An alarm blared waking Vito who was snuggled between his mama and papa. Grumpily, he rubbed his eyes as Kraglin sat up stretching, popping his long, lanky bones. Yondu sat up too, scratching his beard tiredly with a yawn. It had been three weeks and Vito was still readjusting to life, I mean, he remembered most things now, though some parts were left blurry and fuzzy and he couldn't fully grasp how he apparently lost his memories in the first place, but little space or not, he couldn't deny, it was rather nice to wake up comfortable between his parents where they could keep him safe. 
"Well, look at that! Another dry diaper," Kraglin cooed gently, making Vito grunt softly. Something else that hadn't changed, his parents were still insistent to treat him little which he wouldn't mind..... if he was little at the moment, but he wasn't. While he, as mentioned, couldn't fully seem to understand how he lost his memories, and his mama and papa were tight lipped about it, he did get that it was because of little space. It had to have been. He wouldn't had really gone off himself while in big space, right? 
"Maybe we can bump ya up to pull ups come the next few days, boy," Yondu added as he got out of bed, now scratching his leg below his butt as he went to get his pants and an over shirt for the day's duties. 
Vito grunted softly again as he sat up, finally moving his hands, "Or," he started sulkily, "ya know, you could let me wear underwear, like everyone else." 
Kraglin sent Yondu the same nervous look he had the past two weeks. The first week, they both brushed it off. Vito was still physically 13-years-old, and after something like that, they supposed he'd want to be a little big, given he had been treated as the three year old he thought like while his memories were gone, on the other hand, though, little space would melt the stress of it all away from him. Now, though, it was concerning. Vito was never out of little space for so long, not since they learned about it at least and if he was, something usually slipped him right back quickly. Not this time though. Regardless, Yondu gave his first mate the same response he always did to that look, lightly brushing it off to try and tell him it was all ok. 
"Now, son, you know we can't do that. Yer big now, sure, but what happens when big ol' scary Taserface or Brahl comes over and spooks ya? You'll get scared and wet right through whatever tidy whities ya got on and then go into a lil crying fit and we don't need any of that, so, I'm sorry to say, but you're keeping the diaper on," Yondu stated, in some odd combination of firm and light as he fished out a dark plum over shirt and starting to slip it on. Vito groaned softly but offered no argument, on that matter, looking up exasperatedly as Kraglin went to the bottom set of drawers to get Vito and outfit for the day too. 
"Can I at least wear regular clothes or do my work?" 
"Punishment~" Yondu sang as he zipped up his pants and headed for his coat. The punishment was technically over by now, it was just an easier excuse to give knowing there wouldn't be any protests, or at least there usually wouldn't be. 
"Papa, come on! I've been under that punishment for literally over a month now. H*ll, we're bordering a quarter into two months! At least let me sweep!"
"Tsk, tsk," Yondu tutted, shaking his head, "that ain't the kind of things a little one should say," Vito groaned a little having caught on that that was Yondu's way of dismissing his arguments, he'd been doing so the past three weeks.
Anytime Vito tried it, Yondu had something patronizing to say up his sleeve. Kraglin smiled sheepishly heading back over to Vito with a sweater with soft spikes up the sleeves. The sleeves themselves were red while the torso portion was yellow. He also had a soft pair of dark jeggings and striped socks as well as the red pair of converse which were the main tyable he wore now. Seeing as he wasn't getting anywhere with Yondu, he tried Kraglin, flashing puppy eyes.
"Mama, pleeeeease?" for now, Vito was stuck with calling him mama since he winced anytime daddy was used, it reminded him of Vito's lost memories, not that he minded too much, "I just wanna help contribute to the ship too."
Kraglin sighed softly as he helped Vito change into the sweater, figuring there was no fuss like there was most mornings to further sway him but the first mate shook his head gently, "No Vito. You know that the medic said to not put too much on you. Besides, you have a fun day ahead of you. Now, lay back for me," with the fourth groan that morning, he did so, allowing Kraglin to put the bottoms on over the diaper.

(A/N: And here starts our adventure into the second book. My mind is already racing with ideas to do (and possibly already a 3rd book but we'll see how this one pans out before we get there because I may use it in this book instead). Any case, this is just a little taste of what is to come! I know it's short but fret not because I plan to start the next chapter almost directly after this one is up! Any case I want to say if there's anything at all that you want to see in this book (except for, ya know smut or incest) then please comment below and I will find a way to work it in. Have a great day/night, folks!)