Chucky Series Shorts

Secret Revealed

Ok this is an apology for the last chapter, sorry for killing Lexy or whatever. But I now will give you fluff!

This is an age regression oneshot!! If you know nothing about what that is then I recommend doing some research about it and come back and read this! Also I used to make oneshots like these all the time so this isn't my first time ever writing about this!!

It's been a while since Jake last regressed, with all the schoolwork he has and just recently moving into his cousin's house. It's all been way too stressful and he just needed a break. He knew it was unhealthy to keep himself big for this long but he's never had the time to go little and play. Until now.

Junior, his aunt and uncle just left, they'd be gone for probably most of the night, it's time. He grabs his vans shoebox from his closet. Inside, laid his stuffies, bottle for when he was really little, sippy cup for when he felt a little bigger and some pacifiers. Usually, he'd keep his favorite blanky in there but it felt extra comforting to sleep with it every night.

Jake got his sippy cup, cleaned it out and filled it up with his favorite juice in the fridge then he ran back upstairs and got his pacifier and his favorite stuffie, Timothy. And laid in his bed, feet in the air as he turned the Peanuts Movie on his laptop. His favorite green blanky on top of him.

  He was close to the middle of the movie when someone barged into his room. It was Devon. Shit. Jake completely forgot he was coming over to study and spend the night. He throws the pacifier out of his mouth, it falling onto the floor. He begins to cry, nobody was ever supposed to catch him!

  Devon rushed to his side, the Peanuts Movie still playing in the back but it was ignored at the moment. He seemed to understand what was going on. He calmly shushed him, wrapping his arms around him. Even at hard times, Devon always knew what to say.

  Jake thought he could be big again to explain. And when he did, he just went right back down to being small. He couldn't do it for long, but he thinks Devon gets it.

"Do you need a caregiver?"
He asked, Jake nodded.

"Can I be your caregiver?"
Devon asked and once again, he nodded.

"Ok, come here baby."
He says, holding his arms out for a hug.

  Jake blabbed to him about everything. About Timothy, Bethany and Amy; his stuffies. He told him about his favorite shows and movies. Charlie Brown being one of them. Suddenly Devon gets up and grabs something off the floor and wipes it off with his t-shirt.

"I believe you dropped this."
It was his pacifier. The one he spat out when he first walked in the door.

Jake makes his little grabby hands and Devon gives it to him, plotting it into his mouth.

"Want to watch Charlie Brown?"
Devon asked.

  That wasn't even a question. They laid down on the bed, Jake clinging onto Devon, who had the laptop on his lap, putting the movie on.

  By the end, they were both asleep, cuddling and snoring with the blanky and all the stuffies surrounding them.