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👑MomoJirou🎧

When the school calls for the mandated vaccines to be done, Jirou is very scared, but Momo is there to help. (TW: needles)

Jirou had been dreading the day the class had to get their shots. They got a heads up a few days ago, and while Jirou used that time to submerge herself into her headspace in preparation, she was still scared to the point her stomach was churning.

Momo watched worriedly three seats behind her. She was aware Jirou didn't have the greatest time when it came to shots but her little looked about ready to pass out. It didn't help when the assistant nurse came in and directed them to the cafeteria where they were doing the vaccines either.

Luckily, Momo had a plan.

When they got to the cafeteria they were lucky they didn't have to stay in the single-file line, since there was a wait, the students got to hang out a little bit before they were called to cross the hospital curtain blocked area.

Class 1-b was also there, so Monoma easily made things worse and overwhelmed Jirou to the point she regressed and all but ran towards Momo.

Jirou uncharacteristically jumped into Momo's arms, she was beyond scared and tucked her face into Momo's neck, hiding from the crowds of rowdy people. Momo gladly held her.

"Momo! I don't want any shots... I wanna go home!" Jirou whined, loud enough for only Momo to hear.

"I know baby girl, but it has to be done. We can't have you getting sick later do we? It'll be as quick as possible."

"You pwomise?"

"I promise. Are you ready?"

"No!!"

Momo had to hold in her laugh, rubbing Jirou's back. "Okay okay, we'll hold off on it for now. Do you want to at least meet the nurse? She's really nice!"

Jirou's shoulders bunched up a bit before she answered with a little, "okay..."

Momo smiled, not replying verbally, but still readjusting Jirou in her arms so she was easier to carry. She spotted her family nurse practitioner waving for them to come over.

Her caregiver carefully and stealthily carried her around the crowd of students and followed the nurse behind the curtain. They were put in one of the more secluded station spots. Jirou started to shake, clutching Momo tighter, to which she murmured soothing assurances in the little's ear.

"Alrighty, I'm Bonnie, what's your name, little one?"

Momo had filled her trusted nurse practitioner in about Jirou's age regression and fear of needles and she was very supportive and personally came to the school for Jirou.

Jirou lifted her head from Momo's neck, surprised by the nurse's choice words. A part inside her made her feel at ease and she let out small. "Jirou."

The nurse smiled. "Hello, Jirou. Would you like to take a seat?"

Jirou looked at the chair, it looked daunting and scary. She quickly shook her head.

The nurse laughed, almost as if reading her thoughts. "I know it looks a little scary but it really isn't."

Still, the little didn't budge. Momo had to make accommodations and said, "Can she just sit on my lap?"

The nurse nodded. "Of course. Would you like to go first? Just so Jirou can see how easy it is?" She made sure Jirou was listening by saying her name.

It worked, Jirou sent a worried glance at Momo only to find her calm and not at all looking scared. It helped a little bit.

"Yes, that would be a good idea." Momo agreed and carefully took a seat, making sure Jirou was on her lap, comfortable, but still out of the nurse's way.