//------------------------------// // That's Not A Potty!: Part 3 (Caught) // Story: Pound and Pumpkin Cake's Adventures (And Misadventures) In Potty Training // by SuperPinkBrony12 //------------------------------// Pound eventually found something he knew he wanted, a new stuffed teddy bear. And what luck, it was on sale! Pound happily snatched up the stuffed creature and carried him back to Pinkie. His sister was already there, holding a teapot in her hooves (Pound didn't think anything of it, after all it could be any of the countless teapots he'd seen. What were the odds his sister would pick the one he'd used?). "So, a stuffed teddy for Pound, and a teapot for Pumpkin?" Pinkie asked the twins, who eagerly nodded in response. "Okay then, let's buy them and head back home." The twins headed back to their stroller, and Pumpkin found it most odd that her brother seemed to be smiling for some reason, while Pinkie payed for the toys. However, when the teapot was to be rung up, something most unexpected happened. "What in the name of Celestia is this?!" exclaimed the store clerk behind the counter (he was a unicorn stallion with a greenish-yellow coat, a brown mane and tail trimmed short, and orange eyes. His cutie mark was concealed by the alternating white and gray uniform that he wore)! "Is something wrong?" Pinkie innocently asked the clerk. "You bet your flank there is!" the clerk remarked, holding up the teapot with his magic and rotating it so that Pinkie could see it from a spout down perspective. Pinkie gasped at what she saw, somepony had gone to the bathroom in the teapot! "I'm very sorry ma'am," the clerk apologized. "I wish I knew how the teapot ended up that way, I'll get you another one on the house!" and he dashed away to find one, though not before setting the soiled teapot on a shelf beneath the counter. Pound gulped and started to sweat, he was certain he knew what was coming next! "Pound! Pumpkin! Let me check your diapers, please!" Pinkie said quite seriously. Pumpkin eagerly obeyed, while Pound did so very reluctantly. It was only a matter of time until his secret was exposed, and he prepared himself for the inevitable lecture he was going to get. "I guess I really can't escape using my potty," he thought nervously to himself. "No matter what I try, it never seems to work." Sure enough, when Pinkie checked Pound's diaper, the traces of his recent potty break could be noticed quite easily. Pound had been caught redhoofed once again! "Pound, I thought I told you to tell me if you had to go potty!" Pinkie scolded. "I had your potty right here!" Pumpkin snickered a little at her brother's predicament, though she was largely grossed out at the fact that she'd almost bought a tea pot filled with her brother's bodily wastes. "This is no laughing matter young filly," Pinkie went on, now turning her attention to Pumpkin. "Gummy told me that he saw you use one of Mrs. Cake's flower pots earlier, and Gummy never lies to me!" Now it was Pumpkin's turn to look unhappy. The pink party pony sighed, leaning against the stroller and putting a hoof to her forehead. "You two know I don't like having to be the bad pony, and you were doing so well until just recently. You know your potties are what you're supposed to do your pee pees and poo poos in, not flower pots or teapots or anything else!" Both twins looked down at the ground, they were coming to learn the hard way that Pinkie was just as serious as their parents about getting them to use their potties. It was not going to be easy to trick her, like they had thought it would be. "We sowwy, Pinkie." the twins apologized. "I'm sure you are," Pinkie said to the two. "But I'm not the only pony you should be apologizing to. That store clerk probably deserves one from you, Pound Cake, for using the teapot instead of your potty. And Pumpkin Cakes, Mrs. Cakes flowers don't need any fertilizing to grow, Applejack and her family only do it with certain crops and we don't live on a farm." Neither Pound or Pumpkin said anything, they just tried their hardest to look as sorry as possible without unintentionally using puppy dog eyes on Pinkie (a task that was easier said than done given their natural cuteness). "Now then, once the clerk comes back, I'm going to explain the situation to him and then we're going to stop at the nearest restroom before we set off for home," Pinkie explained. "And when we do, you will both be in timeout." "Otay." The twins reluctantly replied, being punished by Pinkie always made them feel worse than when they were punished by their parents. For some reason, disappointing Pinkie (or causing her to get upset) seemed to be one of those things that they couldn't do without feeling guilty afterward. "But," Pinkie went on, a small smile forming on her face. "As long as you two behave yourselves from now on, and don't put up a fuss during timeout, you can help me bake some cookies." "Yay, cookies!" The twins happily cheered, they'd endure any punishment for the sake of getting to taste those sweet treats, especially if Pinkie Pie was making them. "So then, do we have a deal?" Pinkie asked. "Because if we don't, I guess I'll just have to eat those cookies all by myself." "Deaw!" The twin toddlers replied. Pinkie smiled brightly. "Good," and she then unbuckled Pound from the stroller. "Now young colt, let's sort out the mess you caused and get you wiped and changed. It's not good to stay in a dirty diaper for long." A few hours later, after helping Pinkie to bake some delicious cookies, the twins were bathed and put to bed, while Pinkie put their new toys away. "Perhaps they'll start using their potties again if they get rewards for using it," Pinkie thought to herself. "For Limestone and Marble it was stickers, for Maud it was rocks, and for me it was sweets. Maybe toys will work for Pound and Pumpkin Cake."