Danny's POV:
Once Dougie had woken up, I asked him if he felt better and if he wanted to go to the circus. He said that he did and so I quickly pulled him out of the bed and got him changed. We went downstairs to see Harry and Tom before we all set off in Tom's little blue mini. We were around 10 minutes away from the circus when suddenly, Dougie spoke up.
'Hawwy? Danny? Tom?' He asked timidly.
'Yeah Dougs?' We all chorused.
'I need a wee.' He replied quietly.
'Can you hold it for 10 minutes till we get there Dougs?' Harry asked him, looking over at the satnav to make sure that we weren't too far away.
'I no know? I weally need a wee. I twy and howd.' He replied, wriggling around in his car seat and crossing his legs as tightly as possible.
'Hawwy... I weally need a wee.' He piped up again, not 2 minutes later.
'I know Dougs. But just keep your legs crossed and we'll be there in a few minutes.'
'Hawwy! I need a wee! I no howd! I no howd!' he exclaimed in reply.
'Come on Dougs, only like 7 minutes now and then we'll take you. Try and hold it in just a little longer mate.' I replied, saving Harry from answering again.
'Danny! Hawwy! I need wee! I no howd! I need wee!' He screeched in reply to me, beginning to cry and trying to cross his legs tighter. Maybe taking him out on a 45 minute car journey without going to the toilet first wasn't our best idea. Tom was driving as fast as he could, as it was obvious that this wasn't just a temper tantrum, but that Dougie truly couldn't wait any longer. He was trying his hardest but it was obviously too much for him. He carried on crying and screaming at us for around 2 more minutes before he suddenly stopped and uncrossed his legs.
'Danny? Hawwy? Tom?' He asked nervously.
'What is it Dougs?' I asked him in reply.
'I do bad. I no mean to. I twy to howd but I no do it. I no mean to I pwomise. I sowwy.' He muttered, sounding ashamed. We quickly realised what had happened and me and Harry both leant over to comfort him.
'Its okay Dougs. It's not your fault. You tried your hardest to hold it and you're a very good boy for doing that. It was an accident, don't worry, you're not in trouble.' Harry said comfortingly, removing Dougie from his now wet car seat and removing his pants, which were now flooded, leaving Dougie in only his little soiled boxers.
'You mean... I no in twouble?' He asked confused.
'Of course not Dougs. Like Harry said, you were a very good boy trying to wait until we got there. It was just a little too long to wait. But it's okay now because we're going to get you all cleaned up and then we're going to the circus!' I said happily to him as Harry sat him back in the chair where we had moved his car seat from.
'Thank you!' He squealed, wrapping his arms around my neck and hugging me tight.
'Its no problem Dougie! Now I think we have a spare bag of clothes in here but they'll be really big. But come on, I'll get you in some.' I replied, just as we pulled up at the circus. I hopped out the car and went to the boot, getting out the bag of clothes that kids had left in the past. We ended up putting Dougie in a pair of too-big shorts and a little pair of boxers we'd found. They were clearly way to big on him but he didn't seem to care and so we walked into the circus and took our seats, just in time to see the magic unfold.