If Life Went My Way

Daycare Bullies

[Time forward: Play Place]

As I'm playing with my new friend Mark, the boy that was making fun of me before comes into the play area.
The other babies and I don't mind. We continue playing as if he's not even there. When the little boy goes up to one of the other "babies", I overhear this conversation:
"Can you please tell me where the bathroom is?" The little boy is doing the pee-pee dance. The baby he asked just looks at him confused.
"Hello! I said I need to go to the bathroom! Your an adult, your supposed to help me" the baby starts to get scared and cries so the little boy walks away to someone else. This time it's Mark and I.
"Can you show me where the bathroom is?" He says very snottily. I have to go to the bathroom myself so as he's asking me this I pee in my diapee. He watches me do this with disgust, I just smile.
"Ew! Your an adult, why are you peeing in a diaper! That's what babies do!" He pretty much screams this in my face so I begin to cry. Mark crawls to me to hug me and make me feel better.
But the little boy isn't done there. He gets in both of our faces and starts yelling at us that we're babies and he's gonna tell his mom that the adults here weren't helping him and that I peed in my diaper. Mark and I are bawling at this point until someone finally hears the boy.
It was the nice cashier man and he looked very concerned.
"What's going on?" The little boy put on the little angel face.
"They started laughing at me because I didn't know where the bathroom was. And then the mean girl peed in her diaper in front of me just because I can't" the man wasn't buying any of this.
"Are you sure? Because one of the other babies said you were yelling at them for not showing you the bathroom. And from what I heard, you were doing the same thing here" the boys face was stark white. He then continued to pee his pants on the floor. Seeing him pee made me pee a lot.
I had already peed quite a bit prior to this so my diapee leaked almost as soon as I began to pee. I also had to poo-poo so I grunted and pushed and felt the seat of my butt get very warm and sticky. I began to wail as I realized I was leaking all over. The little boy was also crying and yelling that if I had showed him the bathroom, none of this would have happened.
The man first cleaned up the boy and gave him a pull-up and a new pair of shorts. Then he cleaned me up and gave me a new onesie(it was pink and had dinosaurs on it). He carried me back over to Mark and we went back to playing with my blocks.
About an hour goes by and the boy hasn't yelled at anyone else. He just sat in the corner on his DS. At one point, while I'm watching him, I see his face go very red. And then he sits up very fast and goes to an adult. He tugs the adults sleeve and whispers something to them. The adult then says:
"Well if your wearing a pull-up, just go" the boy stares at her in astonishment. Then he goes back to his DS. But he doesn't sit on the chair, he squats in front of it. I watch as the seat of his pants slightly bulge. They continue to bulge for 15 seconds, then he stops. Watching this makes me have to make a poo-poo too. I poo a small poo-poo and go back to my blocks.
I found myself looking at the boy again, this time he's very relaxed looking. I think he's making a pee-pee. I watch, his pants begin to get dark, meaning he peed too much. He suddenly sees what he's doing and tries to stop the flow. But he's almost done by the time he sees. So he runs to the adult again and she just sighs and picks him up.
He's brought to a changing table and is changed. He's put in another pull-up but this time he doesn't get shorts, so the adults can see when he needs a change.
He goes and plays with his DS again until it dies. So he gets bored and starts watching some of the other babies play. He starts watching me in particular. At some point he must have wanted to play too, so he just starts taking my blocks away from Mark and I like their his. I go to take them back and he just pulls away.
"These are for little kids. Your just an adult in a diaper" I begin to scream and try to forcefully take them back but he just takes them all and runs back to where he was sitting before.
The nice man comes over to us and calms us down before asking what's wrong. I point to the boy and he knows those blocks are mine so he takes action.
He walks over to the boy and nicely speaks to him:
"Excuse me little boy, I think those blocks were already being used" the boy looks up at him innocently and gives him a "Nah-uh". The worker is still very nice about it.
"I think so. Because I know those blocks belong to that girl over there"(He points to me)." So I know they were being used. I'm sure she would let you play with them with her" the boy looks at him like he's stupid.
"No. She wouldn't let me play with them. I already asked"
"So you took them from her? I don't think that's very nice" he's still being nice to the boy. "Don't you think you could have used the blocks that aren't being used?" He motions to the other blocks.
"But those are hers. These are the ones you guys have"
"No. I sold those blocks to her and her mommy a few days ago" the boy turns white.
"Well she doesn't need them! She's not a baby!" The worker is taken aback by this.
"And your not an adult that can decide wether a person uses toys or not. So please give them back and say your sorry" the man is now stern. The boy looks defeated and his diapee turns yellow.
The boy gathers all my blocks and walks over to me. Instead of putting them on the ground and apologising like he was supposed to, he throws them in my face very hard and runs off. A corner of one hits me directly in the eye.
I'm done playing nice. I stand up with enough force that I almost fall back down. I angrily stomp over to the boy and get in his face, now towering over him, making him very scared. And use the voice I rarely used when I was growing up, it's my very low and angry voice.
"Listen here you little brat! That hurt! And he told you to give them back and apologise! NOW apologise or I will make you! And after this, DON'T YOU DARE, try to come near me or my friends again!" He's near tears. All eyes in the play pen are on us.
"I'M SORRY!!!!!!" He frantically waves his hands in my face slapping me a few times until I backed my face out of his. I wanted to hit him so bad, but I held back.
During all this, all the adults were stunned at my outburst as I sat back down. After a minute I felt myself get lifted off the ground. It was Crysty. She put her hand under my butt, which hurt a lot. She noticed this and took me to the changing table and gave me some rash cream, instantly soothing the pain. She then gave me a bottle as I relaxed and drifted to sleep.
When I woke up, it was dark and I was outside in my stroller. I really needed to pee-pee so I just did. It felt nice and warm while I was outside. I saw a bottle lower in front of my face from above my sunshield and happily took it and began to suck on it.
I fell back asleep on the highway home but I wanted my binkie. I began to cry for it and make grabby hands. Mommy gave me my binkie and I grabbed it and sucked it as I fell asleep.