I’m just gonna shut up forever.
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I’m just gonna shut up forever.
Im a bit nervous to share this but...
...in this little Fanfiction i wrote Luigi ends up with King Boos crown bla bla bla that isnt really important, what is important is my beloved King Lu.
I love him more than anything, he is everything. My king.
OH and the mario brothers just causal of course.
"Megan, I do think we need to talk a little."
"What are those? Mum, what the f..."
"Come on, just, just come here. Come here."
"We've had a nice day right? And I know, I know."
"But, I just bought you that brand new mattress. A great new one. I don't want to be mean but I could smell your old one. Shh, shh, it's not a big deal. I don't want you spending your hard earned money on that. I don't mind buying it. But I don't have money to burn, if you wreck this one that will be that."
"I know, I know you don't mean it."
"But mum what are those?"
"They're pads hunny."
"They're nappies."
"Oh, don't think of them like that. There's plenty of young adults like you, who need a little bit of help at night. It's nothing to be ashamed about. Just a bit of cream and a bit of talc on your bottom and around your areas, then pull up the tapes and you're good to go, right?"
"Come on, you used to wear those pull-ups."
"But mum, I'm a grown woman now. I just, I can't."
"Megan I need you to listen to me please. I need you to grow up for me here. You've been wetting your bed for what weeks? Months? It smelt, I don't want to be horrible but your friends will smell it and I don't want that for you. This way if you have a little tinkle in the night it's no bother. You just take it off in the morning and bin it, no ruined beds, no one is any wiser."
"No... just a wet nappy around my butt... like a fool. I'm 29 years old."
"I don't know what else to say. You can put these on tonight before you go to bed, let me know if they fit and I'll pick up some more packs. Again, I don't mind paying for them. But if you go to bed without it and ruin that mattress it's down to you to sort another one out. Or just sleep in a smelly room, it's entirely up to you."
"Look, I'll pop them in your wardrobe and you can make that decision tonight. But I'm not joking. I'd like a WhatsApp just to me, showing it on. Show me the fit. You're a slim thing so the medium's might be too big. Just watch a YouTube video of how to do it, it's not that hard. Or I can come over later and put it on y..."
"NO. No, I'll do it. I'll sort it. I am very grateful for the new bed and bedding its so comfy mum. I'm just, just embarrassed."
"I know hunny but there's no need. Come on. It's only me, I won't tell anyone."
"How about you put them away as you want and I won't interfere? Do let me know later. I will go to the pharmacy tomorrow and pick up a few more packs."
Megan got a hug off her mum, before she left.
Then that was it. Just left staring at what was going to swaddle her later on. And then her eyes flickering to the powder and cream.
"Oooooohhhhh", she blurted out. Stamping her feet a little before putting the cream and powder in the drawer. Then going back to the pack on her bed, the pack of 15 Tena's. Nappies, thick adult nappies, for bedwetters. HER nappies. She just stood and stared. Then glanced out the window, thinking the whole world could see them, as her anxiety spiked.
With a final sigh she grabbed the pack with both hands, taken a back a little by their weight. She grimaced at the feel of one of the plastic nappies through the pack, she just felt utterly mortified. Wrestling with the wardrobe door and shoving them into her wardrobe. Ready for bedtime. It just cemented in her mind that she was now officially a bedwetter, with her nighttime pampers in the cupboard.
With a sulk and a slam of the door she wondered down to the lounge with her phone. Wishing the time to go as slow as it could, not wanting to face the music that tonight, little miss Meg was going to be back in Huggies.