Chaperoning Trouble (Private for MingleMonster & devilsnevercry)
 

“Ugh!” Was all Sylk could muster at this point, having been left in a five point buckle seat like the smaller children she was chaperoning for. It seemed like everything was going wrong for her today...

Sylk, a college student at the age of nineteen was trying to get things in order for herself for the next few years of schooling. She’d made it in but her grades kept her from landing the juicier scholarships with her average scores so she was constantly hurting for cash as is, and needed to secure more funds for her continued education if she wanted to actually graduate and move on with her life. Having thumbed through just about everything her campus had to offer, one of the more simple scholarships was ‘educational promotion and assistance’ or in simpler terms she was to work with children and help them along with this and that. Figuring that field trips counted, Sylk decided to tag along to a nature center with a fourth grade class today to add it to her growing roster so that she could easily secure the dough.

However, today just didn’t seem to be panning out. Sylk had run behind schedule and only barely made it to the school just as they were loading busses, but after taking a cursory glance at her they’d assumed she was one of these children due to her very small size. She was the smallest in her family and none of them were very big at all - Sylk herself had been shopping in children’s clothing sections all through high school, and begrudgingly she still fit into all of those outfits perfectly.

Her attire and flustered appearance didn’t help her at all as she was ushered onto the bus, these attendants not even checking to see if she was a proper student at this school. It was only after Sylk was standing on the bus in front of several front rows of five point harness seats that she realized this class consisted of very young children... And she was one of them as far as any of these other chaperones were concerned.

...So here she sat, arms cross with a reflection of indignant pouting looking back at her in the bus window. Her cute child sized cat themed camisole top and equally adorable butterfly embroidered jeans were slightly obscured by the thick secure straps of the five point harness she was stuck in, a quick squirm reminding her of just how stuck she was...

Several attendants walked up and down the bus. A couple seemed to be voluntary like she was supposed to be. It was quite obvious at least two of them were teenagers in fact younger than Sylk one of the teen aged attendants, named Tiffany a fourteen year old girl who had signed up because of her love of babysitting, is currently handing out juice boxes and animal crackers.

Tiffany walked up to the very pouty girl. She was on the smaller side of children they brought. She seemed very upset with her arms crossed and a very big pout and Do to Sylks late arrival she sat near the back of the bus. Tiffany put on her best most award winning smile and began speeding to the dower little girl. “hey cutie here’s snack.” She cooed trying to cheer the girl up. “My names Tiffany what’s yours?” She asked looking the adorable girl over.

Near the front of the bus they were doing roll call checking names off the list. It seemed they had the correct number of children. Seems one of the students had not gone on the trip. But the adults didn’t know that. Seeing as they had the correct number and everyone checked off they had no reason to investigate any further. No reason to think sylk was anything but a normal child.

Sylk sulked in her little seat, seemingly waiting for all of this to be over with when she was approached by a young bus attendant, doing her job for her while she sat there mistaken for a student. “I don’t need a snack, I’m here on business like I said.” Sylk sneered grumpily, actually not minding the idea of having a little treat but feeling like taking it would be against the principal of her situation.

“I’ve told all of the other attendants, my name’s Sylk. I’m supposed to be helping out like you all are? I’m not supposed to be in this seat... Take a good look at my Trav, I’m not some little kid!” She grumped again, holding out an ID sized slip of plastic towards Tiffany. Everyone had a Trav from an early age nowadays since it worked as an ID, credit card, passport etc. People programmed these things with different signals both temporarily and exclusively not unlike downloading an app, so they also worked as other things like car keys, house keys and commuter passes to help people get down to having only two necessary items on their person - a phone and a Trav.... And foolishly Sylk didn’t have her phone with her.

The pouty nineteen year old looked like she was spinning a yarn, holding out her cutesy printed Trav with what could easily be mistaken as a child in it’s ID window. “Come on Tiffany, help me out?” She asked, wiggling again in her strapped seat after the bus went over a bump, the bounciness of the vehicle more prevalent here in the back.

Tiffany cooed and crouched doen. She handed the girl her snack and held up the tray “Aww it’s so cute you decorated it like this. You're a very artistic girl huh” she said patting her head “ she put the tray back in her pocket. “And very imaginative” she said fondly “now enjoy your snack” she cooed

She smiled at the adorable girl before going back to sit with the other attendants. The bus wheeled its way down the street towards the high tech building. It was one of the latest facility’s from Disney. A fully automated nursery. And while the kids on the bus were too old to be cared for by the machine it didn’t matter the thing wasn’t operational yet. Atleast not in the section they had access too.

The bus parked in front of the building and one of the teachers stood up and spoke. “If any of you need to use the bathroom before the tour raise your hand” she called out. Various children did raise their hands unsurprisingly.

Sylk was pushed a box of juice and a small baggie of cracker cookies anyways, which she sighed and set them down next to her on the lonely seat in the back. She was hoping that Tiffany would figure it out as she stared at her Trav, but all she got back was artistic praise which made her heart sink. “Hey! I mean, I am, but this was made! I didn’t...” She whines as she had the Trav pocketed for her, as if she couldn’t do it herself. Sylk could mark Tiffany off the list of ‘people who will potentially listen to her’... Which currently included every one of the attendants.

Honestly Sylk didn’t even know where this bus was headed, since it was being kept a surprise from these children and by extension herself. She wanted to go on that nature center trip but with a group like this she figured it’d be a far less purposeful affair... These kids are barely old enough to be students after all.

While Sylk brooded and fidgeted in her seat, she fully missed the question and instead ended up covering her ears at the cacophonous uproar of voices agreeing to needing the bathroom. “Ugh, they’re so loud..” She whined, having missed a chance to sneak away from these chaperones and maybe get some better proof than her Trav of her proper status amongst them. Then again, they’d likely have just held her hand the whole time and stuck to her like glue with how fussy and uncooperative she’d been this whole trip...

Tiffany went to the back to unbuckle the grumpy little girl. She unlocked the harness and took her hand and led her off the bus. “Alright you ready to see the new building?” She asked the little girl. “Maybe your little sister or brother might end up here?” She said brightly the doors opened automatically and a young woman in a suit walked out. She had a name tag denoting her name.

The older woman Jackie sighed “alright everyone group up the tour will begin shortly.” She told the group. As they entered there was an immediate chrome feeling to the whole building. Everything was either shiny or metallic. Several conveyor belts were around the room. And a couple different doors with signs reading do not enter.

And the main area at the back was a huge indoor playground. The one fully operational part of the building and the reason the young class was here to begin with. There were slides ladders trampolines Toys and stuffed animals.

“This is where you are going to spend most of the day.” She said with a sigh.

Sylk looked up at Tiffany as she came back towards her, feeling like she was one of the last ones to be freed from her five point prison. With a wave of her Trav over the lock on the harness and a shallow beep the mechanisms opened up for Tiffany and freed the too-old-for-this Sylk, although there was a bit of gratitude in her for finally being shuffled out of the seat. She didn’t have to pick her up and put her on her feet though, she could walk just fine... All of the chaperone’s Travs has been temporarily encoded with these sorts of school issued features. All of them but Sylks that is...

“Thanks for letting me out... The building..?” Sylk said with wonder as she was taken by the hand like a child and walked off the bus by the rather warm yet misguided Tiffany. The building in question towering over the girl wasn’t what she expected, blinking a few times as she emerged from the bus but not having enough time to drink it in as she was moved forward in the gentle grip of Tiffany’s hand. “I mean, maybe...” Was all Sylk could say in response to Tiffany’s question, only partly understanding what she meant by that... Either way she knew this place wasn’t for adults in the slightest which wasn’t helping her mood, but struggling against Tiffany at this moment would just make them keep a closer eye on her.

The metal interior of the building was somewhat alien compared to the colorful and inviting outside area. Perhaps they just haven’t decorated properly yet? There were some flares of whimsy amidst the chrome but for the most part this room almost felt clinical though a warm feeling in the air helped to separate it from a factory floor or a doctor’s office in Sylk’s mind. Staying quiet for now, the visibly grumpy girl followed along with the exasperated tour woman and the group as she was lead through this room and into another - Where suddenly everything made sense.

“Oh come on, this is a field trip to a play park?” She muttered in frustration under her breath. Was she expected to play around with these little kids? Although not sounding entirely awful to her... In fact even a little fun... She just couldn’t! She’d be stooping so low! Lower than when she ate that snack on the bus, and rather enjoyed it too...

“Uh, Tiffany? Do I have to do this?” Sylk asked her immediate chaperone who still had her hand, the volume of the children luckily being cast into the large playroom before everyone was released, allowing for Sylk’s small voice to be heard, even if it wasn’t going to be listened too...

“What’s the matter are you shy?” She asked the little girl with worry. She took the tiny girl in a small hug. “Don’t worry it looks like a lot of fun” she reassured the girl. “I’ll be right over their you enjoy yourself sweetie” she said pushing the girl gently towards the play park. Her and the other chaperones sat off too the side watching the kids.

In a large comfy looking chair near the corner of the play park the tour guide was taking a nap. She had not slept last night and dealing with a bunch of brats wasn’t really a priority for her. She snores quietly as her trav with the access codes for most of the building hung out of her pocket. She slept soundly.

The chaperones has gotten some drinks and sat around for an easy job waiting for the children to tired themselves out.

Blushing at the full bodied hug, Sylk felt livid as she was gently pushed towards the playroom proper before Tiffany stepped away to go with the other chaperones. ‘Ugh, this is the comfiest, easiest tag along job huh?’ Sylk thought to herself grumpily as she dodged around some kid already running amuck with his arms out like a make believe airplane.

With a slow meander, the far below average sized girl glanced around at the colorful room, spying kids playing in a massive ball pit, screaming and having a good time with the toys and stuffed animals and even considering having a go at the multi-slide tubes that seemed to weave around each other before flushing out into a row of exits all lined up next to each other on the ground, plush carpet awaiting any happy child that went down their colorful tube of choice.

The tour lady shifted Sylk’s attention though, noting how dead to the world she was as she somehow had fallen asleep amongst the childish chaos of the playroom. Sylk walked up to her to give her a piece of her mind - Figuring that she wasn’t getting paid to sleep on the job, but then softening her expression into a quizzical one as she noticed the zip chord lanyard attached to her pocket with her Trav loosely hanging off of it. “Easiest job ever, huh?” Sylk chided the sleeping woman as she stared at her Trav, wondering if there was potentially more to see than this trip to the playroom had to offer...

Making sure the coast was clear, Sylk bore a mischievous grin as she flexed her fingers and proceeded to deftly remove Jackie’s Trav, finding it easy to separate it from the lanyard without any trouble. “I’ll give this back lady, I just need to distance myself from these crazy children.” She spoke softly, pocketing the Trav right next to her own. Glancing around again, she figured she’d need to wait until the right moment to try and slip away and give this thing some use.

Luckily for her, such a moment wasn’t that far off. Minutes later one of the kids got knocked over somehow, and although they weren’t really hurt at all the shock of falling over so suddenly made them begin to blubber and pout, which was sure to grab some attention. Having waited near the doorway out of this room, Sylk set down the stuffed tiger toy she’d been pretending to bounce around and cautiously made her move...

The chaperones went to check on the child. Amidst the chaos it was easy for the tiny girl to skip out of the room. The door opened with a quote slide allowing the girl access.

The next room had a strong smell of baby powder. The last room had a relatively small number of conveyor belts compared to this one. There were hanging limbs above various parts of the belt. The hands had soft looking gloves over the strong metal hands. There was a mechanical whir within the building as a large red screen popped out of the girl scanning the girl.

The lights came on as two hands descended and lifted the girl up by her armpits. Another machine came down scanning her. “Inappropriate attire” it said in a menacing robotic voice. It decsended setting the girl onto the conveyor belt. It had large rails on the side to keep baby’s and toddlers in. And with the ever moving belt it would be nigh impossible for the girl to climb out.

The girl came to an alarming halt as hands descended down. Ready to complete their first task. It grabbed the girl’s shirt roughly as it tipped it from her body followed by her pants. The machines needed further calibration...