Jakes Special Vacation ✍️

Prologue

       "Honestly Jake I'm at my wits end with you! I mean what do you want me to do? Your gonna have to repeat your freshman year!"
       "Well mom I didn't learn anything anyway so maybe its for the best!"
        " 'Didn't learn anything,' I'll say! Tell me, how do you make a 15% in art!?"
        "I don't know," he says shrugging.
       She palms her forehead, says, "You know, honestly, I have no clue what I'm going to do with you! I've tried everything: spanking, talking it out, gentle parenting, not so gentle parenting. I mean seriously Jake you've been to DEAP 4 times this school year alone! Not to mention how many times you've been to ISS!"
       Jake knew that his mom was right, even if he didn't want to admit it. "You know what? I'm done Azalea!" He yelled angrily as he stormed off.
       "Don't you da-" she cut herself off when she realized it was no use. What I'm I going to do with him... she thought while pacing around the living room. Either way I'm going to have to do something about his behavior. He is very small for his age, having a height of only 3ft 5, you'd think he'd be a toddler rather than a 14 year old. And with his childish behavior to boot, you couldn't tell the difference. Hmm.

       Jake sat in idle agony waiting for his computer to turn on. Wanting to make the most out of his summer vacation, Jake didn't exactly plan on the windows start up screen being the only thing he saw for half of it. When the screen finally loaded, he clicked on his favorite game, slime rancher. While loading in, Jake received a text from one of his 'friends.' The term 'friend' in this instance means someone who only ever texts when they want to insult you or when they need something from you. Not wanting to be berated, Jake chose to ignore it and keep playing his game. 
       *knock* *knock* *knock*
Oh god, what the hell could she want? he thought to himself, saying aloud, "What do you want Azalea."
       "Can I come in please?"
       "Fine come in." he said flatly.
       While walking to Jake's bed she began to speak, "We're going to Florida, well I am at least. I'm inviting you but there will be a price. Now of course, there's two sides to every coin. Because I will not be here at home, you can either come with me or you can go to your aunts for the summer."
       Jake's aunt is absolutely horrid. Not only does she subscribe to the "anti-technology" strategy when it comes to kids. But she also lacks a heart, or a television. Spending a summer there would be the 14 year olds equivalent to hell on earth. "So, what does it take for me to go to Florida with you." Jake questioned.
       "I'll get to that. If you come with me there's one of two possible outcomes. One, you get homeschooled for a year. Two, you can get a new Xbox."
       "Wait, your offering me to stay at home for a whole year or an Xbox? Wait... what's the catch, mom."
       "Just my terms of you going with me. I want you to be my baby again." She said flatly.

    ...
    "Oh HELL no!"
"Hey hey, just think about it." She said as she was getting up to leave.
    "No no no, explain yourself."
    "Okay." She said while sitting back down, "You would be my baby. That would include things such as me giving you baths, feeding you, dressing you, among other things.
    "Define, other things mom. Wait do you mean dia-"
    "Yes, i mean diapers as well. You'll b-
    "Oh you've gotta be kid-"
    "Hold on! It wouldn't be an instant change it would be a gradual one. We'd start by just having me take care of your needs for a few days. You know things like bathing, feeding, you know stuff like that. Then, you'd start wearing pull-ups to bed." She stops for a second while he gawks, "The rest is a surprise but I'm sure you get the picture. Anyway I don't expect you to make a decision now so... I'll leave you to it."
She walked out while Jake was still staring off into the distance. A thousand thoughts were spinning in his head but, one was clear. Fuck no!