Twilight had only had a week to adapt to the fact that Dashie was now a foal, and that she and the foalized Wonderbolt Captains were now her full responsibility. First off, Twilight had to make a rapid teleport to Dash's former house to grab the mothering pills and then teleport back.

Once she was back, she saw that the four foals were bored and so she took them up to her room in the library and laid them on her bed for a few moments as she lit up her horn aura for a spell.

"Sorry, Spike. But they need this space more than you do." Was all she could say before casting the spell on the area around Spike's bed. She shot a laser in the center of the room, turning the bottom half into a foal's nursery, leaving the upper part, namely Twilight's bed, completely unchanged.

"Tanks, Mama." Dash said as she and the three Wonderbolt foals were eyeing down their new area. There was everything a foal needed: A padded floor, a wide variety of toys and blocks. A four way foal carrier, for Twilight to take them out without her.

And the coup de grace, a multitude of cribs one for each of the foals, all connected by the same frame, this time hanging so that Twilight could rock them to sleep when it was that time for them to clock out. The cribs themselves were coloured the colours of the coats and hair colours of the four foals so that Twilight could allocate them to their own cribs easily. And if that wasn't enough of a dead giveaway, Twilight had marked the blankets and pillows with the cutie marks of the foalized pegasi.

"You're welcome, Dashie." Twilight smiled at her work and levitated the four pegasus foals down onto the padded floor and let them run around for a while.

"Hey, Spitfiwe. Check dis out." Dash crawled over to Spike and cracked a grin at the sleeping dragon. Spitfire had caught her attention and was actually a little concerned.

"I don't know about dis Wainbow. Yoo suwe yoo wanna do dis?" She said as Dash was already at work with Spike.

"Oh, wighten up, Spitfiwe, wearn ta have a wittwe fun once in a whiwe." Dash's prank was complicated for most foals to perform, but Dash had a few shreds of her grown-up mind left in her foalish head and her mind was already at work, concocting a big surprise for Spike...

When Spike woke up, he was seeing more white than usual. A strange sensation for him, seeing as he always woke up to the sight of Twilight's ceiling. There was also a smell in his nose, a foul smell which he'd smelt before, but couldn't really piece it together.

"Man, what crawled up here and died?" He asked as his claw reached up to the white thing on his face and began to pull it off. "Twilight, I don't think you used the air fresheners this t-" His face was flustered once he saw what had happened to Twilight's room.

Spike tried to run to Twilight, but he ultimately tripped due to the fact that his legs weren't running straight like they used to. He looked down at his legs and realized he was wearing a diaper. He attempted to get it off, but alas, he didn't know how to, it's as if it was welded onto him, and he ultimately fell over again trying to slide it off.

"Hahahahahaha!!! Now he weawwy IS a baby dwagon!" Rainbow Dash was laughing at her brilliant joke, which to her, had finally been executed for her amusement.

"Wait a second... Is that, Rainbow Dash?" Spike eventually saw the cause of the laughter, a foalized Rainbow Dash was right there, in front of his eyes, and Spike knew for a fact that his eyes were able to see things perfectly. "What happened to you?!"

"It's a wong stowy." Dash said in between a few chuckles and lightly cleared her throat before crawling over to Spike. "And dis time it WEAWWY IS a wong stowy."

"How did this happen? I mean it's not impossible for ponies to revert down to foals but, how did you?" Spike asked, the looks of concern in his eyes.

"She got reckless." Twilight said from the top of the stairs behind him, a sad look on her face. "She attempted a solo Triad Drive, to see if it would be different for one pony." Her head was hung and she shed a tear. "It wasn't, and now look at her! Why me?! Why one of my friends?! Why one of Equestria's strongest lines of defense?!" She was shedding more and more tears as she let the thoughts sink in.

"Twilight, don't worry. I'm sure your new alicorn powers can fix this mess, right?" Spike said in an attempt to try and make her happy, but by the looks of Twilight's face, it wasn't gonna be that easy. "Right?" Spike was now worried, the lengthy silence usually meant it wasn't possible for a reverse spell or potion. "Oh god, no."

"That's right, Spike. Rainbow Dash, The Spirit Of Loyalty, is a foal, and that can never be changed." Twilight said sadly, no more tears falling, just a hung head replacing it.

It was at this time that Spitfire, Soarin and Fleetfoot had heard what Twilight had said, and they were starting to show sympathy for Dash. It was one thing them being foals, but to find out that their mama was the key to defeating Equestria's most notorious entities of darkness, and that she was now a foal again, was a massive shock to them.

They then saw Dash was lightly crying, and flew down to give her some support. They laid their shoulders around her and hugged her tightly, removing some of the tears and downgrading her cry into some sad sniffles.

"Awww, calm down, Mama." Spitfire said, hugging Dash tightly to relieve her of any more of her tears. "Yoo didn't know dis was gonna happen, most ponies nevew know at all."

"But, I dun wook wike a mama anymowe, and dat means , um... uh... I dun even know what it means!!!" Dash started another fit of crying after she had finished talking.

"It doesn't mattew anymowe, Wainbow." Fleetfoot said, as she and Soarin made it a group hug for Dash. "Don't wet the past dwag yoo down, focus on the futuwe now."

"And don't be sad that you'we a foal again." Soarin said with a smile. "We'll be one hundwed pewcent suwe dat you feel wight at home with us."

"Yeah, think about how lucky you are, Rainbow." Twilight said as she was removing Spike's prank diaper. "You're living and growing up with your idols. You're one of the most luckiest foals I've ever seen, it's not everyone who gets to live and grow up with the Wonderbolts."

These words were enough for Dash to come out of her tears and crack a small grin. The reassuring words of Twilight were suddenly very soothing for Dash, and she hung on every word.

"Tank yoo, evewyone." Dash said lightly as Twilight levitated her up to her chest. "I feew a wot bettew tanks to youw wowds and suppowt."

"You'we welcome, Dash." Soarin said as Twilight began to cradle Dash in her arms. "Glad we could help yoo on to youw hooves."

Twilight then heard a rumbling noise coming from Dash's stomach and knew she was hungry. Since she knew Dash could not handle any other food, she knew there was only one way for Dash to survive, by nursing from her. "Dashie, are you hungry?"

"Yes, pwease, Mama." Dash said calmly as Twilight walked up to her bed, levitating Rainbow Dash all the way. Once Dash was set down, Twilight pulled Dash into her teats, making a cocoon for Dash with her legs, giving Dash some nice privacy, and a comforting warmth.

Dash moved in towards Twilight's teats and took one suckle. It tasted something like cinnamon cream and Dash loved it. Eventually, there was no stopping her nursing now. She was happy to drink Twilight's nectar for the rest of her time like this.

Dash was then burped by Twilight, it was a decent sized burp at that, and she began to giggle afterwards, even though she had mere scraps of her regular mind still intact. "Tank yoo, Mama."

"You're welcome, Rainbow Dash." Twilight gave her a tiny kiss on the forehead and flew her down to Spitfire, Soarin and Fleetfoot.

Suddenly, she heard a knock on the door and decided to go investigate. "Alright, kids. Mama's gotta go take this for a second." Twilight addressed to the four foals. "Promise you'll play nice, OK?"

"Otay, Mama." They all said, which was a surprise for Spitfire, Soarin and Fleetfoot, as their original mother was Rainbow Dash. The Age-Regressed mind works in mysterious ways.

"What about me, Twilight?" Spike asked as he was about to follow Twilight down the stairs. "Is there anything I can do while you take that knock?"

Twilight looked at Spike and then at the foals, cracking a smile, she knew what to do now. "Actually, there is, Spike. I need you to keep a close eye on Rainbow, Spitfire, Soarin and Fleetfoot. Just to make sure they don't hurt themselves or to make sure they play fair with one another."

"I don't know, Twilight. I'm not that good with keeping living things around me." He said, recalling back to the time with all of the pets he had to chaperone to the Crystal Empire and back.

"Well, the last time I took you down to the front door, you almost ruined my chance at getting a rare stack of books." Twilight said, giving him a light glare. "And, personally, I think they like you."

"But, Twilight, I..."

"No buts, Spike. I can't just run out into the blue without anyone to protect my foals, and since Owlowiscious doesn't have the brain power to care for foals, I leave them to you and you alone." Twilight explained.

"Oh, fine." Spike sighed in defeat as he turned back towards the foals. "I'll watch out for them."

"Thank you, Spike. And don't worry, I'm sure this will only take at least a minute." Twilight walked down the stairs and left Spike with the four foals, who were looking at him with mischievous eyes.

"Whadda yoo tink, Soawin?" Dash turned to face him. "We've got a minute aftew aww, and his face wiww be pwicewess!"

"What awe yoo suggesting, Wainbow?" Fleetfoot said as she came up next to Soarin in an attempt to defend him and his peaceful side.

"Come on, yoo two. We've only got a minute ow two." Spitfire came up to Dash, as if to back her notion which she identified right off the bat. "Let's have a little... Fun with him." She cracked a mischievous grin."

"Spitfire, yoo wouldn't-"

"She would too, ya bunch of quittews! Whatevew happened ta Wondewbowts Stick Togethew?" Dash got logical on them.

"Yes, but neithew of us awe these so-called Wondewbolts anymore. "Soarin said finally. "So that wule's null and void to us!"

"Come on, Dash. Thy won't listen to us. We can pull off mischief ouwselves." Spitfire said as she wrapped a hoof around Dash and led her over to Spike."

"I guess so." Dash said, once she and her partner began plotting an endless number of foal tricks to drive Spike to the edge. "Now den, What shouwd we do ta him fiwst..."

Author's Notes:

And here we are, the long-awaited sequel to Junior Wonderbolts. You've rushed it for me, but it's finally here for your reading pleasure. I hope you enjoyed this first chapter and tell me your constructive criticisms.

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So, Dash and Spitfire seem to be the prank masters of this story, with Fleetfoot and Soarin being the voices of mercy. What fiendish tricks will Dash and Spitfire pull out on Spike, and will he be able to keep a level head until Twilight gets back from the door?

The next chapter is to come out soon, but I also have a lot of other things to tend to, besides my FimFiction account. I hope you guys enjoyed the chapter and as always, Have a great day.