Ike's funeral was 5 days ago and Kyle was now out of diapers. Kyle couldn't help but feel bad after what he did to his super best friend and his little brother. The Humancentipad was the last thing on his mind since he killed Ike. Kyle didn't care what Cartman said about him or his religion, why would he care when his Best friend was eating poop and getting tortured in more ways than one along with the fact that he murdered his beloved adopted little brother. Kyle then texted Steve and asked him to meet him at the Park next Friday. Kyle hoped that Stan will be fine until then.
Meanwhile at Apple HQ........
Stan was tied up on a table and Steve walked in with a bag of 20 pampers. Steve then caressed Stan's cheek because Stan was about to be punished for acting up last night.
Steve: Okay Baby, This is not going to be fun. I need you to fill all of these diapers.
Stan: That's...... hard.....d
(Steve puts a finger to his lips.)
Steve: Shhhhh. Daddy told you that you wouldn't like this punishment. Now you don't have to really begin peeing a few hours. So I'm gonna let you nap in your room and then put you back in here.
Steve then untied Stan and picked him up. Steve then put Stan into his stroller he made for Stan. Stan began to dosed off as he was pushed from the lab to Stan's bedroom. Steve took the sleeping Stan out of the stroller into his bed. Steve then went outside to the mailbox. Steve saw Kyle's letter.
Steve: Oh so my former middle wants to take away my baby. I don't care that Stan has TBDL he's my baby and nobody will take him away from me.
Steve then crumpled up Kyle's later and began filling up multiple bottles of water for Stan when he wakes up from his nap and if Stan won't drink the bottle, Steve prepared a tickling machine and the urine sucking tube. As Steve was busy the other workers were taking care of the Humancentipad. Steve goes back into Stan's room and Stan was beginning to stir a little bit. Steve then took off Stan's shirt to prevent it from getting all sweaty. Stan then slowly opened his eyes and yawned. Stan then picked up Stan and put him into the stroller. Stan kicked a little but then stopped and laid back as he was heading into the lab for his wetting punishment.
