Oppur Town Girls No. 1, Part 2

Well, she guessed the place to start was removing the slightly older girl's pants, which naturally was not a welcome prospect. No sense actually focusing on this though, so instead the sandy-blond chose to look at and talk to her soiled friend, "Where is your sister's bed, anyway?" There also was, of course, the question of what had happened to the bed of Suzanne's that had been replaced with the crib she was being changed in.

"Huh?" The girl in glasses looked at the girl similarly visually impaired with confusion, blinking numbly while she tried to figure out what exactly was being referred to. After a few seconds though, she decided to forget whatever Mel was talking about and instead just correct her, "Me an' Katey share this'un. She jus' sleeps while I hold 'er..."

Well, that would have been kind of cute to consider regularly, but since these were two of her three best friends being spoken about here Mel couldn't quite see it that way and didn't really want to. Either way, as she got Suzanne's jeans off she was a bit surprised by one particular thing -- despite all of the replacements in Mel's objects to accommodate her present problem, her underwear were still of a sort never fit to contain the substance they were visibly full of.

"Okay, S-- Annie, you're going to need to help me to... to get your panties off."

"M--My what?" As if to check what on Earth the girl changing her was talking about, Suzanne craned her neck up to get a look. And sure enough, when she saw pink cloth rather than white plastic she let out a squeak of surprise.

"Ah! Wh... Mmmelly, where's my dydee!?"

"Wait... what!?"

"My dydee!" Apparently Suzanne didn't quite get what about that had her friend confused, so instead she began to squirm while caught somewhere between embarrassment and fright, "I'm not s'posedta have grown-up pants yet!"

Mel had no idea how to approach this situation, but she quickly decided that just trying to calm down the girl was the safest option. Besides that, with the frenzy Suzanne was working herself into getting her underwear off was going to be impossible, "S-- Annie, I'm sure that it is not that big of a--"

"Nuh uh, it is!" Suzanne squirmed more now, red for what several different and equally valid reasons, "These've gotta be Hannah's! An' if Mommy finds out I stinkied in 'em I might get a spankin'!"

"Hmm..." Well, if Mel were to tell the girl the truth, that'd probably just raise plenty of questions especially in regards to the lies she had already told. But there was another way.

With a forced but genuine-looking smile, one light and kind, Mel made an offer, "Well, how about I throw those out and then she never has to know?"

"B-but... what if, uh... Um... Mmmelly, what if Hannah notices them missin'?"

"Well..." Considering these weren't even Hannah's Mel could guarantee she wasn't going to notice, but that again wasn't something she could just come out and say outright. Instead, it was time to tell the truth to further a lie, "Hey, I have panties but I don't have any clue how many I have or what they look like. Because of that I do not think that your big sister will notice."

"R-really, Mmmelly? Not just sayin' that?"

Gentle little smile still forced, Mel reached forward to tossle the slightly older giggle's hair in reassurance, which also served to make her giggle, "No. And if she does notice, I can take the blame for it - your sister never has to know."

At that Suzanne could've bounced up and given her large friend a hug, but she managed to restrain herself. Instead, she settled for a happy little gurgle and a, "Thanks, Melly..."

"You're welcome. Let's just get to work then, alright?"

"Hee... K-kay..."

As Mel finally managed to get Suzanne properly stripped, it was pretty hard not to gag at seeing her friend's feces-covered bottom, much less smelling it or considering the fact that she was about to be wiping it for her.

Still, Mel tried not to show that on her face. She was not quite able to force a smile or anything, but as she grabbed wipes and Suzanne raised her legs she did at least manage to get a look of a casual sort of concern. Helped that she was definitely concerned, even if not casually.

"Heeah!"

"Mmm?" The noise that Suzanne had made the second Mel started to wiping her was quite a pecuiliar one. The girl doing the cleaning could not help but look up and ask, "S-- Annie, is everything alright?"

"Hee..." Apparently so, since the girl was smiling and looked to be trying to suppress giggles, "Jus' tickly, Melly..."

"That's alright, I just thought that I would make sure."

Suzanne seemed to appreciate that detail; while she had to struggle to suppress further giggles as her friend got back to work, she had to say, "Th-Thanks Melly, butcha don't need to worry..."

"It's hard not to." Suzanne smiled at that, but Mel was saying it as both a friendly assurance and the actual truth (although not quite for the given reason). Either way, no sense focusing her mind on this whole situation or the cleaning job - was just going to be awkward and uncomfortable no matter which of those she thought about.

It was easier, as such, to talk about their friends upstairs. "Annie? What... Hmm. How old is your sissy?"

"Hee, uh..." That question was something that Mel figured Suzanne would be able to talk about pretty easily, but she seemed to have to take a few seconds to think about it. That made Mel wonder if it was due to any further mental effects of whatever had happened or if it was more Suzanne being distracted as she would stop and giggle a little every few seconds during the nasty clean-up. Still, after maybe 10 or 20 seconds the girl answered, "I th-think about eighteen months, Mmelly..."

Was that right? Suzanne seemed hesitant, like there was some nagging feeling that things weren't as they were supposed to be. Mel decided not to press her on it one way or the other, instead simply forcing a tiny smile and giving her friend's bare leg a friendly pat.

"I bet you two love each other a lot, don't you?"

"Hee... 'Course, Melly. She's my twin-- W-wait, that's not right..."

Well, great. Now Suzanne suddenly looked almost distraught as she considered how this could be; no sense letting her get herself too terribly worked up about it though, as the cleaning continued and Mel changed the subject, "Annie, how about after we're done here we go upstairs and get our friends and then we can see if the fridge has any snacks in it?"

"Ooo..." Turned out that snacks were just the thing to get Suzanne's mind totally off track. With a smile on her face that Mel couldn't quite make out due to the girl's position relative to her own, the redhead couldn't help but ask with a hint of reservation, "Mmelly, uh... C-C'n it be cel'ry and peanut butter, please?"

Well, that was certainly an unusual snack request. If Mel had had to bet money, given Suzanne's current mindset, she would have wagered ice cream or cookies would be the desire of the day.

"It sure can." The tree would have thrown in something in the way of a tossle of the hair or something, but with the present wiping there wasn't much room or ability to do it. Besides, cleaning Suzanne up was apparently all it really took to get her laughing as she was still giggling her head off as she was cleaned up.

"Hee... Th-anks Melly... Dunno if Wendy and Katey'll like that - heehee! - though..."

"If not, I'm sure we can find them something." Was weird to note that Suzanne didn't seem to have a nickname for Wendy like this. Maybe that was nicknamey enough or something - sure the name was typically in the aftermath of Peter Pan rubbing off on society, but in Wendy's case it actually was a nickname (for Brenda), so that just made things confusing.

"Hmm? Melly, somethin' wrong?"

"Huh? Oh, no, sorry. I was just thinking about something." Nice to know that she was still entirely capable of getting lost in her own thoughts, the tall girl supposed. Still, she got back to clean-up then, handling the last bit on that front before taking the used wipes and panties and throwing them into a nearby waste basket she'd have to make a point to empty out for the older girl's benefit later. With that out of the way, the sandy-blond moved on to grabbing the diaper that had been set out, unfolding it properly before moving it into the proper place. Suzanne was cooperative as ever, raising herself when she needed to to get it just right under her.

As Mel was grabbing the bottle that she needed for the next step, Suzanne felt the need to comment on it with a giggle and a statement that, "Hee... Like the powder..."

"That is good, then, because it's time for it." It became a little easier to let a smile come, not even a particularly forced one, when it was seen how happy that seemed to make Suzanne - and Suzanne did look very pleased at the idea, in the process looking far cuter than she had any real right to.

From there, the changing process was pretty straightforward. Suzanne laughed her head off as Mel poured the powder on, then she was swiftly, promptly all taped up.

"Alright, now we have to get those pants back on and we're done," Mel was quick to to assure her, but then suddenly Suzanne did not quite seem as happy as she had during most of the change. Mel wasn't the best people person, but she still caught it and was sure to ask, "Annie, what is it?"

"Umm..." The redheaded girl in the glasses seemed bashful to say whatever it was exactly, but after a few seconds delay she got to it, "You... Ya sure you can't, ya know... I j-jus' wanna be extra sure, ya know, I'm not stinky no more..."

"Oh, yeah... Annie, I--"

"Please?" Suzanne's voice had a pleading tone, enough so that it sounded like her whole world was riding on this weird, weird request. "Mommy always does it for me an' Katey..."

Mel of course knew that this was just how Suzanne's somehow extremely screwed-up mind was reading the whole sequence of events. Either that or the Parsons family was much weirder than it looked on the outside looking in.

Okay, there were ways to defuse this... "How about your dad and Hannah? Do they do it, too?"

"Oh... Uh huh!"

Well, great. That was not an answer that Mel had wanted to hear - if they didn't, it'd be easy to argue for why she didn't have to. As this made it though...

"S-- Annie? Is there anything else that I can do to take your mind off of it?"

"Mmm.... I dunno..." That was all that Suzanne was really capable of thinking on the subject, or so it seemed - not quite the case, unfortunately, as after a second Suzanne brought up the excellent point, "Already gettin' a snack, so nothin' I can think of. Mostly just wanna make sure I'm ex'a clean..."

That caused Mel to sigh, mostly as it was actually a pretty decent argument. Well, as much as something like this could be decently argued. "Alright, how about I..."

Do what, exactly? That was the question - while Suzanne looked with caution, apparently disappointed by the younger girl's continued attempts to deal her way out of this one, all that Mel could do was try to come up with something that would satisfy the girl. She could... No, toy bribes wouldn't work because she wouldn't be able to actually deliver short of leaving the twins with Wendy to dash off to the store and, no, she wasn't doing that. And she was already giving a snack, so it'd be cruel to recall that and put a condition on it...

What else was there, then?

"Mmmelly?"

"Mmm... Alright, fine... I'll do it."

"Yay!"

Well, no escaping now... With a small sigh, Mel bent forward and sniffed away - which got plenty of giggles out of Suzanne, although it also made Mel realize the main problem with how much resistance she had put up. It was plastic - all there was to smell was plastic and baby powder.

Well, good way to feel like an idiot. Still, Suzanne was happy as it could be at that, which was something - Mel decided though to quickly get the girl's pants put back on her, and then helped her back to her feet from where she had been lying on the crib wall.

"Aww, thanks Melly!" Next thing the tree with contacts knew the redhead with glasses was squeezing the life out of her. That got a half-hearted return as best Mel could manage it with her arms pressed down by the girl, and after a few seconds Suzanne let her go. "C'n we go backta Wendy and Katey now, then get our snack?"

"Sure. Sure, Annie, c'mon."

Mel turned and began to walk, but stopped momentarily when she felt the smaller yet older yet diapered girl take a grip on her hand. She quickly decided that that was fine, though, and got right back to walking like nothing was the matter. The pair reached the attic once more pretty quickly, the same attic that Mel was at this point kicking herself for being in support of entering, and soon began to navigate their ways back over to the couch.

"'Atey, 'Atey! Hee, 'Atey!"

"STAHAHAHAPIT!!"

The other two girls exchanged a quick glance, before walking forward to peer down over the piece of furniture; as they did Suzanne dawned a big smile on her face with a call of, "Ooo, Katey? Wendy? I--"

"Gah!"

That was Mel taken aback now. Katlyn was just as small as the two girls had left her, but Wendy wasn't. No, Wendy was even smaller than normal - in fact, she was just as tiny now as her crush was.

"Stah-HAHA!! M-hehehelly, make'er stahahahahap!"

Well, no room for being stunned stupid, then. Mel quickly let go of the hand of the girl who was now the only member of the four older than her, in order to pull the blue-tipped baby off of her particularly ticklish crush.

"Wendy, when Katlyn tells you to stop, you should stop." That sounded like a good thing to make sure Wendy at normally tiny size learned one of these days too, but Mel only thought about that for a second before lifting Katlyn with her other arm.

"Hmff. Tatey-Tat was waughin', so I dun' see how she dun' wite it."

Not that Mel much cared about excuses - presently, she just wanted to get out of this attic ASAP. She turned to Suzanne, who was quickly passed her baby twin and told her, "Annie, let's go downstairs."

"Kay, Melly. Uh... We still get a snack, don't we?"

"Sure, everyone will get a snack. For now, though, we need to go downstairs."

The pack of four got moving pretty quickly, as much as it could be considered that Wendy and Katlyn were moving seeing as how they were only being carried along. Well... Wendy was still plenty active, namely squirming and reaching as much as she possibly could for her redheaded crush in the other redhead's arms.

"Stay still, Wendy," warned the blond carrying her simply, not really sure what exactly she would threaten her tiny friend with if the need arose but knowing something had to be done. "I can't carry you if you don't stop squirming."

"Lemme dow den!" Sure enough, the little blue-hair's fussing didn't stop for a second, "Wansa be wid Tatey-Tat!"

From where she was being carried in her big / little / whatever sister's arms, Katlyn stuck her tongue out at the fellow infant - not that Wendy could notice between all her fussing, though. Suzanne did notice, though, and decided to try to change the subject.

"Uh, ya know..." After looking down for a second at her baby-sized twin in her arms, Suzanne turned her head over to Melly, "M-Melly? Ya did a real good job cleanin' up all my smelly."

"Um... It was no problem, Suzanne--"

"Dat's whushoo awe!" Wendy pointed up an accusing finger at the tree carrying her, before shouting, "Fwom now'un, you's dunna be Thmewwy Mewwy! Tuz you's jussa bid meanie an' won't wemme play wid my Tatey-Tat."

"I dun' wansa play withya anyway!"

"Yeth ya doeth, tuz ya wuv me."

"Nuh uh!"

"Umm... Katey?" That was coming from her currently much larger twin, who gave her a little squeeze as the set of girls reached the seconds set of stairs they would need to take to get to the ground floor. "Ya know, it's prob'ly better to just ignore her..."

Katlyn stopped, as if to ponder that point - after a second though, she apparently decided that she supported this measure, as she got a little smile and turned her head over to the fellow tot in Mel's arms, "Hear dat, Wendy? I'm ignorin' ya now!"

"Hee, Katey..." Suzanne smiled, giving her fellow diapered Parsons girl a little hug before explaining with a smile, "When ya ignore somebody, that means you don't talk to 'em any more."

"Wha? B-But..." The little sister seemed hesitant now about the ignoring thing, though it wasn't immediately clear why she would be. Then she explained, though, "But Wendy c'n be nice sometimes! I shouldn't havesa stop talkin' to her foreva..."

"Thee?" Wendy pointed an accusing finger over at her crush from where she sat in Mel's arms, turning up to the big girl who didn't bother to look back down at her, "Tatey-Tat do wite me, tho I thould detta pway wiffer!"

"Jus' sometimes!" Katlyn pointed her finger right back, though her presently older sissy was watching as she did so in this case, "I dun' like ya when yer bein' a meany!"

Now was the time for Mel to jump in, then. With Wendy looking split on how to answer that, the tree took it upon herself to explain to the girl, "See, Wendy? Katey would be much happier to play with you if you were nicer to her."

"I'th pwenta nice!"

"Uh uh!"

"Shh, settle down." Mel sighed a little, before making a proposal that would hopefully accommodate everyone, "How's this? After everyone has their snack, you two can play together but Wendy, to make sure you don't act up, Annie'll play with you two too."

"Hmph." Wendy was less receptive to that idea than Mel had figured and hoped she would be, "Dat not faiw! If Thuzie pwayth too, den dey'ww detta dethide ev'wyfin' we do!"

Mel had hoped that she could get them playing and then be free to try to figure out what the heck was going on while they do so, but now that apparently was not an option, "Alright, Wendy, then how about I play with you three too? Then we can vote on what to do instead of it just being two against one."

"Hmm... Tay."

"Good. First, though, I promised Annie a snack, and it's not good to break a promise."

The group reached the kitchen just seconds later, and conveniently now there was a high chair set up for the little Katey-Cat. Of course, though, there was not one in sight for the girl the same age as her, which could be a problem.

"Hmm... Annie? Do you have any trouble eating by yourself?"

"Wha? N-Nuh uh." After maneuvering her little sister into a position where she could be held with one arm, the padded teenager pointed at herself with her thumb proudly, "I c'n make a little messy, but Mommy still lets me eat all by myself now!"

"How about you, Katey?"

"Same 'ere! Hee... Me an' ma sissy learned ta do it togedda."

"Good, good... Alright, here's what we'll do, then. Katey, today you will sit on Annie's lap, while we'll put Wendy in the high chair."

"Hey!" Great, now the blue-tipped tot was offended, "Why'th I gotta use duh baby chair?"

Fortunately, this time there was already a response planned for the protest, "Wendy, I could let you sit on my lap, but I wouldn't be able to work on fixing the snack. And it would be unfair to sit on Annie's lap and keep Katey away from her, wouldn't it?"

"Hmph. Duetho..."

"So, how about you, Wendy? Do you know how to eat by yourself?"

"Mmm..." Seemed like Wendy was hesitant now, possibly out of bitterness - that told everything Mel needed to know, although the girl did still answer with, "Nuh uh."

"I'll have to feed you, then." Wendy pouted a little at how matter-of-fact the biggest girl of the lot - normal or fun size - was about the whole matter, which didn't stop when she was promptly set into the seat. When Suzie saw that that had been done, she opted for sitting down herself, lifting her sister to get into the booth that made up the majority of the Parsons dinner table in lieu of chairs, then lowering her back to her lap once she was seated herself.

No sense dropping the ball when things were running smoothly now, and so with a clap to get attention Mel spoke further, "I'm going to get everyone's snacks ready then. I know what Annie wants, but what about you other two?"

Katlyn had to mull that one over, but with the way Wendy enthusiastically exclaimed, "Nanath!" the second that question came out. Suddenly looked to have gotten over her grumpiness in a hurry - apparently the little girl liked bananas.

Presuming this was fixable, Mel had something to tease Wendy about regarding her orientation, then. Still, she did not think too much about the future, as right now things were more about an odd mixture of the past and present, "Bananas it is, then. Do you have anything in mind, Katey?"

"Uh... Umm..." The little redhead was clearly very, very split over the whole matter - in fact, the way she pondered it with her tiny hand against what she had resembling a chin, it looked like a choice that would decide the fate of the world. Eventually, though, the girl decided, "Jus' gimme what ma sissy gets."

"Hmm. Are you sure about that, Katey?" At this point, a nickname was the more natural route for the little redhead in Mel's eyes. Suzanne was still taking some adjustment, though, and Wendy was a nickname in itself anyway. "S-- Annie wanted celery, are you sure that your teeth could handle that?"

"Hee, um..." That was Suzanne speaking up, smiling a little as she presented a solution, "I was gonna get peanut butter too, right, Melly? Maybe Katey could just eat some of that?"

That definitely worked. With a smile, Mel moved over to the counter, "That's a good idea, Annie - nice job." And naturally, Suzanne was quite proud of herself for that, doubly so when her little sister gave her a congratulatory pat on the arm in celebration.

Wendy, though, was happy to interrupt things, "Wha' happen when Thmewwy Mewwy than'ed ya neewayth, Thuthie?"

"Umm..." Seemed like such a long time ago to Suzie, with all of the chaos that had played out since then, but after a moment she had had enough memories resurface to recap, "Well, I did a doody, an' Melly was real, real good at cleanin' it up. She even did the sniffy thing our mommy does! Dunno why, but I had on big-girl pants 'til Melly changed me, but now I've got a dydee again so it's okay!"

"Wait a thecond." Wendy didn't find the part of this that most people would find odd to be worth commenting on, since something else had already caught her attention before Suzie even mentioned it, "What thniffy tang?"

"Hee, well, afta me or Katey poops, Mommy always gives our dydees a sniffy so we know we don't got no more stinky."

"Dat'th dumb."

"'Ey!" Now it was Katey who was making the interjection, although she didn't focus on the subject that made her object after she did so. Instead, she was more concerned about the last bit of her sister's brief summary of events, "Why ya thinks ya hadda big-girl pants on, Sissy? Ya din'it take Hannah's, didja?"

"Uh uh!" After making this, Suzie waited an embarrassing second before explaining, "I dunno howta take off my dydee, so I couldn't've... Wha's weird is, my brain started feelin' kinda funny while Melly was changin' me, like things felt real weird but I didn't know why..."

From where she stood at the counter, having rounded up supplies and now in the midst of dividing them in such a way that a trio of babies could be trusted with them, Mel saw fit to pipe in, "We can talk about that later, can't we? For now, how about you three have your snack? I'll try to explain things the best I can in a little bit."

That would buy Mel an opening to try to make sense of it herself, at least. Still, the babies were going to need a new subject to talk about, and since she shot down their previous one Mel decided it best that she volunteer a replacement, "How about you three talk about what you want to play after everyone's had a snack? If you decide now then you won't have to stop and think about it when you're done eating."

"Ooo, uh... I know!" Wendy was the first to volunteer, frantically waving an arm around the air as though she was in grade school while she did so, "Wet's aww pway tad!"

"I dun' think that'd be good," Katey answered, which got a pout from the blue-tipped girl until she explained her reasoning, "Melly an' Sissy're real big, so it wouldn't be fair..."

"Hmph. Duetho..."

"Oh, how 'bout we play blocks?"

"Nah, Thuthie..." Wendy wasn't much up for that idea, apparently. "You tan thtat tuff higha dan we'th tan..."

Well, that was true. Katey was the next to volunteer an idea, then, and at that one without the issue of size, "We c'n play with me and Sissy's toys! We gots lotsa good'uns!"

Blue-tip speculated on that one a moment, before she asked a question for further clarification, "Dotth any Poteeth?"

Now the mission was to figure out what exactly 'Poteeth' was referring to. The first to venture a guess was Katlyn, who smiled before exclaiming, "Uh huh, we got ponies!"

"Nuh-uh!" Wendy shook her head violently at that, a little fist pounding lightly on the quasi-table part of her high chair, "I wan' poteeth."

"Uh..." Suzie was the next one to volunteer an answer, though she wasn't sure on it as she did, "Uh.... Potties? I d'nno, do they make toy potties?"

The sad thing was that Mel did know that such things actually existed. Still, from where she was preparing snacks for everyone, though, Mel did turn her head in order to guess herself, "Hmm... Wendy? Are you trying to say 'Pokeys' - as in 'Pokemon'?"

"Uh huh!" Now suddenly happy, the bluetipped baby pointed at Mel with a great big smile on her mostly toothless face, "Poteeth!"

"Hee..." While Suzanne started to giggle a little at the solution to that riddle, she stopped after a moment to actually answer the initial question, "But nah, we don't anyuh those. Sorry..."

"But s'okay!" That was the normally older, now much, much younger of the two twins shouting up now, "We gots all kindsa toys dat're nice!"

"Aww... Tay den."

The bluetip did certainly seem a tad disappointed, but thankfully she seemed to take it well. Part of it was probably in the way the girls broke the news to her, Mel decided.

Speaking of, the girls had chosen a good time to resolve this whole matter - food was ready. "Heh..." Okay, seeing her three friends get on like this was... Well, it was still pretty disturbing, but there was a slight fun to it. Maybe if this turned out to be a hallucination or this was in some manner resolved she could tease them on it sometime. In either case, "The snacks are ready," she told them simply, causing all three of her diapered friends to immediately turn their attention to where she stood at the counter.

Snack time was done in pretty clean, simple fashion - Mel was actually mildly amazed how cooperative Wendy was about the whole thing, considering she was Wendy of all people. Now the four girls found themselves entering the living room - once inside said room, those in diapers all took their seats on the carpet and Mel was stopped in doing so at the last moment.

"Uh, Melwy?" That was Katey again piping up, to raise a little problem present with things, "We needja go get our toys..."

"Oh, right." Well, at least that was a simple task and she wasn't looking at something in the vein of another diaper change or something. Though having just fed three babies if this situation wasn't given some sort of resolution soon then that would probably be a very real possibility. "Where are they?"

"We keep'em in our bedroom," Suzie explained with a nod, before tacking on a request, "Though... Since we's probably gonna hafta take a nap after ya should grab an ext'a blankie from the attic too."

The attic...

"The three of you can just share one, can't you?"

"Uh... Guesso, but..." Suzie squirmed a little, before explaining, "If you take a nap with us den we wouldn't be able to fit in the crib..."

"No need to worry there, because I won't be doing so."

"Hee..." Wendy was quick to but in there, to turn the subject to something else. Namely, she crawled over to Katlyn and knocked her to the ground, face hovering just over her crush's as she pinned her down, "It otay, tho wond ath I det to be wiff Tatey-Tat!"

"Off! Sissy, Melwy, get'er off!"

Suzie was the one who took charge in this case, easily lifting the bluetip off of her tiny twin and setting her down in another place after a second. That got a huff and a pout from Wendy, while all Katey could do was reach for a hug from her sister. The fellow redhead was happy to grant it.

"Hmm... Well, I suppose it would be best to keep Wendy and Katlyn away from each other--"

"Nuh-uh!"

"-- but would you not have blankets anywhere else?"

"Well..." It was Suzie answering, as she set Katey back to the floor, "Mommy an' Daddy and Hannah wouldn't like us using theirs..."

"Hmm." Well, truth be told, at the moment, especially under threat of having to enter that attic, Mel couldn't care less what the Parsons family wanted. "How would they feel about me putting you in one of their beds, while Wendy and Suzie use the crib?"

"Ooo!" Before a hesitant Suzie could give her answer to that, Wendy felt the need to pipe in, "I wantha thweep wiff Tatey-Tat!"

"B-But I wansa be with ma Sissy!"

Well, great. It looked like there was a bit too much dissention to... Wait, there was a completely logical solution here. "The three of you could just all sleep in the crib, then."

"Arentcha gonna nappy with us, Melly?" Suzie looked at her with wide eyes that's effect were mostly blocked off by her glasses. "I'd feel better if ya did...."

"Well, I'm not someone who needs to take naps, because -" The girl broke off there, deciding to instead simply sigh and answer, "We've lost track of things. I'll go grab your toys and we can play for a little while, okay?"

"Tay, Thmewwy Mewwy!"

That was a nickname the girl hoped she wouldn't hear again when this whole situation was resolved. Assuming there was a resolution to be found... In either case, the tree turned and got to heading back upstairs to the twins' bedroom.

Darn... Looked like in the rush to get downstairs earlier the door to the attic had been left wide open. That was a good indication that the upstairs probably had quite the draft going on.

OooAAAaaoooooAAHoooooooo...

When Mel came back downstairs some time later with a handful of toys in her arms, Suzanne was quick to come rushing up to her, frantic for the help of a grown-up, "Uh... M-Melly, we need s'melp..."

"Hmm?" Mel was smiling, noticeably, but the expression wavered a bit at Suzie's desperation, "What's wrong, Annie? Did something happen?"

The diapered girl nodded, before she explained, "Mmm... Uh huh. Wendy and Katey kinda--"

Mel responded by calmly setting the toys in Suzie's arms, before moving past her and walking to where she had left the other two infants. Sure enough things appeared to have gone downhill in short order - the most instantly visible thing was Katey, who had seen free to liberate herself of her clothing, but a sniffling Wendy sitting alone in the floor also quickly caught the tree's attention.

"Awww...." It was a tough call to decide which girl was more in need of addressing, but ultimately Katey looked quite giggly and so Mel scooped up Wendy. "What's wrong with my little Wendy, huh? What's wrong?"

"Uh... Melly?" Even in her present frame of mind Suzie could tell there was definitely something different about the younger yet much larger girl - this didn't fit with her or the way she'd been all day. At all.

Of course, Mel had bigger things to worry about than someone thinking she was acting weird - how could she focus with a poor little baby on the verge of crying? Especially so when Wendy choked out an explanation of, "Dot thtinty..."

"Poor thing..."

Mel passed Wendy to Suzie now, instructing the girl to, "Hold her gently or something might happen to her diaper. We don't want that, do we?"

With that matter settled, Katey was the next one to get scooped up by the babysitting tree, "As for you, what are you doing naked, huh?" The question was asked in a silly, teasing kind of tone, another odd fit for the girl.

"Hee... Like bein' nakey," was the extent of the little redhead's answer, but that seemed to do enough for Mel as the tree held Katey up and rubbed her nose into her tummy for a second.

"That may be, but you need to keep your diaper on. How do you think your mommy and daddy'd feel if you wet in the floor, huh?"

"Uh... Dey wouldn't like it?"

Feeling thoroughly confused and not much liking the smell coming from the girl she was holding, Suzie decided to butt in here, "I woulda put it back on for 'er, but... I dunno how."

"That's okay, Annie. That's not your place to do."

Smiling still, Mel lowered herself to the floor and laid Katey to the carpet, before quickly rounding up the discarded diaper and taping it back onto her. She didn't grab the other clothes the girl had ditched though, deciding that if the smaller of the twins didn't want to wear them, what was the harm?

With that issue resolved, Mel scooped the girl up and rose to her feet, before offering Katey to her twin and taking Mel in return.

"There we go." Now there was something else to attend to, "Katey, Annie, we can play in a minute - before we do that, though, I have to take Wendy upstairs and get her nice and clean again."

"Hee, kay--" Katey seemed to have something else to say, but things cut out when she gave a little yawn.

Of course, seeing that, Mel couldn't help but comment on it, "Aw, Katey, do you think you should take a nap? We can still play with you after you wake up if you want."

"Mmm... Wansa be with Sissy..."

Mel took that in, bobbing the tiny, smelly lessy in her arms as she looked to Suzie, "Annie, do you think you might want to go ahead and take a nap before playing, then?"

"I guess I c'n--"

Suddenly, the oldest of the four at this present moment broke off. The eyes of Mel and Katey alike went to her - Wendy was a little too busy trying to calm herself by laying against Mel's chest to much care.

As for what in particular had caused Suzie to break off, that became apparent after a moment of hesitation as she explained, "M-Melly... Think I... I s-smellied..."

"Aww, poor Annie!" With a gushing tone to her voice that seemed very out of place with the typical Mel, the tree Was quick to transition Wendy to one arm while another went around the much larger of the two twins' back. "We'll get you and Wendy all cleaned up and then everyone can take a nap. Is that okay?"

Once the girl nodded, the four friends began their second group trek upstairs of the day.

Epilogue

"Nnng..."

This didn't feel like her bed, Katlyn thought. It almost felt like her parents'... Wait.

Memories of the day not quite coming to her just yet, the redhead was all prepared to slide off the side of the bed - but the problem was that she was settled in the middle between two of three still-slumbering friends. Actually, now that she looked she was arm-in-arm with...

"Wendy?"

Okay, sleeping with Wendy. That was not a good thing in its own right - but as the girl slid down off of the bottom of the bed and a chill hit her, she realized that it got much worse than that.

"Where are my clothes?!"

That was not a random shout - that was directed at the girls in the bed. As it stood, Katlyn had nothing on besides a pair of panties (though her arms had been quick to fling over the part of her body most needing hiding), and she was quite anxious to know what had happened to...

Oh, God. She'd been sleeping with Wendy. While nude. What'd happened, what'd...

The girl couldn't think too long, as one of the three girls started to rise.. and it was the one who had Katlyn must scared about the possibilities of.

"Hee... Katey-Cat?"

Wendy rubbed one eye sleepily as she rose from bed, all while Katlyn couldn't help but be red over the whole deal. What was she supposed to do here exactly? Where were her clothes?

"Ooo..." Still, the bluetip couldn't help but enjoy what she saw. Her memory was a little clearer at the moment, and so she could fully remember that the two had fallen asleep together herself, "Heh... Ya know, Katey-Cat, everyone'd like it a lot more if you moved your arms."

"I'll ask again - where are my clothes, Wendy?"

"Eh-nyuh." That odd sound of denial out of the shorty aside, she had a question to ask, "Hey, Katey... Sleepin' with ya was fun and all and I'm lovin' the view, but... do you remember what was goin' on earlier?"

"Like... Okay, seriously, I'm going to go get clothes before I say a thing to you. You're just impossible to talk to with that smile on your face."

"Ooo, I'll come with!"

Of course, that just made Katlyn frown all the more. Sighing, the girl started to reply by saying, "No, I think I'd prefer you just go home .We can meet tomorrow or--"

After a moment, though, the redhead changed her tune a bit, "Well, fine, I guess I can be nice, especially with things being cut short for the day or... something. But if I catch you actually trying to peek, I'll start pestering you daily until you get Suzanne and I those birthday presents you're running late on."

"Hee, kay, fair enough."

It was a few minutes after Katlyn and Wendy left the room that Mel woke up - when she did, with her own memories in full force she was quite confused for a moment.

"Huh.... Wendy? Suzie?"

The names were called out in case the toddler forms of said girls had crawled off somewhere or other. No response, though...

Well, there was Suzanne still, bundled up nice and warm on the opposite corner of the bed. Seeing that through slightly blurry eyes, Mel held off on fetching and re-inserting her contacts as she was able to see decently enough without them, instead crawling over a little and shaking the redhead's arm.

"M..."

As the girl blinked her own not-particularly-good eyes until they could adjust to the light, looking over at the girl waking her as she asked, "Mel?"

That actually surprised Mel for a moment. Smiling, though, she helped the girl up to a seated position before asking, "How are you feeling, Annie?"

"Huh?" Suzanne was quite confused by the use of that nickname, especially seeing as how it was Mel using it. Wendy called her Suzie all the time, but her and her parents were the only ones who did anything of the sort... "Why'd you call me that?"

"Hmm... I thought it would be appropriate."

"Oh... W-Wait!"

Suddenly red, Suzanne was all prepared to jump out of bed until Mel having taken a light hold on her wrist calmed her enough to stay in place. The girl still started freaking out, though, "Wh-where are Katlyn and Wendy? Are they normal now? Am I normal? W-Wait, you, uh..."

While memories of what all had happened, changes especially, hit against the inside wall of Suzanne's mind and made a heavy thud, feeling Mel give her a pat on the back made things a little better, "Annie, it's okay. It took awhile, but about the time I went to get your toys I started having a lot of fun with it."

"B-But.... So... How'd that--?"

"I don't know. Though I must confess, I've been dealing with it all day so I've done all of my freaking out." Smiling, Mel went on to assure her, "How about we go figure out where our friends are and you can sort through whatever poor rationalizations you wish to apply to this in the meantime?"

"Eh... Well, see, th-this kind of makes me wonder about something that happened--"

Suzanne broke off, though, instead deciding to stand up. And it wasn't hard to notice a rather noisy crinkle as she rose off the bed.

Next Time in Oppur Town

"Ooo..."

So long as they didn't look particularly violent, the rare street vendor could make for a fun little diversion for Wendy. Seeing one before her now, the bluetip walked up to the lady running things on a carpet on the sidewalk.

"Whatcha sellin', stranger?"

"Hee, well, whatcha lookin' fer?" The lady had a thick southern accent, sitting in the middle of a circle of assorted stuff. She was tiny herself, though not as small as Wendy was - still, the bluetip towered over her until she bent her knees to not be quite as high above the girl.

"Hmm... Well, I do need to get a birthday gift for somebody. Do you have anything that'd work for something like that?"

"'Course!" The blond that didn't any other color mixed in with her hair smiled, asking, "Who is it? Frayend? Lovuh? Mom?"

Wendy grinned, mulling it over before answering, "Well, if you're not too anal about describin' it, lover'd be a good fit."

The peddler nodded, smiling as she went on to say, "Well, I's got plenya stuff a boy might lauk..."

"Hee... Not quite my thing."

"Oh?" After a moment of staring at Wendy, the girl had a realization, though, and just grinned further, "Well, good! Ah've got much more fer girls anyway. How 'bout..."

The girl dragged off there, feeling around through a box near her left knee until she found what she was looking for - a necklace, a gold chain connected to which was a little golden seashell, "How 'bout this?"

"Oh, nice..."

"Uh huh! Now, this is a nice necklace, but Ah'll offer ya a deal since this stuff's been sellin' real well - forty dolluhs."

Wendy was a little thrown off by that. Rubbing her chin and carefully inspecting the necklace as the seller held it up for her to see, "Hmm... That's a little steep, isn't it?"

"Uh uh! See, this is special..." The young woman - actually, now that Wendy really got a look at her she looked like she couldn't be much older than she herself was - cupped her hand around the piece of jewelry before elaborating, "This neck'ace can grant any of ya most romantic wishes if you'd really loveta have 'em happen!"

The bluetip would have been all for dismissing things there. But given the recent experience in the attic, maybe, just maybe, there was a little truth to it - who could say, right? Thinking of that further reminded the girl that Katlyn had let her know earlier that Suzanne had suffered no lasting effects from their transformation after all, the celebration of which at the local Pizza Hut Wendy had been on her way to when she met this girl.

"Ya a littuh 'stracted, frayund?"

"Hee, yeah, sorry."

"Well, if it helps ya make yer decision it's a good quality gold - Ah'm not good with those karat things 'sides at eatin' 'em, but it's good gold!"

"Heh. Well... Okay, sure, lemme have it."

"Great!" While Wendy got to fishing out the money for the necklace, the woman selling it to her volunteered a little advice, "I give gifts plenty, so Ah know what Ah'm sayin' when I say ya might wanna wait 'til you're alone with yer gal to give it to'er. Jus' some friendly advice - 'sides, who knows? Some one-on-one 'tween ya two might make it a little more powerful?"

"Hee... Right, I'll keep that in mind. Thanks, lady!"