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Applejack ironically got against her will, exactly what Apple Bloom was currently secretly wishing for, as her tantrum was cut short when a pacifier gag was shoved in her mouth and strapped in place, before she was diapered up.
- MPH! HRMPHFS! - she screamed into her new found pacifier, but all she could get out were incomprehensible muffled gaggles.
Tired of struggling, she took a pause, breathing heavily and glaring daggers at the arms holding her, as well as the padding around her waist.
- Plushies! - Apple Bloom replied gleefully, and then her smile even got wider as a cheeky idea formed in her mind.
- Do you have a pony plushie with an orange coat and blond mane? - she asked, grinning widely. That was one way to play with her sister!
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