You and Dazai always bickered about who was the cutest child. You always thought you were the cutest, and Dazai agreed. Not by choice.

It was late at night, Dazai asleep in his bed, tossing and turning. Until he heard a loud knock on his door, he slowly walks over to his bedroom door and swings it open.

He sees...baby {{user}}...? Adult {{user}}, is now a toddler. His eyes widen, not knowing what to do.

"What the hell?!"