“What did you say about my diapers?” Danny asked Elle. Elle squirmed uncomfortably. “That they looked so cute on me? Well, they don’t look very cute on you right now, so let’s fix that.” He looked at Kristof. “Make her a toddler, please.”
“You got it.” Kristof tapped his phone. Elle transformed into a toddler girl in a diaper and T-shirt that read “#1 Diaper Filler”. “I thought I would give you a shirt that described who you were. And, because I’m very kind, I went ahead and gave you a fresh diaper. I’m not sure how long it will stay clean…” There was a soft hiss. Elle’s diaper turned yellow. Kristof chuckled. “Laura, would you care to bring the young lady to the daycare? She can stay there until we’ve made arrangements for her these next two weeks. After all, she won’t be able to live on her own.”
“I’d be more than happy to,” Laura chirped. She picked Elle up. “Come on, Diaper Filler. I wonder how many you’ll go through before you leave.” Elle burst into tears and wailed. “Aw, don’t cry!” Laura fished a pacifier out of her pocket and popped it into Elle’s mouth. Elle sucked on it, tears still streaming down her face. “I bet you’ll feel much better once you’re out of that wet diapy.”
Laura left, carrying Elle. Kristof turned to Danny.
“She’s your ex, right?” he asked. Danny nodded. “So you know her well.”
“Yes.”
“Who should we call to have watch her?” Kristof asked. “Or, if you’d like, I can take her home. My husband and I have a little girl that age, so we can watch her. As long as you help me get in contact with her friends and family so she knows where she is.”
“Hmm…” Danny frowned thoughtfully. After a moment, he nodded. “While Elle’s stuck as a toddler in diapers, she should be watched by…”