Where Is Home?
Chapter 1: New Life
Description: Carwash Sibling AU. Instead of simply beating Agent Washington to a living pulp, Locus captures him along with Agent Carolina, leaving the Blood Gulch Crew without their Freelancers. Now captured, Agents Carolina and Washington must work together in order to survive against the mercenary's, but that's hard to do when an unethical type of torture is used on the young duo. How can they will themselves to escape, when their captors are reminding them more and more of their childhoods?
A/N: I won't lie, I've been wanting to do a Red Vs Blue infantilism fic for a long time. This story will be more fluffy later on, but predictably it's very angsty and dark in the beginning, due to the situation and all that jazz.
Agent Carolina knows she's been kidnapped as soon as she wakes up to darkness. She hates the dark, ever since she was a child she's despised dark rooms and walking around during the nighttime. She can hear movement nearby, leading her to believe that she's not the only one whose been captured. There's nothing gagging her, to her surprise, but Carolina doesn't dare to speak. She's hoping to make whoever captured her believe that she's still unconscious. She squirms experimentally, unsurprised when she finds that her armor has been removed. However, she is surprised when she finds that there's nothing covering her legs. She definitely has something on in-between her legs, but it feels awkwardly and big, like wearing a diaper or something of the like.
Huffing in irritation, Carolina tries to reach down and feel around, only to find that her hands have been handcuffed. The handcuffs are... fluffy, which confuses the Freelancer immensely. She's wearing some sort of long shirt, like a dress, but it's soft like cotton and smells strongly of vanilla and laundry soap. She rolls over onto her left side, only to smack her face into what feels like a cold metal bar. She doesn't mean to make a sound, but she'd had no warning before rolling into the bar, and a short yelp escapes her mouth as her nose aches, thankfully not bleeding. Suddenly, Carolina hears a door open nearby, and arms are under her as she's picked up, held like a sleeping child as another person- not the one carrying her, she notes- reaches out and runs their hand over the bridge of her nose, checking for any damage.
"It's not broken," A voice says, and Carolina immediately recognizes the voice as Felix's. "At least there's that... Control would beat our asses if she got hurt."
"Check Agent Washington next." Locus instructs, Carolina realizing that he's the one holding her so carefully.
"Yeah yeah, whatever..." Felix's voice grows slightly distant, soft footsteps moving away before they stop.
Carolina listens closely as Felix unlocks something and moves it, before she hears him grunt as he presumably picks something quite heavy up. It must be Wash, if Locus's instructions are anything to go by. Carolina's heart sinks at the idea of Wash being kidnapped by the mercenary's, dread filling her. Wash might not be a pushover, but it's not like Carolina WANTS her little brother to be in harm's way! She'd feel much better if it were just her captured, but it appears that Wash is in the same boat as her. Felix, meanwhile, carries Wash back over to Locus. Carolina listens carefully, hearing how Washington snores peacefully in Felix's arms. Sounds like he's still asleep, she thinks.
"He's not wet yet," Felix announces, voice slightly strained as he struggles to carry the taller man in his arms. "Jesus Christ, why is he so heavy!? He's barely taller than me!"
"Be quiet, you'll wake him up." Locus warns, before he sits down, Carolina almost yelping as he does so, the movement sudden and surprising. "Put him back to bed then. We'll feed him later. Go get me Caroline's dinner."
Caroline? Carolina's breathing quickens as she hears her real name being said, before a gentle hand runs their fingers through her hair, trying to calm her down. "Relax, Caroline." Locus orders, voice quiet and husky. "Do as we say and you will not be harmed."
"Let me go, you sorry son of a-" Carolina is cut off as something rubber and warm is shoved unceremoniously into her mouth, shutting her up.
"Drink." Felix orders, sounding annoyed that Carolina tried to talk to begin with.
Carolina doesn't at first, refusing to swallow as a sweet and warm liquid floods into her mouth. She's not about to obey and give these monsters any satisfaction. Suddenly, Locus roughly grabs her nose, keeping her from breathing. Carolina holds out a few seconds longer, but it quickly becomes too much as she begrudgingly swallows, quite a bit of the liquid slipping out of her mouth and dripping down her chin. Carolina doesn't want to know what she's drinking as she obeys the mercenary's, her mind already making a few terrified guesses. When the bottle is empty, it's quickly taken away, and Carolina breathes easier as Locus releases his hold on her nose. He pets her hair, making the Freelancer want to gag.
"There. That wasn't so hard, now was it?" Locus sounds so damn smug, and Carolina has to resist the urge to growl at him. "Now that you've had your dinner, I think it's about time I and my partner explain to you how you and your brother's lives are going to go from now on."
"Here's the deal, sweet cheeks," Felix begins, taking a seat beside Locus as he rests a hand on Carolina's knee. "Control is sick and tired of you and Washy running around and ruining his plans. Thing is, he still thinks you and him are useful. So from now on, you're our's. I think you've pieced together what most of that means."
"You will do exactly as we say, Caroline." Locus says next, voice full of warning. "While you will not be beaten senselessly, we have other means of punishing you and your little brother. However, when you disobey, you will not be the one to be punished. Felix, show Caroline why she must obey us."
As Felix stands, Locus pulls off Carolina's blindfold. The red-head immediately shakes her head, trying to adjust to the light. The room is still pretty dark, but a Stitch nightlight from Lilo and Stitch casts a bright blue glow to help light the room somewhat. To Carolina's horror, the room is almost an exact replica of the one she had shared with Wash when she was a toddler. She had completely forgotten about what it had looked like before, but now she can feel all of those memories flooding back. She glances down at herself, amazed to find that she's wearing a Jungle Book themed children's nightie, along with white socks over her feet. From all of her squirming during the feeding, the nightie had hitched up, and Carolina can now see that she's wearing a diaper underneath. She almost hurls at the thought of using it.
The sound of something unlocking catches her ears, and Carolina looks over at Felix, who's in civvies along with his helmet as he unlocks and pulls down the side bars of an adult-sized crib. Inside is Agent Washington, passed out and wearing a cat-themed yellow sleeper, appearing to also have a diaper on underneath, much like his sister. Unlike Carolina, Wash is gagged to a certain degree, a pacifier tied around to the back of his head to keep it in his mouth. He's wearing mitten-like handcuffs, like Carolina, and dark grey socks to cover his feet. Felix scoops the blond man up, shaking him to wake him up. Wash is blindfolded, and immediately begins to squirm as he realizes that he's been captured.
"Quiet, buddy," Felix's voice is uncharacteristically smooth and soft, like he's trying to calm a tiny rabbit instead of a grown man. "Easy. Don't move." He undoes Wash's blindfold, and Wash's gunmetal blue eyes immediately land on Carolina, eyes widening at the sight of her in such babyish clothes on Locus' lap.
As Felix unties the gag and gets it out, Wash immediately starts panting, trying to breath through his mouth at once. "Carolina!" He shouts, voice weak from a lack of use. "Hold on, I'll get us out of here!"
Locus chuckles, hold tightening around Carolina as he sits her up, having her face Washington as he watches the Freelancer. "Very cute, but I doubt you'll be doing any escaping anytime soon, David." He nods to Felix, making Carolina tense in anticipation. What will they do to him?
Felix laughs outright, one hand holding Wash down, the other hovering over his lower abdomen. "When's the last time ya peed, Washy?" He asks, almost conversationally. "You don't remember, do you? You must really gotta go right now, huh?"
Carolina watches with wide eyes as Felix starts pressing into Wash's lower abdomen, making the man shout and squirm under the assault. "Let go of him, you piece of shit!" Carolina roars, struggling in vain in Locus's tight grip. "Get your hands off of Wash!"
Locus gags Carolina with a pacifier gag- not the one Wash was using earlier- to keep her quiet as he holds her steady on his lap. Finally, Felix presses harder and Washington goes eerily still, shaking slightly in horror as he wets himself. Felix doesn't laugh, surprisingly, only watches until Wash goes limp, his diaper now heavy and soaking wet in-between his legs. Carolina closes her eyes, looking away and willing herself not to cry. These mercenary's are crueler than she imagined, then again, they ARE causing a planet-wide genocide, so she can't be TOO surprised. When she opens her eyes again, she regrets it immediately, opening them in time to see Felix changing Wash, getting an eyeful of his privates.
"Do you understand now, Caroline?" Locus asks, running his fingers through her hair as he holds her tighter, keeping her from escaping. "If you ever disobey us, your little brother David will be the one to be punished for your actions."
"Same goes for you, Davy," Felix adds, zipping up the cat sleeper once he's done changing the young Freelancer below him. "If you fuck up, it's Carol whose gonna pay for it."
"I think it's about time that you both go to bed." Locus concludes, standing up with Carolina as he walks towards her crib, pulling out her pacifier gag on the way.
Carolina looks over her crib carefully, now that she can see it from a bird's eye view. The crib is a lot like Washington's, but instead of paw-print sheets, she has Pocahontas themed sheets. Part of her is a bit curious about the whole 'Disney' theme the mercs have planned out for her, but she sighs internally as she remembers how much she used to adore Disney movies as a child. She remembers watching them with her mother and father as a little girl, before her mom had went off to war and died. She remembers how her mom used to hum the songs with her, and how her mom would tease her dad when he cried during the sad parts. After Allison had passed away, Carolina had stopped watching those movies altogether. It had been too hard, with her mom gone and her dad distancing himself.
Carolina blinks herself out of it as she's tucked into the crib, an aqua blue blanket that's softer than any adult sized one she's ever had pulled over her. And to top it all off, Locus tucks a stuffed Dalmatian in-between her arms, one that looks far too much like her beloved Dalmatian wubby growing up, the one her mom had gotten for her when she was three years old. With Carolina tucked in, Locus moves away, and Carolina watches as Felix tucks Wash into his crib as well, tucking a yellow blanket over him and stuffing an ugly looking stuffed cat in-between his arms. It's an exact replica of the one Carolina and Wash's dad had sewed together countless times for Washington, the stuffie lovingly named Patches.
"Goodnight." Felix mutters, shutting the door behind him as he and Locus leave, leaving Carolina and Wash alone to think on their new accommodations.
It's a long, long time before either of them speaks.
"I'm sorry," Carolina whispers, convinced by Washington's extended silence that he's fast asleep, only to be proved wrong when he rolls over, big blue eyes on her, prompting her to continue. "I'm so sorry, Wash. I... I had no idea they'd do that to you."
Wash smiles at her, grin goofy and comforting, reminding Carolina of a happier time. "It's no problem, boss. You didn't know. Guess we'll have to be careful if we're gonna escape, huh?"
Carolina nods, sighing as she peers around at the room, feeling that familiar weight of uneasiness fill her stomach and take residence in her bones. "This room is... pretty spot-on to our old one, huh? The one we shared when I was five and you were one?"
Wash shrugs, an action that's awkward with his hands cuffed and the stuffed cat plushie in his arms. "I didn't realize until Felix gave me Pa- the cat toy." He corrects himself quickly, blushing at the thought of calling the stuffed toy by the name of his childhood wubby. "I guess it does kinda look like our old room, now that I look at it... I don't remember it as well though. Dad made us have our own rooms a year or two after Mom died."
"Yeah... guess I just remember it better." Carolina decides, unable to hold back a yawn as it escapes her mouth. Whatever was in that bottle- some kind of milk or baby formula, she figures- must've been drugged, because Carolina is more tired than she's been in a long time.
Another long period of silence follows. It's not completely silent- Wash keeps coughing now that the pacifier gag is gone and Carolina keeps shifting- but they still keep quiet for the most part, perhaps afraid to gain Locus or Felix's attention. Now that she can look around more without Locus or Felix bothering her, Carolina can really tell just how much effort must've been made in order to make the room look like her and Wash's old one. How they've done it, she has no idea. Perhaps they found old UNSC files with pictures of Carolina and Wash as toddlers in their room, or got the information from someone from their childhood? Carolina can't think of anyone who'd know such exact and personal things about them except for their father and the Counselor, but their father is dead and the Counselor is... Carolina has no idea where he is.
Before long, and before Carolina can give in and fall asleep, Washington attempts to continue his conversation with Carolina. "Do you think the guys are okay?" He whispers, like he's afraid just mentioning the Reds and Blues will entice Felix or Locus to come in and tell him that they're dead and gone. "Think they got caught, too?"
Carolina shrugs, yawning again as she unconsciously hugs the stuffed Dalmatian in her arms. "Who knows, Wash? I'm sure wherever they are, they're worried about us." She chuckles, shaking her head in thought. "Epsilon is probably bitching to Tucker right now."
Before the attack on the Communications Tower, Carolina had given Epsilon to Tucker, mainly to record the entire battle for the New Republic and Federation armies to see. Now that she's captured, Carolina feels especially thankful that she gave the AI Unit to Tucker. Out of all of the Blood Gulch Crew, Carolina trusts Tucker the most, and knowing them, they're probably A-Okay and going strong. Just as Carolina begins to get lost in her thoughts, the door opens again, and she rolls over to see that it's just Locus this time. He's wearing his helmet, making it impossible for Carolina or Wash to see his face, but other than that he's in a dark green turtle neck and black slacks. He stalks towards Washington's crib, ignoring Carolina the entire time as she eyes him, not trusting him to not attack or harm her younger brother.
Locus stays silent as he stops in front of Wash's crib, unlocking the side gate before pulling it down, giving him access to the blond Freelancer. Wash is wide awake, Carolina notices, and glares wholeheartedly at the mercenary as he simply watches him for a few minutes. After a few more seconds of heavy tension, Locus reaches out and gently scoops Wash up, like he had done to Carolina before. He carries Wash to a large, red couch that Carolina remembers in flashes- two AM on a school night, Dad coming in and holding David while he cries after having another horrible nightmare about Mom walking away and not looking back. If only they'd known that his nightmare would come true- it cuts off abruptly, making Carolina shiver in fear as she watches Locus sit down with Wash on his lap, running his fingers through his blond locks.
"Relax, David," Locus' voice is soft and husky, like he's talking to a precious child and not an adult man. "No one will harm you... you need to eat." He holds up a bottle, filled to the brim with what appears to be warm milk.
Wash keeps glancing from Carolina to the bottle, weighing out his choices. Locus chuckles, noticing Wash's reluctance and fear. "If you don't drink this, your sister will get the same treatment you had. Now drink." He holds the bottle to Wash's lips, urging him to drink.
That sets it in stone. Without a word, Washington squeezes his eyes shut and gingerly accepts the rubber nipple, sucking on it in silence as he accepts his fate. Locus seems somewhat surprised, making Carolina want to smirk. She considers even this a small victory; the mercs can't make the two Freelancers hurt one another and ultimately turn against each other. As much as Carolina hates it, she knows if she has any hopes of getting out of this mess, she'll have to act docile and submissive for these guys, doing as they say, even if it's embarrassing and downright dehumanizing. She'll act like a good little girl, but as soon as she has these handcuffs and ankle-cuffs off, she's planning on ripping these fuckers apart. No one treats Agents Carolina and Washington like nothing and gets away with it.
"Good boy," Locus suddenly praises, snapping Carolina out of her daydreaming as Wash finishes off the bottle, breathing heavily as the nipple is removed. "You did exactly as I ordered. You deserve a reward."
Wash visibly perks up, and so does Carolina, both eager to see what Locus means by 'reward'. Felix comes into the room, coming to unlocking Carolina's crib and scoop her up, looking happy that he gets to carry Carolina instead of Wash. "At least she's smaller..." Carolina hears Felix mutter, further convincing her that her theory was correct.
At once, Carolina and Washington are carried out of the cell- Carolina refuses to call it a nursery, like her Mom used to do- and down a low-lit hallway. Now that they're out of the room, Carolina can see that the rest of the base is definitely nothing like the bedroom. The walls are all grey and metal, with no color at all. After going down a few more hallways, thankfully passing no one on the way, Carolina and Wash find themselves in what appears to be a rec room. Unfortunately for them, there are a few people in here, all wearing the pirate's armor and relaxing. The room has a big screen TV, a coffee table, and a small kitchen with another table inside. The pirates all look up when Locus and Felix come inside, any of which without their helmets appearing surprised when they spot Wash and Carolina in the merc's arms.
"They been good already?" One guy asks, raising an eyebrow particularly at Carolina, who shoots him a nasty glare in return. "You'd think it'd be at least a month before they regressed. Guess they like it." He sneers at the Freelancers, making Wash visibly cringe and Carolina see nothing but red.
"Hey, no teasing," Felix orders, much to Carolina's surprise. "You heard Control's orders, right? Gotta treat 'em like real toddlers or whatever." He carries Carolina to the couch, setting her down, with Locus setting Wash down right next to her. "Stay here, I'll be right back."
Felix leaves, but Locus stays. For whatever reason, Carolina is glad for that. It seems like the pirates are more inclined to treating them like shit, while the mercenary's are taking it a bit more seriously. In all honesty, Carolina's not sure what's worse; the pirates teasing her, or Locus and Felix reminding her of her childhood. After a few minutes, most of the pirates clear out, not sticking around to see whatever Carolina and Wash's reward will be. There are only a few left now, and they're all without their helmets. To Carolina's surprise, they're all older women, and they all wave and smile at her when looks their way. Confused and slightly uncomfortable, Carolina looks away, glancing at the doors just as Felix comes back in, a CD case in his hand. He waves it at the siblings, before walking to the TV and popping it into the CD player slot.
The CD revs up, and as predicted when Carolina saw the CD, it's a goddamn Disney movie. In all honesty, it made sense. They were being treated like babies now, right? What better reward for a well-behaved baby than a good old fashioned Disney movie? The movie is Lion King, Carolina notices, and she glances at Wash, who gives her a wide-eyed look. Lion King is probably Washington's favorite of the Disney movies, mainly because Allison had watched it with him countless times as a toddler. He tenses beside Carolina, unknowingly leaning against his sister, eyes staying on the screen to avoid looking at Locus or Felix. As the first song ends, switching to the first scene with Scar, Locus and Felix sit on either side of the two siblings.
"I'm more of a Stitch fan to be honest," Felix suddenly says from beside Carolina, interrupting Scar and Mufasa's conversation on the TV screen. "I never really saw the appeal in Lion King."
"Hush," Locus growls, sitting beside Wash, an arm wrapped around the blond Freelancer to keep him close by. "Don't interrupt the movie. This is a reward for good behavior."
That shuts Felix up. As the stampede scene begins, Carolina can feel a churning in her gut, reminding her that she hasn't gone to the bathroom in a long time. She squirms without thinking, and immediately draws Felix's attention. Instead of saying anything or trying to tease her, Felix snakes an arm around her waist, pressing into Carolina's lower abdomen to try and make her pee. Carolina bites her lower lip, her leg twitching anxiously as the mercenary beside her tries to make her wet herself. Beside her, Wash glances at Carolina, eyes widening a bit in horror as he notices what Felix is up to. He looks to Locus, who takes notice of the situation and gives Wash a stern look, as if to order him to keep quiet.
"Stop it!" Wash whispers harshly, glaring at Felix as he ignores Locus' stern look. "Leave her alone!"
Carolina, on her part, doesn't speak, too afraid that she'll start crying uncontrollably if she does. Part of her knows that she has to go eventually, while the other part is convinced that if she lets herself do this one thing, then she's screwed over. She makes it for another hour, watching the TV screen intently to keep her mind off of Felix's hand over her abdomen. It's when Simba is about to throw Scar off of Pride Rock that she starts actively struggling in Felix's grip, trying to fight against her need to pee. Locus has Washington completely on his lap now, keeping him from intervening, and Felix just stares at Carolina the whole time through his visor, his hand never ceasing as he continues to press. Eventually, and predictably, it becomes far too much for her, and Carolina goes limp as she finally wets herself.
She thinks she might cry, but Carolina's always been stubborn, and damn her if she gives these fuckers even a BIT of satisfaction. "Aw, poor baby," Felix coos, and it makes Carolina sick to her stomach. "Look, Locs. Poor Carol had an accident."
Locus considers Carolina, tilting his head at her. Wash looks away guiltily, appearing mad that he couldn't help her. "They need a bath," He deadpans, standing up with Wash in tow. "Come. I believe this might help them into their new roles."
Felix scoffs at the idea, but stands up as well, carrying Carolina. Out of shame, Carolina presses her face into Felix's shoulder, trying to turn invisible as she's carried away to yet another torturous event that will surely remind her of her parents.
A/N: A very long beginning, and it gets even longer from here! Hope you all liked it, I'd appreciate it if no one hated on this, okay? I know not everyone is into it, but please oh please don't shame the people who are. We're hard enough on ourselves as it is, okay? Please review, and please be kind to me!
~CabooseHeart.