''You get up and head to your room. That's where Peter will be sleeping.
You turn the door handle and push the door open to reveal a strange scene.
Peter is laying on a brightly coloured plastic mat, naked from the waist down. Next to him is a disposable diaper, wrapped in a tight ball and clearly wet. Rebecca is unfolding another large diaper.
"What are you doing?" You realise that there is only one possible answer but ask anyway.
"I'm just changing Peter's diaper." Rebecca says as though it was perfectly normal as she slides the new diaper under her brother's bottom. "He was quite wet after the drive from the spaceport."
"But...isn't he too old to be in diapers?" You ask a better question.
"Mom hasn't told you yet?" She asks as she tapes Peter into his diaper.
You star to get worried "Told me what?"
"Um." She didn't expect to have to be the one explaining this to you. "On Obaasan, our space station, boys aren't potty trained."
"What?" You demand as Rebecca helps Peter back into his jeans. "You mean they are kept in diapers?"
"Yes. That's right, all boys are kept in diapers." She says, adjusting her brother's clothes.
Thanks Rebecca." He hugs her then tells you. "You're going to wear diapers too."
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