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Charlie sits Vox on the counter to get his jacket on, the little fussing seemingly at even the idea of trying to bundle up.
“Aw, c’mon, buddy…” Charlie says gently. “It’s just a jacket. We’ve got to keep you nice and warm,”
Vox huffs, still fighting her, but now fighting a little less.
Alastor, also regressed, but older, is waiting by the door- Charlie had made sure to get his coat on first so Vox didn’t feel singled out, knowing that Vox had a problem with that while regressed. Alastor was being patient for now, but she didn’t know how long that would last.
“I no wanna,” Vox huffs, turning his face away from her.
Charlie, and her seemingly never-ending persistence, doesn’t give up.
“We’re going to go to a park today, bud. I know you don’t like your coat one bit, but it’s just so you can stay nice and warm. We’ve got to make sure that we keep you bundled up, especially since you’re cold-blooded.” Charlie says gently, finally getting both of Vox’s arms into the sleeves.
“There we go.” Charlie said, zipping up Vox’s jacket before gently placing him onto his feet on the floor, gently taking his hand and walking him to the door.
“You ready to head out, Al?” Charlie asks.
“Mhm,” Alastor murmurs.
Charlie guides them outside, making sure to close the door behind them. She holds both their hands- Vox is less likely to try and run off unless he’s really bold, and Alastor…Alastor definitely needs her to keep him from wandering while regressed.
After about ten minutes of walking, they finally make it to a park.
Vox stares up at her, while Alastor tries to wiggle his hand out of Charlie’s.
Charlie kneels down to them. “Now, I want you guys to have fun- but you’ve got to stay close, okay?”
Vox nods, and Charlie addresses the next part to Alastor. “I know you like to explore, buddy, but can you keep close to Vox for me and make sure he doesn’t wander too far?”
Alastor nods dutifully- phrasing it as if Vox was the one who needed to be kept from wandering off usually kept Alastor from wandering off too far.
Alastor takes the younger regressor’s hand, basically pulling Vox around wherever Alastor wishes to go, until Vox finds a pile of fallen leaves.
Charlie smiles softly as Vox makes an excited little ‘o’ shape with his mouth, Vox pulling away from Alastor momentarily to investigate.
“Miss Charlie! Leafs!’ Vox exclaims excitedly, as if showing off some great finding.
It was absolutely endearing, and Charlie grins. “I see that, buddy!”
Alastor is a little more hesitant as he wanders over, as if wary of something jumping out at him.
Vox runs over to the leaves, stomping in them and giggling gleefully at the crunching of the leaves.
Alastor doesn’t seem as impressed, but he lets Vox have his fun, returning to cling to Charlie’s side.