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The 2nd of my 5 Halloween stories.
Not much to say about this one~ It's a light heart slightly comedic alien abduction romp to mess with my pichu Andrew... a stange sentence but tis the season for strange things.
Enjoy~
Andrew owned by me
Pokemon NOT owned by me
“… wha was dat? Chuuuuu…”
Sitting up in his bed Andrew Baros clumsily rubbed sleep from his eyes as the pichu’s big ears twitched and flicked in the air. There it was again… whatever it was… he was definitely hearing something. In his still mostly asleep state the first thought that came to mind was “Another critter got into the orchard” as he carefully tugged his blanket away, so as not to disturbed Allegro as the puppy napped at the foot of his bed, and climbed down. The soft feet of his footed jammies making no noise as he shuffled his way down the hall to the front door of the house and, after using the little hook by the door to unlock it (since it was made for his father’s massive size and not his tiny one, stepped out into the clear night air.
It was only when he breathed in the slightly chill air did he wake up enough for the question “What am I doing?” to cross his mind. Rubbing his eyes again before shaking his head to clear the sleep from it Andrew looked around. The path through his family’s berry orchard down to the restaurant lay before him and looking left to right revealed nothing but healthy berry trees. Trees that were the family’s (but Jane’s especially) pride and joy. Peering as far as he could past them just revealed the fence around the property they had to keep unwanted guest, people or otherwise, out…
Everything seemed like it was in order… in fact it was rather amazing how bright everything was. Taking a few wobbled steps down the path Andrew looked up at the sky to appreciate just how clear the night was… the moon hung big and bright over head and the stars twinkled beautifully. The entire world seemed peaceful and still… what was he doing out here again?
Oh, right, he’d heard something.
Yawning for a moment the pichu perked his ears up, letting the massive things twitch and move to the air as he tried to hear… whatever it was he heard. He’d been asleep enough he couldn’t even remember what exactly the sound was… just that it woke him up… but now? He didn’t hear… anything really. It took a few moments of turning that thought over in his head before Andrew realized why it set him so ill-at-ease. No wind, no slight rustle of leafs, no distant sounds, not even the family miltank snoring somewhere since she knew how to unlock her paddock and slept where she wanted.
The whole world seemed like somebody had turned off the volume… until one sound broke the silence.
Ears swiveling wildly to try and locate the source of the noise Andrew felt the urge to scramble back inside as fast as he could… but his feet wouldn’t move. It was definitely what he’d heard before… but as for what it was? He didn’t have an answer. There was a whoosh and a hum to it, a deep drone too… but it wasn’t like anything he’d heard before and it seemed to be all around. No… no, wait… despite how suffocating the noise was he was starting to be able to tell where it was coming from… as he felt pure terror just drop into his gut like a lead weight.
The sound was coming from directly above him.
A sudden blinding light from above send Andrew scrambling, any noise he made seemingly swallowed by the light and the noise, as he tumbled onto his butt and slid along the grass. He made a mental not about the uncomfortable feeling on the dew soaking through his sleeper and undies as he scurried to get away. At least until he felt his feet and tushie leave the grass. A moment of confusion washed over him… until he felt his back and paws lose purchase with the earth as well… he was being pulled upward by the light.
Silently squealing as loud as he could as he spun helplessly in the pillar of light Andrew tried to orient himself in some manner so he could see what he was being pulled up towards. He finally managed a brief glimpse above him as, beyond the blinding light, all he could see was the night sky… till the section of the sky around the light shimmered. In that shimmer he could very, very briefly make out… a disc like outline…
As the light swallowed him.
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“Chuuu-uuuuu-uuuuu… chuuuu chuuuuuu…. chuuuuu…”
Shivering and unable to keep himself from squeaking quietly in panic Andrew found himself alone. Despite the blinding light being gone somebody still hadn’t turned gravity back on since the pichu was spinning helplessly in the middle of the rounded, paneled room with no idea where he was, what was going on, or which way was up or down. All he did know was that he really really wanted his mommy and daddy…
As his ears shot up at the first familiar sound he’d heard since this started… a hydraulic hiss like something had opened…
Unfortunately it had come from behind him and any attempt to turn around seemed to just send the pichu spinning aimlessly in any direction but that way. Meaning he could hear and feel something entering and moving around the room with him… but aside from brief glances as he spun he couldn’t actually see what it was. He let out a panicked “CHU!!” while trying not to cry as he felt something gently grab his tail before the whatever it was let out several beeping sounds…
And suddenly the spinning stopped as he was face to face with an Elgyem.
Specifically the spinning stopped cause the little thing took hold of his cheeks and somehow stopped the out of control motion… despite only being probably half Andrew’s size… maybe a little bigger. Just staring, his jaw slack, at the little alien Andrew was suddenly seized with the idea that this might be some kind of bizarre, crazy fever dream… which was broken when he squeaked out a “Chu!” as the Elgyem proceeded to poke him square in the tummy and let out what Andrew could only describe as psychic giggling… whiiiiich was followed by psychic talking.
“You’re a chubby earthling… youthling? Uh… hatchling? … wha do they call the just made on this planet again?”
As the young, there was no other way Andrew could describe the voice but young grade schooler at the oldest, bobbled in the air with a hand on what passed for its chin it babbled contemplatively. Apparently unaware Andrew could hear and understand it clear as a bell… and also unaware of the hatch quietly opening behind it. Or the figure, the light from the hatch rendering it a black shape, approaching from behind as Andrew’s ears drooped and he whimpered in panic…
Only to go bug eyed in shock as what was revealed to be a Beheeyem brought a fist down hard on the elgyem’s head followed by a much older psychic voice reverberating off the walls with a force that could only be described as yelling-
“WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT USING THE TRACTOR BEAM TO ABDUCT CREATURES!? WHAT WERE MY EXACT WORDS!?”
“Uh-uh-uh, n-not too?”
“AND YET YOU DID!”
Scratch that, scolding also described it quite well as Andrew could only stare while the Beheeyem proceed to chew the Elgyem out like a kid who got their hand caught in the cookie jar. The general message seemed to be the little alien wasn’t supposed to be abducting things and was in BIG trouble over it… but the sheer psychic volume was making his head throb trying to follow along and stuck floating in mid air meant he couldn’t do anything to get away from the… he was just gonna call it noise. Finally he could take it no more and tears in his eyes vocalized his headache the best he could.
“Chuuuuuuuu!!”
“… and you abducted a BABY of all things too! We’ll resume later, for now lets handle this. Hush little one.”
“Baby, that was what they’re called. Knew it was a weird term…”
“Just… be quiet and fire up the main information hub before you make things worse.”
The moment the Beheeyem said “Hush little one” the… fingers? Andrew guessed they were fingers on the end of one of its arms started flashing rhythmically… and Andrew’s headache subsided. He also suddenly found himself feeling oddly, unnaturally calm and peaceful. The obvious reason was because the alien had to be messing with his mind or emotions or something… but he found it really hard to get worked up about it for some reason. It was the strangest thing…
“There we go, we’ll get this sorted out I promise… did you activate the information hub?”
“How come you get to play with their brains but I don-“
“Because I know what I’m doing. Turn on the information hub. NOW.”
Feeling so detached from the situation it was like he was watching a tv show Andrew observed as the Elgyem grumbled to itself and waved it’s hands over a patch of wall in what seem to be a random pattern. The wall lighting up, rapidly followed by the rest of the wall panels that made up the rest of the room, made him “Chuuuuuuuu” quietly in awe. Pushing the pouting smaller alien to the side the Beheeyem took up the spot in front of that specific wall panel and started waving his arms as well… as blurs started shooting around the panels rapidly. Pictures, text, videos… he could recognize some of them were web pages but it was moving too fast for Andrew to keep track. Fortunately the Beheeyem was apparently a talker so his narration helped out there.
“Access planetary wireless information network. Cross reference all terms in relation to “Baby” and “Baby Care” and flag repeated information to check for credibility. Activate secondary process, search and reference “Baby Supplies” in relation to “Baby Care” and transmit-“
“… uuuuh… what are you doing?”
“Getting the info we need to be sure he’s not hurt, sick, or otherwise damaged by you abducting him before we put him back. We should be able to get all we need from this civilizations wireless information network… as long as we carefully verify it first.”
Baby… they kept using that word… Andrew found himself giggling a little at the thought. He was a baby pokemon yeah… but he wasn’t actually a baby… did they not know that? He couldn’t really find it in him to worry about that thought beyond how silly it was as he looked around at all the stuff blurring the walls of the room. Sure enough it was now all related to babies from what little snippets of it he could see-
“Though I do suppose we should check to make sure he is a baby, for the research I’ve done I am… still less than adequate on the growth cycles of those native to this planet. Now I’ll release the calming and see if we can comunic-“
“Oooooh, lookit this! Imma have the replicator make it!”
The Elgyem proceeded to push past the Beheeyem and press the wall. A circle appeared where it’d pressed as there was an almost comical “BOOP” sound followed by a warbling noise… before a hatch opened Andrew watched a largish pacifier drop into the room and just start… floating. A perfectly ordinary and plain looking pacifier was just floating in the air like he was. Not waiting for any input from the bigger alien the Elgyem grabbed the item out of the air and, paused to look at the wall where an image of several different pacifiers were, including some showing babies nursing on them, turned around to shove the teat into Andrew’s mouth as he squeaked in surprise… or tried to at least.
Caught off guard by this but unable to muster the concern to pull it out thanks to the persisting calm and content feeling he had Andrew just held the pacifier in his mouth… yup… he still had a bit of a suckling reflex. He could feel it bobbing in and out slowly, some small part of him was saying this was horribly embarrassing and he needed to let them know he wasn’t a baby… but he just couldn’t find the energy to get worked up about it. If anything the pacifier was making him feel more relaxed… something the little voice was saying wasn’t a good thing for… some silly reason.
“… okay, so they are indeed a baby. Use the matter replicator without permission again and you’ll be confined to your quarters. Understood?”
“Come ooooooon! They like it! Doesn’t that get me any credit?”
“No.”
Idly wondering if he’d forgotten about undoing the calming Andrew watched as the Beheeyem continued to make the maelstrom of information swirl around the room for a bit more before finally stopping it and turning back to him. With the information frozen on the screen Andrew could now read it much easier… or… at least try to read it. There was so much up there it was hard to parse it all. He was seeing lots of “How to Care for a Baby” things though. He idly wondered what the alien was looking for as it gazed up and down him-
“Hmmm… no, this won’t do. You’re wet. The information assures us this is bad… we’ll need to change you.”
“Change him into what?”
“No, it apparently is a short form term for referring to changing the undergarments babies wear. They’re apparently called diapers in most circles. I am setting the hub to feed the replicator the information it needs now to produce the supplies. In the meantime please remove the babies clothes… and be GENTLE about it. Youngling are fragile, babies are no exception even if the term is different.”
Oh yeah, he’d slipped and fell in the dewy grass and his footed jammies got wet. This… was somehow less concerning than he knew it should be. He knew he should fight this but at best he could work up just enough concern to wiggle as he felt the Elgyem telekinetically tugging on his pajamas. All he could really focus on was the thought “Is this what Petie goes through regularly?” as he felt the alien mentally tug on every part of his clothing but the zipper in a vain struggle to get them off…
“I can’t get this thing off! This… whatever it is!”
“It is a garment, I do not know the specifics for this instance and garment but species usually wear them for warmth and protection primarily…”
The Beheeyem’s tone was flat annoyance at this point as it stopped rapidly pressing the wall to look back at Andrew and the Elgyem… as Andrew suddenly felt the zipper of his pajamas smoothly slide down. With a surprised “Chu!” the pajamas slid off, along with his underwear, just as smoothly leaving him floating nude in mid air. Even with whatever had been done to his mind Andrew reflexively curled up to try and cover himself as he saw his clothes promptly float away only to be sucked into another hatch that opened up.
“Which you should ALREADY KNOW since you were assigned to study other species, including some that wear garments, before this observation mission. You should be able to recognize a simple, primitive fastening system.”
“… okay I miiiiiiight have skimmed a little on that stuff-“
“I’ll have you do the remedial courses then… and some extra too.”
The Elgyem’s groan echoed off the walls and almost drowned out the sound of the hatch that spat out the pacifier starting to spit out several more things in rapid succession. Things Andrew was almost glad to see since it meant he wouldn’t be in his birthday suit anymore… even if this wasn’t his option of choice. A plain white and massive disposable diaper, a packet of wipes, a bottle of baby powder… all the basics for a diaper change. Something Andrew had gotten more accustom to seeing as of late he was a little embarrassed to admit…
“Hub. Pull up and display the standard process for “Diapering a Baby” you’ve been able to cross reference and verify from the planets information network. Step by step format if possible.”
Though this would be the first time it every happened in mid-air rather than on a changing table as he found his body suddenly going horizontal like he was laying on something despite their being nothing under him. It was a bit like the Elgyem’s telekinetic tugging at his pajamas earlier… just much firmer as Andrew found himself slowly forced to uncurl under the invisible force. The Beheeyem apparently being very careful so as not to hurt him as it telekinetically pulled a wipe from the packet. Sucking more on the pacifier Andrew couldn’t even imagine what he’d be feeling if his mind wasn’t in the lull of the calm-
“Ah. Right. I think you should be fine from here on out. The information said it is normal for babies to fuss and squirm during a diaper change.”
Embarrassment, extreme embarrassment and a little terror that’s what he’d be feeling as it was like a veil had been lifted from his brain. Part of him immediately wanted to yank the pacifier out and tell them how big a mistake they made and that he wasn’t a baby. Part of him wanted to panic, fear out, and just zap the whole room. Another part of him just wanted to curl up, try not to cry, and hope they sent him back home after this. The end result being that Andrew just teared up, sucked harder on the pacifier, and let out pitiful “Chuuuuuu”s as the diaper change started and he watched helplessly.
Though, to be fair, it was something to watch since it was the weirdest diaper change he’d ever seen or been a part of. The Beheeyem never touched him, it instead floated there and waved its arms like it was conducting an orchestra while all the supplies moved to its will with… Andrew couldn’t exactly call it gentle or rough. The best word he could think of was methodical. He was being throughly wiped down and dusted with baby powder (that seemed to rub itself in) in a methodical manner… in between the Beheeyem stopping to consult the “How To” example being projected on the walls.
Because of that dragging the whole thing out Andrew started looking for something to look at other than the embarrassing process of being treated like a baby long before the diaper ever moved. He, unfortunately, found it in the Elgyem. Apparently taking advantage of the fact the Beheeyem had its back to it the smaller alien was eagerly pressing the wall with almost a musical series of beeps and boops as the panels in front of it whirred through information so fast the pichu couldn’t keep up with it. He had a sneaking suspicion he wouldn’t like it though… whatever it was…
Though he hadn’t expected “It” to be a very large and full baby bottle of what looked like milk that was suddenly spat out of the same chute as before. The Beheeyem did notice this… partially because it nearly smacked him in the head just as he was unfolding the diaper. The sigh that followed was unmistakable… an annoyed parent who realized they’d turned their back on their kid and now had to deal with the consequences. Whatever those consequences might be.
“What did you do?”
“Weeeeell I was using the information hub to look up some stuff ‘bout these babies… and it turns out what they usually drink comes from the other thing I abducted earlier~ So I had the automated system help me get some out of the creature and into the proper feeding vessel for the baby~ This counts for the extra work, right~?”
The Elgyem sounded so proud if itself as it floated right over towards Andrew… who would have been furiously trying to scoot away if he could move. Before the Beheeyem could do anything the pacifier was telekinetically pulled out of Andrew’s mouth and the baba sucked in as he found himself sucking on reflex… and was extremely relieved to find the very familiar taste of moo moo milk in his mouth rather than anything else. A familiar enough taste he found himself cupping the bottle with both hands as he nursed since having it free floating while in his mouth was weird in ways he didn’t like.
“The only reason you’re not in trouble is because the baby seem to be able to drink it fine… as for the extra work I decide whether it counts or not… and thank you for reminding me of the other creature. We have to put that one back too.”
“Aaaaaaw come oooooon! I even looked up what that garment was! I got the replicator making it now!”
“Wait for me to finish putting the diaper on the baby. Do not drop it on my head like the vessel… and make sure you had the information right on how babies eat! Double and triple check it!”
“Fiiiiiiiine….”
It was at this point Andrew realized that any chance of actually fixing the misunderstand about him not being a baby had long since passed. So he just whimpered quietly and suckled on the bottle, waiting for the Beheeyem to finish what he was doing so they’d put him back down at home… hopefully. Either way he opted to stare at the slowly emptying bottle rather than to watch the Beheeyem work. Not that this kept him from perfectly hearing the plastic crinkle… or feeling it being wrapped and taped snuggle around him. Oddly enough the fact he’d gotten used enough to this to tell that this diaper was much thicker than normal just made the whole thing worse.
Finally feeling the telekinetic pressure holding him still vanishing Andrew squeaked as he found himself free floating again… squeaked and hiccuped as the bottle slipped his grip and floated away from him, droplets of milk similarly suspended in mid-air. Something the Beheeyem seemed to noticed and get annoyed by as it gestured to the droplets and proceed to float away with them in its telekinetic grip. Hiccuping again Andrew was wiggling in his massive diaper and trying to get himself upright since spinning in the air was not doing his stomach any favors.
“I know what to do for this! I read it! Watch this!”
He barely had time to register the Elgyem’s squeal before the smaller alien rushed over and grabbed him. Caught off guard by the sudden physical contact Andrew didn’t squirm as he found the alien bouncing him up and down and felt his back being telekinetically patted. He realized what was happening just as he let out a big belch… and found the pacifier popped back into his mouth by the Elgyem who seemed oh too proud of himself.
“The hub said you had to do this… burping stuff after feeding babies… dunno why but I did it~!”/i]”
“[i]Very good… now, what was the other thing you mentioned?”
“Oh! Right! That garment was apparently feetie pajamas according to the hub… had the Replicator make some for him! See?”
With one more spitting sound a folded up piece of clothing fell out of the hatch and, as Andrew watched, slowly unfolded as it slowly spun in mid air. As he could see more of it it looked like his old pajamas for the most part, as he had a sinking feeling he wasn’t getting those or his undies back, but as he kept looking he noticed a few… obvious differences. For starters the bottom was elasticized it looked like to compensate for the diaper… and the snaps up the legs and in the crotch were obvious for that as well. The most concerning thing was the fact the zipper was now in the back so once he was in it he’d have a heck of a time getting it off. Though the pattern on the new pajamas was kinda notable too…
“Interesting choice for the illustrations on the garment.”
“… the hub said prints that were cute and suiting babies were normal for feetie pajamas so I told it to come up with one for the replicator to use…”
“You sound like you don’t like it~”
“I DON’T!!”
Apparently the Elgyem wasn’t happy their hub or whatever it was consider a print of little Elgyem’s to be “Cute” and “Suiting Babies” as the Beheeyem held the chibi alien print pajamas up almost teasingly for him to see. The smaller alien just huffed without making a sound, folded its arms, and looked away… as there was an awkward pause. Neither of the aliens did anything for what felt like minutes until-
“Are you not going to dress the baby?”
“… was hoping you would, garments are annoying.”
“I see, you made it but expect me to do the labor to dress the baby. Very well. Hub? Cross reference information related to the earlier search of feetie pajamas for information on how to dress a baby in them. Also assign a new sub route to continue downloading, cross referencing, and filing information related to babies, their needs, and their garments.”
“Huh? What’s that for?”
Andrew wanted to know that as well but no answer was forthcoming as the Beheeyem just floated there until more information was projected up on the panels of the room. The Elgyem continued to repeat his question, even tugging at the Beheeyem, but he was ignored. Instead Andrew felt himself seized by the same force from before… as the pajamas were slowly and carefully slipped up his limbs before the zipper was carefully tugged up in the back and the snaps were popped shut with similar care. The pichu now had a complete baby costume… he could only blush and console himself with the fact this was apparently the cost to get sent back home.
“Are you gonna tell me why you assigned that sub route or not!?”
“I assigned it because I have a new idea for your extra work. Since you seem to not want to learn about and how to handle garments yourself you will be helping me with them while furthering our understanding of the younglings of this planet and their needs.”
“Oh… so… are we not putting him back and keeping him to help with that then? We don’t have any other babies to use-“
“No need. The replicator came to the conclusion you were close enough to an earth baby to work for the prints. You should be more than adequate to act as a stand in for the babies of this planet.”
“WHAT!?”
“And if you cause issues with the testing then I will be happy to extend the duration of this project and the extra work till I am satisfied with the results.”
“… that’s not faaaaaair!!!”
… as suddenly the pichu didn’t feel quite as bad about the whole predicament. It’s odd what hearing justice would be served can do for you.
“Now, lets return him where you picked him up. We’ve already kept him too long as is.”
“… don’t I even get to poke his brains or his organs or anything? Thought that’s part of what you did on observation missions…”
“Of course not. That requires clearances you don’t have… and the Code of Ethic forbids doing it to the young of a planet besides. Actually apply yourself any maybe next time but for now bid the baby goodbye, we’re reversing the abduction in T minus 10, 9-“
The sulking Elgyem shot the Beheeyem a dirty look… before flying over to Andrew and giving him a hug. Meanwhile the pichu was still not sure he’d heard that “Poke his brains or his organs” thing right and was too stunned to do anything but clumsily hug back on reflex before the Elgyem pulled away. He found both Aliens on the edge of the room as there was suddenly the same noise as before when he’d been pull up into the ship… along with the sound of a hatch opening and a blast of chilly air hitting him from below.
“3, 2… oh and we’re putting back the other creature you abducted too.”
“Come oooon!”
“And 1.”
Andrew was suddenly once again blinded by a bright flash of light.
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“Chuuuuu… uuu?”
Groaning and shaking his head to clear it Andrew immediately noticed he somehow still had the pacifier in his mouth. Only the fact there was more pressing matters (and a little part of him from way back saying “it’s bad to let your paci fall to the ground”) kept him from spitting it out as he tried to jump to his feet to look around. Emphasis on tried as the massive diaper he had on and the slick, gripless feet of his pajamas promptly dropped him back down on his butt as he fell against something and found himself looking up at a clear, normal, UFO-less night sky.
Struggling to turn around Andrew found his assumption, due to how close her snoring had been, was right. The something he’d fallen against was their miltank… who was fast asleep on the walk not 10 feet from the house, with the door still wide open like he’d left it. The idle thought of “So that’s where she went” crossed his mind as he remembered the comments about the “other creature” the aliens made… but he pushed them out of his head quickly. He wanted to forget this ever happened, go back to bed, and write this off as a bad dream as quickly as possible…
Or at least as quickly as he could crawl back inside since standing didn’t seem to be an option… and as quickly as he could come up with an excuse to explain needing help out of these pajamas to his mommy in the morning… or the diaper…
Groaning and sucking harder on his pacifier Andrew began the crawl for the door… as fast as he could just in case some other bad dream tried to abduct him.
The End.
Not much to say about this one~ It's a light heart slightly comedic alien abduction romp to mess with my pichu Andrew... a stange sentence but tis the season for strange things.
Enjoy~
Andrew owned by me
Pokemon NOT owned by me
PCA - Close Encounters of the Chu Kind“… wha was dat? Chuuuuu…”
Sitting up in his bed Andrew Baros clumsily rubbed sleep from his eyes as the pichu’s big ears twitched and flicked in the air. There it was again… whatever it was… he was definitely hearing something. In his still mostly asleep state the first thought that came to mind was “Another critter got into the orchard” as he carefully tugged his blanket away, so as not to disturbed Allegro as the puppy napped at the foot of his bed, and climbed down. The soft feet of his footed jammies making no noise as he shuffled his way down the hall to the front door of the house and, after using the little hook by the door to unlock it (since it was made for his father’s massive size and not his tiny one, stepped out into the clear night air.
It was only when he breathed in the slightly chill air did he wake up enough for the question “What am I doing?” to cross his mind. Rubbing his eyes again before shaking his head to clear the sleep from it Andrew looked around. The path through his family’s berry orchard down to the restaurant lay before him and looking left to right revealed nothing but healthy berry trees. Trees that were the family’s (but Jane’s especially) pride and joy. Peering as far as he could past them just revealed the fence around the property they had to keep unwanted guest, people or otherwise, out…
Everything seemed like it was in order… in fact it was rather amazing how bright everything was. Taking a few wobbled steps down the path Andrew looked up at the sky to appreciate just how clear the night was… the moon hung big and bright over head and the stars twinkled beautifully. The entire world seemed peaceful and still… what was he doing out here again?
Oh, right, he’d heard something.
Yawning for a moment the pichu perked his ears up, letting the massive things twitch and move to the air as he tried to hear… whatever it was he heard. He’d been asleep enough he couldn’t even remember what exactly the sound was… just that it woke him up… but now? He didn’t hear… anything really. It took a few moments of turning that thought over in his head before Andrew realized why it set him so ill-at-ease. No wind, no slight rustle of leafs, no distant sounds, not even the family miltank snoring somewhere since she knew how to unlock her paddock and slept where she wanted.
The whole world seemed like somebody had turned off the volume… until one sound broke the silence.
Ears swiveling wildly to try and locate the source of the noise Andrew felt the urge to scramble back inside as fast as he could… but his feet wouldn’t move. It was definitely what he’d heard before… but as for what it was? He didn’t have an answer. There was a whoosh and a hum to it, a deep drone too… but it wasn’t like anything he’d heard before and it seemed to be all around. No… no, wait… despite how suffocating the noise was he was starting to be able to tell where it was coming from… as he felt pure terror just drop into his gut like a lead weight.
The sound was coming from directly above him.
A sudden blinding light from above send Andrew scrambling, any noise he made seemingly swallowed by the light and the noise, as he tumbled onto his butt and slid along the grass. He made a mental not about the uncomfortable feeling on the dew soaking through his sleeper and undies as he scurried to get away. At least until he felt his feet and tushie leave the grass. A moment of confusion washed over him… until he felt his back and paws lose purchase with the earth as well… he was being pulled upward by the light.
Silently squealing as loud as he could as he spun helplessly in the pillar of light Andrew tried to orient himself in some manner so he could see what he was being pulled up towards. He finally managed a brief glimpse above him as, beyond the blinding light, all he could see was the night sky… till the section of the sky around the light shimmered. In that shimmer he could very, very briefly make out… a disc like outline…
As the light swallowed him.
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“Chuuu-uuuuu-uuuuu… chuuuu chuuuuuu…. chuuuuu…”
Shivering and unable to keep himself from squeaking quietly in panic Andrew found himself alone. Despite the blinding light being gone somebody still hadn’t turned gravity back on since the pichu was spinning helplessly in the middle of the rounded, paneled room with no idea where he was, what was going on, or which way was up or down. All he did know was that he really really wanted his mommy and daddy…
As his ears shot up at the first familiar sound he’d heard since this started… a hydraulic hiss like something had opened…
Unfortunately it had come from behind him and any attempt to turn around seemed to just send the pichu spinning aimlessly in any direction but that way. Meaning he could hear and feel something entering and moving around the room with him… but aside from brief glances as he spun he couldn’t actually see what it was. He let out a panicked “CHU!!” while trying not to cry as he felt something gently grab his tail before the whatever it was let out several beeping sounds…
And suddenly the spinning stopped as he was face to face with an Elgyem.
Specifically the spinning stopped cause the little thing took hold of his cheeks and somehow stopped the out of control motion… despite only being probably half Andrew’s size… maybe a little bigger. Just staring, his jaw slack, at the little alien Andrew was suddenly seized with the idea that this might be some kind of bizarre, crazy fever dream… which was broken when he squeaked out a “Chu!” as the Elgyem proceeded to poke him square in the tummy and let out what Andrew could only describe as psychic giggling… whiiiiich was followed by psychic talking.
“You’re a chubby earthling… youthling? Uh… hatchling? … wha do they call the just made on this planet again?”
As the young, there was no other way Andrew could describe the voice but young grade schooler at the oldest, bobbled in the air with a hand on what passed for its chin it babbled contemplatively. Apparently unaware Andrew could hear and understand it clear as a bell… and also unaware of the hatch quietly opening behind it. Or the figure, the light from the hatch rendering it a black shape, approaching from behind as Andrew’s ears drooped and he whimpered in panic…
Only to go bug eyed in shock as what was revealed to be a Beheeyem brought a fist down hard on the elgyem’s head followed by a much older psychic voice reverberating off the walls with a force that could only be described as yelling-
“WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT USING THE TRACTOR BEAM TO ABDUCT CREATURES!? WHAT WERE MY EXACT WORDS!?”
“Uh-uh-uh, n-not too?”
“AND YET YOU DID!”
Scratch that, scolding also described it quite well as Andrew could only stare while the Beheeyem proceed to chew the Elgyem out like a kid who got their hand caught in the cookie jar. The general message seemed to be the little alien wasn’t supposed to be abducting things and was in BIG trouble over it… but the sheer psychic volume was making his head throb trying to follow along and stuck floating in mid air meant he couldn’t do anything to get away from the… he was just gonna call it noise. Finally he could take it no more and tears in his eyes vocalized his headache the best he could.
“Chuuuuuuuu!!”
“… and you abducted a BABY of all things too! We’ll resume later, for now lets handle this. Hush little one.”
“Baby, that was what they’re called. Knew it was a weird term…”
“Just… be quiet and fire up the main information hub before you make things worse.”
The moment the Beheeyem said “Hush little one” the… fingers? Andrew guessed they were fingers on the end of one of its arms started flashing rhythmically… and Andrew’s headache subsided. He also suddenly found himself feeling oddly, unnaturally calm and peaceful. The obvious reason was because the alien had to be messing with his mind or emotions or something… but he found it really hard to get worked up about it for some reason. It was the strangest thing…
“There we go, we’ll get this sorted out I promise… did you activate the information hub?”
“How come you get to play with their brains but I don-“
“Because I know what I’m doing. Turn on the information hub. NOW.”
Feeling so detached from the situation it was like he was watching a tv show Andrew observed as the Elgyem grumbled to itself and waved it’s hands over a patch of wall in what seem to be a random pattern. The wall lighting up, rapidly followed by the rest of the wall panels that made up the rest of the room, made him “Chuuuuuuuu” quietly in awe. Pushing the pouting smaller alien to the side the Beheeyem took up the spot in front of that specific wall panel and started waving his arms as well… as blurs started shooting around the panels rapidly. Pictures, text, videos… he could recognize some of them were web pages but it was moving too fast for Andrew to keep track. Fortunately the Beheeyem was apparently a talker so his narration helped out there.
“Access planetary wireless information network. Cross reference all terms in relation to “Baby” and “Baby Care” and flag repeated information to check for credibility. Activate secondary process, search and reference “Baby Supplies” in relation to “Baby Care” and transmit-“
“… uuuuh… what are you doing?”
“Getting the info we need to be sure he’s not hurt, sick, or otherwise damaged by you abducting him before we put him back. We should be able to get all we need from this civilizations wireless information network… as long as we carefully verify it first.”
Baby… they kept using that word… Andrew found himself giggling a little at the thought. He was a baby pokemon yeah… but he wasn’t actually a baby… did they not know that? He couldn’t really find it in him to worry about that thought beyond how silly it was as he looked around at all the stuff blurring the walls of the room. Sure enough it was now all related to babies from what little snippets of it he could see-
“Though I do suppose we should check to make sure he is a baby, for the research I’ve done I am… still less than adequate on the growth cycles of those native to this planet. Now I’ll release the calming and see if we can comunic-“
“Oooooh, lookit this! Imma have the replicator make it!”
The Elgyem proceeded to push past the Beheeyem and press the wall. A circle appeared where it’d pressed as there was an almost comical “BOOP” sound followed by a warbling noise… before a hatch opened Andrew watched a largish pacifier drop into the room and just start… floating. A perfectly ordinary and plain looking pacifier was just floating in the air like he was. Not waiting for any input from the bigger alien the Elgyem grabbed the item out of the air and, paused to look at the wall where an image of several different pacifiers were, including some showing babies nursing on them, turned around to shove the teat into Andrew’s mouth as he squeaked in surprise… or tried to at least.
Caught off guard by this but unable to muster the concern to pull it out thanks to the persisting calm and content feeling he had Andrew just held the pacifier in his mouth… yup… he still had a bit of a suckling reflex. He could feel it bobbing in and out slowly, some small part of him was saying this was horribly embarrassing and he needed to let them know he wasn’t a baby… but he just couldn’t find the energy to get worked up about it. If anything the pacifier was making him feel more relaxed… something the little voice was saying wasn’t a good thing for… some silly reason.
“… okay, so they are indeed a baby. Use the matter replicator without permission again and you’ll be confined to your quarters. Understood?”
“Come ooooooon! They like it! Doesn’t that get me any credit?”
“No.”
Idly wondering if he’d forgotten about undoing the calming Andrew watched as the Beheeyem continued to make the maelstrom of information swirl around the room for a bit more before finally stopping it and turning back to him. With the information frozen on the screen Andrew could now read it much easier… or… at least try to read it. There was so much up there it was hard to parse it all. He was seeing lots of “How to Care for a Baby” things though. He idly wondered what the alien was looking for as it gazed up and down him-
“Hmmm… no, this won’t do. You’re wet. The information assures us this is bad… we’ll need to change you.”
“Change him into what?”
“No, it apparently is a short form term for referring to changing the undergarments babies wear. They’re apparently called diapers in most circles. I am setting the hub to feed the replicator the information it needs now to produce the supplies. In the meantime please remove the babies clothes… and be GENTLE about it. Youngling are fragile, babies are no exception even if the term is different.”
Oh yeah, he’d slipped and fell in the dewy grass and his footed jammies got wet. This… was somehow less concerning than he knew it should be. He knew he should fight this but at best he could work up just enough concern to wiggle as he felt the Elgyem telekinetically tugging on his pajamas. All he could really focus on was the thought “Is this what Petie goes through regularly?” as he felt the alien mentally tug on every part of his clothing but the zipper in a vain struggle to get them off…
“I can’t get this thing off! This… whatever it is!”
“It is a garment, I do not know the specifics for this instance and garment but species usually wear them for warmth and protection primarily…”
The Beheeyem’s tone was flat annoyance at this point as it stopped rapidly pressing the wall to look back at Andrew and the Elgyem… as Andrew suddenly felt the zipper of his pajamas smoothly slide down. With a surprised “Chu!” the pajamas slid off, along with his underwear, just as smoothly leaving him floating nude in mid air. Even with whatever had been done to his mind Andrew reflexively curled up to try and cover himself as he saw his clothes promptly float away only to be sucked into another hatch that opened up.
“Which you should ALREADY KNOW since you were assigned to study other species, including some that wear garments, before this observation mission. You should be able to recognize a simple, primitive fastening system.”
“… okay I miiiiiiight have skimmed a little on that stuff-“
“I’ll have you do the remedial courses then… and some extra too.”
The Elgyem’s groan echoed off the walls and almost drowned out the sound of the hatch that spat out the pacifier starting to spit out several more things in rapid succession. Things Andrew was almost glad to see since it meant he wouldn’t be in his birthday suit anymore… even if this wasn’t his option of choice. A plain white and massive disposable diaper, a packet of wipes, a bottle of baby powder… all the basics for a diaper change. Something Andrew had gotten more accustom to seeing as of late he was a little embarrassed to admit…
“Hub. Pull up and display the standard process for “Diapering a Baby” you’ve been able to cross reference and verify from the planets information network. Step by step format if possible.”
Though this would be the first time it every happened in mid-air rather than on a changing table as he found his body suddenly going horizontal like he was laying on something despite their being nothing under him. It was a bit like the Elgyem’s telekinetic tugging at his pajamas earlier… just much firmer as Andrew found himself slowly forced to uncurl under the invisible force. The Beheeyem apparently being very careful so as not to hurt him as it telekinetically pulled a wipe from the packet. Sucking more on the pacifier Andrew couldn’t even imagine what he’d be feeling if his mind wasn’t in the lull of the calm-
“Ah. Right. I think you should be fine from here on out. The information said it is normal for babies to fuss and squirm during a diaper change.”
Embarrassment, extreme embarrassment and a little terror that’s what he’d be feeling as it was like a veil had been lifted from his brain. Part of him immediately wanted to yank the pacifier out and tell them how big a mistake they made and that he wasn’t a baby. Part of him wanted to panic, fear out, and just zap the whole room. Another part of him just wanted to curl up, try not to cry, and hope they sent him back home after this. The end result being that Andrew just teared up, sucked harder on the pacifier, and let out pitiful “Chuuuuuu”s as the diaper change started and he watched helplessly.
Though, to be fair, it was something to watch since it was the weirdest diaper change he’d ever seen or been a part of. The Beheeyem never touched him, it instead floated there and waved its arms like it was conducting an orchestra while all the supplies moved to its will with… Andrew couldn’t exactly call it gentle or rough. The best word he could think of was methodical. He was being throughly wiped down and dusted with baby powder (that seemed to rub itself in) in a methodical manner… in between the Beheeyem stopping to consult the “How To” example being projected on the walls.
Because of that dragging the whole thing out Andrew started looking for something to look at other than the embarrassing process of being treated like a baby long before the diaper ever moved. He, unfortunately, found it in the Elgyem. Apparently taking advantage of the fact the Beheeyem had its back to it the smaller alien was eagerly pressing the wall with almost a musical series of beeps and boops as the panels in front of it whirred through information so fast the pichu couldn’t keep up with it. He had a sneaking suspicion he wouldn’t like it though… whatever it was…
Though he hadn’t expected “It” to be a very large and full baby bottle of what looked like milk that was suddenly spat out of the same chute as before. The Beheeyem did notice this… partially because it nearly smacked him in the head just as he was unfolding the diaper. The sigh that followed was unmistakable… an annoyed parent who realized they’d turned their back on their kid and now had to deal with the consequences. Whatever those consequences might be.
“What did you do?”
“Weeeeell I was using the information hub to look up some stuff ‘bout these babies… and it turns out what they usually drink comes from the other thing I abducted earlier~ So I had the automated system help me get some out of the creature and into the proper feeding vessel for the baby~ This counts for the extra work, right~?”
The Elgyem sounded so proud if itself as it floated right over towards Andrew… who would have been furiously trying to scoot away if he could move. Before the Beheeyem could do anything the pacifier was telekinetically pulled out of Andrew’s mouth and the baba sucked in as he found himself sucking on reflex… and was extremely relieved to find the very familiar taste of moo moo milk in his mouth rather than anything else. A familiar enough taste he found himself cupping the bottle with both hands as he nursed since having it free floating while in his mouth was weird in ways he didn’t like.
“The only reason you’re not in trouble is because the baby seem to be able to drink it fine… as for the extra work I decide whether it counts or not… and thank you for reminding me of the other creature. We have to put that one back too.”
“Aaaaaaw come oooooon! I even looked up what that garment was! I got the replicator making it now!”
“Wait for me to finish putting the diaper on the baby. Do not drop it on my head like the vessel… and make sure you had the information right on how babies eat! Double and triple check it!”
“Fiiiiiiiine….”
It was at this point Andrew realized that any chance of actually fixing the misunderstand about him not being a baby had long since passed. So he just whimpered quietly and suckled on the bottle, waiting for the Beheeyem to finish what he was doing so they’d put him back down at home… hopefully. Either way he opted to stare at the slowly emptying bottle rather than to watch the Beheeyem work. Not that this kept him from perfectly hearing the plastic crinkle… or feeling it being wrapped and taped snuggle around him. Oddly enough the fact he’d gotten used enough to this to tell that this diaper was much thicker than normal just made the whole thing worse.
Finally feeling the telekinetic pressure holding him still vanishing Andrew squeaked as he found himself free floating again… squeaked and hiccuped as the bottle slipped his grip and floated away from him, droplets of milk similarly suspended in mid-air. Something the Beheeyem seemed to noticed and get annoyed by as it gestured to the droplets and proceed to float away with them in its telekinetic grip. Hiccuping again Andrew was wiggling in his massive diaper and trying to get himself upright since spinning in the air was not doing his stomach any favors.
“I know what to do for this! I read it! Watch this!”
He barely had time to register the Elgyem’s squeal before the smaller alien rushed over and grabbed him. Caught off guard by the sudden physical contact Andrew didn’t squirm as he found the alien bouncing him up and down and felt his back being telekinetically patted. He realized what was happening just as he let out a big belch… and found the pacifier popped back into his mouth by the Elgyem who seemed oh too proud of himself.
“The hub said you had to do this… burping stuff after feeding babies… dunno why but I did it~!”/i]”
“[i]Very good… now, what was the other thing you mentioned?”
“Oh! Right! That garment was apparently feetie pajamas according to the hub… had the Replicator make some for him! See?”
With one more spitting sound a folded up piece of clothing fell out of the hatch and, as Andrew watched, slowly unfolded as it slowly spun in mid air. As he could see more of it it looked like his old pajamas for the most part, as he had a sinking feeling he wasn’t getting those or his undies back, but as he kept looking he noticed a few… obvious differences. For starters the bottom was elasticized it looked like to compensate for the diaper… and the snaps up the legs and in the crotch were obvious for that as well. The most concerning thing was the fact the zipper was now in the back so once he was in it he’d have a heck of a time getting it off. Though the pattern on the new pajamas was kinda notable too…
“Interesting choice for the illustrations on the garment.”
“… the hub said prints that were cute and suiting babies were normal for feetie pajamas so I told it to come up with one for the replicator to use…”
“You sound like you don’t like it~”
“I DON’T!!”
Apparently the Elgyem wasn’t happy their hub or whatever it was consider a print of little Elgyem’s to be “Cute” and “Suiting Babies” as the Beheeyem held the chibi alien print pajamas up almost teasingly for him to see. The smaller alien just huffed without making a sound, folded its arms, and looked away… as there was an awkward pause. Neither of the aliens did anything for what felt like minutes until-
“Are you not going to dress the baby?”
“… was hoping you would, garments are annoying.”
“I see, you made it but expect me to do the labor to dress the baby. Very well. Hub? Cross reference information related to the earlier search of feetie pajamas for information on how to dress a baby in them. Also assign a new sub route to continue downloading, cross referencing, and filing information related to babies, their needs, and their garments.”
“Huh? What’s that for?”
Andrew wanted to know that as well but no answer was forthcoming as the Beheeyem just floated there until more information was projected up on the panels of the room. The Elgyem continued to repeat his question, even tugging at the Beheeyem, but he was ignored. Instead Andrew felt himself seized by the same force from before… as the pajamas were slowly and carefully slipped up his limbs before the zipper was carefully tugged up in the back and the snaps were popped shut with similar care. The pichu now had a complete baby costume… he could only blush and console himself with the fact this was apparently the cost to get sent back home.
“Are you gonna tell me why you assigned that sub route or not!?”
“I assigned it because I have a new idea for your extra work. Since you seem to not want to learn about and how to handle garments yourself you will be helping me with them while furthering our understanding of the younglings of this planet and their needs.”
“Oh… so… are we not putting him back and keeping him to help with that then? We don’t have any other babies to use-“
“No need. The replicator came to the conclusion you were close enough to an earth baby to work for the prints. You should be more than adequate to act as a stand in for the babies of this planet.”
“WHAT!?”
“And if you cause issues with the testing then I will be happy to extend the duration of this project and the extra work till I am satisfied with the results.”
“… that’s not faaaaaair!!!”
… as suddenly the pichu didn’t feel quite as bad about the whole predicament. It’s odd what hearing justice would be served can do for you.
“Now, lets return him where you picked him up. We’ve already kept him too long as is.”
“… don’t I even get to poke his brains or his organs or anything? Thought that’s part of what you did on observation missions…”
“Of course not. That requires clearances you don’t have… and the Code of Ethic forbids doing it to the young of a planet besides. Actually apply yourself any maybe next time but for now bid the baby goodbye, we’re reversing the abduction in T minus 10, 9-“
The sulking Elgyem shot the Beheeyem a dirty look… before flying over to Andrew and giving him a hug. Meanwhile the pichu was still not sure he’d heard that “Poke his brains or his organs” thing right and was too stunned to do anything but clumsily hug back on reflex before the Elgyem pulled away. He found both Aliens on the edge of the room as there was suddenly the same noise as before when he’d been pull up into the ship… along with the sound of a hatch opening and a blast of chilly air hitting him from below.
“3, 2… oh and we’re putting back the other creature you abducted too.”
“Come oooon!”
“And 1.”
Andrew was suddenly once again blinded by a bright flash of light.
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“Chuuuuu… uuu?”
Groaning and shaking his head to clear it Andrew immediately noticed he somehow still had the pacifier in his mouth. Only the fact there was more pressing matters (and a little part of him from way back saying “it’s bad to let your paci fall to the ground”) kept him from spitting it out as he tried to jump to his feet to look around. Emphasis on tried as the massive diaper he had on and the slick, gripless feet of his pajamas promptly dropped him back down on his butt as he fell against something and found himself looking up at a clear, normal, UFO-less night sky.
Struggling to turn around Andrew found his assumption, due to how close her snoring had been, was right. The something he’d fallen against was their miltank… who was fast asleep on the walk not 10 feet from the house, with the door still wide open like he’d left it. The idle thought of “So that’s where she went” crossed his mind as he remembered the comments about the “other creature” the aliens made… but he pushed them out of his head quickly. He wanted to forget this ever happened, go back to bed, and write this off as a bad dream as quickly as possible…
Or at least as quickly as he could crawl back inside since standing didn’t seem to be an option… and as quickly as he could come up with an excuse to explain needing help out of these pajamas to his mommy in the morning… or the diaper…
Groaning and sucking harder on his pacifier Andrew began the crawl for the door… as fast as he could just in case some other bad dream tried to abduct him.
The End.
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