Espresso Agere Oneshot

Fluff Time

One morning as Espresso was just working in his lab (he hadn't slept the night before, what a workaholic) he felt his headspace slipping slowly, but surely. He finished up the experiment he was working on, and cleaned everything up.

He did his best to hold on to his big headspace until he got home. Espresso was lucky his home was so close to his lab, he wouldn't need to travel far. Because then he could regress at home without issues. Once he was done cleaning, he started to head home, trying his best to walk normally and not skip the whole way home.

Espresso Cookie's clothes were incredibly bothersome to him, so as soon as the door closed he ran to his closet to change out of the icky Big Espresso clothes, and changed into a much comfier onesie (hey, it had animals on it!) and some shorts. He felt himself dropping a lot quicker, so he got his Little Box out and chose a soft-mouth sippy cup with a dinosaur design. He walked (as best as he could despite being around 3 years old) into the kitchen and got some milk from the fridge to pour into it.

One he completed his little kitchen adventure, he walked back into his room and got a Chocolate Cakehound stuffie (which he had gotten for Christmas as a joke. It had ended up being his favorite gift.) that he lovingly named Fudge, and sat down on his bed that he rarely used.

Latte knocked on his bedroom door a few times (she had a house key, she didn't break in) to let him know she was there, and opened the door. "Ess- Oh, hello little one!" she corrected herself seeing the little with his stuffed animal and sippy cup. He waved a little bit at his (technically twin) sister. "Gingerbrave needed you for something, but it's not urgent, so I can take your place. After all a.." She paused, "How old are you right now?" she asked. Espresso held up 3 fingers, "Around 3? Well, a 3 year old shouldn't be in battle, huh?" Espresso shook his head.

"I'll see you later, then, little buddy!" she called as she left his house. Espresso went back over to his box and picked out a Crocodile pacifier clip and a Blue's Clues pacifier. He also got his phone and loaded up an age regression music playlist (Made by Milk Cookie, a caregiver. He had no idea he was one before!) as he played with his Cakehound plushie, Fudge. He made them "talk" (it was really just babbling, he was so small at the moment) to another stuffie he had, a Build-A-Bear dog he had got with Latte on a trip once in littlespace. (Why is there a Build-A-Bear? I don't know. They're talking Cookies.) He had actually found Yam was a little too! They agreed not to tell anyone else (thankfully.)

Eventually, he did get tired, and his milk was gone, so he put the little box away (he still had his stuffies and his pacifier of course! He needed his friends to sleep comfortably. He would keep the sippy cup out so he would remember to wash it later.) and got into his bed, with Fudge in his arms.

After a little bit of trying, he got to sleep (if only he did that while big, too!) and if Latte came to check on him later, finding him asleep and tucking him in a bit more, no she absolutely did not.