Immy lay back on the padded mat, giggling so hard that she thought she might pee herself. She rolled onto her side, pressing her legs together.
“What are you laughing at, Cherry?” Tobias growled as he strode toward her.
“You!” she cried. “You’re a dinosaur!”
“Hate to tell you, Little one, but you’d be in big trouble if you came across a dinosaur. We’re scary, not funny. Rawr!” He held up his arms, which were really short since he was in a blow-up T-Rex outfit.
And that just made her giggle more.
Never in a million years had she thought that Tobias, of all people, would get dressed up in a silly outfit to make her laugh.
“I’m gonna get you! Rawr!” He started stomping toward her and she moved onto her feet.
“Oh no!” she cried. “The dinosaur is gonna get me! Don’t hurt me not-very-scary T-Rex!”
“Not-very-scary!” he cried. “Grown men have peed their pants when they’ve seen me, Little girl!”
Uh-oh.
“Don’t talk about peeing your pants!” she cried, holding herself.
Well. This was embarrassing.
“What’s wrong?” he asked. “You have to go potty?”
“Don’t call it going potty, Papa!” she cried.
“What would you call it then?”
“I need to use the bathroom!”
“To go potty. Come with me. It’s over here. Why didn’t you tell me you had to pee before?” he demanded.
“Because I was having fun and I didn’t want to stop.” But now things were desperate.
Immy had always been good at ignoring her own body’s needs and sometimes that didn’t go well for her, like right now.
Tobias attempted to open the door with his claw? Paw? She wasn’t sure what you would call it, but it wasn’t happening.
She started to giggle. “T-Rex Papa! Stop fooling around! Open the door.”
“Not funny, Little girl. You open it.”
She rushed past him and opened the door.
“Keep it open,” he demanded. “I’m coming in.”
She had to giggle as she watched him attempt to get through the door.
“Papa! You’re going to pop the outfit. Wait out there. No dinosaurs allowed in the bathroom. See? There’s a sign.”
There actually was. She was guessing other T-Rex Daddies had attempted to get through the door. And failed.
Tobias was grumbling. “Damn it. Keep it open while you pee.”
Not happening.
She shut the door, ignoring his grumbles. Then she rushed to the toilet and reached under her skirt to pull down her tights and panties. Then she sat with a sigh of relief.