Mr.Knight
I heard something light hit the floor as Lucca ran out. I look down at the floor to find a pacifier. It looked to be made for his age despite him being 14. I pick it up and realize that the front has a plastic Stitch on it as well as his name on the handle. Why would my student have this? Should I bring it up with his parents? It could be something to do with his past, I remember him telling his friends about his adoption party. I didn't even know that was a thing. I'll have to bring this up with him tomorrow.
An hour later
I finally finished with email I needed to respond to as well as put my files away to go home. I had put the pacifier in my desk however it doesn't seem right to leave it there. I sigh and grab it from my desk drawer and put it in the side pocket of my bag. The whole drive home I'm questioning as to why he could have this. Was it a joke gift from his friends? Bullying possibly? Unless it's harming him it's not my place to know but I'm still so damned curious. I get home and hang my bag up on its hanger next to my coat. I hesitate but take the pacifier from the bag, careful to only hold it by the handle as I walk to the kitchen. Is it safe to wash it off? It looks so neatly decorated. I hold it carefully as I run the silicone under the warm water, getting all the dirt and germs off from when it had fallen on the floor. I grab a small bag and put it inside.
Lucca
I sit in my room crying, no way in hell I can ever go back! I can't even tell my parents why I can't go to school because if they knew they'd give me up. I had so many other friends who didn't get adopted because of dumb little reasons and this is a huge reason. Plus I've been with them for only a year now. Thankfully they're not here right now because they're on a week long business trip. However my older friend came over, my parents hired him as a babysitter. He's one of the seniors at my school and he's really nice, he knows about age regression and was even the one to help introduce me to it. I hear a loud knock on the front door and get up to go and get up to answer it.
"Hey Riley." I stare up at himz he's a bit taller than me, maybe 5 inches. "Babydoll why are you crying?!"
He picked me up without hesitation.
"I dropped my pacifier at school I'm pretty sure Mr.Knight already found it!" I keep crying as he holds me, he shut the door behind him and took me to the kitchen. "How about we get you a snack and then you go to sleep baby? It's almost bedtime anyways." I just nod and go along with it. "Kay."
Riley
I carry my sweet baby boy into the kitchen and grab a sippy cup from the hidden drawer we used, I fill it with orange juice and hand it to him. With a bit of trouble I manage to sit him down and get him some grapes that I cut in half.
"Here baby, eat these while I make you some nuggets then it's bath and bedtime, alright?"
I saw him nod so I patted his head and went to grab the frozen nuggets from the freezer. However I only got 10 minutes of peace before I heard a thud and some cries. I turned around and there was a small orange juice puddle on the ground. "Oh baby, it's okay."
I reach to pick up the cup. I'm not even gonna bother asking how he got the lid off or why. I clean it up and get some new juice, making sure the lid was TIGHT. "Shhh, you're okay it was just an accident sweetie." I pick him up and hold him tightly, bouncing him softly as I give him the juice. After a moment I get him to drink some of it and about 5 minutes later his nuggets are done. I hand them over to him after they cool. While he's eating I go to his bedroom, I grab a special rail thingy from his closet that I hid a while back and attach it to his bed. I plan to let him be little all week so a rail is pretty important, he always ends up on the floor.
Eventually he's done eating and I take my sleepy little one into the bathroom. I turn on some super warm water and add some rose body wash to the tub. Instantly there's a ton of bubbles, I also open my second backpack I brought and pull out 6 bath bombs. "Pick whichever one you'd like sweet prince" He immediately picks up the vanilla sugar one and I drop it in the tub, however unlike Lucca who's staring at the fizziness I'm watching him smiling and giggling. Eventually I get done with his bath, putting him in a pull up and a onesie before taking him to his bed and laying him down. Bold of me to assume this would be easy when he doesn't have a pacifier. For about an hour it was screaming and crying as I tried to get him comfy and laying down.
"Baby please," I whisper as he cries loudly in my arms.my poor sweet baby FINALLY fell asleep about an hour and a half since I first tried to get him down, and the only reason he did go down eventually was because I got him a bottle of angel milk. My sweet prince's favorite drink for a VERY fussy bedtime. "Sleep well my little prince, daddy loves you so much."