“No,” Belle said firmly. She refused to be further humiliated. The stewardess smiled.
“I can’t risk you having an accident and leaking all over the place. I was just asking to be nice. Come on.” The stewardess picked Belle up and brought her into a nearby women’s restroom. She pulled out a diaper from Belle’s backpack. She removed Belle’s skirt and training pants, then taped the diaper on. The diaper was snug at first, but after a moment, stopped feeling tight.
Before the stewardess could redress Belle, a woman walked into the restroom.
“Oh, there you are, Belle!” the woman said. “You need to stop running off!”
“You know her?” the stewardess asked.
“Yes, I’m her nanny.”
“I thought she was an unaccompanied minor.”
“At her age? No!” the woman said, aghast. “Thank you for changing her diaper, by the way. But I can take care of her from here.”
“Not a problem.” The stewardess seemed a bit confused, but was going along with what the stranger was saying. “I’ll go help the other First Class passengers board.” The stewardess left. The strange woman walked over to Belle, who was still laying on the changing table. “You should start doing what Morton tells you to, Belle.”
“Eep!” Belle squeaked nervously.
“Little girls who misbehave get punished. And your punishment is losing another year and getting a nanny to come with you on your vacation,” the woman continued. “My name is Alice. I’ll be changing your dirty diapers, dressing you, feeding you, and doing everything else that a good nanny does for her two-year-old charge.”
“But-”
“Ah, ah, ah!” Alice said, holding up a finger. “If you misbehave, you get punished again. Do you want that?” Belle shook her head. “Then you’ll behave for Miss Alice?” Belle nodded. “Good girl. Now, let me change you into your PJs so that you’ll be more comfortable on the flight.”
“Otay,” Belle mumbled. Alice removed Belle’s shirt and dressed her in a soft, pink onesie.
“Now we can board,” Alice said, picking up both Belle and her backpack. She carried Belle to the gate, handed the attendant two tickets, and boarded the plane. To Belle’s surprise, they were seated in First Class. Alice took her seat with Belle in her lap. “Remember, be a good girl,” Alice whispered as the head stewardess went over safety information. Belle merely nodded.
The plane took off.