Sandersides Oneshots

Babies Need Sleep!

1088 words, not including this part.
Um... Emile's a little insane in this oneshot. So, yeah-

Tw:Insane!Emile, being forced to act like a baby, kidnapping, swearing, mentions of punishment (Remy doesn't actually get punished, or threatened. Emile jsut mentions it.) I think that's it, but if there's any more I should add please tell me. Thank you, and enjoy my weird writing-

Emile watched Remy from the window, angry. His baby wasn't sleeping properly! I'll have to fix that,he thought to himself as he looked around. The starry night sky always made him feel calmer, dissolving his anger into a gentle annoyance.
"Haven't slept in four days. Gone longer before, but that was before I got grounded. Grounded means not enough coffee. Not enough coffee means sleep. Hhhhhhh-" Remy complained, groaning into his pillow. He sighed, pulling the hood of his hoodie up higher as he closed his eyes.
"Maybe a little sleep won't hurt." He mumbled, drifting out of consciousness. Emile's eyes lit up,knowing this was the perfect opportunity. Remy would be perfectly cared for now!

It was around two in the afternoon when Remy eventually woke up, rubbing his eyes as he yawned. He sat up, confused. He definitely wasn't in his own room, since normally he would be greeted by a strong sence of coffee and grey walls. Instead, he could smell flowers and.. Baby powder? Remy shook his head. No, he was jsut being silly. He looked at the white walls, only now noticing the light pink childish patterns.
"Where am I?" He asked himself, trying to understand things. He lowered his head slightly, eyes widening when he saw the white bars.
"The fuck?!" Remy went to pull his hood up when he realised he wasn't wearing the hoodie he had gone to bed in. He slowly looked down, slightly scared. His fear grew as he realised he was wearing a thick diaper and a white top that said
'Sassy Baby!' on it in black writing.
"I'm so fucking confused.." He whispered, his head in his hands.
"Swearing is bad." a voice said. Remy's head shot up. He couldn't have any one see him like this, it was so embarrassing! He was the most popular kid in school, with rich parents and anything he could ever want. What if someone he knew saw him? He'd be a laughing stock!
"Aww, is my little baby shy?" the voice cooed, getting closer as Remy hid under a blanket. "Oh no! Where'd he go?" it continued, teasing the embarrassed man as it moved the blanket. Remy turned bright red. He could finally see who the voice belonged to and it was..
"Emile?!" He said in a shocked voice. Remy couldn't believe this. He had been kidnapped and dressed like a baby by the kid he ahd bullied for years. Emile tutted.
"Uh-uh, Baby. It's Daddy to you." He said, smiling brightly.
"Where the fuck am I? What do you think you're doing, bitch? I swear to god-!" Remy was cut off by Emile growling.
"I said, swearing bad! Clearly, we need to go over the rules." He said, obviously angry. Remy nodded slowly, scared again. Emile smiled, picking him up and holding him on his hip.
"Always listen to me. I am your daddy and you are my baby, therefor I am in charge. Number two,you will call me daddy, and nothing else. Three, you do what I tell you when I tell you. Do not try think outside the box, because it will result in punishment. Number four, you will reduce your speaking, no proper sentences or proper words. Of course, this has some exceptions. Number five, potty words are a nono." Emile continued on with a long list of rules as he walked around the room, showing Remy his new bedroom. The boy said nothing, just staring at the floor as he blushed out of embarrassment. Emile had always said that he'd get revenge, but no one ever believed him. Now, he knew it was true.
"Now, My Precious Baby, let's get you some yummy nuggets!" Emile said, smiling brightly as he walked to the kitchen.
"Can I." Remy paused, his blush darkening as he restarted. "C.. Coffee, please?" He was ignored by Emile as he was strapped into a large high chair. Sighing, he tried again.
"Cwoffee, Pease?" Emile cooed, but shook his head.
"Of course not, Baby! Little boys like you can't drink coffee, other wise they'll never sleep!" He said, smiling softly. Remy sighed, looking around. After a couple minutes, he was served a small plate of dinosaur shaped chicken nuggets with some fries. He slowly started nibbling on a fry, scared Emile had done something to it. His fears were proven wrong as Emile stole a chicken nugget from him and ate it, humming as he cleaned the dishes. Remy ate properly, finishing in about five minutes.
"Are you done, Sweetie? Good boy for eating it all up!" Emile praised, smiling brightly. He kissed Remy's forehead softly before taking his plate to the sink. Remy blushed lightly. He heard Emile gasp loudly and immediately scrunched up his face, frightened.
"I didn't give you any juice! Silly me!" Emile exclaimed, starting to laugh. His giggles soon stopped when he saw Remy's face. He gasped again, picking Remy up and hugging him close.
"Its okay, Baby! Daddy just forgot to give you juice, that's all! Don't worry, no one's going to hurt you." He explained softly, rubbing Remy's back.
"O.. Okay.." Remy whispered, blushing out of embarrassment. God, he was such a scaredy cat! Emile smiled softly, sitting Remy back down before grabbing a sippy cup.
"Do ya want apple, orange or mango juice, Sweetie?"
"M..mango,pease.." He whispered, suddenly shy. Remy felt nervous, scared one of Emile's friends would come over and see him. They would definitely tell the whole school, and Emile would probably let everyone see him like he was.
"Mkay!" He said, pouring some mango juice into the sippy cup before giving it to Remy, smiling softly. "You're nervous about something. What is it, Sweetie?" He was originally going to deny it, but then remembered rule seven. No lying or hiding things from 'Daddy'.
"D.. Don't wan an.. Any one to see me.." He admitted quietly. Emile cooed, smiling.
"Don't worry, Baby! No one is going to see you unless you're a bad boy, Mkay?" He said. Remy nodded, hoping things weren't too unbearable. He was greeted by a bright smile from Emile and a kiss on the forehead.
"So adorable!" Emile exclaimed, hugging Remy tightly. He heard a small giggle from under Remy's breath and his heart swelled. Emile wouldn't let anyone hurt his baby ever again. Remy felt.. Safe. He loved the warmth of his hugs, the brightness of his smile, the softness in his voice. Maybe, just maybe, Remy could live like this.