(Based on a story I commissioned from the talented Yosh-E-O. This is an excerpt from it)

“Leon?” wondered a familiar voice. “Are you okay?”

The baby dragon stopped and opened his clenched eyes to find himself not in the Castle of Friendship, but in the hallway of his home.

“Leon!” cried Nixie. “Did you have a bad dream?”

“Dream?” he wondered as he felt the familiar texture of his home’s carpet beneath his toes. The warmth of Nixie’s presence could be filled all around instead of the vast space and cold floor of the place he once was. “A… dream?”

“Oh, sweetie,” cooed Nixie as she came over and kissed Leon on the cheek. “Tell me all about it. I’ll make it all better.”

Leon sighed as his mind registered how he most definitely was no longer in the Castle of Friendship being chased after by ponies and taunted by dragons he had never met in his life. The Spike dragon was nice, but definitely confused him for not having worn any clothes. In particularly being a baby dragon without a diaper.

“Nixie?” he asked. “Baby dragons wear diapers and don’t have grown-up responsibilities, right?”

Nixie chuckled while rubbing her hoof along her charge’s back.
“Of course not, sweetie,” she replied. “Nixie is here to make sure you don’t need to worry about icky, grown-up stuff until you are good and ready to do so.”

Leon thought to ask about Spike, but figured now wasn’t the time. He was more consumed in feeling the warmth and love of his caretaker.

“Oh!” stated the white Unicorn caretaker as her hand came upon where Leon’s diapered region was with her hoof. “What’s this?”

“What’s what?” he wondered.

Both he and Nixie looked to his protected mid-section to see a violet colored fabric held together with a jewel encrusted safety pin covering his waist.

“Did you make that?” asked Nixie. “Am I going to find a dirty diaper laying somewhere in your room, sweetie?”

Leon gulped as a thought crossed his mind.
“Maybe…,” he gulped while putting his claw into his mouth and suckling. “It wasn’t a dream after all?”