Once again, I own nothing. R&R.
Will's P.O.V:
It's Monday morning which means another day of school. School has been easy but hard at the same time. For Santana and Rachel, it's a piece of cake. They're not in diapers and sure their clothes are juvenile, but lately it's started sort of a trend. Finn's a bit tougher. He wears diapers during the day and dresses in toddler clothes. We don't want to stop the treatment simply because they have school. We allow him to dress a little bit more "grownup clothing" and of course, no pacifier is required. He's to report to Emma or me at lunch time so we can change him and feed him. Quinn…she's now just a baby. She no longer is an attendant of school. We helped her get her GED and now Emma keeps her in her office and tends to her in between students.
I walk down the stairs holding Finn in my arms. He's wearing an orange polo with black stripes and khaki pants. His hair is spiked up and on his feet are Nikes. Santana is wearing a red long sleeved t-shirt that says "Daddy's Little Girl" and blue jeans with red Vans on her feet. Rachel is in a pretty little white sundress with yellow sunflowers on it. Her hair is in pig tails with yellow ribbons. Finally I see my Quinny Bear in her sweet pink romper and matching booties and mittens. Her now short curly blonde hair is being covered by a pink bonnet by my lovely wife. Santana is standing there looking annoyed as Rachel prepares her backpack. I set Finn down so he can retrieve his backpack.
"What's wrong Princess?" I ask Santana and she just turns away from me. "Princess?"
"She's annoyed Will," Emma informs me as she puts a pacifier into Quinn's mouth and pins it to her romper. "I told her that she couldn't go out tonight because she's just a little girl."
"I'm not little!" The Latina protested, stomping her foot. "I'm a big girl!" I sigh and kneel down to her eye level.
"Princess," I say softly. "You may be a big girl, but you are still Mommy and Daddy's little girl. We want what's best for you. You're still too young to go out without Mommy and Daddy." She pouts.
"If it was Rachie you'd let her go." I shake my head.
"I wouldn't. Now if you're a good girl today, Daddy will take you to get ice cream okay?" She sighs and nods. I turn to Emma and take Quinn. "There's my little Butterfly. Do you want to play airplane with your Daddy?" She nods excitedly. I hold her up in the air and move her around. She giggles through her pacifier, causing me to smile. I put her jacket on her and watch as Emma helps Rachel and Finn with theirs. Santana pulls on her and Emma picks up Finn, taking Rachel's hand. I take Santana's and lead them out to the car. I put Quinn into her rear facing car seat and hand her, her bear. Emma puts Rachel in her booster seat and then Finn in his forward facing car seat. Santana takes her seat next to Rachel. We get in up front and drive to the school. Once we get there, I take out Quinn's car seat and hand it to Emma. Rachel and Santana practically sprint into the school. Finn is squirming as I take him out of his car seat.
"Anxious to go to school buddy?" I ask him with a smile. He smiles and nods.
"Yes Daddy!" Once I kiss his head and place him on the ground, he's in the school I turn to Emma and kiss her before kissing Quinn's head. She wiggles in her car seat reaching for me and it breaks my heart to leave my little Princess, but I have no choice.
Santana's P.O.V:
I walk out of the bathroom, now wearing a clean white long sleeved shirt instead of that stupid "Daddy's Little Snothead" one or whatever the fuck it's called. I don't mind this crap at home but school is my domain. I'll just tell Daddy I spilled something on it. I spot Brittany in the hallway and go over to her. "Hey baby," I say. She smiles and kisses me.
"Hey Tana! How was your weekend?" I roll my eyes.
"Family pictures for our Christmas cards. I had to wear a dress and ick." She smiles and kisses me again, linking her arms with me as we walk off.
Finn's P.O.V:
I feel my diaper sagging as I walk down the hall to Mommy's office. I raced out of Biology as soon as it happened so no one could notice…especially not Puck. I reach her office and see her feeding Quinny a bottle. She looks up and smiles. "Hey there Duckling," she coos. "Mommy will be with you in a minute." She finishes up with Quinn and then straps her into her walker. She picks me up and sniffs my bottom. "Oh Finny! Did Mommy's wittle Duckling go poo poo?" I nod shyly and she lays me down onto the matt on the floor. She takes off my pants and quickly changes my diaper, adding on lots of powder. Once she's done, she puts my pants back on. "All better," she coos, tickling me under my chin and pinching my cheeks, squeezing them together. I giggle and swat her hand away. She picks me up and sets me next to Quinny. I play peek-a-boo with her until Mommy brings over my applesauce. She feeds me and then wipes off my face. The bell rings and I stand up. "Now back to class little one," she coos.
Santana's P.O.V:
Daddy and Mommy leave my room after tucking me in. I get out of bed and take off my Sesame Street pajamas and dig through my closet for something that won't make me look like a little girl. I grab a flowery shirt with ruffle sleeves and cut off the sleeves and make the shirt into a crop top. I then take a white skirt and cut it down to a mini-skirt. I shake my hair out and put on some makeup I stole from Mommy. I throw my window open and shimmy down the drain pipe and run across the lawn and down the block to Brittany's awaiting car.
Will's P.O.V:
I walk out of Pumpkin(Rachel)'s room, shutting the door halfway behind me and make my way across the hall to check on the others. Quinny Bear and Duckling are both fast asleep, so I head to the next room to check on Princess, only to see her door open. Emma is standing in the middle of Santana's room, her eyes wide at the sight. There's scraps of fabric everywhere, Santana's bed hasn't been slept in and her window is open.
"She's…she's gone Will," Emma whispers, tears falling down her face. "Our baby is gone!" I wrap my arms around her, hugging her tight.
"Shhhhh Emmy, it's okay. We'll find her, don't worry."
And we do, her little bottom is going to be so sore!