Lil!Aimsey (0-2) and CG!ranboo
Relationship: platonic friends
Trigger warnings: slight panic attack, crying little
Plot: Aimsey and Ranboo were streaming together irl when a lot more people came in, stressing her out, and causing her to slip while she left for her room. ranboo notices the 'odd' behavior and ends stream, taking care of her.
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No one POV
Ranboo and Aimsey were just streaming to about 2,000 viewers. This was her average view count, so it was normal, until the people started rolling in.
They were just taking about how they were gonna meet up with the others soon, when the view count shot up about 6,000, making it 8,000. It was really rare for her to gain this much in one stream, but she tried to shake it off.
But the number grew higher and higher.
8,000
9,000
11,000
13,000
14,000
15,000
16,000
She realized that it went to 16,000 when she looked at her monitor. The number was there in her streamLabs. 16,000 people watching her. This would be a good occasion, but with the amount of stress that's been happening lately with meetups and conventions, she felt the fuzziness in her head.
"I'm gonna head to the bathroom, be right back." She excused herself from the chair and left the room. Ranboo knew this was odd behavior for her, since she never left her stream, no matter what the circumstance was. If she did, she would have told Ranboo to entertain chat. But she didn't.
"Hey chat, I think this is a good time to end. Please don't tell Aimsey next stream, I don't want to get in trouble." He awkwardly laughed, ending stream.
He got up from his chair and headed for the bathroom, he knocked. No response. The door was unlocked and the light was turned off so he assumed it was safe to walk in. The bathroom was empty. He went to the next place he suspected her to be. Her bedroom. (They stream in the office)
He walked up to the door, and knocked on it. "Aimsey? You in here?" He asked, trying to open the door. The door was locked. Of course it was.
Luckily, Tubbo taught him how to pick a lock a while back, so he could open it with a toothpick he found on the floor.
The room was dim. Ranboo looked around the room, finally finding her on the floor. She was curled up into a ball on the floor, head in between her knees. She was crying. He could tell.
He knelt down so they were sort of face to face. "Are you okay?" He asked, softening his voice a little bit.
She shook her head. "Too ma'y pe'ple watchin'" she mumbled into her arms. Ranboo sat there for a second, thinking on why she was acting this way. Then remembered his sister, who's also an age regressor. He put two and two together and finally realized that she was a little.
"Aims, how old are you feeling?" He asked. She lifted her head, and put up two fingers, than one, then settled on two. "Oh! Seems like we're feeling small small today. Wanna tell me where your little stuff is?" He asked. She got up and reached her hand under the bed, pulling a box from under.
She opened it. It revealed a bunch of paci's, sippy cups, small stuffed animals and fidget toys fit for young children.
He grabbed a plain blue paci and a stuffed elephant. She did grabby hands towards the stuffy. He gave it to her, and put the pacifier between her lips, she accepting it a few seconds after.
She laid there, while Ranboo looked up 'age regression' so he could learn more on how to take care of her.
After a few minutes of reading articles, he put his attention back to Aimsey, who was currently playing with the elephant and a new stuffy.
"Aims, time to eat." He said. She slowly got up, then sat back down. "Can you not get up by yourself?" She nodded. He picked her up, and took her to the kitchen. He sat her on the counter as he made her some milk. Not Angel milk, nonono. Normal, cold, milk.
He poured it in her sippy cup and gave it to her. She drank some of it, then put it down. "Do you not like it?" She shook her head, and ranboo took this as she liked it, but was full, so he put it in the fridge.
"Are you ready for sleep?" He asked, and she nodded slowly. Her eyes looked droopy. Ranboo picked her up and took her to the room. He laid her down onto the bed.
He looked around the drawer under the bed, and grabbed a few fuzzy blankets and covered her with it.
Aimsey slowly fell asleep as time went on. They'd have a friendly talk in the morning, if she's feeling big.
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Woo! First chapter of the oneshot book. I hope this is good, since it's my first one shot book, and I finally got my crap together and wrote something decent! I'm also dropping out of summer camp even though there's only 4 more days. Technically 3 for me if I decide to still go, because I'm getting my bottom braces off on Monday. Let's gooo! I can finally eat gum again.
I will be waiting for my watermelon gum.
Have a good day!
Word count: 916
