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Having nightmares isn't fun, it won't ever be for anybody and Nooby knows that, but why does it have to happen to them so often? They hate nightmares, feeling constricted in their mind and only able to watch as their body moves on its own and actions take place in which they cannot control
Maybe it isn't as bad as Nooby is making it seem and they just need to calm down. Sitting up in their bed, the blanket folding down their torso, Nooby takes a deep breath in, holds it, and lets it out. Repeating the process until they feel calm enough to stop
Looking around the dim room Nooby recognized it as their own, a few stuffies and art supplies laid out over the floor, Teddy laying on their bed aside their pillow, which has a circle of drool on it. "Yucky.." Nooby mumbles to themself, deciding to just leave it to dry
Shivering once their toes touch the floor, Nooby doesn't hold back a wet whimper, everything feels like so much and it hasn't even been an hour into the day yet, what's going on? They don't even fully remember the nightmare they had so they shouldn't be feeling this off
It's hard to stand up, but they do anyways since Guest would worry if he found them laying in bed halfway into the day, so Nooby can't let that happen
Not bothering to fix the blanket once up off the bed, Nooby stumbles over to their kitchen and opens up a cupboard, maybe what they needed was something to fill their stomach and soothe their heavy body. Browsing through the contents, Nooby realizes they don't have much
That's a shame.. a really, really big shame. Why can't anything be going right, Nooby has a bad dream and the universe decides to make it worse? It's not fair! Tears whirl up in the edges of Nooby's blue eyes as their lip trembles
"W-wahh..! I hate this!!" Nooby rubs their eyes and sits down on the floor, their emotions wild and overwhelming as tears flow down their flushed cheeks. The world around them starts to get blurry and they're dizzy, they can't keep their balance and move from sitting to laying down on the floor in a fetal position
The floor is dirty, some dust gets into Nooby's nose causing them to sneeze and kick their legs in frustration. The consequences of their own actions, its their fault this is happening, everything's all because of them and their messed up head
They can feel some boogers dripping down along with the tears, mixing up into a small puddle under Nooby's head. They're disgusting, aren't they? But.. their lovers, well, love them.. and their lovers are always right, aren't they? But Nooby is bad and stupid.. "Bad Nooby.!" They say out loud
Then a knock on the door sounds out, and Nooby just curls up into a tighter ball, pressing their hands over their ears. The knocking continues, until there's silence
Nooby keeps their hands right where they are, the world around them is too loud and fuzzy, everything's fuzzy. Then, a hand, touching Nooby's shoulder. What? That cant be, Nooby sniffles and turns their head slightly to look at who could possibly be in their house when the door was locked
"Oh you poor thing, Bacon can you look under Nooby's bed? I think that's where Guest said the age regression box of stuff was" Acorn says, looking away for a moment to talk to someone else whos in Nooby's house, then looking right back at them
Oh, so that's what's going on, Nooby is age regressing.. They whine, looking up at Acorn with sparkling eyes filled with tears, and Acorn scoops Nooby up into her lap. "It's ok, its gonna be ok. Me and Bacon are here for you" Acorn attempts comforting, and it does help
Taking their hands away from their ears, Nooby wraps their arms around Acorn's shoulders, not noticing their tears getting Acorns clothes wet, though she doesnt mind in the slightest as that isn't her current concern
Bacon soon comes into sight, Nooby's box of age regression thingies in hand as he gets down on his knees besides Acorn and Nooby, setting the box down. Acorn reaches a hand inside, pulling out a binkie. "Bacon, would you wash this real quick?" Acorn asks, and Bacon responds "Yeah of course"
Nooby can hear the tap starting to flow water out behind them, though they don't feel like moving from their position in Acorns lap, its comfortable and she's rubbing circles on their back. Nooby runs their hand over their right eye, now being able to properly see without tears blurring their vision
Their window is open, maybe that's why it's so cold, and how their two lovers got in. Nooby wishes they weren't such a bother, having to make them crawl through their window only to be met with this wreck of a robloxian
Acorns hand cups Nooby's cheek and their face is turned to meet her gaze, then the binkie is pressed against Nooby's lips. Without hesitation Nooby takes it and starts sucking on it, their jaw hurts from having their head laid against the hard floor just a moment before and the object now in their mouth helps
"Do you think that Guest is awake? He's helped Nooby when they're liked this before" Bacon asks as he sits down, and Acorn replies "well it's best to contact him so when he wakes up he sees it, if he isn't awake. I wouldn't wanna do something that's not right when taking care of Nooby"
Bacon nods, getting his phone out and starting to presumably text Guest. Nooby, at the mention of Guest, wants to see where he is and starts looking around. "Oh Nooby, Guest isn't here yet sweetheart" Acorn says as she moves them a bit on her lap
They frown and whine, but don't complain any longer when theres a frantic knock at the front door. Nooby starts reaching out to the door and Bacon gets up, opening it and revealing Guest who's looking worried out of his mind
"Mm!!" Nooby makes a sound as they do grabby hands for Guest, who runs over and gets on the floor beside Acorn. Nooby immediately crawls to Guest, now in his lap and hugging him tight as Guest hugs him back. "Thank goodness your here, I think Nooby was about to have a tantrum" Bacon says while closing the front door
Guest shakes his head with a smile, and looks down at the box then gives a thumbs up. Acorn seems to understand ehat he means and translates for Bacon "your saying we've done a good job? Well thanks but probably not" and Guest just sighs but doesn't push any further
Looking down at Nooby, they seem to be getting sleepy, but Guest figures there's a reason why Nooby is here in the kitchen. Guest gestures for Bacon to come over, then points to the kitchen cabinets
Bacon walks on over after having shut the window after shivering a bit too much, opening up the cabinet and gasping "no way, there's barley any food or ingredients! I can't stand for this"
Kneeling down next to Nooby, he whispers to them "I'm gonna make you the best snack ever, just you wait" and pressed a kiss to Nooby's forehead, who lets out a content sigh
Acorn smiles, seeing Bacon start to take random things out of the cabinets and begin his magic of making a snack. She turns her attention back to Guest and Nooby "you think they'd wanna get off the floor?"
Guest nods, standing up and cradling Nooby carefully, holding them gently but firm against his chest and walking over to the couch that's situated near the wall, sitting down on it as Acorn brings the box over, so Bacon won't trip on it while working in the kitchen
"I know that me and Bacon might be a bit much for Nooby, but I'd like to help them more when they regress. You think the next time they do, you could give us a call?" Guest nods to that, of course he will, anything for the ones he loves most. Acorn chuckles and mumbles a thanks, sort of embarrassed about it
Guest truly doesn't think Nooby would mind, in fact he thinks they'd love having more caregivers, that means getting more hugs and kisses, and being spoiled. But that's what Nooby deserves, to be spoiled with all the love and care in the world
They look adorable sleeping on Guests lap, he'll hate to have to wake them up so they can eat but breakfast is important, at least that's what he assumes Bacon is making
For now though, the three relax on the couch, just sitting in silence as to not wake Nooby and give them time to rest while Bacon makes food using the little ingredients of Nooby's kitchen supplies
It's quiet, just like Nooby wanted. And what Nooby wants, they shall get