"...right here!" Rita said, gesturing to a high chair. There was an opened can of baby food and a plastic spoon on the tray.
Before Leah could say or do anything, Rita picked her up and placed her in the high chair, buckling her in tightly. Leah squirmed, but couldn't get loose. She also blushed, embarrassed that a high chair fit her better than a regular chair.
Rita sat next to Leah and placed a bib around her neck. Then she picked up the baby food and spoon.
"Alright, Princess Leah on her special throne, time to eat!" she said, her tone perfect for toddlers and babies, but horrible for teens.
Leah wanted to refuse, but she knew this was going to happen no matter what. If she made it difficult, it would just drag things out and probably get her shirt, which she loved, dirty. Also, she was really hungry and wanted to eat.
Reluctantly, Leah played along, letting Rita spoon feed her baby food. It felt like she was playing house with someone who had decided she would be the baby.
Before long, the jar was empty. Rita set Leah, who thankfully had managed to stay clean, back on the ground. Leah scowled at her aunt. She opened her mouth to complain about what had just happened, but was interrupted by...