Bonnie's Scaregiver
“Ooh! I didn’t know there was gonna be a haunted house!” shouted Bonnie, tugging on Daddy’s arm as she led him through the crowded conference room of costumed adults. It was the eve of CrissBaby Diaper Co’s annual Halloween party, and Bonnie was having an absolute blast prancing around as her favorite Didney character, Snow White.
Daddy, on the other hand, was feeling a tad self-conscious for a change. Dressed as Prince Charming in a poofy-shouldered jerkin with grey tights and a red cape tied around his neck, it was safe to say he was regretting his deal with Bonnie to let her pick their costumes in exchange for a horror movie marathon later that month. “Oh, sweetie. I’m not sure that’s such a good idea. Remember what happened last time…” he said, reminding his baby girl of their last trip to a haunted house that saw her punching a scare actor before sprinting through the rest of the route.
“Shush! It was my fight-or-flight instincts! Also, this isn’t the same thing!” said Bonnie, pushing out her bottom lip and folding her arms across her chest. “That haunted house was trying to be extra scary. This one is hosted by a diaper company. How scary can it be?”
Raising an eyebrow his Little’s way, Daddy knew Bonnie’s capacity to handle jumpscares was less than zero. That said, he felt a tad vengeful of her refusal to let him wear regular pants. “Well, if it’s not scary, then you shouldn’t need me to hold your hand through it. Head on in. I’ll wait right here,” he said, spotting the momentary fear behind her eyes before she pivoted to a defiant scowl.
“Fine! I’ll show you,” said Bonnie, leaving Daddy in the dust as she stomped into the haunted house on her own. Unfortunately, her bravery wasn’t built to last once Daddy was out of sight. It wasn’t too bad at first as she passed through a maze of mirrors with relative ease. However, she was instantly unnerved as she transitioned into the next room; a dimly lit nursery space with tatter wallpaper that was filled with a large collection of creepy dolls. “It’s gotta be over soon, right?”
Tragically, Bonnie wasn’t even halfway through when she entered the third room, which was an open space with several styrofoam headstones scattered about. Tiptoing through the room, a loud crash of thunder drew her attention toward the back wall.
This gave the scare actor wearing a headless Miss Snorington costume and holding a plastic, toy axe plenty of time to get into position. “Don’t lose your head, baby girl! It’s just a bit of thunder!” said the actor mimicking Miss Snorington’s hoity-toity accent.
Caught off-guard by the sudden intrusion, Bonnie spun around and proceeded to scream at the top of her lungs as she gazed up at the six-foot-tall, decapitated teddy bear. Without Daddy there to protect her from the evil stuffy, she found herself twice as frightened as she was at the last haunted house. Only this time, her reaction was neither fight nor flight…
BLOOOOOOOOOOOOOORT!!!
Standing by the exit of the haunted house, Daddy’s trademark cheesy smirk returned as Bonnie trotted out with a loaded diaper and a tearful expression. “So…I’m guessing no more haunted houses?” he said, pulling his baby girl in for a warm hug and softly patting her on the bum.
“No mo haunned houses,” grumbled Bonnie, hiding her shame as she pressed her face into Daddy’s chest. At least she had plenty of Halloween candy to sulk her sadness into.
💜 Artwork By CodiBaby 💜/💕 Story By CrissieBaby 💕