Changing a diaper

Vlad had only been on the road for a little while before Tori started to wail, and loudly. Vlad couldn't believe that a three week old infant was capable of shrieking that loudly. An odor reached Vlad's nose, making his eyes water. Tori needed a diaper change, and she needed one right now. Vlad quickly opened his window to try and release the odor from the inside of the car, and it worked a little bit. He pulled the car into a fast food restaurant, unbuckled her from her carseat, and walked briskly into the restaurant. He asked a cashier where the restroom was over Tori's shrieks. The cashier wrinkled his nose up, and pointed to the left. Vlad walked into the men's room and prayed that a diaper changing station was in there. God forbid that he would have to use the ladies room. He would be scorned as a pervert by any woman in there. A sigh of relief escaped Vlad as he saw a changing station mounted on the wall. He was turning red faced as he noticed several other men staring at him and the shrieking child. If he didn't change that diaper soon, he was pretty sure that someone would report him for child abuse. He pulled the table down and set Tori down on it. 'Okay, Vlad…You've faced much worse things than this…Surely, a full diaper isn't that scary...' He thought as he pulled the diaper tabs off. God, was he wrong. The smell was overpowering. It was so bad, that he almost threw up. But he couldn't give up. Not now. Tori had actually stopped crying for the moment. The other men in the restroom had gathered around Vlad, as if they had never seen a diaper. They too recoiled when the contents of Tori's diaper reached them. Red faced, Vlad grabbed Tori by her ankles, and quickly pulled the diaper out from underneath her. He thought he could hear someone in the room say a swear word as they saw what was in the diaper. Vlad could only stare. He probably looked like an idiot staring at the contents of a baby's diaper. Vlad gagged a bit as he wadded the diaper up in a ball, and carried it to the garbage can as if it was going to reach up and smack him in the face. The other men cleared the way as he threw the diaper into the trash can. Now came the hard part…Actually putting the clean diaper on the baby. Thankfully, he had thought to bring the diaper bag in with him. He had the wipes, powder and the diapers in that bag. Grimacing, he wiped Tori's bottom with a wipe from the canister, poured about half of the bottle of powder on her bottom, and then held the clean diaper in his hand. Stupidly, he asked aloud:

"Does anybody know how to change a diaper?" He asked, wide eyed. All of the men shook their heads no. Vlad sighed, about ready to admit defeat. That's when a gothic teenager walked into the restroom and took notice of the scene. He looked straight at Vlad, then at Tori.
"Don't know how to change a diaper, huh?" He asked in a monotone voice. Vlad nodded at the teen. The boy walked up to the changing table, took the diaper out of his hand, then cracked his knuckles.

"Watch and learn, old man." He said. Vlad took careful note at what he was doing. The boy grabbed Tori by her ankles, slid the diaper underneath her bottom, set her back down again, and sealed the diaper shut. He handed a now smiling Tori to Vlad. Vlad was absolutely dumbfounded.

"Nothing to it." Was all that he said before departing. Vlad could have cried in relief if he wasn't in a room full of other men. As he left the restroom, he thought he could hear cheering. Vlad strapped Tori into her seat, got into his side, buckled his seatbelt, and drove away. After about an hour or two, they finally reached his castle. Taking her out of her seat once again, he carried her into his castle and looked at her nestled in his arms.

"Welcome home, sweetie."