The front door bell rang. "I'm back!" called Rarity.

Sweetie Belle gasped happily. "Sis is back!" she yelled, running down the stairs. "Hi."

"Hey, there, Sweetie Belle!" the mare called, still holding a bag.

"So, you got the diapers?"

"Yep. And I saw the cutest little filly's dress. I'm going to make one in our doll's size..." Rarity cooed happily.

"Oh, cool. Our doll could use some dresses."

The older mare nuzzled her sister. "So, anything happen while I was out?"

"Well, Twist stopped by..."

"Oh?

"I tried to make her pretty, but she moved so I had to scrap her."

"Oh, my. How bad was it?"

She made me poke her eye out. Then she was covered in blood. Such a mess. I had to take our doll to the bathroom to... clean... her... Oh..."

"Oh?"

"I think I may have... left her in the upstairs bathroom... covered in blood..."

"Oh, well you'd better go and get her... I'll have her new dress all ready when you're done."

Sweetie Belle nodded and ran back upstairs to clean Diamond. When she finished, Sweetie found Rarity who was in her work room, giggling at her own work.

"What's so funny?"

"Oh, this dress, of course!" Rarity held up a dress that looked like it was designed for a 2-year-old, girly filly, and every inch was covered in pink glitter.

"Ooh... It's perfect."

"Oh, I know. Now, please, go and get our dolly, okay, Sweetie?"

The foal nodded and left room, returning a minute later with Diamond. She dragged the foal into the room and set her in front of Rarity.

"And how's my little dolly doing?" she asked, pulling out a diaper.

Diamond whimpered. "O-Okay..."

Rarity began diapering the filly, "That's good."

"N-Not a diaper..."

"Wouldn't want to mess yourself, would you?"

"I-I s-suppose..."

"And the muscle relaxers will leave you without control of that kind of thing," Rarity told her as she finished diapering her.

"Wh-When will the muscle relaxer wear off?"

"A month or so... By then I'll have you dosed with another one."

"Please, no... I-I'll be good. I-I promise."

"We'll see. Now, let's get the wittle dolly dessed up."

Sweetie sat her up. "There you go."

Rarity held up the dress for Diamond to see. "What do you think, Dolly?"

Diamond eyed it. "I... love it."

"Oh, that's good," Rarity said, pulling the filly into her dress.

Diamond looked at her dress, not able to look up due to the muscle relaxer. "Looks... nice..."

Rarity smiled as she picked up the doll and went to her makeup desk.

"How about a little blush, Dolly?" she asked, putting the filly in the seat where she was looking at herself.

"O-Okay..." said the 'doll'. Diamond found she rather enjoyed being dressed up and given makeovers.

Rarity made the doll have rosey red cheeks so it looked as if she was blushing. She then picked up three tiaras; one gold, lined with rubies, one silver with sapphires, and the last one was celestial gold, really shiny, with diamonds in it.

"Which one would the dolly like?"

"The really shiny one..." said the foal, staring wide-eyed in awe.

"Oh, that's called celestial gold. Good choice," Rarity said, placing the tiara on the filly's head.

Diamond actually smiled as she looked up.

"Oh, the dolly likes it!" Rarity called, picking up her doll and cuddling her.

"I love it," said Diamond.

"Oh, you're the cutest doll I've ever had!" Diamond smiled, not really hating this anymore. "And you look so cute when you smile," Rarity said hugging the filly closer

Diamond's smile got wider.

"Oh, you are going to be such a good dolly, aren't you?" Rarity said as she set the filly on her back and went to her room to see Twist's body.

The foal was still laying on the bed. A blood trail led to the bathroom. Sweetie Belle followed closely.