The Interview: Fack

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     It was the first morning of Comic Con, and the cast of IT had a day full of interviews. They were excited, of course, but a bit nervous, too. They didn't want to get a bad interviewer who made them uncomfortable, but that tended to happen quite often, so they weren't getting their hopes up. They were currently getting reddie for their first set of five interviews. They were sat down in a hotel room, each sitting in tall chairs. Except for Jack, who had to sit in Finn's lap due to the lack of one chair. Some hotel workers offered to get an extra chair, but Jack declined, saying that he was fine the way he was. Finn had just laughed, perfectly fine with his best friend sitting on him. They were always close to each other, no matter the situation, and Jack tended to have anxiety when he wasn't around Finn.

     They were about to start with the first interview, about five minutes to go. Jack was squirming around in Finn's lap, trying to get comfy.

     "Jack, stop squirming, bubs. Just lean back against me."

     "I have to pee."

     "Then go. You have some time."

     "It's okay. I can hold it."

     "Okay, if you think so. But stop squirming, angel. Just try not to think about it."

     Jack nodded, cuddling against Finn. The interviewer walked in, a smile on her face. The cameras were turned on.

     "Hello, everyone. I see we're all quite comfortable." She joked, nodding towards Jack. Jack giggled.

     "Yes ma'am."

     "Okay, so, I wanted to ask you all about first impressions of one another. You're all obviously quite close now, but we're there any nerves when you all first met?"

     "Yes and no," Sophia said, "I uh, I mean we were all a bit nervous, I guess, because we didn't really know each other, but we became close pretty quickly, I think."

     "Yeah, we're all like family." Jeremy said.

     "Nice. So, would you guys ever work together again if you got the chance after the IT franchise ends?"

     "Of course!" Jack said. "Finn and u were just talking about me auditioning for Stranger Things so that we can be working together again. I think it'd be a blast to see this goofball everyday."

     Finn smiled, picking the smaller boy up from his lap and turning him around so that his legs wrapped around Finn's waist.

     "I feel compelled to take care of this boy," Finn said, "he and I are very close friends, and we always look put for each other. Plus, he gives the best cuddles."

     Jack giggled, hiding his face in Finn's chest. Finn hugged the smaller boy, rocking him ever so slightly and giving him tiny forehead kisses. 

     "As you can see, we all love each other very much." Wyatt joked.

     The interviewer laughed before asking another question.

     Jack wasn't paying attention anymore. He had to pee so bad, and he was close to wetting himself. He whimpered slightly and began to squirm again in Finn's arms.

     "What's wrong Jackie?" Finn whispered.

     "Need to pee. Really bad."

     "I told you to potty before we started. You should've listened. We still have four interviews after this one before we are allowed a break, and each of them should be about ten minutes. You did this to yourself."

     Jack teared up, squeezing his legs together.

     "Sorry..." He cried softly, not being heard by anyone except Finn.

     "Baby, I wish I could take you potty, I really do, but I can't. We have to wait. Just cuddle up and try not to think about it. Do you wanna play?"

     Whenever Finn asked Jack if he wanted to play, he meant play around with each other's hands. It tended to help soothe Jack's anxiety.

     "Yes please."

     Finn grabbed Jack's hands and rubbed soothing circles onto them with his thumbs.

      "Just relax, angel. You're gonna be just fine."

     Jack knew Finn was trying to help, but his cute nicknames and his caring nature only made thing worse. Jack was now dribbling slightly, not enough to show, but he was terrified. What if he wet himself on camera?

     "F-finn, I'm peeing!" He whisper-yelled.

     "What?"

     "I-I'm peeing in my pants..." Jack softly cried.

     "Oh, angel, shhh, it's not showing yet, you're okay. Is it just dribbles?"

     "Mhmm..."

     "Aw, shh, I know you're scared, but you can hold it, baby doll. You've got this."

     "N-no, I'm not gonna make it."

     "Yes you are, darling! I believe in you. Calm down, angel, worrying won't do you any good."

     "Okay... Can you rock me?"

     "Of course baby boy." Finn began rocking the smaller boy slightly. He kissed the boy's forehead sweetly, hoping that his actions could distract Jack from his need to potty. Just in case, he put his hand at Jack's crotch. He wanted to know if Jack had really wet through his underwear, and he hadn't.

     "F-finn, will I get in trouble if I have an accident?"

     "I don't know baby boy. But it'll be okay. I promise."

     "Okay."

     Jack made it to the third interview, but he was literally crying (quietly, no one except Finn knew) and shaking with fear. Finn was now certain that Jack was going to wet himself, and he was prepared. He had told Jack to go potty earlier, so he had decided that if Jack did wet, he'd be diaper punished.

     And he was right.

     About two minutes into the interview, Jack whimpered and had an accident, pee streaming down his pants. Finn excused them from the interview with permission, and took Jack into the bathroom, where diapers were sold in case parents needed them. He found pink princess Pamper's and bought a whole pack, which only cost him a dollar, and he slipped two on Jack, knowing the boy was fully capable of wetting through both of them. He taped the confused and embarrassed boy up before picking him up and bouncing him, causing him to wet himself more.

     "This is your punishment, angel. You will from now on have to wear diapers that are visible to everyone at all times. No more big boy potty, only go in the diapers. Understood?"

     "Yes, Finnie."

     "That's Daddy to you. Now, if you need to slip into little space, Daddy is always here to help, okay?" Jack nodded, sucking his thumb. He felt better alreddie.

      "And if you're big, you'll still use the diapers and suck on pacis and drink out of bottles and do every other baby thing you do in little space, okay?"

     "Wes, Dada."

     "Sweet baby." Finn cooed, tickling the boy's tummy.

      Jack giggled. "Siwwy Dada! Dada you is the funniest Dada I has efwer known!"

     "Aw, thank you little princess. You're the cutest baby boy on earth."

      Jack giggled and blushed.

     "Tankoo Dada!"


     Part 2?

     

    

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