Damian's diaper dilemma (Private )

[Damian Wayne Al Ghul]

Damian Wayne, son to the most powerful Billionaire in Gotham and Robin to the caped crusader was having problems. The boy had been wetting the bed for weeks now, luckily he has up until now managed to avoid having his father or Pennyworth find out. This morning was just like the rest; After another night of nightmare fueled dreams the ten year old would usually wake up early the next morning to the smell of urine, on some very rare and humiliating occasions the smell of feces as well.

Damian had purposely been doing his own laundry as to keep anyone from finding out about his night-time accidents and so far it seemed to be working, so he thought anyway. The nightmares that caused these wet and occasional messy mornings always centered around one central event: his death. The scene playing on an endless loop in his mind whenever he tried to sleep, at certain points in his nightmare nights the boy would wake up scared and a bit teary eyed, a rare thing indeed for the usually serious demon spawn.

This morning was absolutely no different, upon waking up he smelled the all too familiar scent of urine, he had come to know that smell very well. An angry huff escaped the child's lips as he slowly left his bed, his pajama pants soaked in urine he slowly waddled to the closet in his room first choosing another pair of pajama pants then going to his drawers to pick out a new set of underwear. The pair of underwear he was ultimately stuck with was his last pair of clean underwear one with Sesame Street characters strewn on it, a mock gift he had received from his older brother Jason Todd not too long ago.

It pained the little Wayne to be so short and thin for his age, so much so that the after undressing himself from the waist down he blushed in light embarrassment. He slipped the toddler looking underwear up his legs, the underwear setting in place with a snap of the elastic. The boy openly cursed Todd and his stupid gift before slipping on his new pair of pajama pants, all that said and done the young Wayne made quick work of gathering up his soiled sheets and pajamas.

Damian, try as he might couldn't help but hold his head down in shame as he slowly made his way from his bedroom hoping to avoid any type of interaction with anyone, especially while holding his urine stained sheets and pajamas. The thought of being seen and ridiculed dominating his mind so much that he paid absolutely no attention to the fact that his pajama pants had slipped down a bit allowing his newfound underwear with infantile designs to peek out and be partially visible.

{{ I thought perhaps the entire thing could start with Bruce encountering Damian on his way to washing his sheets. }}

[JeremyWolf0427962967]

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Bruce was getting up from a rough night but knew it is behind him and no crime in day but is always prepared and get up from his bed and grabbed his robe and put it on and walk out of his room and turn right for breakfast and saw damian with bed sheet. "Morning Damian" Bruce said but wondered for why he had sheet of laundry for why he was wearing Sesame Street underwear. He knew he wouldn't wear that unless something is wrong.

[Damian Wayne Al Ghul]

So far so good, he had seen no one yet and thus didn't have to deal with possible questions regarding his sheets. The fact that he was wearing rather infantile undergarments didn't help him much either, in fact it made things far more embarrassing.

The young crime fighter walked smoothly from his bedroom, until he walked right beside his father that is. "Morning,father." The child mumbled passing by his father by means of walking a bit faster. When nothing was said about his sheets or his underwear the little Robin assumed he was in the clear and that his father hadn't noticed when in fact he had taken notice. The ten year old continued to make his way to the laundry room, a worried look plastered on his face.

The time from the hall to the laundry room lasted all of a few minutes, as did him simply tossing all his wet things into the washer. Adding in the necessary detergents took a few seconds at best, within minutes Damian was already on his way back down the hall following the same path as his father to get into the kitchen.

Now in the kitchen and breakfast already set for him by Alfred, the boy sat and rather silently began to eat having yet to notice his underwear was showing from behind. Damian gobbled down the food like one would expect a messy toddler to do, within a few seconds he was done,a proud little smile on his face. The ten year olds mouth area covered in food, which he seemed to have no problem with.

[JeremyWolf0427962967]

Wayne did suspected this and though he would fallow him to the laundry room without him knowing and when he put his sheet in the wash he knew for what it meant and back away and went to have breakfast and when he saw Damian and was always finished before the other and get up and noticed his face was covered in food and grab a napkin. "Must you always be a messy eater."

[Damian Wayne Al Ghul]

"I am not a messy eater!" The ten year huffed, he was about to stand when he noticed his father grab a napkin from the table. Noticing this the young boy sat back down and sat up straight staring up at his father, he was fully expecting his father to wipe the food from his mouth.

Damian was usually adamant that he get no childish treatment, however he really saw no harm in simply letting his father wipe his face for him.

[JeremyWolf0427962967]

He wipes his son face and got his face all clean. "So I thought we would talk and don't deny it because I already know about the wet sheets." He said giving that serious look he gives him.

[Damian Wayne Al Ghul]

Damian gave his father a smug little smile as his mouth was wiped, he saw this less as a little kid thing and more as a king being serviced. The smug look on his face didn't last long however, only because his father brought up his dreaded sheets of his.

"W-What sheets, father? Are you sure they're mine?"

Instead of coming right out with it, Damian decided to try denying that he even knew what his father was talking about. Damian knew he couldn't last being interrogated by his father, especially if his father already seemed to know about his sheets.

"..... Those weren't my sheets. I simply thought washing a few old sheets would help ease the load on Pennyworth... "
Damian was of course lying through his teeth, gazing away from his father the boy sat up from the chair he was sitting in. "Unless you have any more to say I have something else to attend to." He didn't dare mention anything else of his wet pants and now he was trying to get out of the situation.

[JeremyWolf0427962967]

Damian I know you are lieing to be because when you lie you don't even look at me" "and I also know that you wet those sheets because I asked Alfred and he said that he wasn't the one changing your sheets and so I got my answer for when I saw you with wet sheets" he got up and blocks his exit.

[Damian Wayne Al Ghul]

"What does it matter if it was me?" Damian asked with an angry growl, not being able to leave meant the only other thing he could do was sit back down, which of course he did. Damian might have sat back down but he was still avoiding eye contact with his father, he was ashamed of himself.

"They /may/ have belonged to me, nonetheless it doesn't matter because I'm already taking care of it."

[JeremyWolf0427962967]

That maybe true but I want to know for how long this is been going on." Bruce said as he sit back down and hope he will still cooperate.