Option 1 is the winner...let the wettings commence! - Which, fortunately, aren't a far walk...both Sunny and Laurel are able to get to the girls' bathroom, the fire rabbit letting her guard down completely once the door is shut and breaking into a potty dance, really hoping that a stall will be available to provide some privacy. "Oh, Laurel..." Sunny sighs with a frown, the Shaymin hating to see her friend in this state. "I w-won't c-completely m-make it!" Laurel shouts, this getting the attention of a few other Pokemon. "I-is there a s-stall open?!" she asks. "The first one on your right is." The Glaceon tells her while she washes her forepaws. "O-oh, t-thank you!" Laurel utters, heading there as fast as she can with the bag of pull-ups, opening and closing the door behind her. After getting it locked, Laurel realizes that she's most likely going to leak once she goes...and not wanting to ruin her shorts or her shoes, quickly gets them off. But she does freeze in place when she feels a little bit of urine empty itself into her underwear...fortunately, it's just a little bit, and the dam doesn't completely burst. However, she needs to get a pull-up on NOW. "You okay in there?" Sunny calls as the stands by the stall door. "A-about to b-be!" Laurel answers, putting the shoes, shorts and slightly wet underwear by the door before tearing the package open. Giggling is then heard. "A-are you r-really gohonna u-use them n-now?" "Not now!" Laurel shouts, blushing as she takes the first pull-up from the pack. The Shiny Victini doesn't bother to examine it, all she knows is that it's pink and has a Spring Deerling print on the front. She puts it down to her sock-clad feet, lifting them up one at a time as she steps into the garment, before sliding it up. That's when she hit a snag - in the back, her tail wings were in the way! "Oh, damn damn damn damn damn..." Laurel repeats to herself, frantically taking her hands back there to yank the back of the pull-up as far as she could and messing with the winds, carefully straighting them out so that they'll go through, a few more drops letting themselves out into the pull-up while she does this. Fortunately, this process doesn't take too long...and once the pull-up is completely on, Laurel just stares at the wall in front of her and relaxes... Pssssssssssshhhhhhhhhhhh... A huge sigh of relief is let out as a powerful stream enters Laurel's pull-up, the Victini now red in the face as she knows what she's doing...but the important thing is, she can finally let it all out. And until she's done, she's going to continue staring at the wall. The front of the pull-up is almost certainly faded by now. After wetting herself for 15 seconds, she feels wetness running down her legs. "Aww..." she groans. It was expected, but it wasn't a great feeling. Oh well...at least her shorts and shoes would stay clean. And she had plenty more socks at home, so Gold shouldn't notice a missing pair. These were a plain white color like most of them. "Gosh, Laurel..." Sunny comments, hearing the stream. "Just how long have you been holding it?" "A while." Laurel responds. "But trust me...i am NOT holding it that long...again." "Yeah, don't...doing that's going to cause more problems." Sunny points out. "Uh-huh..." Laurel utters. Finally, after another half minute, the stream starts to die down, slowing to a trickle...and then a few more spurts. But after that, Laurel is finally done. "Phew..." she sighs, looking down to see how much of a mess there is. To her surprise, it's not too bad. The pull-up is absolutely a lost cause, that's for certain...Laurel can't see any prints or even white color remaining. And the urine had run down both legs into her socks... "Yep...i'm not holding it that long ever again." Laurel groans, then taking a moment to reflect on the situation she was now in. Here she was, nine years old, standing in a pull-up that she had not only peed in on purpose...but enough to spring quite the leak. "What's going on, Laurel? Is the floor a lake?" Sunny asks. Laurel gulps. "N-not quite...if there's paper towels, go get some for me." the Victini responds. "Actually...a LOT." she corrects. "Just put them underneath the door." Sunny chuckles. "Okay, Laurel..." she replies, and footsteps can be heard heading towards the paper towel dispenser. Once it cuts on, Laurel looks around the stall for a trash can, frowning when she can't seem to find one. "Agh...i'll have to be quick to toss this one out." the fire rabbit mutters, going ahead and tearing the drenched pull-up off along with the socks. She then walks toward the door, waiting for Sunny to bring the towels. After it stops, she hears footsteps head back towards the door, and then she sees some paper towels being pushed underneath. "There you are...you said a lot, and i delivered." Sunny speaks up. "Thanks!" Laurel responds, forcing a smile as she pulls the paper towels in and looks. Sunny wasn't kidding...there had to be like, 20? 25 towels? Regardless, Laurel quickly gets to wiping herself as clean as possible. "So...what'd ya think?" Sunny asks. "Umm..." Laurel sweatdrops. "I don't know what to think of the pull-ups yet, Sunny. I had to pee so bad that i just wanted to get it on right then and there." she answers. "But i can tell you when i put on another one...i certainly don't have to pee anymore." "Ah...okay." "Yeah...and, uh...i'm going to be down one pair of socks. But dad shouldn't notice." Laurel adds, nervously giggling. "Dang..." "It is what it is. What's most important is that i have a clean pair of shorts to cover the pull-up." Laurel says. "And clean shoes, so no nasty feet." After cleaning herself up, Laurel puts the paper towels down on the floor and starts wiping that, wanting to get as much urine as possible. Once she thinks that's enough, she takes the paper towels and the pull-up, and opens the stall door just a bit to spot a trash can. "Oh, thank Arceus..." she mutters, sprinting over to the trash can and tossing the paper towels and pull-up inside, running back for the socks. Once those are dealt with, she goes to wash her hands in the sink. "Hey, Laurel?" Sunny calls out. "Yes, Sunny?" Laurel asks. 1: Sunny wants to put a pull-up on before leaving, which might require Laurel's assistance 2: Sunny wants to come with Laurel to her house and put a pull-up on there 3: Other (Comment)