"We have to make sure you're ready for school tomorrow."

The large playroom had a smaller room connected to it, the classroom. It featured a playmat for the littles to sit on during class, since apparently Vivien and the other girls couldn't be allowed to sit in actual chairs.

“Is this the classroom, Miss?” Vivien let Molly lead her inside on a cute little baby leash clipped to her collar, not that she had much of a choice but to follow, especially once she was on a leash.

“It’s cute isn’t it, little one?” Molly grinned eagerly, closing the door behind her, making sure no one was following them inside.

The silver haired beauty didn’t exactly have the Mistress’ permission to be in here, and she most certainly didn’t have her owner’s permission to get into her things, but she was very nearly Tallulah’s favorite child, after her darling little Candy, that is. “Take a seat Vivi~”

Vivien scanned the room before instinctively seating herself in what was the only chair in the whole room, looking back up at Molly for approval. Her malevolent caregiver just shook her head however, grabbing Vivi by the hands and helping her back to the floor, seating her on her soft padded bottom.

“S-sorry Miss…” Vivien blushed, lowering her head in shame as she got comfortable on the classroom floor. The playmat certainly wasn’t uncomfortable, but it was a far cry from an actual seat. Still, Molly wanted her to sit on the floor, so she was going to sit on the floor.

“Oh, where did she put them…” Molly was at Miss Panda’s desk, grumbling under her breath as she dug through the drawers.

“Where did she put what, Miss?” Like a child, Vivi couldn’t help but stick her nose somewhere it didn’t belong, but to be fair, neither could her caregiver.

“Don’t worry about it sweetie.” Molly flashed her a quick smile before continuing. “But remember, just because Miss Molly does something, doesn’t mean it’s okay for you to do it too… Miss Molly is an adult.”

“Yes, Miss Molly…” Vivien whined under her breath, unsure of what exactly it was she was supposed to be doing. “Should we be in here, Ma’am?”

“You should be wherever your caregiver puts you.” Molly snickered at her. “It’s Miss Molly who might get in trouble for being in here~”

“But I don’t want you to get in trouble, Molly…”

“You just do as Molly says, sweetpea… or would you rather get in more trouble with Miss Molly?”

“N-no, Ma’am… I wouldn’t…”

“I didn’t think so.” Molly smiled hungrily at the shy and nervous Vivien, taking in every little thing about her. “You’re such a submissive little girl, aren’t you?”

“S-submissive?” Vivien couldn’t help but blush at that.

“You’re submissive, Vivi… very much so it would seem~” Molly sighed, closing the drawers of Miss Paciente’s desk, giving up on searching for whatever it was she was searching for. “Isn’t that right?”

“I-” Vivien squirmed in place, whining under her breath. “I don’t really know what that entails…”

“You vanilla girls are such little fun, you know that?” Molly stepped out from behind the desk, looking down at her cowering little girl.

“I still don’t understand-”

“You want to be Miss Molly’s cute little girlfriend, don’t you sweets?”

“I think so?” Vivien smiled up at her, unsure of whether it was something she actually wanted.

“Well if you want to be my girlfriend, you’re going to have to be submissive to me~” Molly sat down in the open chair, leaning over Vivien and smiling eagerly. “Do you think you can do that?”

“I still don’t know what that means, Molly.” Vivien sighed, biting her lip nervously. “I’m not even a lesbian, I don’t understand a lot of this…”

“Goodness me, you are absolutely hopeless.” Molly crossed her legs, shaking her head in disbelief. “I am your dominant and you are now my submissive, that means I am above you.”

“But that’s not how relationships work.”

“Not the kind of relationships you’re used to maybe, but that’s how this relationship is going to work… if you really do want a relationship that is~”

Before Vivien could respond, the pair of girls were interrupted by a knock on the classroom door, which Molly promptly jumped to her feet to answer.

“Well hello, little Candy Cane~”

It was the woman from earlier who spoke to all of the girls, the one wearing the panda mask and waving around the cute little umbrella, except her umbrella was now nowhere to be seen. “I… excuse me?”

She seemed to give an angry glare to Molly, prompting the slightly shorter girl to promptly change her tone. “…I’m in trouble, aren’t I, Miss?”

“You do realize that Tallie can see you digging around through her things, don’t you?” The other woman tapped her feet, snarling at Molly under her breath.

“Is… that a yes?” Molly grinned, trying to seem as innocent as can be.

Candy sighed, pulling something out of her purse and holding it out to Molly. “Is this what you were digging around for?”

“Thank you~!!!!” Molly simply beamed excitedly as she swiped the device from the other girl’s hands. “Tell Miss Panda thank you for me, little bear~”

“Eat shit, Molly.” The girl in the panda attire was quite simply not having it.

“Rude!!” Molly scoffed. “Don’t make me tattle to your mommy on you, sweet Candy dandy~”

“Watch your tone with me 0010.” The other woman growled angrily. “Unlike you, Tallulah doesn’t literally own me, so you’d better straighten out your attitude or I swear to god, I will-”

“Umm… don’t I know you?” Vivien interrupted, pointing up at the girl in the panda mask from sitting cross legged on the playmat.

“Unfortunately not, I don’t remember a Vivien, I’m afraid-”

“Not like that…” Vivien pouted, blushing at the thought of personally knowing the other woman. “Aren’t you like… famous?”

Molly snickered. “Looks like your cover's blown, Candy~”

The woman at the door sighed, hanging her head in defeat as she removed her mask, showing off her mismatched red and blue eyes to the other girls, looking down at Vivien directly, a sour look painted over her face as she turned tail and made her way out of the room. “Cherish her while you have her, Margaret. Because she might not stick around forever."

Vivien should have been awe-struck at the chance to meet someone like the woman who she just had, but her brain was caught up on her caregiver’s full name. “Margaret?”

“The Molly in Molly Panda is short for Margaret…” Molly grinded her teeth, shaking her head in disbelief. “But if you tell anyone, I will spank you.”

“Y-yes, Miss Molly…” Vivi bit her tongue and nodded her head in agreement, not wanting to find out what a spanking from the other woman was like.

“Let’s lay you down, sweetie.” Molly sat down beside her precious little thing, gently pushing Vivien down onto her back, smiling at how easily Vivien let her caregiver control her. Little Vivi was a natural submissive after all.

Once she was on her back, Vivien finally caught a glimpse of what it was that Molly had been digging around for, a strange little device that she was now holding in her hand. “What is that?”

“A little gift that Miss Panda got for each of you little ones~” Molly held up the pastel green device, the color clearly indicating that there was a set of six, one for each color of the rainbow.

“What is it, Miss Molly?”

“You’ll see in a second, don’t you worry~!!” Molly giggled, gently pulling Vivien’s skirt upwards so that she could get at her diaper. “Still dry, I see.”

“You just changed me, Miss!!” Vivien squeaked, feeling Molly begin to untape the cute little taped that kept her little one’s diaper strapped to her waist.

“I know, I haven’t forgotten~” Molly snickered evilly. “Don’t you worry, it’s going right back on… Miss Molly just has a new toy for you~”

“A new toy?” Vivien let out a quick moan, feeling Molly push something into her powdery little slit. “Wh-what was that…”

“Something to help Miss Molly, and by extension Miss Panda, control your behavior~”

“C-control my behavior?” Vivien whined, her cheeks flushed with humiliation. “What does that mean?”

“It’s a vibrator, Vivi.” Molly strapped the little control panel type thing to Vivien’s thigh, letting the wire lead all the way into her little girl’s delicate flower as she taped Vivi’s diaper to her waist once more.

“How does it work, Miss?”

“Good question little one~” Molly smiled, helping her little girl sit back up on her padded butt as her caregiver explained. “If you behave like you should, and act like a good girl, then Miss Panda or I might just reward you with a little buzz, how does that sound?”

“That sounds… fun?” Vivi smiled, crossing her legs and trying to make herself look cute.

Vivi was trying her best just to adjust and survive here. It had only been a day, but she was already showing a remarkable willingness to listen and do as she’s told, and it was likely due to the help of her caregiver that she was moving along at such a quick rate.

It also helped that the facility hadn’t picked the little ones completely at random. For their inaugural class, many of the girls chosen were ones that could be seen as naturally submissive in one way or another. This was including the rambunctious Aubree, the stubborn Zoey, and the persistently strong-willed Charlotte. All of the girls had a weakness that could be exploited, and Vivi’s was her curiosity.

“Is this a date, then?” She blushed, unsure of how to approach the topic. Vivien had, unfortunately, never been on a date before, let alone one with a girl.

“Don’t get ahead of yourself, cutie pie~” Molly stood back up, flattening the hem of her dress out. “If you want to be Miss Molly’s girlfriend, you’ll have to happily and eagerly submit to her.”

Vivien blushed, letting Molly grab her by the hand and pull her up to her feet. “What does that mean, Miss?”

“That means no more reluctantly doing as I say.” Molly took her little by both of her hands, smiling at her. “You listen to what I say, and you’re happy doing it.”

“I can’t force myself to be happy…” Vivien frowned, squeezing her caregiver’s hands.

“If you can’t be happy with me, then why would you want to be my girlfriend?”

“I…” Vivien blushed, trying desperately to put her thoughts into words. “I think I can be happy with you.”

“I like making my little ones happy, Vivi.” Molly smiled. “And you are my little one, aren’t you?”

“I am…” Vivien took a deep breath and tried again, a bit more enthusiastic this time. “I’m your little one~”

“Then you’ll do as Mommy says, and behave like a good girl.”

Vivien nodded, willing to give it a try. “Yes, Mommy…”

“Happily and eagerly, sweetie.”

“Y-yes, Mommy~!!”

“Good girl, Vivi~” Molly smirked, letting go just one of Vivien’s hands as she reached into her bag, digging out the remote to the little one’s vibrator and pressing a button.

Vivien shuddered as she felt it begin to vibrate inside of her, her labia very briefly contracting around the wire as she quivered with delight, unable to stop herself from whining happily at the surprisingly strong feeling of Molly remotely activating a toy inside of her.

She expected it to stop momentarily, but Molly didn’t turn it off instantly, instead Vivi watched as her caregiver placed one hand on the little one’s bottom, and gently pulled Vivien towards her. “Feels nice to be rewarded, doesn’t it?”

Oh god did it feel good, the girl was so sexually inexperienced that she’d never felt something like this. Vivien couldn’t form words to answer, so she helplessly nodded to her caregiver instead.

Molly smirked, shaking the remote in front of her little girl’s face so that Vivi could see it. “I control you now~”

Vivien gritted her teeth and whined, gasping under her breath as she nodded again, barely able to keep her eyes open long enough to take a look at the device in Molly’s hand.

The silver haired demon grinned, pressing another button on the remote and giggling at the poor helpless little angel’s expression as she turned the vibrator off. She licked her lips, savoring Vivien’s desperate expression as the happy little buzzing between her legs suddenly stopped.

If she didn’t know better, the noise that came out of Vivien’s mouth could almost be mistaken as growling, as the clearly flustered and unhappy little thing gasped angrily, impulsively reaching out and trying to grab the remote from her caregiver in an attempt to turn the vibrator back on.

“T-turn it back on!!”

Vivi could still feel herself desperately squeezing her caregiver’s left hand with her right, just as hard as her vulva was still desperately squeezing around the little vibrator nubbin inside of her.

She reached out for the remote with her other hand, unable to pry herself from Molly’s grasp with the other. Unfortunately, before she could even reach Molly’s other hand with her own, she felt the remote pressed against her throat, as Molly curled her fingers around the submissive little thing’s collar, just about lifting her off of her feet with the sheer difference in strength she possessed above silly little Vivi.

“I’m sorry, what was that?” Molly went ahead and did it anyway, deciding to go through with her silent threat of lifting the poor little Ms. Shaw off of her feet by her collar alone.

“I- I- I’m so-sorry.” Vivien knew she fucked up then and there, no doubt about that even in the slightest.

“You had better be sorry.” Molly frowned, tightening her grip on the collar. “And here I thought you wanted to be my good little plaything~”

“I s-still do, Miss-” Vivien’s voice was cracking out of fear alone.

“What does this say, little one?” Molly glared at her, trying to firmly assert her power and influence over Vivien’s thoughts through words alone, which wasn’t very hard to do as she gently flicked the little cloud shaped charm attached to the collar, making sure Vivi remembered that it was there.

“It says Molly’s…” Vivi frowned, pulling her hand away from Molly’s wrist, trying to stop herself from prying the remote out of her caregiver’s fingers, not wanting to get into more trouble than she was already in.

“And what does that mean exactly, Vivien?” Molly wanted to make Vivi love her, but she had no trouble at all making the stupid little thing fear her.

Like any good parent, Molly didn’t use Vivien’s full name unless the little one did was being scolded. “I’m in trouble, aren’t I?”

“I asked you a question, little one.” A little bit softer now, Molly set the girl down, putting her firmly on her feet as she let go of the whole collar and instead only indicating the little charm dangling from her neck. “What does Molly’s mean?”

“It means I belong to Molly, doesn’t it?” Vivi bit her lip, staring down at the floor as she was admonished. “I’m Molly’s?”

“You’re Molly’s what?”

“Molly’s baby…”

“I’m glad you understand the level of significance contained in just this little collar.” Vivi could feel Molly’s disappointed glare even without looking up at her. “Are you scared, little one?”

Vivi quietly nodded, a profusely flustered blush painted on her mid tone cheeks. “Very scared…”

“You’re really bad at staying out of trouble, aren’t you?” Noticing that Vivien wasn’t looking up to see the disappointed expression on her face, Molly started impatiently tapping her foot, making sure that the little one could see it clearly.

“Yes, Miss Molly…” Vivien swallowed nervously, whimpering as she saw Molly tapping her foot, before looking up and meeting her caregiver’s eyes. “I’m sorry.”

“You don’t want your third timeout of the day, do you?” Molly shook her head at the girl. “Before lunchtime, no less.”

“N-no, Miss Molly…” Vivien continued looking up at her, basking in the cold gaze of Molly’s mint green eyes, pleading for some sort of leeway here. “Please forgive me?”

“I’m scolding you because I want you to do better.” Molly frowned, both hands on her hips. “I want you to be a good girl, because good girls don’t get punished.”

“I’m not trying to be a bad girl, I promise…” Vivien wasn’t doing a very good job of being a good girl, but she wasn’t being a bad girl either. “I’m just new at this.”

“Baby girl…” Molly placed one hand on Vivien’s cheek, catching her gaze before she looked back down, using her other hand to hold Vivien’s. “You’re going to be a good girl, aren’t you?”

“I am… I promise…” Vivien nodded, squeezing her caregivers hand.

“Alright… I won’t give you another timeout.” Molly smiled, satisfied with Vivi’s show of submission. “But you are to be submissive from here on out, you got that?”

“I got it. Swear.” Vivien nodded, she wasn’t at all excited about the idea, but she didn’t really have a choice. If anything, she was a little bit less enthusiastic now about being Molly’s girlfriend.

It was possible that her desire to forge some sort of romantic relationship was one born out of stress. In Shaw’s confusion and fear, she latched onto the single silver lining in all of this, whatever feelings that Molly was making her feel when she was nice to her. Vivien realized that she needed to slow down now, following her emotions is going to end up getting her hurt, and she knew that. She didn’t need to be hasty about all of this, this was still only her second day here after all.

But still, Molly was kind of cute, and if she was really going to be stuck here for the foreseeable future, she might as well do her best to make her caregiver happy.

“S-so… what do we do now, Molly?” Vivien blushed, making a little bit of smalltalk as the panda sister led her back into the playroom. “What do you do with… littles? Do you play with them? Are there toys to play with?”

Vivien sighed, taking a deep breath and looking around the still sort of horrifying sight that was the adult sized daycare. “Can you help me… understand?”

“Little ones needn’t understand anything, Vivi.” Molly smirked, leading the way. “They need only do as they’re told.”

“Yes, Miss…” It wasn’t exactly the answer she wanted, but it was an answer.

“Soon enough you’ll have a routine which you are intimately familiar with, one you will understand and be able to follow without thinking about it.” Molly paused, appreciating the little one’s sudden interest in learning. “One which, yes, involves playing with toys.”

“What… kinds of toys?” The idea was at least a little bit intriguing to Vivi, she hadn’t played with toys in years, but there was always a small chance that she may enjoy sitting around wearing diapers and playing with toys all day better than going out into the world and having to get a real job.

“I’m glad you asked!!” Molly snickered, playfully teasing Vivien. “Let’s go meet your new best friend~”

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“So, what do you think, Vivi?”

Vivien blushed, looking down at the stuffed animal in Molly’s hand. “She’s perfect…”

“I thought so.” Molly smiled, holding the plushie up in front of the little one. “You said you liked sheep, so I thought you would appreciate having your favorite animal in your favorite color~”

“C-can I hold it?” Vivi smiled nervously and the little stuffed lamb.

“Do you think you can take good care of it?” Molly pulled it away slightly.

“I- I just want to see it, I can give it back, Miss, I promise…” Vivien frowned, blushing slightly.

“Oh?” Molly giggled at her. “I’m not looking to loan her to you~”

“Th-then why show her to me, i-if I can’t hold her?” Vivien blushed harder, completely missing what her caregiver was getting at.

“You can do more than just hold her, if you’d like~”

“You mean…” Vivien somehow blushed even harder. “Can I have her?”

“Of course you can have her, as long as you’re a good girl.”Molly smirked, shaking her head at Vivien’s thick skull. “Do you want her?”

It was a humiliating thing to admit, but she did very much want a stuffie to call her own. Maybe having another little friend would help her come to terms with all of this better, and not fall in love with a psycho lady who she was forced to call Mommy. “I want her… can I please have her?”

“You can have her!!” Molly smirked, pulling the stuffed lamb away from her little girl as soon as she reached out to grab it. “If you give Mommy a kiss, that is~”

Then again, maybe not. It would appear that whatever little inkling got inside of Vivien that was making her want to date the other girl, was not something she could shake free so easily.

“M-Molly, I-”

“You’re to be eager and submissive.” Molly held the stuffie to her own chest. “Give Mommy a kiss.”

Fuck. Vivien couldn’t help herself, she wanted to kiss the other girl just as badly as Molly did, if now more, and it was on her to do so.

So maybe it was crazy and stupid to crave Molly’s love, so what, right now it was what Vivi wanted, and if that made her crazy, then she was crazy.

Vivien blushed, taking a deep breath as she crawled to the silver haired girl on all fours, leaning in and pressing her lips to Molly’s for a kiss, before sitting back down on her bottom.

“Good girl, Vivi.” It was made even better by the praise Molly was now giving her for doing so, and that was what Molly was after, showering her in positive reinforcement to encourage good behavior, such as giving kisses.

Vivien blushed as she felt her padding rub against her bottom, but she quickly forgot about it as soon as Molly approached her, the stuffed sheep in hand. She couldn’t help but smile happy as she squeezed the soft yellow plush for the first time, holding it to her chest and grinning in delight at her caregiver.

“What do we say, sweetie?” Molly stood up, and from this angle it was impossible to misunderstand who was in charge here.

“Thank you, Mommy!!” Vivien blushed, looking up at Molly from on the floor.

But Molly wasn’t going to let her sit for very much longer. “Stand up, kiddo?”

“Huh?” Vivien blushed, when Molly did something like this it was almost certainly because she was planning something, but the little one rose to her feet anyways, her cute little baby themed shoes almost squeaking on the floor below.

Vivi was expecting something humiliating to follow after kissing Mommy on the lips and squeezing her new stuffed toy, and Molly most certainly delivered. She lifted the front of the little one’s dress, and Vivi instantly understood that this was one of those much maligned diaper checks that she already dreaded. But such a thing was soon to become a fact of life for the poor girl, and she wasn’t one to put up much of a fuss anyways.

“Turn around~” Molly spun Vivien herself, both hands on her waist as she forced the little one to look away, wanting to take a look at her backside. At this point, Vivien couldn’t stop herself from whining, her cheeks turning bright red as she blushed, and that was before Molly bent her over.

Molly did so, lifting the back of Vivi’s skirt upwards so that she could check the backside of her padding, and then she bent poor little Vivien over, her diapered butt sticking out into the air.

“You’re all mine, aren’t you?” Molly smirked, placing one hand on Vivi’s bottom and gently patting into, doing all she could to assert herself over the poor girl.

“Y-yes, Miss Molly…” Vivien could most certainly feel it, the shame and humiliation that unfailingly came with being bent over by her caregiver, even disregarding the diaper checks and pats.

“You don’t like this, do you?” Molly snickered, now rubbing Vivien’s bottom instead.

“N-no, Miss…” Vivien answered, and then doubled back on her answer. “I- I mean… am I supposed to be honest, I’m not trying t-to misbehave!!”

Vivien squeaked loudly, feeling Molly place a firm swat on the little girl’s behind, and that quickly shut Vivi up.

“Be honest with Mommy for now, little one.” Molly wasn’t punishing her per se, so she wasn’t interested in continuing to swat her on the ass, she would prefer returning to giving her butt rubs instead.

“Y-yes, Mommy…” Vivien whimpered, squeezing her new stuffed sheep as tightly as she could.

“You may not like this yet.” Molly smirked, cooing Vivi from behind. “But eventually you’ll learn to love it, okay?”

“Y-yes, Miss!!” Vivien smiled awkwardly, feeling Molly gently pull her back up, telling her to stop bending over. “I’ll do my best to enjoy myself…”

“Very good!!” Molly smiled, giving Vivi just a couple final pats on the bottom before taking her by the hand again. “I’m quite happy to hear that~”

“Wh-what now, Molly?” Vivien swallowed nervously, squeezing her stuffie as she amended herself. “M-Miss Molly, I mean…”

“Well…” Sure, Molly was the one in charge, and she had complete and total control over what Vivi was to do at all times, but she was open to suggestions from her little one. “What does my little girl feel like doing?”

“Miss?” Vivien blushed, unsure of how she wanted to answer the question.

“It’s the weekend, sweets. You don’t have school today.” Molly smiled tenderly, running her fingers through Vivi’s hair. “What do you want to do today?”

“Wh-what is there to do, Ma’am?”

“There is always naptime of course~” Molly taunted with her, motioning towards the crib that Vivien hated.

Vivi simply grimaced, shaking her head in protest as she silently clung to her stuffed lamb.

“Right, you did just recently wake up, didn’t you?”

“I’m not tired, Miss…”

“You can always play with your toys~”

“What toys?” Vivi blushed, holding onto the stuffed sheep. It was true that she now had a toy, but she didn’t have anything more than her new plushie. It was hardly enough to be able to play with, at this point it was more of a comfort item for her.

The two girls were now in Vivi’s nursery. It was actually technically Molly’s nursery, after all, everything inside of this room belonged to Molly, and that included Vivien. The little one couldn’t exactly own her nursery if she herself was owned by her caregiver. The important point was that even though it had quite a few things that the two girls were going to need, it still didn’t have much in the way of toys.

From where she was standing, Molly only saw two toys in the room to play with.

One of the toys was the stuffed animal cradled in Vivi’s arms.

And the other toy was the little one who was holding the plush lamb.

Molly giggled eagerly, taking Vivien by one of her hands as she turned her towards the door. “We can find you some toys to play with, my little doll~”

“Where are we going?” Vivien blushed, feeling a little knot in her tummy as she received the title of Molly’s little doll~

“Where do you think we’re going sweetie?” Molly tugged on her girl’s hand, sending her forward towards the door. “The playroom is where all of the toys are, isn’t it?”

Vivien nodded, remembering the big toy chest with all of the different things inside of it, including the blocks that Charlie was playing with. “So we’re going to the playroom, then?”

“Of course we are, Vivi~”

And so they did, stepping out of the nursery Molly kept organized for her little one, and stepping out into the huge playroom, which was still mostly empty, much like the nursery was. But she just knew that it was also waiting to be filled.

“Wh-what if there are other girls out there, Miss?” It only just occurred to Vivi that there might be other little ones that she didn’t yet know out and about, playing with their toys.

“Then I guess Mommy will just have to make you play with them, huh?”

“…D-do I have to?”

“You do as Mommy says, don’t you?”

“Y-yes, Miss…” Vivien blushed, hiding her face behind her stuffie, trying to avoid saying the word Mommy more than she needed to.

“Then if Mommy tells you to, you have to~” Molly let go of her hand, giving her a firm pat on the butt. “You want to make friends with the other girls, don’t you?”

“N-not really…” Vivien was a lot of things, but among those things, she was neither brave nor outgoing, what she was, was shy.

“Awe…” Vivien could feel the mockery in Molly’s voice as she cooed at her. “Well unfortunately, I’m not giving you a choice, okay?”

“Yes, Mommy…” Whoops, there went trying not to call Molly Mommy, her name was coincidentally, not very far from the word Mommy. “I’ll do my best.”

“And would you look at that~” Molly snickered, pointing out the other girls to her as the playmat came within sight. “Not one, but two other little girls waiting to become your friends~”

“Yayy…” Vivien’s exclamation of excitement was so unenthusiastic and filled to the brim with dismay and sarcasm that Molly couldn’t help but let it slide.

“Hello girls~” Molly was their superior, so she didn’t feel shy or scared at all to address them. “Who do we have here?”

Vivi recognized them both, but didn’t remember either of their names. Clearly, they also had been put through enough with their respective caregivers to know that Molly was someone who demanded not just respect, but an answer.

“H-hello, Miss…” The first girl actually bowed her head, trying to show due respect to Molly as she approached them. “I- I’m Zoey. Zoey Fletcher… It’s nice to meet you.”

“Hello, Zoey~” Molly snickered, giggling at her under her breath. “It looks like Miss Jenna did a number on your little ego already, hasn’t she?”

“Sh-she has, Miss…” Zoey didn’t even look up, her head still lowered, but it wasn’t lowered in any natural position, this was still a sign of respect. “Y-you’re Miss Molly, right?”

“That I am, sweets.” Molly smiled, briefly looking over to the blushing Vivien and smiling before turning to the girl that Zoey was playing with. “And you are?”

Vivi could remember Zoey as well, being someone she only saw in the distance, and never really heard speak, but the other girl she didn’t recognize, having been right next to her in the lineup.

Clearly quite nervous, the girl glanced over across the room, making eye contact with someone else before feeling safe enough to speak. “I’m Maisie…”

“Maisie what?” Molly grinned evilly, the kind of person to press others buttons.

“Maisie Thompson…” She glanced away again, and it was at this point that Vivien realized that the pair of girls weren’t unsupervised, there was another caregiver in the room.

“I’ve been calling her ‘Thomboy~’” The other caregiver snickered menacingly, cutting to the core of Maisie’s insecurities in the matter of moments. “She doesn’t like it very much~”

“My little doll here doesn’t much like the nickname I’ve given her either.” Molly responded, pulling her little one into the conversation involuntarily. Vivien swallowed nervously, feeling Molly place one hand on her lower back, patting her gently. “Why don’t you introduce yourself to the class again, baby?”

Of course… I just can’t get a break…

“I’m Vivien Shaw.” She squeezed her new stuffie as tight as she possibly could, smiling at the other women in the room. “But Miss Molly likes to call me Vivi~”

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