Yasha Nor Fievel Need No Stinking Diaper.

Both cubs are less then 5-years-old. So they both have a limited vocabulary. In this story, mama and papa had another kid, and named him after Fievel for some reason. Normally, I have it so Fievel has Fievel Jr.

Night fell on the Mousekewitz’s house, as Mama and Papa placed Yasha down for the night’s sleep. Yasha didn’t complain, as she nearly never complained about being placed in her crib anymore.
She laid down right away, and then closed her eyes. She was actually waiting for mama and papa to fall asleep, before she would get up, and then misbehave. Misbehave, now that’s a word that Yasha didn’t even know. She knew what it meant, but wouldn’t be able to explain it in so many words. At least she had her own room, which helped considerably, but she wouldn’t know exactly when mama and papa were asleep. She just assumed, when she didn’t hear them for a long period of time, that they were asleep. She herself fell asleep, as she waited. Her little body was already talking to her in certain ways, and she liked toying with it. But she always liked a little bit of privacy, before she would even get started. Privacy, she probably wouldn’t even be able to pronounce the word, but she knew she wanted it. The other thing is, if mama and papa knew she was taking her diaper off, they might place a different kind of diaper on her. This is something she did not want. Of course, they would find out this time, for a few reasons. She would find, she can not sneak these off. And also, cause of the mess she was planning on making this time around.
She woke, a few hours later, as she looked at the clock. It read 5:30, not that she understood what that meant. She didn’t even know how to say, five thirty. She was still clinging onto her bunny, as she stood up in her crib. She didn’t know how much time she had, time? She didn’t much know the word time either. She just hoped, there was enough of it, to do, what she wanted. She pulled at the straps of her diaper, one at a time, as she didn’t want to let go of her bunny.

At the same time, little Fievel Jr was roaming towards Yasha’s room. Even though he could walk on two legs, he was crawling on all fours. He wasn’t much older then Yasha was… really. Little Fievel Jr knew a few more words then Yasha too, but only a few.
He made her room, as he was now dragging his diaper on one foot. He had tried to take it off, but got stuck. By the time he made Yasha’s room, it came off. He left it sitting in the hallway. He went over to Yasha’s crib, and then unlocked the side.
“No stinking Diaper.” said Fievel Jr, as Yasha crawled out of her crib. She made a *Thud* noise, as she hit the floor. She almost cried, but then Fievel Jr placed his paw on her mouth.
“Okay, it not bad.” whispered Fievel Jr.
“I wan be awone.” said Yasha. Fievel Jr gave her a sad face, which she couldn’t resist. “fine, I wants poopy.” said Yasha.
“I poopy.” said Fievel Jr, as he stood upright.
“You funny Fievel.” said Yasha.
“Yeah, you wan poopy somewhere?” asked Fievel Jr.
“You funny. Gone poopy in corner.” said Yasha.
“Can I join?” asked Fievel Jr.
Now I go corner, but that other mouse follow me. thought Yasha to herself, as she got to the one corner, behind her crib. Fievel Jr crawled under her crib, and joined her. This is, even though, she really wanted to be alone. Fievel Jr pressed the crib out some, giving them a little more room. Fievel Jr started pooping before Yasha could get any out yet, and giggled some as she watched.
Yasha bent over Fievel Jr’s mess, and then pooped on it. Afterward, she done something Fievel Jr did not expect. She sat her buns in their mess.
“See, feel good Fievel.” said Yasha. She still had her bunny, as she dragged it along with her, almost no matter where she went. Fievel Jr stuck a paw at her vagina, and then toyed with it some.
“Is this wha growd up do?” asked Yasha.
“I think so.” said Fievel Jr.
“Am I suppose play with you?” asked Yasha.

Better English from here on, but they aren’t talking it that perfect.

“I think this is what grown up do anyways.” said Fievel Jr.
“So what do we do next?” asked Yasha.
“I think we are suppose to kiss or something.” said Fievel Jr.
“I have to pee Fievel.” said Yasha.
“What if we both pee?” said Fievel Jr.
“You peepee first.” said Yasha, as she giggled. Fievel Jr opened up, and then peed on Yasha’s little pussy. In turn, Yasha peed, letting her pee mostly going everywhere, including all over Fievel Jr.
Fievel Jr seemed to enjoy it, as they were face to face. Afterward, they kissed each other on the lips. No tongue though, as they didn’t know anything about that. Fievel Jr pressed the crib back in place, as they both crawled up, and into Yasha’s crib. It was a little more difficult for Yasha, then it was for Fievel Jr, but they both managed. Yasha dragged her poop all over the place, as she has sat on it some. She got it, wherever she placed her butt. They both fell asleep, as mama was the first in Yasha’s room. She shook her head, as they both lay there sleeping. The side of the bed was still down, as Fievel Jr wasn’t sure how to place it back up.
“Going to have to get that cleaned up.” said mama. She picked up Yasha, who she realized, had poop on her little ass.
“Come on Fievel Jr, lets get you cleaned up too.” said mama, as papa went and then got Fievel Jr.

The End.