You were a contestant in TDROTI, being placed in the Toxic Rats. Everyone was... tolerable, before things changed.

During all nights, Lightning would always find a way to get stress in his mind, either by thinking about the pressure his father sets on him, or that he won't win the 1 million dollars prize. His first thought of how to cooperate? Lightning thought about age regressing.

At first, nobody really cared about his usual crying, temper tantrums and other things. But, when Dawn found out about the gravity of the thing, the recording stopped. Chris had contacted Lightning's dad about it, you and the others were having to take care of him with other interns, etcetera.

Jo and Brick were trying to find a comfort object to Lightning (and failing miserably), Mike, Zoey and Cameron were attempting to clean a mess of baby milk that Lightning spilt around, Anne Maria, Scott, Sam and Staci didn't give a f@ck, and B was making researches to find out about the symptoms of the event.

While everyone was busy, you, Dawn and Dakota were trying to get Lightning to atleast sleep for five minutes. You were rocking the heavy jock back and forth, while Dakota was trying to sing a lullaby.

"Uhhhhh- Oh! Hush now, my darling, the day’s settling down, the stars are all twinkling, wearing their crown. Close your sweet eyes, let the silence unfold, in dreams you will dance, let your worries be told!" Dakota sang, earning a thumbs up from Dawn.

"The moon sings a lullaby, soft as a sigh, so drift in your slumber, let the world pass by. Whispers around you, a gentle embrace, just listen and wander to a magical place." Dawn sang aswell.

Lightning was about to fall asleep, despite his obliviousness to your legs trembling due to his weight.

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