree with her hooves, Twilight lifted the bucked apples with her magic, and placed them all in a wagon being pulled carried by Big Mac. Twilight continued. “Oh you should've seen him when.we were playing with the foam blocks, he actually tried eating one! Of course I had to take the block from him and explain to him: ‘No, no, Spikey. Blocks are for playing. not eating.’”
Big Mac laughed, walked along with the mares, and replied. “Reminds me of Applejack and how I tried to teach her to not eat blocks. One time she tried puttin’ one of the blocks into her bottle.”
Twilight and Big Mac burst into roars of laughter, and Applejack blushed. “Big Mac, can ya not tell Twilight those embarassin’ stories?”
But Twilight waved a hoof and cooed. “Oh, Applejack, don't worry. I won't tell anypony. Besides Spikey’s done way more embarrassing things already, and I just restarted raising him.”
Big Mac blushed. “How is Spike? I mean, is he doin’ alright?”
Twilight nodded. “Yeah, he's at Fluttershy's right now. She very good with animals and he took a liking to him when I first met her. So I think she was the perfect pony to watch him.”
Big Mac nodded. “Eeyup, very good choice. Fluttershy is the best with carin’ for animals.”
Applejack growled, as they went back to knocking the apples from the trees she vented. “What's gotten into you, Twilight?! I know we've been friends for about a week or two now, but I can tell you're not actin’ like yourself!”
Twilight brushed her bonnet with a hoof. “I guess that caring for Spike may have awoken some long buried motherly instincts in me.”
Applejack sighed and started to scratch the back of her mane. “It’s fine. Even if you're actin’ weird, you've been a big help. I just never thought of ya bein’ a mom is all.” She continued bucking trees and Twilight shrugged and continued bucking silently.
Spike had finished his bottle and threw it to the side. He then turned to see Fluttershy deep in sleep. But he was irritated and bored. “I want to go explore!” He thought to himself. He wiggled about, slowly lowering himself out of Fluttershy's grasp, and fell from her embrace, landing in a symphony of crinkles on the ground. Spike put his arms out and toddled around the room while. grumbling. “Thewe’s nothing hewe,” He then turned to see Angel napping in the kitchen. The baby dragon’s eyes glowed with foalish curiosity, and he slowly waddled over. In one swift movement, he grabbed Angel and hugged him close to his chest. “Pretty bunny!”
Angel shouted in anger and kicked about in protest. But Spike just carried the bunny away, only to just plop onto his diapered bottom and start petting Angel’s fur, cooing at how soft it felt between his claws. Angel eventually wiggled out of Spike’s grasp and started hopping towards the door.
Spike, with a determined expression, got up and waddled after him while shouting. “Come back, bunny!” But Angel just kicked the door open and bounced off, and Spike waddled out, following Angel into Ponyville.
Twilight was now rambling on about Spike again, with Applejack grudgingly listening. “Spike then drank two full bottles and as he laid in my lap, I of course had to burp him. Then Spike burped out some spit up and a letter from Celestia. It was so cute I think I'll have him tell Celestia what happened. Let him send a letter with a drawing!” She cooed.
Big Mac laughed. “Oh, you should see some of Applejack’s drawin’’s from when she was a foal. She loved drawin’’s of her eatin’. But you couldn't tell what it was she was eatin’!”
Twilight laughed. “Aww. Maybe afterwards, while we're looking for your old overalls, we can find those as well."
Applejack’s face was now a deep red. Just then a breeze hit Twilight’s bonnet, blowing it from her head. The unicorn stopped and started to rub her head with a dazed look. Applejack, concerned, came up and asked. “Twilight, you okay?”
Twilight nodded as she got up. “Yeah, I'm fine, but Spike…” Her eyes went wide, as memories of her caring for Spike like an actual baby flooded her mind! “Oh my Celestia! What have I been doing to Spike?!” She thought. She then turned to the bonnet and thought. “Wait...this bonnet! I didn’t start treating Spike like a baby and feel okay about it until I wore this bonnet! Could that mean?...” Realization hit Twilight, who squeaked, clapping her hooves together! “That's it! I think I know why Spike is acting like a baby!” She grabbed the bonnet with her magic and gave a sheepish smile to Applejack. “Applejack, I'm sorry to bail on you, but I need to go to Spike. I think I know why he’s acting like a baby, and why I was acting weird.”
Applejack (with a surprised look) whispered. “Yeah, ya go on ahead. Ya did a lot already.”
Twilight then ran off, as Big Mac blinked in confusion. “What in the hay just happened?”
Applejack shrugged and mumbled. “I have no idea. But I think it’s got somethin’ to do with that old bonnet she was wearin’.”
As Twilight was running back to Fluttershy’s cottage, Spike was now waddling down a road in Ponyville without a care in the world. His overalls were slight dirty, with dust now on them and his tail wagged behind him, as it was held high and keeping his balance. The baby dragon didn't notice, but he had already soaked his diaper, and the padding squished with each step. His eyes were aglow with awe.
What Spike also didn’t realize, was that Mrs. Cake strolling down the street with a basket in her hooves, filled with baking supplies. She spotted the baby dragon waddling idly in his adorable buttoned up overalls, and his diaper bulge clearly showing. The mare blushed and whispered in awe. “Is that a baby dragon still in diapers?”
Spike didn't notice as he waddled straight into the mare, who stopped him right in his tracks. He looked up to see Mrs. Cake smiling down at him. “Hello sweetie.”
Spike gurgled, and waddled over as he squealed. “Hi, my name is Spikey.”
Mrs. Cake giggled, leaning down next to the baby dragon, and giving his diaper a pat (feeling how soggy it was). “Hello, Spike. Aren't you too young to be out by yourself if you’re in diapers?”
Spike, with drool coming down his chin, explained. “I looking’ fow a bunny, he hopped ova hewe.”
Mrs. Cake dawwed at him and cooed. “Did he now?” She bent down and helped brush some of the dirt from her overalls, and wiped his mouth with a handkerchief. “Well, let me clean you up real fast, sweetie,” Spike blushed and let Mrs. Cake clean him up. Then she pulled back and admired the little dragon, as she then cooed. “Alright, sweetie, let’s go find your bunny.”
They waddled off down the road, and soon found Angel still hopping along. Spike started waddling even faster towards Angel, and he picked up speed. The baby dragon was determined so he waddled even faster, shouting. “I'm going to get you, bunny!”
Mrs. Cake ran after the two, panting heavily! “Spike, get back here!”
But Spike just gurgled, waddling even faster down the road with a determined look on his face. “I’m going to get that fluffy bunny!” He thought to himself. It was all that occuped his mind.
Twilight was still running towards Fluttershy’s cottage, stopping only on occasion to catch her breath. Gasping, she burst through the front door and into Fluttershy’s cottage, shouting! “Fluttershy, where’s Spike?! It’s urgent!”
The pegasus woke up and gasped in horror, as she realized Spike was no longer in her lap! She started to frantically search her cottage while shouting. “Spike?! Where are you?!”
After only a few moments of frantic searching, Fluttershy came back to the living room and nervously confessed to Twilight. “Oh, Twilight, I’m so sorry! I gave him a bottle and was feeding him, but I got up early to feed the baby bunnies this morning, I must've dozed off!”
Twilight looked towards the doorway with fear on her face! If Spike was out there in his current state, there was no telling what kind of trouble he’d gotten into. “We need to find him, now!” She said frantically! “He couldn’t have gotten far in that diaper/overalls combination! I know now why Spike and I were acting weird earlier! I’ll tell you all about it while we’re looking for him.”
Fluttershy whispered. “Thanks, Twilight, but I still feel bad for sleeping on the job like that. I should’ve known better.”
Twilight put a hoof on her pegaus’ friend’s back. “It’s okay, Fluttershy, I know you didn’t do it on purpose. Now come on, we need to get going and find Spike before it’s too late!”
Fluttershy gave another nod and the two friends took off down the road together! Luckily, Spike had left a trail of clawprints for them to follow.
Spike was still waddling down the road after Angel, trying to catch that sneaky little bunny, who thought he could hide among the crowds of ponies all busy shopping at the market. However, he didn’t notice the gentle hissing sound, and the strange warm sensation now enveloping his crotch. Eventually, his diaper started to bulge, and his button crotch on his overalls snapped as the diaper burst through the fabric. The little baby dragon accidently stumbled right into a mare’s leg, and plopped right onto his padded bottom with a loud squish.
Spike groaned, rubbing his head as he thought. “What in the hay is going on? Why does my bottom feel all wet?” He then looked around and saw ponies staring at him. Some were wide eyed, unsure of what they were seeing, while others were smiling and dawwing at him. The baby dragon just gave the crowd a confused look and asked. “What are you all staring at?” But only baby babble came out, and the crowd all dawwed. This made Spike squeak and jump up, only to hear a loud plop, and watch as his soggy diaper plopped right between his legs, with the open button flaps of his overalls flapping in the wind!
Spike was stunned at what he saw, and whimpered as he tried buttoning his flaps, but his claws get fumbling as he lost his balance, and sat down back on his rump. Some of the ponies whispered, and he started tearing up. “What’s going on?! Why am I wearing a diaper?! Where’s Twilight?!” He thought to himself.Then he couldn’t hold it in anymore, and began wailing.
The ponies all gasped, unsure of what to do, when out of nowhere, Rarity came upon the scene. With a stunned gaze, she thought. “What in the hay is Spike doing here by himself? I thought Twilight said he couldn’t be left alone? I know I certainly never let Sweetie Belle out of my sight when she was a baby.” She then bent down to look at Spike’s face, covered in tears and snot. She softly cooed. “Hello, darling, are you looking for Twilight?”
Spike looked up at his crush with a big, goofy smile. “Yes, Rarity, can you please help me find Twilight?” But instead of words, he babbled loudly and spat in Rarity’s face. She immediately squeaked, and tried wiping the spit off her cheek!
Just then, Mrs. Cake ran through the parting crowd, sighing in relief upon seeing Spike plopped on the ground and giggling, as Rarity was busy wiping her face. Mrs. Cake bent down and gave Spike a big hug. “There you are. Oh, you had me very worried, little one.”
Spike just hugged Rarity, and she held him close to her chest as he clutched her fur and whimpered. “Rarity, I’m so happy to see you.” Yet again, only incoherent babble came out.
Rarity blushed, then smoothed his scales out with a hoof and cooed. “It’s alright, darling, I'm here.” She then took the soggy dragon by the claw, and helped him up.
Mrs. Cake asked. “So, Rarity, you got things from here, I assume? I wish I could stay and help, but I really need to get back to Sugarcube Corner.”
Rarity sighed, rubbing a hoof down her back. “I guess so, more or less. I better watch him until I can find Twilight,” She then peered down to see Spike’s diaper sagging and could only groan at the idea of changing a used diaper. “Even if it's uncouth, I simply can’t leave Spike in a soggy diaper. A diaper rash on top of everything else will be even worse.” She thought, then casually cooed. “Come on, my dear Spikey-Wikey, I better get that wet diapee off you.” Even as she shivered at the thought.
Spike groaned and looked down as he toddled along. But Mrs. Cake just dawwed. “Aww that’s so cute, and I would’ve loved caring for that cute baby dragon. It makes me wonder if I’ll ever have foals of my own?” She thought.
Rarity took spike down the road, and went to the local supermarket, for it was the closest building that she knew had public restrooms and changing tables. The baby dragon just toddled along blushing at all the glances he got from the ponies that passed by, then he briefly tried pulling a flap down. Rarity sighed, and stooped down and buttoned the button hatch while cooing. “There, now ponies won't see your wet diaper. “
Spike just gave a pout. “Ugh, why can’t I do anything?! I'm not a hatchling!” He thought,and grumbled as Rarity took him to the baby section of the store. She went down the aisle picking up two whole packages of diapers, then she grabbed some wipes and powder, and went up to the cashier who dawwed. “Aww, so who’s the little guy? I don’t think i've seen him around town before.”
Rarity waved a hoof and cooed. “Oh, little Spikey-Wikey here is new to Ponyville, darling. He’s a baby dragon. And I’m foalsitting him while we look for his mommy.”
As the cashier tagged the items, and punched the numbers into the typewriter, she cooed. “Oh, that’s adorable. I'm sure he’ll love Ponyville. And it will be super cute if he eventually becomes one of Cheerilee's students.”
Spike stomped his feet and whined. “I'm not a baby dragon!” But to the ponies, it just sounded like he was throwing a tantrum.
The cashier giggled. “Oh dear, he’s quite fussy. I think it’s time for his nap.”
Rarity gave Spike a worried look. “I suppose so, but he currently has a soggy diaper that I need to get changed. You do have changing tables in the mare’s room, right?”
The cashier nodded, as gave Rarity the diaper bag. “Sure, they’re right next to the checkout counter. The mare’s room is on your right.”
Spike sat on his padded rump with a humph, refusing to budge. Rarity came up to him with a scowl. “Spikey-Wikey, you get over here right this instance so I can change your soggy butt! You have until the count of three!”
Spike shook his head and Rarity started counting. “One….two…”
Spike groaned, getting up and waddling over to Rarity, who carried him to the mare’s bathroom, and laid him down gently on the changing table. She was still eyeing the yellow, soggy diaper that now lay before her, and she could only gulp and whisper. “Now hold still. This will be over in a second.” But she was screaming in her mind. “I can’t believe I'm actually doing this! So uncouth! But I can’t leave my darling Spikey-Wikey in this soggy thing any longer! I just have to hope he doesn’t try to do the other thing in them!”
Spike just groaned, thinkingin his mind. “I can’t believe this is happening, it's beyond humiliating! Now Rarity is going to think I’m a baby forever!”
Fluttershy and Twilight were still running down the road, before they had the good fortune to meet up with Mrs. Cake, who was humming a little tune to herself. Twilight immediately asked. “Hello, Mrs. Cake. By any chance, have you seen a purple coated dragon with green scales, and in overalls?”
Mrs. Cake looked up at Twilight and cooed. “Oh, you mean Spike? No need to worry about that soggy baby dragon, Rarity took him to the supermarket to buy foal changing supplies.”
Fluttershy gasped and asked in a worried tone. “Oh the poor thing. Is he alright? Did he get hurt?”
Mrs. Cake shook her head and explained. “He’s just fine. Rarity has the little cutie, and I believe she took him to change his diaper.”
Twilight squeaked in delight! “Thanks so much, Mrs. Cake! Come on, Fluttershy!”
Twilight and Fluttershy then rushed down the road to the supermarket, and burst through the front doors (and into the mare’s bathroom) to see Rarity sweating while trying to change Spike’s diaper. Twilight couldn’t help but burst into laughter, and Fluttershy just dropped her mouth open in complete awe.
Rarity looked up with sweat pouring down her forehead. She gave a sigh of relief when she spotted Twilight and Fluttershy. “Thank Celestia you're here, Twilight! Can you please do this for me?!”
Fluttershy couldn't help but daww. “Oh, Rarity, how about you finish the change? You're doing so well.”
Twilight chuckled, and encouraged. ”Yeah, Rarity, I think you’re doing a great job already.”
Rarity scowled, briefly putting her hooves on her hips. “Ha ha, very funny. You owe me big time for this, Twilight! These fine hooves shouldn’t be touching used diapers, let alone changing them!”
Twilight then came over and started wiping down Spike while cooing. “Aww, did my little Spikey Wikey wet himself.”
Spike babbled angrily, making Fluttershy gasp. “Oh dear, did he lose the ability to talk somehow?”
Rarity eyed the two mares and asked. “Wait, what’s going on here? I thought Spike was just a baby dragon in diapers?”
While Twilight was finishing up the diaper change she replied. “I'll explain everything later, for now we need to get Spike back to the Golden Oaks Library.” Rarity and Fluttershy shrugged, and once both Twilight and Rarity had washed their hooves, they walked back to the library along with Fluttershy.
Spike waddled away, with his nice clean diaper making loud crinkling noises and he could only worry, as he thought. “Even if Twilight can fix this, I'll be a laughing stock! I’ll be forever known as Spike the Diapered Baby Dragon! And Rarity won’t want anything to do with me after she had to change my diaper!”
Twilight, Rarity, and Fluttershy were escorting baby Spike (who was concentraing on his diaper bulge) as he toddled through the crowds, with his claws trying to scrunch the front of diaper bulge while he was thinking. “Darn diaper! Can you just disappear for a few minutes?!”
Fluttershy looked at Spike’s odd face and cooed. “What’s wrong, sweetie? Did you wet your diaper again?”
Spike squeaked, jumping into the air and shaking his head vigorously. Fluttershy smiled and cooed. “Good, now come along. The faster we get to the library, the faster we can get you back to normal.”
Spike just grumbled, and continued waddling along. Then, suddenly, he was scooped and was thrown in the air by a pink blur shouting! “Who’s the cutest baby dragon ever?! You are!”
Spike squeaked again, falling down into Pinkie Pie’s hooves, and was thrown in the air again. With Pinkie resuming her chant. “You're the cutest baby dragon in the world! Yes you are!”
Spike then plopped back into her hooves and was thrown up into the air a third time. Squeaking as he felt a bit of pee rush into his diaper. “Pinkie, stop! You're going to get me soaked!” He thought. He then plopped back into her hooves, and was hugged and smothered in kisses. Spike gagged and started squirming in her grasp. “Stop it, Pinkie Pie!” He shouted, as the rest of the mares just laughed.
Twilight then came over. “Oh, hey Pinkie. Uh, you heard about Spike being in diapers?”
Pinkie squealed with a bright smile on her face. “Of course I did! My ‘Pinkie Sense’ told me something adorable was walking around town. And what do you know? It was right!” She hugged Spike closer to her chest and squealed. “I find little Spikey Wikey wearing diapers and adorable overalls!”
Everypony in the area turned to look, and Spike just felt more pee enter his diaper, soaking it up as he thought. “My life is ruined! I’m gonna be forever known as a diaper wearing, baby dragon!”
Then Rainbow Dash flew down from the sky, and burst into fits of laughter. “Oh my gosh! Is that Spike?! Why is he dressed like that?!”
Spike then started to kick about, wailing! “I can't take this anymore!”
Pinkie gasped, and Twilight quickly took him into her magic and cooed. “Oh, he must be very cranky. I’m guessing he didn’t get a full nap today,” She placed a pink pacifier into his mouth, and rocked the baby dragon in her hooves, hushing him.
Spike growled. “This isn’t what I wanted.” But eventually he calmed down, and resumed suckling the pacifer rather angrilly.
Twilight planted a kiss on him, and placed him on her back as she cooed. “Alright, it was nice to see you. Now come on, I have to get this little guy to the Golden Oaks Library.”
Rainbow eventually got up from the ground and asked. “Why? I mean, is something wrong with our little padded dragon? Does he need a diaper change?” She burst into another round of laughter as Twilight rolled her eyes. “No, Rainbow Dash. Rarity and I just changed him. Now come on, we need to get going.”
They all followed Twilight as Spike’s mind drifted. “I'm not a baby dragon, and Twilight is going to turn me back to normal.”
“Aww, is Spiky tired and whiny?” The long absent voice taunted.“You clearly need a nap, and to prove once and for all that you're too dependent, like the little baby you are.”
Spike groaned, shouting in his mind. “No way! I'm not a hatchling! I’m going to turn back to normal!”
The voice only chuckled. “Oh, we’ll just see about that, cutie.”
Spike was now back inside the Golden Oaks Library, with Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie, and Fluttershy, sitting with the little baby dragon, dawwing over him in his playpen. Meanwhile, Rarity and Twilight came out with the stroller, with a baby bonnet and Twilight’s mare’s bonnet all placed inside. “I found it!” Twilight declared proudly! “This is what’s causing Spike to act like a baby!”
Fluttershy snuggled Spike, patting his diaper as she cooed. “Can’t we keep him like this for a little while longer? He’s so adorable in this state.”
Spike shouted in protest as Rainbow Dash ruffled his spines. “Oh, I bet he just loves his diapers! Gives me so many ideas for awesome practical jokes!”
Pinkie giggled, hugging him again. “Oh, I’m going to miss our little baby Spikey, he’s just adorable! I wish I got to spend more time with him like this!”
Spike could only think to himself. “This nightmare is almost over. Just hurry up, Twilight, and explain what’s going on.”
Pinkie then placed Spike back on the ground, and he tried toddling over to Twilight, only to plop onto his rump adorably, and make all the mares giggle. The baby dragon just rolled his eye,s now being used to the embarrassment.
Twilight walked over, and gently picked him up and started to un-tape his diaper. “Alright, now I’ll explain what's going on with Spike,” She informed. “This stroller, and all the other stuff, were gifts from my grandmother. She gave them to me as a foal to help me calm down. I believe they’re enchanted, and they're supposed to help babies relax. But I believe the enchantment went too far in thinking you’re a baby dragon, Spike. It even controlled me to make sure you were cared for.”
Pinkie Pie gasped! ”Woah, that’s one heck of a enchantment! How are you going to take it off?!”
Twilight looked down at Spike and explained, “I’m going to cast a spell on the items, and Spike is going to have to convince the enchantment that he’s not a baby.” She then helped take the diaper off Spike, then helped pull up some training pants with little lightning bolts printed on the front.
Rarity blushed. “I guess it was a good thing I accidently bought some pull-ups earlier.”
Twilight giggled. “It’s quite alright, these are exactly what we need, Rarity. You see, we have to have Spike use the potty, and prove to the stroller that he’s a big dragon after all!”
Spike squeaked as he crossed his legs, and Rainbow Dash blushed. “Aww, are those the Wonderbolt brand pull-ups?”
Pinkie giggled. “Wow, they look great! Do they have Wonderbolt diapers too!?! And why are the Wonderbolts selling baby clothes?”
Rainbow turned to Pinkie with a glare. “They’re not the ones selling them!” She corrected. “They just let companies make fan gear and stuff, so they can build stadiums, gosh!”
Twilight smirked. “Alright, that’s enough teasing, Rainbow Dash. Right now, we have a big dragon to potty train.”
Spike whimpered as he heard the voice ask. “Oh my, are you actually in potty training after all, little one?”
Spike blushed and replied happily. “Yeah, I’m in potty training, and that means I'm a big dragon! Just you watch! I’ll show you that I don’t need diapers!”
The voice only replied. “Alright, but I'll need to make sure for myself that you're not lying. Hope you won’t mind the company. And be careful not to fall in.”
Spike sighed as he smiled, thinking to himself. “Alright, I just have to use the bathroom, and teach that stroller that I’m a big dragon who doesn’t need diapers at all!” He then waddled over to the mares, showing off his pull-up, and making everypony clap.
Rarity threw up a hoof and cooed. “Oh, you absolutely look absolutely adorable, Spikey Wikey. Those pull-ups totally match your scales. Oh, I wish I had a camera!”
Twilight nodded in approval. “Oh yes, I have to agree with you on that, Rarity. He is adorable. Now we just need to wait until he has to go potty.”
The ponies waited for a few hours as they played with Spike, who was now busy drawing out his adventure with a smile on his face. Fluttershy and Rainbow dash was examining the package of Wonderbolts pull-ups, and Pinkie and Rarity were busy helping Twilight put all the foal stuff away.
Twilight sighed on seeing all the foal stuff be packed away in bags. “Oh dear, I think I spent way too many bits on this foal stuff, and I dont think Ill be able to return it all.” She commented.
Pinkie then blushed as she replied. “Well...Mrs. Cake, from what I heard, wants foals really bad. And I’m betting she just might need that stuff. I could keep it until she needs them, whenever that is.”
Twilight smiled at her friend and replied. “That sounds like a great idea, Pinkie. And I’m sure Mrs. Cake will make a fine mother someday.” She turned to see Fluttershy cooing. “Very good, little one.” As spike held up his drawing of him trying to catch a fluffy bunny. Twilight giggled and then asked him. “Hey, Spike, do you need to go potty yet?”
Spike got up and blushed, feeling a pressure in his body. He gave a nod and Fluttershy helped him up and kissed him on the forehead, then helped him down the hallway with Spike giggling and waddling with new enthusiasm. Spike shouted in his mind. “I’m doing it! I'm going potty! And when I do, I'll be a big dragon again!”
He was led down the hall and into the bathroom, where he pulled his pull-ups down and plopped right onto the toilet with minimal effort. He looked up at the mares and blushed.
Twilight, realizing what that meant, turned to her friends. “Hey, let’s give him some privacy while he does his business.”
All the mares left the bathroom, and Spike sighed as he tried to go pee. But in the back of his mind he thought. “Didn’t I enjoy being babied, just a little? I mean yes, it was embarrassing, but it was so nice to get a break.”
“Well we can keep it like this,” The voice suggested.“Just put a diaper on and use it. It’s okay if you want to stay a baby.”
Spike shook his head. “No! Even though it was nice, I want to be a big dragon, not a baby. I still need to help Twilight, and I don't think I would have a chance with Rarity if I stayed in diapers, even for just a little while.”He then tinkled in the toilet, and he heard the voice sigh. “Alright, it seems I misjudged you. Good luck with your big dragon life, Spike.”
Twilight was walking back and forth outside the bathroom, when she heard a flushing sound, and Spike came out, throwing the pull-up in the trash and shouting in triumph. “I think it worked! I think I'm back to my old self again!”
The mares all squealed as if he were an actual toddler that had just been potty trained, hugging him closely! Twilight smothered him in kisses. “Aww, we're so proud of you, Spike!”
Spike blushed, and hugged Twilight back and whispered. ”Yeah, it’s great being out of diapers.”
Rainbow Dash laughed. “Yeah, well we’re glad to have the old Spike back, even if the baby one was cute.”
Rarity blushed and sighed in relief, no longer would her hooves need to touch used diapers. “Yes, it’s wonderful that you’re healthy and well, not to mention fully potty trained. I hope that we can keep the old, normal, big Spike.”
Spike blushed. “Thanks, Rarity…sorry for making you change one of my diapers.”
Rarity just replied nervously. ”Oh, it was nothing, darling. Let’s just forget that it ever happened.”
Rainbow Dash laughed out loud with a big smile on her face. “Speak for yourself! I’m going to make sure you never forget that! I just wish I could’ve been there to see it! Rarity, changing a diaper!”
Rarity groaned. as she threw her hair to the side, and Pinkie laughed. “Oh, it doesn’t matter. I mean all of Ponyville saw Spike in a soggy diaper from what I hear.”
Twilight gave a glare at Pinkie, then turned to Spike with a sheepish smile. “Well, we can just address to Ponyville that you’re not a baby, can’t we?”
Spike sighed and shrugged. “I don’t know. I don’t think a lot of ponies saw me. And if anypony asks, we can just tell them the truth.”
Twilight smiled and hugged him. “Well, it doesn’t matter. What does matter, is that now you’re back to being the Spike I know and love. And now I need to remove the curse from these things. I'll probably give them to Mrs. Cake afterwards, seeing as she might have foals someday.”
Spike squeaked upon seeing the stroller and jumped back! That’s what had started this whole thing! ”Woah! Keep that away from me!” He demanded!
The rest of the mares laughed, and Rarity cooed. “Alright I better get going,” She came over and planted a kiss on Spike’s forehead, making him blush as she then cooed. “Even though I’m not a fan of changing diapers, you were adorable as a baby, Spikey Wikey.” Spike just nodded with a dumbfounded expression as Rarity strode out the door.
Rainbow Dash made a “bleh!” sound and groaned. “I'm just going to get out of here before I become a baby too. See you guys later!” She flew out the door, as Pinkie then bounced over. “Alright, Spike, I better get going too, and store all this foal stuff away!”
Spike smiled at her and whispered. “Okay, thanks, Pinkie. Just be careful with that stroller. You don’t want to end up being a baby too.”
Pinkie giggled. “Thanks, Spike, but Twilight took the enchantments off. And besides, even if I did become a baby, Mrs.Cake would definitely love getting some practice!” She then bounced out the door, as Spike eyed her and whispered. “What does she mean by that?”
Fluttershy then slowly walked up to Spike, and teared up a little as she apologized. “Hey, Spike, uh...sorry for not watching you like I I should’ve. It’s my fault so many ponies saw you in diapers.”
But Spike smiled at her and replied. “Hey, I forgive you, it was all just a big accident. Hopefully, Angel isn’t too mad at me for chasing him.”
Fluttershy beamed at Spike and cooed. “Oh, don’t worry about him, he’s just a little fussy bunny. In fact, he’s probably already back home. But I better get back to my cottage.”
Twilight came over and hugged Fluttershy. “Well take care, and thanks for helping me with Spike earlier.”
The pegasus nodded and left the room as Twilight turned to Spike, blushing, “Uh...Spike...you’re going to hate me for this, but I still need to go help Applejack with the applebucking. I kind of just left her by herself.”
The dragon smiled up at Twilight and replied. “Hey, Twilight, don’t worry about me. I'm a big dragon, remember?”
Twilight nodded and sighed. “Right, Spike, you're not a baby. I guess... after you finish cleaning up the library, we can have dinner.”
The dragon squeaked in protest. “But no formula, right?!”
Twilight laughed and waved a hoof. “Of course not, Spike. How about a giant plate of gems for you, and a big salad for myself?”
Spike sighed in relief and nodded in approval. “That sounds good to me.”
Twilight then ran out the door, shouting! “Alright, big dragon! I'm counting on you!” ‘
Spike waved until Twilight was out of sight. Then he closed the door, sighing in relief.
Out of the corner of his eye, he then saw the package of Wonderbolts pull-ups on the ground, as a thought crossed his mind. “Despite diapers being embarrassing, pullups...they weren’t too bad, actually.” Blushing he picked up the package, and taking one out, he felt the plush fabric with a claw, smirking. “Dang, these things are soft,” He looked around, making sure he was alone, then the little dragon slowly pulled one on over his rump. He blushed, scrunching the padded pants between his legs, and giggled.“ Alright, I’ll wear one, but only for a little bit.” He then picked up a broom and started sweeping around the library while whistling a tune. What Twilight didn’t know, wouldn’t hurt her.
