Chuckie waddled onto the playground, scrambling around to greet his friends. Tommy turned around. "Hello, Chuckie!" He said cheerfully as he wobbled in the other direction in order to catch a ball. Chuckie followed along. "Is that what we're playin'? Sounds good to me!" He said, stepping forward and pausing suddenly. He felt a tingly, familiar feeling downstairs. Suddenly, a plastic ball came down and almost made contact with Chuckie. "Ahh!" He said, falling over on his rear, looking at the ball. Lil, who had thrown the ball, stepped forward. "Watch out, Chuckie!" She said in his direction, somewhat late.
Chuckie started to get up, then pausing to rub his stomach. "Ooh! Okay, I will next time." He said, bending over to pick up the ball as he heard a strange gurgle. "Ack!" He said out loud as he pressed the ball to his rear end. The other babies came closer. "What's wrong, Chuckie? You're actin' funny." Phil said, crossing his arms. Chuckie walked forward and looked around, sighing. "I gots to...Um, go poopy." He looks away, a bit embarrassed to admit it. Phil and Lil immediately checked each other's diapers and looked back. "So what? Me too!" They both said, snapping the diaper's waistband back where it belonged.
Chuckie pranced in place, pressing the ball a bit harder. "No, no! I'm potty trained now!" He whined, looking at the other babies. "I don't wear diapers like the rest of you no more!" He said, dancing. "I just can't go poopy in em! But I don't wanna stop playing..." He said, looking around and beginning to blush. The other babies began to brainstorm plans.
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