suddenly everything sort of shifted, and then everyone was dressed and acted a lot less mature. every chair in the room was now a high chair, and not a single butt was undiapered. The Judge's mallet was now a squeaky toy, and her eyes were wide and full of hope, her jaded nature a thing of the past. The Jury was a bunch of babies in a playpen, and Trisha sucked her paci with a smug smirk. She was a great lawyer, and she was gonna win dis case.
She toddled forward, her smart pants suit and skirt having become just a diaper and bonnet, and said, "babies of da juwy, me beweve me have pwoven dad Molly is a dumby baby who bwoke da contwact and she deserves da full punishment of spankies and a houw long time out."
Molly was on the verge of tears, she didnt do anything wrong. She looked to Mick, but she knew he wasnt gonna be much help. He was pre-verbal after all, and Trisha was a very good talker. Heck, she even had a full diaper like Mick and still looked better. Trisha carried herself with an aura that said, "yeah, i'm stinky, so what?" Mick's aura was more "pwease, me need changies."
Molly took matters into her own hands and said, "You's just a wying meanie head!" Trisha was aghast and responded with the articulate, "Am not!" Molly fired back, "are too!" it continued like this for a bit before Roberta banged her gavel a bit and said, "Enough!"
Trisha and Molly stopped arguing, and just in time because the argument was about to turn into a fight with hairpulling and such. it was doubtful Trisha would win said fight, given that her long stylish pigtails were a pretty obvious target. Roberta then spoke, "me cwalls a wecess while da juwy dewiber, uh dweber" Trisha responded, "Dewiberwate your honow?" Roberta nodded and pointed at Trisha, "Ya, dat word. Wes gonna go pway and maybe get some diapy changes while da juwy weaches a verdict."
Those who could eagerly ran out to the newly manifested playground, big enough for big babies, while the jury talked amongst themselves. Well, it was babbling, but they could understand each other.
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so what next? do we see how the recess goes? or skip straight to the verdict? or something else entirely?
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