"Uuuuugh" Finnick moaned

Ever since Finnick stole that iPaw over a week ago thing had become…..interesting. He was glad he had the phone so he could use it to watch shows and such, even if it was a pain in the tail to find places to charge it. But ever since Nick sent him that picture of him wearing the elephant costume he couldn't get it out of his mind. As soon as Finnick thought he had finally forgotten about it his mind would just randomly think back to him wearing it and acting like a kid in it.

Normally this would be harmless daydreaming, however the thoughts were starting to distract him when he tried to do a scam or steal something. Just today when he was trying to snatch a panther woman's purse the thought just creped into his mind: distracting him long enough for the woman to notice and unsheathe her claws.

With a claw mark on his back and the sun starting to set, Finnick groaned and limped back to the van empty handed. While walking, he could feel the air getting cooler. Being a fennec fox temperature was a big deal and he could detect things such as changes in temperature a lot better than most mammals. Of course you didn't have to be an expert to know that it got cooler as it got closer to autumn.

While searching for spots to charge the phone at, Finnick stumbled upon the perfect place to park his van. He had managed to find a wide alleyway around two closed businesses which gave him a good amount of privacy. However the best part about this spot was that it had an unlocked outside outlet that still worked.

"Nice. Still here and fully charged" he said to himself,

It was risky to leave the phone out in the open while he was trying to hustle, but Finnick didn't have the patience to wait around for it to charge. His current strategy of covering the phone with trash seemed to be working though as it looked unmoved since he put it there this morning.

Grabbing the phone and charger Finnick unlocked the door of his van and spotted an envelope lying in the center of the back.

"How the hell does Nick keep finding my van?" he grumpily muttered to himself

Slamming the door shut he ripped open the envelope to grab Nick's money, getting ready to toss the picture into the pile with the others. However to Finnick's horror when he looked at the photo he didn't see Nick's usual smug grin, but the picture of him in that damn elephant onesie.

Growling, Finnick grabbed his phone and started texting Nick

Finnick: I TOLD YOU TO FUCKING DELETE

THAT PICTURE

Nick: I did delete it, but I made sure to save it to my computer just in case anything happened to it

Finnick: I want all the copies you have

deleted NOW

Nick: but that's the reason I sent a copy to you, so you'd always have a copy

Finnick: I hate you

Nick: Aww what's wrong bad day today?

Finnick just gritted his teeth. He wasn't in the mood to deal with Nick and his smugness so he just stopped messaging him.

The scratch mark was starting to take its toll on Finnick as he felt the throbbing from the area. He didn't want to jam out to his music as it would require too much moving and that was the last thing he wanted to do right now. As he laid there on his stomach he suddenly started thinking about the elephant suit and how he had to wear a diaper to pull off the disguise.

'Damnit Nick'

If it wasn't for Nick, Finnick would have just forgotten about wearing the outfit altogether. Finnick shuttered as he thought about him being in a diaper again. Looking down to distract himself, he soon saw that he'd accidently pressed the web browser.

Thinking it over for a minute, Finnick slowly typed into the search bar, Adults wearing diapers, and clicked searched.

"Just gonna have a quick look to get that damn thought out of my head"

He put the screen down and slowly brought it up, bracing himself for what he might see. When he finally looked at the pictures Finnick, to be honest, was disgusted

"What the Fuck" he said out loud

The first page contained nothing but mammals wearing baby stuff and acting like children. His attitude didn't change much as he kept scrolling through the pictures. Each new page added a new level of disgust to the fox.

"How does anyone like this stuff!"

Scrolling for a bit more the fox backed out of the pictures. He was about to just exit out of the tab altogether, until he saw a site specifically used for messaging other adults who wore diapers. Seeing the site made Finnick wonder if he should try talking to some of these people to get a better understand.

'Do I really want to do this?' Finnick thought to himself

After seeing all the pictures it really made Finnick question looking further into diapers. But the more he thought about it, the more he kept thinking about the suit. In the end he gave up and made an account.

He compromised with himself saying that if he didn't like what he saw he would just delete the account and that'd be it. After thinking for a few minutes about a cool nickname Finnick eventually decided on the name SandDemon

After the account was created Finnick immediately got a message from somebody.

"That was fast" he said as he clicked on the first message

Mcfixit: hewwo. Dew you wansta be my fwiend?

Seeing the poor grammar in the message, Finnick's only response was

You: No

'Jeez was this guy dropped on his head when he was a cub?' he thought as he blocked the messenger.

Soon after the first message his phone vibrated and he saw two more people sent him messages.

"Oh great, I wonder what these people want?"

Foxy_Grandpa: Hey there little one, want me to change your diaper

You: No go away please

Kinky Koala: Hey wanna rp?

You: I don't know what that is but no

Finnick yawned after blocking the last person. A day of failed hustles and minor fur wounds really took it out of the small fox.

'I'll just delete it in the morning' he lazily thought to himself before stripping down for bed. Not wanting to make the wound any worse, Finnick decided to sleep on his stomach for the night. Yawning one last time, the fox shut his eyes and went to sleep on the pile of blankets.

He couldn't move. All he could make out was 2 massive figures. He was looking up at both of then and they were looking down at him. He realized that one figure was holding him. He had no idea what the figures wanted but he could tell they didn't mean any harm. One of the figures then put a mass around the other and got closer.

Finnick gasped as he violently awoke from his dream. Panting the fox looked around and could tell it was early in the morning: at lot earlier than Finnick would have liked.

"That damn dream again" he groggily muttered to himself

He lied down, about to go back to sleep, until he saw the blinking light on his phone. He lazily reached over for it and saw it was a new message from that site.

"uuugh alright fine I'll see what they want before I delete it"

Rubbing his face, Finnick unlocked the phone and opened the web browser. Surprisingly there was only one message from a guy named Honestman.

Honestman: Hello,

My name is honestman and it's nice to meet you. I saw that you created an account here and I'd like to introduce myself. I'm somewhat new to this site and the whole Adult cub/diaper lover thing and I'd like to talk with someone about it and make a new friend. If you'd like to talk more please let me know

Sincerely,

Honestman

Finnick just stared at the message. He was actually relieved it wasn't just some person looking to do something to him. With his sleep deprived state, he decided to reply to the person messaging him.

SandDemon: Uuh that's cool in all dude but what's with the paragraph long response?

Putting the phone down, Finnick laid his head back onto the pile and was about to go back to sleep. However his plans were interrupted when he heard the vibrator go off on the phone.

'Already?' he thought picking it back up and unlocking it

Although the first message had been sent 2 hours ago the response by the guy seemed almost immediate.

Honestman: Oh I'm sorry. My friend just taught me how to use a computer and I'm still trying to get used to everything

SandDemon: lol it's ok I understand. I'm just happy there's someone on this site that actually is using more than 1 braincell.

Honestman: Yeah I know what you mean. I had a bunch of people message me asking to do weird stuff when I first made an account

SandDemon: Hah the exact same thing happened to me too.

The two hit it off pretty fast, sending message after message to each other. Before Finnick knew it, it was already 10 in the morning. It didn't matter to him though as he'd finally found somebody else who seemed normal and didn't like to do the baby talk stuff.

Throughout the entire month, Finnick would spend his evenings messaging the guy. From him he found out the diaper thing was called Adult Cub/Diaper Lovers. He also was interested in talking about regular things like sports and just random things like what kind of pie he liked. While talking with him Finnick was able to figure out what role he'd enjoy more

Honestman: So what would you say you are: a cub or a caretaker

SandDemon: I don't know. I really don't like the idea of taking care of older people pretending to be babies

Honestman: Then I think you'd be happier in a cub role.

Near the end of the month the guy sent him a more personal message.

Honestman: So ummm I was wondering. Could you tell me your name and send a picture of yourself to me. I just want to get to know you a little better.

Finnick sat there looking at the message. He couldn't believe that he'd ask him for something so personal. Finnick had figured that everyone would just want to be anonymous while talking about this, but this "honestman" actually was asking him for a name and picture. Finnick thought it over for a bit, but somehow he knew he could trust the guy.

SandDemon: Ok here, just don't show it to anybody ok, and my name is Finnick [photo sent]

Honestman: Oh you're a fox?

"And here we go" Finnick said in an annoyed tone.

He already knew the bad reputation that foxes had in the world, and from the tone of the guy it seemed like he was one of "those" people.

SandDemon: Is that a problem?!

Honestman: No no, it's just kinda perfect.

SandDemon: ?

Honestman: Here let me show you what I mean [Photo sent]

Finnick clicked on the icon and opened up the photo. Once seeing it, Finnick realized what the man meant by it being perfect. The man was a slightly chubby red fox with his hair parted both ways smiling a warm friendly smile.

SandDemon: ooooh now I understand. You never told me your name btw.

Honestman: Oh sorry, it's Gideon.

"Gideon huh, well at least I have a name and a face" he muttered to himself

As Finnick was about to message him back the low battery indicator popped up on his phone

SandDemon: Sorry my phones dying and I have to go

Turning off the phone, he carelessly chucked it to the other side of the van

'I'll charge it later'

As Finnick threw the phone, he didn't look to see where it went. It hit the base of a towering stack of boxes, which cased the top to fall over and spill out all its contents.

"Damnit" he muttered.

While Finnick was sloppily putting everything back in the box, he noticed a well worn picture on the floor. Picking it up he looked at it, seeing a female fennec fox with a smaller one sitting on her lap.

"Oh mama" Finnick sadly sighed as he gently hugged the picture.