(Small note from the friend who wrote this: I may or may not reveal myself later, but as for now, i’d rather keep my head down. He’s got potential and I have ideas, so I figured why not give it a whirl? Hope you like it.)        


It had been a week since Snowball’s attempt to get out of her padding and her mood had slowly grown more and more sour until she was eventually defeated. Meanwhile, Blaze was becoming less and less aware of his accidents, to the point where he had nearly leaked more than once. Supplies of food, other supplies, and patience were running thin with no signs of the weather outside becoming less frightful. This was wearing on Nyx: his laptop decided that now is a good time to malfunction. Very early one morning, however, it finally decided to cooperate. Everyone else was asleep, but now was his chance. Hopefully he could complete his mission before another potential problem. The sylveon started typing furiously, getting halfway through before freezing. A now familiar sensation hit his bladder, and it was painful. No matter how long this went on, his night training would not let go, unlike the others. Nyx sighs, closing his eyes and trying to relax his body. As soon as he tried, a warm sensation spread across his pampered crotch in a large torrent. The front of the diaper quickly yellowed and he giggled a little bit out of embarrassment, even though none of his siblings were up. Nyx quickly finishes typing and clicks send, getting a beep of confirmation just before the computer shuts off by itself. “Hopefully this gets us some help….” Nyx mumbles to himself, pushing the computer to the side and curling up, enjoying his now warm diaper a little.


Beep Beep


A notification popped up on a laptop dappled with sunlight. A pair of green ears perk up and a leafeon, named Sprout, pads over to the laptop to take a look. It was an email...from Nyx. She opens the email up:


*Hey Sprout,


How have you guys been doing? Things have been….interesting here to say the least. The storm is still going and the outhouse collapsed. More on that later. We’re running low on food and other things. We need some help. I know you usually aren’t the biggest fan of Soleil, but we need your help. I know she’s powerful enough to get you guys here despite the distance and we need more supplies to weather the storm. Here’s what we need:


Food
Baby wipes
Other games and activities


Please help us out here, I know we would all appreciate it.


Nyx*


        She rolls her eyes. Of course they got into a situation like this. Nyx, while the most loving out of all of them, was never the best at planning. He was right though: Soleil, her espeon sis, was...out there to say the least, but the espeon was nice enough and she needed her help. If they were close by, Volt (male jolteon) could use his speed to transport supplies. Puddles, her not-so-housebroken vaporeon brother, and eevee were basically useless in this case. Plus, doing this would get her out of diaper duty with Puddles and the eevee. That was definitely worth dealing with Soleil. 
“So we’re going somewhere?” A voice said from behind her, causing
 Sprout to jump. Her sister, Soleil, was laughing, “Man, you’re just too easy sometimes!” the espeon says. 
“Yes Soleil…” Sprout says with a low growl, “The others need our help, mainly supplies. You can teleport us in.” 
Soleil nods in response, replying “Midnight and Nyx are probably the only ones holding things together there. Snowball probably doesn’t mind the cold but is probably going stir crazy. Imagine that, she’s already got enough of an ego as is huh?” 
They both giggle at that. “Start gathering supplies!” Soleil yells, bolting out of the room and down the steps. 
Sprout rolls her eyes, and pretty soon a groan sounds out from down the steps. Apparently Volt and a certain eevee held up Soleil, with the eevee probably needing a fresh pamp. Soleil was probably the most annoyed with the lack of progress in eevee, and Puddle’s lack of any sort of control. It made sense considering how she barely needed any help and trained even faster than Nyx, but not everyone was as precocious as her.


Sprout started gathering together as much food as the house could spare, which was a good bit considering they could restock a lot easier than the cabin. Meanwhile, Soleil was in meditation, trying to energize herself for the costly trip. The quiet focusing, combined with enough cold coffee to probably stop eevee’s heart, should be enough spare energy to make the trip happen. Sprout finally finished gathering everything up, then took one look at everything before padding off into the living room. Volt and eevee were there, with eevee dozing lightly. 
“What do you want, and keep it quiet, he’s asleep.” the jolteon says crudely. 
She rolls her eyes at the male jolteon, “Just letting you know we’re bailing on you. Me and Soleil.” 
He seemed surprised. “Why would you leave?” he asks, “They’re probably snowed in, you’d be stuck there with nothing to do slowly freezing…” The jolteon pauses, “On second thought,” he snorts “Why aren’t you already gone?”
Sprout seemed thoroughly annoyed at Volt, but bit her tongue. “They need supplies so they don’t actually freeze, just thought you may want to know.” 
Without another word exchanged, the leafeon pads off back to the kitchen. Soleil had left, likely gone to her room to prepare. It took a solid 10 to 15 minutes to drag the baskets of supplies into the espeon’s private sanctum, but when she finished, Soleil was blasting some rock music in the room. Sprout wasn’t a fan, but considering Soleil’s usual tastes this was rather tame.


“Ready sis?” Soleil was practically bouncing around the room, full of an overflow of energy. 


Sprout nods. “Good! Grab onto me!” 
The espeon links her mind to the baskets, putting them into the little sphere of influence. Sprout grabs on as a purple light locks onto the two. Slowly, the room began to rotate and disappear. With a small poof, the two disappear from the room, the music still blaring. That would likely annoy the other three later.


Thump. Sprout hits the floor in the cabin’s entranceway hard. Silently swearing to herself, she scrambles to her feet, then looks over to Soleil. The espeon...was standing but obviously shaky. 
“Hey...Soleil...are you ok?” Sprout seemed concerned. Obviously this trip took up a lot of energy, but the espeon looked especially pale.
“Yes...fine...just...lemme….catch my breath.” The espeon is panting, before she sits down on the ground and finally toppling over on her side, unconscious. Sprout’s heart kicks into overdrive. Something was wrong, direly wrong. She bolts into the main part of the cabin. 
“Nyx? Nyx! Something’s wrong with Soleil! Nyx!” she shouts, trying to softly shake the espeon at the same time. The espeon wasn’t dead, but something must have gone awry with the process. She sits at attention, waiting for the sylveon to finally come out. He doesn’t. Another roll of the eyes
“Lazy git….” the leafeon mumbles, before dashing out into another part of the cabin to find the elder brother.