Prolouge: Meeting Baby New Years

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Before Twilight came to Ponyville, she heard the rumors of how the new year began as any other pony in Equestria. A few years ago, a famous scientist named Dr.Whooves worked on a major breakthrough and built a time-traveling device. However, when the scientist attempted to use the device, it sent his body through time and space, resulting in turning himself into a newborn foal. Afterward, he seemed to have been able to find a cure. But after the incident, the stallion would revert for a foal hereafter on the last day of the year. Many journalists and scholars have interviewed the stallion. Still, he has refused to tell ponies of what he saw and why he turns into a foal every year. Ponies would even ask his wife Derpy for answers, and she was not only tight lip about it but also seemed unsure of how it happens. Twilight, however, coming from Canterlot, has heard the stories and rumors and was eager to see Dr.Whooves deage and maybe see if she can find answers. She was preparing for what was known as the annual new year's eve party Pinkie Pie hosted every year at Sugarcube Corner, tidying her mane and tail. Spike also seemed rather excited having his scales polished and had the suit Rarity made for him for the Galloping Gala. Twilight smirked, knowing full well he was only going to the party because Rarity would be there. She came over to the little dragon and ruffled his spines. "Are you ready to go?"

"Yeah, Twilight, I've been waiting for you; come on! We're already late!" Spike shouted.

The violet unicorn gave a sheepish smile, actually feeling rather nervous as she replied, "sorry, I'm just a bit nervous...if Dr. Whooves turns into a foal, then I can't talk to him. So I have to rely on Derpy telling me what happened to him and I just hope she can."

Spike rolled his eyes. "Who cares? I just want to see Rarity and ask her to da-D..d.do..um...nevermind, can we just go?"

The violet unicorn snickered behind a hoof as she walked off with Spike; they headed to Sugarcube Corner, and there they went to join the party already in full swing. Many ponies being adults, were already drinking heavily, some stumbling about while others were having a blast on the dance floor. Mr. and Mrs. Cake were selling all kinds of pastries and seemed to be rather pleased with the sales and the bar they set up as well. Pinkie Pie bounded over, shouting, "Welcome to the New years eve party, Twilight! Glad you could make it!"

Twilight hugged her in return as she continued, "of course, Pinkie, I was rather excited to come to see Dr.Whooves."

"Oh him! He's getting ready for his performance; he doesn't show himself until way later, now go! eat, drink and have fun!" Pinkie Pie exclaimed out loud.

"Of course, I can wait," Twilight responded quite cheerfully as Spike just walked off, looking around and eventually spotting Rarity already drinking a glass of wine and talking to Fluttershy about something at the bar. Spike pouted, seeing he was too young to drink, and turned to Pinkie and asked, "you have any non-alcoholic drinks?"

"Of course!" Pinkie exclaimed, pouring him a cup of fruit punch. He shrugged and walked over to Rarity, hoping to get a New Year's kiss from her.

Twilight also took a cup of punch, wanting to remain sober to see this strange phenomenon and study it. In fact, the mare didn't do much at the party outside of drinking punch, eat some cake, and have some light conversations with her friends. But most ponies were now looking towards a podium at the end of the room, and there the delivery mare known as the mayor of Ponyville was coming up the steps and tapped a hoof at a microphone. "Hello everypony, may I have your attention please?"

Everypony became quiet, turning their attention to the mayor. "Now attention everypony, the new year is almost upon us, and a lot has happened, Nightmare Moon almost sent Equestria into eternal darkness, we had a wonderful running of the leaves, we have had some of our own ponies from Ponyville attend the Grand Galloping Gala...though I heard it turned out to be quite a disaster. But besides all that overall, I say this was a rather good year, seeing we have gained a new librarian Twilight Sparkle who, with her new friends, saved us all."

Everypony clopped their hooves, making the mare dip her head, looking somewhat embarrassed. The mayor continued. "Now, New Years is almost upon us, and I believe that we should have another pony take the stage before hoof."

She clapped her hooves together as the brown coated earth pony known as Dr.Whooves slowly walked up the steps. He slowly walked towards the microphone and tapped it before whispering, "Testing, testing…"

The ponies on the floor fell in silence as the stallion fixed his tie and continued, "thank you again for coming to my fifth and final term as the baby new years...again I've said this many times before, but this is rather embarrassing, and I think it's rather annoying for Derpy. But this is more important than you realize, at least for the past five years iv'e been doing this. But this is a great time to come together and celebrate a new year! A rebirth of sorts, so let the countdown begin three...two...one...Happy New years!"

Pinkie squealed, shooting out a cannon of confetti over the crowd as everypony cheered all the noise. Confetti blinded and deafened Twilight's senses until she saw Derpy come up with a baby blue colored diaper bag strapped around her waist. After a few moments of fussing over her husband. She then threw Dr.Whooves up, who was now a chubby foal with his rump now strapped with a diaper strapped around it and a little tiny white sash tied around his chest with "baby new year!" printed on the fabric.

The crowd dawwed and cooed at the colt, some clapping and cheering still while Derpy had placed her "husband" on her back as she skipped off down the podium. Twilight finished her lunch before running after the pegasus, shouting, "wait! Hold up!"

Derpy turned with a confused look and asked, "Hey Twilight, what's up?"

Twilight took a second to catch her breath before continuing. "I wanted to ask about your husband and his regression every year... I've been fascinated with the story and just wanted to ask some questions."

The grey coated pegasus shook her head. "Sorry, my husband said nopony could know about what happened, sorry."

The violet unicorn gave a sigh knowing this was what Derpy, "I know...but I swear nopony will know if you tell me.I'm just super curious about time travel!"

The pegasus was going to say no again, but the foal raised a hoof as he then took out a small device and placed it on his neck, then spoke in a very shrill voice. "Ok, Twilight, seeing that you saved us and seeing you're a scholarly pony like myself, I think I'll share with you my little
adventure."

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" Twilight cried out loud, hopping up and down like her friend Pinkie Pie.

"But, first, let's go home. I'm rather hungry…" The little colt suggested rubbing a hoof over his belly.

Derpy giggled behind her hoof. "He always gets super hungry when this happens; I already have a warm bottle of formula with his name on it!"

"Wait, Derpy, you didn't leave the bottle warmer, did you!?" Dr. Whooves cried out loud.

The pegasus gulped rushed off through the snowy streets of Ponyville towards the Doctor's house, hoping to find it not burned down.

They all eventually came to Dr.Whooves house, and there they found it not on fire. They went through the house to the kitchen, where Derpy took her husband in her hooves and plopped a bottle of formula into his mouth. She watched him suckled his meal down his throat while Twilight sipped a mug of hot chocolate. The colt was rather adorable and extremely pudgy. Derpy had to hold the bottle sideways and placed it into her husband's mouth. Twilight was quite surprised to see that Dr.Whooves seemed unable to independently hold his bottle; she surmised he was indeed a helpless newborn. As the colt was finishing his bottle and suckling the last of the contents, he started to pee his diaper with an audible hissing noise emanating from his padding. Twilight was quite surprised to see the doctor, not even notice that she would be entirely embarrassed if that were her. She realized that he has to be quite used to this for him to be so calm. Derpy wasn't phased either and waited for her husband to finish and then went about and started changing the colt's padding around the colt's rump and wiped his backside, gave it a thorough powdering, then strapped him back in a fresh diaper. Dr. Whooves stretched his hooves and replied, "ok, I'm ready to tell my story, so sit back and relax."

Twilight got ready, plopping down on a couch across from the couple with a notebook and a quill in her magic. "I'm ready!"

She waited for Dr. Whooves to begin his tale as he cleared his throat and gave a cute burp before starting his story. "It all started when I made my first time machine…."

Chapter One: A experiment gone wrong

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I was working on one of my greatest inventions: a device that could do something that not even the greatest unicorn mages couldn't achieve. The device would allow the user to travel through time. It looked rather odd being a blue colored old phone booth with a dashboard full of random buttons and levers. It all seemed rather complicated, but to me I knew how to operate this devise with ease. I was rather pleased with myself as I had, in fact, finished this time travel machine after years of sweat and tears. The device was ready to get him to any destination at any point in Equestria's history or future.

I threw a hoof over my face wiping the sweat from my brow. I then heard the door open from behind him. I looked to see my fiance' Derpy coming downstairs with a platter full of sandwiches, cups full of black tea, and a teapot with steam pouring out of the spout with a smile on her face as she asked. "So you finally made your major breakthrough?"

I raised his head in pride and placed a hoof over my chest, and exclaimed, "that's right! My greatest invention is finally complete! I can't wait to try it out!"

I took a cup of steaming tea and drank it down while sitting down and chowing down on my sandwich. "Thank you, you're always at my side through everything."

"Of course, I love it when you get excited over your experiments." the sweet grey coated pegasus responded curtly with a little blush growing on her cheeks.

I strutted over to my soon to be wife and looked down into her golden eyes. I bent forward and kissed her. We held each other into each other's embrace. As we broke, I looked at my fiance' and whispered, "you've done so much in helping me get to this point; you found all the necessary components, and despite you not even knowing what they are or do. I really couldn't have done this without your assistance."

Derpy nuzzled under my neck as she replied, "I may not understand everything you talk about, but I couldn't help but see how your experiments turn out….though time travel? Are you sure this is a good idea?"

I scoffed at the question and exclaimed quite adamantly. "Of course! This is the biggest breakthrough in Equestrian history! Only the great Starswirl the Bearded could achieve time travel. Still, his spells were very known to be dangerous and experimental, with very few being able to perform them. I, however, finished creating a device that will be able to be used by anypony!"

I slammed a hoof back over my chest and proclaimed, "but of course, it will need a test run, and I have no objections trying it myself!

Derpy looked downward as she gave a nod, still feeling unsure of my decision, but she saw there was no stopping me as she whispered, "alright...just be careful."

I gave a sigh under my breath. She always worries over me and my experiments, but it was also rather touching. She was so caring and thoughtful. It's the reason why she was my special somepony. I placed my hoof under her chin and lifted her head up. "Don't worry, I won't do anything that'll put my life in danger."

Depry still didn't seem convinced but nodded anyway; the stallion slowly came to the phonebooth. I went over and started pressing buttons on the dashboard and then set for a few hours before. This was just a test run, so I didn't need to go back that far through time. However, as I finished inputting the time I wish to travel to, the dashboard started to glow and sputter, shooting out spouts of electricity; the dashboard then suddenly burst into spouts of flames, and the time machine exploded. I looked over to see my fiance' rushing over to help. A bright light enveloped everything, and I was sent through a portal, and everything exploded into a rainbow of colors.

I woke up with a raging headache, and slowly rubbed a hoof over my head and looked across my basement, and saw that I was thrown a few meters away from the device. The machine was still relatively intact, but the device's dashboard was utterly destroyed. I looked over to see Depry was somewhat confused, staring at the time machine in horror.

I was in great pain and groaned as I rubbed the back of my neck. "Hey, Derpy over here!"

The grey coated pegasus looked over and gasped seeing me and flew over and embraced me in a hug, wrapping her wings around me as she cried out. "Oh, thank Celestia, your ok!"

"Yeah... I'm fine...though I guess not so much for my time machine...luckily only the dashboard was destroyed." I grumbled under my breath, don't get me wrong, I was glad I was alive, but this whole ordeal was a major setback with my experiment.

"Well, I'm just happy you're ok," Derpy whispered, nuzzling herself into me. I hugged her back, feeling much better with her next to me, but she was quivering beneath his hooves; this whole mess must've been quite traumatizing. I bent to her ear and whispered, "don't fret, I'm perfectly fine...I think that's enough experimenting for today...why don't we go to the new years party at Sugarcube Corner? I think we both need a break."

"Oh, that sounds like fun!" Derpy exclaimed, clapping her hooves together. I got back on my hooves and looked over at my time machine, and pondered what could've gone wrong? I thought I had everything engineered, and the particle accelerator installed was perfectly tuned. I thought I would just have to recalculate some things to avoid another catastrophic failure...but for now, it will be an excellent time to go party and try to forget about my problems.

So we left our house, and we both set off to Sugarcube Corner. We spent a good few hours dancing and drinking and having a good time at the party. A teenager, Pinkie Pie, was there bouncing around throwing balloons and serving drinks, while the Cakes were handling the pastry bar. I continued to drink some wine but tried not to drink too much as I hated being drunk. Things seemed to be relatively normal at the party as I did my best to try forgetting about tonight's unfortunate events. Derpy stayed close to me for most of the night as we danced together, having a seemingly good time together. It was apparent that the mare was still nervous for my well being as she asked, "Hey, you feeling ok? You're not hurt or anything?"

I gulped down the rest of my wine as I felt somewhat nervous about the side effects of my failed time machine's quantum effects. I looked around my body, kicked my legs; my headache was gone, and I didn't feel pain. I even gave my rump a shake. "Yeah, I'm fine….no side effects as far as I can see or feel."

Derpy took her hooves and hugged me once again, and I fell into her embrace as we continued to dance together as slow music coursed through the cafe. We danced around the cafe to the music, and they turned to Pinkie Pie, the teenaged pink coated mare that worked at Sugarcube Corner, bounced to the podium and proclaimed. "Alrighty! It's time for the countdown! Once again thank you all for welcoming me to Ponyville. I love this town and everypony here! I had a great year throwing tons of parties! And this has to be the biggest one yet! Now, let's begin the countdown…"

As the ponies around them counted down from ten...I looked into my fiance's gold-colored eyes, and we seemed to be drawn together. It wasn't long until we slowly embraced. We kissed each other again the second time that night. Then suddenly, everypony around us shouted, "Happy New Years!" from the crowd. In that instance, I saw those rainbow colors flood my vision, and they enveloped me, and the last thing I remember was my body shrinking to the ground.

I woke up once again. I was on my back and staring up at the ceiling with a raging headache again. I slowly turned my head and looked around me and saw that the party was long over, the music stopped, and most ponies had left. It took me a few moments to realize. However, everything seemed bigger the tables and chairs were towering over me, the last few ponies still drinking or dancing were being herded out the doors by Pinkie, and the Cakes were huge! They looked like giants! What was going on!? Why does everything feel so weird? I tried moving my limbs, but they seemed to be moving on their own, wiggling about over me. I gasped, seeing my pudgy brown hooves; they were thick full of blubbery fat! I tried to shout for help, but a wave of incoherent gibberish babbled out instead! Did I lose the ability to talk? My hooves are full of fat? Ponies looking like giants!? My mind suddenly came to the conclusion I had been regressed to a foal!?

At this realization, I tried to get somepony's attention by waving my new pudgy limbs about and started to cry out. Pinkie Pie was the first pony to notice me. She scooped me up within her hooves. I must be pretty light, maybe only weighing a few pounds. I was now staring at the big blue eyes as she chirped, "Hey, little guy! Looks like some little foal wandered into the party."

Both Mr. and Mrs. Cake, upon hearing this from Pinkie, came overlooking somewhat surprised at what they were seeing. I felt so anxious and scared, kicking about my pudgy hooves and whimpering as they slowly came over to get a closer look at me.

Cupcake was surprised to see the foal and asked, "who is this little foal? I don't remember anypony bringing their kids?"

Carrot Cake scratched his mane and replied, "There were a lot of ponies that came through; maybe somepony couldn't find a foal sitter?"

Pinkie Pie shook her head, looking the colt over. "I know almost everypony in Ponyville, and none of them have a colt with this mane or coat color…I bet he escaped the maternity ward at the hospital. We should talk to nurse Redheart and see if she's missing a foal."

Cupcake ruffled Pinkie's mane and replied, "what a great idea, Pinkie, she's probably right; the little one must've somehow escaped the maternity ward."

She then took the poor doctor onto her back with the little colt whimpering as he could feel the strain on my bladder. I drank a lot, and it seemed all that liquid from his adult body was condensed in his younger form must've filled it up. What's worse, he knew this body wouldn't be able to hold it for long. I started to whine and kick my chubby legs, feeling the pang in my bladder about to burst! But suddenly, it was almost out of nowhere I felt a soft, comfortable fabric ramp around my rump. I was quite curious about what this feeling was, to my horror. I watched as my rump was wrapped up in white puffy looking fabric! It didn't take long for me to conclude that it had to be a diaper! I kicked and cried furiously that I was a doctor with two PHDs having to be humiliated in such a manner! Pinkie seemed somewhat confused by my reaction when it came to my realization that the pink coated mare was the one dressing me in the fabric as she commented, "Oh my, he's rather fussy."

"Where did you even get that? We don't have foals?" Mrs.Cake asked, being instead surprised herself.

"Hey, I have all kinds of stuff in my mane! Never know when you need some protection for a foal!" Pinkie exclaimed proudly as she bounced over and nuzzled me. She then placed me on the older mare's back. I couldn't lie; the fabric felt good around me, like a soft pillow hugging my rump. The pink coated mare quickly jumped over and asked, "Can I take care of him, please!?"

"No... we'll take care of the foal...but thank you for your help," Mrs. Cake replied; it was evident as much as she trusted Pinkie, she didn't feel as if the teenager was ready for caring for a foal.

Mr.Cake came over and ruffled Pinkie's mane and replied, "don't worry, we've been thinking of having foals ourselves, so it gives us some practice."

"Right, ok, well, if you need anything, let me know!" Pinkie exclaimed as she bounced off to her room.

I just sat there on the big blue mare's back, completely helpless and unable to do anything as I was carried up the stairs and towards the Cakes bedroom. There he was set down on the bed. I just laid on a sea of mattress, looking upwards at the ceiling above. The mare Cupcake left probably to go get herself ready for bed. I decided to try moving my limbs, but my body seemed to not respond as before. I felt drool run down my cheeks from my attempts to talk. Mrs.Cake came back over with a smile on her face looking down at me. "Awww, is the little one trying to talk? Don't you worry, tomorrow we'll find your parents, and you can let them hear your first words."

I grumbled under my breath being talked to in such a manner. However, my thoughts were interrupted as the big mare came down into the bed and held me close to her warm chest as I snuggled within her embrace. I was so perplexed about the situation I was in. How can he escape this predicament? I was now snuggled into the embrace of the massive mare, Mrs.Cake, and I could hear her rhythmic heartbeat. I didn't want to admit it, but this was rather soothing and comforting...of course, these are just my foalish instincts kicking in and overriding my senses. I closed my eyes and wondered in my mind how I was going to find Derpy and try to get back to normal.

Chapter two: Dr.Whooves meet your new family!

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I woke up the next morning feeling quite relaxed. I yawned and tried to stretch my limbs, and I felt something clammy and cold around my rump. I saw a diaper strapped around my seat, quite soaked in urine and darkly stained yellow. I was furious, kicking and crying, "Ugh! This stupid foal body, I can't control my bodily functions!

I didn't realize that I woke up Mrs.Cake and her husband with my crying and wailing. Mr.Cake grumbled, "ugh can you get him…"

"Oh honey, when we have foals, we're going to have to get used to this!" Mrs.Cake yawned as she stretched her limbs and picked the foal back on her back. She then placed him down on the ground as I grumbled to myself. "Ugh, I must be no older than a day or two...If I was at least one year or even six months old, I would be able to walk. I am in quite a pickle; I can't walk, talk or even use the bathroom...how can I get back to Derpy?"

I didn't even realize all this worrying was making me whimper and kick my hooves about.

"Oh my, you're quite fussy this morning, don't worry, I'll get you out of that clammy diaper soon." The mare cooed down at me. This made me angrier as I shouted, "that's not why I'm crying! Ugh! Why can't you understand me!"

The mare, of course, couldn't hear him as she began to untape my diaper and explained, "good thing I had my husband borrow some foal supplies last night, or we would've been in quite a pickle."

I just laid back and let her go about with my first diaper change; she continued with wiping my rump, making me shiver with the cold wipes hitting me. Still, I endured it then felt the soft foal powder hit my rump for the first time. She then continued to tape me up in another diaper, which she taped snuggly around me once again. I calmed down as she placed me on her back, and she then took me downstairs. Mrs.Cake went about fixing up a bottle of formula for him. I sighed, seeing that regular milk, especially for his newborn foal body, would've been harder to digest. She went about heating it in a pot of water I just watched with drool coming down my mouth and my tummy growling. I was rather hungry, and I even began to whimper, wanting to have that bottle in my mouth. She carried me back to the main floor of Sugarcube Corner, where she sat me down and held me sideways. I looked up at the bottle and watched as she slowly plopped the tip of the amber nipple into my mouth. My eyes went wide as the taste of the formula went down my throat. I know it was mostly my foal's senses kicking in; if I were an adult, this would've been rather bland...but right now, it felt beautiful as I suckled the contents down. It was all quite humiliating, though, being bottle-fed and being hummed and cooed at by this big mare. But at the very least, she didn't know who I really was, so this is all normal to her. After finishing up the bottle and I was basically suckling air Mrs.Cake plopped the bottle from my mouth. I knew that the formula would cause a chemical reaction in my body, which will make me gassy. Mrs.Cake predicted this as well, placing me over her back and giving it a few pats as I puked over a napkin. The mare laughed as she took a wipe and cleaned up my mouth. "Alright, there all cleaned up little cutie."

She placed the foal on her back as Pinkie Pie bounded downstairs. The pink coated mare pouted seeing Mrs.Cake with Whooves. "Awww, I wanted to feed him."

"Sorry, Pinkie, he was fussy and needed a diaper change...the little colt was quite a super soaker," Mrs.Cake snickered behind a hoof. I gave a few angry babbles at the comment I was in a foal's body, but I will not be nicknamed "super soaker."

The mares just dawwed at me; it was as if my protests just made me look cuter. Mr.Cake yawned, coming downstairs. "So is that what we have to look forward to when we have foals?"

"Yeah, pretty much." his wife snickered as she nuzzled Carrot Cake; then replied, "I better go to the hospital and see who this little one belongs to."

"Right, good luck with that." The stallion responded back; he then came in close and kissed her on the lips. Whooves just laid there feeling so embarrassed about this whole situation. We eventually went through the front doors and just sat there shaking nervously as we set out into the streets of Ponyville, where I just laid on the mare's back unable to do anything but endure the incoming humiliation of being treated as a foal.

At the hospital, I was now sitting plopped in Mrs. Cake's lap. I sat there still pouting; the ongoing treatment of being cooed and dawwed at on their way to the hospital was beyond humiliating. Luckily at the very least, nopony would ever believe I was Dr.Whooves so his idenity so far was a secret. As I waited patiently in Mrs. Cake's lap the big blue-coated mare looked down at me and ruffled my tiny mane. "Don't worry, Nurse Redheart will be back soon. You've been a very patient little colt."

I nuzzled into the mare's lap a bit more, not really knowing how to take the comment. Personally, I was just happy I hadn't had an accident since coming here.

Nurse Redheart eventually did return with a grim look on her face. She looked up and explained, "So, I checked all our records over the past few weeks, and we never had a foal born here with this colt's description... I'm sorry, I don't know how we can identify his parents."

Mrs.Cake gave a deep breath and sighed, "oh dear, what do we do? Maybe his parents come from another town, and they forgot him here?"

I whined and kicked a little getting quite irritated, and babbled angrily, "give me back to Derpy! I'm not an actual baby; please, you have to understand baby babble, right!?"

But my whines and cries were just incoherent babbling Redheart bent down to my level. "Hey, don't worry, we'll find your parents; I'll reach out to the other hospitals in Equestria. I'm sure somepony knows who your parents are."

The nurse then picked me up and placed me down on the patient's bench as she cooed, "while you're here, might as well give you a check-up."

He squeaked as she put a flashlight in his eyes, which made him kick about. But she continued to place a stethoscope on his chest and listened to his heartbeat. I dabbled in medical science, knowing she was making sure I was just healthy. But the stethoscope felt so cold on my chest, making me shiver and pee again in my diaper. The mares dawwed, making me whine and kick even more out of irritation. Redheart then shined the light in his ears and nodded. "Hmmm, seems like a healthy baby colt to me."

"How old do you think he is?" Mrs. Cake asked out of curiosity.

"Hmmm, from my estimate, no more than a few days, he's rather small and still can't sit up on his own or walk on his own. That's why I'll reach out to the other hospitals regarding recent births; there has to be a record of a foal's birth matching this colt's description." Redheart explained.

I just groaned, looking up at the bright lights ahead, knowing they'll find nothing. The nurse asked, "so..um...seeing that you're already a foal sitting him...would you mind keeping an eye on him until we find his parents? Personally, I'm not ready for foals."

Mrs.Cake picked me up once again and placed me on her back as she squealed in delight, "of course! My husband and I talk about having foals soon, so this will be great practice! But...I hate calling him the foal or colt. I think he needs a name."

This got me really angry as I kicked and started to kick and cry out. "My name is Doctor Whooves, and I have 2 PHDs! I will not be treated like a helpless baby!"

"Oh my, he got really cranky here; let me have him for a second." Redheart laughed as she took me back to the bench and then started to rub a hoof over my chubby and rather sensitive belly. "A goochi goochi coo!"

My darn foalish instincts kicked in as I burst into fits of laughter, unable to control myself as I kicked, and squealed like a newborn. The mares then snickered as I looked up at them with a surprised look on my face. Then I felt the warm wet feeling around my crotch area and gasped realizing I pissed myself again!

"See works like a charm, now how about that name?" Redheart responded as she moved out of the way for Mrs. Cake to come over where she went about to change my diaper once again. I whimpered and whined, enduring my rump being cleaned and taped up into a new thick diaper once more. Mrs.Cake looked over me once more and replied to Redheart's question. "Why don't we name him Chocolate Cake? Or little Cocoa for short."

"Hmm, seems plain but can't argue seeing his coat color and him being rather chubby…" Nurse Redheart giggled as the colt grumbled irritably as he was plopped back down on Cupcake's back. How long will I have to endure this humiliation before I could find Derpy and get back to normal?

chapter three: The doctor is revealed!

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Well, I will skip about a week of some rather embarrassing details, so I'll start the morning I finally met Derpy. It was early morning, and I woke up right next to Mrs.Cake, the plump mare.

She was a natural mother caring for him like if he were her own son, and it was rather heartwarming. I was cuddled next to her chest, and I had to admit the life of a foal was relatively relaxing and straightforward. I took the time to try walking as my newfound caretakers wouldn't let me outside due to the snow outside. If I was going to leave and get back to normal, it would have to be done with my fours hooves. It wasn't as easy it sounds, especially with the poofy garment throwing my balance off. I stumbled about on the bed, trying to get my bearings and used to my new body. I, however, didn't notice two thick hooves wrapping around my body and cuddling around me.

"Looks like little Cocoa is trying to walk, so adorable!" Mrs. Cake cooed as she took the little colt and hugged him close to her chest.

Mr. Cake also was a perfect father; he always seemed to pick up the slack when Mrs.Cake needed help with their new charge. I also had to admit sleeping in was rather nice not having to worry much about things. That was until once again, I felt my diaper squish between my legs and groaned. Soiling myself definitely wasn't something I was going to get used to anytime soon. I then felt the mare's hoof rubbing my padding. "Uh oh, someone needs a diaper change."

I just groaned, but I found trying to fight back was simply futile. I was then placed down on a changing pad near the bed. I looked away, still feeling way too embarrassed to watch my diaper change. I whimpered and kicked as the cold wipes hit my rump, then feeling the fresh powder poured on my nether regions. But eventually, I could feel the familiar feeling of the snug Mrs.Cake strapped a new diaper around my rump. As embarrassing as it sounds, I did enjoy the feeling of a fresh diaper around my rump along with the rather sweet smell of talcum powder.

"There all changed and no fussing this morning, "Mrs. Cake cooed, giving my crinkling padding a few pats making some of the excess foal powder too puff out. My cheeks turned a bright shade of pink. I was still not used to being babied and treated like a helpless fool. The mare continued to take me downstairs, and eventually, we came upon it. Pinkie Pie was already up and looking already cheerful. She turned towards the two coming downstairs and waved a hoof, "Hey you two, I see Chocolate Cake is finally up!"

"Yeah, he was up practicing walking; it was so adorable." The pudgy mare explained.

I just groaned, hiding my face over my eyes, feeling so embarrassed as Pinkie Pie clapped her hooves and squealed, "oh, that's just so cute! I have to see that some time!"

Mrs. Cake then placed me into a high chair and strapped me in, as she cooed, "Oh, I'm sure you will; we have the nursery in that extra guest room; we can have him practice walking more later. For now, I see you already get his breakfast; thank you!"

Pinkie Pie skipped over with a bottle of formula and a small bowl full of foal oatmeal, a typical breakfast I've been getting each morning as she exclaimed, "oh, that sounds like a great idea, and of course I love getting little Cocoa his breakfast each morning!"

Mrs. Cake came over and gave Pinkie a hug. "Oh, thank you! Now please just feed Cocoa, ok?"

"Okie Dokie, Mrs.Cake, you can count on me!" the pink coated mare exclaimed.

The cubby mare gave a worried look before going back up the stairs leaving me to hope that Pinkie would only feed him and not try giving him another "party."

The pink coated mare then strapped a bright blue bib around my neck, and she went about feeding me the foal oatmeal mixed with some applesauce. I did my best to not make a mess, but my relatively young body was hard to control, and I got oatmeal all over my face and tray. But Pinkie Pie was in my face, and she kept dawwing and making faces, and I couldn't help but burst into a fit of giggling. The pink coated mare took advantage of my state, and she started to poke my chubby belly, making me kick and coo adorably as I spat out my food and blowing bubbles unconsciously.

This must have gone on for some time; as patrons started walking into, he could hear the dawws and whispers of how cute I was. It was funny. I've never had this much attention in all my years as a scientist…again, I would rather be acknowledged for my scientific achievements than being called cute…though it was rather lovely though. But my thoughts were interrupted as Pinkie Pie plopped a bottle of formula in my mouth. I took the bottle and held it in place as he suckled down its contents. Mrs. Cake came by, nodding her head, "you're getting better at this foal care stuff, Pinkie? You sure you're not nanny material?"

"Oh, I just had to try my hand at caring for this adorable foal! Besides, it's been a week, and no one claimed him? At this rate, he might be a part of the family!" Pinkie chirped, seeming to be rather excited.

I had to admit the Cakes and Pinkie Pie we're really good with foals, and I honestly wouldn't mind being adopted by them at the same time. I really needed to find a way to convince them I wasn't a baby. I tried talking to them, making gestures, and it was clear even to them I wasn't like other foals; for one, I don't cry and was very quiet. But it wasn't enough if only I had access to paper and some writing material. I didn't realize I was well lost in thought that I didn't even notice the foal bottle being removed from my mouth, and I saw to my surprise it was empty, and I've been suckling air for a bit.

"Aww, he must've been rather hungry," Pinkie snickered as she plopped a big blue pacifier in his mouth.

I just looked away and suckled on his pacifier; having it bounce up and down in my mouth was rather soothing. Afterward, Pinkie picked me up and had me settled down and strapped down in a stroller. I always squeaked when the clasps went around my padded bottom, scrunching my diaper into me. She then placed a stuffed teddy bear in my hooves as she looked over at Mrs.Cake and asked, "hey can I take the little one out for a stroll."

"Oh, sure, but make sure he's bundled up; it's still rather cold out," The portly mare cooed as Pinkie took out a little sweatshirt, then dressed it over me, placed a scarf around my neck, and placed a knit cap over my head.

"There that should keep the little one warm," Pinkie cooed as she pinched my cheeks, making me squirm about even more.

I was pushed through the snow covered streets, it was rather nice getting out after being cooped up inside. Thought I had to admit it was still rather chilly I couldn't help but shiver as a cold wind blew though and I couldn't help but urinate in my diaper to keep myself warm for a bit. However, I also took the opportunity to look around, hoping to spot my wife; maybe I could somehow convince her that I'm really Dr. Whooves. If almost by fate, I came upon Derpy, who was out for a stroll herself. She looked gloomy, handing out flyers asking if any pony has seen her husband. Upon seeing this, I started to tear up. I've realized that I have been away for too long, and I had to show I was right here! I held his hooves upward, trying to shout, and babbled gibberish. Pinkie seemed a bit confused at my somewhat random behavior as she looked down at me. "Hey, is something wrong, Cocoa?"

Derpy then noticed me and giving me a surprised look scratching her head, probably wondering why a foal would be "Doctor?"

Pinkie Pie blinked, looking somewhat surprised as she exclaimed, "wait, that's your husband!?"

"I…I mean, this colt looks exactly like him, and it's not just that I can feel like it's him," The mare whispered, seeming to be scrutinizing me. I was getting a bit angry as he raised his hooves and tried to shout that it was me! Of course, the mares just heard a bunch of angry gibberish and babbling. But however, it seemed that Derpy got the message, holding me close to her chest and nuzzling me. "This must've happened to him with his failed time machine!"

"What, a time machine!?" Pinkie exclaimed again, being completely confused.

Derpy scratched the back of her mane and continued, "yeah, it blew up the other night before your new years eve party, and after that night, my husband went missing."

Pinkie took me back into her hooves and snuggled me next into her furry pink chest, and exclaimed, "Yeah, and the next morning after we found this little cutie!"

My face was now bright pink, kicking about feeling so embarrassed having myself exposed to Pinkie Pie and my wife. Derpy couldn't help but draw and picked me back up, and hugged me close to her chest once more. I just rubbed my head against my wife's bosom, feeling so happy being next to her.

The grey-coated mare then gave the foal a kiss on the cheek. "Well, at the very least that nails this little one is my husband, but how do we turn him back to normal!?"

I just rolled his eyes and then waved a hoof; I had a plan! But without being able to communicate, this was going to be rather difficult to execute.

Pinkie may have gotten the message and giggled, "I think that's what the little doctor is trying to say."

Derpy placed then had me set back in the stroller and strapped me back in, making sure I was well secured, and continued, "well, we should get going to the scene of the crime as they say, and we'll talk; about what we'll do there."

I just settled into the stroller, snuggling my teddy, feeling a bit better, I found my wife, and now Pinkie Pie knows who I really am. However, I wasn't ready to have my diaper suddenly poked and prodded by Derpy, who asked, "hey Pinkie can I change his diaper?"

I squeaked and squirmed, shoving my hooves over my exposed padding (which was already soaked in urine). The pink coated mare burst into laughter and exclaimed, "Hey, you don't have to ask me! You're his wife!?"

I crossed my hooves and grumbled irritably and knew my wife wasn't going to let this go ever. They eventually made it back to the doctor's home (and after another embarrassing diaper change by my wife, which took a while as she kept taping my diaper backward around my rump), they found the time machine still in ruins and I was pushed into the room. I was then taken out of the stroller and plopped down next to my ruined machine. I just stood there seeing how much work it'll take to get this thing repaired. The worst part was going to have to explain my plan first to the mares so they can understand.

I looked over to see Derpy was explaining the situation to Pinkie Pie as she tapped a hoof to her chin, "so you're saying that when your husband tried to go back in time, he accidentally turned himself into a foal? Can I give it a go?"

The grey-coated filly glared at Pinkie, "of course not! Can we focus on helping my husband!"

"Sorry," Pinkie meeped back; she turned her attention back to me; I, however, was already digging around my workstation, taking out some pieces of paper along with some crayons. I blushed, feeling so much like a foal as I began to draw out my plans the best I could. The two mares watched and waited patiently until I showed them a few messy drawings, one of the three of us repairing the time machine, then of me going back in time, the following picture I showed me talking to an older stallion, then the last of me returning home.

Derpy looked down at the plans with a confused expression on her face; she scratched her mane and shrugged, "I don't understand?"

For Pinkie, however, she caught on relatively quick and exclaimed excitedly, "oh! I see the little doctor wants to go back in time to stop himself from making his little mistake then return back here! I think that might cause a time paradox, but sure, I think that sounds like a plan!"

I gave a sigh of relief as I laid down, feeling somewhat exhausted. Still, I was rather relieved that I was finally getting on track getting turned back to normal. Derpy then slowly walked over, picked me up, and nuzzled me to her chest. "Well, at the very least, I know you're ok, and that's all that matters."

I hugged my wife as tightly as I could with my pudgy hooves clinging to her chest once more, feeling somewhat relieved himself that they were untied. Pinkie stood back with a smile doing her best to not ruin the moment as my wife once more strapped me up in a stroller once more before asking out loud, "what do we do now, though? It can take some time before the time machine is repaired, and I have no experience caring for foals?"

I rolled my eyes; I think I had enough of the patronizing and responded, "I can take care of myself, thank you, I may be a foal, but I still have my adult mind. All I need is some pony to go out and buy some stuff and occasionally change my soiled nappies."

I looked up, seeing the two mares just standing over me, giving him motherly smiles. I just groaned, seeing once again his speech was reduced to foal babble. Pinkie Pie then skipped over and plopped a pacifier before saying her piece," I think what our adorable little talker is trying to say is, the Cakes are already taking good care of him. We can continue keeping an eye on the cutie until he's a big pony again."

Dr. Whooves got angry as that was almost the exact opposite of what he was trying to say. Still, Derpy was already nodding her head and replied, "that sounds like a great idea, as long as the Cakes are ok with it."

Pinkie Pie tapped a hoof to her chin as she responded, "Right, but don't we need the doctor's help to repair the machine? I can't imagine him trying to babble directions at us."

I also (unintentionally, I mind you) suckling on my pacifier, wondering how I can communicate promptly with the mares? Then an idea suddenly popped into my head! All my notes and journals were here! All they had to do was follow my steps in how I built the machine and figure out what parts need to be repaired…of course, I would have to reconfigure some of the more advanced components to prevent another catastrophic failure. I gave a smirk and pointed a hoof at a drawer. Derpy noticed as he went over and pulled out another pamphlet showing his plans and notes. "Oh, my husband's notes and journals!"

She then stood there with a confused expression on her face. "um…what do we do with them, though?"

Pinkie Pie then bounced over and proclaimed, "Oh! I understand. The little doctor is trying to say we can go over his work, and he can lead us in rebuilding his time machine!"

She then ruffled my mane with a hoof and squealed, "What a smart little foal!"

Derpy came over and gave me a kiss on the cheek and commented, "well, he is my super-smart husband…um…I can still help with foal supplies?"

"Sure! We can go by the store and pick up some up!" Pinkie squealed. I just sat back and suckled on my pacifier with a pout. I, of course, was not looking forward to going on a shopping trip that involved picking up foal supplies for me…but It looked like there wasn't much he could do.

After a rather embarrassing and uneventful shopping trip, Derpy and Pinkie returned to Sugarcube Corner and explained everything to the Cakes. They seemed to be rather shocked and surprised, but everything seemed to click. I just sat by in my highchair, suckling down another bottle of formula, enjoying the show. Derpy finally saw that the Cakes were still not grasping the situation well as she finally asked, "so, as you see, I feel like you're more qualified in caring for my husband than me, so would it be ok if you watch him? You seem to do pretty well with foals."

Mr.Cake didn't answer right away and stammered, "I… I'm not sure? If my wife says it's ok, I think it's fine."

Mrs.Cake, however, just came over to me and wiped my mouth. "We were thinking of having some foals ourselves soon; the little doctor will give us good practice. Besides, he's actually well behaved."

"Yay! I get to keep my little brother for a few more days!" Pinkie squealed, jumping in joy while Derpy stood by, snickering. I just sat back and crossed my hooves across my chest. I knew secretly she knew this would be highly embarrassing for me and take full advantage of my predicament. But I really wanted to get started on at least surveying the damage of my time machine and start on plans for repair.

But a yawn escaped my mouth as I stretched out tiny limbs, and this, of course, elicited more dawws from the group.

The big blue chubby mare picked me up and plopped me over her back. "well, I think the little one is ready for a nap; afterwards, you can take him to go build this time machine."

My wife just gave me a motherly smiled and cooed, "alright, have a good night doctor, I have some packages that need delivering anyways. I'll come back to pick him up later."

And with that, she flew off as I was carried upstairs once more, where I was plopped down in a small wooden crib. I was then tucked under a handful of fluffy soft foal sheets and had another pacifier plopped into my mouth. I snuggled my favorite plush teddy bear as Mrs. Cake gave me a kiss on the forehead and whispered, "night, little doctor, hope you enjoy your stay here."

I wanted to thank her and her family for doing so much for me. Still, of course, only gurgles and bubbles came from my mouth, and that, of course, in turn, awarded me another kiss on the forehead before she left. I was then left alone to snuggle under the sheets scrunching my fluffy diaper strapped around my rump and feeling relatively relaxed and comfortable. As I closed my eyes and suckled on the rubber nipple in my mouth I thought about how maybe I should take advantage of my situation and treat as a long overdue vacation.

Chapter Four: A Foalish Promise

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Twilight slowly rubbed her eyes and blinked, trying to gauge her surroundings as she began to wake up the following morning. The mare looked realized that must’ve fallen asleep during Dr. Whooves’ story and it was the following morning seeing that the sun’s rays running down on her face. Then she saw a little violet-coated filly running over with her blonde mane and tail flowing around her. She peered up with her piercing gold eyes and chirped, "good morning, Twilight!"

"M…morning…" Twilight yawned as she peered down at a young filly. She clambered up and asked, "so you saw my daddy too, huh?"

The mare blinked, trying to figure out what the little filly was implying; then, it dawned on her that Dr. Whooves, who turned himself into a baby, was indeed this filly's father.

The filly continued to stand there looking up with those piercing gold eyes and continued, "Yes, I did…but um, what's your name?"

"Oh, I'm Dinky Doo! And what's your name!" then little filly chirped in response.

"Her name is Twi…um…Twi something?" Derpy mumbled as she trotted over with a platter of hot chocolate and porridge.

"It's Twilight Sparkle, but thank you," Twilight replied rather abruptly, trying not to be rude when correcting her host.

"Yeah, thanks! This is great!" Dinky chirped in response as she also took a mug and their breakfast. Derpy placed her husband in a playpen nearby whose cheeks were red as they finished. "Sowie, I saw ya fell asleep, and then I dozed off not long after."

Twilight cheeks flushed pink at how cute the little pudgy doctor looked and trotted over. "Oh, there's no need to apologize. I mean, considering we were going onto three in the morning, I'm surprised you lasted that long considering your age."

The doctor squeaked in response and threw his hooves over his eyes, and whined, "stop it; I'm wike thirty."

All the others laughed as Dr. Whooves placed his hooves over his face with a look of embarrassment on his face.

Dinky then trotted over and plopped down in Twilight's lap and asked, "come on, daddy ya gonna tell the rest of the story, right? You always stop right before ya go back in the time machine."

Dr. Whooves' cheeks flushed red as he then continued. "Yeah, I know, but there's a good reason for that…honestly, I'm not sure if I'm breaking ta rules by telling ya. But tis is ta last year I'm doing tis so I can't see how it hurts."

Twilight then quickly picked her notebook and took out a quill, ready to take notes once more. She read some of her previous notes, and sadly not a lot of it seemed that useful. Still, it was a rather interesting story, so she'll continue to listen. She then looked over to see that Derpy was holding her husband and feeding him a bottle of heated formula. The plump little colt had his hooves around the bottle as he suckled down its contents without a care in the world. Twilight was rather annoyed, but she had to keep in mind this doctor is now a year old baby, so she waited patiently until the little foal finished his bottle before burping and then continued, "Alright, I'll continue ta tale, but I warn ya it gets cwazy fwom here."

Twilight beamed a smile seeing they were finally about to get to the good parts, and then Dr. Whooves continued his tale.

A month has passed since the Cakes learned of my true identity, and I woke up underneath a mass of foal blankets to keep me warm. The entire floor was covered in an adorable light blue padded foam, a changing table in the back of the nursery, toys scatted around in a playpen. It was almost unimaginable how things had changed for me. It was an insult to my status, but with the comfortable diaper between my legs (that was quite soaked in urine as I felt it squish between my thighs), and with how relaxed I was, it was, as I said before, a much-needed vacation and I wasn't emberassed anymore. But as I sat back in my crib staring up at the spinning mobile overhead, I couldn't help believe how much the Cakes went out of their way to care for me and make sure my stay here was comfortable. I realized that I must have woken up abit earlier than I intended. I was about to fall asleep. However, that was when Mrs. Cake came into my nursery with a lovely smile on her face and asked, "good morning, sweetie; how did you sleep?"

"Yes, my stay has been rather wonderful, and I thank you for all the accommodations." I tried to say in the most professional manner I could. But of course, my voice came out in a series of babbles that the adult mare simply couldn't understand.

"Awww, yes, I can see you had a lovely night." the mare cooed; she then took me out of the crib and placed me down on the changing table, and there she wiped my rump and cared for me like as if I was her own child. The mare looked down at me with this melancholy look in her eyes as she finished cleaning me up. I felt rather sad seeing that this was probably the last diaper change she'd be giving me, as today I was going to go back in time and stop myself from using that blasted time machine that put me in such a state.

"I don't know if you can understand everything I'm saying, but you have been such a well-behaved little foal; sometimes I forget you are just a grown stallion that was turned into a baby." Mrs. Cake cooed as she picked me up in her hooves, having me kick about in nothing but my diaper crinkling around me. She then placed me down on her back, and I held onto her lush pink and red mane and held them tightly in my hooves. The smell of her mane was washed with the scent of freshly abled goods such as cookies and cake. Also, she seemed to have learned to trot around with me on her back, having me bounce in rhythm to her steps, making my diaper crinkle rather adorably with each step she took. Of course, my foalish side took over, and I couldn't help but giggle in delight, enjoying the ride downstairs.

"Oh, somepony sounds like they're having fun!"

I couldn't help but blush at my enjoyment, being noticed once more by the plump blue mare. Despite my desire to turn back into a stallion, I couldn't help but have the faint idea of wishing I could stay as a foal just for abit longer. But my wife was home alone trying to do her job as a delivery pony. She had done a lot of work with a time machine, so it's not fair to her while I continue to enjoy being a helpless foal while she's going through so much stress on her own.

Mrs. Cake eventually made her way downstairs. There I came upon the main dining area of Sugarcube Corner and saw, to my amazement and surprise, that the entire room was set up as if for a birthday party. I looked around the room and was rather astounded by all the decorations. There were baby blue streamers, big bright baby blue balloons, and a banner that was overhead that read, "Bye Cocoa! We'll miss you!"

I was overwhelmed by all of this; seeing how much the Cakes and Pinkie Pie would be missing me as a baby, I always felt like I was a chore despite how nice they were. But this party proved they really did enjoy my company and were sad to see me go.

Just as we came onto the landing, Pinkie Pie bounced over with a cheerful smile on her face and shouted, "it's your last day as my baby brother, so I decided to throw you a party!"

Pinkie Pie then picked me up and hugged me into her chest as she cried. "I'm going to miss you, though!"

I tried fighting back abit with my pudgy body squirming about in her giant pink hooves. But eventually, I succumbed to her embrace as she smothered me in her warm pink coat that smelled of candy and cake. At that moment, I couldn't help but feel secure being hugged by the pink party pony.

That was the only thing I could say as my cheeks flushed red and we were settled back down in a highchair. Pinkie Pie then tied a blue bib around my neck as she then started to shove clumps of the gooey foal food into my mouth. I sat there like many times before being spoonfed while helplessly sitting there with the mush being shoved down my throat. Mr. and Mrs. Cake just sat and watched me helplessly eating Pinkie Pie's personalized foal food, which tasted like melted ice cream mixed with cake. Despite how sugary and sweet it was, I had to admit it was rather delicious. I continued to eat the foal food with the occasional foal wipe coming over and wiping my face. I was used to it, but it still made me blush, seeing how I literally built a time machine a few months ago, and now I can barely feed myself without making a mess. After being fed by Pinkie Pie, Mrs. Cake came over with a camera and cooed, "well, before you turn back into a big pony, I'm gonna take a few pictures, is that alright?"

I sat there with my face turning a beat red as I looked up at the chubby mare with that massive-looking camera. Before I could do anything, Mrs.Cake then went about snapping her photos as I sat there and squeaked as it flashed. I didn't realize it right away, but I wet myself a little. Then after Mrs.Cake finished, Mr. Carrot Cake walked over and placed a present down in front of me. "Here, this is something special made just for you."

I really was speechless at the small present wrapped in a blue wrapping paper and a white satin bow. I blinked with a look of surprise on my face. "Ya didn't have ta get me this."

Despite the other ponies not knowing what I said, they must've noticed how somber I was. Mr. Cake trotted over and gave my short stubby mane a ruffle. "Hey, ya gave my wife and me a ton of practice when we have our goals, and you were really well behaved." He then gave me a peck on the cheek and ended his speech, "So don't feel bad about anything we loved having you here."

I gave the couple a smile and a nod showing how much I appreciated their hospitality. I looked back down at the present and started to tear through the wrapping paper, curious at what they got me. Then I gasped aloud upon seeing that they got me an adorable baby blue onesie with "Baby New year's" written on it.

I couldn't help but laugh at the present, seeing that I was the new year's baby!

"Awww, let's dress him up in it!" Pinkie exclaimed as she then picked me up. In a blur, I was suddenly dressed in the little onesie and felt the buttons snap around my crotch, pressing the diaper up into my waist. I couldn't help but kick and coo in my new outfit feeling how snug and breathable that fabric was around my body. I then lifted my hooves and squealed, "thank you!"

The other ponies just dawwed at me once more as I must have looked rather adorable, and Mrs. Cake then took out her camera and snapped a few more photos, all dressed up in my new attire. Despite my grievances, I allowed the mare to take a few more photos of me.

Then almost out of nowhere, I was suddenly scooped up by somepony and looked up to see it was my wife, Derpy Whooves. The pegasus then looked down with a smile at me. "Well, I believe it's time you come back home."

"Yeah, I believe so…" I whispered back. Derpy then gave me a peck on the head as I was then taken to a stroller and strapped in with straps around my rump. One thing I loved about my diaper was how snug and warm it felt around my rump and was pushed out the door.

The ride in the stroller was uneventful, minus all the unwanted attention by other ponies passing by. We eventually made it to my home, where Derpy unstrapped me, and I was placed in her lap as she looked down at me with a smile. It seemed there was something on her mind, but eventually, it appeared it came out. "Now um…be…before you go…I…I just gotta tell ya something."

"Ok, what's on ya mind?" I asked, being somewhat curious at what Derpy had to say. Of course, she didn't hear me as my question came out as incoherent gibberish. My wife then, however, gulped and continued. "Well…y…ya see I… I'm pregnant."

I paused, my eyes wide open at the news pregnant!? Why didn't she tell me this before…a…and when did she find out?". "P…p…pregnant?"

"Yes, I…I didn't know how to tell you, seeing you were so busy with the time machine, and um, I know it's weird telling you now…b…but I…I just found out only last week."

I shook my head as I raised my hooves as she held me close to her; it was a lot to take in with regards to my situation, and that I just couldn't believe I was going to be a father. We just sat there with my wife holding me close in her hooves. Despite how maternal Mrs.Cake was, the embrace of my wife and that aroma of muffins wafting from her was much more delightful. That was when I looked down and noticed that her belly was abit more prominent than how it usually was, meaning she might've been pregnant for at least two months or so. I was just looking up at her with wide eyes at this realization that my wife was having a baby. With that thought in mind, that's what helped me snap out of my delusion of wanting to stay as a foal! I had to focus on turning back into an adult no matter what! No way was I going to leave Derpy to care for our foal by herself!

"Systems check and are ready to go!" Pinkie exclaimed as she bounced up from the basement and into the living room when she found Derpy and I. She blinked, and then a smile grew on her face. "I felt my pinkie sense that something very touching happened, but that can wait, come on! We have a baby to grow!"

I couldn't help but giggle a little at the joke, and at the odd timing it was made. Derpy then took me onto her back as she trotted down the steps and into the basement. Down in the basement full of my various experiments, my eyes were aglow with awe set upon one device in particular. The finished time machine standing before my very eyes! The blue-colored phone booth was in its magnificent glory, equipped with many flashing lights. Inside the booth was a telephone provided with a spinning rotary. It was designed precisely as specified in my blueprints. However, I was still somewhat nervous, hoping and praying that nothing was wrong and wouldn't end up as a disaster like before. Celestia knows if I turn any younger, my mom would probably be giving birth to me again back in Trottingham.

"Ok, seems like we have the exact coordinates!" Pinkie chirped, taking the book and dialing it into the rotary. After that, Derpy trotted over, hugged me one more time, and gave my diaper a check, making me blush as I was slightly wet again.

But Derpy didn't care as she just bent down and whispered in my ear, "You be careful and stay safe."

I nodded and hugged her back before trotting into the time machine. I then looked back at my wife and her pregnant body, seeing that I almost made the biggest mistake in my life, letting my passion for science nearly kill me and leave both a widow and an orphan. I had to make things right and convince my past self not to go into the time machine. Pinkie Pie closed the doors, and Derpy pulled down a nearby lever. The machine then came to life as a deafening sound whirled and screamed as a bright light shined aglow around me. Everything suddenly became relatively bright, like when I first tried my time machine. I turned to face my wife one last time before all I could see was a giant flash of white light blinding my eyes.

"So you turned into a foal the same time Derpy found out she was pregnant!?" Twilight asked as she was sitting there in utter shock upon hearing the rest of Dr. Whooves's tale and saw how dramatic the story was getting.

Derpy's cheeks flushed red, and she snickered, "Yeah, I know, crazy how that happened, huh?"

"Yeah, and my daddy is like my younger and older brother too! Isn't that cool!" Dinky shouted as she started to bounce up and down in excitement.

“Yeah that is cool,” Twilight snickered imaging her dad becoming a foal. The unicorn then looked over to the young doctor and asked, "so are we going to get to the part where you turn into a foal every new year's eve? Because this story just started getting good."

The doctor blushed as he said, "yes, I will, of course…but um…D…Derpy…I require assistance…." The pegasus blinked, being confused at first, and Twilight was abit confused. The unicorn then looked down and saw that the Doctor's diaper was stained yellow and looked rather soaked.

"Oh, he needs a change." Derpy cooed as she picked up the squirming foal. Dr whooves squeaked as she took him away; all the while, Dinky bounded up and ran after her parents shouting. "Oh, I'm gonna help!"

Twilight just sat there in awe at how the story was progressing. She didn't know Pinkie Pie all that much, but she did a lot in helping the doctor, and on top of that, Mr and Mrs. Cake sound like a lovely couple taking a foal in and caring for him if he were their own. The ponies here in Ponyville overall seem extremely lovely and welcoming. But on top of that, she had to admit that the doctor's determination was inspiring with how much he was willing to sacrifice not only for science but for his family. What was shocking was that all of this happened here in what seemed to be a relatively simple town compared to her home in Canterlot. With this in mind, all Twilight could say out loud was. "How in Equestria did all of this happen here in Ponyville?"

Chapter Five: Meet Craig

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Twilight waited rather impatiently for Dr. Whooves return laying down on the couch, looking up at the ceiling with a bored look on her face. The mare was twiddling her hooves and getting rather impatient as she was deeply intrigued to learn more about the doctor's story and hoped that this diaper change didn't take too long. Eventually, Derpy returned, followed by her daughter and her husband sitting on her back. The mare then plopped the doctor in his playpen and gave him a pat on the head, then asked, "Do you need anything else?"

"No, thank you, Derpy!" He chirped back, and he went about stacking blocks like an actual foal for a few moments. Twilight tried to be patient with the doctor, but it was wearing thin as she coughed, and the colt squeaked as he looked up and asked, "oh um right, where were we?"

"You were going back in time before we were interrupted," Twilight cried out; she then sat up with her scroll and quill then asked, "What happened next!?"

Dr. Whooves's face turned bright red as he continued, "Oh right! Well, to be fair, I wasn't thinking it out very well, and so I didn't actually go back in time I woke up to a Stork being right over me.

I blinked as I was somewhat confused as to where I was? I first felt the soft embrace of a foal's blanket around my body. To my amazement, I decided to move my head up a little and saw that I was in what appeared to be a wicker basket. It was hard to tell where I was with my body completely immobile by the blanket tucked around my body. I could hear the sounds of the factory running overhead with the clanks of machines and the hum of conveyor belts. I turned around to look up at the big blue eyes of a stork wearing a hat and glasses.

The stork peered down at me then asked, "Where is Faust's name? Did you come from?"

"Um…f…from Equestria, but if you want to be specific, Ponyville?" I replied out loud, looking somewhat confused at the stork. I, of course, have heard of the myths or tales about storks delivering foals to their mothers. But I always thought that it was just something we told foals to cover the truth about how babies are made until they were old enough to understand. But here I was, stuck in a wicker basket staring at what appeared to be a stork talking to me.

I must've been silent for some time as the Stork then took out a clipboard from beneath his wing and asked, "so um, do you have a name?"

I was a bit suspicious to start answering this bird's questions and wanted to know more about this creature, so I asked, "how about what's your name?"

"My name? Oh well, I go by Craig and so…name?" The stork asked once more.

I still wasn't ready to say anything as I crossed my hooves over my chest then asked, "well, Craig, before I ask any of your questions. Your gonna answer some of mine like where am I?"

Craig snickered and wagged a wing at me, then said, "sorry, but until you give me a name, your staying put, and I'm not answering any more of your questions."

I pouted, seeing Craig here had the upper hoof with me being a helpless foal and trapped in some strange dimension, so I didn't have much of choice. "Some call me Time Turner, but I prefer my nickname Dr. Whooves."

The Stork nodded as he peered through a clipboard and blinked, looking somewhat confused. "Wow, I delivered you twenty-five years ago? What are you doing back here?"

Dr whooves gulped and stammered, "I… I'm trying to fix a mistake, ya see, I made a time machine, and it blew up, then I was regressed into a foal."

The Stork scratched his chin with a wing as he thought it over. "Ok, I think I vaguely remember a few months ago the princess of time mentioning she met a strange pony that looked like you….how did you end up here again?"

I was feeling even more embarrassed as I threw a hoof down my face and explained, "well, ya see, I went back in time again to stop myself from going back in time." I know that was rather stupid to say out loud, but it was the best way to describe my situation.

The stork gave him a glare, then snapped, "seriously!? Did you seriously think that was a good idea? That would've caused a time paradox."

I rubbed my forehead with a pudgy hoof as I explained, "no, it wouldn't; if I never entered the time machine and turned myself into a foal, then I simply wouldn't exist, and my past self would never have turned into a foal."

The stork scratched his head looking somewhat confused. "um….I…I guess so…but why try to go back in the past in the first place?"

I chuckled as I replied back, "just ta prove science is better than magic! Even Starswirl the bearded never fully perfected time travel!"

"That's pretty arrogant of you," the stork snickered.

"What would you know? As an earth pony making a working time machine, I think it's rather impressive," I snapped back at the stork; he had no idea what it's like to be an earth pony without magic and proving science can do as much for ponies as magic.

The stork shook his head, "oh, I'm not going to get involved in the politics in your world. But just saying you should've considered the consequences of time travel."

"I know ta risks, now why am I here?" I snapped back as I was getting rather

"I'm not sure; it seems you've entered the domain of Time and Space on accident. But seeing that you have come here before, I assume Princess Space wiped your memory." Craig responded rather bluntly.

Despite the fact, I was enjoying the conversation, I was much more eager to get back to my adult self. "Otay, well, can I go see these princesses?"

The stork shrugged and shook his head, then said, "sorry, but I'm not sure? Mortals aren't supposed to be here, let alone meet the princesses."

"Right, but um…can we make an exception for my case," I asked with a blush growing on my face.

"Hmmm, not sure…" the stork tapped a wing to his chin, then he must've suddenly had an idea appear in his head as he exclaimed, "I do believe that there is a loophole? A few years ago, we had one soul accidentally be born from chaos magic and turn bright pink. I believe if we make them think you're another um…chaos pony as we call them…then we could, in turn, have you placed in a temporary nursery. From there, you can probably get an audience to see the princesses of Time and Space."

"Ok, let's do it!" I exclaimed as I got rather excited, seeing that not only was I going to be turned back to normal and be an adult again. But not only that, I was going to learn about the secrets of the universe.

"Alright, then now just hold on," the stork chirped as it took the basket in his beak and flew off. I was then able to maneuver my body to look across the landscape and was given an extraordinary sight with a bunch of foals being strapped up and pushed through various machines on a longe conveyer belt, with the souls being wispy light blue wisps of smoke. The storks went about their work almost seamlessly, taking the souls' finishing products and sending them down the conveyer belt. They were switching dials and knobs as they were being processed through, and I could only imagine what was happening down there. But from its looks, they must be assigned the soul its identity, species, and gender. Were they also being assigned their destinies? So many questions that I wanted to ask but was left speechless.

"If you want to know more about the soul processing, I'm sorry, but I can't disclose that information." the stork responded.

"Right," was all I could grumble as I was feeling rather peeved not being able to learn more. Though there was a question on my mind as the soul born from magic was Pinkie Pie's. She always caught me as odd, having been able to defy the laws of physics and her famous Pinkie Sense was something that I couldn't scientifically understand. So, despite what Craig said, I had to ask. "By any chance was the name of the soul mixed with chaos magic became a pony named Pinkie Pie?"

"Well, that's what her mother decided to name her; we don't assign names here." the stork explained.

Seeing the stork might be off guard, I tried getting a more direct answer. "Uh-huh? But does that mean do you assign fate here?"

"Nice try, buddy," the stork snickered as he took me to a giant vat of what looked like a pool of stars frozen in crystal-clear waters.

I looked down into the massive vat in complete awe at how tranquil a vat of chaos magic below sparkled with starlight. Upon staring into the abyss, I was suddenly overwhelmed with terror and cried out, "Wait, hold on, maybe we can think of another plan!"

"Sorry, but this is the only way I know-how. It's this, or you get reborn as another pony." The stork explained.

I groaned as I kicked about in my padding; in annoyance at my options, I looked back down then snapped, "so why do ya have a giant vat of chaos magic anyways?"

Craig placed my basket down at the edge and explained, "every mortal gets a tiny amount of chaos magic added to their souls. Ya, see, every creature is magical, but the source of the magic comes from your connection to other mortals; the stronger your bond, the more powerful you become. But if you lose that connection, then to keep your souls from falling apart, chaos magic keeps you going."

I blinked, being somewhat surprised by all of this information. "So…we all gots magic in us?"

"Of course, you do? As I said, the chaos magic will make you feel quite different and will change you. But as I said, it's the only way to get you back home." Craig explained.

I was very against this idea and wanted nothing to do with becoming a creature of chaos? It went against my code to prove science was just as important as magic. Also, Celestia knows what this chaos magic would do to me. But on the other hoof, Craig was right. If I didn't take his offer, I could remain a foal forever, or worse, be reborn and leave my wife Derpy and our unborn child behind. So, I looked straight into the stork's eyes and said. "Fine, I'll do it."

"ok, hold on," Stork chirped, and he dropped me, and I cried out in horror as I splashed into the goo. It was like splashing into a warm bath as I felt my body absorb the magical substance. Unlike anything I'd felt before, it was like my body or soul was absorbing a mass amount of magic. Then I noticed my coat started to turn bright pink, and my mane grew out and became a giant mop of even brighter pink hair. Then as I was beginning to fully grasp the changes to my body, a red light started flashing and blaring a siren. I was then fished out by Craig. I coughed and gagged as I spat out the pink water from my mouth. Regardless of Craig's reasons for dripping me in a vat of pink goo. I wanted to scream at him, but the stork slammed a pacifier into my mouth as a flock of other storks all landed around me. I turned my head and saw they were all wearing business suits and looking somewhat professional for a flock of waterfowl. The birds were all whispering and gossiping, but they all started to clamp up as a rather grumpy old female stork flew over; this one was wearing a trim suit along with small glasses attached to a chain sitting on her beak. The bird had a rather nasty scowl as she glared at me with dark pink eyes and shouted, "seriously, Another one! We must dispose of it immediately!"

I was somewhat scared of this stork being unsure of what they meant or what they talked about. But to my horror, the other storks around her started to nod in agreement. All I could do was sit there whimpering wondering what was going to happen. Were they going to have me be reborn? Or worse make sure I never existed in the first place? I actually began to tear up being rather scared but then Craig came to my defense holding his wings out as he said, "hold on, Nancy, Pinkie Pie, as she's known, is quite a beautiful mortal who hasn't done anything wrong. From the dozens of deliveries I've made, all I've seen from her is how she's making the lives of the other mortals better and more joyful. She's proof those born of chaos aren't evil."

Nancy adjusted her glasses and snapped back, "remember when Discord came out of that pool, and we decided to just throw him down to the mortal realm? He almost destroyed everything and caused a reset of the entire universe. Luckily for us, he was turned to stone. I'm sorry I won't allow another chaos pony or creature to leave this factory."

I started to tear up again seeing despite Craig's best effort this Nancy stork wasn't letting up. But then Craig got right into Nancy's face and snapped, "Pinkie Pie isn't abusing her powers and only uses them to bring happiness to other mortals. So, again we can't judge a mortal or immortal based on their mere existence. We will assign this mortal a mother as we did Pinkie and deliver him down into the world as we do all mortals." Craig then placed a wing to his chest and replied, "We're delivery workers after all that's what we do."

I looked around to see that many of the other Storks were nodding in approval while others were still giving me nasty looks. Nancy then held up a wing, and every stork looked to her as she stepped forward, eyeing me. "Then we shall leave his fate up to the princesses as we did before with Pinkie Pie."

"Of course," Craig whispered as he took a bow and then flew me away from the others and towards a giant doorway.

Twilight was on the edge of her seat with her eyes full of wonder. "so…Pinkie Pie is made of chaos magic!? I knew something was off about her! But to think she was created literally from chaos magic?"

"Yes, but please don't tell anypony; I don't tink tis is something I should be telling ya." Dr whooves cried out.

"Of course not, but still…did you learn anymore? Like, do you still have chaos magic?" Twilight asked as she was unable to keep her curiosity.

Dr. Whooves shrugged, "I don't tink I do, and as I said, I don't have the answers. I also was super curious and asked the stork a ton more questions, but he wouldn't answer any of them."

Twilight then looked down at her notes going over what Dr. Whooves has said and asked, "but…we know that souls seem to be created in another realm? And I'm surprised to know who the princesses of Space and Time are!"

Dr. Whooves nodded as he would say more, but then he heard his stomach grumble, and Dinky chirped, "oh, feeding time!"

"Yes, it's time for Whoovesy's baba." The doctor's wife said as she came over and plopped a warm bottle of formula into the foal's mouth.

"Seriously! Just when we were getting to the best part!" Twilight shouted once again, pulling at her mane as she desperately wanted to know more.

"Just be patient," Derpy cooed as she was cradling her husband in her forehooves.

"Yeah, gotta be patient!" Dinky snapped back.

She wanted to object but seeing it would probably go nowhere, Twilight just scoffed as she sat back on the sofa and grumbled, "I am being patient…."

But she realized she couldn't rush, so once again, Twilight resigned t her fate thinking about what Dr. Whooves had experienced. Despite her love for magic, she also has dabbled in science herself, studying chemistry, astrology, astronomy, and biology. From the sounds of it, a mix of science and magic could be the way of finding out more about the universe and its many mysteries.

Chapter Six: A Trip though the Palace of Time and Space

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Twilight waited rather impatiently as she constantly tapped a hoof on the ground and muttered under her breath. She was waiting for Derpy to return, but it was torture with all the questions on her mind. Who are the princesses of Space and Time? What other secrets she was going to learn? It was infuriating that Dr. Whooves was a foal. His antics were getting in the way of what could be the most significant discovery of all time. But it wasn't like he could control himself in his current condition. They waited patiently for Derpy, who eventually returned with her husband in tow. The pegasus gently placed the little colt down in the playpen nearby again, then turned her attention to Twilight. "Sorry, but he was rather hungry."

"It's fine," Twilight grumbled rather angrily.

The doctor gave a few cute burps, and he settled himself in his playpen as Twilight took out her notebook and quill. There was a long dramatic pause as the mare asked, "alright can you continue, please?"

The doctor blushed as he looked up and said, "Sorry, yes, it is about time we finish this tale, though I have to say that I can't give you everything you want? So be prepared."

Twilight nodded as she was getting rather excited to continue the story regardless of how much the doctor could reveal. The colt cleared his throat (with some spittle rolling down his chin) and said, "I'll start off from when Craig took me to the palace of Time and Space…."

So, there I was, soaring over what appeared to be what had to be another dimension that was unlike anything I've ever seen. Below there's an endless sea of clouds. Above my head, there was a beautiful skybox full of stars and nebulas that splayed out like a beautiful painting. It was rather majestic and calming as they came to a palace, but it wasn't made of stone, crystal, or any known substance. It was translucent and seemed to shimmer in the stars' light. If I saw it in the mortal world, I would think I was hallucinating. But as we got closer, Craig hopped up a bunch of steps made of starlight. They then came to a rather beautiful lobby made of clouds. They went to a desk and came up to a female stork with a smirk growing on her face. "Oh, Craig? I didn't think I would see you here?"

"Well, I didn't come to chat," Craig squeaked as he started to look somewhat flustered.

"of course not? You only come here on business but strangely enough, your always never on the calendar?" the female stork snickered.

Craig, with sweat coming down his face as he adjusted himself and then said, "well, I think that I actually am on business in this case."

He brought out the pink-coated colt, placed him down on the stork's desk, and said, "well, we have an issue; something came out of the pool of chaos…again…."

"Oh, dear, another Pinkie Pie," the mare snickered behind a wing.

I scoffed at being anything like that wild adolescent. I said, "Well, I'm a colt, so no, I'm not another Pinkie Pie."

"Whoever said Pinkie Pie was just a girl's name," the other stork yawned as she went into typing on a weird-looking device. It looked like a typewriter, but it had a flat screen with various charts and pictures. She typed for a few minutes and then said, "Well, as I can see, there are a few candidates for motherhood coming around tomorrow. We'll have this "Pinkie Pie" placed in the holding area until the Princesses of Time and Space decide to have an audience and determine his fate.

"Alright, well, that's excellent news," Craig chirped as he ruffled my mane with a feather. It was all rather insulting being treated as a newborn soul infused with chaos magic. The female stork sighed in relief as Craig left; she turned her head towards me and said, "look, I didn't want to say it out loud, but with one Pinkie Pie already existing, most likely we'll have to place you as a mortal after she dies of natural causes."

"Wait, what!?" I shouted, being completely surprised at what this female stork was saying. She started typing onto her strange device. "Yeah, if I told Craig the truth, we would've just got into a fight, and the princess of Time and Space is busy keeping the universe from collapsing into a giant black hole. So, they don't have time to assign souls into bodies, so like I said, until Pinkie Pie is dead, you're staying here."

"Hold up!? And where am I going until then?" I shouted back, being furious at this stork's deceit. She picked me up and placed me into a tube.

"Just a lovely playpen where you'll live a carefree existence until I can find a proper mother for you," the stork chirped as she pressed a button and caused him to send him through a long tube. I flew, and eventually, I was placed into a giant pink cloud. Inside, a giant fence made of gold bars surrounded me, and then I turned to see a stork standing over me. The bird looked down with a smile, "hello there, I see we have another little soul who came out of the pool of chaos?"

"Yeah, and who are you?" I asked as I looked around, rather peeved at where I was. The place looked much like this dimension, but with the cloud, a playmate spread out across the cloud, along with some essential foal toys.

"So, I'm just going to stay here until you decide to give me a body?"

The stork looked me over and snickered, "well, you have a body already; it's more like you were supposed to be disposed of, but from the email, I received from Betty, you'll be here until Pinkie Pie dies."

"Why does everyone keep saying that!? What'll be wrong with having two Pinkie Pies!"

"Having one down there is risky enough; if there were two Pinkie Pie's, it could cause a rift in the time and space continuum. Just relax and enjoy your time here. "

"Ok, then…" I grumbled rather angrily, seeing I was getting nowhere, and I didn't want to reveal my true identity.

The stork looked over a clipboard and sighed, "Well, if you can do me a favor and just stay here and be quiet, I have other duties to attend to."

I was somewhat taken aback by this stork's attitude and also a bit concerned, seeing I'm a newborn foal technically being left alone, and asked, "I'm a foal, so won't I need to have my diapers changed? And be cared for?"

The stork rolled her eyes and explained, "sorry, but while you're here, you won't need to eat anything, and you won't defecate or urinate, so honestly, you don't need to be cared for! Besides, you have chaos magic; just conjure up something to entertain yourself."

She flew up in the air, soared into the skies, and headed off to Celestia.

I didn't see any way out of this place or even where the princesses would be. I then slammed a hoof to my face. "I have chaos magic, right?"

I then decided to try my powers by looking down at the clouds; they reminded me of cotton candy, and then I had the sudden urge to sneeze. I held my head up, and then from out of nowhere, I sneezed out a giant pile of Cotton Candy onto the ground below. I snickered behind my hoof, having no idea how that happened. Then I looked over the fence surrounding everything and saw that I needed something to get me over them.

I then threw my hooves up and squinted my eyes as I thought about conjuring a ladder or anything else to get over the fence. But what came out was a stack of colorful blocks that I was taking out of my mane. I took them and waddled back and forth, creating stairs. I couldn't help but laugh at how easy this was throughout the process and started to bounce about. My whole body was charged from that dip in chaos magic. I continued my trot across the clouds and was somewhat surprised that they could hold my body rather generously. But my gait was slightly awkward with the diaper between my thighs and the clouds beneath my hooves. Besides that, after I finished my stairs, I skipped up the steps. I then looked down into the abyss of night blue sky with twinkling stars flashing below. I see why they didn't have guards here, seeing that most newborn foals would see the endless abyss below, and the fear of death would keep them from ever escaping. But somewhere in the back of my mind, I knew that somewhere below was not only freedom but an audience of the Princesses of Time and Space. So, I took one deep breath, then threw myself from the steps and cried out as I fell below.

I woke up and found myself surrounded by a rubbery substance. I saw a bright pink bouncy castle, and I was in the middle of it. I had no idea how I ended up the party toy and slowly trotted through the rubbery floor and popped out onto the clouds. I then trotted towards a room filled with stairs leading in all directions, looking like an impossible maze. Seeing that navigating these stairs was unbelievable, I turned towards a map above. Still, the locations and guide were all written a language I'd never seen before, so it would be impossible to navigate the castle. The worst part is that if any of those storks catch me, I'll be put back in that playpen. So, I turned to see an "elevator" and saw the door was wide open. I then slowly trotted towards it and looked to see a bunch of buttons. Also, of course, there were random symbols on them instead of numbers. I then came instead, but the metal box began to descend as I did. I was somewhat surprised at how bland and unappealing this dimension was and waited patiently until the doors opened. There I saw what appeared to be a much darker room, with a floor made of creaky wooden panels and with what to be a storm raging outside and with rain pattering on the windowpanes. I continued to trot down the hall with candles and with many crows wearing ties typing away on typewriters. I slowly trotted down the aisle, seeing how the dreary and solemn atmosphere felt suffocating. Eventually, one of the crows looked up from its work; it waved a wing toward me. I needed help to figure out where to go, so I trotted over rather nervously as the Crow's eyes narrowed and pointed a wing at me.

"Who are you?"

I was taken aback by the question, and I didn't know what to say. So, I took a moment to fix my diaper, then cleared my throat and said, "oh…um…I know it may not look like it, but I'm really an adult stallion named Dr. Whooves, and I've been trying to find a way to turn back into an adult for some time. Can you direct me to where the Princesses of Time and Space reside?"

The crow eyed me and then looked back at the paper, "sure…but, it says here that Dr. Whooves wasn't killed, however, you're not alive either…but you don't look anything like him?"

I groaned, rubbing a hoof over my face feeling self-conscious about my pink coat, "I know, long story short, I fell into chaos magic and ended up like this."

The crow rolled its eyes, waved a wing at me, then said, "all we do is document who dies in mortal planes. So, there isn't much we can do to help you go to the ravens on the floor above us."

Instead, I snapped, "Fine, I will, " infuriated with the bird's attitude."

I then walked off while grumbling under my breath as I started to sneeze a little. Without realizing it, my chaos magic was spreading over with the dreary wooden floor turning into a pink poofy cloud from the "playpen." The typewriters were turning into children's toys with flashing lights and making giggling noises; I saw the stormy skies were bright rainbows and smiling suns. I gulped as I looked around the room; all the other crows started cawing and shouting as they started to fly at me. I ran across the floor and right back into the elevator; I quickly started to slam my hooves onto the buttons shooting upward. It was like being on an intense carnival ride with my eyes watering as I cried out in horror. The elevator suddenly stopped, and I was thrown out right into a throne room.

Chapter Seven: The End of an Interview

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I woke up again as I looked around, figuring out where I was now. Towers stood above a circular building with the beautiful night sky filled with stars shining below. I then gasped as I saw the stars move, and there standing before me in their full glory was an Equestrian creature with massive wings and a horn made of the stars and night around her. It was probably the most powerful and majestic creature I've ever seen. Then there was another much more regular-looking alicorn wearing a black cloak obscuring her body. Still, her eyes were a void of light that shined through the darkness. I was stunned and scared by all that's happened. I doubt they would let me live, let alone turn me back into an adult. The cloaked alicorn said in a soft-spoken voice, "So, this is the little troublemaker? About time you showed up." The cloaked alicorn whispered as she came over to me with her piercing eyes gazing over my stubby frame.

I could only look back, gaze upward at them, and give a sigh of relief that they hadn't killed me yet, so maybe I could talk to them. I rose and waved a hoof. "Hello, I'm Doctor Whooves."

"We know," the two said simultaneously, with the Princess of Space talking for the first time. Its voice boomed and reverberated across the tower.

Being somewhat stunned by everything and said, "I…I just came to be turned back into an adult."

"Oh my, this one is rather brash to talk to us like that?" the princess of time chuckled a little.

The Princess of Space reared its head and said, "Yes, sister, despite giving him a warning, it seems he doesn't understand the predicament he's in."

The princess of Time then trotted around my body and looked me over; it was odd, and I felt weird as if she was peering at my entire existence from birth to death. The princess then turned to her sister and asked, "he is male right?"

"Yes, he is; however, he fell into chaos magic."

"Can you reverse its effects?" the princess of time asked once more.

The Princess of Space stared right at me and said, "yes, but…you know what must be done."

I started to shake all over, fearing what this magnificent, powerful creature meant. If she could, with a thought, she could wipe me from existence, and I knew that I didn't have any way to save myself. I decided the best thing to do was plead my innocence. I gave the princesses puppy dog eyes and squeaked, "please don't kill me."

The princesses chuckled between each other, then the princess of time turned her attention to me and said, "Well, you were breaking the laws of Time and space, but now we don't deal out punishment. It interfered with my rebirth process when I went back in time. As I was the one who was supposed to be turned back into a foal and not you."

"Oh, dear…" I squeaked as I hid my face with my hooves. "I apologize for that."

The Princess of Time continued, "well, luckily, your all-in-one piece didn't phase out of existence. But we also stopped you from causing a major time paradox as well. So, in any case, we were expecting you."

I eyed them as I disagreed with them as. I said, "well, technically speaking, maybe, but if I went back in time and stopped myself from experimenting. The timeline in which I turned into a foal would simply no longer exist."

The princess of Space turned her head and said, "yes, but you would have caused a split in your universe, creating that alternate timeline. But again, you are lucky your machine landed you here."

I paused and now feel somewhat scared at how powerful these beings were being able to fix and correct any mistakes within the timeline. They were the closest things to gods, even more than Princess Celestia and Luna. I gulped and continued, "ok, so um…what will you do?"

The Princess of Space said, "we will dismantle only the current timeline you created, but all your memories from your failed experiment will remain with you!"

I sighed in relief, placing a hoof over my chest. "Thank Celestia."

"Hmm, yes, thank my great-granddaughter," The princess of time snickered behind a hoof.

"Well, technically, yes, but we shouldn't discuss the universe's secrets before a mortal," The Princess of Space responded with a chuckle.

I scratched the back of my head as I realized that they were technically going to erase every mortal in existence due to my stupid experiment. But it was necessary to keep the universe from splitting in two. I looked up at the princesses and asked, "so, you're going to fix my mess….is there anything you want in return?"

"In return for your misconduct, however, you will be the one to take in the cycle of the universe into its reoccurring year every year for a decade. I prefer being in my mature body," The Princess of Time chimed.

I blinked, realizing that I was going to the being to keep the universe and time in motion, and said, "So, I'll turn into a foal then grow up into an adult again?"

The princess of time picked up a suitcase as she said, "Precisely, you will age to how old you meant to be from when you were born each year for

"Well, fine, it's a deal!" I sighed, seeing this was the best option. I had my misgivings with this plan, seeing Derpy would be put in a position of caring for my child, who wasn't born yet, and me. But this was all due to my arrogance, and I will gladly pay for my misguided experiment with a bit of humiliation. Then there was a sudden flash. A wave of white light poured into me as everything suddenly dissipated into nothing.

I woke up once more; standing in front of my time machine, I saw I was in my basement full of my unfinished experiments. I looked down and sighed to see I was much taller with my green tie clipped firmly around my neck. My mind was racing as I wondered if this was indeed when I would use my time machine for the first time? Was all of that even real? Or was it something I conjured up in my mind? This gave me a moment to bask in my adult form, and I looked up to see my time machine standing before me. The phone booth with flashing lights was there, and all I could do was look at it with dread seeing my experiment was a success and it could work. But, the risk of causing another time paradox or turning back into a foal or an elderly pony needed to be considered. My thoughts were then interrupted by my wife.

"Honey, what's wrong? I thought you were going to do your experiment?"

I turned my head to face Derpy, who was giving me a worried look, and I saw that of all the ponies who would be affected by my mistakes, it would be my love. Not only will she be caring for me but our soon-to-be-born child, and at this point, she didn't even know she was pregnant yet either. I didn't know how to explain everything without sounding crazy. "Uh…n…nothing, I um…uh…Maybe I shouldn't do time travel tonight; we went to the New Year's party at Sugarcube Corner, right?"

"Oh, that sounds like a great idea!" Derpy exclaimed in excitement. I trotted upstairs with my wife, hoping to go and enjoy a lovely New Years!"

I squeaked, feeling somewhat embarrassed; they then heard a knock at the door. I gulped, being a bit worried about who could be on the other side, and I slowly opened it and gasped to see the stork Craig standing outside with his little blue hat. He dropped a box down as he tipped his hat to me and spoke. "Good day, Dr. Whooves; glad to see your not in diapers anymore."

I just stood there with my mouth wide open, and I had to rub my eyes and slap myself. But Craig was still standing there with a smirk on his beak. I shouted, "so that wasn't just some crazy fever dream!?"

Craig shook his head and said, "nope! Why do you think I'm here?"

Derpy slowly came over with a dumbfounded look on her face. "w…what are you?"

The bird tipped his hat to my wife and said, "just a humble delivery bird, mam. As for why I'm here, I think it would be best if your husband explained the details." He then started to take out a basket filled with all kinds of foal supplies and hoofed them to Derpy. "This is for you to keep you from spending any money on your husband's deal. Also, we will be sending some storks down soon to help renovate a nursery."

As Derpy took the wicker basket full of foal supplies looking somewhat stunned. I shook my head as my cheeks grew hot as it would be a lot to explain and sighed, "Right…thanks…."

"Well, it's been a pleasure; I look forward to our next meeting," Craig chirped as he tipped his hat once more and then flew off into the air.

Derpy looked completely confused as she turned to face me and asked, "so what's going on?"

I just sighed, scratching my mane's back as there was a lot to cover, and said, "let's talk on the way to the party; it's a long story…."

"So, after I told my wife as much as I could, we went to the party, and that's how I started being the New Years' Foal," Dr. Whooves exclaimed as he threw his hooves in the air.

Twilight blinked as she looked over her notes, seeing that despite his notes on the "alternate dimension" being vague, there was a lot to take in from the interview. The mare then put her pen and notebook down, and with a smile, she said, "Wow, that is quite the tale."

"Yes, it is now. I need to remind you not to tell any pony outside of Princess Celestia and Luna. They have a right to know that their Great Grandmother is the literal princess of time. Sadly, that's all I was able to learn. I've only ever had interactions with the Storks they send down to give us supplies and renovate my room." Dr. Whooves explained.

Twilight stowed her notes away as she slowly rose up and said, "of course, I'll inform the princesses, and that'll be it. Thank you for this interview. I need time to digest all of this.

"Well, let it be a lesson to ya, and every other pony doesn't mess with time travel," Dr. Whooves yawned as his eyes drooped. Derpy then trotted over and cooed, "I believe it's time for his nap.."

She picked the colt up and slowly placed him on her back. Derpy turned towards Twilight and whispered, "do you need anything else?"

"No, I'm fine; you take care, ok?" Twilight responded and then slowly trotted off with a smile as Derpy waved a hoof "goodbye" as she went upstairs to put her husband down for a nap. As Twilight left the house and trotted out into the streets of Ponyville. Twilight paused and took a deep breath as she thought about Dr. Whooves and his story. She was now super curious about their other princesses and wanted to learn more. This thought would not leave her mind as she continued her trot down the dirt road, and as she came to Golden Oaks Library, she asked herself, "I wonder if I can enter their domain?"

Interview with a Foal

by Foal Star

Prolouge: Meeting Baby New Years

Chapter One: A experiment gone wrong

Chapter two: Dr.Whooves meet your new family!

chapter three: The doctor is revealed!

Chapter Four: A Foalish Promise

Chapter Five: Meet Craig

Chapter Six: A Trip though the Palace of Time and Space

Chapter Seven: The End of an Interview