Take 2 Times 2? Future Book 3?

25. Child

3860 Words

Any technology that is significantly more advanced then what we know about could be considered magic.

Huskies POV

    When I work up I had to remember that Max was now really small. Not just in mind, but in body as well. He now looked and I'm guessing, acted like, a 1 year old little boy. Before he fell asleep but after he shrunk, it seemed like he was slowly regressing. He went from being able to talk like an adult, to talking like a little kid. It sounded a little odd hearing an adult talking to you from a 1 year olds body. I guess that's what it would be like for past Max too. Knowing you're actually 15 but in a 1 year old's body. I'm sure he is really hating it right about now.

    My eyes shot open when I felt someone moving in bed with me. I had stripped down to my boxers when I decided to take a nap with my new little guy. The last thing he said before he passed out was a mumbled "Stay" so I did. And now there was a little boy all snuggled up to me trying to move closer to me under the covers. That, or he was trying to push me off the bed. Ether way, it was time to get up and let everyone else see what Max had become. Not to mention, find him some cloth to wear. The only thing I saw in that backpack of his were the diaper supplies. That was odd in its self, because I could have sworn that even that bag wasn't there before he put it on the table.

    I moved tucking the blanket between me and Max so he wouldn't fall off the bed as I got dressed. When I looked around I found one of the uniforms that everyone up here used sitting on the dresser. It was in my size so I guess someone put it there for me. There wasn't a second one there for Max, so I guessed that they didn't have any that would fit him. That would have to change, and soon. I will not have my baby running around in just a diaper up here or anywhere else for that matter.

    I went to his backpack knowing that there were still at least 2 more diapers there. I thought he would need a change when he got up. But when I looked inside the bag there were 3 diapers there. I pulled them out thinking that I just did see them. I wanted to know what else was in the bag. Not much should have been able to fit in such a small bag after the 4 diapers. But under those I found baby powder, wipes, baby lotion, Bubble bath, and even some clothes. Now I know something was really off about that bag now. Maybe half of that stuff would have fit in any normal bag this size.

    Something else I was not expecting was one set of his clothes. It was an exact copy of the furry suit I made. Only this suit would fit him perfectly. The face covering and the head of it, was a hood that could be pushed back if he didn't want to use it. It even would go on like a long shirt. So all I would have to do is pull it over his head all the way down then snap the legs closed. Then when he needed a butt change, unsnap the crotch and change him. This was an extent design and I was definitely putting him in this first. As I looked at it a little closer I could see that it had a collar attached to it. The collar had little dog tags attached to it. I looked at the dog tags and each one had a different name on them. They were all of our names Daddy Husky, Mama Bear, Papa Panther, Brother Wolf, Uncle Bull, Father Jack, and Sister Sam. They were all really small and really lite too. They looked homemade but really well done. Then I looked at the suit and saw that it was homemade as well. It was tailored to fit him exactly at this age and size. And the cloth on the outside, felt like real fur. It was very soft and at the same time really strong. At this point I just wanted to start petting it. But I didn't, much. I knew everyone would really want to hold him now. I wonder if that's why he made sure this was the first thing I saw?

    I noticed the lump under the covers start to move so I grabbed the supplies I needed and put them at the foot of the bed. Then I wen to my side and pulled on the covers a little. The lump moved some more until a head popped out the top. A smiling Max turned and stared at me. He didn't talk or babble, he just stuck his hands up to be picked up. Of corse I did and he immediately started grabbing my shirt and put his head on my shoulder. I rubbed his back for a little while as I walked around the room. But then I had to change him and get him something to eat, I heard his little tummy growl at me.