About a month had passed and Drake was no longer in pain and bed ridden, but now, something else was happening.
Josh's grammy was staying over for the whole weekend!
Yup, the same woman that beat Drake in basketball was coming over.
And as everyone remembers, after Drake owned up to what he'd done and apologized, grammy ended up covering for him and they both made up.
Well now, Friday evening, she was coming over.
However, something to note is that she was never told that Drake is an age regressor.
Drake didn't want her to find out since he just gained her respect and started having a good relationship with her and worried that by her finding out, she'd start hating him again.
However, Josh was currently trying to convince his brother otherwise and to tell her.
"I'm telling you, grammy's cool. She won't have a problem with it." Josh said.
Drake just shook his head. "No, she can not know I'm like this. She'll think I'm weird or a loser or something."
Josh was shocked that Drake thought that. "She would never! She's really nice."
Drake, still not believing Josh's words said. "Whatever, I'm still not telling her."
A bit later, there was a knock at the door.
Josh then exclaimed. "Grammy's here!!!"
Josh ran to the door, Drake walking behind following him.
Josh opened the door to see his grandma.
With a big smile on Josh's face, he yelled out happily. "Grammy!"
His grandma, with a smile on her face as well, responded. "Joshie!!"
The two then shared a hug.
"Hey, grammy." Drake spoke, somewhat awkwardly.
She gave him a soft smile. "Hello, Drake."
That's when Drake internally panicked in his thoughts. 'I really want to go into little space right now, but I definitely can't now or at all this weekend while Grammy's here.'
He just went along with what was going on, hoping his want would just go away.
~
It was after dinner, Drake was sitting on the couch of his and Josh's room.
He was trying to stop himself from slipping since grammy was here.
But it was difficult, he really wanted to.
That's when Josh called from downstairs. "Drake, we're going to watch a movie. Come downstairs with us."
Drake thought about it for a moment but in the end decided he wanted to still spend time with his family.
He went downstairs, into the living room, and spoke. "Hey guys, what are we going to watch?"
Josh turned his head to see Drake before responding to his question. "We're going to watch scream."
Drake somewhat confused, seeing as Megan was also on the couch asked. "Wait, how come Megan's here then? It's a horror movie and Megan is eleven."
"Well, it's Megan so..." Josh answered, trailing off a bit at the end.
Drake put it together. "Ohh."
Josh then asked. "Yeah, so you wanna join us or what?"
Drake just nodded before sitting with the rest of the family to watch the movie.
~
Later in the movie, Drake was really on edge and trying not to slip, when eventually, there was a jump scare on the screen that scared Drake and made him slip involuntarily.
He then bursted into tears as he slipped into his headspace, scared out of his mind.
Everyone was worried, so the movie was paused.
That's when, their grandma asked. "Drake, what's wrong?"
Drake, through his tears, quickly stuttered out. "S-scawy."
Grammy, who was still worried for Drake, also became a little bit confused, hearing Drake talk in a baby voice randomly. "Wait, why are you talking like that?" She questioned.
Drake just continued crying, now knowing that Grammy knew his secret and would probably lose all respect for him.
Josh butted in and began explaining Drake's little space to their grandma.
"Oh, I see." She simply responded.
Josh then added. "Yeah, Drake was worried that you'd hate him for it, I have no idea why though, you're so chill."
Grammy just gave Drake a sympathetic look, before looking at her other grandson and saying. "Well that's okay, now he knows it's okay."
"Well." Josh began. "I'm going to take Drake upstairs and comfort him before getting him ready for bed, since I gave him a bedtime for when he's regressed, and that bedtime is coming up in a bit."
Josh lifted up Drake and walked to their room while still carrying Drake.
Drake at this point wasn't crying anymore but was trembling and still scared.
Josh kissed his brother on the cheek and began rubbing his back soothingly.
"Hey it's alright, it was just a movie, it's not real. Okay?" Josh said soothingly.
Drake just nodded.
"Here." Josh went and grabbed one of Drake's paci's. "You want one of these? It might help you feel better."
Drake nodded. "Yes pwease!"
Josh popped the pacifier in Drake's mouth. "There you go."
~
Later, Drake was ready for bed, Josh just had to tuck him in and read him a bedtime story.
That's when there was a light knock at their bedroom door.
Josh called out. "Who is it?"
"It's Grammy."
"Come in." Josh said.
Grammy went up to Drake and began speaking to him in a soothing voice. "Hey sweetie, are you still scared from that movie?"
Drake nodded his head. "Onwy a bit."
"Aww, I'm so sorry about that." She said, with a sad smile. She then turned to Josh and continued. "Joshie, is it okay if I read Drake a bedtime story?"
"Well I don't know." Josh looked to Drake. "Drake, you want Grammy to read you a story?"
"Yes pwease." He answered.
Their grandma got out a book from the shelf, sat on Drake's bed and began reading the story to him.
After the story was done, Drake had drifted off to sleep.
Grammy tucked Drake in and kissed him on the forehead.
Josh smiled. "You know, that's really sweet of you, Grammy."
"Well of course, he's my grandson too." She said simply.
"I love you, Grammy." Josh said, still smiling.
"I love you too Joshie." She then looked to Drake who was sleeping, and whispered. "And I also love you too, Drakey."
~
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