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Daily Free-Write July 9, 2022: Finnicky Baby Pt. 9.1
🕑 Added 2022-07-10 07:30:31 +0000 UTCPt. 1 Ch. 1-6 Pt. 2 Ch. 7 Ch. 8 Ch. 9
Author's Note: This one goes out to Kuneho Bun and Shade Koopa, two friends that inspired me to keep going with this special story. I started this story because I really loved the dynamic between these two cuties, but it was the other true fans of this pairing that inspired me to keep up with it. Thanks for your support!!
"Nick... are you sure this is the right place? It looks like just a normal daycare to me," said Finnick, looking around the big wide open room as Daddy Nick led him in.
"Trust me, Toot-Toot. There's big money going through here. It's a front for sure. So I want you to keep your eyes open, and look for any sign of something amiss. But you really gotta sell that you're just a sweet little guy having fun, okay?"
Finnick furrowed his eyebrows. "Well... Alright, but I'm not sure this is..."
"Well, hello there," said the receptionist, the duo approached the front desk. "First day?"
"Sure is!" said Nick, smiling his charming smile at the vixen behind the counter. "Wilde's the name. Finnick here is ready for his first day of Daycare, can you believe it? They grow up so fast..."
"Aww! What a cutie he is!" said the vixen, smiling big at the blushy little fennec. "I'm Claire. We talked on the phone before. I was lookin forward to meetin' the little guy, but I had no idea he'd be such a cutie!"
"Aw, shucks," said Nick, as Finnick blushed deep. "You're gonna give him a complex. He's gonna be a real lady killer when he grows up, I'll tell you that."
"Just like his Daddy, huh?" asked Claire, giving Nick a wink. "Trust me, I've heard it all before. Go ahead and sign here, big Daddy, and don't worry. We'll take good care of your little boy."
Nick chuckled. He may have been smooth, but Claire knew what she was doing. "Okay, little guy," he said getting to one knee, and putting his hand on his little boyfriend's shoulders. "You be good for Claire and the other grownups at daycare, okay?"
"Daddy," said Finnick, hamming up the scared kid act. "Don't go! I wanna go to work with you!"
Nick chuckled. "No can do, sweet pea. I would take you if I could, but Daddy has to do grownup stuff, and you wouldn't have any fun watching him do that. Be a good boy and you'll have lots of fun with your new friends here. You can tell Daddy all about it when he picks you up later, okay?"
Finnick looked down at the growned and sniffed. "Okay..."
"Good boy," said Nick, ruffling FInnick's headfur. He looked up at Claire. "Treat him with care, okay? It's his first time away from Daddy..."
"Aww, I understand," said Claire. "Don't worry, your little guy is in good hands. And we got the note about his incontinence too, so no worries about that. HIs cubby is stocked full of the diapers you sent over..."
"Wha?" began Finnick, before being cut off by NIck with a kiss on the head.
"That's just a big word for 'you're my special boy'" said Nick, with a big smile. "See ya later, lil' guy!"
Claire waved bye and encouraged Finnick to do so too as Nick left.
"Real funny, Nick," mumbled Finnick under his breath. It looked like he was stuck in diapers while he was in daycare. At least he was clothed. His overalls did a pretty good job of hiding the diaper, if not its puffy outline around his butt.
"Alright, kiddo, what do you say we get you out of those overalls so you can run free, huh?"
"W-wha?" asked Finnick in a small voice. "B-but I like my overalls..."
"Aww, don't be silly, lil' guy! All little ones like running around free without their pants on! Besides, makes it easier to see when you need a change..."
Finnick blushed and his ears went back at hearing that. It didn't escape him that most of the other preschoolers were out of diapers already and wearing their pants. Still, he was far from the only one running around padded, so it wasn't like it was just him.
"There we go," said Claire, taking advantage of the diminutive fennec's distraction to unbuckle his overalls. "Step on out of these ol' things. We'll put them in the cubby with the rest of your stuff!"
Finnick did as he was told. After all, he was here on a mission, wasn't he? Of course, he knew exactly what 'stuff' Claire was talking about, and he didn't relish the idea of being changed by complete strangers here in the preschool. Maybe he could use the potty if he asked for it...
"No, silly. You don't use the potty! Your Daddy explained everything. All you have to do is have some fun while you're here, and let the grownups worry about all that, Okay?"
"Okay," said Finnick, folding his red hot burning ears again. Nick sure knew how to embarass him. He almost wondered if Nick liked doing that, but no matter. Eyes on the prize, he said to himself. He would keep his eyes wide open and look for any indication of funny business while he was in daycare...
Meanwhile, Nick chuckled to himself as he strolled down the street, away from the daycare. If Finnick had one weakness, it was money, and he'd led Finnick to believe that there was a lot of money to be made by sussing out the secrets of this completely legitimate nursery. He wondered how long it would take for Finnick to figure out that it was just a completely normal preschool. It would be fun to see, and he had a bet with himself that he could probably string it along for at least three days if not a week. His phone buzzed.
"Oh, hey, Carrots? What's up? No, I'm not doing anything. A ride along?" Nick sighed. "Alright, but you better make it interesting. I don't exactly make hangin' out with cops a part of my free time. What's that? Consulting fee? Now you have my interest... Alright, Carrots. I'll be here by Hill Street Station. See you in a few."
He flicked his tail as he hung up. It was a bit of a blow to his ego, but so be it. He felt lucky to have little Finnick AND Judy in his life, even if their worlds would have to stay completely compartmentalized for now. He took one look back toward the daycare and wished Finnick a pleasant stay, knowing Finnick would win everyone over with his irresistible cuteness.
"Knock 'em dead, kid. And have fun."
Finnick would be just fine. As for Judy - well, she might just give Nick a run for his money, but he enjoyed the game. Maybe she would get him to join the ZPD, after all. He chuckled to himself and shook his head as he put his hands in his pockets. "Good luck, sister. As if I would ever be a cop..."
Still, he was a Daddy now after all, and he had Finnick to think of. What would he do to take care of the little stinker?
Comments
W-wait a sec... you mean Daddy took me to daycare to get babysat and not to solve some big mystery? *GASP*
None ya
Now the real question is champ as gullible as finny baby?
