Radio sighed as he happily set down his drink after having a nice swig of the pineapple soda by his side. He had his shades on and was relaxing in a nice recliner at the side of the pool, wearing nothing but a pair of orange swim trunks.
He was having a ton of fun being a lazy little bum today. The stress and humiliation of that highly documented incident at the airport was... not a very good one to look back on. He was finally able to enjoy his vacation with a tint of peace, despite the slight worry about the hit his reputation took due to what transpired before.
Truthfully, it had been all that was on his mind for a quite a while. Finding time to fully relax like this was rare but he managed it. The bright side of not having his revenge was the fact that he?d at least never be confronted with a situation like that again.
After all, he was a well-known and proud dominator. Someone you just don?t mess with.
--
Blair checked to ensure that his swimming shorts were tied tight. This old pair of paddling shorts were down to his knees but pretty frayed and the cool shark pattern was definitely faded.
But here he was at the pool and he was ready to show off. Thanks to ages spent in the pool, his build of wider shoulders and much narrower hips showed this, but using his powers was always fun whilst swimming.
He moved to the highest of the high dive boards and upon looking out he threw his arms out forward and proceeded to plummet in a cannonball.
Just before he hit the water of the plunge pool he picked a different spot just above the water next to the swim up bar.
His momentum carried him quickly into the water as he landed beside a stool creating a huge wave and splash over everybody who was waiting for a drink before Blair sat down and on the stool.
``Whilst these drips dry off, I'll have a soda...'' He grinned at the soaked bar tender who was staring open mouthed at him.
--
The wave that came splashed quite a bit far.
One person in particular, who was looking to simply enjoy his drink and his relaxing situation, was now coated in chlorine water.
It was Radio of course. The nasty pool water shot into his face, mouth, and up his nose when he went to grab his drink and take a swig. He slowly, agonizingly, lifted up his sunglasses and grit his teeth with an intense glare. His face even got a bit red due to the sudden shift to anger. He really didn?t want to deal with people and their cannonballs right now!
He then looked around for the person who caused it. It didn?t take too long to find him as the direction the wave came from was pretty clear.
His reaction upon seeing the person was a priceless one though. Radio?s eyes grew wide and his drink toppled over onto his lap. It was at the edge of the table but it had gone ignored. He could have saved it but he was too stunned and now his swim trunks were covered in pineapple soda.
The rage that was building within him was like a stoking fire though. No one would be able to tell because he was sitting there frozen, staring at the object of his anger.
It was Blair. That jerk was here at the pool.
--
Blair grinned as the stunned employee handed him the soda with a little umbrella in it.
``Thanks.'' He laughed loudly taking a sip through the straw.
Turning so his back was to the bar he looked back at the carnage that his tidal wave had caused, yep, it was good to be king of the pool.
Leaning back he saw that he had managed to even soak most of the sun loungers next to the water's edge. He looked to see some of his victims and grinned again when he recognized one particular little drip.
He took another victory sip from his glass, it was the little diapered boy from the airport, Radio. `Well at least he isn't in a swimmie diaper...' Blair thought with a tip of glass then he noticed the wet patch on Radio's shorts. `Yet, anyway...'
Turning to put his empty soda back on the bar Blair pushed off from his stool and started swimming back towards the diving boards.
There was always more mischief to be had at the pool.
--
Radio glared at Blair as he went on back to the diving boards. It was one thing that this guy was here. It was another to recognize the fact that he was clearly in his line of sight and for him to respond to that by swimming away from him like he didn?t even matter.
The nerve of that jerk! He wanted to be king of the pool eh? How about a court jester! That oughta set him straight.
Radio stood up and looked around, dripping with pineapple soda on the crotch of his swim trunks, and grumbling to himself in annoyance. He was looking for something in particular and hated the fact that it was so hard to spot. Eventually, though, he found it.
With a grin, he rushed over towards one of the rent stalls and grabbed a hard surf board sitting at the side. No one was going surfing in a pool. The most you?d do is sit and float as the wave pool sent out a torrent of rocking waves at you while playing "WE WILL ROCK YOU!" over the speaker.
Still, people were still allowed to have them to simulate riding on them at least. Radio rushed over towards the pool and climbed in, carrying the board with him over head and lowering himself into the water. He was carefully hidden under the board so that it would look like it was just a board floating in the water.
That way when Blair jumped off the diving board next, Radio could move himself in the way of his landing and watch him hopefully shatter into pieces!
--
Blair had decided that a medium board would be perfect for his next trick, after all they weren't as funny if you kept doing the same thing over and over again.
This time he would walk backwards off of the diving board still talking, only to teleport back onto the platform and continue talking like it was no big deal.
``And of course once we get to season 4...'' Blair began as he disappeared off of the board with a little jump.
``You start to realize that even though she'd been poisoned it didn't kill her.'' He completed the thought, having enough people watching him open mouthed.
This time Blair fell backwards into a dive into the plunge pool.
Except the presumably clear water was now no longer clear and there was a diving board seemingly circling the water beneath him.
Blair could hear the air whipping past him and in the time taken to look at the board there wasn't time left to find a different landing spot...
THUNK
Blair's head rattled into the board and as the wave left the board in concentric circles the dancing planets around his head were wobbling about in a similar formation.
``To sum up...despite 4 seasons...we still don't know who the dish ran away with...'' He garbled incoherently. ``Early belief is the cow was a distraction...''
--
"Fascinating story." Radio grinned, bubbling up from underneath the water. "Please, tell me more about this interesting cow and his seasonal show." He giggled as he began to shuffle in the water with the loopy boy laid out on the board.
Radio climbed out of the pool and giggled as he dumped the dumb lad onto the side of the pool like he was scrapping food of his dinner plate into a garbage can. He then happily reached down and gripped Blair by his hair, yanking him up so that they were face to face.
"Never ignore me ever again. Got it?" Radio smirked, making sure to glare straight into his eyes. He wanted to get this intimidation thing going and hopefully, this time, he?d use it efficiently now that he had gotten Blair caught way off his guard.
--
Blair was still knocked for a loop, his mouth was slightly agape giving him a derpy look, and he was barely comprehending what was going on about him.
``Without further evidence...'' He trailed off as somewhere deep inside his brain there was a tiny spark telling him to either listen or run.
But this was part was nowhere near the driving seat and instead the boy was pulled up level with Radio's eyes.
``Ignore you? But your majesty...one cannot look the little prince... in the eyes without fear off...beheading!''
And with that the boy swung his head forward in Radio's grasp as an uncoordinated bow.
--
"Baugk!" The sound Radio made when Blair bowed and banged his head against his was comical and weird. It made Radio grit his teeth in sheer rage as he held up Blair by the chin and cheeks, glaring deep into his eyes and activating his power. It should still work on a loopy person so long as they got the iris power within them. He sneered and decided to answer Blair seriously though. "Fear of beheading? Not to worry. You?ll voluntarily demolish yourself. Nod if you can hear me and want to follow my orders!"
He had to make sure he had him under control first.
--
The pain from connecting his forehead to the bridge of Radio's nose caused something to kick into life for Blair.
His face was pulled so he was staring into Radio's eyes.
But then the little guy asked the question in a way that through the fog of his head, through his tear filled eyes and from his discombobulated brain the answer was totally obvious.
``Nod if you can hear me and want to follow my orders!'' Radio had barked at him.
Blair smiled a gap tooth smile at the smaller boy. He blinked his eyes in wonderment and then shook his head.
For a second his arms shot up and he pushed back on Radio with the uncontrolled shove of somebody truly stupified.
--
"AUGH! WHAT THE-?!" Radio grimaced. He grunted as this boy pushed against his face. Somehow it wasn?t working. At least, not as he intended. "No! Come on! Strip naked and do a dance for these people! I command it!" He snapped at him.
He was trying to have his voice cut through the loopiness that was in Blair?s head. That first command came through but he answered the question honestly. It wasn?t exactly a command per say but Radio was so impatient and flustered that he was quick to forget that and got mad anyway.
In his rage he hoisted Blair up by his arm and went to try and shove his face against the board while Blair was shoving him. "Dammit...!"
--
Blair opened his mouth as if to speak but all that came out was a big dopey ``duuuuuurrrrrr'' as Radio hoisted his floppy form onto his feet.
His brain scrambled he tried to comply with Radio's commands in the snappy order in which they had been given.
His uncoordinated form stood up straight with very little mind given for his surroundings so the shorter Radio was lifted slightly from the ground as the first thing Blair did was shake his head.
``Noooooooooooooo...'' He said his voice trailing in pitch as he complied with Radio's annoyed shout.
Then he began to march around with Radio still stuck to his arm, his brain still complying with its interpreted instruction to follow Radio as he barked ``come on''. Unfortunately for Radio there was the board now beside them and as Blair marched himself and Radio around in a circle the smaller boy was heading head first towards the surf board.
And as if to make matters worse Blair was still convinced he was the hard-boiled detective assigned to track down whoever the dish had run away with. So, whilst he was trying to strip he couldn't understand whilst the tweeting birds behind his eyes wouldn't let him take off his fedora.
``I'll get out of this jacket your majesty...'' Blair announced leaning his body weight further towards the surf board.
--
"NO! NOOO! STOP!" Radio gasped and flailed about, unable to pry away from this loopy lunatic. His eyes got big and his pupils shrunk as he realized he was being swung about by the much stronger boy and with a gasp, Radio saw stars explode into his field of vision when Blair?s silly self rammed Radio?s head into the nearby board that was sitting up beside the fence.
Radio lurched and slumped there with his face kissing it. That caused him to let go of Blair and for him to fall to his knees with his face sliding down it, leaving a trail of drool behind.
Instantly, Radio went from angry to cuckoo happy. His eyes were rolling and he felt like making bubbles with the drool pooling out his mouth. "Yaaaay~! Dude~! Dis board be totally rockin? with da waves maaaaan...~! I?m a surfer bro from now till forever~! Wets all get us a pina colada on da beach maaaaaan~! Duuuuuuhhh~!"
He slumped there on his knees, with his cheek against the board and his butt sticking out a little bit. Seemed like he was in la-la land too, though, instead of taking up residence in a kingdom like Blair, he was a totally tubular surfer bro.
--
The derpy knight Sir Blair did as he was commanded. After marching the little prince around and into the surf board he shook his head once, twice and then stopped.
Stock still and at attention with Radio's surfer face slammed into the surf board.
The shaking of his head was finally starting to drive Blair's brain back into something almost sensible.
``Wait, what? How am I here?'' He said frowning at the sky.
Looking down he saw Radio with his now ``totally chilled'' persona.
``Duuuuuuude...'' He smirked. ``Bro, let's get you ready for the gnarly waves''
--
"Duuuuhhh dis is WADICAL!" Radio grinned, eyes crossing as he felt a sudden relaxing warmth wash over him. It was just the super peppy, happy feeling he got whenever his head was all scrambled. He didn?t know how or why it came to him the way it did, it just did.
Currently, he didn?t care. He obviously didn?t even really know who he was or where he was right now. All he knew was that he was a totally awesome surfer dude who was ready to ride the waves of good vibes this brother next to him was throwin? down.
Eventually, Radio?s face had slid down the side of the board so much that it eventually reached the ground. His cheek was resting against it with his plump little bottom sticking out right in front of Blair?s face. This didn?t seem like a position that spelled "surfer" dude. More like, "lazy stoner".
--
As the little guy slid down the board Blair watched as he positioned himself into the primmest of positions to be messed with.
Grinning evilly, his face almost twisting into the look of pure devilment the taller boy stepped away from Radio just long enough to grab a nursery print rubber ring.
``Duuuuuude..'' Blair mocked. ``This is so tubular it's like a ring. Woah!'' He said trying to keep the smirk out of his voice and failing.
Blair did consider some water wings, or even chucking the littler lad into the swim diaper he was probably most deserving of but for now he knew this was a perfect retort.
Turning Radio so he faced the pool Blair wound up a huge kick at Radio's backside. His plan being that as he launched the little toad into the air he would be slamming the ring down.
``This should drop you in the water in with your floatie on, you little floater.'' Blair said as he let his foot fly.
--
"Fllllooooooattttyyyy~?" Radio drooled and trailed on as he spoke. He swished his butt about a bit with a giggle, feeling light-headed and derpy. He might as well have been sky high already.
Then it became literal when Blair?s foot came over and booted him in his plump rump, shooting him straight up into the air over the pool with his swim trunks sagging a little bit.
"WAAAAAAAH?!" Radio?s eyes crossed as he screamed. "PAIN IN MY BOOTY!" He screamed before he fell over and went spiraling down into the pool...!
--
Blair watched as Radio sailed through the air in his new nursery print rubber ring. Holding his fingers up as if watching a field goal.
``And the dork is going, going...gooooonnnnneeeen!'' He laughed watching the smaller boy head down towards the water.
Checking the distance next to a sign Blair grinned. Yep, the Radio would splash down behind the ``No non-swimmers or floatation aids beyond this point'' marker.
``Ah darn it...'' Blair thought out loud. ``I should have put him in one of those floaties that had the crotch strap, would have been a helluva wedgie when he hit the water.'' He frowned a little only to turn back in time to see Radio splash into the water. ``Getting good distance from my left foot though.''
He smirked and began to walk around the edge of the pool. There was a small part of him that thought maybe he should leave the little guy alone. But the much bigger part of him remembered the tiny brat wanted him naked and dancing round poolside.
So Blair stopped beside another sign for the pool, this one was a green tick that could have anything written underneath it, and there was a permanent marker just hanging there.
Blair arched his fingers together evilly before finally deciding on what to write.
Hanging it on a fence Blair grinned before stepping back to the pool.
Then he smartly drew attention to the bobbing Radio. ``Hey, is that little kid alright? Looks too small to be out of the baby pool...'' he said to the tall statuesque blonde female lifeguard.
``He shouldn't be in that deep.'' The busty girl said jumping into action.
Waiting for the lifeguard to fish out Radio Blair then stood beside his newly doctored sign.
``Won't he need this as well?'' Blair said pointing to the words...
``Swim diapers mandatory''
--
"Hmm?" The lifeguard looked the sign over. "That?s odd. I don?t recall seeing that there before... but looking around, all the kids in the baby pool do seem to be wearing swim diapers." She said to herself, having pulled Radio free from the water and was cradling him in her arms.
Radio was drooling with anime swirls replacing his eyes. Dude was hearing a ton of cheeps and chirping as this conversation went out without his consciousness being there to pick it up.
"Thanks for helping this young lad. I?ll be sure to make sure he?s fitted and given help." She smiled before lightly tapping Radio?s face. "Hmm...? Hang on..."
She laid Radio on the ground for a second and then pressed onto his chest. She only did this once as a test but that was all that was necessary. Radio spewed water from his mouth that sprung up like a fountain and made a neat little rainbow over head.
With a smile she put Radio under her arms and carried the dangling husk off to the changing room. The poor boy?s sagging trunks sagged even lower as this happened, showing off his bare butt right before they went into the changing room...
The time ticked by and eventually, the groggy, confused violent head began to re-open his eyes.
"Huh...? What... what happened...? Where?d that idiot go...?" Radio sat up, seated outside on a recliner by the baby pool. He got to rubbing his head before his eyes widened with shock as he looked down at himself. His face went red and a dribble of snot came out his nose. "What.... WHAT THE HELL?!"
There, staring back at him was a nice and happy Sesame Street themed swim diaper!
--
``You're welcome.'' Blair had said, giving the lifeguard his best and most innocent smile.
Truly the little dork was too easy, every time Radio had stepped up Blair had him bested and diapered without any trouble.
Of course that was what he told himself, dumb luck and nothing else had really been the true reason for his victories.
But the boy was enjoying the pool, enjoying swimming and was sitting the right side of the fence as Radio eventually started to come round.
Lying on his own sun lounger, relaxing in his swim shorts and mirrored sunglasses, holding a tall glass of soda Blair heard Radio's shout and turned to look at him through the mesh wall that separated the baby pool from the main swimming areas.
``What's the commotion about little buddy? Has somebody done oopsies in their swimmies?'' He teased giving the swim diaper around Radio's waist a pointed look and clicking his tongue slightly.
Before the little twerp could answer Blair pulled the ice from his drink and with his hand tried to draw the waistband of Radio's diaper outwards so he could drop the cubes into the little guy's Little Swimmer.
--
"Oopsies in my-?!" Radio gasped before flaring up red in anger and sneering at him. He almost burst a blood vessel in his rage, about to jump Blair for what he did to him... but in the process wasn?t able to spot what Blair was doing next.
As such he got a bunch of ice-cubes put down his diaper. Suddenly, the heat from his riled up and angry self started to sizzle away with the cold that was enveloping his crotch.
"HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP~!" Radio?s eyes crossed and he shot straight up, grabbing himself and shuffling about, doing a dumb and weird diaper butt dance as he swished the ice around in it. "GWAAAAAH!" He ran around in a circle before smacking against a wall and stumbling back with his eyes rolling in his sockets. "BWuahahguh?"
He shook his head to make the stars go away before turning to Blair, shivering like a leaf thanks to his super cold unmentionables. "I?m gonna... DEMOLISH YOU!" Radio snapped and simply jumped at Blair.
--
Blair could only laugh again as the little twerp started to announce to the poolside area about his ``Oopsies''. Like an actual toddler though the little guy was soon back to shaking his butt as the heat from his head started to melt the ice in his swim diaper.
``There will probably be steam coming from his backside...'' Blair smirked.
He started to take a victory sip of his soda whilst Radio was circling and readying his attack.
As Blair lowered his glass he saw Radio charging at him building speed.
``Forgotten about the fence that keeps you in the baby poo...ahhh?'' Blair started to mock before Radio's speed and leap sent him clear over the fence in a suicide spear that caught the taller boy clear in the chest.
GUuuaaahhh?!?
Was all Blair managed to blurt our as Radio damn near speared him out of his shorts.
There seemed to be some lag between the boy moving and his swim wear as Radio knocked the two of them backwards into a mass of pool noodles and floats.
--
Radio?s leap was indeed one of desperate, Herculean rage. The fact that he managed to do it at all was a weird miracle. Him slamming into Blair the way he did, however, didn?t see much in terms of immediate success.
Both of them were rolling about for a bit and crashing into the supplies held up about the pool before, eventually, the harsh tumble saw them and a bunch of pool tools falling into the deep end of the water.
Radio?s swim diapered butt floated up to the surface and stayed there for a bit. He then began to flail about and gasp before looking around in an attempt to find Blair. "Where... WHERE did you go...?"
--
Blair and Radio had rolled into the deep end of the pool with a solid sounding SPLOOSH.
Whilst the little brat had floated up to the surface first Blair had actually managed to get his wits about himself under the water.
Picking his moment Blair emerged from the water grabbing a pool noodle and trying to stuff it under the smaller Radio's arms, pinning them above the noodle, leaving him stuck in the taller boy's grasp.
--
"AUGH! NO! LET ME GO!" Radio gasped and tried to struggle away from the noodley grasp. He really didn?t want this guy to get him again!
He kept kicking and squirming, flailing about and making a ton of splashes and waves in the pool that was annoying a lot of the people around and making a scene. It wasn?t doing much to get people on Radio?s side here. Anyone subduing him would probably be considered the good guy.
--
In the deep, in a swim diaper trapped in a noodle and kicking up a storm, there was no way Radio was looking anything more than a tantruming tot.
Blair lent back hoisting Radio up so that as the splashes subsided into one another most of the infantile garment was on display most of the time.
``It's ok little man, just cause you've done oopsies in your swimmies you are still a `big' boy!'' Blair yelled at the top of his lungs as he bundled the smaller boy to the water's edge.
Blair smiled wickedly as he did this. Anyone seeing Radio struggle and his outfit would have no reason to think the taller boy was lying.
To hammer home the point Blair added. ``Once we get you into your water wings and float vest you will be able to go splashing about in the baby pool again!''
Then adding quietly in Radio's ear. ``If I get you out of the pool everyone will see your soggy new swim diaper. If you keep on struggling you'll just be an angry little tot...what do you want to be?'' Blair whispered giving Radio one big heft to try and deposit the smaller boy onto his backside on poolside.
--
"AAUGH!" Radio gasped and blubbered, trying to flail about in an attempt to escape the clutches of Blair and his water wings. It was true. If he were exposed, the ultimate humiliation would rain down on him but if he was stuck in the pool struggling, more people would just look his way anyway...!
"GRRRAAAAAH!" Radio flailed about, swishing his arms and legs about and tossing the water everywhere. He even attempted to thrust his head back in a desperate attempt to demolish Blair?s face, a tactic he?s definitely used before.
He was so frustrated, he might even actually end up wetting the thing. The very idea of it was making him blush though. The frustration and heated head was short-circuiting his brain too. Smoke was practically coming out of his ears and his eyes crossed with a daze of anger that made him exhausted...!
He was slowly expending his energy with all the struggling he was doing.
This jerk had to go and ruin his poolside relaxation!
--
Whilst Radio was kicking like a mule Blair had been slowly, surely edging him towards the pool side.
The attempts to escape where getting more frantic, more frenetic and more futile.
When the smaller boy thrust his head back Blair was just ready for it. He used Radio's backwards momentum to lift his legs from the water and dump him on his backside on the ground with a squish.
Grinning Blair pushed back a little bit to leave Radio standing by himself, waiting for the smaller lad to stand so he could shout.
``You look just like the picture...only wetter!'' He said pointing to the huge printed advert for swim diapers that was behind Radio.
The same swim diapers the little guy was currently wearing!
--
Radio gasped as he plopped hard onto his diapered rump. His eyes rolled and he wobbled in extreme dizziness...
He stuck his bum out and managed to stand on his own two feet before Blair shouted that humiliating phrase right at him! It was loud enough that the entire pool could hear it and the people who weren?t paying attention, definitely were now.
Radio?s crossed eyes re-focused and then widened with extreme shock.
All eyes were on him.
He stood there with his pupils shrunk and a huge blush crawling onto his face. He twitched and felt a huge embarrassing rush wash over him.
His already sagging swim diaper began sagging even more as an obvious hissing sound was heard throughout the crowd. It was like listening to a pin drop, only it was Radio expelling his bladder from embarrassment...
"... Hi?" Radio peeped, his voice barely above a whisper...
--
Blair had been quick, well that was easy when he could teleport, and he had grabbed a Puddle Jumper float belt.
The belt was bright green and had a baby shark in the middle. It was designed with two attached water wings meaning that the belt stayed high up around the chest of the wearer and would leave their swimming bottoms completely uncovered.
Moving behind Radio Blair announced loudly. ``You silly little boy, you were supposed to be going paddling, not piddling!'' He grinned to the sounds of mirth coming from the gathered crowd.
With a tight click he pulled the belt around Radio's stomach. As he pulled it tight and fastened it there were two separate loud comedy POPs as Radio's arms were forced into the attached water wings.
``Let's hope you don't try and go too deep this time, Mr. Floater!'' Blair turned the smaller lad away from most of the crowd and patted his well-rounded squishy backside at the word `floater' eliciting ``aww's'' and laughs from the crowd.
Spying that the little show was close to the baby pools Blair spun Radio around, one to keep his foe disoriented and two to make sure everyone got a good look at the still dizzy dork. He then tried to fiddle Radio towards the shallowest paddling pool.
This pool was barely more than a splash pool and even at its deepest wouldn't come up to Radio's thighs. It was already populated by the smallest babies wearing the thickest swim diapers and most inflated swim aids.
And as Blair pushed Radio towards the gate into the baby pools hoping to have it close with a CLANG Radio in his swollen swim diaper would fit right in with the other little piddle paddlers!
--
Radio?s eyes were spinning around and around in his already dizzy sockets as he was spun about. He barely offered any resistance when he was pushed through the gate with his new floaties on and trapped within the shallow kiddie pool beyond the gate.
Radio twirled about in the small rocking water with stars circling his head. He drooled and moaned, feeling completely out of it as the laughter was drummed up around him. His sagging, wet swim diaper and the confusing situation he was put in made him so incredibly disoriented. He couldn?t do anything to stop it accept vent in anger.
"Bluaggh... y-you... I?ll... you... demolish you...! G-Get me out of h-here... n-not a baby... uhmgugh..." He gurgled, floating in the water.
--
Blair mockingly rubbed his eyes for the crowd. ``Soooo sleepy! He doesn't know what he's saying.''
He let the gate close with a clang!
``Although I'll let him play a bit more, we don't have to worry about him getting cold in THAT warm diapee.'' He smirked to the crowd many of whom laughed alongside him.
Moving back to Radio's original sun lounger Blair scooped up the smaller boy's locker key. Humming happily to himself he opened the locker and pulled out Radio's shorts and undies.
``Won't be needing these on his walk home.'' Blair chuckled disposing of the clothes into a nearby bin. ``These are much more your speed now, Tiny.''
Blair grabbed a couple of thick pampers from a nearby vendor and placed them precariously into the little lad's locker before slamming it shut.
``They should fall out nicely in front of everyone once he gets out and tries to get changed...'' Blair smirked walking back to his own locker still humming happily to himself.
He put on his own shirt and shorts before heading toward the exit.
``Somebody should really make sure that the little squirt is alright.'' Blair mused at the door to the swimming complex.
Spying the perfect tool Blair used his teleportation power to crackle next to the intercom for the whole complex and in his best announcers voice.
``This is a special announcement for Baby Radio. Your Mumsy-Wumsy and Dadsie-Doo request you to toddle out of the pool so you can get your nappy-wappy before you make stinkies in your swimmies and get more rashy pants!''
And with that Blair crackled out of the door leaving the little lad stuck in the soggy swim diaper in the baby pool to the judging eyes of assembled crowd.
--
Radio groaned and tried to swim to the gate as best he could despite his intense dizziness. When that message played over the intercom, the laughter that kicked up around him made his face flush an even deeper red.
Radio whined and screamed his little head off, demanding to be let out and shouting about how he was tricked. He didn?t wear diapers and he was going to prove it to them as soon as he was let loose, dammit!
When the lifeguard finally had enough of Radio?s complaining he opened the gate and let him stumble out.
Radio flopped like a fish on the edge of the pool with his swollen swim diaper showing off to everyone. With an embarrassed, blushing face, he stood up and waddled his way towards his locker.
"Dumb, stupid, jerk-face! I?ll make sure he pays for this!" Radio snapped. "I was relaxing and lounging and he had to go... AAAUGH!" Radio tugged at his hair. He was forgetting that he was the one who started this up again but whatever. He was too mad and too ready to prove everyone here wrong to blame himself for any of this.
When he opened his locker, he got the surprise of his life when a bunch of diapers fell out of it and landed at his feet. He stared down at them with wide eyes and shrunken pupils.
Radio heard more laughter from the people around him as he picked up one of the diapers and held it in front of him.
That?s when the heaviness of the diaper got too thick and water logged. SPLAT!
It fell right off of him and pooled around his feet. Radio?s eyes twitched as that caused an even bigger uproar. The kid bent down and put the diaper over his butt and taped it on before snapping.
Cuckoo! Cuckoo!
Radio?s eyes crossed and he sputtered his lips. That was the last straw. His mind broke.
"Durrrrr~! I?m a big dumb diaper butt! Duuuuuh~!" Radio spun and shook his diapered rump around with a cross-eyed smile on his face for the laughing people. He even did a little spin before his eyes rolled up and he fainted from the humiliation of it all.
He eventually had to be escorted home via a stroller thanks to the kind life-guard in charge of the kiddie pool. Radio merely drooled and slept in a passed out stupor on his way back, unable to fight off dreams of being trapped in that kiddie pool still.
Oh well. At least he had a fresh change of diapers with him in case it scared him into having a second accident.
