In the throes of her temper tantrum, Laura doesn’t notice someone spot her meltdown and walk over. Her tantrum is abruptly cut off when she feels herself being lifted into the air.
“Oh, what’s wrong, sweetie?” coos the person holding her. Laura lets out a loud fart. Apparently, she hadn’t fully evacuated her bowels earlier, as more poop enters her diaper along with the fart. “Ooh, I get it. You’re a messy little girl!” The person tucks Laura into the crook of their arm and looks around. “Hmm. I don’t see your parents around here… Well, you still need a change.”
Laura’s kidnapper carries her away from the empty lot and to a house across the street. Inside, the person heads into a nursery, where Laura is laid on her back on a changing table. Upset at yet another diaper change, Laura lets out a wail. She kicks her legs and flails her arms, making it impossible for the person to remove her dirty diaper.
“That’s enough of that,” the person says tartly, popping something into Laura’s mouth. Laura sucks on it instinctively, quieting and calming down from the comfort it provides. She quickly realizes that it’s a pacifier, but can’t bring herself to spit it out. The person efficiently removes Laura’s dirty diaper, wipes her down, and tapes a new one on.
Once her overalls have been put back on, the person turns away for something. Laura seizes the opportunity to hide her things in the pockets of her overalls. The person turns to face Laura again, holding hair ties. As her hair is put into cute pigtails, Laura discovers that she knows her rescuer/captor.
It's her...