secret regressor dennis who panics when robby says there are "no babies" allowed in his house, but says yes to watching it anyway. he just vows to never regress for the three months, so that he doesn't break da- *robby's* rules, because he's a good boy.
it works fine for the first couple of weeks, but dennis can feel himself needing to slip down and relax and rest... one day he finally drops out of sheer necessity, falling hard and deep.
in a young, young headspace, he bursts into tears, all he can think about is that he's broken the rules, he's broken the trust of the man his body wants to accept as his daddy despite the feeling of rejection, because now there's a *baby* in the house.
he ends up fumbling with his phone and wailing as he tries to call robby's number- better to let him know now, and hope for forgiveness, than to hide the transgression. that would make him very bad indeed.
when robby picks up the phone, somewhere eight hours from pittsburgh, all he can hear is a horrifyingly familiar voice sobbing his heart out from the other end of the phone. it's dennis, sweet dennis, bawling and crying in a shockingly young way, babbling incoherently about how he'd "tried not to, pr'mise da- robby, sorry for letting baby in, sorry, sorry..."
robby wasn't an idiot, he knew what this was, and his heart sunk to his stomach. there was no banned baby there, the only baby in the house was dennis, who by the sounds of things, needed a daddy asap.
robby makes the journey home in six hours. the house rules are changed- *one* baby is allowed in robby's house. his name is dennis, or, more frequently, denny. and now he has a daddy.
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