⌚ New Experiences

32. The Other Surprise

Dawn was already lying spread out on the towel where she'd been unwrapped, so Paper just knelt down in front of her. She unfastened the tapes of the diaper, having a little difficulty because one was gummed on by a glob of formerly-melted cheese. While she did that, Spanky ducked down behind the piles of bubbles, peering nervously over the top. His heart was racing now; he knew he'd been a very bad kitten, but it was only now it was too late that he started to wonder what his punishment might be. Would Dawn get in trouble too, or would it be all down to him?

"I hope you're not getting uncomfortable, being wet all the time," Paper said, but Dawn didn't seem to be bothered anyway. "Maybe next time you can try to stay dry a little longer. Would you like that?" She managed to get the last tape free, and pulled the front of the diaper away. Spanky froze, expecting Dawn to react right away. Paper would probably pull the diaper up again to avoid too much mess, but she would probably soak the already-stained towel. But nothing seemed to be happening, and every second of anticipation seemed to be ratcheting up the tension for the kitten watching from his bath. Could it be that there was some kind of safeguard to keep them from wetting without a diaper properly applied? Would Spanky get in trouble without even the satisfaction of humiliating his sister?

Paper lifted Dawn by her legs, just enough to slide the wet diaper out from under her butt, and then folded it up into a little bundle and dropped it into the bin. Spanky gave a little sigh, realising that his big idea hadn't worked.

"Good girl," Paper said, and turned to reach for the baby wipes. Dawn nodded, giggled, and then started to pee. The stream arced through the air towards Paper while she was looking the other way, and Spanky found himself screwing his eyes up, dreading what would come next. This wasn't what he had intended at all, and he knew he was dead now. He'd thought Dawn might get in a little trouble for peeing as her diaper was unfastened, or they might assume it was just natural because she was a baby. He hadn't expected her to wait until the diaper was out of the way, he certainly hadn't wanted to make her pee on Mommy, and he hadn't realised a little kitten could pee so hard. He kept his eyes closed as he felt his own bladder releasing in sympathy.

"Dawn," Paper's voice was harsh, almost as strict as Lulu now. "I'm sure you know that was extremely naughty. Has someone been making you do things without telling me?"

"I didn't want to be wet again," she answered, "I thought if I do a wee before I got a clean diaper on, then I won't have an accident."

"That's... clever, I guess. But still naughty. You're going to get punished, you know that?"

Dawn's reply didn't include any words this time, just an incomprehensible mumble. Spanky finally plucked up the courage to open his eyes, and peered over the top of his bubble mountain. Paper was holding up a towel, which seemed to be quite soaked. Dawn was hiding behind her paws, she seemed both scared and embarrassed but also happy for some reason.

"Tell me it's an accident?" Paper glanced over at Dawn as she said it, "Tell me you couldn't help it, then it isn't your fault. Because if you peed on me deliberately, then I think I have to ask Lulu to handle your punishment."

Dawn shook her head, expression still hidden behind her paws. "I just wanted to do it quick, before I got a clean diaper on. Then I can stay dry like you said. I didn't mean to..."

Paper looked back and forth between the two cubs, trying to decide if she believed that. She must know, Spanky was sure, but she wasn't going to punish him yet. Not as long as Dawn kept her story straight. He felt bad about it now. He'd wanted to get his sister in trouble, that was the idea. But when she went along with it so easily, and went out of her way to take the blame, he felt like an awful bully. He promised himself he would never do that again.