I don't own Glee.

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Rory opened his eyes. The clock read 6:10.

His diaper was full of urine, making it sag, the weight pulling his ass down to the bed like a magnet.

Now, he had just finished defecating, which made it worse.

He didn't want to wake the girl. And he wasn't allowed to change himself. So, helplessly, he fell back asleep until she came to check on him like every morning.

"Rory," her voice hummed.

"Huh?" He opened his eyes and yawned, looking at the clock. 6:14.

"I spilt milk, and I came in here to get a dry shirt. Your diaper stinks."

"Change me, please."

Suddenly, there was a ring from Rory's bag.

"That is my phone," he announced.

The girl hurried over to check the phone. "It's some girl named Brittany Pierce."

"The Pierces are my host family."

She answered the call. "Hello? It's six in the morning. Why are you calling?"

"Hi," Brittany's voice chimed through the speaker. "Oh my God, Rory leprechaun, I didn't know you were a girl!"

"This is his friend."

"Oh, well then, can you ask Rory leprechaun when my all-marshmallow Lucky Charms will be done?"

"I will. And, by the way, my daddy is rich, so you will get all the boxes of Lucky Charms your heart desires."

"That is so awesome!"

Rory squirmed, ansty. "Could I possibly get a new nappy sometime soon...?"

"Listen," the girl said to Brittany, "I have to go. Rory's getting a little cranky." She hung up before Brittany could reply and headed for the bed.