《Far Too Little (Age Regression)》11. Camping part 2
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I was sat next to the other baby at the campfire, Jam, I think their name was. I wanted to sit on daddy or papa's lap but daddy told me I should try and make friends with jam. Jam didn't say anything when I was sat down, they looked away, groaning. I thought it was kinda rude.
I didn't pay attention to what the adults were talking about, I caught wind of my name but wasn't interested. I had to ask jam something. I took out my pacifier.
"Um, Jam?"
I practically whispered, Jam turned to me. they whispered back, in a mocking kind of way.
"what?"
I didn't know how to phrase the question or if I should even ask it.
"Um.. I i "
"What?"
They sounded more annoyed.
"W-what g-ender are you?"
I was so quiet, I thought they wouldn't hear me, but they did and they laughed.
"Ha, what're you being so quiet about? I'm a non binary bitch"
"Jam!"
Andrew spoke up, I shrunk back but Jam just tilted their head
"yes Daddy?"
"I've warned you about cursing already today, don't make me get out the soap"
Jam blushed a bit but didnt show his embarrassment.
"Sorry daddy"
"s'ok baby"
He ruffled jams hair and jam turned back to me. I was in slight awe, my stutter started getting stronger
"Y-you-you're really cool"
My voice got really quiet again and Jam just shrugged.
"Sure, you know you don't have to whisper"
I spoke ever so slightly louder
"oki"
Jam sighed
"forget it"
They turned away and leaned against Andrew, He put his arm around them as he roasted a sausage over the fire.
I was a little envious before Daddy lifted me into his lap and whispered in my ear.
"In very proud of you baby bear, you're so brave"
He took my pacifier out of my hand and stuck it in my mouth, I snuggled into my blankie and smiled.
Papa and Andrew cooked some more sausages, two were cut up and put in a small plastic bowl for me, they had cooled so I dug in. With a good few pieces left, I was full, not wanting to ear any more , I hopped off of Daddy's lap onto the bench and scooted with my hands towards Jams. Holding up my bowl to him, offering some of my sausages, I could hear Daddy "gasping for air at the cuteness" in the background.
Jam took two sausage bites and sat next to me again
"So how old are you?"
"I'm fiftee- I mean 1 and a half"
Jam thought I was cute
"ha, you're so small, I just turned 2, technically but I don't baby talk that much, do you wear diapers?"
I nearly choked on my sausage
"Sorry there, I'm a bit blunt sometimes, do you tho?"
I blushed and buried my head in my blanket but nodded quickly.
They playfully pushed me
"Its grand man, I wear pull ups"
He said, rubbing the back of his neck"
"You do?"
"yeah"
Maybe jams wasn't too bad.
"Oo wanna be my fwiend?"
I said, feeling suddenly confident.
"Sure, you seem to need someone to help you break some rules"
I was going to say that I wouldn't brake rules but Daddy started squealing.
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"This is too cute, I just can't right now!"
Jam scowled and hid his face in Richard's jumper. He chuckled as I was pulled in by Daddy and passed over to Papa.
"Don't worry bubba. Daddy gets like that whenever we make new friends"
I giggled and Daddy pouted, ruffling my hair.
Marshmallows were roasted, some burnt but mostly roasted.
I excitedly pointed out the stars, my old dad used to take me outside at night and show me all the constellations. I can remember most of them
"Big Dippurr"
I pointed at the cluster of stars, I recognised immediately
"That's right right bubba, you're so smart"
Papa pointed to another cluster, I didn't recognise it.
"You see that one?"
"ya! wha is it?"
Surprisingly Jam answered
"Its ursa minor"
Andrew praised them for knowing. I leaned in, excited someone else liked the stars
" You like stars too?!"
I bounced slightly on Papas lap
Jam nodded
"Uh huh, they're pretty cool"
They spoke so nonchalantly, Jam is so cool
"I really like mythology and stars are really important alot of the time me"
Jam blushed again, probably not wanting to show how much they cared.
The rest of the night cruised by, all the marshmallows made me never wanna sleep. Jam on the other hand, tried and failed to surpress a yawn. Andrew stood suddenly, making jam cling to his neck and squeak.
"We have an early morning tomorrow, so we better head but we should definitely do something together! It was so much fun meeting you all"
Daddy responded
"Thank you so much for inviting us to the campfire, we 100 percent have to organise a play date soon"
Both me and Jam blushed. Phone numbers were exchanged
Jam was carried away babbling to themselves, even though they said they don't baby talk, probably just trying to seem tough or something.
The fire was dying and the cold started to set in. We set off back to the tent. Daddy changed my diaper and gave me my 'medicine', it was uncomfortable as hell and I'll never like it!
"You're so brave for me baby bear, you getting tired?"
"No! Am not tired! Wanna story!"
Daddy passed me to Papa, who was already in his sleeping bag. I had my own little sleeping bag and it was pink! I like the colour pink. Not to mention my blankie and my stuffies too. All cuddled up to Papa, daddy crawled back over with two books. He got himself into his sleeping bag and cuddled up too.
The low light from the fairy lights made everything so cosy as Papa read out Go Dog Go. Who knew that dogs could drive cars? Daddy said that Papa wasn't doing it right though and he read an extremely exaggerated, dramatic reading of The Very Hungry Catapillar.
I giggled at his funny deep voices. I still wasn't tired by the time all the books we brought were read. Obviously papa and Daddy were fairly tired. Daddy had one last resort.
" You want me to sing for you baby?"
"Ya!"
I said a bit too loudly as Papa shushed me and hugged me tight.
I got you
And you got me
I don't need my glasses on
To see we're both pretty lucky
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Stuck inside
With no T.V.
Being bored with you makes me
As happy as can be
Let's have some fun together
We'll be best friends forever
B.F.F., that stands for us
Life is sweet
There's snacks we can eat
We'll have fun if we go out
And just sit around doing nothing
Let's explore
Open every drawer
Hey, you found my long-lost cheese
That's what friends are for!
Let's have some fun together
You're my best friend forever
B.F.F., that stands for-
"Ricky, he's asleep"
"aw I wanted to finish my song"
"goodnight my love"
"night"
The lights were switched off.
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Light streamed in to the tent, waking me up way too early, Ricky and Wren were fast asleep next to me. I checked my watch. It was half 6, no way I'm waking them up now. I knew I wouldn't be able to get back to sleep so I left the tent. Slipping on some shoes and a hoodie, I stood just outside the tent.
Cool breeze hit my face, I headed to the lake. I sat on a boulder and looked out at still water. Nothing was moving, it was nice, peaceful, were definitely coming back here. The sun was low in the sky, probably only rose a while ago.
Suddenly the peace and quiet was broken by shouting.
"I DON'T WANT TO"
I saw where it was coming from, Andrew and Jam were coming out of the woods, Andrew carrying many bags. I moved into the trees, not wanting to be apart of this.
Andrew was trying to calm Jam down. He put all the bags down and crouched next to them.
"Jam, honey, you know we have to leave, Daddy has to go back to work"
"No! You leave me again!"
" Baby, Daddy has to work or we can't get your medicine, ok?"
"I DON'T WANNA TAKE MEDICINE"
In a fit of rage a change took over little Jams.
They sprouted wolf ears and a tail. Holy fuck. I covered my mouth. Jam was a fucking wolf pup.
Andrew looked terrified.
"Jam please calm down, you know we can't drive when you change, please baby"
Andrew took Jam in his arms and rocked them until the tantrum degraded to just crying.
Werewolves are too rare in this world. They were practically eradicated by vampires hundreds of years ago. I've heard of a few still existing but they usually go for high prices at slave auctions.
"Daddy I no wanna go back"
Jam sobbed into Andrews shirt. Andrew just held them and cried too.
"I know baby, but we have to"
It seems last night jam's little tough, I don't even care act had faded away, leaving a vulnerable 2 year old wolf pup behind.
I thought that this would be a good time for me to leave. I took a step back and stood on branch. It cracked in half loudly. Fuck
Andrews head snapped to attention, he held jam even closer to him and turned in my direction.
"Who's there?"
I stayed still
"Show yourself!"
He sounded panicked. I stepped out
"David?"
I took some cautionary steps towards them. Andrew scooted back, I could hear Jam whimpering.
"Hey, it's alright"
"How much did you see?"
I couldn't really hear Andrew as he spoke quietly
"what?"
"
How much did you see?!"
"All of it"
Andrew started rambling
"Please don't tell anyone, if they find out they'll take jam away and I can't lose them, please forget what you've seen, you'll never see us again, I promise-"
I cut him off
"I wanna help"
"what?"
"I said I wanna help, you sound like you need some help"
"what, why? You know what this is right? How much they'd give for him"
Sadly it was true, if werewolves were ever found, most would be bought by private companies, used, tested on, practically tortured. Ricky and I think it's despicable.
"I'm no nark. I don't care about any of that, it's disgusting. I know we only met yesterday, this is probably way too forward. but let me help you, let us help you. You said he needed medicine"
"Its a surpressent for their changes, it stop them from changing from getting too worked up. I do jobs for the one company that makes it. In return they don't turn them in and I get their medicine. I've been working two jobs, Jam has to go to day care this was my one weekend off"
"Ricky and I are doing fine right now, we can help you with the money. If you need day care, we'll look after Jam. For a while, I was working like 5 jobs trying to keep me and Ricky out of debt, he can't work and I know it's hard. So please let me, let us help you guys"
"I-i"
Andrew had tears in his eyes, he stopped hugging ham for a moment and hugged me, normally I'm not huge on hugs from people who aren't family but I let it happen.
"We don't need anything right now, but I'll call you guys if I need help"
"promise me"
"promise"
By now Jam had calmed down, their ears and tail gone. Andrew thanked me again and ran off with jam, as they needed to get get on the road.
It was half 7 now, I should probably head back to the tent.
As I arrived back, i opened the tent door to a now awake Ricky and Wren. Wren looked like he had been crying and Ricky looked pissed off.
He hissed at me
"Where the hell have you been!"
I quickly slipped off my shoes and crawled in next to them, taking Wren from Ricky. He finally noticed me and immediately perked up, even though he was still crying
"Papa, where you go?"
Wren burrowed into me
"Yeah David, where were you?"
"I went to the beach, Ricky we have to talk"
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"Jam's a werewolf??"
"Keep your voice down Ricky"
Wren had fallen back asleep in David's arms, we probably stayed up a bit too late last night.
"well what happened?"
I explained everything, and the help I offered
"well it's good you offered to help, we can't have Wren's new best friend having a bad time, now can we"
I laughed
"You certainly have your priorities in order"
He kissed me sweetly, before lying back down, Wren on top of his chest, sucking on his hoodie string.
" It's already been a long morning, let's just cuddle"
"Come on, we shou-"
David gave some big ol puppy dog eyes, which he doesn't do often. I immediately obliged and snuggled in with my two favourite guys in the world.
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