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Sonic dreamed his favorite dream, running and running in an endless vast open space leaving him plenty of room to push himself to the limit and making as many sonic booms as he could. Sometimes Shadow would be there too, giving him someone to race with, but this dream was a little different than normal.
He was alone, rapidly moving along the speed of sound; as he continued, was about to push ahead to make another sonic boom, he saw a cliff quickly coming up ahead. Sonic brakes digging his heels to the ground, trying to stop himself, but he was going too fast and fell over the cliff face, screaming until he landed with a thud! The narrow walls surrounding him vibrating from the impact. He covered his ears from the ringing and found himself standing...in a glass tube.
An alarmed expression crossed his face, looking up. He could see the opening where he fell in closing, "Nonononno!" He jumped to reach the top, hoping to pull himself out before it was too late, but he couldn't jump high enough. The top closed with a hiss, he resorted to punching and kicking the walls. Adrenaline pumping through his body, heart beating fast, sweating up a storm, he desperately tries to break himself out before the deadly gas is released. He looks up again, seeing said substance pour in twice as fast as last time; Sonic sucks in a deep breath, hoping that not inhaling the gas will save him.
The pink fumes completely envelop him for a few moments before it begins to disappear mysteriously; he gasps, gulping in the fresh air once it's gone, and begins to feel his body. Everything feels normal. He looks at his reflection to see he still looks like his 19-year-old self, "Whew!" Sonic weakly sighs in relief. His voice somehow changed to a higher pitch, but he doesn't give it a thought, "That was a close one." He chuckles and lazily gazes down his legs; his eyes shoot up as high as they could go when he spots something that definitely wasn't there before.
Wrapped around his waist is a big fluffy pink diaper. He stares at himself, eyes and mouth twitching wanting to scream and yank the thing off, but his body doesn't react. Instead, he blushes, a goofy smile creeps on his face, and he laughs in giddiness before everything fades into black.
Sonic blinks his eyes open, "Oh man," he slurs, the pacifier popping out of his mouth, "What a weird dream...what the?" he turns to the side, seeing tall bars surrounding him. "Am I in prison? No, wait...prisons aren't this comfortable and...don't have stuffed animals." He pushed away a plush cheetah he had apparently cuddled with during the night. He concluded wherever he was was not his shack, having not woken up in his hammock. Suddenly memories of what happened yesterday flooded his mind. "Oh, shit! All of that wasn't a dream...that, that really happened...oh my Chaos, that really happened!" He looked down at his body and the diaper hidden by the PJs in dismay; he teared up but held himself back from letting them go.
He wasn't a baby, he was a 19-year-old hedgehog, stuck in a 1-year-old body, and Tails, his best buddy and little brother, was going to fix him. "Yeah," he bolstered himself up, blinking the tears away, "Tails will fix this in no time, everything will go back to normal, and this can all be forgotten!"
Determined to keep his spirits up, he shakily pushed himself to his feet, "A-a-and one way is to get m-myself up and walking." he waved his little arms around trying to keep his balance, stumbling on the soft mattress, he grabbed the crib bars butt halfway up in the air. "Maybe should' a tried doing this on the actual floor." he mumbled, "But how to get out?" looking up, Sonic spotted the latch high up at the end of the crib. He smirked. Using the bars to steady himself, he slowly stumbled to the end, realizing he couldn't reach the latch at this current height. He eyed the stuffed animals thoughtfully, let himself go, and began collecting and stacking all the ones available. He climbed to the top, successfully reaching the latch, and released the bars.
The little hedgehog tumbled to the ground along with the plushies landing on his padded bottom, "Oof, well...at least this thing is good for something." he groaned, dusting himself off. Sonic tried again to stand on his feet. "Haha!" He cheered, standing straight up, but immediately dropped back on his butt when he tries to take a step, "Ohhhh." he whined, sitting upright again, "Guess I'm stuck with crawling for now." his repeated falls left him with a growing need to use the bathroom, not having gone since yesterday afternoon.
Quickly he rolled onto his knees, crawling to the bedroom door. Perfect. He thought sarcastically. The doorknob was up even higher than the latch, crawling back to the crib. He gathered all the plushies he could carry to the door, stacking them up again. It didn't even come close to the knob. He felt a tingling sensation indicating that he would have a used diaper if he didn't get out of the room soon. Sonic anxiously looked around for anything else he could use to give his makeshift ladder more height; spotting the toy chest, he crawled as fast as he could and began digging through its contents. He pulled out a; toy car, rattle, ball, key rings, a toy phone, stackable rings, and blocks.
Tossing the rest of the toys aside, Sonic pushed the blocks to the ladder, butt wiggling in the air. If he had been standing, he would be doing the potty dance right now, swiftly he tore down the plushie ladder stacking the blocks in its place, then added the plushies on top. Please let this work, please let this work, please let this work. He silently pleaded, climbing to the top. He stretched himself up to the handle, but it was still too far for him to reach; the ladder wobbled as Sonic futilely continued to extend himself. He was not going to go in the diaper. He'd rather explode.
Unstable ladder giving way, the little hoglet yelped, falling with his plushies again landing on his rump, a little bit of pee escaping. He instinctively put his hands in-between his legs crossing them, desperately trying to hold it in. His bladder felt like it was about to burst. Despite his desperate attempts, his body couldn't hold it anymore and gave in; he felt a warm sensation flood all around the front. Slowly the diaper expanded, the warm pee pressing against him, the footie pajamas restricting the diaper's expansion as he continued to go.
Sonic felt so ashamed of himself, a blush covering his face, tears welling up again as he tried to hide from no one there. He was supposed to be a hero, fully capable of taking on evil villains, destroying their weapons and robots, foiling their plans daily, and be able to wait and use the potty like a big boy. Yet, here he was in a nursery, having just wet himself like a little baby with a full diaper in the morning. He felt like a helpless baby and couldn't help but cry.
Being a female and, therefore, more attuned to the signs of a young one needing care, Amy awoke to the sound of a baby's cry. She rushed into the nursery, finding the little hoglet out of his crib, toys strewn all over the place, crying his eyes out, "Oh my goodness." she whispered. Amy immediately checked him over, making sure he wasn't hurt. With no sign of injury, she picked up and cradled the sobbing hedgie. Feeling under his bottom, Amy knew exactly what the problem was, "Oh, Sonniku, it's ok, it's ok. Don't worry, Mama will fix you right up." she cooed.
Sonic fussed when Amy felt the nasty wet diaper and continued to cry. He was so upset with himself and wanted out of this disgusting thing.
Amy gently laid him on the changing table, strapping him in, and bent down to grab the baby powder, wipes, and a new diaper. She set them aside, opening the snaps on his crotch, exposing the christened diaper. Sonic sniffed, wiping the tears from his eyes hiccuping as his pink friend cleaned him up. Amy opened the diaper, making sure to hold the front part in-between them a moment in case the cold air made him wet again. Lifting him by the ankles, she removed the used diaper, pulled out a wipe, and cleaned his area. Once clean, she put the wipe in the dirty diaper tossing it in the odor-protected pail.
Sonic shivered from the cold air and wipe. He looked away a small blush on his face and watched her throw away the dirty diaper hating that he thought of it as 'his diaper.' Though he was relieved to have the thing removed, the worst part was over.
She placed him in a new diaper and powdered his bottom; the powder hit his nose, easing his tension. He cutely smiled a bit, adding to the blush. This part of the diapering process was at least enjoyable. Amy warmly smiles when she sees him not upset anymore. Glad to see Sonic starting to warm up to the baby treatment, she pulls up the front nice and snug, tapping it closed, and snapped the purple footie back on. She couldn't resist his cute face and tickled his tummy, making him squeal, He's so cute, and his laughter is adorable! She gushed.
Finished with the change, she hoisted the now smiling baby hedgehog into her arms, "What d'ya say we get ourselves some breakfast?" she hummed. Sonic rested his head on her shoulder, nodding in agreement hoping today would be a better day.
The two left the nursery, making their way into the kitchen; she turned on the lights and placed Sonic into the high chair. "I'm thinking of making pancakes for us and giving you either yogurt or some cereal, which would you like?" Amy asked as she gathers all the necessary ingredients. She pulled out a cup of yogurt and a box of cereal, waiting for him to indicate which he wanted.
Thinking cereal might be easier to eat himself, he pointed to the box, "Cereal it is!" Amy says, placing a small bowl of dry cereal in front of him, "Do you need help?" Sonic shook his head, reaching into the bowl for a fist full of breakfast, and ate happily, noting in his head to stick with finger-friendly foods for now.
Shadow walked into the house a short time later, seeing Amy place freshly made pancakes, a bowl full of assorted berries, butter, and syrup on the table, "Morning Shadow!" she greeted. Shadow grunted, taking a seat plating himself up some breakfast, "I heard you get up early this morning. Where did you go?" Amy asked, plating herself some pancakes too. "I went out to go do my daily training exercises. I find early mornings a more efficient time to do them without any distractions." he grabbed a few strawberries and lightly poured the maple syrup on his pancakes, "At 3 in the morning?" she asked. "I don't require as much sleep." Amy was shocked and admittedly a bit jealous, "Wow, I bet that's nice you have more time to get a lot more done."
"Eh," he shrugged, taking a bite, "More time to be bored as well."
"Is that why you're so grouchy all the time?" Sonic asked, munching on the last bits of his cereal, "At least I don't need to sleep as much as some." Shadow quipped with a smirk, "At least I have a cheerful disposition!" Sonic smugly rebutted. "Wow!" Shadow said with fake shock, "I'm surprised the little baby knows such a big word! Did Tails teach you that one yesterday?" Sonic's cheeks turned as red as the strawberries.
This is exactly why he didn't tell anyone about his past. He looked down in shame; ears bent back. Shadow's smirk switched to a frown seeing Sonic's self-conscious reaction after saying that last part. He felt guilty, he understood and respected that some parts of one's history were not to be freely talked or joked about, and he had just overstepped that line.
"Hey, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that." he apologizes. Sonic didn't react, fiddling with his purple footie, "Actually, it's astonishing that you learned to talk when you did!" Sonic looked up, raising a brow, seeming to ask, 'really'?
"Yes, anyone else at that age wouldn't have been smart enough or bothered themselves to learn, but you must be pretty smart and perceptive to learn something that must have been difficult for you." Shadow reached out, picking up a strawberry, and placed it in front of the blue blur as a symbol of peace, softly smiling, "And I respect those who are open-minded." Sonic gazed at the peace offering then back at him. Shadow actually respects me?! Using both his hands, he grabbed the small (but to him, it was quite large) strawberry, smiled, and took a bite showing he accepted his apology.
Amy only understood half of the conversation but knew Shadow was being nice and clasped her hands up to her face. "Aaaaawwww! Shadow, that was so sweet!" Both male hedgehogs sweatdropped and blushed, forgetting that the pink one had watched the whole exchange. Thankfully a certain red echidna and yellow fox just walked in the door. "Hey, guys!" Tails waved, "How did last night go?"
"We had a few problems last night, but we got it all worked out," said Amy. "Have you gotten the results from the test yet?" Shadow asked. "No, I won't have those until tomorrow. Until then, I was thinking last night," Tails looked to Amy, "Amy, could you come with me to the tunnels? I wanna see if we can find anything that might help me fix Sonic on those computers."
"Sure, Tails! But...what about Sonic? Who's going to take care of him while we're gone?"
"Why not me and Shadow?" Knuckles asked. "I don't know... do you think you two can handle it?" she asked worriedly, "Please, I wouldn't be the Ultimate Life-form if I didn't know how to take care of an infant." Shadow scoffed, "Besides, someone has to watch Knucklehead over there and make sure the village is protected from Eggman."
"Ok, are you alright with that, Sonic?" Amy politely asked, "Yeah, it's cool. I don't wanna go back to those creepy tunnels anyway." he signed.
"Perfect. Let me just grab some stuff from my workshop, met me there when your ready, Amy."
"Ok, I'll be there in a few Tails."
"Cool! See ya later, guys!" Tails winked as he left.