An Uneventful Change

Anne could do nothing but blink in confusion up at her apparently younger (though still much older than her current self) teacher, tears in her eyes trying their best to cut out.

Out of desperation that it might help clarify what was wrong with her, Anne repeated the same word that she'd sputtered out when she began to cry in the first place, "P-Pooie..."

"Shh, shh, it's alright..." That didn't at all sound like something Miranda would say, especially in the loving, consoling tone that she said it, but Anne didn't at all care. All she cared about right now was that there was a grown-up here to change her diaper for her.

The next few minutes were a blissful blur for Anne, as she lost her thoughts to coos and giggles as Miranda changed her diaper. As Anne was untaped and cleaned up the woman changing her said some things that made her laugh, but Anne couldn't really tell what they were - she just liked the tone and the gesture.

"There we go, nice and clean!"

"No pooie!" Anne giggled, that being the most grown-up thing she could think of to articulate her happiness over the whole matter.

With the whole matter of the poor little redhead's diaper resolved, focus changed as...