As Rick climbed out of the car, he couldn't help but rubs nipples with a sneer on his face.
"Man, wearing seatbelts with tits is annoying." Rick sighed.
"Focus Rick, we have to find my parents." Emily quickly scolded as she rushed past him, speed walking towards the field.
As they walked, Rick had to make a couple awkward waves and quick greetings to a bunch of middle aged women that he did not know at all. A few here or there he recognized through his mother, but the weirdest ones he knew were some of his friend's mothers. He saw his friend Tyler's mom and had to say her first name which he had never done.
"This is all so weird." Rick whispered too Emily.
"No kidding." She agreed. "I feel like my penis is just on display for the world. There's a noticeable bulge right in my pants, is anyone looking? Did she look over here?" She asked a little nervous.
"Emily it's just the outline of your crotch, no one is looking. Also, please don't talk about you having a penis it just feels... weird." He responded, still waving to some fellow soccer moms.
"Ok... hey, look! There's my Mom!" Emily said, pointing on the field.
Over on the green field behind the local high school, there were two teams of younger kids running back and forth around the ball. One team was red, and the other was blue. On the blue team, Olivia was doing her best to at least keep up with the others, but ignoring the awkward new member below, she was NOT exactly good at sports in general.
"Ok so she's fine." Emily sighed. "Figured as much, but our priority should be my dad. We can't let him be a bean bag chair forever."
"Here's the plan." Rick whispered. "My Mom usually lets people borrow her stuff whether it's the beach or one of my dad's games. So we can't just hope we find her. I see a few bean bag chairs around so you go left and I'll go right. Every one you find, ask where they got it from or who they got it from. Whoever finds him first will call the other and then we'll signal to your Mom to take a break, transform her, and then we're outta here."
"Good plan Rick." Emily agreed. "Good luck." She said as the two separated.
Emily had the camera, so she was hoping that she'd find him first just for convenience sake, but whoever found him she just wanted him safe. After two false leads, her anxiety was going up. What if they couldn't find him? What if he was lost forever? How would she live with herself? Just as she started to panic, her hope re-arose upon seeing Rick's mother.
"Mrs. McGuire!" Emily called out, causing Jennifer to turn her head and greet her warmly.
"Why hello Emile! So you decided to watch your brother's game after all, that's sweet. He seems to be having a tough time today but I think he might just have psyched himself out... say, where's your mother?" She asked.
"On the fi- I mean, she'll be here in a second." Emily caught herself with a chuckle. "Anyway, do you remember that bean bag chair we had for the game?" She asked.
"Of course, what about it?" She asked.
"Ummm... I, uh, zipped it open and left something important inside. Yeah that's it. It's really important that I find it quickly, do you know where it is?" Emily asked.
"Well of course I do..." Mrs. McGuire reassured her, much to Emily's relief. "It's..."