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Rikey - Little Cobra Kid

prompt: 17. Regression, but in an AU

Ray/Jet-Star: Caregiver
Mikey/Cobra-Kid: Regressor

TW: brief mention of shooting/fighting
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The great Fabulous Killjoys were fighting the droids, skillfully hiding behind large desert rocks to avoid the lasers, shooting the BL.ind droids down for good. Cobra was doing good for a while, though he felt himself slipping. There were too many close calls when he almost got hit, and the littles heart was racing so fast. Everything was so stressful. 

He tried his hardest to force away his little space, glancing at Jet and Party who were running out to get the last few droids, and then to Ghoul who was tending to a wound on his arm. He whimpered and slid to the ground, curling up. He couldn't force it away, and now he was small, scared, and tired. 

Jet and Party retreated back once the fight was over, the four fabulous killjoys winning as ussual. Party rushed over when he realized his boyfriend was injured, helping him. Jet walked calmly over to the little, already having an idea of what was happening. 

"Hey Angel. You okay?" He cooed softly, crouching down in front of him, putting a gentle hand on his knee. Cobra shook his head and made grabby hands for his daddy.

"Scared Daddy" He whimpered. Jet frowned and scooped him up, rubbing his back softly. 

"Its okay angel, you did so good. It's over now, we can go back home and play with some toys, yeah?" He said softly. Cobra nodded, cuddling into his chest. Jet carried him back to the killjoys Trans-Am, Party having helped Ghoul over to it. The 4 of them got in the car and drove back to their place, far off in the sunny desert. 

Once they got back, Mikey clung to his daddy for dear life, wanting all the physical comfort possible. Jet carried him inside and up to their bedroom, helping the little get changed into some jammies and handing him his stuffed animal. It was dirty and raggedy, but they found it on one of their many adventures, Mikey falling in love with it and keeping it. 

The two went back downstairs, Mikey sitting on the floor and playing with their DIY kids toys, handmade shakers, toy cars, and stuffed animals. The little giggled and played contently. While the Killjoy life could be stressful, it was times like this that all four of them appreciated. 

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375 words. Short and sweet :3