Daddy Merlin decided to take his baby Syrus away from the tea party for a bit to get a quick check up with Dr. Clare Giver. Little did Merlin know Syrus had plans of his own with the doctor’s special needles . . .~
Star stared at the stranger in her playpen a large smile spread across her face. finally she had company, finally she might be able to get away from Mummy and Daddy. She didn’t know how long she had been here, she had lost count of the days due to her being made to have soo many naps and nighttime feeds, her body clock had been well and truely destroyed. But she knew she must have been here months simply because she had noticed her hair was growing out, back to its natural colour.
When she had woken up here garbed in ridiculous baby outfits and molly coddled by these two giant creatures who kept calling themselves her mummy and daddy, she had tried at every possible turn, to escape. She had had a few almost successful runs, having managed to escape from the huge house and into the street but each time she had been caught and with each new capture they had opposed a stricter hold on her. At first they had taken away the solid food she had been allowed to eat, replacing it with formula, At first she had despised the stuff but when that was the only component of your diet you soon got used to the watery milk and even came to look forward to feeds, the second time she had been caught she had had a pacifier strapped into her mouth for soo many weeks that when it had finally been removed she had found that she missed it and could no longer sleep without it. the third time she was caught they had opted to put her in much thicker diapers making it impossible for her to walk let alone climb and jump. She had all but given up by then, she would play their perfect sweet little angel until a new opportunity arose, lull them into a false sense of security and then she’d be off.
That had been months ago, months of being loved and doted on and being taken to preschool to play with other babies her age. Endless diaper changes and feedings and being put down for naps, being dressed, being undressed, bathtime, playtime, naptime, changetime, looping over and over and over, but now her time had come. This new playmate could help her and together they would both escape….maybe after a little bit of playing first, he was her new playmate after all, or maybe Mummy and daddy had gotten her a brother?
Welof woke groggily and immediately realized this wasn’t his room or his bed. What had happened….more importantly why was he dressed as a toddler, he poked at the thick diaper wrapped around his waist and blushed deeply, was this some kind of joke? A female lynx crawled over to him and plonked herself down on her heavily diapered butt and started animatedly waving her mittened paws around babbling at him then she held out a toy for him. He blinked and massaged his temples. He had nooo idea what she was saying, it was all in babytalk.