She was alone, scared, cold, needing sleep.... her usual scenario.
Tonight had been extremely strenuous, as she'd not only received a note - That she'd been discharged!! - from the people who were supposed to help her, but there was snow falling and wind blowing, and she'd had her nightmare again; The one with her as a helpless baby, where the bad guys dressed in football gear over gorilla costumes and taunted her while she cried; Struggling to mess her diaper. Sometimes she'd be lying on her back in her crib, sometimes she'd be sitting on the floor with her legs spread like a V, sometimes - Like tonight - she'd be sitting on her baby potty chair.
Scrolling through images of funny objects, she found what looked like a baby bottle and sleep mask, that had strange text on the screen.
'Make one bottle, play your favorite ASMR on the Bluetooth earbuds, and wake up inside your favorite fantasy'
"Nah, couldn't be," Alysa Aiday said skeptically.
But despite this, she ordered the thing anyway, as well as the fabric armband and the Samsung Galaxy Watch 6 - She was still above a certain point financially, to her great relief.
-One Week Later-
She was waiting in the laundry room of her apartment, as she hated the sound of her intercom buzzing; Her Asperger Syndrome Autism was a real pain in the neck that way.
She waved to the driver of the truck, opened the inner door, and took her package.
Then she held the door for the Domino's delivery driver.
Finally, everything upstairs, her smartwatch calibrated and on her wrist, and she finally caught her breath after the workout and a filling meal, she was ready to try.
She mixed the powder with her soda, put on the sleep mask, and made a wish;
'Please, take me away from here. And let my mommy and childhood heroes be with me...'
Slowly but surely, she laid back, falling asleep listening to ASMR about the female speaker calling her baby girl, saying what a good girl she was, and what a good job she was doing, and drinking her baby bottle.
She woke up the next morning; In a crib, hearing many voices, and.... feeling warm around her waist.
"Enh. Eair! Uh. Eair!" Alysa cried.
"Uh-oh, someone needs a nappy change," said an accented female voice.
"I don't know why you call them that," said a male voice, "but round here, we call them diapers."
"Aww! Come here, Baby Girl," said one lady, gently picking her up.
On some sort of instinct, Sai Mouri and Amy Anderson, A.K.A. Sailor Mercury, pulled out the pink baby training potty, which Veronica sat the crying Alysa onto.
"It's all right, Baby Girl," Veronica soothed, holding Alysa's sides gently. "Just take your time, and the pain will pass."
Alysa cried as the stool was pushed out.
"There, all better," Veronica said, moving Alysa to the changing table, where the baby shivered as Veronica, Sailor Moon, and Sailor Uranus worked to gently tend her. They applied anti-rash cream, moisturizing lotion with aloe, and baby powder.
"Eair!" Alysa cried.
"No way! We just gave you a fresh diaper, with baby powder and everything!" Sailor Moon wailed.
"She has moments where she just needs to vent," said Uranus; Laying Alysa on her shoulder and rocking gently.
Veronica stroked Alysa's cheek while Sailor Uranus cradled Alysa, and the others ordered food and other commodities.
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