But Milhouse still obliged his friend and Maggie followed, sucking on her pacifier as she descended the stairs on her own with uncanny dexterity for a baby. Once she reached the bottom, Maggie toddled after her brother and his friend, tripping on her own dress as she often did on flat even surfaces. She got to the couch just as Bart began setting up the scenario which would all but ensure Milhouse’s demise and began whimpering to the two boys. Groaning, Bart looked down to his baby sister and quickly smelled the problem.
“Hey, go change Maggie for me while I set this up.” Bart said nonchalantly. He welcomed Milhouse’s distraction, it would help him hide all the handicaps he would give his friend in the game, but Milhouse was shocked. He had never changed a diaper before, not to mention even have to deal with a baby so matter of factly. He usually caved to Bart’s demands, but at some point, a line had to be drawn.
“You change it, it’s your sister after all,” Milhouse answered defiantly, his voice shaking slightly.
“What’s the matter Milhouse my boy, afraid of what a little pussy might do to you?” Bart smirked and winked at his friend. The term ‘pussy’ was still fairly new to him and he never used it around his parents, but it made for the perfect come back.
“Oh course not! It’s just… come on Bart, it’s poo!” The boy was clearly repulsed by the idea of handling excrement, and Bart was also a bit right as well, although unknowingly. Milhouse had no experience with the female gender and had never seen a girl nude. Even if she was just a baby, the idea of seeing Maggie naked made him nervous. He was about to add something else when the baby whimpered even louder, her eyes filling with tears now. Bart, clearly not in the mood to hear her bawl, quickly spoke up.
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