Wesker smiles at Chris and says "What does little Chrissy want for breakfast?"

Chris just glared at Wesker. The bastard knew he couldnt answer. Chris was still gagged. Wesker picked Chris up after changing him.

Chris whines as he feels the diaper is thicker than the last one. His crotch was still burning from the rash.

"Some oatmeal for my little Chrissy cause we have a busy day today Chrissy." Wesker says as he sits Chris in a highchair.

Chris squirms and kicks at Wesker to get free. Wesker grabs Chris's throat hard. Chris could feel the leather of Weskers glove as the man choked him.

"Chrissy must you try my patience! Training will come soon enough but for now settle down and get ready to eat." Wesker said his an eerily calm and eerie tone.

Wesker checked the oatmeal it still needed a few more minutes so he prepared Chris's bottle of formula.

Chris struggles to get free but Wesker had locked the tray and Chris couldnt budge it.

Wesker approached Chris and removed the pacifier gag and sat the bottle on the tray.

"Wesker's yous fucs...Wekser fuck you! Fucking let me go!" Chris stammered as he adjusted to talking with his missing teeth.

Wesker shook his head. "Oh Christopher maybe I should just feed you through a tube." Chris flinched as Wesker's rubbed his leather gloved hand on his cheek.

"Such a jumpy boy you are Christopher. Now lets get you fed as I said we have a very busy day today." Wesker says.

Chris didnt like the sound of that at all. He dicides to stall breakfast as best he could.

While Wesker was getting the oatmeal ready Chris asked "Can I have eggs?"

"Chrissy you're beeing silly eggs doesnt go with oatmeal." Wekser smiles as he brings the bowl over.

Wesker gets a spoonful and coos "Here comes the airplane little Chrissy." Chris kept his mouth shut as he was stalling.

Wesker didnt think Chirs was stalling he thought Chris was being a disrespectful brat. Wesker set the spoon back in the bowl.

Chris was relieved his plan to stall was working. Chris yelped in surpise and pain as Wekser slapped his face hard.

"Here come the plane." Wesker says again as he attempts to feed Chris again.

Chris opens his mouth but instead of swallowing he spits the oatmeal at Wesker. Chris was gonna stall this breakfast.

Wesker wiped the oatmeal from his face and cleaned his shades.

Chris was smiling content his plan of stalling was working. Chris got confused when Wesker unlocked the tray and put the oatmeal and bottle away.

"Wesker what are you doing?" Chris asks as Wesker picks him up and takes him to the nursery.

Wekser remained silent and didnt answer Chris. Chris squrimed in Weskers hold. "What are you doing Wekser bastard!" Chris yells as he struggles in vain to get free.

Wesker tossed Chris suddenly agaisnt the Nursery wall hall. Chris grunted in pain at the impact.

Chris tried to stand up but grunted as Wesker pressed his boot on his face. Wesker glared down at Chris as he pressed harder.

Chris grunted and grimaced from the increased pressure of the boot on his face. Chris grabbed Wesker's foot and tried his best to get it off him.

Chris couldn't even budge it. Wesler finally spoke "Christopher I was gonna start slow with your training but now well Christopher welcome to hell!"

Chris didnt have time to respond as Wesker kicked him so hard he knocked him out. Wesker dragged Chris's body to get him ready for hell.