Disgraced Warrior Leo - Part 2 (Pixiv Fanbox)

Leo the Warrior is feeling the tides start to shift a bit. The respect he used to have is wavering and it's threatening to wear him down a little. In a rare turn for him, doubt begins to enter his mind. Will he be the bearer of his own undoing?

–

Coming back from the battle was a very interesting affair.

Leo tried to march back into their home village with his fighting needle held high along with his pointed nose with the same air of duty bound grace that he usually does but each word out of his mouth about how harrowing the victory was seemed to be laced with uncomfortable stutters. The snickering coming from the group he arrived back home with also didn’t help matters.

Clearing his throat, Leo tried to speak to Princess Mansherry about the fight earnestly. He opened his mouth and was unceremoniously brushed past by Taurus rather rudely. The hyped up newbie spread his arms and shouted to the group, “We won! Did you guys see what I did? It was awesome right?!”

That got all the Tonta Corps in Leo’s platoon to clap and cheer. Leo, meanwhile, had stumbled and fallen on his butt when Taurus pushed by him. He stared ahead with wide eyes, blinked once, and then sucked in a hard breath.

He then forced a sigh out of his body, hating that he was having trouble letting this go. This newbie and his ego were draining him but he had to be the bigger man about it.

Standing up and brushing his pants legs off, he turned to the crowd and stated, “Yes. He performed admirably but he was still too brash and uncouth. Any more reckless actions like that and we might be in trouble. Keeping yourself in check is–!” He raised a finger as he spoke and closed his eyes, hoping his mature demeanor would get across what he was saying well enough.

It was drowned out by the college like cheering and rustling of hair that Taurus was receiving before him. Leo sweatdropped and stopped talking.

Perhaps they were in too big a celebratory mood.

Still, it was rather unlike them to ignore him whenever he had something he wanted to say. Was it the fact that they all finally saw what kind of underwear he wore? Why would that matter though? Underwear isn’t meant to be seen and Blue Clues was a charming show that played well on their small little televisions. Why would it be a bad thing to be fond of it?

He pouted and looked to the side. Yeah, no. He wasn’t stupid. He knew it was because it looked childish. Whatever. He bet Taurus wore goofy stuff too, probably. Maybe.

The thing that really surprised him was Mansherry standing in silence as she observed, not him, but Taurus. Leo normally would have been happy about that as she was usually all up on him in a rather annoying and disgraceful manner, unbefitting of a person in such a high status. However, seeing it not happen here felt off and not in a way he was comfortable with.

Mansherry caught sight of him once and smiled at him though. Leo’s eyes got big and he found himself uncomfortably looking to the side, a bit red in the face.

Why was he embarrassed all of a sudden? God. He needed to go home and take his mind off things.

–

Try as he might to let the weirdness of that previous battle pass, Taurus just wouldn’t let it happen.

The next day, he was challenged to a fight by the guy while walking down the street. Taurus jumped out of a trash can he was hiding in and scared him half to death by blurting out, “I won the battle for us so fight me now!”

“GYAAAAH!” Leo jumped back, arms in a defensive position at first. He then narrowed his eyes and stuck up his nose, marching on. “Nope. No way.”

He refused to be a player in his little game. These fights were not a dick measuring contest and he was determined to make sure it never became one.

Taurus was determined to make sure it was though. He kept trying.

In the bathroom when Leo was brushing his teeth in his Yo Gabba Gabba briefs, Taurus poked his head up by his window and pressed his face against it to shout, “Fight me! I won the fight for us!”

Leo spat toothpaste and water into the mirror with shock and awe. He then closed the blinds on his window, growling with a blush on his face and the knowledge that he’d seen two different pairs of his embarrassing briefs now.

While changing alone in the locker room, as he was opening his locker to put away a pair of shorts and standing there in a pair of Clifford themed briefs, Taurus poked his head in from behind and shouted, “Come on! Fight me! I won the battle for us!”

“EEP!” Leo screamed and thrust forward, banging his head against the locker door and producing a small bump on his head. He bent down with a tear in his eye and growled.

It went without saying that he refused him here too.

Stuff like this kept happening and the more Taurus did it the more public he made sure to make it. It was to the point where Leo was looking around while walking one day for fear of seeing his annoying face pop up.

He did pop up and it sickened him.

“Will you knock it off!” Leo snapped, clenching his fists and stomping his feet into the dirt. He’d had enough of his privacy being demolished like this.

“I won the fight for us!” Taurus sneered as he spoke rather loudly. So many of the other dwarfs were walking around outside today and the outside voices that the two of them were using were certainly loud enough to elicit a few shifts and stares in their direction.

Taurus saw this and spread his arms wide to wave at everyone while he continued to shout aloud.

“Leo here is supposed to be the great hero and warrior of the Tonta Corps but he keeps denying me a fight,” Taurus snickered. “It’s gotta be because he’s afraid of me. He’s actually a big wuss right? I should be the new leader!”

Leo’s jaw dropped. His face looked stunned and offended to the point of minor hilarity.

Who on Earth did this weirdo think he was? You can’t just assert something like that out of the blue!

Even worse was how he wasn’t hearing any protests from anyone. They just sort of looked between one another and started murmuring. What they were murmuring about was something Leo couldn’t pick up on but his anxiety regarding the situation was making his mind jump to conclusions a bit.

If they were thinking anything near close to what he thought they might be thinking regarding how right or wrong this jerk was then that just meant he needed to nip this in the bud, right here and right now.

“A fluke win isn’t proof of anything,” Leo insisted, crossing his arms with an adorable pout on his face. If he knew he was doing it he’d have fixed it but he couldn’t help the expressions he was making right now. He was just too damn upset. “You can’t just become a new recruit and then jump straight to leader after one successful win in battle. That makes no sense.”

Leo shifted slightly to face Taurus directly, trying to stand as tall as he could despite the diminutive stature of his species. “I’ve fought and won many battles. You need more experience and discipline to take my position.” He then narrowed his eyes with disdain. “Not to mention, maturity.”

He wasn’t going to mince words. Taurus’ bragging and galavanting around about his ONE win wasn’t very mature in Leo’s eyes. Of course, Leo’s insistence on ignoring it wasn’t helping matters so it was time to address it and hope his words stood firm as the authoritative stance it was.

Then Mansherry butted in.

“I agree with Taurus though,” She said, coming up from behind in a way that made Leo jump and shiver.

What was it with these guys? Was it so easy to sneak up on him now? That was bad if true.

Also, she what now?

“What do you think you’re doing?” Leo spun around to face her, hands clenched even tighter now that she was in his space and making stupid comments once again. “You know everything I just said was right, princess! This isn’t up for debate!”

Mansherry crossed her arms and poked her head up. “You can’t put down a person like him with your words, Leo. Obviously, it’s not working.”

To instantly emphasize this fact, Leo shifted his gaze back to Taurus who was grinning with a “L” hand sign on his forehead and his tongue out. The lack of respect was damning and the giggles from some of the people around him were staggering.

Leo’s lack of actual action here was just making it seem like he wasn’t willing to handle this unruly new soldier. He thought he was being the big man by not engaging but maybe Mansherry was right?

Leo shook his head. “No. That’s stupid. If it’s not working then he shouldn’t even BE in the Tonta Corps!” He snapped, pointing at Taurus.

Taurus just smiled brightly and stuck his hands out again. “Do you see that? Now he’s so threatened by me being here that he wants to kick me out! He’s so afraid that I’m a better fighter than him that he won't challenge me or allow me to fight alongside him. I won the fight for us and he wants to kick me out!”

“Stop shouting that you won the fight for us!” Leo yelled, marching forward a bit.

“But I did!” Taurus fired back.

“I know!” Leo grunted. “Everybody knows! You don’t need to advertise it all day, every day like you do!”

“I don’t,” Taurus said. “Only when I’m around you. You’re so unmanly and a huge wuss, it’s easy getting under your skin.”

Mansherry nodded. “Yes. It’s shockingly unmanly of you Leo. It’s so unlike you, really.”

Leo got even more red in the face. That frustration you felt so strongly that it made you need to pee returned once again. He was even grinding his foot into the dirt a bit.

This just wasn’t right. He couldn’t take all the taunting from him or the giggling behind his back anymore.

“Fine! We’ll fight!” Leo snapped. “We’ll set a date and a time! We’ll do it in the training field too! Anyone who wants to watch it can. It’ll be open to the public. Anything else you want to incite?”

Taurus smirked, looking satisfied with himself. He certainly wasn’t done though.

“Well, since you took so long to accept the fight I can’t just let it be a normal fight anymore. Everyone will wonder if you just accepted it because you were worried people would find out how big a wuss you are now,” Taurus shrugged.

Leo’s eyes went white with sheer rage.

“So, I propose we add a punishment on top of it,” Taurus smiled. “The loser risks being seen as a big dumb baby. The winner will get to put a diaper on the loser. How’s that? A nice big ol’ diaper change to set the standard for who the baby is and who the manly grown up and mature one is, eh?”

A… diaper?

Did this fool just say… he was going to put a diaper on him?

Leo’s jaw was slightly agape. He was just staring at this guy like he was crazy. Who found this person and decided he should be allowed into the Tonta Corps? Was there no such thing as vetting anymore?

Leo face-palmed and drug his hand down his face with a heavy sigh. “Yeah… you know what? Sure. If that’ll get you off my back then fine. Winner gets to literally diaper the loser in public. Are we done?”

Taurus nodded. “Thanks! Shake on it?” He held out his hand.

Leo looked at it as if it were made of poison. He did eventually accept the handshake.

He was taken by surprise when there was clapping and cheering happening around them as a result of this though. People seemed more taken in by their little scuffle then he must have realized.

That didn’t sit well with him.

Mansherry clamped her hands together with excitement. “Oh yay! A true battle of valiant spirits! Leo fights so elegantly. He’s like a prince! I can’t wait!”

She was always saying stupid stuff like that so it didn’t usually bother him. However, this time it did.

Something about this situation shifted to feeling just slightly unsettling all of a sudden.

He kept his brave face on though and strutted past him.

Taurus stuck out his leg and whistled. Leo, who was looking forward with the most serious stare on his mug, didn’t notice and fell over.

He stumbled and waved his arms about, trying to remain steady so that he didn’t fall and look like a fool in front of everyone. He did managed to successfully clamp his hands onto the side of a building but he rather unfortunately hit it with enough force to pop off one of the buttons of his overalls.

They slumped a little and the waistband of the colorful briefs he had on today were almost exposed. He yelped and blushed, grabbing the strap and clamping it tightly. He then power walked his way off the scene. He had to leave before anything worse happened.

God, he was going through some stuff lately. What on Earth was happening?

—

While naked in the shower at the gym, Leo was contemplating what had happened earlier in the day. He just got done playing Acorn Ball with a few of his mates. It was a fun time and it almost managed to get his mind off the proceedings.

Almost.

His buddy Flapper noticed that he wasn’t playing as good as he usually does and Leo excused it by saying he was tired. When one of the acorns they were kicking around rammed him in the balls, he no sold it like it didn’t hurt at all.

He then claimed he was thirsty and needed to get some water. The rest of the players nodded with understanding smiles and allowed him to go.

Once he rounded the corner of the gym he grabbed his balls and then screamed into his mouth. His lips were clamped tight so that no one would hear him but the nursing he did on his tender kiwis was very necessary.

He never missed passes the way he did today. He never gazed off into space and was hit in the head a few times like he was today. He never had to have his name called more than once before someone got his attention either.

Now that he was showering, the thoughts of what he had agreed to came flooding back to him, practically all at once.

He had just agreed to a fight where if he lost he would be publicly diapered.

Nothing anywhere close to as humiliating as that had ever happened to him before.

He grabbed the soap and began cleaning himself down, fidgeting a bit.

Wait, was he scared?

Was he actually scared of that pompous loser? No way!

He was certain he was better than him in every way before that challenge and now that he’d finally agreed to the challenge he was worrying? He didn’t even want to engage with his nonsense in the first place. This wasn’t something he wanted to do and now he was worrying about losing? There was so much wrong with this it hurt!

Leo squeezed the soap in his hand rather tightly.

That loser just entered his life and began bothering him over and over again until he broke and agreed to something he didn’t want to do. He was controlling the narrative now and he let that happen despite being determined earlier not to allow it. What changed? Was it peer pressure? Was it… his own ego?

He was certain he was keeping his ego in check though. That’s why he didn’t want to fight. He was trying to be mature about this.

He was trying to be a good leader.

If he lost, that would prove he wasn’t one though, right? Well, at least to the others. In his head, he’d still be a better fit for a leader than that jerk. He was too new and inexperienced for it. One win… well, two wins if he does win, which he won’t, doesn’t mean anything.

But to everyone else it might…

Leo wasn’t sure if it was possible to sweat while showering but if it was than he had to be.

“I can’t lose…” Leo muttered. He couldn’t believe he was saying that. He didn’t care about this dumb fight. He didn’t want to do this bullcrap. Still, he knew there was something at stake now and it was weighing on him heavily.

Well… if he wasn’t planning on taking this seriously and he didn’t want to do it anyway then what would be the harm in… maybe fudging things a bit?

Yeah… what if… what if he cheated?

He wasn’t scared. He’d definitely win, for sure. He didn’t NEED to cheat but… just to ensure that things ended as quickly as they did in the most definitive way possible, maybe he could… do something to make sure Taurus had no way of winning properly.

Something simple and plain. Maybe a little manipulative tinkering with the time table they set up…

Leo’s thoughts went towards the event board in the middle of the village square.

He then nodded to himself with his head down.

“Yeah… that’ll work…” He said to himself, getting an idea that saw him squeeze the soap even harder than before.

It slipped right out of his hands and onto the shower floor.

Leo gasped and panicked, stepping about to try and see where it fell, looking around to make sure he didn’t accidentally step on it.

In doing so, he accidentally stepped on it.

“WAAAH!” Leo screamed as he slipped. The bar of soap flew up along with his body and he slammed down hard onto his back, arms and legs spread.

His eyes spun around in circles and his vision went hazy. He felt a little giddy and delightfully stupid to the point of a little giggle exciting his open mouth.

Shower water entered his gaping maw and made him start to gurgle on it. This happened for a bit until the soap landed sharply into his mouth.

The dazed and goofy Leo began suckling on it like a pacifier, soap bubbles collecting around his mouth.

He was too derped to notice but he could have sworn he peed a little on impact too. His wee wee felt like it was dripping something warm.

Oh well. Beddy bye time.

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Uh-oh. Say it ain't so, Leo.

What would you do if it were you?