Not a request!
L! Slimecicle 3-5
Caregiver Quackity
I don't really give myself prompts I just get a pairing and see where it goes lol. Kind of a shorter story but I still think it's good!
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Being human was a weird concept to Charlie, he had the body of an adult but sometimes he felt like mentally he was younger. He thought this was a normal occurrence for humans but when he brought this up to Quackity he found out that it only happens to some people. What Charlie was experiencing was age regression and Quackity was quick to swoop in and provide care when he needed it. Quackity knew what it was, being a caregiver prior to Las Nevadas and was happy to be in that position again, but Charlie being not entirely human was always interesting when he dropped and always provided chaos.
Quackity was checking up on the buildings in Las Nevada's when he saw Slimecicle rummaging through a chest. Normally if he needed something he would just ask Quackity except for if he was regressed he would just look out of curiosity and end up finding trouble. Just as he was about to approach Charlie, the little looked up at him before bolting in the other direction with something in his hand. "No no no no no!" Quackity said chasing after Charlie trying to grab whatever the little had before he put it in his mouth. Slimecicle just laughed as he ran from his caregiver "Charlie! stop!" He yelled running after him. Charlie continued to run until he cornered himself in one of the buildings, "Charlie. What do you have?" Big Q asked while Charlie hid his hands behind his back. Charlie giggled refusing to reveal his hands "Charlie. Hand it over now" Quackity commanded sternly. Charlie pouted handing over a few pieces of stone. "You know we can't eat stone little man" the mentally older sighed "why don't we go get some real food?" Quackity offered reaching out a hand to Charlie.
Charlie grabbed Quackity's hand and they made their way to his house. Charlie sat down at the counter swinging his feet underneath it while Quackity got out his sippy cup and some fruit setting it in front of the little. "Q" Charlie called out, big Q humming in response "mad a' me?" He asked fiddling with the hem of his shirt.
Q set down the cup before pulling the little into his lap "I'm not mad bub, you just need to tell papa when you want food and not try to eat stone" Quackity explained kissing the mentally younger's cheek. "I got you some fruit!" The brunette said enthusiastically trying to change the topic. Quackity picked up an apple slice holding it up for Charlie to take, the little began to eat the fruit happily. "Isn't that better than rocks?" The mentally older asked Charlie humming happily in response.
After they finished their snack Slimecicle still had an abundant amount of energy and wanted to play so Quackity had suggested tag. The little quickly agreed, Quackity setting rules and boundaries if they were going to play before Quackity being "it" first. Giggles surrounded Las Nevada's as they played tag, they played for a long while before Charlie was exhausted "papa I'm tireddd" he drug out dramatically "I don' wanna play anymore" he whined leaning into Quackity's side.
"Why don't we go take a nap?" Quackity offered picking Charlie up and putting him on his hip. Charlie laid his head on the mentally older's shoulder tiredly as they went to Quackity's house. "Do you want to change out of those big boy clothes?" Quackity asked, the little nodding tiredly. Charlie was sat down on Quackity's bed as Quackity pulled out some pajamas for the little, "lift your arms up like this" he instructed throwing his own arms up for Charlie to follow.
Slimecicle followed as Quackity helped him change, laying down after he was done. Quackity turned to leave as Slimecicle shot a hand out for him, "stay wit me?" He slurred tiredly as Quackity tried his hardest not to awe at the younger. The older climbed into the bed resting the little in his lap as Charlie fell asleep for the time being
