The Rebirth (Age-Regression)

Chapter Twelve

Aria POV:

A tiny yawn escapes me as I slowly wake up. My arms are held tightly in my swaddle, and I'm laying in my bassinet. After yesterday's bath, and subsequent argument between Anya and Maxim, we went back upstairs and chilled up here for the rest of the day.

Well, they chilled and I cried whenever I found the energy to.

I can hear Anya and Maxim moving around the room and the rustle of clothes as they slip them onto their bodies. "Do we have to go? I would rather stay here with the baby. Those people are sharks, Maxim." Anya whines.

"Yes, we have to go. They may be sharks, but they're also my friends. They all want to meet Aria. I promise they'll be on their best behavior." Maxim replies.

A tiny cry leaves my mouth, catching their attention. Anya walks over to my bassinet and leans down, cooing over me. "Is my baby awake? Good morning, peanut." She whispers as she lifts me out of the baby jail I was in.

She rests my head on her upper chest with her palm against the back of my head. Maxim walks over and gently strokes his finger down my cheek. "We're going to see some of Daddy's friends. They're so excited to meet you, peanut."

Yeah, meeting Maxim's celebrity friends was not something I wanted to do today.

"Let's get you dressed so we can go." Anya lays me down on the bed and undoes my swaddle. My arms fly out and I stretch my arms above my head.

That thing is comfortable, but being wrapped up tight for a while leaves me with the need to stretch.

"You're stinky, peanut!" Maxim says while dramatically breathing out of his nose.

Yeah, I'm stinky. You guys made me into a baby that shits in it's own pants. Of course I'm going to be stinky. "Here, this should fit her." Maxim passes over some clothes and Anya thanks him.

She strips me out of the onesie I'm wearing, then quickly changes my stinky diaper. I'm dressed in a frilly pink dress, white tights, a large white hair bow, some baby mitts so I don't scratch my own face, and tiny shoes that are too big for my feet. "Aww! She's adorable." Anya says as she lifts me off the bed.

I'm placed in my carseat and buckled into it. "Shouldn't you nurse her before we leave?" Maxim asks curiously.

Yeah, this bitch forgot to feed me.

"No, she's not showing hunger signs right now. If she gets hungry, I'll nurse her at your little get together." Anya replies, her voice full of attitude.

I swear her attitude has gotten worse since she gave birth to me. It must be all the hormones filling her body. Not to mention, I keep her up most of the night simply because I can.

"If she screams in the car, you better not give her a pacifier." Maxim warns.

So they're still on about that little argument. It's petty at this point. "Fine, whatever. Let's just go." Anya picks up my carseat and walks out of the room.

There's no blanket over my legs and I shiver a little bit. My legs curl up against my chest and a little shiver shakes my body. "She's cold, hun." Maxim tells Anya as he grabs my baby blanket.

It's placed over my legs and I coo happily. "You like that, huh?" Maxim asks as he leans over the carseat.

"We're going to be late!" Anya shrieks. The sound makes me smile and a tiny giggle leaves me.

It honestly sounds note like a hiccup, but it's enough to get their attention. Anya's eyes snap to me and she smiles happily. "Did you just giggle? I think you did!"