Lig on the Road.

	The day was growing late as the sun was starting to hang low in the sky. Lig sat in the passenger seat of the Navigator as Warren drove. They were returning from a day visit to a scifi convention which Lig had been dieing to see. After all that Lig was pretty well tired. Content to just sit back in his seat and watch the world go by. 

	Of course being summer it was quite hot out so Lig was at the moment dressed in just the Mass Effect t-shirt he'd worn that day and his diaper which was obviously discolored yellow from the several wetting it'd already taken. With the heat both Lig and Warren had been drinking more and this meant both had been going more. Though Warren was going at rest stops now and again while Lig was going a little more often in his diaper. Lig didn't mind though. He loved a nice warm wet squishy diaper. Of course being the incontinent lil Liger he was it wasn't too long before he was more than just wet. As they drove on down the road Lig's lunch made an exit. Lig was aware of it a mere moment before it occurred as his tail hiked a bit and a fart sound issued. Lig sighed contently as he filled the seat of his diaper. Once finished he leaned back in the seat wiggling a bit with a content smile as he felt the diaper squish. Of course it didn't take too long for Warren to notice the smell an Lig's squirming activity.

"Phew. Smells likes someone's about due for a change." Warren said looking over to Lig for a moment.

"Hehe. Guess so. Nice and squishy." Lig nodded with a warm smile.

"Well we better find a rest stop and get ya changed. Might be nice now but you don't wanna get a rash right?" Warren asked Lig knowing the answer already.

"Nuh uh. Rashes are definitely no fun." Lig agreed remembering the last time he'd had one and how irritating it'd been. He'd been sick then and after a day's worth of frequent dirty diapers he likely went not long after he went to sleep that night. When he woke up the next day he had a rash wish made him even more miserable until he got better.

	With these memories floating through Lig's mind he relaxed and watched world go by as they drove on down the road. Lig didn't mind waiting a little bit to get changed. Despite the memory of the rash he knew it'd be a little while before he'd really have to worry about it. But still it wasn't too long until a rest stop appeared in the distance. They pulled on into the rest stop and Warren got out of the car stretching his legs. Lig did the same getting out of the passenger seat. Warren looked around at the rest stop and then at his lil brother. He sighed grateful that it appeared there were only a few other people there. Given Lig's state of dress Warren was a little more alert than usual. Sure this was normal for Denshire Falls but it was a bit of an eye catcher anywhere else. Even if diapers were becoming more accepted at older ages there were still some people that didn't approve and even some that did didn't really like exhibitionism. 

	With this in mind Warren grabbed Lig's diaper bag from the back seat and looked down to the right at the bathroom buildings. Taking Lig's hand they walked towards them. Warren read the signs, Men's, Women's, and finally the one he was looking for, Family's. Warren usually picked these restrooms to change Lig in when outside Denshire falls as they typically had a better changing tables able to accommodate cubs Lig's age.  Besides they tended to be cleaner as well and Warren frankly felt a little awkward changing his little brother in the Men's room. Often times Warren could tell by the looks on their faces what they were thinking. "Is that kid wearing a diaper?", "That kid's way to old for those.", or "Geeze that kid should be potty trained by now." Warren had heard from Dylan's mom that things were a little easier for her. More women tended to assume a medical issue with the child rather than judge. 

	As they entered the restroom Warren mentally kicked himself. There was already someone in there. An older Bear woman with two cubs. One was probably no more than two years old while the other was probably only a year or two younger than Lig.  As Warren walked over to a changing station opposite of the Bears he noted that the older cub's eyes immediately locked on them and the little bear's arm went up to tug a sleeve of his care taker.

"Grandma look. That boy over there's bigger than me and he's wearing a diaper just like Henry!" The bear cub said as Warren sat the diaper bad down and laid out the changing pad on the changing table.

"Now Jordan I told you Henry's wearing Training pants now. He just still has accidents." She said looking expecting to be chiding her grandsonf or fibbing next when she saw Warren lifting Lig up onto the changing table.

"Wow he's a big boy and he's wearing diapees. I thought Mommy said they didn't have diapers for big boys?"  Jordan asked his grandma.

"They don't. Only for babies." The grandma answered firmly as she finished pulling up her younger grandson's training pants.

"Diapee! Hehe. Diapee! Gwanma. Me want diapee too. Wike big boy." Henry said sitting up and pointing to Lig who at this point was blushing as Warren tried to act as a shield while he popped Lig's tapes and started to wipe him up.

"No you don't Henry. Your Two years old and it's time to learn the potty like a big boy. You don't want to be a big baby the rest of your life." The grandma said firmly which got Lig blushing a bit more deeply and brought Warren's blood to a simmer.

"Eeeeew. I think he pooped grandma!" Jordan said as he finally noticed the smell shortly before Warren tossed the dirty diaper.

"Excuse me. But have you ever thought about getting him potty trained? That boy's fair too old to still be pooping his pants. Even my Henry here doesn't do that anymore." The grandmother said deciding she'd make an example of what she perceived as a lazy young parent or explain it away as the child might be mentally deficient as those were the only two reasons she could think of.

"Yup yup. No poopy pants." Henry said  proudly as his grandma lifted him down from the changing table and Warren finished powdering Lig up and taped up the fresh diaper before turning around.

"Not that it's any of your business ma'am but no Not recently. It tends not to cross my mind as my Little brother is incontinent. Even if he wasn't does that excuse you being so rude?" Warren asked her with a hint of disdain in his voice.

"Well if he wasn't than there's no excuse for a boy his age not being potty trained. I think too many parents are being lazy in this day and age letting their cubs stay in diapers well past the time they should have been potty trained." The old bear told  Warren narrowing her eyes at him. "Besides that. You say he's incontinent but how do you know he still is? Have you tried to train him recently?"

"Maybe those parents are simply allowing their cubs to make a choice on their own. Though you clearly don't care about that. And no I haven't tried to train him recently and I have no intention of doing so unless he wants to try. I suppose you'd disapprove." Warren told her crossing his arms as Lig just kind of shrunk behind him a bit. The old bear was making him uncomfortable and those of what might happen if Warren was anything like her weren't pleasant.

"It shouldn't be their choice. Their too young to make that kind of choice besides it's just disgusting to let them continue to keep peeing and pooping their pants just because it's their choice." The old bear said before responding to the second thing Warren said. "If he was my could I'd try potty training him every few months wither it's what he wanted or not. Have you ever thought that by letting him be so infantile in such a way you could be retarding him?!"

"Hey! I am not stupid ancient old bear! I'm in the AP science class! I bet you're so stupid you'd sign a petition to ban dihydrogen monoxide. Otherwise known as water! H2O. Two hydrogen atoms and one Oxygen." Lig told her crossing his arms moving from shy and nervous to brave and insulted. "Come on big bro lets go before this lady develops a gravitational well and sucks us in or gets so massive she super novas." 

"Good day ma'am." Warren smiled and ruffled Lig's head fur as he grabbed the diaper bag and followed Lig out leaving the old bear standing there with her jaw practically on the floor having just been insulted in a way she couldn't quite understand by a cub only a little older than her oldest grandson and one who still wore diapers at that.

	Lig sat there in the passenger seat with his arms crossed as they headed home. His mind awash in feelings. Angry at the old woman for insulting his intelligence and how she thought of his brother all because he still wore diapers. There was till also the uncomfortable mental scenario of what would ever happen were he in her care. His diapers would be a fleeting thing only present between bouts of attempted potty training. Lig looked over to Warren who was still smiling as he drove.

"What are you so happy about? That lady was a grade A Jerkface." Lig asked Warren with a pout.

"That she was. And you put her squarely in her place. You left her speechless there. I'm proud of ya Lig. No matter what you wear, no matter what cubby stuff you might like, your still a million times more mature than her." Warren told Lig reaching over and ruffling his headfur again. 

"Thanks Warren. You're the best big brother in the world." Lig smiled up to him.

"And you're the best Little brother in the world." Warren said smiling back at him. 

	That that said the two enjoyed the rest of their long drive. They still had a few hours to go before they'd reach home but the two were contented and from the looks of it home would be their last stop. All and all they'd had a fun trip and despite the ignorance of a stranger nothing could take that fun away.  So onward the Liger brothers went down the road towards the sunset and home.

The End.