#both of them despise being daycare workers

[glambots]

It's hard to explain. Hm. I meant like just in the pizzaplex as robots, I guess? But I guess it doesn't really matter since their personalities would be about the same in most AUs.

Oh, you mean like, how I interpret their personalities! Okay, okay, okay. It's a little complicated and I'm going to have to keep things as short as possible or else I'm going to write you a fucking dissertation on these two:

(I also apologize in advance for these being so dark, I have been in. An angsty as hell mood lately. What is going on.)

Sundrop: A self-loathing, try-hard, desperate, tightly wound, resentful, constantly afraid for his life, wracked with guilt, lowkey-highkey hates his job and (most of) his coworkers, "fake it till you make it" type. Lowkey-highkey despises the Glamrocks for their popularity, hates running a Daycare, would throttle almost all of his human coworkers if he had the chance. Any semblance of kindness is taken with a grain of salt, but repeated acts absolutely flip his "kind of obsessively desperate to keep you around please don't leave him" switch.

Moondrop: Genuinely believes he is a villain, because he was designed to be that way. Loves scaring people, because it's really the only way he can get anyone to acknowledge that he exists. But everything he does is just a performance. He hides behind the mask he puts on. All the world's a stage. Fear the Moon, love the Sun. It's all he knows. Anything else...he's unsure of how to handle. His instinct is to try and push you away through his usual tactics. But if you stay, just know that he'd kill for you. This is not an exaggeration.

[driftingmoonmenace]

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The ☄️Falling Stars AU☄️was made specifically for all of my FNAF characters to exist within the same universe! The main plot of the AU ties them all together, but each of them also has their own separate sub story/plot arc!

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[Last Updated: 09/15/2024]

🃏 Paradox [Eclipse] [He/Him]

Paradox is a newer DCA sub-model with a singular AI that has aspects of both Sun and Moon coded in, making him an ‘Eclipse’ of sorts. Initially he wasn’t intended to be used for the Superstar Daycare, but was substituted in at the last second due to complications. He also doubles as nighttime security.

Paradox adores children, but heavily dislikes adults because of their constant mistreatment towards him. (Rude adults are given day-ruining tricks and pranks.)

He was assigned a handler to keep him in line as a last resort because of the numerous complaints from parents. If he fails to improve he’ll be decommissioned.

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🧨 Sol [Sun] [They/He]

Sol is a miniature Sun model designed to be kid-sized and was part of a kid-tested program that failed, along with their counterpart Lune.

They are now used as assistants for human daycare workers for when the daycare is understaffed or near full capacity. Mostly used as entertainment for the kids rather than for care taking, but they do have a few caretaker processes in their coding. They are kept in the castle tower room for a majority of the time unless they’re needed or to clean the daycare at night.

Sol is tired of being kept stored away until needed and wants to make a plan to escape their pizzaplex somehow.

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💤 Lune [Moon] [They/Them]

Lune is a miniature Moon model designed to be kid-sized and was part of a kid-tested program that failed, along with their counterpart Sol.

They are now used as assistants for human daycare workers for when the daycare is understaffed or near full capacity. Mostly used as entertainment for the kids rather than for care taking, but they do have a few caretaker processes in their coding. They are kept in the castle tower room for a majority of the time unless they’re needed or to clean the daycare at night.

Lune isn't a fan of their circumstances, just like Sol, but is weary about Sol's plan to escape. They're always trying to talk them out of it. They do their best to keep a sense of optimism to calm Sol from doing something they might regret.

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🤡 Toodles [Clown] [He/Him]

Toodles is an entertainment animatronic made specifically for pizzaplex party rooms and is based off of a porcelain clown doll. He's child-sized with an LED screen face and has a compartment for holding balloons and an inner air pump to make balloon animals.

His duties are to entertain parties, help set up the party rooms, deliver cakes and goodies, escort groups to their rooms, clean up the party rooms, etc. in between the Glamrocks and the DCA appearances.

Despite his cheerful nature around families, he absolutely despises kids and his job. He's not on the best of terms with the other animatronics in his pizzaplex either, and prefers to cause mischief for them.

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🔥 Nova [Sun] [He/Him]

Nova is a newer single AI Sun model made to be a Daycare Attendant, along with his counterpart Lumi.

Nova and Lumi were very successful at their daycare with raving reviews for quite a few years. Though one night while they were both charging, Nova completely disappeared without a trace.

He had been transported to a completely different pizzaplex located several states away due to a business decision by FazCo. to try and boost sales, popularity, and review ratings for the struggling plex.

He currently runs the Superstar Daycare on his own with the help of human workers until FazCo. sends a replacement Moon counterpart. He misses Lumi dearly and wants to find a way back to him.

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💧 Lumi [Moon] [He/Him]

Lumi is a newer single AI Moon model made to be a Daycare Attendant for a pizzaplex, along with his counterpart Nova.

Lumi and Nova were very successful at their daycare with raving reviews for quite a few years. Though one night while they were both charging, Nova completely disappeared without a trace.

Lumi has no idea where Nova has gone, and every night since his disappearance he has searched the computer database and entire pizzaplex from top to bottom to try to find any clues.

He keeps up a happy facade with everyone while taking care of the daycare by himself, but inside he's withdrawn and utterly devastated that Nova may have been decommissioned.

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🏍️ Equinox [Eclipse] [He/Him]

Equinox is an older dual AI model that was made for the Fazbear Theater.

The franchised pizzaplex he was a part of financially went under and FazCo. ordered to have all the animatronics decommissioned. However, a befriended technician helped him make a risky, yet successful, escape. The whole experience caused his Sun and Moon to make the decision to remain as an Eclipse permanently.

He, along with the now ex-Fazbear technician, decided to kickstart their plan to rescue other animatronics from the same fate and set up a base of sorts out in the Mojave desert.

Equinox travels the country targeting FazCo. locations and rescuing the animatronics inside to take them back to his base.

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💻 Umbra [Moon] [He/Him]

Umbra is a newer single AI Moon model made to be a Daycare Attendant for a pizzaplex. However due to his lackluster performance with the children, he was switched to nighttime security instead.

He spent a lot of his time monitoring the cameras and pinging other animatronics to locations to take care of things due to his shy nature. He also had a knack for hacking into restricted parts of the computer system for amusement and giving himself internet access.

This continued for several years until his pizzaplex went under, and his Sun was sadly decommissioned in the process, which he doesn’t forgive himself for. During that time Equinox targeted his pizzaplex and managed to rescue him in time.

Umbra now joins Equinox on missions and helps hack into the computer systems of targeted FazCo. locations and takes care of anything technology related.

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☣️ Orion [Sun] [He/Him]

Orion is the Sun half of an older dual AI model (his Moon half being Oberon) and he was made for the Fazbear Theater. He’s superhero themed and played as the ‘hero’ during performances, though after some time was switched to being a Daycare Attendant.

After the switch, he started to slowly notice random glitches in his coding. They started small and infrequent, not causing much issue with their work. However, it got worse over time to a point where whenever he and Oberon would switch in and out, their systems would crash and leave them in a paralyzed state.

A small ‘quarantine’ patch was placed on Orion to keep his coding suppressed and in a pseudo-comatose state, leaving him trapped within their shared mind-space. He’s able to have short, sometimes incoherent, conversations with Oberon whenever he’s ‘conscious’ before going ‘unconscious’ again.

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⚔️ Oberon [Moon] [He/Him]

Oberon is the Moon half of an older dual AI model (his Sun half being Orion) and he was made for the Fazbear Theater. He’s supervillain themed and played as the ‘villain’ during performances, though after some time was switched to being a Daycare Attendant.

After the switch, he started to notice small glitches in Orion’s coding, and was adamant he get it checked out, but Orion told him it was fine since it wasn’t causing much issue with their work. However, it got worse over time to a point where whenever he and Orion would switch in and out, their systems would crash and leave them in a paralyzed state.

After the patch was put on Orion, Oberon was given a visor to help keep the light sensor from activating the AI switch protocol and scheduled to get a newer separate Sun model to replace Orion instead of fixing him.

Oberon escaped the pizzaplex not long afterwards with the help of Equinox and Umbra, and now joins them on missions while simultaneously searching for a way to fix Orion.

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💥Oblivion [Eclipse] [He/Him]

Oblivion is the Eclipse of Orion and Oberon. He played as an ‘anti-hero’ during special rare performances, and after the switch to being a Daycare Attendant the two continued to rarely switch into Oblivion.

It’s later discovered that Orion’s glitches are because of a virus, and during an event that causes Orion and Oberon to switch into Oblivion said virus is given an opportunity to run rampant. The malicious virus corrupts Oblivion, causing him to become extremely volatile and bloodthirsty.

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🎀 ASTRA [Sun] [She/Her]

Astra is a newer single AI Sun sub model.

Not much is known about her other than she may have been a scrapped design. She never got to officially work in her pizzaplex despite how complete she was, and spent a lot of her time down in the basement levels stored away.

She has wing attachments that may have been designed for when she’d use a wire that she occasionally wears.

She was found by Equinox when he targeted her pizzaplex and was taken in. She has a very bubbly, cheerful, and cutesy nature, though she’s ready, and oddly excitable, to fight if the situation calls for it.

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🎤 SELENE [Moon] [She/Her]

Selene is a newer single AI Moon sub model that was made to be a show performer in Fazcade.

She mostly monitors the Fazcade, heavily focusing on the karaoke rooms and DJ Music Man’s area. Though she also does small singing performances on DJMM’s stage from time to time or does karaoke with the guests. She has a Sun counterpart that does show performances with the Glamrocks on the main stage. However, the two rarely interact much as Selene is kept strictly in the Fazcade.

Selene enjoys singing ballads the most and has a calm, soft nature.

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💋 DIOR [Sun] [They/She/He]

Dior is a newer single AI Sun model that was made as a performer at the Fazbear Theater with their Moon counterpart. Both of them put on very successful performances for several years.

An unfortunate event with their Moon counterpart left Dior traumatized, and soon afterwards they were scheduled to be transferred to another pizzaplex. During transport they managed to escape and fled. Traveling frequently to avoid getting caught and doing unsavory things to survive. They’ve gotten mods here and there over time to help them survive and help ‘be their own being’ outside of the ‘FazCo branding’.

They’ve picked up a bad smoking habit, enjoying the ritual of it when they’re stressed. They're also very into fashion and makeup. Dior is very cynical, temperamental, and bratty though they play up a sweet, flirtatious nature to get what they want.

Equinox, Umbra, and Oberon found Dior on the streets during their travels and took them in.

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Don’t mess with big sisters (digimon, follow up to little sister knows best)

If there was one major downside to having turned her big brother into her darling baby brother, it was that despite her best efforts Kari couldn't always be there for Tai, even though she knew he needed her. There had been a time when he would of had force of will and the courage to stand up for himself but since she had been behind stripping him of that in the process of making him a adorable diaper pooper she took full responsibility over protecting him. But there was the small issue that she had school and with both their parents working now to help offset the cost of the packs of diapers Tai could go though in a week, he'd been put in a special daycare that was suppose to protect him. Suppose to. So naturally when she dropped by to pick him up after class and found him sobbing in the corner and turned away from her she had been concerned right away. he had been crying for awhile and the most amazing part was he was doing everything he could, to keep Kari from seeing his face.  Still she was the stronger of the two by far these days and had finally gotten a look at his face and gasped in shock. smudged on his forehead (showing that a effort to wash it off had been made) LOSER had been written with a black marker and on one cheek 'diaper baby' had been written and on the other 'diaper filler'. Outraged but trying not to scare or upset Tai any more she asked him who had done it to him, and Tai looked behind Kari and pointed and then started to sob again, filling his diaper. Turning around to to see who was there, Kari narrowed her eyes as she saw Sora in one of the workers uniforms, smirking and waving back, having had a black marker in her hand and slipping it into her apron, and waving bye and heading for the door. "M-Miss crabbles already t-talked to her..and she's been f-fired..but she said that ok..she did what she wanted." Tai sobbed. "..Come on Tai, let's get you home and into the tub, and get those awful things washed off of you. you just forget all about your mean old ex-girlfriend." Kari coo'ed and started to help Tai get ready to go home. She didn't need him thinking about Sora and getting himself worked up or even trying to figure out a plan of revenge. after all..thats what Tai had her for.

Sora had to admit, she would of figured Kari to be the type to come right after her and as such had taken [precautions. She had stayed with Mimi for a week and had Izzy check her room for any sort of a trap before coming back in but everything seemed A OK. 'heh, maybe Big bad Kari isn't that terrible after all.' Sora thought, heading to the fridge and getting out a bottle of her favorite soda, never noticing the small pin prick in the cork. She also helped herself to a slice of cake in the fridge, coated with frosting which her mother normally despised but Sora just figured it was a welcome back cake. It seemed a little odd that the more she drank the soda, the more thirsty she was but Sora just figured it had to do with her nerves, she had been so worked up about what Kari might do, but really..Tai had deserved her revenge and it wasn't even as bad as it could of been! She was on her third Soda  and second slice of cake when she realized that had to be way Kari had let bygones be bygones.. Sora hadn't done all that much and anything Kari did could of  brought down the wrong kind of attention and get either Kari or tai put in a nut house somewhere. She was in the middle of patting herself on the back for being SO clever when her mom called. "hey sweetie, glad your back from your friend Mimi's. I'm gonna need you to head out and pick up some groceries for me. I've already paid for them, they just need to be brought back. Miss okaru's grandson who normally delivers is out sick. I figured you wouldn't mind since there's nothing in the fridge to snack on." her mother said with a laugh. "uh..mom what are you talking about, there's cake and pop in the fridge." Sora said, suddenly feeling very..very cold. "I think I know whats in my fridge little lady. unless one of your little digifriends popped over to drop off snacks. I think one of them said something about it. that nice girl who looks after her special brother..you know..the boy you used to date." he mom was said. "O-Oh uh..Mom..I have to go..I need to use the washroom..I'll uh..head out after." Sora said, her tummy starting to cramp. "Oh ok. well don't take too long and maybe lay off the sweets. Love you and talk to you later!" her mom said with a cheerful tone and then the line went dead. Sora dropped the phone and took off for the bathroom in a dead run, her bladder was suddenly ready to burst as were her bowels, but most of all she wanted to trigger her gag reflex and get whatever she had been munching on and drinking down OUT of her system before whatever horrible effects they could have happened. the fact she suddenly needed the bathroom so badly gave her a fair idea though as she went from dashing to hobbling, wet farts escaping and she had no doubt that she was staining her formally white panties. getting to the bathroom door, she found it shut but she could of sworn it had been opened when she'd gotten back..or had she even checked? in any case she tried the handle and naturally, it was locked. "Sorry, somebodies in here~" Came a voice that Sora had been dreading all week, and her fear combined with her full bladder equaled a drenched pair of yellow shorts and panties and a puddle around her ankles. "K-Kari!? Kari please..let me in there! I..I already had a accident!" Sora whimpered, hot tears of shame rolling down her cheeks even as her bladder was already filling up. "Really now? a big girl like you? tsk, Maybe Tai isn't the only one who needs diapers." Kari said, her voice sounding closer to the door. "Kari PLEASE! I..I have to take a-" Sora started to say but was cut off. "A poo poo. you need to make a poo poo in the potty like a big girl. Say it." Kari said, face unseen but Sora had no problem picturing the smug look that had to be etched on the girls face. Naturally Sora would of never resorted to such childish terms, she had potty trained early and everything! But desperate times called for desperate measures. "..Please Kari. I have to poo poo in the potty like a big girl." Sora said, teeth clenched though not just because of her anger, she was in a final countdown till she unloaded in the back of her panties and shorts, and hadn't they already suffered enough!?! "Hmm nah, I don't think your ready. if you check the linen closet behind you however, you'll find something a little more your level." Kari said then added. "And don't be ashamed to ask for help with them, I've put them on Tai lots~" Diapers. it was gonna be fucking diapers. Sora knew it before she even turned to open the closet. again she wouldn't of normally even entertained the idea but she was in a losing battle and a dirty diaper would be easier to get rid of, to explain then a pair of smelly panties and shorts. it was a package of little stinkers for big girls, a punishment brand she was semi familiar with from when Mimi had been having some nighttime control but she didn't deal to think on that at the moment. ripping the package open she put one of the diapers in her mouth, holding it lightly as she tugged her soaked pants and panties off and dropped them in the puddle. 'at least they can sock up part of it.' Sora thought bitterly. her socks naturally had done some of the work but she didn't have the luxury of getting them off at the moment. getting the diaper from between her teeth she unfolded it and tugged it up between her legs and got it taped on just in time, as her bowel finally gave out and she ended up hunching over, farting loudly and filling out the seat of the diaper as the bathroom opened up, and there was Kari with a video camera. "Nice, I'm suppose to be making a semi action movie for my video club next week, I think this is totally going in it." Kari said,, keeping the camera on Sora as she yelped and fell to her hands and knees, starting to crawl as much as she could when she had to keep pausing to push more filth into the back of her diaper. what had been white and pink with purple butterflies all over it was now a stained dark brown, and drooping big time in the back. As Sora paused and went face down butt up and pounded a fist on the floor, getting the last of the mess out in a series of spectacular farts Kari snickered. "Oh yeah, thats the money shot right there." She said then turned the camera around and held her nose. "You should all be thankful I can't capture the stink little miss farty pants here is making!" With everyone out of her system, Sora collapsed on the floor, her head turned to the side and though she was still crying,there was a big dopey smile on her face as a muffled hiss was heard, she was wetting herself. Setting the camera aside, Kari made her way over to Sora and knelt down, a hand coming down on the back of the older girls stinky diaper butt. "Now, Sora..Do you think you learned your lesson here about picking on Tai, or do I need to go and tie you to the lamp post outside with your poopie diapers on display for you to get the lesson?" Kari asked then added. "Since you didn't do TOO much to him I was willing to keep your punishment mild this time." THAT caught Sora's attention and as exhausted as she was, she turned her head to look at Kari with disbelief on her face. "T-T-This was a MILD punishment!?!" She whimpered out. "Oh yeah, Like I said, you only wrote on tai and it was your first strike AND well we used to be friends. so all and all dialed back my original plans for you." Kari said cheerfully. The mere thought of what could of happened scared Sora so much she started to try and push out anther load into her diapers while her mind did the only thing it could do in such a situation. it passed out.

In the aftermath of Kari's little punishment on Sora, the poor girl was never quite the same. Kari had helped her clean up once she'd woken up and even offered to help her get cleaned up and into some panties and pants..but Sora had meekly asked for more diapers. She ended up going back to the same daycare where Tai was dropped off every morning but now she's not a worker, she's one of the special boys and girls and she's one of the quietest and most polite kids there, actually meek enough that she gets semi bullied from time to time but Tai protects her. He still doesn't like her but well, he just wants to be like his awesome big sister Kari and protect those who can't protect themselves. Kinda sweet when you think about it, isn't it?

the end.

[yamithediaperdork]

don't mess with big sisters (Digimon)

If there was one major downside to having turned her big brother into her darling baby brother, it was that despite her best efforts Kari couldn't always be there for Tai, even though she knew he needed her.

There had been a time when he would of had force of will and the courage to stand up for himself but since she had been behind stripping him of that in the process of making him a adorable diaper pooper she took full responsibility over protecting him.

But there was the small issue that she had school and with both their parents working now to help offset the cost of the packs of diapers Tai could go though in a week, he'd been put in a special daycare that was suppose to protect him.

Suppose to.

So naturally when she dropped by to pick him up after class and found him sobbing in the corner and turned away from her she had been concerned right away. he had been crying for awhile and the most amazing part was he was doing everything he could, to keep Kari from seeing his face. Still she was the stronger of the two by far these days and had finally gotten a look at his face and gasped in shock.

smudged on his forehead (showing that a effort to wash it off had been made) LOSER had been written with a black marker and on one cheek 'diaper baby' had been written and on the other 'diaper filler'.

Outraged but trying not to scare or upset Tai any more she asked him who had done it to him, and Tai looked behind Kari and pointed and then started to sob again, filling his diaper.

Turning around to to see who was there, Kari narrowed her eyes as she saw Sora in one of the workers uniforms, smirking and waving back, having had a black marker in her hand and slipping it into her apron, and waving bye and heading for the door.

"M-Miss crabbles already t-talked to her..and she's been f-fired..but she said that ok..she did what she wanted." Tai sobbed.

"..Come on Tai, let's get you home and into the tub, and get those awful things washed off of you. you just forget all about your mean old ex-girlfriend." Kari coo'ed and started to help Tai get ready to go home.

She didn't need him thinking about Sora and getting himself worked up or even trying to figure out a plan of revenge.

after all..thats what Tai had her for.

Sora had to admit, she would of figured Kari to be the type to come right after her and as such had taken [precautions. She had stayed with Mimi for a week and had Izzy check her room for any sort of a trap before coming back in but everything seemed A OK.

'heh, maybe Big bad Kari isn't that terrible after all.' Sora thought, heading to the fridge and getting out a bottle of her favorite soda, never noticing the small pin prick in the cork. She also helped herself to a slice of cake in the fridge, coated with frosting which her mother normally despised but Sora just figured it was a welcome back cake.

It seemed a little odd that the more she drank the soda, the more thirsty she was but Sora just figured it had to do with her nerves, she had been so worked up about what Kari might do, but really..Tai had deserved her revenge and it wasn't even as bad as it could of been!

She was on her third Soda and second slice of cake when she realized that had to be way Kari had let bygones be bygones.. Sora hadn't done all that much and anything Kari did could of brought down the wrong kind of attention and get either Kari or tai put in a nut house somewhere.

She was in the middle of patting herself on the back for being SO clever when her mom called.

"hey sweetie, glad your back from your friend Mimi's. I'm gonna need you to head out and pick up some groceries for me. I've already paid for them, they just need to be brought back. Miss okaru's grandson who normally delivers is out sick. I figured you wouldn't mind since there's nothing in the fridge to snack on." her mother said with a laugh.

"uh..mom what are you talking about, there's cake and pop in the fridge." Sora said, suddenly feeling very..very cold.

"I think I know whats in my fridge little lady. unless one of your little digifriends popped over to drop off snacks. I think one of them said something about it. that nice girl who looks after her special brother..you know..the boy you used to date." he mom was said.

"O-Oh uh..Mom..I have to go..I need to use the washroom..I'll uh..head out after." Sora said, her tummy starting to cramp.

"Oh ok. well don't take too long and maybe lay off the sweets. Love you and talk to you later!" her mom said with a cheerful tone and then the line went dead.

Sora dropped the phone and took off for the bathroom in a dead run, her bladder was suddenly ready to burst as were her bowels, but most of all she wanted to trigger her gag reflex and get whatever she had been munching on and drinking down OUT of her system before whatever horrible effects they could have happened.

the fact she suddenly needed the bathroom so badly gave her a fair idea though as she went from dashing to hobbling, wet farts escaping and she had no doubt that she was staining her formally white panties.

getting to the bathroom door, she found it shut but she could of sworn it had been opened when she'd gotten back..or had she even checked? in any case she tried the handle and naturally, it was locked.

"Sorry, somebodies in here~" Came a voice that Sora had been dreading all week, and her fear combined with her full bladder equaled a drenched pair of yellow shorts and panties and a puddle around her ankles.

"K-Kari!? Kari please..let me in there! I..I already had a accident!" Sora whimpered, hot tears of shame rolling down her cheeks even as her bladder was already filling up.

"Really now? a big girl like you? tsk, Maybe Tai isn't the only one who needs diapers." Kari said, her voice sounding closer to the door.

"Kari PLEASE! I..I have to take a-" Sora started to say but was cut off.

"A poo poo. you need to make a poo poo in the potty like a big girl. Say it." Kari said, face unseen but Sora had no problem picturing the smug look that had to be etched on the girls face.

Naturally Sora would of never resorted to such childish terms, she had potty trained early and everything! But desperate times called for desperate measures.

"..Please Kari. I have to poo poo in the potty like a big girl." Sora said, teeth clenched though not just because of her anger, she was in a final countdown till she unloaded in the back of her panties and shorts, and hadn't they already suffered enough!?!

"Hmm nah, I don't think your ready. if you check the linen closet behind you however, you'll find something a little more your level." Kari said then added. "And don't be ashamed to ask for help with them, I've put them on Tai lots~"

Diapers. it was gonna be fucking diapers. Sora knew it before she even turned to open the closet.

again she wouldn't of normally even entertained the idea but she was in a losing battle and a dirty diaper would be easier to get rid of, to explain then a pair of smelly panties and shorts.

it was a package of little stinkers for big girls, a punishment brand she was semi familiar with from when Mimi had been having some nighttime control but she didn't deal to think on that at the moment.

ripping the package open she put one of the diapers in her mouth, holding it lightly as she tugged her soaked pants and panties off and dropped them in the puddle.

'at least they can sock up part of it.' Sora thought bitterly. her socks naturally had done some of the work but she didn't have the luxury of getting them off at the moment.

getting the diaper from between her teeth she unfolded it and tugged it up between her legs and got it taped on just in time, as her bowel finally gave out and she ended up hunching over, farting loudly and filling out the seat of the diaper as the bathroom opened up, and there was Kari with a video camera.

"Nice, I'm suppose to be making a semi action movie for my video club next week, I think this is totally going in it." Kari said,, keeping the camera on Sora as she yelped and fell to her hands and knees, starting to crawl as much as she could when she had to keep pausing to push more filth into the back of her diaper.

what had been white and pink with purple butterflies all over it was now a stained dark brown, and drooping big time in the back.

As Sora paused and went face down butt up and pounded a fist on the floor, getting the last of the mess out in a series of spectacular farts Kari snickered.

"Oh yeah, thats the money shot right there." She said then turned the camera around and held her nose. "You should all be thankful I can't capture the stink little miss farty pants here is making!"

With everyone out of her system, Sora collapsed on the floor, her head turned to the side and though she was still crying,there was a big dopey smile on her face as a muffled hiss was heard, she was wetting herself.

Setting the camera aside, Kari made her way over to Sora and knelt down, a hand coming down on the back of the older girls stinky diaper butt.

"Now, Sora..Do you think you learned your lesson here about picking on Tai, or do I need to go and tie you to the lamp post outside with your poopie diapers on display for you to get the lesson?" Kari asked then added. "Since you didn't do TOO much to him I was willing to keep your punishment mild this time."

THAT caught Sora's attention and as exhausted as she was, she turned her head to look at Kari with disbelief on her face.

"T-T-This was a MILD punishment!?!" She whimpered out.

"Oh yeah, Like I said, you only wrote on tai and it was your first strike AND well we used to be friends. so all and all dialed back my original plans for you." Kari said cheerfully.

The mere thought of what could of happened scared Sora so much she started to try and push out anther load into her diapers while her mind did the only thing it could do in such a situation.

it passed out.

In the aftermath of Kari's little punishment on Sora, the poor girl was never quite the same. Kari had helped her clean up once she'd woken up and even offered to help her get cleaned up and into some panties and pants..but Sora had meekly asked for more diapers.

She ended up going back to the same daycare where Tai was dropped off every morning but now she's not a worker, she's one of the special boys and girls and she's one of the quietest and most polite kids there, actually meek enough that she gets semi bullied from time to time but Tai protects her.

He still doesn't like her but well, he just wants to be like his awesome big sister Kari and protect those who can't protect themselves.

Kinda sweet when you think about it, isn't it?

the end.

[tessatechaitea]

Star Trek: The Next Generation, S1, E8: "The Battle"

Depending on who you ask, the United States public school system is a huge waste of time, a factory to teach kids how to live life as factory workers, free daycare, a temple to learning, or a place to socialize future citizens. But I know what it really is and it's less cynical than you might expect from me. Sure, I could have been super jaded about the public school system but I was lucky and went to a Satanic elementary school (if you're curious, just search the blog for "Haman" or "Satanic elementary school" or "AC/DC"), so I had a love of learning about the Devil from an early age. Anyway, I believe the public school system (and while I can only truly speak to the United States' version, I'm going to assume it's very much the same concept across other nations and cultures) was the easiest solution to keeping civilization advancing. That probably sounds obvious and you're already in the comment section typing up responses such as "Like, DOI!" and "What a stunning reveleation /sarcasm" and "ur trash 1v1 me". (Believe me, the only correct way to end that sentence was with the punctuation outside of the quotes.) Listen, I get it! It's a simple concept! But in our modern times when it seems like half of the country thinks education corrupts the youth (which, if you went to Haman Elementary in Santa Clara, California, it certainly fucking did. Long live my Lord and Master!), sometimes simple truths need to be beat like a living horse (that's what the phrase "No use in beating a dead horse" means, right? It means there is use in beating a living horse and we should beat them more. Right?). Or did I mean beat like a drum? You know what? Sometimes I wish I learned more than ritual summonings and secret hand gestures. What I'm trying to say and which I won't make any clearer with this next statement is that the public school system was the best version of throwing shit at the wall to see what sticks. In this analogy, "shit" is "knowledge" and "wall" is "children." Because the only way to advance civilization and continue to make things better for everybody is to make sure young people are caught up on the story. Sure, a lot of them (and I should probably say "a lot of us" because look at me as an adult: writing a blog about comic books and Star Trek) won't take up the torch to help advance civilization. But that's the thing. You don't know which kid is going to make the connections to establish the next thing that helps civilization mature. At the very least, you know that if you don't throw shit at children, they're never going to have the opportunity to understand exactly where they are in civilization's timeline and how they can make it better going forward. Also, can we sometimes just throw real shit at children because now that idea is in my head and it's not going anywhere? If we break this system, we are accepting eventual stagnation and a probable decline in the overall levels of satisfaction with life. And as we can see in our modern times, a growing percentage of unimaginative dullards don't fucking care about progress. Education teaches their kids that their parents were unimaginative dullards and so those unimaginative dullards would rather destroy the educational system than maybe look inward and try not to be an unimaginative dullard. And let's not forget about the people who want to destroy the system simply because it uplifts everybody and not just the people who look like they do. Obviously the public school system doesn't present enough material to create an adult that will truly help drive humanity's balls through civilization's goalposts (help me. I think I have some kind of sickness that makes me speak in analogies, sort of like Lyme Disease but if I were bitten by a conservative talking head). The public school system is just to fire the curiosity of the children so they'll strive to become more educated on their own. And at one time, college was the perfect way to specialize and really get in-depth on the things which really held the child's interest. But, once again, a certain section of the population viewed higher education as a slippery slope to being a decent person and so they've demonized it. One way to make a higher education less possible was to make it less affordable. Although making college less accessible was probably a backlash to college students protesting the government's participation in certain wars which made the government say, "Where are we going to get all the young dead people we'll need for future wars? I mean, they'll only be dead after! We're not into necromancy. Not everybody went to Haman Elementary." Free or affordable college just gives less privileged young people more options than the ones people who don't want things to change want them to have. After all, job providers aren't really as good at providing jobs as they seem to want everybody to think they are. So they need a system which forces people into debt, or convinces them to saddle themselves with a huge mortgage, or hypnotizes them into thinking children are great things to have in their lives so that they'll always need the shitty job they have to pay for their tiny sentient wells where money is thrown. I wish I was more coherent and less digressive than I am so I could get my point across. But this sometimes happens after I've read two or three comic books by Ann Nocenti. Let me just take a moment to cleanse my aura and I'll try to be more succinct. "Master Satan, please direct my aggression and blood lust into a fine focal point as sharp as the tip of the Lance of Longinus so that I may do your bidding to corrupt His lost lambs and bring them to the beastly reality of this cum-stained world. Thank you my Father. I count the days until I will be welcomed into your embrace of unholy fornication." In summation, education can only be attained by stacking one block upon the other. You need a system which both teaches the basics of how we got to where we are and also weeds out those that don't fucking give a shit about climbing the pyramid of blocks that's already there to add more to the top. Some people are meant to simply take care of the foundational blocks. Some people will climb partway up and improve the blocks in the middle. But you need a system to find the people who will craft the blocks for the future top of the pyramid. And as an added benefit, the higher one climbs, the better a person they generally become. Sure, you still have many climbers who only see profit in the journey. But some of them do their part as well (granted, not a lot of them. Most of them just want to find a way to keep all the blocks for themselves and establish a toll gate halfway up the pyramid and then convince everybody that the toll gate has always been there and it was never a free climb at all). And you also have people who consider the education gained as a simple corruption of the soul. But fuck those people. They pretend the pyramid doesn't even exist and only want to tear it down anyway. Now imagine how big this pyramid must be in the 24th Century! It's so big that it allows people to pursue whatever they want to pursue without being shackled to a daily grind just to pay bills. Fucking imagine that, right?! A civilization so prosperous and educated about the nature of reality that nobody in the system feels compelled to force other people to throw their lives away so those people can earn somebody else another buck. What a healthy civilization! Now imagine that civilization butting heads with our 21st Century reality. Imagine how much we'd despise those 24th Century bastards! Don't they care about making another buck?! What are they thinking?! I bet it would end up in a battle just like "The Battle" in this episode! Yes, we are the Ferengi. And, yes, I'm probably not going to say much about this episode. Picard gets mind-controlled by capitalism and almost destroys socialism. But he doesn't and the Ferengi learn a lesson about greed sometimes being bad which is a really hard lesson for them to swallow due to their big ears (because when they swallow I imagine their ears pop a lot?). The main thing I learned from this episode is that every great starship captain in the Federation has a tactical maneuver named after them. If you haven't come up with a new innovation for space battles, you're a piece of shit not worthy to captain a Starfleet vessel. And that's all I have to say about that.

[zumpietoo]

Oh dude, you liar (who sent this to yourself!) I do not “throw fits” and I’m not remotely “upset” (well other than how fucking gross and racist she is, but that’s a different discussion)....why would I be? I’m the one who’s been consistently right, not her ass....

Again, she makes it apparent she doesn’t want Jughead with a WoC and only ships a white ship. She also assigns a variety of truly disgusting racist stereotypes to Tabitha....I dislike Fake Tits because she’s an asshole...and I don’t call her “VD” that’s my name for VD (Verm Douche)---learn to read, moron!

And yet you know some of my nick names, etc....and that I think you’re unspeakably racist...yes, in fact “racist” is part of your nickname, thatiranianracist. And don’t feel speshul----unless you’re admitting many of the other accounts I drag are your socks????

Also, you’re a “social worker”??? I thought you were a daycare worker, as you routinely detail (fun fact, social workers have advanced degrees and are paid accordingly, what she holds typically pays close to minimum wage....not being snobby, just if she’s gonna pretend, I’ll point it out).

You sure did tag a lot for something you don’t care about, dude....

Ummm....I always spell Erinn’s name correctly, racist....and no, none of us see it that way. I used to ship BH,.....long before you, asshole....and, again, it’s interesting that you’re admitting here WHY you don’t like Jabi....because YOU think she’s in the way.

We actually get A) BH is sunk (for both story line and offscreen reasons) and B) we simply want Jug with somebody who actually cares about him. Plus Erinn’s an excellent actress and we enjoy watching them work together.

But nice attempt to try and pull the “we’re not racists, you’re the real racists” crap, yet again...

Umm.....again, yes, obviously, a Youtube channel proves everything...and you routinely misapply words and terms, so it’s funny that a potential typo means so very much. Also, again, I’m a seekrit Barfie? Wooooowww who knew?

Why TF (other than to giggle at them suffering and how baaddd they are together) would I ship Barfie? I despise both the actors and the characters....

And yes, we’ve never seen Tabs in a black motorcycle jacket before AND there’s some significant indication Jug’s back to joining them. At a minimum, perhaps a spin on his bike?

Additionally, once again, REALLY don’t think y’all get to mock anybody when you’re the ones with the Tabs will cuck Jug with the ASL teacher/Ragey/is a lesbian/etc...

Oh or lest we forget: #hey#3 4BH.....and how they’d talk and reconnect. Don’t you keep insisting they filmed all those romantic BH scenes and then chucked them cuz they had a notion to?

Oh or the big fight with Jughead assaulting the table----that was him killing a spider. Just as we said....it’s as if, we’re right and you’re wrong....

Enjoy!

[jordan202]

My Boys Drabbles - Thomas (Part One)

Hi Guys!

After such a long hiatus, My Boys is back! And this time around, we are going to explore the only pregnancy I haven't fully written about. Thank you @jia911 for proofreading this so fast!

The Prompt: 

@cizavilation I think was the one who asked me to write about Thomas’s pregnancy.

Timeline:

This one sets just one or two days after The Return (the story when Cristina is back in Seattle). 

My Boys Drabbles – Thomas (Part One) 

Amelia let out a sigh of frustration, watching as a strand of hair was blown from her nose.

She was bored.

It was no secret she considered that mandatory hospital meeting a complete waste of time and judging by the yawns and amount of empty coffee cups around the big round table, her colleagues felt the exact same way.

One by one, Amelia examined the facial expressions of the other heads of department. Alex Karev seemed too entertained playing with a loose thread of his white coat sleeve. Meredith Grey repeatedly twisted the lid of her Starbucks drink, looking like she wanted to be anywhere but there. Jackson Avery was having a hard time keeping his neck straight and not falling asleep. Only Maggie seemed to be paying attention to the words of the seventy-something infectious diseases specialist who gave that exact same lecture on infection control and prevention every trimester at the hospital.

Amelia knew that every hospital had an ICC, or Infection Control Committee, a division that worked both preventing and helping treat hospital related infections. Every three months, the ICC of Greys Sloan mandated that all hospital workers attended lectures on continued education programs. But the heads of each department had to sit through an exhaustive meeting where data was shown and discussed.

Amelia knew that the ICC head treated all health care workers like they were potential threats. But she had a particular despise for surgeons, reason why whenever she hosted the meeting with the surgical department, they were to expect a lot of frowns and criticism.

“So we were able to isolate two different strand of coagulase-negative staphylococci in three of the orthopedic surgery patients who have…”

Amelia rolled her eyes, uninterested in the rest of the talk. She was just considering what she would have for lunch when, across the big table, her eyes met Owen’s.

He was looking at her with a discreet smile on his lips and Amelia instantly smiled back, identifying the loving eyes in his expression. She supposed Owen would shift his attention back to the lecturer after her response, but instead, he kept staring at her, making Amelia feel like he could see through her soul.

Containing a chuckle, she pointed to the ICC speaker with her eyes and then gently moved her head, as if telling Owen to focus his attention back on the woman.

But all her husband did was lean back on his chair and defiantly keep looking at her with his heavy gaze, maintaining a smile on the corner of his lips.

Amelia noticed the amusement in his eyes and couldn’t help feeling her heart flutter. Owen was so silly. Why did he have to look at her with that loving expression, especially in a room full of people? Her husband wasn’t saying a single word, but the message he was communicating was very clear.

It was obvious he was very happy and Amelia knew exactly why.

Taking her hand to her lower abdomen, the neurosurgeon grinned widely. Just two days before, she had informed Owen that she thought she was pregnant. On the following day, Amelia had taken a blood test to confirm it and found out her assumption had been right. She indeed was carrying another child.

It was a crazy notion to think about. They had a seven month old at home and Lucas was still very much dependent on them, Amelia especially. Just a couple of weeks before, Amelia had gone back to work and she knew her baby was really resenting the sudden change. Right now, he was upstairs in daycare and Amelia couldn’t wait for lunchtime to see him.

Some of the caretakers at day care advised parents not to go see the kids during their breaks because it made it harder on them to adapt. Amelia thought it that was complete bullshit. The more she saw Lucas, be it fifteen minutes or an hour, the better for them both. She had to work because it was her job and she loved it. But her baby would always come first and Amelia didn’t want to be one of those parents who only saw their kids briefly at night before putting them to bed.

Her gaze fell back on Owen and she realized he was still staring at her with that same expression on his face. She knew that by now, he was teasing her. But the silly look he had on added to the charming smile on his lips distracted Amelia enough that she forgot all about where she was and couldn’t help letting out a loud chuckle.

“Dr. Shepherd, is there something you want to add?”

Amelia immediately turned her head in the direction of the acid voice that had asked her the angry question.

The ICC senior attending stared at her with a demanding face and a scowl of disapproval. The neurosurgeon knew she should be embarrassed to get called out in the middle of a lecture like a high school kid, but she was so amused by Owen’s now mortified expression that she just couldn’t be bothered.

“No, not all.” Amelia replied with a shameless grin. “I was just making a mental note to stay away from the Ortho wing.” Her voice fooled her forced seriousness as she added. “Don’t wanna catch that strain of Staph.”

A general round of laughter followed and Amelia took her time to try and make eye contact again with her husband, unsuccessfully. The lecturer still seemed displeased, but she resumed her speech as soon as the general uproar died down. Judging by the way his ears had turned red, Owen was extremely embarrassed and Amelia easily guessed why. She had been the one busted but he had been the one pestering her.

It was no wonder why now he was extremely committed to paying attention to what the eldest woman had to say, apparently determined not to cause any more distractions in the meeting.

.

The clock had ticked five in the afternoon when Amelia finished her accumulated charts on that gray Monday. After a quick trip to daycare, the surgeon picked up Lucas and followed to the ER. She and Owen often drove to work together and she didn’t mind waiting a bit for him if he was busy. But it took Amelia quite a while to find her husband and when she did, he looked like something alarming was on his mind.

“Hey,” Amelia caught up with him in a meeting room. “Are you ready to go or do you need a few more minutes?” It was then Amelia noticed her husband wasn’t alone. Two women she recognized from hospital administration were with him, and so was Richard Webber. Sensing something wasn’t adding up, Amelia fired the next question before Owen could reply to her previous one. “Is everything okay?”

“Yeah, yeah.” Owen tried to sound assuring, getting up at the same time he gave her a smile and proceeded to kiss the top of Lucas’s head affectionately. “I think I’m going to be a while here, do you mind driving home with Luke today? I’ll be a little late.”

Amelia looked into his eyes, quickly catching up on the fact something was wrong but Owen couldn’t tell her about it now. The way he’d blocked her view from the other people in the room and suggestively made eye contact with her while saying she should go home were the cues Amelia needed to know that whatever her husband was up to, it sounded serious.

“I’ll see you later at home, then.” She discreetly nodded, letting him know she’d understood the non-verbal message.

“I’ll be there as soon as I can.” Owen promised, giving her a kiss on the forehead before giving his attention back to the people inside the room.

Lucas fussed in her arms, trying to reach out to his dad, but Amelia left the room before her baby could interrupt the meeting. She had no idea what they’d been discussing there, but judging by the seriousness in her husband’s face and overall thick atmosphere she’d found the men in, the news wasn’t good.

It was past eight in the evening when Owen finally made it home. He unlocked the front door to find Amelia sitting on the couch with their son in her arms, happily talking to the baby while the TV was on in the background.

“Hey guys” Owen smiled widely but the look of exhaustion was clear on his face. Amelia watched as her husband came over and gave her a kiss on the lips before turning his eyes to their boy. “Hey little man… How are you doing?”

After seeing his dad, Lucas’s happy face transformed into a big grin. Owen leaned over and kissed the side of his neck, loving to feel his adorable baby smell. It was a comfort to be welcomed like that by his family after an exhausting day at work.

“And how is this little one?” Owen sat on the couch by Amelia’s side, lazily rubbing her lower stomach.

“It’s too early for me to feel anything.” Amelia confessed, delighted by Owen’s obvious expectations. “But we’re both good. What’s up with you?” She asked, showing her concern by gently striking the hair at his nape. “You don’t look well.”

Owen took a deep breath and slowly let it out, grabbing his wife’s hand affectionately before giving it a kiss.

“I am afraid I have some bad news…” Owen’s tone of voice was too serious for Amelia’s taste. “Bailey is on an extended medical leave.”

“Why?” Amelia expressed her concern through a heavy frown. “What’s wrong with her?”

Despite not being personally close to their chief of surgery, Amelia respected and admired the woman.

“She recently found out that she has a mass on her breast. Yesterday they confirmed it is malignant. She starts treatment this week.”

“Oh.” Amelia felt deeply sorry for the woman. The neurosurgeon knew how nasty cancer could be, so she hoped for the best for Bailey. A few seconds went by before Amelia remembered the scene she’d witnessed earlier that day. “Is that why the hospital administration was talking to you today?” She furrowed her brow questioningly. “Wait, they are not allowed to disclose this type of information.”

“They didn’t.” Owen clarified. “Bailey told me herself this morning. And then she warned me they’d come after me.”

“But why?” Amelia couldn’t make any sense of the situation.

“Because Bailey is stepping down for at least a couple of months so she can focus on her treatment,” Owen explained, trying to be reasonable. “And they’ve asked me to fill in for her in the meantime.”

“You mean take care of the paperwork in her absence?” Amelia attempted, seeing the look of guilt on her husband’s face.

“No.” Owen said with serenity. “I am saying they actually want me to be chief again.”

The trauma surgeon had no idea how his wife would react to that, but he expected some sort of heated response.

Instead, silence was all he got.

“Amelia?” Owen tried to reason with her. “Aren’t you going to say anything?”

“Did you take it?” She raised an eyebrow, sounding alarmingly suspicious. “The offer? Did you take it?”

“No.” Owen carefully answered, knowing he was going into dangerous territory. “I was going to talk to you first before considering it. Why are you mad?”

“I am not mad.”

“Well, you sound mad.” Owen refuted her, trying to be as gentle as possible with his choice of words.

Lucas chose that exact moment to play with his spit and reached out to grab Owen’s face with a happy giggle.

“I am not.” Amelia replied with a tone that pointed otherwise. She wasn’t actually sure what she was feeling at that moment. “I’m just… I don’t know. Are you going to take it?” Her voice went from defensive to insecure.

Owen took a deep breath and confessed:

“I don’t know… I mean, I have to be honest and say that despite the annoying bureaucratic part, I did like being chief once.” He cleaned up Lucas’s continuous spit bubbles from the baby’s now wet face. “I guess I just always thought that part of my life was over.” The trauma surgeon explained sincerely. “And at the same time I know this is awful timing, with us just adapting to having a baby and getting ready for a second but I also feel like I should be a team player and help our friends in a time of need. And besides, it’s temporary.”

“But you’re not the only one qualified for the job.” Amelia added, trying to figure out her own feelings. She supposed she didn’t want Owen gone for any time longer. They already worked busy hours. Being chief meant adding more to his workload. Not only would she miss him at home, but there was also Lucas to think about. As if being a parent wasn’t new and scary enough, very soon they’d have a second child and Amelia was terrified of not being able to handle everything. “I mean, why can’t Webber do it? If it’s only temporary.”

“Webber is in over his head with his colorectal fistulae trial.” Owen explained, knowing his wife was aware of what he was talking about. “The board was considering Jackson but he is too naïve and inexperienced to fill in for three without any prior training. I am the only one who knows the job and can perform it with such short notice.”

Amelia let out a heavy sigh. Logically, it made sense that Owen accepted the offer.

“But what would that mean for us?” She asked, hating to feel like she was being selfish.

“That’s exactly my problem with it.” Owen explained with honesty. He already worked long hours and wanted to enjoy the free time he had in company of his family. Every minute he missed with them was a minute he was never getting back and at this point the trauma surgeon already knew too well what his priorities in life were. “I know I’ll be working more hours but I told them the condition to accept this offer is to cut back my ER hours and focus mostly on the bureaucracy.”

“But that’s the part you like the least.” Amelia pointed out. “That arrangement would mean you’d barely operate at all.”

Owen shrugged, conformed.

“It doesn’t matter.” He smiled shyly. “This is the way I won't let down the people who need me both at work and at home. It’s just for a couple of months” Owen smiled, leaning a little closer to nudge his nose to his wife’s face. “And just for your information, I’d much rather be here with you guys than anywhere else.”

Amelia pretended not to be convinced but his charming charisma eventually won her over.

“Alright, fine!” She laughed when Lucas touched the side of her face with his lips on a messy kiss, prompting Owen to do the same on the other side. “Alright, alright, I am convinced…” Her giggles echoed louder in the living room, mixing with Lucas’. “Just promise me we’ll still see you.” Amelia instinctively took her hand to her belly.

“You will always come first.” Owen affirmed with security, giving Amelia one quick kiss before focusing his attention back on their son.

Twenty minutes later, Amelia noticed as Lucas started to get cranky and decided to go put him down while Owen went for a shower. The trauma surgeon also went for a quick meal before heading back to his bedroom, but to his surprise, he found Amelia in their bed with Lucas in it.

“I thought he was tired.” He raised one eyebrow questioningly, well aware of how hard it was for Amelia to let go of their son. He couldn’t blame her, though.

“He is, but he is also hungry.” Amelia justified still having Lucas on their bed.

Owen looked at their healthy seven-month old. Lucas was a big, fairly large baby. His indecently delicious chunky ankles proved to be almost irresistible and the way his blue eyes seemed to stand out on his round face was too much for both parents to bear. Owen had always wanted to be a father, but he had no idea how delightful it really was to get home after a heavy day at work and hear the sound of his baby’s laughter, or to see him throw himself in his dad’s arms, absolutely happy for nothing other than Owen’s presence.

“He is always hungry.” Owen pointed out, getting beneath the covers next to Amelia. He watched as Lucas didn’t let go of his mother’s breast while deeply staring at her the entire time he fed. “I think he is in love with you.” The trauma surgeon pointed out with a chuckle.

“Well, I am in love with him,” Amelia replied, wrapping her arms tighter around her baby. He was the most gorgeous baby in the entire planet and she was absolutely sure of it.

It didn’t take Lucas more than a few minutes after that to fall asleep. Much to her dismay, Amelia let Owen take him to his cradler in the room opposite to them. She had just finished setting up the baby monitor when her husband returned to their bedroom, startling her by unceremoniously pulling her and lying on her top in bed.

“You smell like rash cream.” Owen laughed, on purpose sniffing her hair.

“Someone had to do the dirty work.” Amelia teased.

“No one is complaining…” He smiled, leaning over to steal a kiss. “That being said… I think we’ve made it to the most important question of the night.” He held the suspense, being cute on purpose. “What are we doing for Valentine’s day?”

Amelia was absolutely surprised by the question and realized she had completely forgotten about the date. It seemed like for the past seven months (and even prior to that), she and Owen had been mostly devoted to Lucas. So much that they had spent less and less time alone together. But since their baby was already eating solids and tolerating more hours in the absence of his mother, it was reasonably fair that they asked either Evelyn or Maggie to watch him for a couple of hours just so they could sneak out of the house for a little bit and have some time to be together.

“You want to go out to that little restaurant down the street?” Amelia asked with excitement in her eyes. She and Owen used to go there quite often and they were already familiar with the couple’s personal preferences.

“I guess it makes sense, being so close to home. We won’t waste any time in traffic or anything.” Owen agreed, already looking forward to it.

“I think I am going to order the crab cakes and…”

“You always want the crab cakes.” Owen rolled his eyes playfully, pointing out he wasn’t surprised.

“That’s because they are the most delici-”

Amelia’s sentence was interrupted when her husband stole a kiss.

“You don’t want to talk about the appetizers?” She teased him, biting her lower lip while Owen gently slid a hand on the curve of her thigh, sneakily exploring.

“Not really,” he whispered against her ear before giving Amelia a kiss that would make her forget all about the restaurant menu. “I’d much rather just skip straight to dessert.”

.

Two days later, Amelia was having a hard time keeping her eyes open. After a long day at work, her entire body ached.

“I think my head is going to explode.” She told Owen as he got dressed after showering. “Now I know how Luke was feeling earlier this week.” Just days before, Lucas had come down with a nasty cold he’d caught at daycare. Apparently, Amelia had caught it too. “I can’t believe I am sick. Today of all days.” She complained.

“You don’t look too good.” Owen stopped putting on his shirt and studied Amelia’s expression a little closer. He’d spent the entire day at the hospital catching up with his new position duties, but when he’d left home that morning, Amelia didn’t have the dark circles around her eyes like she did now.

“Why, thank you.” His wife replied sarcastically, unsuccessfully trying to tie the strap of her high heel shoe.

“I mean it.” Owen ignored her willfulness. “Are you sure you’re okay to go out?”

Amelia let out a heavy sigh. For the past months, she had barely seen her husband and even at times when they could be together, she had had a hard time letting go of Lucas because being away from him devastated her. As expected, Owen had been nothing but understanding and hadn’t once complained or demanded more attention. But deep down, she knew he’d been craving for this night when, for at least a couple of hours, they would be able to have a conversation that didn’t involve diapers or spit bubbles. For the first time in a while, Amelia felt fairly comfortable to leave her child at home with his grandmother because the plan was perfect. They would be just a few blocks away, so in case of any eventuality, she could quickly make it back home.

But right now, her head felt like it would burst at any second, her throat was dry and sore and she was having a hard time gathering enough energy to even tie a shoelace.

“I am so sorry…”

Owen’s confusion was clear on his face when he heard Amelia’s sobs.

“Amelia?” He gave up buttoning his shirt and went to sit by her side on the bed, watching with shock as a couple of tears fell from her eyes. “Babe, are you okay?”

“I don’t think I can make it tonight.” Amelia said apologetically, sustaining his look with her bright blue eyes drowning in tears. Owen didn’t have enough time to process that before she buried her face on his neck. “I am sorry…”

He chuckled and surrounded her waist with his arms, pulling her closer. During Lucas’ pregnancy, Amelia had also been emotionally messy. Owen supposed it was the hormones that got the best of her.

“Hey, don’t worry, okay?” The trauma surgeon ran his hand on her back up and down, gently trying to soothe her. “It’s not your fault.”

Her voice sounded muffled against his shirt.

“Of course it is… I know how much you were counting on this and now…” Amelia sniffed, trying to pull herself back together. “It’s my fault that we’re not going on a date.”

“Well, I never wanted to go out on a date.” Owen said convincingly. Amelia was obviously surprised, because she lifted her head and looked into his eyes with a lot of questions on her face. “I wanted to be with you.” He stated, knowing that deep down it was true. Owen had indeed been looking forward to go out with her, but it was okay that they couldn’t go that night. They could do it the following week, or whenever they wanted. All he’d strived for was being with Amelia, and if that meant being at home, so be it. “I’ll tell you what,” Owen smiled, trying to cheer up his wife. “You can’t go on the date, but the date can come to you.”

“Owen, what the…?” Amelia frowned, watching as he got up and picked up one of his coats.

“You stay here and take some aspirin.” He instructed, picking up Lucas from the floor mat and then the baby’s coat and car keys. “We are the men of the house.” Owen said with a smile, giving Lucas a kiss on the cheek before looking back at his wife with his son in his arms. “We’re on it.”

Amelia gave up the dress and the fancy shoes as she spent the next forty minutes emptying a box of Kleenex as her runny nose wouldn’t give her a break. She had just felt the relief of being pain free after the aspirin kicked in when the sound of Owen’s car caught her attention.

To her absolute delight, her husband walked into the house carrying two large bags with take out food from their favorite restaurant. Somewhere along the way, he had called his mother to let her know they weren’t going out to dinner anymore.

“The crab cakes!” Amelia celebrated, picking up the box containing them. She had to dodge Lucas’ attempt to get his hand on the food before looking up at Owen with dreamy eyes. “You remembered!”

Owen smiled, glad to see she seemed a lot happier than before.

“Is this how it’s going to be from now on?” Amelia asked playfully, trying to juggle eating her food and containing Lucas on her lap at the same time.

“I surely hope so.” Owen replied, absolutely relaxed.

He and Amelia were sitting on the floor of their living room with several boxes opened on their coffee table. Lucas repeatedly tried to make moves for the food, even though he had just been fed, entertaining both his parents with his excessive gluttony.

“Do you think the new baby will be like him?” Owen asked, ruffling Lucas’ hair and being rewarded with a wide, toothless smile.

“I hope he or she is more like me.” Amelia chided. Lucas was physically similar to Owen. Only his eyes were like hers. It was only fair the new baby had some of her traits.

“Not gonna happen.” Owen teased her. In reality, he didn’t mind one bit if their next child took after Amelia.

“We’ll see about that.” Amelia replied challengingly. “And don’t say what you’re about to say. I know exactly what you’re thinking.”

“What?” Owen asked, genuinely confused.

“You think that just because you’re the boss now you can get away with things, but it’s not happening.” Amelia gave him her best devilish smile.

“I wasn’t thinking that.”

“Well, I was.”

Owen noticed the spark in her eyes at that moment but soon enough, his son’s happy giggles distracted him and thoughts about work quickly vanished his mind.

That valentine’s date in trio wasn’t exactly what they initially had in mind, but he had enjoyed it so much that he felt happier than he’d felt all day. He wouldn’t mind repeating it year after year. Owen hadn’t expected that they would have another baby so soon but now that he knew for sure his wife was pregnant, he was completely enjoying the idea.

And as he went to bed that night, Owen slept peacefully, without the faintest idea of just how much trouble his wife would cause, turning both his personal and professional lives completely upside down.

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So Owen is the new chief and Amelia is his pestering pregnant wife. How is that going to work out? :)

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