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After the 'failed' mission in Lyue Childe came back to Snezhnaya, and not long after Scaramouch appeared, both upset and stressed. They were supposed to be big boys, but that's a little hard when you feel stressed. Scaramouch couldn't even stop the tears from falling, fat tears rolling down his face, leaving a wet trail behind them. His clothes and mind made him uncomfortable, how did he even get on the floor? He didn't understand, everything was shuffling together in his mind. He was regressing, very fast, and there was nothing he or the ginger could do. Peeking through his tears, he blinked and observed Childe on his left, he was only looking around. His mind wandered off as his thoughts traveled back to his clothes, he hated his pants right now, they felt wet and cold, and he hated this. He felt so scared and small, Scara just wanted his mommy to make it all better, he wanted a warm bottle and his stuffed toys.
Childe couldn't make the little one stop crying, he didn't know what to do. He couldn't get him out of this leaking pull-up and change him himself. He couldn't do anything to help him. No one was answering him, all of the other caregivers were busy with their own work, he began fighting back his own set of tears too, he was embarrassed to even speak. They were supposed to be big boys! He was supposed to be a big boy! He knew he couldn't help Scaramouch at the moment, however, he could manage to go find Capitano or another caregiver...
Heavy footsteps can be heard from the big empty halls, loud, deep, and forceful sounds made by someone as they walk. These footsteps created a thudding sound that was audible even from a distance. The sound of the heavy footsteps was echoing loudly in the narrow hallway and muffled on the carpeted floor. Overall, heavy footsteps, powerful and intimidating, and Childe knew exactly who was coming their way.
"Capitano! He just started crying, I didn't know what to d-!" Childe loudly explained, the larger man dragged Childe by the collar to the side, "What did you do." He sounded so strict, Childe didn't like it one bit. He turned his head to the side to dry his tears, "He just suddenly dropped to the ground, you know... he acts like a baby and all.." Capitano pushes past him and bends down to Scaramouch, places his big hands under each armpit and lifts him up, and holds him against his hip.
"Clean up." He huffed. Childe was very close to tears, just those two words ordering him to do a simple task made him nearly cry, and let out a tantrum. He was experiencing intense emotions and overwhelm, and may not be able to hold back his tears much longer. His expression displayed it all, he was visibly upset, with his trembling lips, a quivering chin, and tears in his blue eyes. He was trying to suppress his emotions but found it so difficult to do so. He was also in the need of support and comfort, it was so unfair.
Locking his tearful eyes on the back of the caregiver, he really wished his voice would be heard. He stomped his feet and started crying, showing both physical and verbal signs of distress. The bag and other objects he was holding onto were thrown across the room, as well as hitting himself in the head repeatedly not knowing what to do. He had tears and snot dribbling down his face and he was trying to go somewhere else, eventually his legs gave out and he fell on his bum.
There was no noise besides the loud crying from Childe and small sniffles from Scara, who by now had his thumb in his mouth and head against the caregiver's chest, the comfort he needed. Childe had both palms pressed against his face, attempting to wipe away the mess on his face. The younger jumped a bit at the sound of the heavy footsteps of someone approaching. He had his wet palms sealed over his shut eyes, but he had an idea of who it was, of course he knew it was. It was the man he looked up to, the man who treated him unfairly. He was so scared, scared he was in trouble with Mommy or Daddy for being such a baby, without being little. He was scared of punishment.
"Ajex. Get up." Capitano instructed him, but he was hesitant. He felt too scared, and perhaps a bit small too, but he struggled with his feet when he was feeling like this. He really did not want to be even more of an embarrassment in front of Capitano. "I said get up Eleventh." Capitano hissed through his mask, his voice dropping. Childe let out a small sob while removing his palms from his face, eyes looking at the ground. He was a big boy, he had to try to be a big boy. He took some deep breaths and tried, he put his hands down to steady himself as he got to his feet in front of one of many caregivers. He didn't get to prepare himself before all he heard was a sigh as his arm was pulled.
Childe showed discomfort as he was dragged to the main living room area, he lets out a whimper at the harsh grip on the arm, he knew he was supposed to bite it together and take it, that's what big boys do, they say. Around the corner, he saw Columbina sitting on one of the red chairs they own, she turned around when she heard sniffles and footsteps. "Oh, back already?" she asked as she stood up and walked towards the three. Once Capitano got Childe in the living room, the bruising hold lessened significantly, but Childe was expected to be let go or thrown on the ground, but instead, Capitano offered Scaramouch to Columbina, "Come on, let's get these nasty pants off, Scara" she told the little, and Capitano turned towards him once again.
Childe felt cornered with Capitano's big figure shadowing over his much smaller frame, without thinking Childe tried to make a run for it, but Capitano moved in his way, sending Childe falling back onto his butt. Hitting his head on the wall behind him, making him cry even more, Capitano kneeled down in front of Childe as the ginger harshly fisted his eyes once again. The Eleventh was now preparing himself for any kind of blow from the stronger caregiver. "Was that very smart?" He asked instead, keeping his voice clear, but soft, as he spoke, "Get up, so we can tal-" Childe cut him off mid-sentence "No! It's so unfair, t-that you,,, and al-all the.." he struggled to get his words out between the sobbing. "What is unfair, Ajex?" He was using the caregiver's voice, so soft-spoken, Childe was red in the face. "How he gets all the a-attention! How he gets taken ca-care o-of!! It's unfair, it's not fair..!" Fists were hammering on Captino's board chest, letting the ginger have his tantrum.
"That's because he is little, Ajex. He needs to get taken care of." Capitano explained to him. Childe only shook his head, kicking his legs weakly at Capitano to no avail. Quiet footsteps were heard coming from behind Capitano, and a young caregiver was approaching. "I changed his pull-up to a diaper, and gave him a bottle, so he has quieted down a bit for now." She glances down at Capitano and then at Childe. "Oh, what happened here?" She asked, a sigh coming from the kneeling male. "Would you prepare another bottle, while I change him?" Her face says it all, she blinked a few times, looking at Childe hesitantly before she smiled. "Sure thing!"
Capitano picks up Childe, but not without kicking and the elbows going everywhere, while he was crying. "Easy, we just need to get these big boys' clothes off and put on some comfy ones. What do you say?" Capitano lays Childe down on a mat, he stared at the older man, sniffling a bit. He felt humiliated, he was supposed to be a big boy, wearing big-boy clothes. He yanked down his pants, only stopping for a second when he saw Childe's damp underwear. He asked, "Do you have these accident's a lot?" Childe quickly shook his head...that's what he told himself at least. Eleventh looked away when Capitano took off his dirty underwear, Columbina smiled at him while walking over to the pair, showing Childe the warm bottle.
The wipes, powder, and diapers were laid out on the floor beside them all, Capitano hooked his hands under his armpits, as he did with Scaramouche, and helped Childe to move a bit up on the mat. He gasped as he was pushed into a laying position, his red undershirt was lifted just above his belly button, before pulling the cloth diaper under his butt. Childe visibly showed his discomfort as he let out a whine, he didn't need to wear pull-ups, let alone diapers! They were for babies and he was a big boy, both the caregivers could see the displeasure on his face. "Don't be like that Ajex, you wouldn't need to use them if you didn't wet your pants." Columbina teased him by tapping him on the forehead, making him flinch back.
Childe didn't even notice that his thumb where creeping up to his mouth unintentionally. Childe lifted his butt so the thick padding could be put under him, he really didn't like this. Again, he was supposed to be a big boy, that's what Mommy always said to him. It's not his fault he peed his pants, why did he need to wear a baby diaper because of only one accident...
"Hey, hey.. It's fine," Columbina said once she noticed Childe hiccuping, "Do you want a pacifier?" Her eyes shift from his eyes to his thumb. He perked up at the mention of the pacifier, as he quickly nodded his head and held out his hands, and opened his mouth, expecting Mommy to already have it on her. When she left it didn't take long until she came back with the pacifier in her hand, Childe took it in his mouth immediately. Capitano went back to changing him, taking out some wet wipes as cleaning up the gingers groin area. Childe sniffled a bit, opening his mouth only to close it again, he didn't know what he was trying to say, his voice a little hoarse from crying, "Can I have the bottle...?" It came out as a whisper, however, both caregivers heard him loud and clear. "Soon Ajex, we just need to clean you up a bit! Will you be patient for Mommy?" She smiled at him like his actual mom would, and he nodded.
Capitano powdered his bottom, massaging the powder into all the little nooks and crannies. He sucked on the pacifier to distract himself from all the rubbing, his diaper was buttoned and Capitona patted Childe on the front when he finished. He gasped and the pacifier fell out of his mouth, making him frown. Capitano let out a chuckle as Columbina bent down to pop the pacifier back between Childe's lips, and clipped it to his shirt for the time being. He hadn't had one since that time he sneaked into Capitano's room to get one of Scaramouche's extras, and it was something he surely missed having. He focused on the suckling, while the two others cleaned away his pants and shoes, putting them away.
Childe felt as if he should have fought back, but he didn't as he got picked up by Capitano and placed on his hip, just like Scaramouche was. The caregiver gave him a few encouraging bounces, much to his enjoyment. Childe giggled a bit, forgetting for the time being why he had been so upset, it all quickly came back to him when he saw the sleeping little.
He remembers how unfairly he was treated, and how much he was yelled at.