Small Escape

32 now simply had to wait for a grown-up to arrive if she was to escape this pint-sized, toy-filled prison. So wait she did, sitting on her diapered rear amongst a good number of paddling toddlers, including the four who'd she brought to tears.

Soon enough, the door opened and a pair of ladies entered. She thought they resembled a few of the parents of her students, but 32 couldn't be sure.

Apparently she was proven right though, as one of the ladies scooped up Wolfie and Ivy, the latter baby openly mumbled "Mommy" upon getting to cuddle into her.

32 was worried they might spot her, having forgotten for a moment all the grown-ups were looking for her, but apparently there was no problem. They took a careful glance around the nursery, but couldn't single her out. Guess in her current state, she blended in with the enviroment and the people around her. It was like the Bounre Identity. With babies.

Still, 32 began to toddle as carefully as she could to the door as the children she'd bullied began to stop wailing.

Finally, one of the caretakers, rocking the child, asked, "Who did you to you, sweety?"

"Taking a thumb out of her mouth, Cassie mumbled out, "A guh-gerl wif' wed hair..."

Just as she reached the crack of the door, her chance for freedom, 32 froze in terror. They'd ratted her out! The goth kid had said who'd done it and now there was no chance for her to get to the stockroom. She was gonna kick that goth's butt so hard....

"Oh, I see..." The grown-up bounced the babies she was holding gently before spotting a redhead in the room. Growling, she reached for her, "You're in big trouble young lady!"

32 breathed inward, not turning around. She wouldn't do this! She would fight with every breath in her tiny body-

"Nuh-uh! I didn't do it!"

Wait, that wasn't her.

32 briefly looked over her shoulder to see Katie being picked up by the grown-ups, squirming. Felt bad letting somebody else get framed, but needing the assistance, 32 slipped out the door and toddled across the hall.