After Laura trips over her oversized shirt yet again, and Kaitlin nearly does the same, they come to the realization that if they want to make it anywhere, they’ll need proper clothes. Luckily, as they realize this, Laura spots a daycare across the street, evidently closed.
“Cwoves!” she shouts, pointing. Kaitlin looks in the direction she is pointing and nods.
“Yeah, we can get thomething to wear there,” she says. Like Laura, her childhood speech impediment has returned. They wait until the street is deserted, then sprint across as quickly as they can. There’s an unlocked window within reach of them both, and they crawl inside the daycare.
“Cwoves,” Laura repeats. Kaitlin nods. They toddle off in a random direction, hoping to stumble across something they can wear. They arrive in a room with a changing table and some dressers. After a few minutes’ search, Laura has found dresses, while Kaitlin found diapers and pull-ups. Remembering how little control she had over her bladder, Kaitlin pulls up the training pants. Then, she brings a diaper over to Laura.
“Lay down,” she instructs. Laura looks at the diaper in her hands and shakes her head.
“Nuh-uh.”
“I’m wearing protection too! And do you really want an accident with nothing on?” Kaitlin asks. After a moment, Laura lays down and allows Kaitlin to clumsily tape the diaper on. Now protected from any further accidents, the two toddlers pull on some dresses. They admire their youthful appearances in a nearby mirror.
“Uh-oh,” Laura squeaks, suddenly sporting a panicked expression. Kaitlin looks at her. Before she can ask what’s wrong, Laura squats. A small fart comes out. Laura begins to grunt.
“Are you pooping?” Kaitlin asks. Laura nods, her face red with effort. Watching her friend mess herself makes Kaitlin realize she also has to go number two. She rushes off to find a bathroom and manages to make it to a toddler training potty just in time. The second she pulls down her training pants and sits on the potty, her hold on her bowels breaks.
When Kaitlin finishes, she wipes herself down and goes back to where she left Laura. Laura is now sitting on the ground in her dirty diaper, waiting for Kaitlin to return.
“Change me?” Laura asks timidly. Kaitlin sighs and nods. Laura lays on her back and allows Kaitlin to remove her soiled diaper, wipe her down, and tape a fresh one on. With clean clothes, clean protection, and no need to use the toilet for a while, Laura and Kaitlin look at each other.