... How we managed to get into a car accident at the airport parking lot. "Wait before you start your story daddy, how'd you get home if you were already at the airport parking garage? The nearest airport is 20 miles away from our house!". " We're home so fast for the same reason your mommy's still with us, the magical stuffed animals seemed to appear at the exact right time, with the perfect powers they'd need to take care of our needs. " Tessa: "We needed a fast and cheap can to take your adorable folks home, and a stuffed animal Beagle with five o'clock shadow and a fake cigar came driving a tiny yellow taxi cab showed up and we payed in friendly conversation.". " I think his name was Chester, or Buster, or something that ended in an "er", I wasn't paying attention Tessa and the other stuffie that appeared in the car right when we were littled did most of the talking. His name is Thomas the Ursine Tailor and he's in the dining room sewing more clothes for us using his power and mommy's sewing machine, by the way. Anyway, back to my story....
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After hours of driving up the congested highways to their nearest airport, the honeymooning couple in their forties begins to drive into the airport parking garage in their compact 2008 Kia Rio. Marceline, our driver, begins to sigh wistfully thinking about her son being alone at home once again. David: "What's the matter sweetness? We're about to take our dream honeymoon to Hawaii after a decade and a half of saving our money for this, don't tell me your still a bit down about not being able to bring Olly?". Marceline: " It's not that I wanted to bring him along, per se, I know this trip is supposed to be for us. I mean, duh, of course it is, it's our honeymoon do-over! I just always worry about our Olly before we take long trips. ". As she is saying this, our currently 45 yr old soon to be regressed working wife had not only failed to put on her turn signal, but drove into the wrong end of the parking garage's lane, not noticing the big yellow arrows on the concrete floor of the garages was pointing at the opposite direction. "Oh geez, look at me! So down in the dumps about our not that I make stupid mistakes like this! Now I have to make a tight turn so that gas guzzling SUV in front of us won't ram us head on.". " Oh, stop your fussin', it was a simple mistake it's not the end of the world! " Of course as David was saying this the emergency broadcasts had started blaring on every radio station warning everyone of a mysterious, hard to describe wall of fireworks-like sparks that has been passing over the entire surface of the planet, covering the Earth in an inescapable wave of regressive magic that also populates every corner of the globe with enough living stuffed animals that each person in the world would either get two stuffies per person or one really powerful stuffed friend who can't provide vital services in emergency situations. If they could get a satellite radio signal in the garage instead of static it would have warned them (in a voice that would steadily get higher pitched as the broadcast went on) to stay indoors, or else get safely off the road away from other cars. And so, just as Marceline drives her car closer to the right most side of the parking lane, without getting so close that she would scrape against what the trunks of a row of five different SUV's that had managed to park in the same lane by some bizarre coincidence, the wave of magic sparks was fast approaching the parking garage they were in. And because our flashback protagonists are just having such wonderful luck right now, it was approaching from the direction facing their rear-view mirrors. Marceline had just enough time to spot the magic wave to screaming and to quickly slam on the breaks as it passed over their car. As soon as the wave makes contact with their car, sparks from this seemingly ever-replenishing wave longer in the car and swarm around Marceline and David, and as they slowly regressed out of their clothes, Marcey and Davey wouldn't be able to notice the sparks circling over the three passenger seats in the back, slowly materializing three new stuffed animal playmates/guardians. They also wouldn't have been able to notice the car in front of them lose control as its driver regressed out of his seat and onto the gas pedal as said drivers long sleeve shirt got caught on his wheel causing him turn and swerve right into them at a startling 30 mph. As the out of control SUV wedges their 2008 Kia Rio into the trunk of another unoccupied SUV (spraying glass shards and bits of metal on poor Marcey's screaming face and body), Tessa Strong is alive for long enough to start prepping her emergency surgical kit as she materializes it from the magic realm that all Stuffed friends tools come from. The other two stuffed friends in the backseats just screamed as the compact car they were just conjured to life in gets slammed in between two cars overly large cars.