28: Glitter

The days have risen and gone. Daddy is less busy now he says the business is stable and there hasn't been any sightings of werewolves in the area recently so we've been going outside more often, a walk in the garden when im big and a play on the playground with Delilah and Juels when im little. I've been having so much fun, all my nightmares seem to disappear when hes with me and have decreased when hes not. I feel safe and at home here for the first time and I've been trying to figure our a way to make it up to him with Delilah and Juels in the playroom.

"How about you draw and paint him a drawing, my daddy loves when I make him something and it's been a bit since you made him something." Delilah suggests grabbing some paper and her art supplies.

"Yeah!" Jules jumps in. "I give mummy art and she loves it so much she sticks it on our walls saying it's amazing and she loves it. So we should definitely do that." I nod my head feeling the determination and going over to Delilah I see all the crafts my eyes immediately snap on to the glitter that was laid out on the small floor table. All the colours of the rainbow all laid out in a neat line. We all got to work creating extravagant peices of art for out caregivers. It's mostly just stick figures and everything. I decided to add th glitter as clothes and hair and the sky a f the ground it was a glittery sparkly peice of art work and I ended up covered in the shiny glitter, it made me so happy infact that I regressed even further into my headspace that I forgot the whole reason I was going that and I just wanted to sparkle like a shimmery star. The others followed in my lead and suddenly we all had glitter all over us. Me more than them they wanted to finish their artwork. I put glitter on my hands in my hair all over my face. My white jumper was now a sea of colours paint and glitter. I couldn't just stop with me I turn to the others and suggested the walls needed a little shine and they both agreed and we all sat by the wall painting it and placing glitter all over it.

Daddy showed up soon after our glitterfest. He looked surprised.

"Daddy! Daddy look I shine like starr." I yelled with excitement running up to him turning around, glitter was all over the ground in a line of where I was walking.

"Georgie was this your idea?"he asked observing the room and seeing all the glitter and paint everywhere, he seemed at a loss for words admiring my work of art.

"Yeah yeah yeah! Isn't it pretty? I wanted to show you how happy I am you were in my life so we started making pretty arts and then I got a bit carried away wif the glitter and I wanted to shimmer and shine like what I did in the painting then I wanted the room to look as pretty as I did and we painted the walls!" Rye and Charlie walked in with similar shocked expressions on their face. The girls looked down embarrassed and I was confused as to why, we were just making the place pretty.

"George this is going to take forever to get out of everything! It's in your hair, on your hands, please tell me you haven't been sucking on them." I shrugged my shoulders, not recalling if I had put my hands in my mouth or not.

"He didn't, he tried to buh lilah stoppeded him." Daddy gave a sigh of relief picking me up from under my armpits and placing me on his hip.

"Come on bath time for you baby boy then you're gonna help clean this room okay?" I stopped him before going and washed out of his grip, running over to the table that held all the works of art I pulled up mine a bunch of glitter falling on the floor I saw daddy's eyes wince. I brought over the peice of paper that held me and him in the clearing we had our date in with the cabin and everything, it had a dark brown stick figure with black glittery curly hair holding hands with a slightly shorter short glittery brown hair boy with a glittery pink heart in between their heads representing the both of us and how we love each other. There was not one plane colour in sight it was all glitter, the grass, the trees, the cabin, all of it was covered in glitter.

"You really like glitter don't you baby?" Daddy asked placing his hand in my hair and ruffling it causing glitter to fall down like snow. "I love it baby, it's beautiful!" He exclaimed picking me up again and he gave me a big boy kiss on the lips before spitting something out. "Open your mouth darling please." Daddy ordered and I obliged opening my mouth. It was just as glittery as my outsides. I placed my fingers in my mouth as he was looking down with a sigh. When he noticed what I was going he ripped mh hand out of my mouth so fast it hurt, I began to cry.

"Awww baby I'm sorry." He quickly apologised. He took us out of the room with the painting in hand. I was sobing really loudly due to the pain my teeth were dragged against my skin and now my hand hurt. "I'm sorry darling baby, let daddy kiss it better." He grabbed my hand and placed soft butterfly kisses all over it. "I'm sorry my little butler." More kisses were exchanged. "We have to get yoy to a doctor anyway to make sure you didn't have too much glitter. She'll look at your hand too okay? And maybe if you ask nicely she'll give you a pretty bandaid." He explained making me smile.

"I like bandaids." He smiled and called for his doctor for a check up. When she got here she checked my mouth and asked me questions like how much I had and if it was anything other than glitter. She deduced that I was fine because it was only a small intake of glitter and not anything else, I was still covered head to toe in glitter.

"Daddy it's getting itchyyyy." I complained scratching my head the glitter was in every crevis of my body making everything itchy. Daddy quickly finished up with the doctor and pulling me into the bathroom.

"You have to have a shower baby." He informed me, much to my dismay. I hated showers, always have. The feeling of it on your skin and his has high pressure so it feels funny and you can't soak yourself, it's the worst invention.

"Noooo Daddy baff" I pout crossing my arms.

"There's no point in having a bath, the moment you get out of it all the glitters going to stick onto your skin again and then it will have all been for nothing." He argued.

"I hate showers!" I complained. Stomping my feet staying a little away from daddy so he couldn't grab me and put me in there. I watched as he took his shirt off and walked over to me.

"Come on darling, you need a shower, you're not having a bath. I'm having the shower with you bub." He begged, he got to me and helped me take my jumper and shirt off.

"Noooooo I don' like showerrrrrss" I whine. "Pease no." I gave him puppy eyes hoping they would sway him into letting me have a bath instead.

"No darling and take that look off your face, it's not going to work, you need a shower to get the itchy glitter off."  Glitter had made its way under my shirt and was all over my chest and stomach which was also very itchy. I whined again but finally agreed after he said I could have some cookies and anything else I wanted if I was a good boy. He started the shower and it heavily splashed on the ground sounding like rain. We were both completely undressed now, the water was perfect.

Daddy recognised my discomfort for the sound grabbing the cup from beside the tub. He filled it with water and splashed it on my torso making alot of the glitter go away and run down my skin.

"See? It gets rid of the itchy glitter. Pass me your hand bubba." I gave him my hand and he led it to the shower and let me test the pressure. He slowly introduced the rest of my body till it was all engulfed by the feeling of the warm shower. I was giggling as the water landed heavily on me.

"I guess showers are okay." I confess as daddy helped get all the glitter off my body and out of my hair. "But I still wanna bath okay daddy?" I confirm that the shower would not be an often occurrence. He just laughed and we finished up.

We got out and dried ourselves up. He helped me with my hair and getting dressed in daddies jumper and his sweat pants, because I wanted them. And I looked in the mirror.

"Daddy there's still glitter." I pout a little. Turning around to where daddy is. He walked up to me with a soft smile reaching his hands up to my face cupping and caressing my cheeks.

"It'll be there for a little bit, I love you Georgie." He kissed my forehead. "I love you so much." He kissed my nose. "I love you to the moon and back." He kissed my right temple. "I love you further than the moon." He kissed my left temple. "I love your face." He kissed my left eye making me close it. "I love your personality." He kissed my right eye. "I love your little giggle." He kissed my right cheek bone. "I love the way you blush." He kissed my left cheek bone. "I love how when you sleep you nuzzle into me for warmth and safty." He hissed my left cheek, moving his hand. " I love little you." He kissed my right cheek. "I love big you." He kissed the corner of my lip on the right side. "I love everything about you." He kissed the left corner of my lips. "I love you so much you don't even realise it." He finally kissed my lips, a small kiss not a peck but not a deep kiss, however just as passionate as ever. "I love you Georgie." He did the same kiss and would break it and keep saying he loved me. He repeated this for about 5 or 6 kisses before I stopped him.

"I love you too Will, more than I could express, I would do anything for you, anything at all." I wrap my arms around his neck pulling him closer. "You tell me to bark ill bark, tell me to stay ill stay, I am all yours." I smile and give him a deeper more heated kiss.

"You're not a dog Georgie, but I yours just as much as you are mine." He kissed me again picking me up and placing me on the bench he moved closer kissing me deeper than ever before, everything was getting so heated, he placed his hands underneath my jumper rubbing the sides of my torso. He was just about to take it off when the sirens sounded.