MARC AND FRED’S AVENTURES

Chapter 2

Original title: Les aventures de Marc et Fred

Author: bebemanu (bebemanu60@yahoo.fr)

Date: June 2005

Translation: bebemanu (bebemanu60@yahoo.fr)

Date: June 2005

Public: All public

Copyright: bebemanu © 2005

Publication: Tbkingdom.com © 2005 (for the French version)

Deeker.com © 2005 (for the English version)

Summarized: A young boy tells, how his mother, put him back in diapers, at 11 years old.

Reproduction and publication, even partial, prohibited without obtaining the preliminary authorization of the author, the translator, and/or the editor.

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Frederic opened his eyes and turned the head to look at his radio alarm clock. 05:18 am. He was astonished to awake in middle of the night, him who usually slept so well. He was turned over in his bed, and there, he felt something cold. He lit his bedside lamp, and raised his feather bed. He could note a great wet aureole in the medium of his sheet. No doubt was possible; he well made pee with the bed. This time, he couldn’t hide it to his mother because we were Saturday, and his mother changes the sheets each Saturday morning. He wondered what kind of excuse he was going well to be able to find. He thought about it, and seen that there was none of it. He wetted its bed, quite simply. Now, he has to know how his mother will go to take it. He had two accidents in two years, and both, blow on blow, in two days. Fred wondered why he remade pee with the bed of only one blow at the end of two years of dry nights. His mother had never removed the plastic medical cover which protected the mattress, and she had extremely well done. Fred turned the light off and sent to sleep again in a wet bed. It was 09:43 am when Marc opened his eyes. He slept like a baby, and was ready for this new day. This new day, for him, was synonymous with happiness. Which happiness will you say to me? To find his diapers this evening, like before. Marc was even impatient and would have almost wished that his mother bring him along to buy them this morning. But it knew that it would be nothing, because Saturdays morning were devoted to the household. Like every morning, Marc raised his feather bed and noted the extent of the damage. A beautiful spot, on the sheet. Marc smiled and thinks that it was the last time he would awake in a wet bed and in a soaked pyjama. He stayed a while in his bed and decided to rise. He wondered whether his brother were already upright. He came into Fred’s room, and found him still in his bed. He approached him, and noticed that he didn’t sleep any more.

-Hello Fred.

-Hello Marc.

-You slept well?

-Yes, that can go. I awoke this night, but I succeeded in sending me to sleep again.

-Me I didn’t awake.

-You made pee with the bed as I could see?

-Yes, but it’s the last time that you see me with a wet pyjamas in the morning.

-You’re so lucky.

-I’m in a hurry to go to buy my diapers with mom.

-Marc.

-Yes Fred?

-I still made pee with the bed...

-Show me.

Fred raised his feather bed and Marc whom been able to see the aureole in middle of his brother’s sheet.

-As well, you didn’t make seeming.

-I believe that mom will not be happy.

-It’s an accident.

-Yes but from two days of continuation. And yesterday, I don’t said anything say to her.

-What will you do?

-I’ll going to say to her that I made pee with the bed. In any event, she will see it with the state of my pyjama when I will go down for breakfast.

-Yes, it’s clear. As well, me, I go down, to take my breakfast.

-Await me; I go down at the same time as you.

Fred rose and get down the staircase behind his brother. They had both their wet pyjamas, and were sure their mother wouldn’t fail to see it. They both came in the kitchen.

-Hello mom.

-Hello mom.

-Hello boys. Slept well?

-Yes mom, but am wet.

-Don’t worry, my darling, we will arranged that.

-Me I didn’t sleep well. Fred answered.

-Ah? Why?

-Looks at me mom! Fred answered by furtively showing his bottom of pyjamas to his mother.

-What arrives to you my big boy?

-You will not shout me after mom?

-But Fred, why do you want that I shout after you? With less than one very stupid thing, I don’t have any reasons to shout after you.

-I made pee with the bed...

-And it’s why you have feared that I shout after you? Camille answered by laughing.

-Yes. And yesterday too, I made pee with the bed, but less.

-Why you didn’t you said it to me yesterday morning?

-I was afraid that you thunder me.

-But Fred, why do you want that I thunder you? You made pee with the bed, and then? The accidents, that arrives! And then you recall what the doctor said to us. That there was a possibility of relapse, and that enuresis stopped from only one blow, but that could return from only one blow too.

-You don’t have nevertheless made pee with the bed?

-No. I wanted to say: and if I remade pee with the bed all the time? If my enuresis is came back?

-There, it’s another problem my darling and it would be necessary that adequate protections are considered. But don’t worry; if that was to be the case, I wouldn’t thunder yourself, because you couldn’t do anything for this. Camille served their hot chocolate to them, and made them slices of bread with butter and apricot jam. They lunched quietly, and Marc asked:

-Mom.

-Yes darling.

-At what time will we go to the supermarket?

-Dice which I finished my household. Therefore, at the beginning of afternoon I think.

-Mom. Fred said.

-Yes my big boy, what there?

-Could I come with you to the supermarket?

-Of course yes, if you want. But I’m astonished because usually, you don’t want to come with us.

-I know, but today I want.

-Then there’re no problems, you can come with us.

-Thank you mom.

Camille was a little surprised that Fred wants to come to the supermarket with her and Marc, because usually, when she asked him the question, he often found an excuse not to come. But good, she thinks that for once that she would have her two boys with her, she wasn’t going to complain. Once their breakfast finished, Marc and Fred disencumbered their table and they gone up in their room. Fred looked at his bed and noted the damage. It’s true that he hadn’t gone there with the back of the spoon. Cloth and the feather bed were wet on more half. Fred said that if that continued, it would be necessary that he asks his mother to repurchase diapers to him. With less than he’ll do it this afternoon, if he found courage of it. After all, that would prevent that he doesn’t awake in a wet bed. And it’s to better envisage. He prepared his clothing and went in the bathroom. He closed the door behind him, and made run water to take its shower. Fred had forgotten the unpleasant feeling which pyjamas wet on the skin got. He started by get off the jacket, then bottom. He was now naked, and looked himself in the mirror. He wondered what he’ll seem like with a diaper at his age. The more that went, the more he wanted to find safety and the comfort which got to him the diapers still a few years ago. Fred took his shower while thinking of the fact that he wet his bed, again, since two days. He thinks that after all, it was perhaps only an accident, but which it would nevertheless well like to wear some diapers back. He thought of Marc who was going to have the chance to wear some as from this evening. Fred left the shower, dried himself, and got dressed. Once made, and his teeth washed, he left the bathroom, and called to his brother:

-The place is free little brother.

-Ok, I go there in five minutes.

-Don’t be so lazy, baby.

-Okay.

Fred was astonished that Marc doesn’t have said anything when he called him "baby". Usually, he answered that he wasn’t a baby. Fred pointed out to him, and Marc answered:

-Not, you can call me as that if you want, because I am a baby.

-Ah? Good. And why you are a baby?

-Because I will wear a diaper this evening.

-You are right. Therefore, it’s true that you are a baby.

-Yes, but you also you are a baby Fred...

-Me? Why?

-Because it’s the second day that you make pee with the bed.

-Yes, but it’s not because of that that I’m a baby.

-Of course yes, because in more you want to wear some diapers back, like me...

Fred had recognized that Marc was right. It’s true that he would like to return at the time where he was wearing diapers not to wet his bed. But who knows, perhaps he will return in diapers in very few time. In any case, he would like much... Marc taken his stuffs, and went to wash himself in his turn. Once left the bathroom, it went down to the living room to see what his mother and her brother did. His mother was making dust, and his brother made his housework. Marc thought that he would have to do his housework now too, like that; he wouldn’t have to do them tomorrow. He went up to seek his portfolio and settled beside his brother to make his housework. There was a studious silence in the living room, and that astonished Camille.

-You are quite calm the boys!

-We are doing our housework.

-I had noticed Marc. When you finish your housework, you will remove your wet cloths of your beds, and will put them in the washing machine. It will advance me a little.

-Okay mom.

Marc and Fred finished their housework and learned their lessons which they recited to their mother.

-That’s ok the boys! Now, arrange your portfolios in your room, and defeats your beds. They assembled both and arranged their portfolio as had asked them their mother. They demolished their bed and put their sheets in the washing machine. Fred looked at his watch. 11:53 am. He went down again to the living room and looked at television while waiting to eat. Camille was preparing the meal, which, like the majority of Saturday’s midday, will be composed of a steak and chips. Around 12:20 pm, she invited the boys to eat. The meal proceeded normally, and once this one finished, the boys helped their mother to disencumber the table. They turned over in front of television while waiting for that their mother invites them to leave to the supermarket. The so much awaited moment arrived...

-We go to the supermarket boys?

-Yes mom!

Marc and Fred precipitated on the closet to take their wind-breaker there. Once ready, Camille said to them:

-Go on the way.

They got into the car, fastened their safety belt, and took the way of the supermarket. During the way, Fred started the conversation on the problem of pee with the bed which he had since two days.

-Mom.

-Yes Fred?

-Why I remake pee with the bed at the end of two years?

-I don’t know my darling.

-But it’s nevertheless the second day of continuation.

-It’s not dramatic. They are perhaps only accidents. Perhaps you were cold.

-Yes, perhaps. But if that continues, what will we do?

-It will be seen whether it’s the case. We will certainly turn over to see Doctor Marchand.

-Yes, but while waiting, it’s not pleasant to awake in a wet bed and a soaked pyjama.

-Yes, I suspect it well Fred.

-And then that damages the mattress.

-Don’t worry for the mattress, it’s well protected. I left the impermeable cover, your draw sheet, on the mattress Therefore, not of concerns for this side there.

Fred didn’t answer immediately but he terribly wanted to ask his mother to put him back in diapers. Finally, he decided on him to speak about diapers, but otherwise.

-I should perhaps wear some diapers?

Camille looked at Fred, and said to him while smiling:

-It’s indeed a good solution, but we’re not there yet. But I note that you’re not against the fact of wearing some diapers back, if your problem of pee with the bed were to persist.

-Yes. You should perhaps take a package just for the case of it...

-Not for the moment Fred. I will not buy a package of diapers to you because your problem is perhaps only momentary.

-Yes, it’s right. Fred answered sadly.

-Imagine that I buy a package of diapers to you, and that you don’t remake pee with the bed? What do I make with the package afterwards? More especially as to have diapers with your size, it’s necessary to go to buy them in a pharmacy.

-You could keep them for Marc, considering whom he will wear some diaper at night.

-Marc and you don’t have the same size, and not the same stoutness. They would be too large for him.

-Yeah, it’s true that. I hadn’t thought of it.

-But Fred, don’t worry. And since apparently, that would not be obstructed, if that were to persist, I will buy a package of diapers to you while waiting to have an appointment with the urologist. At least you will not awake in a wet bed and in a soaked pyjama.

-Ok mom.

Fred was happy with him. His mother had said that she would buy a package of diapers to him if he continued to make pee with the bed. He wondered whether he was going to awake wet tomorrow morning. And if he awoke in a dry bed? He thinks that he would be terrible, and he could say good-bye to his diapers. Fred then thought of voluntarily wetting his bed, although this idea doesn‘t enchant it much. But he was ready to do a lot of thing to wear some diapers back, like his little brother.

They arrived at the supermarket, went down from car and took a caddy. They started to make the purchases quietly. For once, Fred had pleasure to make the purchases with his mother and his little brother.

-Mom.

-Yes Marc?

-With can Fred, can we go to the cartoons and plays ray?

-Ok, but you join me with the ray meat in twenty minutes.

-Okay mom.

The boys disappeared and went to the cartoons and plays ray. They looked at what there was of beautiful, took a book each one, and started to read. Fred and Marc monitored their watch while reading. They didn’t have to miss the hour by the rallying. Marc read Astérix, and Fred read Lucky Luke. They were plunged in their reading when Fred looked at his watch and saw that it was the hour to join their mother. He closed his book, posed it and said to Marc:

-Marc, it’s the time to join mom.

-Already? Marc answered.

-Yes. Then close your book and comes, because if not we will be made thunder.

Marc closed his book, and they took the direction of the ray meat. Camille wasn’t yet in the ray, and then they decided to await her there. A few minutes later, they saw their mother to turn in the ray and, advanced towards her.

-That’s good the boys, you are per hour. Still some purchases and we will be able to go downtown. Fred, go and seek me 2 packs of milk please.

-Yes mom.

-Fred, await me, I come with you! Marc answered.

They moved towards the ray, where were milk, eggs, sugar and the flour. They took each one a pack of six-litre milk, and turned over to see their mother to put it in the caddy.

-What does it miss mom? Fred asked.

-Nothing separately diapers and what goes with. Marc felt his heart to be beating wildly of only one blow. Finally he was going to have his diapers for this evening! They moved all the three towards the ray hygiene for babies. Once in the ray, Camille took two boxes of wipes, a bottle of baby powder, a changing mat, then moved towards the diapers. They stopped all the three in front of the diapers size 6.

-Which ones do you want Marc?

-I don’t know mom. Which are the best?

-As well there are Pampers, Huggies, and Peaudouces.

-I don’t know which I have to take...

-You know Marc, we can take a package of a brand, and change brand the next time, if you don’t like them.

-Okay. Then we take some Pampers.

-Okay for Pampers... I also will take a package of Libero if the pampers would be too small for you.

-What is the Libero mom?

-They are diapers for the big boys.

-You said that you would take plastic pants too.

-Yes, but it’s necessary to go to seek them in another store Marc.

-Ah, ok. And where is the store?

-Downtown, in the principal street.

-We go to there afterwards?

-Yes, but you will be perhaps obliged to stay in the car because it’s not practical to be parked considering there is the market Saturdays afternoon.

-Ok... They moved towards the cashier, and awaited their turn. The boys helped their mother to put the purchases in bags, and to put them in the caddy. Camille was even astonished that Fred helped us like that...