I realized that the house could do with an upgrade as well. Though the one I currently lived and grew in with my parents was your typical two story suburban house that had served us well, I couldn't help but want something a bit better. I had often wondered what it would be like to live in a mansion style house with some servants to order around. Now I didn't want to be one of those big rich types with the huge estates that had like twenty people to look after it. For me I just wanted something that was over a million dollars with huge rooms and had a butler and maybe two maids to maintain it. Closing my eyes I concentrated on making the perfect place, feeling as reality warped around me. When I opened my eyes I saw that my room had changed becoming larger. All my stuff had changed as well becoming fancier and more expensive versions of themselves. During my mental remodel I also took the liberty of adjusting the height of the furniture to be more toddler friendly, namely my computer desk, bed and dresser. The only thing that remained unaltered in size was a newly added changing table that was fully stocked.
Getting up I quickly toddled to the nearest window to view my handiwork. A conveniently placed stepstool allowed me to gaze out at my new neighborhood. Gone were the suburbs I used to know, replaced by a gated community with similar fancy houses. Pleased by the sight I went over the specifics of my new home in my head, two story ranch style with multiple bedrooms and baths, large living room, modern kitchen, arcade/game room, movie room, swimming pool, giant backyard and my own personal touch, a nursery/playroom that would put most daycares to shame. Eager to see it I left behind what I now dubbed my "big boy room" for my "baby one".
Toddling down the hall with my padding crinkling loudly at my hurried pace I opened the last door at the end of it. Stepping inside I found myself looking at a amazing sight. It had everything a young kid could need or want, a changing table of course, a crib and racecar bed for personal sleeping preference, a giant toy chest, a tv area for cartoon watching, an indoor miniature jungle gym fashioned like a castle, a raceway themed carpet design that encircled the room with a big wheel and other child pedal vehicles parked in a corner, and so much more.
I was so in awe of the paradise I had created for myself that I didn't hear the door opening behind me. "Ah there you are young master!" came a voice I didn't recognize. Turning around I looked up at a formally dressed man in his mid-thirties. "You seem to really enjoy wandering around with your parents being away. Makes looking after you a bit difficult I must say" the man chuckled. Then it clicked in my head that this was the butler I had made to go with the mansion. It felt a bit imposing to be staring up at an adult as a thirty month old wearing nothing but a diaper, especially when the adult in question was your butler/caretaker/servant.
Before I could ask his reason for being here, the man then made it clear he was there to...