Crane looked down at the front of his padding which was tinged a bright yellow color the diaper sagging slightly between his long legs, evidence that the avian had peed in it during the course of the night.
The now aptly named waterfowl simply let out a small sigh at the discovery, a sight he had grown used to seeing each and every morning. Even after years of it happening the bird still held out some small hope that one he'd eventually wake up with a dry diaper. But alas that wish had yet to come true for him.
The truth of the matter was that he, the great Master Crane, was a bed wetter and had been for the better part of his life. Ever since he was nine years old he had to wear diapers to bed or else he'd wind up with soaked sheets. His mother took him to see a trusted family doctor who couldn't find anything psychologically or physically wrong with him to explain the constant bedwetting. His naturally overbearing mother actually liked the news as it meant her little baby boy wasn't completely grown up while he on the other hand was crestfallen.
Over the years Crane had made peace with the fact the he wasn't completely out of diapers, at least during the night that is, instead being grateful he didn't have to wear during the day where other people could find out his hidden shame. After leaving home to attend Lee Da academy he had to become more cautious about his padding. And despite not wanting to telling nobody he confided in his first great friend Mei Ling about his nighttime problem and she didn't think less of him for it. In fact she frequently helped him clean himself up on some occasions, much to the waterfowl's charging. His diapers became even more difficult to hide when he came to the Nade Palace and joined the illustrious Furious Five and yet somehow he managed to keep it under wraps. The hard part was whenever they were forced to go on long missions in where he carried along a backpack that was full of spare diapers. He made sure to never let any of his friends look inside it and made doubly sure to wake early every morning in order to go off to change out of and dispose of his soggy padding. Due to this constant routine Crane became an early bird, the avian always getting up before any of the others.
And for the past decade no one at the palace was any wiser. He never told anyone about his wetting the bed, not even Master Oogway thought he secretly suspected the old turtle knew somehow. Crane was just too afraid of being rejected to tell his master and his friends about his greatest secret, with him feeling slightly guilty for not trusting them as a result.
Remembering the damp diaper currently on his person Crane broke out of his own thought in order to change himself. As he awkwardly waddled across the room his padding made some light squishing sounds and Crane blushed at the noises as he enjoyed them. Recently the waterfowl had started to really like the feeling of his used morning diapers, even staying in them a bit longer than usual before changing out of them.
Ignoring the weird thoughts in his head he lifted the loose floorboard and retrieved his hidden stash of supplies before returning to and lying down on his bed mat, getting comfortable for his change.
Crane had just undid both the tapes and opened up his diaper and reached out a wing to grab a handful of wipes with which to clean his crotch when someone opened the door to his room without knocking.
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