Big Time Boyfriend Part 125

Yes, this entire chapter is baiscally a text conversation between Logan and Camille. No, I do not regret it, I wrote most of this on my phone. I, personally, think it's kind of cute. :P also, I am very aware that I did not post at all this weekend. I was working and did not have Time to prep anything or post it. Anyways, enjoy lovelies.

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Episode 125: TIP TAP WE WUZ TAKING A BATH! xD

"Are they okay?" Logan asked.

"Yeah, wait here for them," James said, digging the car keys out of Logan's bag. "I'm gonna go get the car and I'll call you when I'm out front, okay?"

Logan nodded, pulling out his phone and texting Camille while he waited.

L: Hey babe.

C: Hey hun. ;) Sup?

L: Lots.

C: Oh? Like what?

L: Like Katie.

C: Oh geez. what now?

L: Umm.. 

C: Just spill.

L: Well she... Ugh this is so awkward.

C: Just tell me Logan.

L: She wet herself.

C: Awww. :( poor kid.

L: Ikr?

C: Sigh. Maybe we should put her back in pull-ups for a while..

L: No, that'd just make her more embarrassed.

C: But...

L: Trust me. Carlos has been pumping fluids in her since this morning, and she got real scared in the haunted house.

C: YOU LET HER IN THE HAUNTED HOUSE?!?!

L: She agreed to it.

C: Ugh. You are all idiots sometimes.

L: It wasn't my idea.

C: Still, she's still gonna have nightmares...

L: Oh, here they come, gtg

C: kk. c u soon. <3 u

Logan sighed, before his phone went off again, but this time it was James:

Out front when they get there.

Logan motioned for Carlos to follow him. They all loaded up and James drove them into the night.

Big Time Boyfriend Part 124

Save me, it's Black Friday. D: Also I am awake at an unGODLY hour of the morning. I miss the days when I would close. :( Eh, at least I don't have to spend EONS on straightening the store tonight! :) I just have to deal with insanity. :/ Anyways, WARNINGS: Still dealing with wetting/aftermath of wetting, Some hurt/comfort. You know, the basics when I do a wetting chapter. :P Enjoy lovelies!

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Episode 124: Itchy and Scratchy

(AN: I feel like I've used that as a title before.... Eh, it's not like anyone ever reads them anyways! :P)

They all stood trying to catch her breath when it happened; Katie lost control and started peeing.

"Shit!" She whispered, her shorts now soaked and a huge puddle forming at her feet. Carlos looked over and saw what was happening and wrapped the small girl in his arms, doing his best to conceal her.

James saw the puddle forming under her and his heart broke as she started crying softly, the day at the mall flashing in his mind. "Hey Logan come on, I have something to show you," he said, instantly dragging Logan away, in an attempt to give the others some privacy.

"Wait what about-"

"They need some space," James explained, not stopping until they couldn't see Katie and Carlos.

"Why, are they okay?" Logan asked.

"Physically, yeah," James said. "Just.... they need some time to sort themselves out." Logan nodded, still not understanding. A group of actors holding a coffin walked past them then, followed by a huge mass of people.

"Wanna see what that's all about?" Logan asked. "They'll call if they need us, won't they?" James nodded in agreement.

MEANWHILE....

"Shh," Carlos soothed, noticing the puddle had stopped growing. Katie refused to look up, still sobbing. "Hey, it's gonna be okay, I promise."

"H-how? Everyone is gonna see," Katie choked out.

"Shh, you're not the only one. Think about all those times it happened to James. All the times it's happened on purpose," Carlos said, whispering the last part. Katie looked up at him.

"You knew?" She asked.

Carlos nodded. "I'm not gonna let anything happen to you, and if James knew he wouldn't let anything happen either."

"He knew, he wouldn't have tugged Logan off if he didn't," Katie sniffled.

"See? I'm not gonna let anything- well, I'm not gonna let anything ELSE happen," Carlos assured her. Katie nodded, still not making any move away from Carlos, shivering as it was kind of cold. Carlos untied the sweatshirt at his waist and offered it to Katie.

"Thanks," she sniffled, sliding it over her head. Carlos smiled when he saw it covered her shorts almost all the way.

"Come on, let's go find the others and head home," He said, placing his arm over her shoulder.

"Mkay," Katie mumbled, her throat a little sore from all the crying. She kept an arm around his waist protectively as they walked, Carlos glaring at anyone who so much as looked at them.

"C-can we stop for a minute?" Katie asked.

"Sure," Carlos said, leading her over to the benches. She leaned her body up against Carlos.

"How about I call James to get the car and we just head home, eh?" Katie nodded, sleepy. Carlos sighed and dialed James.

"Hey! You two okay??" He shouted over the background noise.

"Yeah, for the most part," Carlos said.

"How bad is it?" James shouted again.

"Tell him it's like that time when we were at the mall," Katie rasped.

"That bad?" James asked, finally having gotten far enough away from the noise to hear.

"Yeah, can you get the car and bring it up front please?" Carlos asked.

"Yeah, but there's a huge thing going on by the gates," James worried.

"We.... found a solution," Carlos said. "Just get the car, okay?"

"Kay," James said, hanging up.

"Carwos I'm sleepy," Katie mumbled, her thumb partially in her mouth. Carlos smiled, scooping her up and setting her on his hip. "Nooo! I'll get you all icky!"

"Oh hush, it's not like I haven't been icky before, and I clean easily," He said. Katie was too tired and felt too crappy to argue. So instead she just leaned against Carlos and fell asleep.

Big Time Boyfriend Part 123

First off, happy thanksgiving to all my American readers! :) Second, THIS CHAPTER HAS BIG WARNINGS. They include: Wetting, desperation, general haunted-house type shenanigans. Also, just so we're clear because I suck at explaining things and then following through with backstory: Logan's mother died when he was little (Not typical canon, but it's my story!), and he saw her carted away in a body bag. Thus, the fear of body-bags. And he's also terrified for Camille and Maaaaaay be projecting that. Idk. Take it as you will. Enjoy lovelies! :D

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Episode 123: pitter patter

Katie sucked her thumb as they walked past the curtain.

"Relax K," Carlos whispered as an insane nurse danced past them.

"I can't relax when-" suddenly a patient covered in fake blood screamed at them, making her flinch, "When I have THAT all around me." Not to mention I'm about to explode, she thought to herself.

"Don't worry," Carlos said, pushing aside a curtain. "It's all-"

"Body bags!" Logan shouted; he had a fear of body bags.

"Breathe Logan," James said, pushing the boy forward. They kept walking, nothing but tubs full of random skeletons and goo until they reached a pass with two halls, both with exit signs over them.

"Which one leads us out?" James asked to no one in particular.

"Be careful kiddies!" A random straight-jacketed boy said suddenly, making Katie jump, accidentally dampening her panties. as he danced away, he called back, "Choose wisely!"

"Let's split up, odds are we'll end up together at some point," Carlos said, feeling Katie tense next to him.

James nodded, still pushing Logan forward. "See you on the other side!" He called, going down the left pathway. Carlos kept a firm arm around Katie's shoulders as they went down the right.

"H-hey Car?" She mumbled nervously.

"Relax, we'll be out of here in no time," He assured her.

"N-no, it's not that," Katie said, a feeling that they were being watched creeping in on her. "Um, remember how you told me to tell you if I needed something?"

"Yeahh," Carlos said unsurely, not sure where this was headed.

"Um, I need something," She squeaked, shifting a bit in place since they were standing still.

Carlos chewed his lip and nodded. "Right after I swear," He said. Unfortunately, what the two of them didn't know was that they were almost out, and the last person had both a chainsaw and a fetish, as well as the ability to here them.

MEANWHILE DOWN THE OTHER PATH (WHICH HAPPENED TO HAVE MORE BODY BAGS THAN LOGAN WOULD HAVE LIKED).....

"Logan come on! I've pushed you through most of this and wasn't this your idea?!" James grumped.

"B-but the body bags..!" He stammered.

"I know, but she's not-"

"I don't care!" He said hysterically, almost in tears. "Sh-she was- and Camille-"

"Shh, bud you're gonna be okay. What happened with your mom won't happen again, and Camille will be fine. but we've got to get out of here, okay?"

Logan nodded, wiping his eyes. He continued down the path, relieved when he saw Katie, though she looked extra tense. "We've got to be close," Logan said. James boldly lead the pack, followed by Logan, Katie trying to stay both in front of Carlos yet at the same time tucked in to his side. They could see and hear the exit, but there was one thing standing between them and freedom; the actor who was supposed to be a psychopath with a chainsaw, and man did he roar that thing. they all bolted through the door, him following them just until they were past the gates, only turning back when Katie's hands were buried in her crotch as she struggled to catch her breath and control herself. They all stood trying to catch her breath when it happened; Katie lost control and started peeing.

Big Time Boyfriend Part 122

For those who are unaware: Every year, around Halloween time, Six Flags does this thing called "Fright Fest." Basically all the park employees dress up as monsters and then once the sun goes down they start scaring people. There are no actual monsters in this universe, just people DRESSED as monsters. Anyways, WARNINGS: Mentions of needing to pee, mentions of impending desperation, and I think that's it. :) Enjoy lovelies!

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Episode 122: Spooky happs in the Six Flags Circle

"James we CAN'T go through the center court, it's sunset," Katie begged.

"And why not?" He asked. 

"Did you NOT see all the zombies walking around today?" she asked.

"Oh, yeah," he said sheepishly, realizing how much creepier things got in the park after dark.

"And unless you look them all in the eye, they'll get you," she said.

"Well there's no other way to get to the other side of the park and YOU need more water," Carlos said. "And besides, we're in a pack, so they can't get you."

"Promise?" Katie asked, still not completely on board.

"Pinkie promise," Carlos said, gripping her pinkie with his own. She sighed, wrapping an arm around Carlos' torso. He responded with putting an arm around her shoulder as they made their way across the circle without incident. "Now see? Nothing happened."

Katie nodded as they made their way to the small pizza place. They got their food and sat down together.

"We should do a haunted house before it gets too late," James suggested.

"I'd be down," Logan said.

"Me too," Carlos added. "K?"

"Sounds fun," She said with a small shrug. She wasn't quite sure about it, but what was the worst that could possibly happen?

"Okay then, but not til it gets darker," James said. "I hear it's spookier then."

"Okay, that gives us time to ride a couple more rides," Carlos said, finishing up and pulling out the map. He and Katie plotted out the remainder of their night, which ended with them going through "Dr. Strange's Asylum."

"Alright, to the slides!" Carlos declared. Katie couldn't help but giggle, assuming her position by his side. They had a grand time, and finally it was almost time to go home and they made their way to the haunted house.

"So... this is the place, huh?" Carlos said, staring at the seemingly ordinary stone building in front of them.

"According to the map," Katie said, looking at James squirming in front of her. She looked at Carlos, who nodded.

"James, come with me for a second?" she asked.

He gratefully nodded, following behind her. "You know where we're headed?"

"I think," she said, quickly locating the bathrooms. "Go ahead, I'll meet you out here, okay?" James nodded and ran off, making Katie realize how badly she had to pee herself. She went to the door of the girl's room only to find it shut with a sign that said, "out of order." She chewed her lip, not sure if she could make it, but at this point she didn't have a choice. She sighed, waiting on top of some tables while she waited for James, who finally emerged.

"You didn't..."

"I know."

"Are you gonna be-"

"I don't know."

"Then maybe you should-"

"NO." James sighed but nodded, and they walked back to the group, Katie forcing herself into line as they walked inside "the asylum."

Big Time Boyfriend Part 121

I feel like maybe Katie and James have this shared connection because she's taken care of him for so long. :P Anyways, mentions of slight desperation, and discussion of sexuality, specifically Carlos'. Anyways, enjoy lovelies! :)

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Episode 121: THE SUPERMAN (DUH DUH DUUUUH!)

"Are we almost there?" Logan whined.

"Yup," Katie said.

"Sweeeet," James said, staring at the gigantic bouncing tower. Katie squirmed a little, but not enough that anyone noticed.

"Hey, could I m-maybe get on with you guys?" Logan stuttered. Everyone stared at him.

"Course ya can!" Carlos said. "You okay by yourself Katie?"

"Yeah," She said happily. "I'll be fine, you three have fun." They all nodded and ran off to get in line. Katie decided to sit down on a little ledge close by, enjoying the shade. She sipped at her drink more, until she realized how badly she needed to pee. She chewed her lip; the boys still had a ways to go, but the line for the girls room was just as long. She debated for a while, but finally, after remembering what Carlos had told her earlier, she texted James to tell him where she would be before running off.

MEANWHILE IN LINE....

"Who's that?" Carlos asked when James pulled out his phone.

"Just Lucy," James fibbed easily with a smile.

"Aww, someone's in loooove!" Logan teased.

"Eh, so what if I am? I think the bigger problem is someone has forbidden hearts in their eyes," James said, looking directly at Carlos.

"And what happened to, 'I think I might be-'"

"Shut up," Carlos whined with a blush. "I don't know what I am but she makes me feel something."

"Yeah, and about the only person who doesn't see that is her," Logan said.

"We're THAT obvious?" Carlos asked.

"Um, Lucy hears at least three rumors a day about you two, not to mention what Gustavo called and yelled at me about the other day," James said. Carlos pouted until he realized they were next.

"I-I'm not so sure about-"

"Oh relax Logan, this'll be fun," Carlos said, forcing himself to forget everything that was making his head spin and his stomach churn at that moment.

Tiny little Tasha 14

TECHNICALLY IT IS STILL 11:56 PM ON SATURDAY FOR ME. Thus, I'm just late. :P anyways, the general warnings are as follows: Some swearing and arguing, but I don't know that there's anything in here other than plot. :P Enjoy lovelies!

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Chapter 14:

Everyone came running at the sound of Clint's voice- even Pepper- and gasped when they saw the toddler with wild red curls sitting on the bed.

"What the HELL is going on?!" Tony snapped. Natasha looked on the verge of tears and Pepper couldn't help but sigh, going in and scooping the tiny child up. "Stop screaming, you're scaring her," She said in a gentle voice. "I'd bet this has something to do with whatever's happened to her."

"No shit Sherlock," Tony grumbled. "Like I said, Reed is expecting us this morning. He has a better idea of human mutation that doesn't have to do with Gamma Radiation."

"Do we even HAVE anything for a child around here?!" Clint asked, his hands in his hair, tugging. Phil put a reassuring hand on his shoulder.

"I can run and grab her some clothes. Tony, what time is Reed expecting us?" He asked.

"Whenever we get there. But the sooner the better," He sighed, leaving, but not before he tugged on Steve's wrist.

Pepper had settled the little girl in her arms down and had her giggling. "Come on, let's go potty, and then Mommy will make you breakfast, hmmm?" She cooed. "We can have whatever you want princess."

"Even chocolate chip pancakes?" Tasha asked in a tiny voice.

"Even chocolate chip pancakes," She said, looking at Clint. "Daddy, can you start that while we get ready for today?"

Clint gave a robotic nod before he left. Yeah, this was at the top of the list of weird shit that's ever happened to him. Even Loki and his stupid tricks were below this. Tasha was.... TASHA. She was an assassin, through and through. She could kill you before you even realized what had happened. She was cold, and calculating and... and he didn't know what to do without her there to roll her eyes at him when he gushed about Phil, or to stop him from doing fatally stupid shit on a mission and.... and to keep him sane.

In the time he had prepared the pancake mix, Phil had left and returned with clothes and a few other toddler essentials, and heated the griddle, taking over for Clint. "Go sit honey, I'll fix breakfast," He said, gently shoving the man away. Clint sunk into a chair to watch.

"Phil?" He finally said.

"Yes Clint?" He asked.

He was about to say something when a ball of energy and limbs climbed up into his lap, red curls struggling to get in her face. "Daddy Daddy Daddy guess what?!" She squealed.

"......What Tasha?" He asked, trying to be as not awkward as possible.

"Mommy says we're gonna go on a playdate! We're gonna go see her friend Mr. Richards and his wife! Did you know they was having a baby? I hope it's a girl!"

"Well, they're deciding to keep it a surprise until the baby comes," Pepper smiled. Clint stared wide eyed.

"Didn't know Sue was expecting," He mumbled.

"Yes, she and Reed wanted to keep it a secret. Only the Fantastic Four and SHIELD know. She's been receiving prenatal care from us and Reed," Phil said, setting pancakes on the table, and a special plate in front of Tasha.

"Mickey Mouse!" She squeaked, seeing that was the shape of the pancake in front of her. "Daddy can you help me cut it?"

"Um, sure," He said slowly, moving around her to cut the pancakes. Pepper and Phil smiled at him. Breakfast was a quiet affair, and soon Tony had a jumbo thermos of coffee and some notes to compare with Reed, and they were off. Unfortunately.....

"Tony, we can't very well stick a toddler in a limo!" Pepper said. "She needs a carseat!"

"And what am I supposed to do Pepper? Pull one out of thin air? She'll be fine in your lap!" Tony grumped.

"Oh no she won't! She's squirmy," Pepper pointed out, holding up the wiggling toddler. Natasha whimpered as they continued to bicker before she burst into tears, crying loudly and miserably. Tony covered his ears while Clint scooped the girl out of Pepper's arms and cuddled her close.

"Stop arguing! You're scaring her," Clint said, holding the terrified child in his arms. "Look, we can get a carseat and whatever else we need later. Right now, we need to get to Reed and Sue's to fix her, okay? Can you two stop arguing long enough to get that done?"

Tony pouted, and Pepper glared at Clint, but both got in the car quietly. Clint held the tiny red head on his lap, bouncing her slightly. Natasha giggled, something Clint had never heard her do before. He smiled as the took the drive to the Baxter Building. It began to dawn on him how many freaking super heroes were living in New York. As Tony parked the car, Pepper took Natasha from Clint.

"Play time?" Natasha asked.

"Yes baby. We're gonna go see some friends and play some special games," She cooed. Clint and Tony followed behind the two, one nervously and the other broodingly. Well, here goes nothing.... They knocked on the door, and were shocked with the sight they were met with when it opened.

Big Time Boyfriend Part 120

Emotional hurt/comfort, discussions of heavy topics (IE, Kendall in rehab, Camille and the baby and adoption). Too much? Don't read. :) Enjoy lovelies.

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Episode 120: SPLISH SPLASH WE WUZ TAKING A BATH!!

Logan wandered back over to the table while Katie ran to the bathroom real quick.

"So are you convinced on staying with us?" James asked with a mouthful of pizza.

"Yeah," Logan said, playing with his food rather than eating it. Katie returned then, quietly slipping back into her chair, downing the pizza in front of her.

"Where to next?" Logan asked once everyone was done.

"We are gonna show you how to relax and have fun," Katie said, a simple yet effective plan forming in her head. "Carlos can I see the map?"

"Chyeah!" He cheered, handing the crinkly piece of paper over. Katie examined it carefully before folding it back up and leading the boys to their next destination.

"So where ARE we headed?" James asked Katie, seeing her examining the map again.

"Shh," She said, She then led them off to the right, stopping in front of huge water coaster. Logan's jaw dropped and he dragged James along with him to get on.

"You wanna join in?" Carlos asked Katie.

"Nah, if my hair gets wet what little control on it I have will go to hell," She mumbled. Carlos laughed.

"Aw come on, I like your hair all frizzy," he chuckled.

"Shut up," Katie said, taking his hand.

"No I'm serious, I like when you just brush it in the morning before you do anything to it," Carlos said, looking Katie in the eyes. She blushed.

"Thanks," she said. James and Logan were still waiting to get on the ride, so Katie and Carlos decided to look around.

"So how are you doing without Kendall?" Carlos asked. Katie squeezed his hand.

"It's not so bad when you're around," She confessed. "I just miss him so much though! It's hard, because... Because I love him." Carlos' heart broke for the little girl. "I miss him singing me to sleep, I miss his smell around me, I miss his laugh his smile..." Katie was full-on crying at this point.

"Shh, shh," Carlos said, hugging her. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you upset."

"Y-you didn't," Katie whimpered. "I just miss him. And I've tried not to let it show."

"Well don't do that. You gotta let it all out at some point or you might explode," Carlos said, meaning it both figuratively and literally. Katie smiled just a little.

"Thank you," She said, hugging her friend. She heard a huge splash behind her and she looked to see James and Logan dripping and cheering. She smiled to herself, knowing this would keep Logan happy for a while.

"Okay thanks for that," Logan said, wrapping Katie into a cold wet hug.

"Any time," She said, trying to push him off.

"Where to now?" James asked. Carlos handed Katie the map.

"Closest adrenaline rush please," Carlos said. Katie looked at the piece of paper before folding it back up and once again leading the way. Carlos took the usual position of his arm around her shoulder, giggling about cupcakes and hockey.

"They're so adorable," Logan said. "Just wish she could actually date him."

"I dunno, I kinda like that they're best friends," James shrugged. "Besides, she needs someone to protect her right now. We've got too much drama and the level-headed one needs someone to lean on. I mean she's always there for all of us, she needs someone too. I can only imagine how hard it is for her without Kendall..."

"Yeah, I'd go crazy without Camille, she's my world," Logan said. James sighed.

"I need a girlfriend," James muttered.

"You have one!" Katie called back.

"Oh yeah," James said with a smile.

"Are we almost there?" Logan whined. Katie stopped.

"Yup."

Big Time Boyfriend Part 119

I actually don't think this one needs a warning! :D If you find one that I need to add though, lemme know. I don't want to accidentally trigger someone. :) Enjoy lovelies!

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Episode 119: fun in the sun (?)

(AN: I know the title sucks, but this one is actually kinda cute. :P)

After a short walk they all arrived at their intended destination; The Lolly-Pop.

"Duuuude why are we riding this little thing?" James whined. Katie bit her lip. She didn't want to upset James, but this thing actually looked like something fun, but at the same time not terrifying. Logan whapped James on the back of the head, making Katie and Carlos giggle. James stuck his tongue out but didn't argue, seeing how this little ride was something both Logan AND Katie were actually willing to get on. Katie kept drinking, still really thirsty. She knew this would probably come back to bite her, but she didn't want to freak everyone out again.

"You okay?" Carlos asked her suddenly. She realized she had been locked in her head for the duration of their line time.

"Yeah, just... thinking," Katie said.

"Whatchya thinking about?" Carlos asked, worrying again.

"About Kendall, Camille, how I need to revive my blog," Katie shrugged.

"Oh yeah! Man you haven't posted on THERE in forever," Carlos chuckled. "I could help ya if you wanted."

"Yeah, that would be fun," Katie said. "Maybe you could even become co-owner."

"Hah, THAT would be interesting," Carlos laughed. "I can see it, a blog about cupcakes and hockey." Katie burst out laughing with Carlos at that thought.

"Alright what are you two so amused with?" Logan asked with a small smile.

"Oh, nothing, just cupcakes," Katie giggled.

"And Hockey," Carlos chimed in, making the two burst into laughter again. Logan shook his head.

"You two better watch it or people might think you're a couple," James said. Katie instantly stopped laughing, pulling away from Carlos.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Carlos asked.

"I already cheated once, I don't need it looking like I'm doing it again," Katie whispered. Carlos pulled her in to a hug.

"This is just what best friends do," he whispered back. Katie smiled, hugging Carlos. He always knew what to say. "Now SMILE. I don't wanna see any frowns on your face, got it?" Katie nodded, beaming. They finally reached the front of the line.

BLEH. THEY HAD FUN, AFTER:

"Okay wow, that WAS fun," James chuckled. Katie and Carlos had their arms slung around each other, both laughing their heads off. James rolled his eyes and smiled, they looked like two little kids.

"Where to now?" James asked.

"Hold on, lemme check," Carlos said, conferring with Katie as to where he wanted to head next. She examined the map carefully before folding it back up and leading the group towards where they needed to go, sipping at her water.

"Empty yet?" Carlos asked, noticing how frequently the girl was drinking.

"Not yet," katie mumbled, blushing.

"Hey, no blushing, please?" Carlos said, giving her the puppy eyes.

"How can I say no to you like that?" Katie giggled. Carlos smiled. "You're adorable, you know?"

"Yeah," Carlos said. They arrived at their next destination then. "You gonna come?" Carlos asked, looking at the mammoth of a coaster. Katie shook her head violently, her ponytail smacking her face. "Okay then. Come on James," Carlos said, getting in the line. Katie and Logan wandered around aimlessly.

"So... you feel better now?" Logan finally asked.

"Yeah, just got too hot," Katie said. "I'm sorry I made you worry."

"It's fine, I enjoy worrying about someone else for once," Logan chuckled, rather awkwardly. Katie smiled.

"Camille is really lucky to have you ya know," She said, trying to build Logan up. "If there were anyone to put her in this mess, at least she has someone with a level-head."

Logan blushed. "Thanks."

Carlos and James bounced back over to them.

"THAT WAS FREAKIN AWESOME!" They shouted.

"Good, glad you enjoyed it," Katie giggled. Carlos looked at her and smiled. "Where do you guys wanna go next?" As if on cue, Logan's stomach growled.

"Fooood," Logan said. They all agreed, Katie's cup empty anyways. They all followed Carlos, because for once he knew where he was going, and each went to find food.

"Hmm, whaddya want?" Carlos asked Katie, his arm still slung over her shoulder protectively.

"I dunno," Katie said, blushing at the looks people were giving her and Carlos. "pizza?"

"OOOOHH! Yeah that sounds goood, course, I want a corn dog," Carlos babbled. Katie giggled, just making Carlos smile wider. He ordered their food and paid for it, handing Katie her cup back. "Go find James and Logan and I'll meet you there." Katie nodded, skipping off to find her friends. Carlos watched her, drooling slightly, but quickly snapped himself out of it. She was KENDALL'S girlfriend. Not his.

MEANWHILE....

"Dude, she's FINE," James kept trying to convince Logan.

"But what if she isn't?" Logan argued.

"Then Lucy will take care of it," James countered.

"What's going on?" Katie asked, sitting down.

"Logan is convinced that he needs to go back home to Camille," James explained.

"Dude she's fine," Katie said, once again sipping. "And besides, if it's an emergency, Lucy'll call. RELAX."

"Yeah, but I just-"

"No butts," James and Katie argued. Carlos sat down then.

"What'd i miss?" He asked, passing Katie her nuggets.

"Logan wants to go home and check on Camille," Katie informed him, biting into her pizza.

"What?! Dude she's fine!" Carlos argued.

"Yeah yeah. I'm going to call her," Logan said, leaving the table. The three of them shrugged, returning their focus to their food.

"Don't forget this," Katie said, handing James his insulin pen.

"Thanks," He said with a blush. "Hey, how many of those things have you downed?" James asked as Katie took another sip. She set the cup down and looked at her lap.

"Three," She whispered. Carlos shrugged, going back to his food. James just stared at the tiny girl. He of all people knew how evil ones kidneys could be. Katie could feel James' eyes boring into her, and Carlos noticed how quiet she had become.

"James leave her alone!" He snapped.

"What?! Three is kinda excessive," James pointed out. He and Carlos got in an argument, so Katie went to find Logan, who was even more worried now.

"Camille I- no but-" Katie tapped on Logan's shoulder, and silently reached for the phone. Logan handed it to her.

"What's he so upset about?" Katie asked.

"He just misses me, and he wants to take care of me," Camille sighed. "He'd try and take care of you but Carlos snatched that role up. And by the way what did I tell you about drinking?!"

"Yeah I know Camille," Katie said, rolling her eyes.

"Show him a good time and he'll loosen up. He's not one for thrill rides but anything fast or wet he'll love," Camille explained. "And if nothing else call me and I'll give him a good slap in the head." Katie giggled, knowing Camille could probably get that to happen. "AND DON'T FORGET TO PEE."

"Yeah yeah," Katie said, shrugging her cousin off, although she realized she needed to go pretty bad.

"And you know I'm right," She said. "Go, then tell Logan to have a good time or else, okay?"

"Okay sissy," Katie sighed. "Love you."

"Love you too kiddo," She said. Katie hung up, deciding for once to actually listen to someone's warnings.

Big Time Boyfriend Part 118

Okay, so once upon a time I was fourteen, Had a hopeless, stupid, doomed-from-the-start crush on an eighteen-year-old, and I had this weird fantasy that he would like, save me from dehydration or something? Idk, but this update is roughly based on it. WARNINGS: Dehydration, a little bit of hurt/comfort, if you could even call it that. Seriously, this was mostly for my own enjoyment, but I think it turned out okay. If you have any issues with it, just don't read/lemme know I guess. Otherwise enjoy! :)

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Episode 118: Drip drop.

"CARLOS!" James shouted, a firm grip on Katie. Carlos looked up and his eyes widened.

"Katie what's wrong?" He asked.

"What do you think is wrong?!" Logan shouted sarcastically.

"I'm.. So.. hot," Katie choked out. James leaned the sweaty girl onto his best friend.

"I saw a cafe down the hill that was shaded," James explained.

"She needs water," Logan added. Carlos checked the backpack, but her water bottle hadn't been filled.

"You think you can walk?" Carlos asked.

"No," Katie said, getting sleepy.

Carlos picked her up. "Come on, let's go get you feeling better," Carlos said, carrying her bridal style down the hill. He found the place James was talking about and set the girl down at a table. "Wait here okay?"

"Okay," Katie said, not really intending on going anywhere else, except maybe to sleep. Carlos left and came back with a gigantic cup of water in his hand.

"Drink," he ordered gently. Katie slowly sipped at it, her cheeks becoming a little less red by the time she was half-way through.

"I'm sorry," Katie said finally.

"For what?" Carlos asked, thoroughly confused. "You didn't do anything. Logan walks freakishly fast is all."

"Yeah," Katie said, sipping at the drink again. Carlos made her look at him.

"ANYONE could have gotten dehydrated," He clarified. "It HAPPENS. I'm just glad you're okay."

"I'm supposed to drink a lot generally but even more on hot days," Katie admitted sheepishly. Carlos nodded, taking the cup to refill it when Katie emptied it. "You feel ready to go back to the others?"

"Not really," Katie said, though more from embarrassment than weakness. Carlos shrugged, happy to do whatever kept Katie happy. Even a sweaty disheveled mess, he still couldn't keep his eyes off of her. He knew how wrong this crush was, yet he couldn't help but fall. "Why are you looking at me?" Katie finally asked.

"Just trying to make sure you're okay," Carlos shrugged, blushing a little himself. Katie sighed, draining her cup a second time. Carlos filled it again and brought it back.

"Alright, let's go see where the other two ran off to," Katie said, finally standing up. She stretched a little, before Carlos placed his hands on her shoulders.

"Promise me something?" He asked. Katie slowly nodded. "Promise me you will tell me if you need anything. And I mean ANYTHING. Whether it's as simple as more water, or as extravagant as winning you the fluffiest unicorn at some booth. I need my buddy around, okay?" Katie smiled and nodded, and Carlos slung his arm around her. "Good. Now let's go find something for all of us to do together." Katie smiled at that thought.

BACK BY THE THRILL RIDE:

"There!" Logan shouted, spotting Katie and Carlos walking back up to them. Logan and James ran down and swallowed the small girl up inside a group hug.

"Okay I do need oxygen ya know," She joked. The two boys let her go.

"Sorry," James said. "Just, ya know, worried." Katie smiled, happy to be worried about. "Where to now Carlitos?"

"Well... According to the map..." Katie looked at the thing In Carlos' hands and realized he had no idea whatsoever as to what he was doing.

"Why don't I have a look?" Katie suggested. Carlos handed the map and explained where he wanted to go. Katie examined the intricate maze of paths and figured out the best way to go. "Alright, you hold on to this, and follow me," she instructed. Carlos followed close at her side, James and Logan at the back. After a short walk they all arrived at their intended destination; The Lolly-Pop.

Big Time Boyfriend Part 117

I find it funny that I wrote this part long before I wrote the past like, ten updates, and yet what happened in them perfectly precedes this. Anyways, WARNINGS: Emotional hurt/comfort, drama, dehydration. Trust me, there is a reason for it. Enjoy! :D

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Episode 117: Shaky.

WHEN THEY REACHED SIX FLAGS:

Katie, Carlos, James and Logan grabbed a park map and started to plan out their day of adventures.

"I HAVE to ride the Tower of power," James declared.

"Three words: Turn-uh-round!" Carlos added.

Katie and Logan looked at each other, then said together, "We don't like thrill rides." Carlos and James both stared at them as if they were crazy.

"WHAT?!"

"I got on one when I was really little and it scared the crap out of me," Katie shrugged.

"Wait Camille said you got on one again at fourteen," Logan remembered.

"Only to avoid a dream I had from coming true because of a stupid promise I made a friend," Katie answered.

"Well.... There aren't JUST thrill rides here," Carlos said, examining the map again. James pouted.

"I wanna ride thrill rides!" He whined.

"Oh shut up James you two can go get your adrenaline rush, I'm just not gonna join you," Katie reasoned.

"Wait, Logan didn't you get on the scream back in Minnesota?" James said, instantly regretting saying it because he remembered the same time Logan did what happened afterwards.

"Yeah and I pissed myself too I got so scared," Logan mumbled, embarrassed.

"Okay!" Carlos shouted. "Perfectly balanced, enjoyable day planned! Now follow meeee!" Carlos said, running off. Katie giggled, seeing he was headed the wrong way.

"So what did the doctor say the other day?" Katie asked as she fell in step with Logan.

"Baby's doing good," He said softly. "He's definitely a boy. He would have been my boy. Maybe an athlete." Katie saw how much he didn't want this adoption. "But it's not the right time."

"Hey, you have as much right to be as upset as she does," Katie said, wrapping her arm around Logan. "You don't know how many times I catch Camille crying looking at those sonogram photos. She doesn't want to give him up either."

"Then why are we if we both don't want this?" Logan mused.

"Because you know it's what's best for him," Katie said before stopping. "Hey wait a second where'd Carlos run off to?"

Logan sighed. "Let me call him," He muttered, dialing. "DUDE! WHAT?! Yeah, we're coming!" Logan pressed the end button and shoved his phone back in his pocket. "They somehow ended up on the other side of the park, come on." Katie jogged behind Logan, who was surprisingly fit for a nerd. When they finally reached James and Carlos, all four of them were dripping with sweat.

"How did you lose sight of us?!" Carlos grumbled.

"Well if you hadn't been going the wrong way MAYBE we wouldn't have gotten separated!" Logan shouted. Katie was so incredibly hot, and James noticed her swaying, and walked over to her.

"You okay?" He asked, noticing how heavy her breathing was. She shook her head no, and fell on top of James. "CARLOS!"

Big Time Boyfriend Part 116

Teeny tiny bit of desperation, more mentions of past abuse, and some adorable hurt/comfort, if only a little dramatic. :P I also left in the notes I had in here when I originally wrote it. Enjoyyy!!

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Episode 116: little pink lies

(AN: I know this is a weird way to start but again, loosely based on reality. :P)

CAMILLE'S POV:

"I promise we'll keep her safe," Logan whispered to me as he hugged me. He lead them out the door and I waited until it closed before I burst in to tears.

"Shh, you said you'd get a restraining order," Lucy said, hugging me.

"But who knows how long that'll take and shes' not safe with him hanging around!" I sobbed. "You don't know what he did to her! I don't even know what all he did to her!"

"Shh, Camille breathe," Lucy said, rubbing my back. I hadn't even realized I was hyperventilating. "Camille we CAN keep her safe. ALL of us. We just have to be on our toes. We can't leave her alone at ALL. Carlos can go with her to the studio, and I can escort her around the Palmwoods, and any other time she's either here with you or with Carlos."

"But what about this weekend?" I asked hoarsely.

".....I'll take her," Lucy said. "She trusts me, and I fend off bitches too. Carlos just has to look after James for me."

I nodded slowly, sitting up and wiping my eyes. "Sorry, I didn't mean to freak out, but..."

"She's like your sister, I get it," Lucy said. "I was that way with Annie."

END CAMILLE'S POV, AND MEANWHILE, ON A HIGHWAY ACROSS TOWN CAUGHT IN SOME TRAFFIC.......

(AN: We're gonna go with what's at the Six Flags in Texas if I use ANYTHING that's actually at Six Flags, because that's the only one I've ever been to. But I'll probably take creative license most of the time. Carry on! :)

"Dude and The Batman!" Carlos said.

"I know man, we've GOT to get on all of them!" James said, squirming a little in his seat. Katie, sitting where she could see him, caught it instantly and pulled out her phone and started typing, showing the final result to Carlos; he nodded, getting off at the first exit.

"Dude, we're not even half way to the park," Logan said.

"I need gas and K forgot her water bottle," Carlos said easily. Logan sighed, playing along even though he'd filled up the tank that morning. Carlos chewed his lip and parked the car in front of the convenience store.

"Come with me James?" Katie asked. 

He nodded, rushing out of the car and in to the store with her. "How did you know?"

"Nevermind that," she said, spotting a bathroom at the back corner of the store. "They're in the back now go."

MEANWHILE IN THE CAR....

"Carlos I filled up the tank this morning," Logan said. "And if I'm correct that pink thing in the side of your backpack is Katie's water bottle, is it not?"

"Um..." was all Carlos could manage to get out.

"You could have told me the truth, I knew he had to pee," Logan said.

"He get's really self-conscious about it though," Carlos said. "It's just easier if I make an excuse or distraction and Katie takes him."

Logan nodded as the other two came back to the car. "We good?" he asked them, getting a nod from Katie and James.

"Then lez go!" Carlos said, pulling out of the parking lot.

The first day's the hardest 8

I know I said the next one would be happier. I kind of didn't expect another emotional shit storm to hit either, so here we are. APPLICABLE WARNINGS: Glossed over purging, Not glossed over kidnapping, torture, threats, threats of sexual slavery, hallucinations, dub con/attempted non-con/rape, more torture..... Yeah.... :/ Idk. I just, don't even know. But I think it turned out all right. Of course, let me know what you think. ;) And as always, synopsis at the end if you choose to skip.

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Chapter 8:

The first time she was lucky. Phil had known where they were. The worst thing that had happened was Natasha had pissed herself. No one had laid a finger on them, and they went home all sunshines and rainbows.

This time she wasn't so lucky.

She had gone out for a run. Not that she didn't like the treadmill or the track that SHIELD gyms offered, but she wanted to explore, and breathe something other than air conditioning. Her therapist suggested it. In between torture sessions, she reminded to tell her therapist to go fuck herself because that was the last time she was listening to the crazy bitch. She was currently having an internal melt down, and Red Room training was warring with SHIELD counseling advice and she honestly felt like her head was about to explode.

Something that kept running inside was the urges to self destruct. But she had started training with Clint (Against protocol, but her whole existence was against protocol, so), and if one thing kept her going, it was his words, "Do what keeps you alive the longest."

Funny, she didn't seem to see how forcing herself to purge what little was inside her stomach fit into that. Another reason to tell her therapist to fuck off. Still, it settled her enough to get her to just think clearly. And right now she had to survive. She had to, if only long enough to escape or kill the bastards, whichever came first. She didn't think about Clint. He could be looking for her, but she couldn't take that chance. She was on her own, in a strange place with strange things, and she had no idea what they wanted. Well.

She got her first chance to figure that out when they dragged her, hissing and screaming, out of her cell sometime after she fell asleep. She had no idea what they were going to do to her, but it had to be better than what they did last time, which was drug her and stick her in that damn cell to panic.

Strong, she reminded herself. You are strong, if nothing else. You can bend, but you won't break. She was shoved into a chair, and strapped down and left alone. That was better than it could have been. She started counting.

At 7,802, someone came in. He was horrible looking, had a balding head and a glass eye. Not too far from a pirate. He had a gun, and he set it on the table between them, along with a syringe full of unknown liquid.

"Natalia," He said in Russian. They didn't know she spoke English then. Good.

"What do you want you imbecile," She responded back in her native language.

"I'd watch my temper if I were you," He responded back sharply, but with an edge of calmness. "I don't want to have use my little friends here, but I will if I have to. Now then, I don't appreciate what your little friends did last time I captured you and the bird." So she was right before.

A hand stroked her red locks. She'd be shaving her head now when this was done. "Natalia, I know you know things. Things that I myself would like to know. Wouldn't it just be simpler if you taught me and we could go, and no one would be harmed in the process?"

"How do I know you'll keep your word?" She asked, her hands twisting and turning in their little binds. No good, they were secure, and she was out of practice with escaping from bondage. "How do I know you won't kill me once I give you what you want?"

"Oh believe me Natalia, you are the first female that has been dragged in here in ages. I would not worry about death. Slavery.... A much more likely outcome." She shuddered. Twisted men had twisted kinks. She'd learned that the hard way too many times. Each one promised to be gentle and yet-

"NATALIA!" He was inches from her face, and she could see an old scar that had faded on his neck. "Listen closely. If you want this to go easy, you will wait in your cell like the good girl you are. You will not whine, or whimper, or make a fool of yourself like you did the last time. Understood?"

She nodded with a gulp. So he knew. "And you would be wise to not let it happen at all. Some men.... Well, best you not find out." She was sedated, and when she woke up, she was in that stupid fucking cell again.

God. Okay, take stock, She instructed herself. No broken bones or bruises. Nothing hurt except her throat, which was to be expected. She saw food on the floor. Not a lot, but enough. She hesitated. She would need to make it last, in case this was her only meal. But she also needed to put as much in her as she could if she had to.... take care of things again.

No, you are strong, she reminded herself. So she ate. Slowly. She tried not to think about it and let her mind wander back to SHIELD. She specifically thought of Maria Hill. She wondered if the woman was looking for her. What traces she would find, if any. She wondered if the woman was worried. It was about that time she realized said woman was standing in front of her. Huh.

"You know you're going crazy." God, she must really be losing it to hallucinate. "I'm not real."

"I know," She says softly, weakly. "I'm still glad you're here though."

Maria smiled brightly, and that was that. They talked, of horrible things Natasha had endured, and how this was nothing, and how many times she had beaten Clint at arm wrestling when her cell was suddenly flooded with gas. Maria coughed, trying to reassure Natasha as she passed out.

* * *

When she woke up the next time, she was back in the chair. No, actually, this one was different. Metallic features with mild upholstery in the back. This could only get worse.

"You lied." This time in English. Great. "You lied you little bitch you. And now you are going to get your punishment like the little SLUT you are!"

Natasha whimpered. This was so bad. He growled, and forcefully attacked her lips. She knew this drill. This was one thing that she knew enough about to know not to fight. Next he wound his fingers in her hair, running his fingers gently through them. Sheesh! It was about then that he decided he should fondle (And by fondle I mean painfully squeeze) her breasts, when he backed off.

"Son of a bitch," He panted, pressing a hand to his ear. "Yes I am AWARE! Stall them! I'll have to finish this myself." He backs off, going to the table. "I really hoped I wouldn't have to do this, but since Duty calls and all that..."

Her mouth goes dry, and she can hear crackling above her head. She whimpers, struggling to get free when finally, the door gets forcefully shot to the ground, and suddenly all you can see and hear is light.

* * * *

It's not so bad here, She thinks. She watches her memories go by, in a whirl. Everything that has ever happened to her. How Clint has made her laugh, how Maria braided her hair... Her family.... And suddenly she's at the beginning, seeing her Papa for the first time.... And then the lights fade...

* * * *

"NATASHA!" Maria Hill screams. "Oh God oh God oh God Tasha please come back PLEASE!"

"Agent Hill," It's Clint. No amount of brainwashing could erase him from her mind. "Oh God. PHIL! WE NEED A MEDIC!" She sees the woman crying over her, holding her to her chest, whispering.

"I'm sorry! We should have been faster Tasha oh I love you so much please I don't care what happens just come back."

* * * *

"I'm here," She tries to say. Everything feels slippery, especially words. "I love you." But it won't come and all she can feel is a massive headache. Suddenly the crying woman is gone and so is Clint and Phil and she's left, drifting.

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Yeah I don't know where that ending came from either. So I think that, after the next update, we will, HOPEFULLY, be getting back to the happy, recovery side of things. Probably. I've been in such an angsty mood though, and plot has to come from somewhere. :P For those who chose to skip:

Natasha gets kidnapped, and slightly tortured. She also has an imaginary conversation with Maria Hill, and then things get real. She is put in the same chair that they stick Bucky/The Winter Soldier in, and then she is drifting....

Big Time Boyfriend Part 115

Okay, so when I was writing this, my stalker ex-boyfriend was still being an asshole and pretty much ruining my virtual life. Thus, this happened. Slight trigger warning for possible mentions of past dating violence/domestic abuse. It all kind of ties into Katie's backstory. Anyways enjoy. :)

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Episode 115: Sour apples

"Katie, what's wrong?" James asked curiously.

"Her ex got parole," Carlos said.

"He what?!" Camille said, coming out of the bathroom.

"He's gonna find me!" Katie cried.

Camille quickly wrapped the girl up in her arms, whispering to her. "He won't find you. You know why? Cuz I'm growing what is possibly the incredible Hulk in here he kicks so much. Between the two of us we'll beat the shit out of him before he lays so much as a finger on you again. You're going away this weekend anyways. When you come back this town will be safe for you. I swear sissy, do you hear me?"

Katie nodded tearily against her. "C-can we still file for that restraining order?"

"You'll probably have to go to court," Camille warned.

"I don''t care, I don't feel safe," She sniffled.

"Then we will," Camille said. "I won't let him near you. I promise you, got that?"

KATIE'S POV:

I nodded. Camille had never EVER broken a promise she ever made me. I looked at Carlos, then at Lucy, and Logan, and finally James. They could keep me safe. If ANYONE could keep me safe, it was these guys. And Camille was right; I was going away that weekend, she and Logan could throw him off my trail in that time. I took a deep breath and looked at Logan. "You ready to leave?"

"Whenever you're ready," He said, sharing a look with Camille. I sniffled, checking my backpack one last time. Carlos and I had agreed to share a backpack with either James or Logan and I had chosen James. I had everything; spare clothes for both of us, his diabetes supplies, extra pull-ups, a first aid kit, my wallet, earphones, chap stick, a note book and pen, and a guitar pick for good luck, with my phone in my back pocket. I slid the backpack on and nodded to Logan.

Logan breathed a sigh of relief. "Then let's go," he said happily. I smiled weakly, skipping over to the couch.

"Bye sissy," I said, hugging her tightly.

"Bye kiddo," She whispered.

END KATIE'S POV

Big Time Boyfriend part 114

I totally cheated on the omo in this one. :P Well, sort of. This one is still mainly about James. BE WARNED: There is mentions of self-esteem issues, ageplay, diapers, desperation, and a little leak Seriously, why haven't I just diapered him 24/7 yet. Oh wait... ;D Weeeelll anyways, enjoy!

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Episode 114: Oooops.

"I gotta pee really really REALLY bad Mommy!" James said, squirming frantically.

"Shh, calm down James," she cooed. "Traffic isn't letting up, but I have an idea."

"What?" James sniffled, still squirming. Lucy reached in to the back and grabbed the package of diapers.

"If you put one on, you'll be okay to go," she said. James bit his lip and whimpered. "Shh, honey you wear pull-ups to bed. You wet them. what's so different about this?"

"B-because if I do, then... Then I really am a stupid baby," James said, crying by the end. Lucy's heart broke and she pulled him close and kissed him passionately, flipping on the hazards. James froze, before melting into it, forgetting his predicament for a minute.

Lucy smirked into the kiss before pulling away. "You're not a stupid baby, your my baby. And there's a big difference."

"R-really?" James asked, still squirming and grabbing his crotch.

"Really," Lucy said, smiling.

(AUGH I'M TIMESKIPPING. LIKE TO THE NEXT MORNING.)

"Hey Lucy," Katie said, opening the front door. "Come on in."

"Thanks," She said. "How was last night?"

"Better. Thanks for diapering him before you left," Katie sighed. "I just hope we can make it through today."

"He'll be fine," Lucy assured her. "Just remind him, he doesn't like speaking up."

"And make sure you stay cool, it's supposed to get up to 100 today," Camille added from the couch. "Please stay hydrated. I don't need you in the hospital again."

"Camille I'll be-" suddenly the backpack Katie had been packing started to vibrate. She sighed and dug her phone out. "Yeah James? Yeah she's- okay just- CHILL! We'll be right up okay?"

Lucy quickly climbed the stairs, knocking softly on the closed bathroom door. "Sweetie it's me, are you okay?" she asked softly.

The lock clicked and James opened the door slowly. "no," he whimpered, tears in his eyes. A quick once over and Lucy found the problem; his pull-up had leaked.

"oh sweetie it's no big deal," she cooed, leading him back in to the bathroom. "Accidents happen alright?"

"But there not supposed to," He whimpered. "Not to me."

"You're sick baby," Lucy said. "You tried to make it but you didn't. And that's okay baby. We know that and we're not mad, okay?"

James nodded slowly. "Can you help me change Mommy?"

Lucy nodded happily, leading James to the bedroom. "Lay down on the bed sweetie," she cooed. James did as he was told, finding himself in new clothes faster than when they had quick changes backstage at their shows.

"you're fast Mommy," he said in awe. Lucy giggled, offering her hand to James. He took it gladly and lead them downstairs, only to find Katie sobbing loudly on the couch. "Katie, what's wrong?" he asked curiously.

Big Time Boyfriend part 113

There is a heavy dose of ageplay in this one. Like seriously, that's what this whole update is about. Don't like? Don't read. :) Enjoy lovelies!

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Episode 113: Sleepy, itchy, and icky

(AN: hehe, sorry it's about James this time, but it's important, okay? :)

"Come on, I have a friend who would like to meet you," Lucy said, shouldering James' backpack and tugged him towards the adult baby store.

"How did you know about this place?" James asked shyly.

"I... found it online. My first boyfriend and I got into it and I loved it ever since," Lucy admitted, stepping inside with him.

"Lu Lu!" a tall black kid with curly blonde hair that was clearly dyed with a pierced ear  ran to hug Lucy.

"Hey Tony!" She said, bear-hugging him back. "How's momma?"

"She's good. She misses you coming around though," He said. "How's the label-hunt going?"

"Ugh, same as ever," She said, pulling back. "Um, I found someone new," She added, pointing over her shoulder.

"Well who's this little guy?" He asked.

"He's new, and this is my boyfriend, James," She said, taking his hand with a smile. "We need to get him a few things." James blushed heavily, looking away.

Gaston smiled. "Well go right ahead. You know where to find me if you need help. We just got some new sleepers in and the sippies are on sale."

"Thanks Tony. And pull your pants up, your diaper is showing," She finished softly with a giggle, leading James to the diapers.

"How'd you find him?" He asked.

"I have my ways," She giggled. "Now what size boxer are you?"

"Large," He mumbled shyly, sucking his thumb. Lucy grabbed a package before tugging him off to the sippy cups.

"Do you like cars or rockets?"

"Rockets," James mumbled shyly, looking longingly at some bottles and sticking his thumb in his mouth.

"And what's your favorite color?" Lucy asked, putting the sippies and bottles in her cart.

"Woyal bwue."

"Alright, mommy's gonna go find you a paci, you go pick out some toys, okay?" James nodded, wandering two isles over and ignoring the feeling in his bladder. His jaw dropped when he found the isle of boys toys, running down to the cars and smiling when he found a pack with all trucks.

ALRIGHT THIS IS BORING I'M TIME-SKIPPING TO THE RIDE HOME......

"Tank ou Mommy," James said, paci in his mouth as they got in Lucy's car.

"You're welcome angel," Lucy cooed, giggling when James yawned. "You need to sleep angel."

"No mommy, I'm fine," James whined with another yawn.

"You're sleepy Jamie," she said firmly.

"But I don't wanna ruin Mommy's car," James whimpered, his eyes already closing.

"Shh, Mommy won't care, her seats aren't that hard to clean," Lucy cooed, rubbing James' back as he fell asleep. She smiled, getting on the highway, frowning at the traffic. She sighed, turning on the radio, humming softly when her phone vibrated. It was Katie calling. "Yello?"

"Hey, you got time to talk?" Katie asked.

"Yeah, just sitting in traffic," Lucy said.

"Ugh, same. And people wonder why LA is so smoggy."

"Yeah," Lucy chuckled. "You excited for tomorrow?"

"Eh."

"Eh? What is eh?"

"I dunno, I'm just... I'm scared about leaving Camille in the state she's in."

"She's pregnant, not dying of cancer. And besides, I'll be there"

"I know, but... I just worry about her. I can see her slowly slipping away as she gets bigger. I'm worried about what'll happen when she actually DOES have the baby and she has to give her away."

"Yeah," Lucy sighed, noticing James wiggling in his sleep and whimpering. She rubbed his back and continued, "But she has you and Logan. And all of us too."

"Yeah I know," Katie said. "Oh! traffic is moving! See you at home, Bye!"

"Bye," Lucy laughed.

James stirred slightly, opening his eyes. "Mommy?" He mumbled.

"I'm here angel," she cooed. "What's wrong?"

James whimpered. "I gotta pee really bad."

Tiny little Tasha 13

Some bedwetting in here, as well as de-aging. Also, THE FANTASTIC FOUR FINALLY SHOW UP! :D Well, half of the fantastic four anyways. :P So yeah, enjoy! :D

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Chapter 13:

"So explain to me how you got him calling you Mama?" Pepper chuckled, sitting down with Steve and Bruce for some late night tea.

"Literally the only thing that would get him to stop crying was to have his mommy. So I improvised," Steve shrugged. "And how did you get Tasha out of her flashback and to sleep?"

Bruce frowned deeply. "We ended up having to give her a sedative in a cup of warm milk," He sighed. "I'm interested to see what Reed comes up with tomorrow. It doesn't look like whatever happened to her is-"

"MOMMY!" Tony screamed across the tower.

"I'll take this one. You two get some rest, okay? We're bound to have another day from hell tomorrow," She murmured. "Thanks again for your help Steve."

"No trouble ma'am," He smiled, taking their mugs to the sink.

As Pepper expertly made her way down the hall, she realized Steve hadn't put him in the nursery. Shit. That had to mean... Yep. Little sneak.

A sobbing, shivering, Tony lay in his soaked oversized king bed. In all fairness, Pepper probably should have warned Steve that Tony was a sneak when he was cranky. She gently moved to console the sobbing man. 

"Shhh, Mommy's here," she cooed, sitting on the dry edge of the bed. When they had first started whatever this was, they were very quick to set up a list of boundaries. Nightmares required no touching him until he was ready. The only exception was if someone was in danger (including himself, Pepper had added later).

"Mommy I had a bad dream!" Tony sobbed, wrapping his arms around her neck. "The water!"

"Shh, I know honey, I know," She cooed, running her fingers through her baby boy's hair."But you're here with me. You're safe baby boy. I promise."

Tony slowly settled down, sucking his thumb as he shifted in his wet pajamas. "Mommy I'm wet," He said sadly.

"I know honey. Come on, let's get you cleaned up, hmm?" Pepper cooed.

MEANWHILE, ACROSS TOWN.....

"I'm serious Johnny, I think she might be the one," Ben, or more commonly called, Thing, explained to Johnny Storm. "I think I'm gonna pop the question."

"Ben, you sure? I mean yeah, my sister and Reed are expecting, but..." Johnny stopped short. "You hear that?" He whispered.

Ben listened closely when something hopped down from the fire escape. "Johnny Storm," it hissed. Thing punched the thing- a robot?- while another minion grabbed Johnny. He burst into flames, but not before it managed to empty a syringe of light blue liquid into him.

"Johnny!" Ben called, seeing the man stop flaming. Johnny looked up at thing, before he burst into tears. "MONSTER!" He sobbed. Ben was taken aback. "WANT SISSY!" 

"Um... I'm a friendly monster," Ben tried. "And I know your sister."

"Monster know sissy?" He sniffled. 

"Yup. Come on, I'll take you to her," He said. Johnny raised his arms up. Ben blinked before he sighed and scooped Johnny up. "Ya know, I heard this happened to one of the Avengers today," He mumbled. "Sure hope Reed knows what's gotten in to you..."

THE NEXT MORNING AT AVENGERS TOWER.....

Natasha woke with a small little yawn. She was still stuck in a little mindset, but... something was very different. Clint was the first to come check on her, and he dropped the sippy cup of milk when he saw the toddler sitting on the bed, staring at him. "Daddy!" she squealed.

"BRUUUUCE!" Clint screamed.

Tiny little Tasha 12

There is bathing in here, if that's an issue. Otherwise enjoy! :D

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Chapter 12:

The mess Pepper was met with in the bathroom was considerably less adorable. Clint was soaked through and water was everywhere.

"Are you sure they gave you the right age?" Pepper asked as she pulled out some extra towels.

"I don't know, but I do know a little girl in big trouble," he said firmly. Natasha whimpered and Pepper glared at Clint before turning back to face her.

"Tasha, why did you make a water mess?" Pepper asked firmly.

"Cuz Daddy and I was splashin' a little and it was fun and then I tried to make big splashes," Tasha said, shivering slightly.

"Lets get you out," she relented. "Honey you cant make big splashes. It makes a big mess that Daddy or I have to clean up. Do you understand baby?"

"Yes Mommy," Tasha said as she rubbed her eyes. "I sleepy."

"How about I fix you some juice and you and Daddy cuddle, hmm?" Pepper offered.

"No! Wan' Mommy cuddles!" She whimpered. 

Clint sighed. "I'll go see if Phil is back yet," he said quietly.

Pepper nodded and carried Tasha to their bedroom. She set her on the bed while she dug out pajamas.

"Mommy?" Natasha finally said.

"Yes darling?" Pepper answered.

"M'sowwy I was bad," she said sadly. 

Pepper looked up to see tears in the poor girl's eyes. "Oh honey I forgave you before you even asked," She said with a quick kiss to the cheek, sliding a nightgown over Natasha's head.

"I'm a bad girl Mommy I'm sorry please don't hit me!" Natasha begged, having a flashback of her time in the Red Room.

"Shh, Mommy loves you very much honey and I will NEVER hurt you. Ever," Pepper cooed, remembering when both Tony and Natasha would have nightmares. "You're safe honey. Me and Daddy and Uncle Phil and Uncle Steve will keep you safe, okay? I promise."

Natasha's sobs slowly turned into quiet sniffles, and it was then Pepper noticed Phil and Clint watching from the door frame.

"Here's some pull-ups and a cup of juice," Phil said quietly, setting them at the foot of the bed. "We'll give you two some privacy."

Pepper nodded, whispering her thanks as she watched the two men leave.

MEANWHILE IN THE BATHTUB ON TONY'S PERSONAL FLOOR....

"Mommy's never gonna come back for me!" Tony sobbed, cuddling in to Steve's chest. The only way the super soldier had convinced his boyfriend to actually get in the tub was for the two of them to take a bath together. "She loves Tasha more than me. Everyone loves anything more than me! I suck!"

"Language little dude," Steve said, holding the smaller male in his arms. "And you know that's not true. Mommy loves you just as much as she loves Tasha. Tasha just can't do anything by herself."

"I can't do anything by myself either!" Tony wailed.

"You can too. You can build with your Lego's, and you can do science to a level that even Bruce doesn't understand, and you run a company for pete's sake! You can do lots of things by yourself."

"Doesn't mean I want to," Tony sniffled miserably. "Jus' wan' my mommy!"

"And she promised she would tuck you in and tell you a story Tony. JARVIS, is Tasha asleep yet?"

"No sir. Miss Potts and Dr. Banner are trying to calm her down from a flashback," The AI quietly informed them.

"See? She doesn't want me anymore!" Tony said.

"Alright Tony, enough wallowing," Steve declared. "I love you, and until such time as Mommy takes over, I'll be your.... Um..."

"Substitute Mommy?" Tony offered. Steve smiled. He quite liked that title.

"Sure buddy. I'll be Mommy number 3," He declared. "Now then, time to wash up and get ready for bed, okay?"

Tony nodded slowly, still thinking about Pepper as Steve bathed him. When it came time to get dressed though, there was no way he was going to make it easy on Steve. He just wasn't that way. Which was why he decided to run, butt naked, down the hall and hide himself in his closet. Steve huffed, having JARVIS keep an eye on him while he gathered up Tony's Captain America footies and a pull up.

"Tony?" He called as he entered the closet. "Time to get dressed for bed."

Katy Knight one shot

Okay so someone asked me for some Katy Knight wetting (Bed wetting and/or swimsuit wetting). I honestly couldn't resist, because BTR. :3 It's a 5+1 style story. If you haven't read anything like it before, I'd suggest looking some up. They're awesome and I've been looking for an excuse to write something in this format for a while. Hope everyone enjoys! :)

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1.
She was five. Kendall was the only one who knew that it still happened, because she always crawled into bed with him after a nightmare. He was the one who somehow got her the stupid pull-ups. She didn't ask how, but she just decided it was easier then being a disappointing wet little monster.


2.
It was right before her tenth birthday when they moved to LA. The apartment they were in was crappy, and she'd had to bunk with her mom and Kendall. Not the worst thing in the world, but she still had the same, stupid problem. Kendall had gotten a job (before they left), which had helped him get her more pull-ups, but still. Ten. She was almost ten and she still wet the stupid bed.

The first night was the hardest, because there was very little privacy in their tiny apartment. Seriously, couldn't Gustavo have put them up someplace a LITTLE nicer (Or at least with more than two bedrooms)? She took her time getting ready for bed. She honestly had almost abandon the idea, before Kendall decided she probably needed help (He always did, despite the fact she was almost ten), and decided to just come barging in.

"You okay baby sis?" He asked, that same, goofy grin on his face as always. It at least put her at ease, making her smile shyly.

"Yeah.... just nervous," She admitted. "I don't want anyone else to-"

"Hey, you really think I'm gonna let anyone pick on you?" He asked, getting down on his knees so they could see eye to eye.

".....No. But come ON Kendall! It's embarrassing!" She whined.

".....Tell you what. If you wear em tonight, I'll let you take Logan on in scrabble, okay?" She sighed, but nodded. How the heck could she pass that offer up? In the end, Logan lost (Thanks to one not so little word), and everything went fine. Well, sort of, but Kendall had her back.


3.
Kendall was gone a lot more, which made things even harder. Without him around, her stash of protection slowly depleted. She'd had to stop wearing them, which was why she had fallen asleep on the couch, waiting for Kendall to get back from his date (Which was supposed to happen an hour ago) so that they could play her new video game.

But she HAD fallen asleep before she could change and, unfortunately, Logan got home first. He took one look at Katy, and frowned. This wasn't like her. The normally so put together, almost eleven-year-old he knew wouldn't.... Well. But she and Kendall were so CLOSE. And he'd been around less and less lately. Maybe this was a side effect?

He sighed. Time to play big brother. Seriously, he'd have to talk to Kendall about this one. He gingerly made his way over to the couch, gently shaking the girl. "Katy? Wake up," he whispered gently.

"Hmm?" She said, slowly opening her eyes. "Logie? Where's-" She stopped short, feeling the cold dampness beneath her. She bit her lip and blushed, trying to fight the tears that threatened to overflow her eyes.

"Hey hey hey, don't cry," Logan pleaded. "It's not the end of the world. We can clean it up and no one will ever know, okay? It was just a fluke thing, right?"

Katy swallowed the lump in her throat, wiping roughly at her eyes before she nodded. Logan didn't believe that for a second but let it slide.

"Hey, you go clean up, I'll take care of the couch and then we can have hot chocolate, alright?"

"With Marshmallows?" Katy asked. Logan nodded. In the end, the sofa was an easy fix, and Katy was back asleep by the time Kendall eventually trudged in the door, feeling so guilty he could barely stand himself.


4.
Twelve. She was twelve, and she was STILL having more wet nights than dry. Kendall was too busy to help her anymore, so she was on her own with this. Well, that wasn't fair. He was just so BUSY. He said to ask him and he'd always be there for her. But she was too big for this. She had to get it under control by herself.

So, it was after that horrible Valentines Day (well, horrible for the guys, not so much her), that she found herself once again awake, alone, and wet. She sighed, cleaning herself up before balling everything up to take down to do laundry. Unfortunately, she hadn't counted on James being awake and devouring ice cream (A ritual he had after a date gone wrong). She squeaked, and that's when he noticed her.

"Katy? What are you doing up?" He asked.

"I-I um-"

"And what's with the laundry?"

"Well you see I... uh-"

"Katy," James said. She blushed, and tried to avoid his gaze. "Hey, not the end of the world." She risked a glance up, and he was smiling at her. "Come on, I'll help." In the end, it was a quiet affair, and before long they were both back in the apartment, eating ice cream together.

"Next time just come find me, okay?" James said through a mouthful.

"Okay," Katy mumbled.


5.
In her defense, the stupid Jennifer's had been BEGGING for Katy to mess with them. And mess with them she did. She'd hijacked the fan, sending Curly-haired Jennifer's hat flying into the water, thus disrupting their strut. It had been hilarious to see her trying to get the hat from Katy, who kept swimming farther and farther away. At least until Carlos had dove in, grabbed the hat, and handed it back. But then Katy had gotten out, and the coldness she felt had made her realize just how BADLY she'd needed to pee. She grabbed her towel and ran, something Carlos took notice of.

She hadn't made it, not by a long shot. She'd barely gotten in the elevator and she'd lost it. These sort of things were beginning to happen more and more lately. She let the tears fall, before the doors opened again. She looked up, trembling, to see Camille standing there with Carlos.

".....Come here," The Latino said, wrapping the dripping girl into a hug. Carlos hugs were the best, and she snuggled into him.

"M'sorry Los!" She cried. "D-didn' mean to!"

"I know. Come on, let's get home and you can clean up," He said gently with a smile.

"Then Cartoons?" She asked with a sniffle.

"Then Cartoons," Carlos promised.


+1.
Katy was asleep on Kendall's lap, something that hadn't happened since last tour. She was growing up so fast, and it felt like he had no more than blinked and now she was thirteen and a half.

"God, where the time go?" Kendall whispered.

"I know right? Seems like just yesterday she was that little thing on the couch I found that one day..." Logan trailed off.

"You too? I caught her one night downstairs, trying to do her own laundry," James added.

"Last week she had an accident at the pool," Carlos added. Kendall slowly began to realize just how much he HADN'T been there for his sister.

"She told me they'd stopped," He said. The others looked at him with fond eyes.

"I think she didn't want to bug you," Logan said. "I can't imagine this is super great for her pride."

As if on cue, Katy stirred slightly. Kendall wrapped her up tighter in his arms. "Shh, I gotcha K, I promise," He said. "Always."

Black Widow's predicament

Someone wanted some Black Widow that was mostly desperation/wetting. You can imagine how happy that made me. :D Swear warning, and mild trigger warning for just the whole thing being her captured and tied up. Also, I couldn't resist playing at some of my other Avengers stories, so there are some references in there. It's not necessary to go back and read them, but if you feel so inclined, they would be Tony Stark's battle and the third installment of "They Say the first day is always the hardest." Or was it the fourth? Anyways, yeah. WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! xD

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It was Monday. A very bad Monday actually, because Natasha was in one of her "stay the fuck away from me or you will die painfully" moods. Clint explained it wasn't PMS (but that's what Tony had decided it was), and that in about a week everything would settle.

In the meantime, it was just best to stay away from her. No one else had to be told twice. The only person Natasha trusted to be near her and NOT piss her off was Clint. Not even Fury had dared to call. He learned his lesson the hard way a LOOOOONG time ago. Clint laughed when Tony guessed that's how he lost his eye.

However no one felt the need to inform super-villan power couple, Victor Von Doom and Loki of this. So when the tower was attacked by them, it was Black Widows voice who carried the string of curses, both in Russian and English. Hulk smashed at the doombots, and all in all it was barely a challenge. At least until they finished. Cap called for a head count, and it was then the realized Natasha had been taken.

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Natasha woke with a groan. This always happened. It was always the woman. Nevermind she was Black fucking Widow. Nevermind she could kill ANYONE! And... Oh God. They had woken her up. She hadn't been to the bathroom since last night and FUCK she had to go!

"Ah, so you awake." She knew that voice. She'd heard it in her nightmares all weekend. Loki. "I've been waiting for this little play date. We both have."

"What.. Do you want?" She growled, trying to move. She was tied to the chair. SHIT.

"I merely want to rule, even if it's someone as measly as you."

She screamed at him in Russian. "Don't you fucking know when to leave us the HELL ALONE?! All I wanted was time to wallow in my sorrows but NOO! You just had to-" he chose that moment to shut her up, grabbing her jaw.

"If you want any chance of escaping this if suggest you keep your big mouth shut. And DON'T expect any mercy from me for your piss-swollen belly." Natasha whimpered, but kept her mouth shut. "Now, shall we call your pesky boyfriend?"

She nodded. Clint had taught her a long time ago that when you're captured, you should do what keeps you the safest. So far, listening to Loki seemed to be better than trying to fight him. Not that she got much say. And plus her body was BEGGING for some relief. Maybe if she listened.... No, that was the wrong way to think. She was a God Damn Avenger. Her mental war was cut off when she heard Clint scream her name.

"Tasha oh my GOD! What do you want?!" The man roared.

"Oh surely you're not so quick as to not fully investigate?" Loki taunted.

"I'm- fine Clint," She grit out. "Don't- do what he wants. I'll be-"

"SILENCE!" Victor hissed.

"I'd like to speak with my brother if you please," Loki instructed. He made his demands, Clint and Tony standing over Thor's shoulder. Clint never took his eyes off of her, fully examining her body. He finally rested his eyes on her abdomen, hidden behind his old T-shirt that she had worn to bed. When the call finally cut off, Loki came back to stand over her.

"Listen well mortal," He growled, a hand resting on her belly. "They are most certainly coming for you. Victor has already detected Stark's measly attempts at tracking and hacking. In the meantime, you will sit here like a good girl, and keep yourself dry, or there will be trouble. Do you understand?"

She nodded, fear taking over her. How many times had she heard that threat before? How many times had someone followed through on that threat? She squirmed and writhed in agony, her bladder pulsating. All she wanted to do was let go, but she couldn't. She had to be good. She had to keep dry. At least until they came for her.

It took them an hour, but at last they did. Doombots were swarming around her, and outside the room she was in. She trembled, feeling her control slipping. Clint. All she needed was Clint. He would save her like always. She squeaked, feeling herself begin to lose it. She fought harder to hold back the impending flood, tensing her already sweating thighs as best she could when Clint burst through the door, bow on his back with a knife in hand. He worked silently while she trembled, trying so hard to be good. She had to. Her panties were damp already and that was bad.

"...Tasha, come on, talk to me. You're safe," He said gently, picking her up. She clung to him, shaking as she lost it. She genuinely could not hold it anymore as he bladder exploded. And all over Clint no less. It gushed out of her, warm and wet and miserable.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I-"

"Shh, it's okay Natasha. You did good. You shouldn't have had to hold it and I'm sorry," Clint cooed, running a hand through her curls. "You're gonna be okay now. Come on, let's get the others."

"No!" She begged. "They'll... they'll never let me hear the end of it, 'specially Tony."

"No they won't. I won't let them say a word," Clint promised. The rest of the gang finally approached them, and Tony smirked.

"Couldn't handle all the excitement, eh Katniss?" Tony joked. That was all it took and Natasha began sobbing. She knew she would be in trouble and now she was. She began a litany of apologies and begging in Russian and Steve slapped Tony upside the head.

"Crap I'm sorry Tash I meant-"

"Just. Don't," Clint growled. "Let's go." The ride back to the tower was quiet, and Natasha had yet to stop sniffling or let go of Clint, despite how gross she felt. She imagined he hated her for this. When they reached the tower, she begged them not to take her down to Bruce, that she just wanted to be alone. Clint was only too happy to indulge her, taking her back down to her own floor.

"Clint?" She finally said.

"Yes?" He asked, instantly next to her.

"I'm... I... I don't want to have to deal with the world today," She said. Clint nodded in understanding. She still had days where her past overwhelmed her and she needed to be alone.

"Want me to join you?" He asked. She nodded. "Okay, just let me clean up. I imagine you don't really want to smell robot guts all day." She smiled ever so slightly, getting up to shower. They spent the rest of the day watching movies, until JARVIS insisted they were needed in the common area. It was there that the rest of the team stood, with gifts to try and help Tasha. Tony stood with a little jewelry box, containing a string of pearls for her. Bruce stood with a box of chocolates, and Steve, a bundle of flowers. Thor's gift, though, was perhaps the most touching: It was a book of poems, and inside, scribbled on the back of the cover, was a promise that this day would never be spoken of again. Natasha was officially out of her "Talk to me and I'll kill you" mood.