The boy had matured much more than she expected. He had long hair, broader shoulders, and he was at least 6 inches taller.

"F-father?" She stuttered, almost having a hard time recognizing the now-teenager.

He closed the door behind himself, shutting out the chilly winter air. They lived south-east of Neopia Central, on the coast of the bay of Faerieland. It never got too cold, 
dropping to a comfortable 60 degrees Fahrenheit at the most.

He gave her a curious look-over. "Abby, my goodness! What happened to you?" His voice was also noticably deeper.

She tilted her head questioningly. "What do you mean, 'What happened to me?' "

He got down on one knee so he'd be at eye-level with her, smiling warmly. "Wow! It seems I'm not the only one who's grown here. You look so... mature."

She blushed slightly at the acknowledgement. "Y-yes, I try to be, Father." She was still super nervous, but she was starting to calm down.

"Father? What is this nonsense? Where's my little Abby?" He said, hugging her and giving her a playful noogie. 

She blushed and smiled wide, hugging back tight with an ecstatic giggle. He hadn't changed a bit. Or if he had, it was definitely for the better.

He smiled and gently broke the hug, still looking her over, and the house. "Wow, this place looks great. You certainly did a good job taking care of yourself, or you're hiding
all the things you broke, and really well too!" He joked, with a chuckle.

Abby smiled and hugged him again, so happy to finally have her Daddy back.

"D'awww, I see you're a bit clingy after me being gone so long. Not a problem, though~" He said, wrapping his arms around her and picking her up, careful to avoid the three spikes on her back.
She giggled as she was lifted without a problem. He'd also gotten quite a bit stronger, by the looks of it.

He smiled at her, gently toussling her hair as he held her, walking to her room and peeking in. He smiled as he saw all the baby-ish drawings she had push-pinned to the corkboard above her desk. She blushed heavily, her tail twitching, a nervous habit of hers.

He smiled and tousled her hair some more. "Wow, you're quite the artist. I love the eyes, so cute and fitting for all the babies in these~"

She blushed and smiled, snuggling up to him. 

"Speaking of babies, I need to go get the luggage from the bike trailer. Don't worry, you don't have to share the house with another Neopet." He reassured her, putting her down on her bed and jogging out to his bike, getting the whole trailer and just lugging it into the garage. The trailer was full to the brim with a bunch of neatly wrapped presents, in all sizes. He took in the one with the prettiest box, the box a soft yellow and baby blue, with white swirls going all around it. He set it down in the living room, near the electric fireplace, then returned to the garage to carry more presents in. As he got the last big one into the house, Abby came into the room, with a soft gasp as she remembered her birthday. 

Adam smiled at her and made a sweeping gesture with his arm towards the presents. "Happy birthday, Abby. I hope this makes up for the whole year I was gone." 

Abby teared up in joy and ran up to him, and he got down on one knee, hugging her tightly. "I got you something that you've been wanting for a long time. I wasn't going to school, I was working as an odd-jobsman around Neopia to save enough money to get you this. I love you Abby. More than anything." He got the special box with his right arm, and handed it to her. "Go ahead, open it."

She tore open the present, tears blurring her vision, but even through her joy-goggles she recognized it. A baby paintbrush, and her name on a tag. The paint glistened and sparkled on the soft, fine bristles of the mythical brush, not so mythical to her anymore.

He smiled wide, looking at the brush as well. "It's beautiful, isn't it?"

She began to cry from sheer happiness, hugging him tight. She nodded happily, and he rubbed her back gently. "Go ahead and open up the rest of the presents. They're all for you."

She managed to calm herself down, and opened up all the presents. There were a bunch of cute baby clothes, a crib, a bunch of furniture and toys, even diapers with different themes for each month.
He smiled warmly, and gently rubbed her back as he crouched down next to the emotional Zafara. "I just want you to know, I would do anything to see you happy."

She nodded, turning back to the paintbrush. "T-thank you, Daddy. There's no way I could ever thank you enough. Y-you... You literally just made my dreams come true."

He smiled. "Do you want me to paint you now?"

She nodded even more, and picked up the brush, handing it to him and spreading out all her limbs so he could paint her completely.

He gently began to paint her, the paint feeling like the summer sun on her fur, as he completely covered her with it.

She soon felt the magic course through her body, making her numb as she regressed to an adorable little Zafara.

Adam soon chuckled, as Abby felt a peculiar wetness underneath her, and she was sure it wasn't the paint. "Uh oh, looks like my little Abby already had an accident."

She looked down and saw a small puddle around herself, the Zafara blushing intensely and sniffling from embarrassment. 

"D'awww, don't be embarrassed, you can't help it. Let's get you in a nice, comfy diapee before you have another one, okay?" He asked, gently picking her up and grabbing a January themed diaper, along with some talcum powder, then heading to the bathroom.

She sniffled and snuggled up to him adorably. He gently wiped her down, then slid the baby blue snowflake-and-snowbank patterned diaper under her, before powdering her and taping it up snugly.

"There we go, now my little baby won't have to worry about having accidents~" He cooed to her, picking her up and rocking her as he went to the kitchen and got a rag to clean the small puddle up with. He got a cute toy for her to play with, gently setting her down before going about cleaning up the puddle.

She sniffled and smiled, wiping her nose and playing with the big ring-puzzle, having a little trouble since her motor skills aren't what they used to be.

He smiled and watched her, chuckling as she failed to get the second ring on multiple times, then praising her and petting her head as she finally got it on there. He went about 
assembling all the furniture, the big playpen and swinging cradle staying in the living room, as well as a crib in his bedroom, and a changing table in the bathroom. He smiled as he walked back in and found Abby still playing with the toy, babbling a bit with frustration about not being able to get the last ring on. He chuckled, and gently patted her head. "You can still talk, right?"

She looked up at him and had a bit of a problem getting her speech as clear as before she regressed. "Y-..y-...ye-...Yuh-...Yes!"
He chuckled. "D'awwww, you sound so cute~" as he picked her up on his lap, and felt how cold her arms and legs were. "Wow, are you chilly?"

She nodded, blushing a bit. 

"Aww, you should've told me. I could've put one of your adorable little outfits on you!" He said, glancing at the clock.
"Uh-oh, I think it's beddy-bye times for little Abby!"

She whimpered and shook her head, but let out a cute yawn. 

"Yep, definitely bedtime." He said, getting some pajamas and an extra diaper for her. He taped the extra diaper on over her current one, and then put a onesie on over that, giving her a baby blue pacifier and picking her up, rocking her gently as he walked to his bedroom, and gently put her in her crib, tucking her in nice and snug and giving her a cute little Ashia plushie.

"There, are we all set?" He asked, smiling down into the crib. Abby nodded, and he went over and turned off the lights, before heading to bed himself. Just before he was about to lay down, he heard her fussing and whimpering. He went back over and turned on the lights. "D'awww, does my little Zafara wanna sleep with Daddy tonight?" He teased. She sniffled and nodded, shivering a little. 

He d'awwed again, with alot less teasing this time. "Okay, don't worry honey, you can cuddle with Daddy tonight." He reassuringly murmured to her, picking her up and wrapping her in the blanket that he tucked her in with, then turned off the lights, cradling and rocking her to keep her calm as he climbed into bed with her, hugging her close and pulling the blankets up, gently rubbing her back. "Good night, Abby." He whispered to her, before they both drifted off to dreamland.