>You're not entirely sure how long it took to get back to the house, but you're here now
>The entire trip back, all you can remember is the Whatchamacallit
>Once you hear the door close behind you you're snapped back to reality
>Or whatever it is you're in now
>And you're getting laughed at by both Blue and Orange
>"Looks like someone enjoyed their snack."
>Based on the amount of emphasis Orange placed on the word 'someone' you can only assume she's talking about you
>"Sorry honey," Blue says to Orange still laughing a bit at you, "I didn't think she'd get this messy."
>*Messy? What are they talking about?*
>Your confusion must be written on your face as Orange quickly heads out of the room and returns with a personal mirror, holding it up for you
>If only she knew that in doing so, she almost caused a heart attack
>Staring back at you in the reflection was a tiny blue foal, mouth hanging open in sheer amazement, with chocolate all over her face and barely holding essentially an entire Whatchamacallit towards her mouth
>I guess teeth really are required to eat candy bars
>Your incredibly large eyes are also blue, a shade between your coat and your lighter blue mane
>God damn this author is terrible at coming up with ponies, like seriously dude? All blue? Learn to be creative, you bastard
>Personal attack against my own person finished....
>You drop the candy bar and leans towards the mirror, hooves outstretched
>You wanna hold this mirror, you have to know that it's a mirror, there's no way that's you
>You weren't always the manliest of men, but.... But this?!
>Fortunately for you, Blue catches you with his wing just as you start to fall over
>"Whoop, gotchya! You gotta be more careful Anny."
>Orange looks to Blue and blurts out, "Can I give her the bath? I know we agreed that you would, but... Oh, honey I just can't stand to leave her side!"
>Blue smiles at Orange as the wing pushes you back onto the center of his back and you watch the conversation unfold with mild interest, it had been some time since you had woken up, and getting a shower was always the first thing on your to-do list
>"Of course. I'll clean up and unload the bags while you do that."
>She embraces his neck in a hug and the two kiss
>You never knew bath time was so special to ponies
>It's a bit strange but you don't get much time to think on the topic as Orange grabs you by the scruff of your neck and eagerly trots to the kitchen and to an opening past it into a small hallway, which is less of a hallway but more of a purposeless room with a door heading outside and a normal door heading to where you can only assume is the bathroom
>You inwardly 'Fuck yes' as your assumption proves correct
>You're set inside a fuckhuge bathtub that you can't see over the top of, but you're close
>Orange turns a knob with her amazingly dexterous hoof and you see water start pouring in from the spout and gradually filling up the water
>When the pooling water first touches you, you give a bit of a shriek from how cold it is and scurry to the opposite end of the tub, watching it
>Having a full coat of fur may be good for keeping you warm everywhere else, but it only makes cold water ten times worse
>Orange seems to notice your plight and turns another knob with a laugh and by the time the water reaches you again it's much more bearable
>*Oh praise the maker, they have water heaters!*
>You're gently nudged towards the center of the tub by one of Orange's hooves and you look up at her bemused, her back at you smiling delightfully
>She waits for the water to fill up before turning it off and getting to work, coating you in two gels from different bottles, you can only assume one for fur one for mane
>Of course, she doesn't make it a boring time
>It's fucking bath time
>You don't make bath time boring
>So between all of the scrubbing she tickles your stomach with her nose multiple times, both of you laughing, she gets some of the built up bubbles from all of the shampoo and fashions herself a bubble-beard which you laugh at, and the two of you get in a bit of a playful splashfight after a bit
>But bath time is for cleaning, so she does make sure to scrub you well and puts a lot of effort into getting the chocolate off of your face
>Overall, you think you wouldn't mind doing it again
>Once you're clean and all rinsed, she opens the stopper of the tub and picks you up in a towel, setting you on one laid out in front of the tub to keep you from soaking the floor
>*I guess this is why she was so open to the water fight*
>She rubs you down thoroughly with the second towel, getting you nice and squeaky clean, then lays you down on your back
>Your hooves idly kick at the air as you look up at her confused and she leans in, giving you a quick kiss on the tip of your nose, "I'll be right back, Anny. Just stay right there."
>You find yourself giggling from the kiss and nod your head, getting a smile from her before she darts off out of the bathroom, quickly returning with a bag in her mouth
>"All right, now just stay like that sweetie," she says as she sets the bag down near you
>Curiosity gets the better of you and, while you remain on your back, you still look down to see what she's doing
>That's when she pulled out a diaper and set it down, open, near your flank
>You instantly started rocking back and forth, trying to get on your legs
>"Whoa whoa whoa hey! I don't need that thing!"
>Garbled words, you really need to stop doing that
>"Oh, shhhh, it's okay Anny, just stay on you're back and we'll be done before you even notice!"
>*I already did notice! And I don't need that thing!*
>You eventually manage to rock yourself onto your side and from there you quickly shakily get onto your hooves, plopping back down when you try to turn around
>She rolls you over again, "No, come on, just stay there and it'll be over soon, I promise!"
>You initially decline her offer, but as you see past her blue mane, you spot Blue dragging the blanket from their bed past the open bathroom door
>And holy shit, you didn't think you had a bladder that large as a human
>*All right... We'll do it your way, for now.*
>You stop your struggling and look off to the side while she places the diaper under you and coats the regions with foalpowder then closes up the diaper and picks you up in a hug
>"See? Now was that so hard?"
>You can't close your hindlegs and it feels awkward as all hell, but you shake your head anyway
>No one should have to clean that mess you saw, and Blue was a hell of a trooper to give up bath time to volunteer for that
>Orange holds you out and smiles, "You're so smart, your parents must have been teaching you a whole lot! Who knows, if you keep up at this rate, you might be able to start going to school before most fillies!"
>Oh hell no, you aren't doing school again, you served your time and were glad as hell when it was over
>The only reason you went to college was for the parties, and from what you saw they more often then not sucked
>She holds you close with a single foreleg and heads out of the bathroom and back to the kitchen, setting you down on the table before holding up a hoof, "Stay right there now. You don't wanna fall off and get a boo boo, do you?"
>As she leaves back towards the bedroom, you meet her half way and go across the table before sitting down, squirming a bit trying to get used to the built-in padding
>She eventually comes back with a camera but makes no comments regarding your move, "OKay now, say cheese."
>You just look at her as she snaps the camera, blinding you with the flash.