T_T_T
Moustache Girl is very reluctant to end it as her mum comes to pick her up. The three of your delay as long as possible, and your mum and hers even spend fifteen minutes having coffee and tea, but eventually it’s time for Moustache Girl to go.
“Come on, we’ve got to get your ready for dinner at your grandparents,” say Moustache Girl’s mum sympathetically.
Still in her helmet, you and Bow Kid give her a hug at the door.
“It’s no fair,” Moustache Girl complains. “You two get to spend all the time together.”
It didn’t seem fair to you. It would be cool if the three of you could play together all the time.
“Bye, girls,” says Moustache Girl’s mum as the door closes.
You and Bow Kid take a moment to relax on the couch before mum comes by.
“Now, we’ve got to tidy everything up,” she tells you, looking around the lounge.
There’s cardboard everywhere, along with bits of tape, and a few pencils, so that makes sense.
“If you two get the big bits, I can vacuum up all the little bits when you are done.”
It takes you about fifteen minutes to get everything, with mum providing a bag for all of the scraps. Soon mum is uncoiling the power cord for the vacuum cleaner.
“Now, you don’t want to leave anything outside. It looks like it might rain tomorrow and I’m sure you would hate for anything to get wrecked.”
“Oh — yeah,” you say, remembering that there were lots of things outside.
You and Bow Kid proceed out the back door. Your witches’ hat was atop a small shrub, like the shrub was wearing it, and your shield was up against a tree after you replaced it with Bow Kid’s sword, seeing as she did not need it, now she had reclaimed her magical powers.
Giggling, Bow Kid puts the witches’ hat on your head.
“That’s really good,” she tells you, an amazed smile on her face.
Blushing slightly at the compliment, you smile back. Bow Kid was a really important friend to you. So important to you, she was your best friend alongside Moustache Girl. Your squirm happily in your nappy as you watch her look around for any items. You’re wondering if both you and her being in nappies together make your best friendship with her different, when she squats down.
She is slightly red faced, and you’re sure she is messing her nappy. You’re not sure if you should go over to her and give her a hug, or if you should keep looking for things. As she stands up, she spots you looking at her. She gives you a shy smile and you smile back at her.
Slowly, she wanders over.
“Thank you for being my friend,” she says, hugging you.
All you can do is hug her back.
T_T_T
Feeling exhausted, you and Bow Kid cuddle on the couch watching TV. You are about to fall asleep when mum calls out.
“Oh — someone needs a change.”
Looking over your shoulder, mum frowns at you.
“Oh, honey. Why didn’t you get a fresh pullup on?”
You blink at her, not sure when she means. Coming over, she pats you on the bottom.
“Your nappy is soaked, sweetie. It’s gone all over your rompers.”
She pulls you to your feel and turns you around. Bow Kid yawns, before sitting upright on her messy nappy.
“It seems you’re not in the messy nappy, however.”
Mum’s knowing smile turns to Bow Kid who blushes faintly.
“Yep,” Bw Kid confirms quietly.
“How come you didn’t get into a new pullup?” mum asks you.
“I — um — forgot,” you say. “Sorry, mummy.”
You meant to, but just never got around to it. You were way too busy.
“What about you?” mum asked Bow Kid.
“Yep, I changed!”
Quietly, mum laughs.
“Well, at least I can trust one of you to know when you need a change.”