Charlie And Vaggie Age Regression oneshots

Separated

Summary: Permaregressor Vaggie has to go to daycare since Carmilla has meeting. Vaggie gets really bad separation anxiety and goes into a meltdown while there.

Notes: Longest oneshot i've ever written?

Featuring: Permaregressor and Autistic Vaggie

It was early in the morning and Carmilla was trying to get Vaggie to wake up. Today would be the permaregressed girl's first day at daycare. Even though she was not happy with the idea of being away from her Mami for more than an hour, she reluctantly complied. It was mainly because Carmilla promised that if she didn't like it, they would go out for ice cream.

However, waking up when the sun rose was pretty hard. Vaggie really wanted to go back to sleep and didn't want to do their normal morning routine.

"Vaggie, come on, Bebe, it's time to wake up," Carmilla lightly shook Vaggie. The girl whined in response.

After many tries of waking her up, (Giving her a glass of water, turning the lights on, playing some music) she finally got out of bed.

"Alright, sweetie, before we get you changed, you can tell me how old you are?" The overlord asked. They did age checks every morning and whenever it seemed like Vaggie dropped in age. Even though she mainly stayed at 4 or 5, she could easily drop into babyspace. Dropping into babyspace was quite common for her, so it was important to do these checks to make sure she was prepared for the day.

"Four..." Vaggie mumbled.

"You think you can get ready without the changing table?" She asked. Vaggie nodded.

"But can 'ou still help me?"

Carmilla smiled, "Of course, baby,"

After getting Vaggie changed into some overalls, a pullup (just in case), and her favorite socks and shoes, she started to do her hair. Usually, Vaggie would just have her hair down or on hot days, she would put it up in a pony tail. But today, Carmilla wanted to try something different to see if she would like it. She had braided her hair into two pigtails and had two red bows at the bottom. Vaggie gave her a thumbs up, saying that she liked it. It really made her look how she felt!

Once they got her backpack all ready with her communication cards, her paci, a diaper, her sippy cup, a few toys, her ear defenders and her lunch, Carmilla buckled Vaggie into her booster seat, before they started their drive to daycare.

Vaggie was still pretty sleepy so her anxiety wasn't all that bad. Until they pulled up to the daycare.

When Vaggie stepped inside the colorful building, holding her Mami's hand, she immediately got anxious. She could hear a bunch of other little's running around and yelling and she started to whine, holding her stuffed koala tightly to her chest. The noise was a little bit overwhelming but she was a big girl! She could handle it. Hopefully.

"Don't worry, Bebe, It will be okay. You'll make lots of new friends. Can you give me a few deep breaths?" Carmilla squeezed her hand lightly to give reassurance. Vaggie nodded and took a few breaths, feeling a little bit better when she was done. Whenever Carmilla would notice she was getting a little anxious, she would squeeze her hand and help her with some breathing exercises.