Challenge: Padded Secrets

For as long as he had been in America, Noah Roan had never seen Alvin Seville in the locker room during the weight training class they shared. Sure, Alvin had gym clothes and a locker, but he always just took his clothes out of his locker and ran into the bathroom to change. It puzzled Noah, but he never pushed the issue. He and Alvin didn't really get along.

One afternoon, as Noah changed into his P.E clothes, he noticed Hank Slater, the Varsity quarterback following Alvin into the bathroom. Noah's senses told him that Slater was up to no good, as usual. So, he in turn followed the bully.

Alvin made his way to one of the bathroom stalls. Unfortunately, it happened to be the one stall that had a busted lock.

As soon as Alvin shut the door, Slater opened it. He smirked. "So.....that's why you don't dress out with the rest of us."

Alvin was frozen in shock, his pants around his ankles, exposing a fluffy white diaper with red tapes and red guitar designs on the rear.

Slater whipped out his phone and immediately started taking pictures. "Your life is over, Seville." He cackled.

Alvin ran from the locker room, tears in his eyes. He ran past Noah, who felt bad for the red-clad chipmunk. "We may not get along, but 'Tis fine fer me t' be Th' bigger munk an' do my duty as a Celt. Alvin is in need." The Irishmunk whispered. And he knew just who to call.

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After suffering torment for the rest of the day, Alvin went straight home without waiting for his brothers, then locked himself in his room and began to cry. For the first time in a long time, the self-proclaimed "awesome" one felt vulnerable.

Just then, there was a knock on the door. "Alvin? It's Simon and Austin. We want to talk."

Alvin got up and opened the door. His taller, smarter brother Simon stood there with his boyfriend Austin. Both chipmunks wore jackets in their signature colors, diapers, and checkered shoes. "We heard about what happened, Alvin." Austin began.

Alvin wiped his eyes. "So? What can you guys do about it?"

The two gay chipmunks hugged him. "We can offer our support, bro. We know exactly what you're feeling. We can help you deal with all the bullying and scorn." Simon explained.

"Step 1 is to talk it out with like-minded individuals, like Simon and I. Now, how do you feel about wearing diapers? And be honest." Austin said.

Alvin sighed. "Well, they're comfy. I do like them. But other people won't--"

"Screw what other people think! If you like them, that's all that matters. That's step 2: Be comfortable with who you are." Simon interrupted.

"I-I am comfortable with who I am. I'm okay with wearing diapers. But I don't want my entire school career to be ruined by it!" Alvin protested.

"Which brings us to the final step: surround yourself with friends and family who will stick by you. You have Simon and I for support, but you might need some protection. Someone who will defend you from bullies." Austin smiled.

Alvin's eyes widened. "Wait, you don't mean...?"

"They do." In a bright green flash, Noah Roan stood in the room. "Look, Alvin, I know we haven't gotten along in th' past, but tha' doesn't mean I won't defend ya when necessary. I may not share yer unique fetish, but I won't make fun o' it either. I have a fetish o' me own."

"Yeah, but yours is more common and sort of accepted." Alvin muttered.

Noah shrugged. "It still has it's share o' struggles. Tha's why I'm here t' offer me protection.....an' friendship."

"R-really?" Alvin asked. Noah nodded. Smiling, Alvin pulled Noah into a hug. Noah was surprised, but hugged back. Simon and Austin joined the hug. The four of them grew close as the years went on. And true to his word, Noah always defended his three padded friends from anyone who would dare mess with them. As for Slater and his pictures......well, Noah didn't even use Celtic sorcery that time. His Mastery of Jeet Kune Do was enough to....knock some sense into the bully. Slater vowed never to post those pictures. And he never did.