Agere Neo3 + Cg Captain

Battling Is Hard When You're Like This

1094 words
Cw: Incontinence due to injury, self-worth issues

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Neo's hands were shakey as she gripped the weapon, aiming it towards the dummy at the Captain's commands. She didn't know this place well, though, but knew that One and Two liked it.
Her body was tense. Everything hurt. All she wanted was to be the same as she was before. That stupid fucking bear deserved what he got.
She'd never be the same.

With a small click, the dummy exploded with her shot. She hated chargers. The squiffer was the only gun she could hold without it feeling like her arm was going to split apart.

"Good job, Neo. Try to keep aiming there, but switch to the third balloon before shooting," the Captain chided, adjusting Neo's grip for her. They were normally completely silent, or at least they had been until...

Neo charged the weapon before flicking it and shooting the dummy. It was to the far right.
"You did great!" their tone was sickeningly sweet, as though nothing was wrong. Everything was wrong. It was a stupid ruse and Neo hated it.
Neo was wearing multiple scratchy, cheap adult diapers on top of each other because she didn't have the money to buy anything decent. She had knee braces on. It took her forever to refill her ink. Her entire body ached because of a single attack that should've taken her out. Instead, she was stuck like this.

"Neo?"

The Captain's voice was a blur to her as she suddenly shoved the charger to the ground. Again, again, her body was already voiding its contents into the cheap briefs that barely worked. It made her want to cry. She was already crying. Tears spilled down her face as she choked back sobs. Neo could hear her smallfry begin to swarm toward her, garbling in salmonid and jumping up and down. All she wanted was to be normal again. Or to at least have the G to feel normal.
She could feel herself being pulled into a hug. It must be the Captain because she was nearly the same height as them. Almost instinctively she wraps her arms around them in return, her hands clutching their poncho. Neo's mind began to cloud almost instantly. It always did this when she felt even the slightest bit loved or cared for like she was returning to something familiar and so needed by her. She felt almost fuzzy, like she was mostly cotton fuzz in a body that wasn't quite hers. Sure, it was hers, but it just felt sort of different when she was like this. A kind of mental drop- a regression, of sorts.

"Hey, hey," the Captain's voice was barely a whisper, so soft and almost hard to hear. They rubbed soft circles into Neo's back as the other rested on the back of her head. "It'll be okay. Do you need to change? Then we can talk."

Oh, Neo hated that question. She hated that the Captain knew, even without words. The younger inkling could barely even mumble out a half-hearted "Mhm," before the Captain let go of her. She didn't want to be let go of, so she clutched them tighter, tears still spilling onto their shoulder.

"Do you want help?" that was an easier question. She knew it was a no, and saying no was a lot easier than saying yes. Slowly, she opened her maw.

"Yes."

Why did she say yes? That- That wasn't- she didn't need help, not at all. She didn't need to be carried like the Captain was doing now, picking her up with their battle-hardened arms. Neo could walk on her own, so why, just... Why was she going limp in their arms, her breathing beginning to soothe and her eyes fluttering shut? How did she find such comfort in being carried inside the cabin and being sat atop a changing mat as the Captain rubbed her cheek with their thumb? Why did it feel so pure and safe?
She barely even processed it as her shorts were very slowly removed, and the cheap briefs even slower. It was almost soothing as she stayed limp, letting herself get cleaned off by their literal superior- not friend or family- and changed. Neo didn't understand why the Captain did this. She didn't get how they could smile of all things, all while putting baby powder on her. And more importantly, she didn't understand why they were grabbing a clearly expensive diaper out for her, in her size. It had a print, different on the front and back, with thick padding and a blue core, not the plain white inside and outside with stretchy fabric that didn't quite work and had to be layered atop each other. Tears pricked the edges of her eyes as the Captain pulled up the back so it was under her and taped up the diaper. She didn't understand why they cared as much to even do this.

"There. I got you a better brand since I saw the ones you used didn't work right for you. If they make you uncomfortable, I'm sorry," the Captain paused as they rinsed their hands before pulling Neo's shorts back onto her. "They were the best brand I could find since they're made for heavier incontinence."

"Mmm?" Neo blinked open her eyes, focusing them slowly on the Captain. She had almost fallen asleep- how, she had no clue.

"Sleepy?"

"Mmmmm..."

"Thought so," the Captain picked Neo up and cradled her in their arms, grinning as they held her close. "You wanna drink some'n' before you nap?"

"I thought naps weren't allowed on th- hhh... the job," she mumbled, resting her head on the Captain's shoulder. The fuzz in her head always made her tired. It made it hard to speak, too. She had to put a lot of effort into even hissing a single word out.

"For Callie and Marie, sure," Captain chuckled, bringing her back outside the Cabin and laying Neo down on the cushions. "But you're just a tyke. Ya need more sleep."

"Mmm," Neo closed her eyes and relaxed on the fabric, letting herself go and leaving the last bit of the teenage mindset behind. She'd be protected here and she knew it- there was no point in denying it. Part of her still wanted to deny the fact that she was very clearly loved here, but she knew for sure that would be proven wrong time and time again. She was loved.

"Sleep well, Neo. I'll wake you up in a couple of hours, Marie's bringin' soup."

...

Neo likes soup.