Dark Terrors and Desperation in Diapers (private)

[Rye]

Luke headed upstairs with her , nodding at her in response. "it's okay , we just got a little scared is all." he said "least yo get to stay in undies. Then again I probably needed these. Just wish they weren't as babyish. Good thing she had some though , not like it's a common thing to have around the house" he said as they went into their room. He took the bar and went to hug her "it's okay" he hushed quietly "just say sorry and forget about it. You were just scared is all, just like me. Only I ended up going in my pants" he said with a light blush. He let go as he moved away "I'll come ,we both seem pretty spooked and don;t seem like ourselves" he said following her "don't worry , I won't look"

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"I don't mind if you look," Hayley smiled slightly for the first time. "You are my little brother, after all."

She led him after her by the hand, and shut the door, feeling a little better thanks to his reassuring words. What was more, it sounded almost like he was quite pleased to have ended up in his own situation. 'Good thing she'd had some,' he'd said. Well, Hayley guessed it must have solved a few anxieties for Luke, after all. No need to worry about wetting his bed now, nor about waking up in need of the toilet during the night. Looking at how well done up he was, it was clear that their Grandma must expect the diaper to have ended up being used by the time the following morning had rolled around. Hayley was almost a little envious of the simplicity and security it offered, if not the indignity. Not that she exactly had much dignity left to worry about, by now.

Carefully, she began to undress, leaving her clothes in one corner of the room. As soon as she was naked, she turned on the shower and waited for it to bang and shudder and cough, before finally producing a decent steady stream of lukewarm water. It was good enough, and she stood underneath it and tried to wash the shame away, rubbing her body thoroughly with the available bar of soap. She hadn't managed to pee outside, so she did that now, too; realising now how come Luke hadn't had to go for so long after his own shower, but still hoping he wouldn't notice the additional guilty little stream falling from between her own legs as the water flowed over her.

At last, she was clean and done and finished, and feeling better again still, as if she had somehow been able to cleanse herself of shame, somewhat. She towelled herself dry, then shucked into her nightdress, giving her hair a rub, but leaving it to hang damp around her shoulders.

"Come on then Chuckie," she extended her hand back to Luke, leaving her other clothes in the corner as she often did at home. "Let's go down and see."

She wasn't ashamed to go back down in her nightdress, at least. After all, her Grandmother had told her to change that way, and at least she was free of her socks, which she almost never wore at home. Every other part of her was still appropriately covered, (even if her bottom was bare under the nighty) so what was there to worry about? Anyway, the time was long past to worry about decorum, by this point.

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"Still , not going to look" he said following her. He turned away while she undressed and held onto his teddy "what should we do tomorrow? Apart from going back to the lake bit up the top....Maybe we should play hide and seek, that would be fun" he suggested as he heard the water come on. He could tell it wasn't warm , then again he had gotten a warm hot shower earlier, maybe it was luck of the draw.

"Chuckie?" he replied taking her hand. He crinkled a little even though he was in cloth , mostly it just separated his legs a little and gave him a babyish waddle. Although he would have preferred disposables , they were thinner and would at least be plain white. But he was hardly going to ask for those. He was a little worried about these, they felt so soft and warm on him he was a little worried he might be so comfortable he would sleep though the need to get up, not that any would tell the difference between him wetting the bed out of fear and out of laziness but he did and that was enough to annoy him a little. He blamed the powder , he never normally got it and it was easy to blame something else , so did.

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"Definitely the lake!" Hayley had replied without looking back, as the waters still ran over her. Despite everything, she still hadn't let go of that one aspiration. Never mind the simple pleasures of being able to paddle and swim, she wanted, too, to cross to that waterfall, and cove and mound, which promised further secrets and delights. Perhaps terrors, too, though surely nothing that beautiful could be anything except perfect, especially in the healing light of day. "But, yeah..." she realised, abruptly. "You never did get your hide and seek, did you? We'll definitely do that." First, so that Luke didn't feel she was ignoring his own desires.

Back to the present, Hayley padded her way carefully down the stairs, picking her way one foot at a time.

"Just a nickname," Hayley shrugged, "don't know what made me think of it."

Her confidence was slowly returning, though was soon sapped again by the thought she'd have to face her Grandmother once again, now. Still, the bottom of the stairs was only just ahead, the smoothed and polished wood of the ground floor a warm touch beneath her feet. She picked her way cautiously forward, clutching Luke's hand for reassurance, her throat tightening once again, and suddenly feeling rather shy and vulnerable in this new nightwear outfit, which had had no such affect upon her upstairs.

[Rye]

"Good, we can do it tomorrow then , should be fine when it's light and we can see everything." he said as he went back to he couch in the living room and sat himself down, bringing his legs up and crossing them.

Grandma came over to them both and handed the both a bowl with the cake and icecream. She sat beside Luke , getting his bib back on before gently feeding him his desert. She didn't seem changed or even to care about what Hayley had done outside , probably for the best for both of them and spare the girl the embarrassment.

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Cautiously, Hayley sat, holding the bowl uncomfortably, and not entirely sure she wanted to eat. There was a strong apparent expectation, though, and she didn't want to create a performance by pointedly not eating, so eventually she had to put the spoon to her lips. When she did, the cake was pretty good: rich and flavoursome, and complemented well by the strong smooth icecream.

At least there wasn't the slightest hint of accusation or disapproval from her grandmother. Perhaps the thing to do, and what her Grandmother intended, was to go on entirely as if nothing had happened, and indeed, pretend that it had not. For that reason, Hayley chose not to say another word about it, but instead returned to her earlier game of attempting to make polite conversation.

"Do you make your own ice cream, here?" she asked demurely, dipping into the bowl, and reminded somehow of a time they'd attempted to do the same with their own mother. Certainly it didn't taste manufactured, like vegetable fat, ice crystals and flavourings, but more strongly dairy; fresh and creamy, and somehow reminiscent of a cow's teat. "And the cake, too... this seems very special..." she attempted to flatter the old lady, shyly.

Outside, the wind and darkness seemed to be closing in on the windows once again, though here in the light felt very warm, sheltered and safe, especially with their Grandmother's close mothering towards Luke. She hoped he wasn't feeling overwhelmed, though knowing him, he was probably appreciating it. She scuffed a foot along the floor, and fought down an irrational feeling that she was somehow being left out here. Not that she actually wanted to be in Luke's position, in the slightest, she told herself...

[Rye]

"Hm , oh no , hard to keep ice cold here , but the cake was made here , I try and make it with what's in season here" she replied as Luke opened his mouth for her and chewed. Grandma didn't really mind , but she had concerns, she had pinned little Luke into diapers the second he had wet pants. He would be staying in them now she knew he had some rather common fears that could make him soak himself, so it looked like he was going to be in them every night , wither he thought he was going to wet the bed that night or not. As for Hayley , she hadn't ended up in soiled pants , but the near miss was enough , if she couldn't even make it to the outhouse it might be a good idea to get her padded too, it would make it fair too. "You two can stay up and listen to the radio , might hear something you like , they do stories and such at this time along with other news and things you might want to see." she suggested finishing up with Luke and leaving him to cuddle his toy. He seemed pretty calm if not looking like he had regressed back to when he was five. But that just made it easier for her , she knew how to look after little kids. A warm bottle and pacifier to sleep with would do him well.

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"Thankyou..." Hayley murmured, setting her bowl aside, having eaten all of the cake she could stomach, "but..." she affected a subtle stretch and a yawn, eager to escape now after her awkward attempt at conversation, "...I'm really tired, and it looks like Luke is, too... Maybe we best have an early night." The radio didn't have much appeal to her, especially not sat up like this in her nighty. She'd rather have privacy; at least, as long as she could have Luke with her to help banish the irrational fears of the night. Would their grandmother be content to let them go, though? Something about the look in the woman's eye hinted to Hayley that things hadn't quite moved on from recent events quite as much as she might have hoped.

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Grandma nodded "okay then , you two sleep tight" she said , helping Luke up and taking him to the kitchen. She had a washed pacifier for him and a warm bottle of milk to help his sleep through his rough night. He took them in hand , refusing to put the pacifier in right now on principle that he wasn't a baby no matter if he was tightly padded or not.

The boy came back through , a bright blush on his face and the new sleeping objects in his hands along with his stuffed toy "c-can we go to bed now" he said , visibly embarrassed and just wanting to go to bed now , all this from a single fear and wet pants. But he would be very grateful in bed when he could drink his milk and easily sleep like a baby and rest well.

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Hayley nodded hurriedly, sizing up Luke's situation and his obvious embarrassment. This was getting pretty weird, and it was clear he was no longer entirely comfortable with the odd situation.

"Yes, please..." she urged, taking him gently by the arm, and wondering exactly what their grandmother was thinking. It was clearly well intentioned, but still... Though Hayley hardly felt in a position to comment. She just wanted to escape to bed as swiftly as possible. Hopefully sleep would make all this better, and clear her head so that she was a little better able to comprehend everything that was going on. Of course, that was assuming she could make it through the night without needing the bathroom again herself.

Outside, something seemed to be making the window-panes hum with an odd, throbbing rhythm, the darkness impenetrable.

Hayley was definitely intending to sleep with the lights on.