//------------------------------// // Clothes Make The Pony // Story: Pound and Pumpkin Cake's Adventures (And Misadventures) In Potty Training // by SuperPinkBrony12 //------------------------------// The very next day, Pound and Pumpkin were once again taken out in a stroller. This time to Rarity's, as she wanted to get a chance to make some big foal clothes for them. "My, you little angels have certainly grown since the last time I saw you," Rarity cooed, as she pulled out her trusty tape measure and started to take the twins measurements. "And from what Pinkie tells me, you two have been through so much. I must admit though, some of her stories feel a bit far fetched. I can't imagine you two ending up in the sewers, or inflating a diaper with so much helium that it would explode." The twins giggled, even if Rarity didn't believe them those events had happened. Rarity smiled. "Well, I know I had many adventures as a foal, as I'm sure my parents will attest. In any case, I hope you two will love the new onesies I'm making for you. They'll be a lot easier to adjust and remove, which should make both diaper changes and trips to the potty much easier. Now, hold still please." Both Pound and Pumpkin happily obliged, as Rarity started measuring Pumpkin first. But even though she held still, Pumpkin couldn't help but look at Rarity with jealousy. This was the pony that was an obstacle to her affections for Spike, the one he was in love with even if she didn't seem to love him in return. To make matters worse, she wasn't in diapers or pull-ups, so there was nothing to get in the way of her radiant beauty. "I wish I knew how to get Spike to fall in love with me, and not Rarity," Pumpkin thought to herself, as Rarity measured her brother. "Rarity has so many ponies attracted to her it's practically a crime. Just my luck she'd snare Spike with her good looks as well." "Alright, darlings, do you two have any preferences for what you want Auntie Rarity to stitch into your onesies?" Rarity asked the twins, setting aside her tape measure. "Can you put Da Wonderbowts on mine? Aftew heawing Scootawoo tawk about them, I tink I'm gonna twy and join them when I gwow up!" Pound boasted, flapping his little wings. "Alright, Wonderbolts it is," Rarity nodded, writing down the recommendation in her sketchbook. "And what about you, Pumpkin?" "I wish you could make a dress so ugly and repulsive, nopony would want to go near you and Spike wouldn't be attracted to you anymore." Pumpkin thought to herself, still silently seething with jealousy. But rather than let Rarity know this she said sweetly. "Fwuffy bunnies, pwease. The fwuffier the better." "Got it, fluffy bunnies," Rarity replied. "Now then, why don't you two take a well deserved potty break, while Auntie Rarity works on your onesies?" she cooed in the sweetest tone possible. "Otay." The twins obliged, and allowed for Rarity to escort them to Carousel Boutique's master bathroom where she had set up their potties. "No funny business you two," Rarity instructed to the twins. "And just be sure, I want you to promise me you'll behave for Sweetie Belle. Understand?" "Undewstand, we 'Pinkie Pwomise' to behave," the twins agreed, and repeated the motions. "Cwoss ouw heawts and hope to fwy, stick some cupcakes in ouw eyes." Rarity smiled. "Good," then she stuck her head out of the bathroom and called. "Sweetie Belle?" Sweetie Belle came dashing upstairs at a breakneck pace. "Yes, Rarity?" she asked her big sister. "I have to tend to my orders in the workshop," Rarity explained, and pointed to the twins. "Can I trust you to look after these two until I'm done?" "Of course I can," Sweetie Belle promised. "These two shouldn't be too much trouble." "Don't underestimate them, Sweetie Belle," Rarity cautioned. "Trust me, I learned the hard way from foalsitting you just how much trouble babies can be if they get half the chance. And from what Pinkie tells me, these two have certainly gotten up to mischief already." "No offense, Rarity, but you worry too much. Everything is under control, you just worry about the dresses and I'll worry about the twins." Sweetie Belle replied, nudging her sister out of the bathroom. "See that you do, and remember my advice." Rarity told Sweetie Belle, then the young fashionista trotted up to her workshop. Rarity soon got 'In The Zone' as she worked on designing, stitching, and sewing the twins onesies to perfection. At the same time, she occasionally listened for any sounds of distress or trouble, certain that the twins would be sure to try something on Sweetie Belle. At last, the onesies were done, and Rarity smiled as she admired her work. Now it was time to see if her young clients would be happy with them, and she hoped they would. "Sweetie Belle?" Rarity called. "The twins onesies are ready. Is everything okay on your end?" It was then that Rarity heard a pair of familiar giggles, and in a matter of seconds the twins came zipping past with Sweetie Belle chasing after them. "No fair getting a head start!" Sweetie Belle complained. "What's all this about?!" Rarity demanded. "The twins wanted to play a game of tag, and they made me be it," Sweetie Belle explained, rushing past Rarity. "I didn't expect them to be this fast though, for babies they sure are fast on their hooves." Rarity chuckled a little. "Well, I did warn you, Sweetie Belle. Aside from this have there been any slip-ups?" she asked. "No, they cooperated pretty well until five minutes ago, though Pound needed a little encouragement to use his potty," Sweetie Belle explained. "But I cleaned them up and emptied and cleaned their potties without any problems. If only catching them in a game of tag was as easy." "Not to worry, Sweetie Belle. I've got this." Rarity said with a wink, and carefully focused her magic on the twins, effectively stopping them right in their tracks. Pound and Pumpkin groaned a bit, upon realizing they'd been caught by Rarity. "Guess the fun's ovew." they said to themselves. "Indeed it is," Rarity replied. "Your onesies are ready for modeling, and you want to look your best when Pinkie Pie comes to pick you up, don't you?" "Yes." Pound and Pumpkin reluctantly responded. "Good, now who wants to try their onesie on first?" Rarity offered, holding out both onesies with her magic.