Quick little fic about something that went on with me when I was small! It's weird this is a vivid memory for me pfft. Anyway I hope every pony enjoys it!!
Pronouns switch around a bit since I don't really know how I'm supposed to be addressed but I'm fine with anything, so hopefully that doesn't throw the fic off.
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It was always fuckin cold. Despite the warm plaid pajama pants and the semi thick black shirt they wore constantly when they felt like this, the heat blasting on her face she just couldn’t shake the equivalent sensation of lying in a void of an ice bath that seemed to torment their every waking moment, muffling their sounds ripping off a mask of semi sanity, succumbing to darkness as they laid weeping for the fourth time this week. Forced to listen to people with an actual social life laugh outside their wooden thin door as they were stuck listening to Looney Toon compilations, again..
“I can’t do this..” her voice quivered, exiting out of YouTube, opening Discord and scrolling through friends, thumb hovering over someone- anyone that could just help? Take away this overbreaking feeling that their ribcage was being ripped apart piece by piece, but he had bothered everyone this week enough today. He could almost feel the eyerolls that he was online, messaging would have been too much.
He grabs his stuffed goose smooshing it into his face as he sobs harder. Nights always sucks, and what sucked worse is it was cold outside and the wind whipped against the comical large window, shaking the blinds starting to now scare them. What a fucking baby these things didn’t bother Xennie at all, it was actually quite relaxing, it only wasn’t when they were.. Regressed.
Xen could handle this, it’s not like they haven’t done this before.
☐ [ Get some apple juice ]
☐ [ Put on some random ass kid show or movie ]
It wasn’t too bad, but that banging clawing sensation just wouldn’t fucking leave! His phone pinged. He didn’t expect a message, who would bother to do that? Though he checked nonetheless, he looked and huffed. It was Jade, normally when Xennie wasn’t acting like a freak like baby Jade almost made him sick, and eyeroll and uncomfortable, the abuse was unbearable but childish brained Xennie just didn’t care, having someone around was better than crying it was starting to hurt their head.
She had sent it, it should've but it felt like a beacon almost. Finally a moment of just not whatever this was.
They sent, as they clamored off the lofted bed, snatching their loose necked goose as the they ripped a hair tie off their sore wrist bundling a bunch of hair up as they grab their backpack, struggling to put on snow boots as he stomps out the door, fumbling with the key to lock it before walking down the stairs and out the door of the dorm hall. The wind smacking them in the face, it hurt his burning hot tears staining instantly on his face as he trudged to the dorm hall over, fighting against the wind with each step.
They pulled out their phone, fingers numb as they clicked away at the keys
She puts her phone away before waiting outside, the gale harshly hitting her ears as she finally sees the door creak open.
“Sorry Xennie! I had to get on my shoes.. Did you bring your friend?” Jade tilts her head to the side as she grabs their wrist, having to almost drag them inside. Xennie didn’t talk much when they were like-this? It’s not like they could tell you either.
“The elevator isn't working right now, so we’re going to have to climb the stairs, sorry about that. Is it cold outside?” Jade asked as they ascended the stairs, she was met with no response. Xennie wasn’t here for conversation anyway, just the bed and the fuckin low grade apple sauce.
Walking up four flights of steps wasn’t ideal either, it was beginning to make their legs sore but nonetheless they kept their mouths shut as they finally had reached the fourth floor. Jade opened the door with a smile before Xennie toed off their shoes, clumsily taking off their backpack, pulling out their computer before climbing on the bed, slightly slipping before scrunching themselves in the corner of the room not bothering to make a a sound as they typed in their password went to a shitty illegal streaming website, pulled up a movie and began to watch in awe.
“Oh wow, you’re watching the 2016 TMNT movie huh? I really like that one.” Jade mumbles as she crouches down in front of her small fridge before shutting it with a huff and climbing back on the bed sitting next to Xennie and handing him a semi large plushy to smush their face into.
They sit in silence mostly, Xennie bites their fingers while Jade pets them softly. Eventually pulling Xennie on her lap, rubbing his head and face, “You’re so small huh? You’re so little, so good being this small…" Jade hums. “Mmh..” Xennie mumbles out, wiggling away from the touch again going back to the movie.
As the movie goes on, Xennie repostsions themselves laying on their side as they blink slowly. Eye’s almost closing before snapping back open again then drooping once more in a cutely pathetic cycle.
Jade eventually turns off the computer, setting it gently on the desk before shifting Xennie’s semi conscious self to the corner before covering them and shifting into the bed herself. “Night night time Xennie, okay?” Jade pushes a lock of hair out of Xennie’s face. “Nigh Nigh…” Xennie shifted their body towards the wall to feel the cold brick against their back.
They drifted off, breathing steadily.
It had been about fifteen minutes and for some reason, Xennie was now wide awake and had too much energy for a confined space.
Since they 're still mentally small as hell. They shouldn’t really be on their phone but it’s an emergency ( they’re fuckin bored!! )
They swipe for movies eventually finding the second TMNT live action movie and settle in as much as they can without disturbing Jade; mumbling to themselves as they giggle at- well nothing in particular.
It’s actually starting to make them sleepy, which is good. They have a 9 AM in the morning and small or not, they need to fucking sleep. All they need to drift off again.. It’s their stuffed goose.
They can’t see the best in the dark room but with the help of the illuminated phone screen they feel their hands around and find goose’s head, with a smirk they then grab him to pull him close.
Apparently since Jade had given Xennie her pillow, Jade was using Goose as a pillow replacement and now was crushing him to death. Seeing this, Xennie began to breathe rapidly.
How was Goose supposed to breathe, when he was dying! He was dying and Xennie wasn’t doing anything to help!
Xennie yanked a pulled, tear pooling in their eyes, “M’Goose.. Killin him.. N-No..” pulling harder. He yanked and pulled before removing the Goose from her skull and shoving his face into his now smushed frame. “M’sorry.. Didn mean too..” Xennie hugged the goose tightly before picking up their discarded phone, tears continuing to fall.
The situation was over if you could even call it that, but Xennie was still sad that his goose was almost squeezed to death, it made them fall faster which was making them even sadder, and these tears were hurting and they should have just stayed in their room if this was going to happen-!
They had one, it was totally embarrassing and they would rather drop dead than talk about it but they shoved it in their backpack as a “just in case” which was now apparently. Xennie leaned over and tried to grab their backpack but Jade was blocking the way, they attempted over and over making themselves more frustrated as Jade had boxed them in because Xennie moved and was scared of the dark when small.
He hiccuped, it was right there, his pacrifer ws right there and he couldn’t fucking reach it. After two more times he gave up, cuddled into Goose letting out a sob as he curled in on himself, the tears making him sleepy as he lulled off to sleep.
When he woke his eyes were caked with gunk and goose was damp with tears, Xennie was bigger and said nothing of the night before only grabbing their things putting on their shoes before stumbling out the door. Saying nothing to Jade who was getting dressed silently.
“I can’t keep doing this shit..” Xennie said under their breath as they huffed back to their dorm, before getting dressed themselves and starting their day.
Woah okay, so I hope this was good! My relationship with age regression is very rocky. I might write more about it if anyone likes, or maybe not but it's all angst over hereee
