Erika Anniverary Part 2

"Anyway, you two crinkle butts think you should get yourselves upstairs and have some fun up there maybe?" Sarah teased afterward while motioning to the stairs. Then she turned her attention to Tim and snickered, "Assuming you can walk stairs in that thing anyway, doesn't look like you have a good handle on it."

Naturally the boy turned pink in the face, but he did also admit that, "Yeah, uh. . . I-I don't think I could. Without help anyway. Heh, uh, kinda amazed Erika can manage this."

"You think that's something, you should see the conditions she manages to walk downstairs under each morning."

"Ah! S-Sarah!"

Erika didn't exactly need to be reminded of her tendency to soil herself, so Dick's next comment of, "Yeah, at least you're probably not going to need to deal with that," didn't exactly help. With a deep breath she took Tim's hand and gave it a gentle tug, toddling for the stairs.

"Erm... C-C-C'mon, I'm s-sure we can just s-settle upstairs for a little bit..."

"AH! Sl-Slow down!"

Erika turned just in time to see Tim stumble forward, yelping as she opened her arms to catch him with her body. As the two wound up pressed against each other, there was an embarrassed silence, followed by the pair giggling in relief.

"Eheh... Uhh... Slower?"

"Hehee... S-Sure..."

Erika snuggled her boyfriend a little, helping him level off on his feet. They took to climbing the stairs one step at a time, and she assurred him, "D-Don't worry, y-you'll get used to it..."

"Eheh... Hopefully. I think Dick got me the thickest pair he could find as a joke..." added Tim. "If I don't get better might need to start crawling."

"Oh..." Blushing, she squeezed his hand assuringly, adding, "W-Would you feel better p-p-putting your pants back on?"

"Uhhh...." Tim glanced back at his butt as they reached the top of the stairs, turning pink as he realized it was wiggling about with every step. "I.... I don't think they would fit on over this thing..."

"Hehe, uh... Y-Yeah, I have p-problems wearing them too, b-but I like skirts more anyway..."

"Heh. Not as much of an option for me but yeah, think I've only seen you in pants a few times."

"Y-Yeah, uh, mostly w-when it's cold..." After saying that, Erika giggled and noted, "I-I guess if you had pants on it'd, um, k-kinda d-defeat the point of the d-diapie anyway, right?"

Tim shrugged with a smirk on his face there. After a moment, he noted, "Yeah. Though, uh, actually... I am kind of wondering --"

Before the boy could say more, the pair heard a loud, high-pitched laugh from nearby.

"Oh... Gr-great...."

Erika winced a little, dreading what was about to come, but Tim gave her hand a squeeze, "Heh... It's okay.... I can handl- AH!"

Tim jumped a little as he felt something swat against the seat of his diaper. Unforunately, with his limited balance this meant tumbling forward, still holding onto Erika's hand. He did turn around on the way down so he landed on his butt at least, though pulling Erika down with him caused the little girl to wind up lying across his lap.

"OOOF!"

"WAH!" Sitting up and putting her arms around the boy's neck, Erika cooed, "A-Are you okay?"

"Eheh... Yeah, diaper more than broke my fall," added the seated boy, rubbing his butt. "I can uh... kinda start to see why you're so clumsy, though. No offense."

"Heh... N-None taken..."

As this whole exchange caused the mischevious three-year-old to giggle all the louder, Tim sighed before adding, "Hi, Marie."

"Hehehe..." A mean grin on her face, the toddler walked forward and asked, "What, bein' 'wound her so much make ya haffa wear diapies too?"

"Uh. . . I-It's just s-something he's tr-trying today, th-that's all..." Erika noted shyly while she and her boyfriend both began to pull themselves back up to their feet, Erika having to help the boy stand. "J-Just for fun."

Tim nodded in emphasis of the point, and explained, "Yeah, it's just kind of a little thing of dress-up, sort of. That's all."

"Hmph. If ya t'ink dat's fun, yer dumber'n she is," Marie snickered out. "Leas' she does tryta go potty, she's jus' real supuh bad at it. Heheh... An' since ya's walkin' all funny wiffit on hope ya wike haffin' ta cwawl down th' staiuhs whenevuh she does poo-poo an' can't help ya go tell 'bout it. Hehehe... Suwe it'll be soon!"

"M-Marie!" Pouting, Erika, wiggled her butt self-consciously for a moment before shooting back, "Y-You shouldn't make f-fun of him for s-sometimes wearing di-diapers. You st-still need to wear them to b-bed..."

"Sh-Shut up!" squeaked Marie in a manner oddly similar to her sister. "That's only 'cause Mommy makes me, not 'cause I do wotsa poo-poos all ova th' pwace wike you!"

Tim blinked as his girlfriend's pout only seemed to get more frustrated. He smiled, trying to cheer her up with, "I thought you said she was getting nicer."

".... Heh..." Erika smiled a little, shooting back, "SH-She IS. Trust me..."

"Am not!"

Erika didn't see fit to argue with her sister on this. Instead, she noted, "A-Anyway, uh, we should p-prob'ly get to my room an'. . ."

"Hmph! Ya suwe two babies wike ya should be 'wone togethuh?" Marie teased at once in response. "I mean, dere's all th' poopin' an' cwyin', an' th' -- Eh?"

Marie looked more than a little confused suddenly, and Erika wondered why until she felt a finger on her chin. She only had  second to process the fact that Tim was touching her before he pulled her head over and promptly pressed his lips to her, serving to make both eleven-year-olds turn red in the face while Marie let out a very loud, "EEEEEEEWWWWWW!!!!"

That response was enough for Tim to let things go free there, and fortunately Marie didn't seem to notice how pleased the boy looked by her reaction as she insisted, "Yuck! 'S'jus' mowe pwoofa how icky an' dumb babies are! Dun' you two be toushin' me wiff yer cooties an' baby germs an' stuffs!"

At that point Marie quickly pattered off, heading back into her room at once and shutting the door behind her as forcefully as a three-year-old could manage (which wasn't very). Once she was sure it was safe to comment, Erika offered up with a nervous giggle, "Hehe... N-Nice thinking."

"Yeah, guess so. Heh. . . Think we should get to your room before she comes back?"

"Y-Yeah. . ."

The pair of diapered pre-teens waddled the rest of the way to Erika's room from there, her movement much less restricted and awkward by her underwear than Tim's movement was by his. As a result Erika was the first to the room, and soon enough she began to head to the bed as she and Tim tended to do when spending time together in her room.

Unfortunately for the girl, however ,Tim's decreased speed and awkward movement seemed to have given him something of an increased awareness of things, as he noted just after getting through the door and walking past a certain object, "Huh. . . That trash can looks kind of weird."

"Tha. . . Uh, eheh. . ." Erika's blush sfrom the kiss had been subsiding but returned quite prominently there, while she noted slowly, "Th-That's notta. . . N-Not a garbage c-can. I, uh. . . H-Hadta ask Mom to g-get it a w-week or two a-ago. . ."

"Huh. Why? What is it?"

"Eheh... Erm..." Turning rather pink, the girl admitted, "I-I-It's uh... A... A d-diaper genie..."

"A... Wait... Oh..." Tim looked from the can to Erika and back again, moving slightly from the bed to lean over and poke at it. "Eheh... So... It's... Just for them?"

"Eheh... I-It's built to... y'know, bl-block the smell..." Saying that kept Tim from attempting to open it, and Erika chuckled nervously before adding, "Eheh... Th-The regular c-can was... Erm... K-keeping me up at night..."

"Heh... Gotcha..." Smiling as he leaned back onto the bed, Tim asked, "Anything you had in mind to do?"

".... Hehehe..."

Erika giggled a little to herself knowingly, adding in a low voice, "I think I know s-s-something we could do..."

-----

"Really? Boxing?"

"What? Why not?" As she and Marcus re-entered the house, Sarah shrugged casually. "We all gotta have a hobby, right?"

"I guess it's fitting just... Never really occurred to me." Scratching at the back of his head, Marcus let the subject drop, soon directly asking, "So where are the girls? You said you needed me to come and help out?"

"Heheh... Yeah, that's something you gotta see..."

Marcus had already been curious about the questioning given Sarah had never asked for help with her sisters before unless it was a special event like a birthday or sleepover. And even then she seemed to want it in a more good-natured way rather than sounding like she was being hassled.

As he followed his girlfriend up the stairs, he started getting the explanation, "See, Erika's boyfriend Tim came over and they...."

There was some chatter coming from down the hall, and Sarah motioned for Marcus to be quiet as they kept toward Erika's door. It was just slightly ajar, and the teens took a moment to strain their ears.

"I... I-I can't b-believe how big it g-gets..." came Erika's voice, giggling to herself. "Erm... C-Can you do a-alot with it?"

"Oh, yeah, it gets really tough when it's like this..." Tim's voice was there now, smiling from the sound of it. "Just lemme give it to you... Don't worry, it'll be oka-"

Marcus supposed he should've been happy Sarah didn't outright kick the door in, though she did still throw it open hard enough to make a loud "BANG" against the wall. The two kids inside scrambled for a moment when the blonde marched in, declaring, "Get away from my baby sister you.... Uh..."

The threat trailed off when Sarah saw the two diapered eleven-year-olds, huddled together in surprise, had two open 3DSs at their feet. She stared at those in surprise, then turned her gaze up to the kids and back again.

"Oh. You're... playing... Pokemon."

"Erm... Y-Yeah..." blushing rather heavily, Tim cooed, "Do... D-Do you not want us d-doing it, because I wasn't... y'know, gonna cheat in a battle or anything..."

"NO! I just... I thought you were..."

Now rather flustered from the rug being pulled out from under her, Sarah chuckled nervously before half-shoving Marcus in front of her. "Uhh... Marky, help me out here. Don't these two Kiddos look cute together?"

"Heh. Well, yeah, naturally," Marcus answered at once, though after a moment, he did take notice of things enough to notice, "Though, uh. . . What's with --"

"Uh, kinda something I'm, um, trying for today to, kinda, uh, help Erika with. . ." Tim explained nervously. After a moment he took a quick breath, then explained a little less awkwardly, "Had sorta, uh, forgotten about it by now, kind of, but. . ."

"See, Kiddo, you might not be the only one who sometimes forgets to put something on over it," Sarah chuckled out then, clearly seeing her spot to distract from her entrance. Naturally that didn't help with the fact that both kids were blushing.

Erika did manage to nod though, and then squeak out, "Y-Yeah, uh... I-I've kinda n-not been paying much 'ttention to it..."

"Heh, well, I think it did something on some level to cut down on your nervousness," Sarah teased. "I haven't had to change ya since breakfast and typically by the time Tim's been over this long I've wiped your butt more times than Marie can count."

Erika immediately turned rather red in the face at that, wiggling about on the mattress shyly. Sarah did tack on, "Oh, relax, it's not that high."

"St-Still..."

"Would it help if I added you guys were a cute couple?" Marcus smiled a little as he walked forward toward the bed, looking the pair over. "Well... Always were, just saying, the matching thing is pretty adorable."

"Eheh.. Thanks... I-It's kinda weird to actually be wearing one of these," pointed out Tim, wiggling his hips and blushing at the crinkle. "It... IS pretty comfy though.... Like, way more than I would've thought."

"Yeah, they can be like that." Marcus blinked before quickly tacking on, "Erm.. N-Not that I would know... Eheh...."

To distract from saying that, Marcus ruffled Tim's hair, getting a light giggling out of him. It probably helped distract further when Sarah teased, "Heh... Marcus's got three younger siblings, Squirt, so if things go awry and you wind up needing a change he could handle it."

"AH! N-No uh..." Again turning rather pink, Tim held up his hands, assuring her, "I erm... I-I wasn't really planning on... Y'know, using this... Though..." He bilnked, glancing at his diapered butt and adding, "I... I guess when I do wind up needing to use the bathroom I might need help putting this back on..."

"Y-Yeah, uh, they're k-kinda confusing..." Erik offered up in reply. "I-I can't put one on e-either..."

"I kiiiinda got it earlier, but it was really loose and weird, had to have Dick re-tape it," Tim explained in response. "Probably woulda been wearable but..."

Sarah chuckled there, then through out, "Heh, yeah, might've worked for you, but when Erika's got a loose one it means stains on the carpet so can't risk that."

Erika lowered her head in just the right way as to indicate this had clearly happened before. Marcus at least tried to distract from things by asking, "So, Erika... This is around the time you tend to, y'know, take a nap?"

"Oh, uh, yeah. I-I skip it s-sometimes when Tim's o-over though..."

"Heh, well, not today," Sarah replied back with a smirk. "He's joined in before, no way he's getting out of it while he's got baby undies on himself."

"Erm, you know..." Tim still couldn't help but blush here, as he admitted, "I'm kinda getting used to it, but I think I'd have a hard time trying to, y'know, sleep in this thing, and --"

"Hey, hey, no buts!" Sarah insisted with a teasing smirk. "Come on, ya'd probably join in anyway, and Erika sure manages to make it work for her given what a heavy sleeper she is."

"Well --"

"Fine, fine, guess you two just need to get nice and tuckered out a bit more first," Sarah cut him off there. "Guess it's fortunate you've got a diaper on, usually I can only do this with Erika."

"Do what?"

Before Sarah gave an answer, Erika meekly warned, "Uh... Y-You should run."

"Wh -- AHAHAAHAHAAAAAHAHAHAA!!

"S-Sarah, dun' EEEEHEHEHEHEHEEEE!!"

Sarah's fabled gift for tickling found itself being put to use now, as both eleven-year-olds couldn't help but kick and squeal helplessly while she ran her fingers along them in just the right way to induce the maximum amount of laughter. Marcus for one could only remark, "Huh, her and Marie really don't exaggerate about how good you are at that, do they?"

"What's the matter," teased Sarah, barely audible over the baby's laughter. "Jealous?"

"Nah, I got that plenty when I was little from Ariel."

"HEHEHEEE!" Trying awkwardly to kick her sister's hands away, Erika squealed, "S-Sarah STAHAHAHAHAAAAP!"

Marcus moved nearer to the bed to look them over, he asked, "Uhh... Can they breathe?"

"Eh, they'll figure it out."

"Figuring it out", as it turned out turned to be Tim rolling over onto his side to protect his tummy, kicking his legs helplelssly all the while. He put his arms around the girl and pulled her close, signalling Sarah to back off for a moment. Erika whimpered, coming down from a high of laughter, snuggling close to her boyfriend cutely.

"Hehehe... Hheeheee... Heee... I-I think she..." Erika was almost out of breath after that. She snuggled into the boy, still giggling. "Hehee.. St-Stopped..."

"For now."

"Hahaa... Hee... Hehee... Y-Yeah, that was... Mmm..." Honestly, after that spurt of energy, Tim did feel rather worn out. Eyelids a bit heavy, he inched closer to his girlfriend, mumbling, "That... Did make me sorta tired..."

"Huh." Looking over the duo, Marcus plainly asked, "Didn't take long, did it?"

"Yeah, I've been doing that to get Erika to fall asleep since she was like one."

"Mmmm still awake..."

"It won't last," the older sister replied smoothly, grin on her face. In the meantime she turned her head over her shoulder to Marcus, and asked, "Hey, can you go grab the video camera out of my room? Should be in one of the desk drawers."

"Uh, sure, one sec," the boy answered quickly. He began to step off then, but before heading off fully, asked, "Planning to try and capture a bit of cuteness?"

"That and probably can get some comedy out of it," Sarah answered at once. "Better hurry, doesn't look like these two are gonna last much longer and this is too good a chance to pass up."