*Warning: This has a wimpy pony in diapers being told it's okay to be in diapers. If you don't like that, I ask you read this anyway, and tell me if it's tolerable.

Caramel is often described as being on the wimpy side. Not terribly strong, he constantly gets himself stuck in situations where he needs saving, usually by one of his employers, specifically the strong, powerful Big Macintosh.

Today was particularly bad, as his secret lifestyle of foal play snuk into his daily life when he forgot to take his precious pacifier out, and runs back to hide in his little world. One pony follows after him, though, and likes the little pony he finds there.

*More goofy pony stories involving weird things friends might or might not do, even in jest or fantasy. Diapers and willing bondage ahead. You have been warned.*

One Night, White tries desperately to write a story or some words. Anything, really. He's worked so hard, trying to craft something for his good friend. Bothered by something, memories, life, it doesn't matter. He almost destroys the little work he's made.

Black won't have this, and knows just the way to stop him from doing any more harm.

**This is another diaper story, but perhaps my lightest to date. It's more about something else. Written to describe the feelings one friend gives me.**

Black is a bat-pony of Luna's Night Guard.

White is a pegasus in Celestia's Royal Guard.

Black doesn't let anything change his mind.

White is a bit of a pushover.

Black will say everything, except when he doesn't.

White will keep his mouth shut, except when he doesn't.

Black doesn't notice everything around him.

White doesn't either.

Black will be brutally honest, ripping what you do to shreds and point out every little flaw.

White couldn't ask for a better friend.

*Just in case the cover picture didn't give it away, this is a babyfur story. If you don't like snuggles and ponies acting like foals, then please, click back.*

Twilight and Rarity go to a rather... interesting spa. They both come back refreshed, though.

*PLEASE NOTE; THIS IS A BABYFUR STORY. IF THIS IS UNPLEASANT TO YOU, PLEASE LOOK AWAY AND JUDGE ME KINDLY*

Late one night, Mrs. Cake found Pinkie Pie staring intently at her two babies, a look on her face that she could not recognize. She watches her charge over time, trying to understand what is causing her to do this. And Mrs. Cake realizes that it might be Pinkie being Pinkie, but Pinkie is something more important and precious than she first realized, and that herself, Mrs. Cake, is a bit more, too.

The first chapter of the first babyfur story I've written. At the gentle insistence of a friend, I have posted on this site for somebody's enjoyment. I hope you like it, and please tell me if there is anyway I can improve this. Also, why isn't there a family or friendship option for the tags?

==Written for Pony Writing Month 2012==

Being the ruler of Equestria, Celestia knows quite a few things. Having lived for an expanse of time most mortals can't ever grasp, she has untold wisdom. That said, when it comes to knowing how to deal with a daughter you've never told anypony about and trying to get her to listen to you before a possible life altering change happens caused by having Alicorn blood... well, Celestia's fairly lost.

Not just that, but Celestia also finds that she's as out of touch with ponies as Luna is, much to her shame. She needs to figure out what it means to be a pony, for her kingdom, for her daughter, and for herself.

Animals scare easily. Fluttershy knows this all too well, feeling fear almost all the time. As a fire burns the Everfree Forest away, she comes to find most ponies aren't that different from her.

A single normal day, a trip to a friend's home... it all turns sour as shadows from the past attack the present. To learn is the past's only use, as Applebloom comes to understand. The steady beat in the march of time may be lenient on her, but the past cannot be changed. The future, however, can be rewritten.