Lifting her nightshirt first, Jinny tore the tapes, and removed the wet padding. She rolled up the diaper securely and set it aside. Gently, she took the washcloth and wiped Brie’s diaper area, setting it aside when she was done.

“Are you okay?” Jinny grabbed the clean diaper, but stopped when she heard a loud gurgling sound from Brie’s belly.

“Yeah.” Brie said softly. “I’m just tired.”

Jinny slid the diaper underneath Brie’s bottom, and pulled the front between her legs. With the tapes secure, Jinny got up and took the wet diaper to the bathroom trashcan.

Brie returned to the couch.

Fumbling in the dark behind the blue light from the TV screen, Jinny struggled to find the eject button on the VCR. With a crash and clatter, Jinny managed to knock the device backward down the sloped rear of the TV set. Muttering her frustration, she fished around until she was able to pull it back up; spinning it so that she could feel the buttons facing forward. To her relief, the display was still lit.

“No wonder you’re tired; it’s later than I thought!” Jinny exclaimed, returning the video to its case. “It’s more than half-passed eleven.”

Brie just mumbled and pulled a stray blanket across the couch.

Jinny stood next to the couch and put her hands on her hips. “Don’t be a baby; there’s nothing to be scared of.” Jinny sounded less confident than she intended.

Brie felt the irony of the statement; given her current attire. “We could share the sofa,” she offered meekly.

Jinny pulled the blanket back, and Brie shrank into the cushions. “Well let me in first, at least.”

A happy grin spread across Brie’s face, and she scooted aside. Jinny stretched out against the back of the couch, and Brie lay in front. Jinny pulled the blanket over both of them.

Brie stared into the blue, glad to have someone sleeping next to her. Being alone was the last thing she wanted. Her uneasiness was soothed as she snuggled against the warmth of Jinny’s body.

Jinny felt Brie jolt a little as she reached over her head; trying to find the remote on the arm of the couch. “It’s okay baby; I’m not going anywhere.”

Brie found that this time, she wasn’t irritated at being called ‘baby.’ In fact she was comforted by the phrase.

“It’s a good thing no one came trick-or-treating; we ate all the candy.” Jinny fumbled around, then found the remote.

Brie’s stomach grumbled in response.

Both girls giggled.

“Why won’t this thing turn off?” Jinny pressed the largest button several times.

“You gotta push ‘da knob.” Brie stuck her arm out from beneath the covers; pointing across the room.

“You’re TV is weird.” Jinny said; annoyed that she would have to get up and walk all the way across the room.

“Don’t go, I like ‘da blue.” Brie whimpered. Her stomach rumbled again.

“Fine, I didn’t wanna get up anyway.”

Brie didn’t respond.

“Are you asleep?” Jinny asked after a few minutes.

No response; the TV went black.