Let's Talk About Bears

As they stood there, staring at the bear, Brailynn kept herself busy trying to finish flattening her hair, getting every last kink out of it that she could feel out. Every now and then, Lynard's screams would pitch higher and she'd flinch, glancing up at Richard expectantly. What was taking him so long? "Oh..." The Spring frowned, feigning a pouty face. Let the bear explode for a harmless little prank of hers? "You wouldn't dare." He wouldn't. ... Right?

Once he'd given in and scooped the bear off of it's seat, she allowed herself to soften up again, smiling. "I'd fed him already just before we came out here, so I suppose it's time for his diper to be changed. He can tell if you're using an old or new one. Weird, isn't it?" She walked over, finding a small bag on the floor and whipping out a bear-sized pamper, holding it out to him. "Enjoy~!"

"Of course..." he muttered with a loud and exaggerated sigh as she handed the diaper to him. "At least the poor thing is fed. Let's see if I remember how to do this..." With a small smile, Richard sat down on the bench and placed Lynard back down. It had been a while since he'd last changed a diaper, and so the blonde sat there for a minute looking the thing over as he tried to put the instructions back into his brain. Suddenly, as if a light bulb had gone off his in his head, he quickly swapped out the diapers and let out a sigh of relief when the bear stopped wailing. The silence afterwards was a little strange after the amount of time that the thing had cried, but Richard welcomed it gladly. "There!" he exclaimed. "Lynard is all better. Now you can go back to taking care of him!" He grinned as he picked the bear child up and playfully shoved him back into Brailynn's arms.

The look on his face was enough to make her week as he started uncertainly ay the bear, clearly lost on what to do or say with the small, fluffy bear. It felt like a bit of justice. She had been stuck with the thing for weeks. It was nice that he had finally gotten his turn... As short as it was before he finished with the diper and shoved it back into her face. "I don't think so!" Brailynn protested, laughing and nudging gently back into his arms. "You're a parent now too. You can handle him for a day or two... a week. Maybe the month." Playfully, she reached up and pinched his cheek. What a cute Daddy he would make. "You're good with that, right?"