“I didn’t mean for you to stop looking around, not many people get to see the hidden part of Disney.” Danielle said with small frown. Harry merely shrugged his shoulders; Danielle stared at him for a few moments before returning her attention to the road. The rest of trip took place in silence.
Luckily we reached our destination fairly quickly afterwards. Pulling up behind a pink colored house Danielle hopped out of the golf cart and swiped her ID card on the door, making it pop open with a mechanical click.
“Come inside, we’ll clean you up here?” Danielle said to me cheerily.
“And where is here?” I asked.
“This is the Baby Care center.” Danielle replied. I froze about midway to her and gave her a questioning look.
“I know you’re not a baby, but this is the place we keep a change of clothes and supplies for lost children.” Danielle said pointedly. Seeing no other choice other than go to the care center, I meekly followed her into the building. We walked through several hallways of mothers taking care of their children; some were in the same boat as I was, wet pants clinging to their legs. Danielle led me to a small room and ushered me inside.
“Okay, wait here for a second. I’m going to grab some stuff for you to change into, does that sound good kiddo?” She asked. I nodded my head in reply as I looked around the small room. I heard the door close behind me and I calmly climbed up on a changing table and waited for Danielle’s return. I tried to come up with several ideas on how to get back to the haunted house and ride up the elevator. I guessed that running away wouldn’t work; the whole park would look for me.
I filed away my thoughts as Danielle came back into the room carrying a few things in a box.
“Alright, so I got you a new pair of pants, will this work?” She said, holding up a simple pair of blue jeans. I nodded in reply, deciding to keep quiet for now and see how the situation plays out. Danielle folded up the jeans and put them next to me on the changing table.
“Now Harry, I’m going to ask you a question, and I want you to tell me the truth okay?” Danielle said, looking me straight in the eyes. I nodded at her and decide to play the cute factor up a bit and give her a smile. Danielle sat down next to me and began to take off my shoes.
“Do you need diapers?” She asked. My thoughts had their feet’s pulled out from under them at the sudden topic change. I was expecting something about child services or reporting me to the authorities, not my underwear status. My mouth bobbed up and down for a few moments as I tried to articulate an answer. Danielle, most likely thinking I was uncomfortable, put her arm around me and embraced me gently.
“It’s okay, you can tell me.” She said softly. I opened my mouth to reply but felt a warming sensation around my legs. I looked down to see a fresh wave of wetness running through the fabric of my jeans. Danielle must have felt it too, because she jumped right off the table a few seconds afterwards. She checked her jeans and a small spot of darkness could be seen on her side.