The second Nick and Jeff saw the three boys burst through the dorm door, they immediately knew what had happened. They made haste in clearing off Sebastian's bed so that the couple could set him down on the mattress. Almost immediately, Bassy was rolling around on the comforter, gurgling and whining as he writhed around on the bed.
"Poor thing. You must be so uncomfortable in those big boy clothes, hm?" Blaine smiled while Kurt dug through his bag. He shivered a little. "God, it's freezing in here."
"Come on, Blaine. You haven't been gone that long. You know that the heating never works in the winter time." Jeff replied. "Don't you remember stealing all of those electric heaters from the administrator's office with us?"
"Well get some blankets or something. Bassy could catch a cold." Blaine said.
"That's why we have his jammies." Kurt crooned in a babyish voice as he pulled some adult-size footie pajamas out of his bag.
Nick snorted in surprise and grinned dumbly. "And where did you find that monstrosity?"
"We found it on Amazon. Isn't it adorable?" Kurt beamed.
Nick and Jeff gaped at the thing in horror. It was yellow, bright yellow. Cheerful chibi rabbits the color of Bassy's very own Poupèe littered the fabric, nibbling on neon carrots. It was so bright and cheerful and cute that Jeff wasn't sure if he found it sweet or blinding. "Well…" Nick cleared his throat. "I see you stuck with the yellow rabbit theme."
"Perfect, right? Come here, darling." The brunet crooned. "Pyjamas."
Blaine dropped himself onto the bed and his arms encircled around the skinny sixteen year old. "Come here." He grinned, tugging him into his lap so that Kurt could kneel in front of him and stick his kicking legs into the feet of the PJs.
"Can you get him to stop wriggling?" Kurt asked as he wrestled the soft fleece up his legs.
"I'm trying. Bassy's getting impatient." Blaine responded over the now-constant string of whines. He stood up, holding him securely as Kurt shimmied the pajamas up over his diaper and pushed his slender arms into the sleeves before zipping it up. Then he stepped back to marvel at it. "How adorable is that?" He beamed.
The soft fabric hung from Bassy's thin frame, making him look especially little. However, it was perfectly snug around his bottom and his diaper crinkled loudly as it rubbed against the fleece. Bassy did not care about how he looked, unlike his unofficial daddies. Once Blaine released him, he plopped himself down on his thickly padded behind and stuck his fingers in his mouth.
"And look." Kurt grinned, pointing between his legs at the snapped up crotch. "Don't even have to take it off for diaper changes."
Before anyone could reply, one of Bassy's shrill squeals turned everyone's attention towards him. He looked up at them with an extremely dissatisfied frown tainting his expression. He pulled shiny, slick fingers from his mouth and tried to clamber onto his knees, leaving a tiny swipe of saliva on the floor wherever he placed his hands. Crawling over to Kurt's messenger bag, he peeked in. He stuck his hand in and pulled out the empty plastic bag that had contained his footies. Uninterested, he cast it aside as nothing more than trash and clumsily seized the bottom of Kurt's bag, upturning it so that the contents spilled out onto the floor.
"Aren't you going to stop him?" Nick wondered when he noticed how impartial Kurt was being.
"Nah, he does this a lot." Kurt shrugged. "It's easier for him. Besides," he smirked. "I bought a little something else to keep him busy. He'll love it."
As promised, Bassy released an excited shriek as he picked up the four pack of Play-Doh and inspected the packaging.
"We agreed that Bassy needs a creative outlet to express himself." Blaine smiled proudly.
"Nothing too messy of course." Kurt stated.
"There's no way we would let him use paint or markers." The raven chuckled.
Bassy interrupted once more with a loud whine. He banged the four pack, bound together by strong plastic wrapping, on the carpeted floor. "Papa!"
"Oh, poor baby." Blaine smiled.
"C'est bon, mon pouisson." Kurt crooned as he fished some scissors out of the desk drawer and walked over. "Je peux t'aider." Taking the pack from Bassy's outstretched arms, he promptly snipped through the plastic restraints and freed the four separate containers.
Blaine scooped Sebastian up and carried him over to his desk, setting him in the wooden chair that had replaced his rolling one. He then assisted Kurt in removing the caps and dumping the colorful lumps out onto the desk's surface. "Assayes-tu." Kurt instructed firmly.
Bassy nodded quickly, eager to get his hands on the bright, intriguing blobs that sat before him. He seized the yellow one first, naturally. As it squished and conformed to his squeezing fingers, a smile spread across his face and he excitedly showed the other four his most epic of discoveries. He pressed the substance to his face, pulling back in surprise at the strong smell and his nose twitched before letting out a small sneeze.
The others laughed and left him to his own devices while they pulled out homework. As fun as it was to watch Bassy in all of his cute, innocent wonder, they did have other responsibilities, one of them being their academics. Luckily, the Play-Doh worked like a charm and the boys got almost an hour and a half worth of assignments done before Bassy required their attention again.
"Miam miam!" He announced.
"No, Bassy. It's not time for snack yet." Blaine stated, not even looking up from his text book.
"Miam miam." Bassy repeated, but this time he sounded a bit muffled. This time both boys looked up only to find Bassy's mouth stuffed with the yellow modeling clay.
"Oh God, Bassy! No!" Kurt said as he rushed over to him. Bassy immediately shut his mouth. "Ouvrez la bouche." The brunet ordered sternly.
"Mm-mm." Bassy shook his head.
"Oui, bèbè." Kurt ordered. "Cette instant."
"Nooooon." The baby replied stubbornly, whining loudly and beginning a struggle when Blaine gently grabbed ahold of his jaw and pried his mouth open. Nick and Jeff seized Bassy's arms and legs and together they held him down while Kurt dug into his mouth and pulled out chunk after chunk of the gloppy yellow substance. Once his cheeks were empty, Kurt unflinchingly took a finger and swiped it all around Bassy's mouth to check for any excess scraps.
"Alright, go rinse out his mouth while I take care of the Play-Doh." He told Blaine, who easily carried the little boy off to the bathroom.
"Well that turned out to be a success." Nick said sarcastically as Kurt dumped the unsalvageable pieces of clay into the trash. The rest of it went back in the containers and up on a high shelf that Bassy hardly knew existed, let alone how to reach it.
"His spit isn't yellow anymore, so I guess that's good." Blaine reported as he led Bassy out of the bathroom and onto his bed. He pulled the changing mat out of its place from the top drawer of Sebastian's dresser. It used to strictly be used as his underwear drawer, but with Bassy's frequent visits, half had been cleared for a small stack of diapers, powder, wipes, rash cream, and a plastic changing mat.
Kurt glanced up from his work and watch Blaine gather everything up in his arms. "Want some help?" He asked.
"Uh…I think I got it." Blaine smiled. He smoothed the mat out and patted it. Bassy clumsily crawled over and rested his bottom right smack in the center of the plastic before lying back and parting his legs, as was routine. Blaine unfolded the diaper and unsnapped the buttons on the sleeper, pushing the material up to reveal the swollen crotch of Bassy's yellowing diaper.
"Are you still making pipi?" Blaine asked him, pressing a hand up against the front. Feeling the rush of expanding warmth, he brought it away and waited patiently for him to finish. Once he was done, Bassy signaled him by squirming restlessly. Only then did Blaine slowly untape the diaper, watching carefully for any surprise spurts. It had only happened once, but that was definitely enough. It didn't take long to change him, practice makes perfect and all, and once Bassy was taped up in a fresh diaper, he snapped up the pajamas and set him in front of the TV. "Tu veux regarder un film?" He asked, looking through Nick and Jeff's Disney collection. He pulled out Beauty in the Beast. "What about this?"
Bassy's mouth twerked indecisively and after a moment of consideration, shook his head. He forced Blaine to hold up eight more movies: Cinderella, Pocahontas, Mulan, Snow White, Hunchback of Notre Dame, The Little Mermaid, and Sleeping Beauty before finally agreeing on Alice in Wonderland. Blaine, sighing in relief, stuck the DVD in and played the movie.
"I'll go make you a bottle."