Okay, the two-parter? I FUCKING LIED. Seriously, guys? SEVEN reviews in a DAY for THIS thing? What up with that? Well, until I can get to the bottom of why and how I got my first hideous foot blister, you're gonna keep getting more of this story! Got that? Good.

xXx Mommy xXx

I smiled at the thought of Tori and I being alone in the room together. It was just the two of us now, no Beck or Cat. Just me and my... okay, I'm not going to go there yet. I look down at the girl I was delicately holding in my arms, noting how that little glare she was giving me looked so out of place for Tori Vega.

I should know – she practically made it just for me.

"I'm not going to do it," she says, shaking her head at me, "Nothing you do will make me crack, Jade. Nuh-thing!"

I love a good challenge, and this one was no different. "Let's make things interesting..." I smirk, gently releasing Tori from my grasp, "I'll make a bet with you."

Her left eyebrow rose up immediately at my proposal. "What kind of bet?" she asked, not even bothering to hide her suspicion. I waited for her to stop moving while she leaned back against the playpen walls and sat in the fetal position before continuing.

"If you can prove to me that you're strong enough to resist this treatment I'm giving you, I'll let you leave early..." I fought the urge to chuckle as her jaw instantly dropped before I even finished the deal. Noticing the little smile I slipped, she closed her mouth, "But if I win, you'll have to do this with and for me... for the rest of summer."

The rest of summer meant from now, late June, to the early days of September. Tori looked towards the ground – well, the floor of the playpen – as though to consider my offer. She knew making a bet with me was way worse than any devil.

Well, she was taking too long to think, so I spoke again.

"I'll even start by telling you everything you might want to know except for when you can leave," I added, standing up, "While you're getting changed, that is..."

"Changed?!" she squeaked, attempting and failing to back away, "Like, diaper changed?"

"Well, if Cat's any indication..." I trailed off, rolling my eyes, "Do you accept or what?"

Her face took on a pained expression as she picked herself up off the floor and crossed her arms in front of her chest. Normally this would be accompanied by a pout if she was in character, but let's see how far she gets first.

"You..." she leaned in close to my face with every new word, "Are. De-ment-ted!"

I exaggerated a gasp, once again falling into my Judy Garland accent when the urge to snark back at her as usual failed to provide a quick comeback. "Is that any way to talk to your mother, Tori Vega?"

"See?!" she griped, throwing her hands up in the air, "This is–! You're–! I'm– oh, forget it..." she muttered crossing her arms again. This time, she glared at me for real. "I accept. But one question before you touch me." I raised an eyebrow in response. "What did you mean when you said 'with you and for you' at the end of the bet?"

"Oh," I shrugged, giving her a once over at the little red-colored Dorothy dress I had stuffed her in after she 'fell asleep' in Beck's RV earlier. "Right now, you're doing this for me," I indicated to the dress, "And doing it with me... well, no points for guessing."

If possible, her eyes narrowed themselves even more.

"No more questions? Good. Wrist out."

Reluctantly – but compliant as always – she gave it to me and I dragged her out of the playroom towards the marital bedroom.

xXx Tori xXx

"How did you kidnap me in the first place?"

The question only popped into my head once Jade took me out of that pink butterfly room into a carpeted white-walled hallway leading elsewhere. It was stupid to not think of it before, considering the circumstances I literally woke up to about ten or so minutes ago.

"Remember when Cat called you to meet her at Beck's because he was going to drive you two to the mall?"

"Oh." Dammit. I should've known. "So who's house is this?"

"Beck's aunt's. She and her husband went on some tour of Europe so they gave him permission to do what he likes as long as there are no parties or property damage."

Everything was premeditated just like a murder. This was a premeditated kidnapping!

Jade didn't look at me the entire way to wherever she was taking me to. I hoped we were going to meet Cat and Beck so I could see what they were doing. Beck seriously didn't agree to this sort of thing, did he? I mean, come on – there had to be some things Jade couldn't get him to do.

She opened a door and pulled me into the room with her. As Jade released my wrist and closed it, I caught sight of a frazzled Beck sitting – or more accurately, leaning – on the edge of the marital bed with his eyes closed while Cat was on her knees behind him, giggling and picking at his hair like a monkey. Her pink dress and an open pack of adult diapers – oh God! – laid neglected on the floor at Beck's feet. Babies don't wear bras, but there wasn't one in the clothes pile... nor was Cat wearing one. All she had on was a diaper, disturbingly enough. I covered my mouth with a hand. This was a recipe for disaster.

Jade saw it all, too.

"CAT! Beck!" she roared.

Never in my life did I pity the two of them so much at this moment, being glad that I was Tori Vega and no one else, even if I was going to have to endure being nurtured against my will by Jade freaking West of all people. Completing this crazy charade starred Beck as the henpecked husband and maybe Cat as a sister... which she already was anyway, but not to this extent!

Cat yelped, shrank back and hid herself from Jade by scurrying off to the other side of the bed where she practically did a nosedive to the floor. It probably wasn't a stretch to assume she hid underneath the bed as well. Beck calmly stood up, his eyes opened, and held his hands out in defense. I grabbed Jade's arm as she growled and tried to walk over to him.

"Maybe it's not what you think, Jade!" I cried, "Just hear him out, will ya?"

I tried my best not to flinch when she turned her cold eyes on me.

"Get Cat," she ordered. I could practically feel her blood seething holding her arm, "Right now."

Nodding, I quickly scampered under the bed on my stomach and left the two ex-lovers alone above. Beck began talking, but it was hard to make out what he was saying because he was either whispering or the mattress and blankets were just that thick. Jade interrupted him with some kind of angry yell or a "What?!" occasionally.

Cat was curled up in a tight ball, probably crying silently. She was certainly shivering... or shaking. I stroked her hair to let her know it was me and not Jade pretending to be motherly, even whispering a quick, "Cat, it's me, Tori," to her. She uncurled herself immediately and squeezed my hand tightly in her own.

"Mommy's scarwy..." she sniffled, "Mama mad at me..."

"Well... yeah," I sighed, shaking my head. Jade was kind of scary sometimes... and she did seem to want to hurt Cat just now. Both statements were true.

"I'm afwaid, Torwi..." That lisp on the other hand...

"Stop talking like that. You're not really a baby, Cat."

"Sshh!" she hissed, hitting the floor a few times with her other palm, "Jade'll hear you and she'll be mad at you too!"

Just then, the bed moved. We exchanged worried glances when we realized there was no more muffled speech to be heard over our own. Then the bed creaked. Cat gasped when it didn't seem to stop. I groaned. Of all the times to... goddammit, Jade!

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