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Here you go, SweetSpicySaff I hope this is what you wanted!
Warnings: small panic attacks
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Patton was in his room, playing with toys, using a baby blue paci, and wearing his cat onesie. He couldn't be happier in the moment.
He let out a soft giggle as he built his block tower, using all the blocks, and making it as tall as possible!
He then panicked when he heard a knock. He gasped, and quickly tried to clean up. He hid the blocks under his bed, and went to move everything else, but it was too late.
"Salutations, Patton. I am-" Logan froze as he saw the little. Patton had tears in his eyes. Virgil was right behind them, and his eyes widened when he saw Patton.
The two were confused as ever. And Logan was having a hard time handling that fact.
Patton burst into tears. Virgil panicked and ran over to him, holding him close and rocking him back and forth. He hushed him softly.
Logan shut the door and sat on the bed, quickly going on his phone and researching what was going on.
Patton sniffled into Virgil's chest, looking up at him with wide eyes. "I'm sowwy..." he cried.
Virgil shook his head. "Don't be Pat... Lo and I are just a little confused about what's going on..." he said.
"According to many websites, it says age regression." Logan interrupted.
"Age what-?"
"Age regression." Logan repeated. "It's a coping mechanism where one mentally reverts back to the state of a child."
"I'm twee!" Patton giggled, holding up three fingers. Logan nodded in response.
"Do you have a caregiver Patton?" Logan asked.
Patton sniffled and shook his head. "Nu uh..."
Virgil nodded. "So- what can we do?"
"Everything says to help, and basically treat the little, or Patton in this case, as we would treat a child."
Virgil nodded once more. Patton then giggled. "Yway! Ywou cwans hewp mwes wif mwy tower!" He smiled, clapping happily. He crawled out of Virgil's lap, and grabbed the blocks from under his bed. The two smiled and watched him.
Logan sat on the floor with the other two, as they played and talked.
The hours flew by, as it was already 9:00 pm.
Patton pouted when Logan said it was bed time. Virgil sighed. "Cmon kiddo... it's getting late for a little baby like you." He cooed. Patton giggled and squirmed.
"Otay! Bwut cwan I hwave swippy?" Patton asked with a pout.
Logan nodded. "What would you like, little one?"
"Angel Milk!" Patton squealed.
"I'll be right back." Logan nodded, grabbing a sippy cup from where Patton had shown them previously. He shut the door behind him.
Virgil got Patton tucked into bed with a small smile. The little made grabby hands for Virgil. "Cwuddwes! Pwease?!" He said, with an irresistible pout.
Virgil chuckled fondly and nodded. "Of course, anything for you puppy." Patton squealed happily again, and nuzzled into Virgil's chest.
Logan came back shortly with the bottle of Angel Milk. He handed it to Patton, who instantly latched his mouth onto it. He smiled at the sweet liquid and slowly closed his eyes.
The three cuddled on the bed happily with a small smile.
They couldn't wait to continue caring for their little.
