Person who helped make this possible: NottaPossum
Warning: Repressing, swearing, and more
I hate feeling little and today I was feeling just that. Little. It's been a few days since I got struck by Adam. I wanted to repress but would that be best? Maybe...
As I was lost in thought I saw Husk standing by the door. "Food." Husk said. I shook my head. "Ugh, Al, please come down for food. I promise you'll like it." Husk said.
"Fuck off." I said. Husk frowned. He sat down next to me. "What's going on Bebe?" Husk asked. I stayed silent. "Want to talk to Angel?" I stayed silent. "Al, please talk to me. You're actually starting to scare me." Husk said.
"Shh, I'm trying not to be little." I said. "Oh, Bebe," Husk said pulling Alastor into a hug. "Don't repress. It'll make things worse."
"But-" I started. "Mm, no." Husk said. "I-" I began again. "Nope." Husk said. I groaned in frustration. I felt myself starting to slip into little space but I was too pissed off to care.
"Husker!" I yelled. Husk sighed. "BeBe, even Rosie told you not to repress. Why don't you tell Uncle Husker what's wrong?" He whispered. "Adam hit me with his uhm.." I said trying to think of words. "Magical music singy."
"And I got a cut and when I twied to tell someone no one listened..." I said. "Is it still bleeding?" Husk asked, now concerned. "I don't sink so." I said with a lisp that I usually have when I slip into little space. "Can I check, where is it?" Husk asked. "My chest, and yea I guess so, you can check." I mumbled.
After Husky wrapped me up Husk turned on his phone and played a Teletubbies episode and put his phone on the top of the drawer so I could here it. I looked at him, and Husk tried to find out what was wrong. "Hungwy." I said. "Wanna go downstairs?" he asked. "No. But I don't wanna be awone." I whispered. "Want Angel to watch you?" Husk asked. I nodded.
Husk went on his phone and texted Angel and Angel ran. "Where is the bambini!?" Angel yelled. I cupped my ears. "Shhhh! Can you watch him so I can get him food?" Husk asked. Angel Dust nodded. "Bambini, how little are ya?" Angel asked. I put up 4 fingers. "Uh, do you want to play with blocks? Cause that's all I have because I thought you were going to be a lot smaller." Angel asked then dumbed it down because I didn't understand it the first time.
As I was building a tower I turned to Angel. "Brother?" I asked. "Hm?" Angel hummed. "Does Husker hate taking care of me?" I asked. "Does he hate it when I regress?"
"Of course not bambini! Husker loves taking care of you!" Angel exclaimed. "Den, why does he run away from me?" I asked. Angel got a really pissed off look. "Husk! You get your ass up here now!" Angel yelled. "Pardon my language, but I think Husk needs to spend time with you." I nodded.
As Husk came upstairs slowly holding two plates, one for me pand the other for himself. Husk set one of the plates on the floor. "Now, I don't think I heard Alastor correctly because he said you run away from him, he now has it in his head that you hate taking care of him so be a good caretaker and comfort him, and if he's even more sad I'll-" I didn't hear the rest of what Angel Dust was saying because I ran to the bathroom and hid.
I didn't want to hear the yelling. "It's my fault," I muttered. I felt smaller. I started crying. "Al?" It was Husk. "Y-Yeah?" I said. "Can I come in?" Husk asked. I opened the door. Husk hugged Alastor tightly and swayed from left to right. "I am so sorry! I love taking care of you and I think it's okay when you regress! I'm just really busy!"
"It's okay. Can we go back to Teletubbies?" I asked. Husk nodded. "Okay but we have to eat first."
And we did just that before I fell asleep.
The End...
