The day started normally as usual; Sniv and (Y/n) woke up together in bed before they went to go eat breakfast and do their morning routine. They got dressed in separate rooms, of course, even though they both secretly wanted to see each other naked. Sniv had seen (Y/n) naked before when he won her at the auction, although he wasn't exactly paying attention to the finer details at the time nor did he have feelings for her back then. (Y/n), however, had never seen her master fully naked before; she'd seen him walk around in just his skin tight boxers but she wanted to see exactly what he had going on in between his perfect thighs. At that point she realized she had a huge crush on Sniv, unable to help it because of how sexy he truly was.

The young woman forced herself to not get too turned on when she was in the same room as him, knowing he could smell her arousal no thanks to his enhanced sense of smell. If the circumstances were different and they first met each other in a more casual situation she was sure that they would have ended up as a couple. However, (Y/n) couldn't keep thinking about what could have been because of her situation and thinking about it made her feel depressed. Life continued as it always did; Sniv went to do his duties all day while she stayed in his habsuite where she could live a carefree life. Things changed one day when Haggar randomly appeared in the middle of Sniv's living room; one minute (Y/n) was happily watching one of her favorite movies on the big holoscreen and the next Haggar appeared in a poof of black smoke while holding a bag and what appeared to be a baby.

"W-what the hell! What are you doing here?!" (Y/n) blurted out with a startled tone; she absolutely wasn't expecting Haggar to just randomly appear out of nowhere.

"I'm here to give Commander Sniv to you." Haggar replied as she walked over to the couch and laid the sleeping baby, Sniv, next to her along with a cloth bag.

"How- how is this possible?" (Y/n) questioned when she narrowed her eyes at the older woman, wanting to know exactly how he got turned into a baby.

"He was dropping something off when he knocked one of my beakers off of the counter. He'll return to normal on his own by tomorrow morning." Haggar answered without much emotion before she disappeared in the same poof of black smoke, not really caring to stick around for too long.

(Y/n) opened and closed her mouth a few times, unsure of what to think or say; she didn't think a potion that turned people into babies actually existed. She looked at Sniv and noted how he was only wearing a diaper, probably because it was the only thing Haggar had time to put on him before she brought him back to his habsuite. She quietly opened the bag and saw everything she needed in order to take care of a baby; there were changing supplies, a set of baby clothes, a bottle, formula and a few other things. (Y/n) turned her attention to Sniv when he let out a mewling sound and opened his eyes, smiling as she carefully picked him up and cradled him in her arms to the best of her ability. She didn't know exactly how old he was; Sniv was about the size of a human ten month old, although in galra age he could have possibly been a little younger.

"Aww, you're such a cute little guy. Aren't you? Yes you are!" (Y/n) cooed to the adorable galran kit in her arms, her heart melting when his toothless smile widened on his face.

When Sniv's body got regressed to that of a baby his mind did as well, so he was temporarily a literal baby. The scar on his face was completely gone as though it never existed and (Y/n) knew the one on the back of his head would be gone too. Sniv giggled as he gazed up at the young woman who was holding him, grabbing her right/left pointer finger when she offered it to him and looking at it as though it was the most interesting thing in the entire universe. (Y/n) never imagined that she would ever see a galra kit in person; compared to a regular human baby galran babies were way cuter and it made her wonder what a galra/human hybrid baby would look like. A rumbling sound followed by Sniv sucking on her finger prompted (Y/n) that he was hungry and needed to be fed, meaning she needed to prepare a bottle for him.

The young woman had to slowly pull her finger free so she could hold onto baby Sniv better, carefully sliding off of the couch while holding on to Sniv as best as she could without squeezing him too tightly. Caring for a baby was already somewhat difficult because she couldn't hold him and prepare a bottle of formula at the same time, so she did the only logical thing; let him sit on the kitchen floor and gave him one of the little toys in the bag to play with. (Y/n) huffed as she balanced Sniv with one arm and grabbed the bag with her free hand, being as careful with him as she could before she walked to the kitchen. If she were in a human sized home things would have been easier, but unfortunately that wasn't the case and she had to deal with it. Once she was in the kitchen (Y/n) knelt down, carefully sat Sniv on the floor and opened the bag so she could give him what appeared to be a gray fabric cube; Sniv could sit up on his own, so that was a good sign.

"Here you go, cutie. Hold on for a few minutes, I'll have your lunch ready soon." (Y/n) spoke with a cutesy tone as she gave him the cube; the way he smiled happily and reached up towards the cube was just too cute.

Sniv babbled happily when he took the cube from his temporary caretaker, holding it with his chubby little hands while bouncing a little with excitement. (Y/n) stood up, took the formula and the bottle out of the bag before she got to work; she could just barely read the instructions, so she had to figure the rest out on her own. Much to the young woman's relief she was able to warm the formula up in the microwave to the perfect temperature, noticing how Sniv watched her every move whilst she made lunch for him. In a way (Y/n) kind of felt as though she was actually a mother and it felt kind of nice, although she missed Sniv being his normal self even though he was the cutest baby she'd ever seen, especially with his huge ears and fluffy hair atop his head. It wasn't long before (Y/n) was sitting on the step-stool while cradling Sniv in her arms again, holding him and the bottle at the right angle so she could feed him; he had a healthy appetite and thankfully the bottle was full enough.

"Goodness, you sure have a big appetite for such a little guy." (Y/n) calmly commented while she watched Sniv drink the formula, smiling when he looked up at her with a curious expression for a moment.

Sniv looked up at (Y/n) with curiosity; due to being de-aged he didn't remember her which meant he didn't know what a human was during that particular moment. Since he was a baby he only cared about how safe he felt whenever (Y/n) held him, the human woman's embrace far more comforting than Haggar's. The formula wasn't as sweet as natural galra milk, but unfortunately the only thing available for (Y/n) to feed Sniv with was the formula. The young woman watched as Sniv drank every last drop of white liquid from the bottle, making sure he didn't accidentally choke during his meal or drink too quickly. When he let go of the bottle (Y/n) put it down so she could position Sniv over her right/left shoulder, gently patting his back and hoping he didn't spit-up; she couldn't help but giggle a little when he let out a burp after a few moments.

"Goodness, that was a big burp." (Y/n) baby-talked with enthusiasm, beaming down at Sniv once she cradled him in her arms again.

Sniv continued to look up at (Y/n), letting out a yawn whilst he nestled against her chest; now that lunch was finished and he didn't feel gassy he felt sleepy. After having a nice meal, being burped and having the chance to nestle himself against a warm body he was ready to take a nap. (Y/n) walked over to the bag and grabbed the little outfit, noting how fluffy the dark gray onesie felt to the touch before she sat on the floor and dressed Sniv in it. It was nap time for Sniv, so she took him to his bedroom where he could take an afternoon nap amongst his softest blankets. Taking care of a galran kit was easier than (Y/n) thought; she would honestly miss Sniv being a baby after he grew up, although perhaps she would someday find someone to fall in love with and have a family with as well.

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Since (Y/n) hadn't taken a bath the previous day she decided to take one that evening; she couldn't just leave Sniv by himself so she decided to bathe with him seeing as he was a baby and he wouldn't remember anything. Sure, it felt weird to be bathing with the baby version of the man who saved her and she lived with, but she knew it was normal for some parents to bathe with their babies. Before she started getting the bath ready (Y/n) made sure Sniv used his diaper so she didn't risk any accidents happening in the tub. Obviously the temperature of the water couldn't be at the temperature she always preferred it to be, but the water would still be just warm/cool enough to be comfortable. Once there was enough water and bubbles in the tub (Y/n) picked Sniv up and used the bathroom step-stool to get into the tub; she didn't fill it up too much for Sniv's sake.

"Please don't panic." (Y/n) spoke mostly to herself while she got into the tub, hoping Sniv wouldn't panic when he was placed on her lap in the water.

Sniv looked down at the bubbly water with curiosity and babbled, panicking a little until he felt the lukewarm water against his skin. Much to (Y/n's) relief Sniv didn't panic when he came into contact with the water, noticing how he seemed to like it. Sniv didn't know what to think about the bubbles at first until he touched one and it popped, an amused smile spreading across his face when he realized how fun the bubbles were. He laughed humorously, splashing his hands in the water in front of him which he found to be a lot of fun too. Honestly, bathing with a baby on one's lap wasn't the easiest task but it wasn't impossible; it just took a lot of skill and balance.

"You like that, don't you." (Y/n) spoke joyously, unable to help it because of how freaking cute Sniv was when he splashed in the tub.

Sniv babbled and mewled happily each time he splashed, settling down after a few minutes which gave (Y/n) the opportunity to wash both of them. She couldn't wash her hair because her hands were full and she wouldn't wash the tuft of fluffy hair on Sniv's head, but she could at least wash their bodies, particularly hers because she'd gotten a little sweaty when she exercised that morning. During their bath the young woman felt a sensation she'd never felt before, a strong desire to have a baby of her own and she didn't know why she felt that way; she focused on the bath as best as she could while also making it fun for Sniv who loved popping the biggest bubbles on the water's surface. After (Y/n) and Sniv were bathed, dry and dressed she decided to play a few rounds of peek-a-boo with him on the living room floor, both of them having the time of their lives.

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Sniv yawned as he rolled over in bed, slowly waking up from his deep slumber; before (Y/n) went to bed on the couch in the living room during the previous night she undressed Sniv and put him in his bed after she got him to sleep, making sure to hide all the evidence of what happened the previous day. It wasn't that she was ashamed about taking care of him when he was most vulnerable, the young woman enjoyed herself, but she didn't want him to find out because it might lead to things being too awkward between them. During the middle of the night Haggar returned Sniv's bodysuit and armor to his bedroom so that Zarkon didn't suspect anything suspicious going on in her lair. So, as the galran male woke up in his bed he was completely unaware of what happened the previous day when he accidentally turned himself into a baby. Sniv felt groggy as he sat up in bed and opened his eyes, quietly groaning since he felt a little dizzy; he turned his bedside lamp on a few minutes later, feeling a little concerned when he didn't see (Y/n) sleeping next to him.

"What happened?" Sniv mumbled to himself whilst he tried to remember the previous day's events; he couldn't remember anything aside from him going to do his daily duties, and when he uncovered himself and saw that he was completely naked he wondered if he'd gotten drunk or something.

If he was going to find out what happened the previous day he'd have to ask (Y/n) and hope she would have the answers he so desperately needed. Sniv got out of bed and put a pair of boxers and his robe on, wanting to at least be decent when he woke his pet up; he was kind of thankful she wasn't in bed with him because he thought she probably would have panicked if she saw him completely naked. He found (Y/n) sleeping peacefully on the couch in the living room after he turned the lights on, a soft smile gracing his lips as he gazed at her. Seeing her sleeping alone made Sniv feel a little sad, but he knew she was comfortable since she had her favorite blanket and pillow. The young commander was a little hesitant to wake (Y/n) up, although if he didn't then he would have to wait for the answers he wanted.

"Wakey wakey, gorgeous." Sniv spoke quietly after he sat on the other end of the couch, reaching over so he could lightly rest his right hand on her shoulder for a moment.

The previous day left (Y/n) exhausted so as soon as she got comfy on the couch she fell into a deep sleep; Sniv hadn't been as active as a human baby but the young woman wasn't exactly used to taking care of another person in every possible way. So, when she heard Sniv's voice and felt the warmth of his large hand on her shoulder she began to wake up from her deep slumber. Honestly, she missed sleeping in her master's comfortable bed, although she didn't want to invade his privacy once he returned to his normal full-grown self; seeing him naked as a baby was one thing since she had to change his diaper a few times, but seeing him naked as an adult was totally different. (Y/n) yawned as she woke up; the first thing she saw was Sniv looking down at her which made her smile, she was happy he had gone back to normal. Memories from the day prior flooded her mind for a moment, ones of her taking care of Sniv when he was a baby, but she didn't dwell on it for more than a few seconds because she knew he would have questions.

"How'd you sleep?" (Y/n) calmly asked him before he could say anything, obviously not wanting to make him suspicious.

"I slept well. What happened yesterday? I woke up naked and- Well, you're sleeping on the couch." Sniv queried with a low-key strained tone, wondering exactly what happened and why he couldn't remember much.

"You got super drunk yesterday, at least that's what Herrah told me. He and Ladnok helped you come home, so I decided to sleep on the couch last night." (Y/n) lied as best as she could, trying her best to sound convincing which thankfully worked.

"I didn't get sick, did I?" Sniv hesitantly asked her, his smile disappearing as a panicked expression appeared on his face; he would be mortified if he threw up while (Y/n) was present.

"Don't worry, you didn't. You fell asleep as soon as you were in bed." (Y/n) responded reassuringly, not quite lying while also telling the partial truth seeing as he fell asleep as soon as she'd tucked him in right before bedtime.

"That's a relief. Well then, it's time for breakfast." Sniv spoke as he let out a received sigh before his frown turned into a flirtatious smile, thankful he didn't get sick.

At the promise of a delicious breakfast (Y/n's) stomach rumbled in hunger, causing both her and Sniv to laugh humorously for a couple of seconds. Sniv got up off of the couch after a moment and walked to the kitchen, ready to make breakfast for him and (Y/n) to eat together just as he did every morning. While he was preparing the food he decided to stop drinking anything that could make him drunk, that way he could avoid any awkward or embarrassing situations in the future. (Y/n) would have set the table herself but unfortunately everything was galra sized and she couldn't quite set the table very well seeing as she was just a little too short. However, once the table was set and Sniv put the food on their plates he and (Y/n) ate and chatted as though nothing strange happened the day prior; (Y/n) would never forget how much fun she had taking care of him, though.