Stuck as kid Delirious

Why do I look like a this?

Delirious/Jonathan POV

I blink awake but close my eyes turning away as the light was to bright for me. "Craig what the hell is happening!" Brock yelled panicked as I feel him hover over me. "I don't know! I don't know!" Craig yelled just as panicked pacing just to the right of me. I feel someone pick me up in there arms with a soft protective purr. I push away confused, There's no way Craig or Brock could lift me so who the fuck is touching me? 

"John! God John! Do you know who I am, Where you are, Or who you are!?" Craig yelled moving closer to me but making me frown from the booming voice. I frowned at how loud he was, making me close my eyes more from the volume. "Shut up Craig you're to fucking loud." I say softly as I grown but pause at how small my voice sounded. I blink and try to shake away the dizziness. "Shh Don't move to much." Brock said in a soft voice as he cupped my head and rocked back and forth. I push away confused. 'It's Brock that's holding me? What the fuck is he doing? Whats going on?' I look up and blink confused then look around wide eyed thinking I'm dreaming. How else would you explain how Brock is carrying me and oh I don't know how he's ten times bigger then me!? "Shh calm down I got you." Brock said as he rocks back and forth purring again. 'Yea the fact that you have me is whats freaking me the fuck out and stop that damn purring shit!'

"Shit. Shit. SHIT! What do we do!?" Craig yelled looking to Brock. "Craig don't cuss in front of him." Brock said sternly as he moved away from him. 'Great a giant Craig too!? What the fuck happened when I was pasted out?!' I wine out confused and from the small headache that was starting up. I then feel Brock hug me tighter. "Oh, no no no. Don't cry everything's okay. See! Silly face." Brock said as he held me out in front of him and made a dumb face. 'What the hell is he doing? God my head hurts. I want to hit him with that stupid looking face.' I frown closing my eyes to stop my self from actually hitting him.

"What do we do Brock. I mean we can take care of him, I really want to but what do we tell the guy's and how do we fix this. How do we get him back to normal. We don't even know how this happened in the first place." Craig said scared and pale looking around in hopes the answer is there. "We can tell them were caring for Johns kid. The rest we figure out at home. We run test after test but we do not hurt him." Brock said going back to rocking me back and forth. 'What the hell are they talking about? My kid? What kid? Test? Fuck no.' I shake my head turning away and my eyes glance over the clock on my wall and I freeze. 'Why is it so late!? I needed to fix the numbers by 10!' I push away from Brock but he has a good grip on me. "Down! Put me down!" I yelled but my voice came out soft and a bit whiny.

Brock slowly placed me down. And I start to feel how baggy my shirt really was. "Wow he talks really well for his age." Brock said looking to Craig then back to me with soft eyes. This ticked me off and the pain in my head didn't help with my mood. I turn to Brock and glare at him. I had to look up pretty far. "Are you making fun of me?" I frown at him. Why is he so damn tall!? Brock shook his head and bent down to get face to face with me. But he was still taller! "No No. I'm not making fun of you sweetie. You're just so smart." Brock said petting my head letting a purr out.

"You're creeping me out." I said moving away from him confused. Craig laughed a small bit and Brock just looked shocked. I looked at Brock for a bit longer but turned and went to my "office" to get my work done. I don't know what happened to Craig or Brock but they can fix them self's and when they do we can talk about what happened with me passing out. I thought to myself stopping in the hall then looking around seeing that everything was bigger. I then hear steps behind me. "Need the bathroom sweetie?" Brock asked bending down just a bit. I frown sighing then turn back to him confused about everything. "Don't make me hit you Brock. Just don't call me sweetie again that's all I ask." I said looking at him still thinking things over. Brock then went wide eyed. "John?" Brock called. I look at him confused. "What? Is something wrong? Is there something on me?" I said holding my arms out getting a bit annoyed with everything and I look down seeing how my shirt was dragging on the floor and how breezy it was down by my legs.

I frown then look at my hands. "John! You know who I am!? Can you tell me how old you are!?" Brock asked but I was stuck on how small my hands where. "John!" Brock calls again. "Uh yeah you're Brock and I'm 32. Um Brock why am I so small?" I ask confused looking away from my hands. "Craig!" Brock yells suddenly. I look at him then at Craig running to us. "Something happened!?" Craig asked looking at me worried. "It's John!" Brock yells turning back to me. Craig and I look at him confused. "Well who else could I be? Whatever, Craig what happened? Why am I so small?" I ask showing Craig my hands. "You got to be kidding me." Craig said falling to his knees. I frown. "Shit did that hurt? You dropped onto your knees pretty hard."I asked my omega side whining at Craig's possible pain.

Brock picks me up suddenly and runs opening the door to the bathroom and placing me on the counter top facing the mirror. I blink about five or six times but still see a small kid about 3 or 4 in the mirror blinking right back at me. I laugh out a bit then feel a smile form on my face. I turn to see Craig walk in face pale once again. I smile at him looking at the mirror then back at Brock and Craig.

I throw my hands up with a smile on my face. Thinking this is the funnest thing that happened in the last 5 years. "I'm Baby Lirious?... I'm baby Fucking lirious!" I yell out with confusion but find my laughter filling the room.