Morgana’s Phantom Dignity - Chapter 3: Nursery

Morgana felt really confident when he entered the metaverse next time. Something happened that he wasn’t surprised by.

They saw Champ at the entrance and the instant they did he was invited along to help with their training. The look on Champ’s face when this happened was adorable. Even Morgana would have to admit that. The sparkle in his eyes and the way he clamped his hands together before bouncing in excitement was like that of a little kid.

Morgana said nothing. He just sniffed with his eyes half open. He was going to wipe that smirk off his face by the time they were done with training today.

“Okay, we’ve got Champ with us this time!” Skull shouted with a raised fist. “Mona, turn into a car and drive us to this training area you told us about already!”

Morgana didn’t say anything at first. He just stood there and stared at Champ as he got a pat on the back from Panther.

Champ giggled but then stopped when he glanced at Mona’s face. Champ’s smiled disappeared as he felt that the way Morgana was looking at him was significantly different than it usually was. Something felt off.

“Did you hear me Mona?” Skull asked, leering down at him with a raised brow.

Morgana’s smile brightened. “I heard you Skull. I was just admiring our newest friend for a bit. Come along. I’ve got something special to show all of you. You’ll love it.”

He sauntered along, a spring in his step that made the others raise a brow. Now everyone was noticing how odd Mona was acting.

Champ sweatdropped. He was actually a bit put off by this for the first time since being around. Perhaps it was finally time to let loose and just properly explain himself to Morgana. Otherwise–!

They made their way down the creepy subways and reached a very low floor. It was a very veiny looking area that seemed to be leading to the entrance of a special room.

The entrance to this place was especially distorted looking despite not radiating that huge of an energy signature.

“Are we really going in there?” Queen asked.

“Seems a bit much for training don’t you think?” Noir asked.

Morgana merely smirked. “No, I promise you it’s not. Just take a step inside. Here, I’ll go first to show you it’s okay.”

With that, he spread his arms out and fell backwards into the room. Having trouble arguing with that, the rest followed suit.

Champ was the last one to go. He stood outside and stared at the swirly vortex of distortion for a second more before charging ahead and entering.

When he came out the other side and opened his eyes, his jaw dropped.

The area he was in was a new palace! However, it was designed to look like a giant baby nursery! What was going on?

“Uh… hello?!” Champ called out.

“HEY! WHAT’S GOING ON?!” Skull screamed from above. Champ looked up and saw Skull locked in what looked like a giant cage… shaped like a baby crib. The angry blonde growled as he clamped his hands around the bars and shook it. “I DEMAND ANSWERS! LET ME OUT OF THIS BULLSHIT BABY CRIB!”

“Hey! What is this?” Queen snapped, rattling her crib cage a bit away from her angry teammate.

“Is this part of the regimen?” Oracle looked confused as she sat in her crib as well. “I’ve gotta say, I’m pretty confused if it is.”

“Mona! Explanation please?” Fox shouted from his position a bit of a ways across from the others. He was next to Joker and Noir.

The only one not in a crib was Panther. She was stuck in a high pedestal, overlooking everything that was going on but unable to get down without serious injury.

“So… what exactly is the plan of action here?! Why am I SO HIGH UP!” Ann screamed from up top.

Champ looked around at the scattered Phantom Thieves, feeling the waves of their discontent rain down upon him. The room felt like it was swirling for him until he locked eyes with what lay ahead.

It was a large throne… and it was shaped like a high chair.

Sitting on it was Morgana. He didn’t have the most well put together look in his eyes either. He seemed a bit crazed.

Champ sweatdropped as he approached him, wanting to be the one to get the answers for the others. Obviously, this was about him after all.

“L-Listen, M-Mona… I’m sorry if–” Champ began but was swiftly interrupted.

“Shut up!” Morgana snapped and stood up in his high chair. With a gallant point at the small panda boy he cheekily continued. “THIS is where the training begins. It’ll be a simple test of might. Defeat me in combat again and the others shall be set free. Fail to do so in time and they’ll be made a part of my new training room forever!”

The others heard this and shouted out a loud “WHAT?!” all at the same time.

As they complained overhead, Champ just stared at Morgana. His eyes were a fiendish yellow and he seemed to have a purple aura around him that no one else had noticed.

Champ raised his palm to signal to the others to be quiet. They got the jist and piped down which allowed Champ to speak.

“Morgana… this isn’t a training room and this isn’t a test. I think you’ve manifested a palace within Mementos and haven’t realized it yet.” Champ said.

Morgana sputtered his lips. “Bah! Say whatever crazy thing you want. You’re not getting out of this without looking bad!”

“You’re the one that’s looking bad here, not me!” Champ insisted. “Calm down and we can talk about this. Don’t you see the metaphorical transformation going on around you? It’s a reflection of what’s in your heart and you’re acting like a big baby!”

Morgana snarled and tightened the grip on both his paws. You could practically hear the boss battle music playing as he let his new power surge.

“No… I’m… NOT!” He shouted and a wave of dark energy almost struck Champ. He was blown back a bit as a result but kept his cool.

Morgana jumped down from his high chair throne and took several steps forward. Each step he took allowed for a new article of clothing to pop on his body, replacing the usual outfit he wore bit by bit.

One step saw baby booties appear on his feet. Another saw a baby diaper with baby block and teddy bear decorations on it to replace his pants and underwear. He had a bib that popped up around his neck with a pacifier on a string to go with it. Then finally, he manifested an old fashioned baby bonnet on his head.

“Face me! I’m way more cool headed and powerful then you and you’re just too scared to let me prove it!” Morgana shouted aloud.

“Morgana… we really don’t have to–!” Champ began.

“NO! No more talking!” Morgana smirked and whipped out a baby bottle full of milk. He twirled it around like one would a pistol before pointing it at Champ and firing off a blast!

Champ dodged out of the way of the first hit, watching as the milk blast shot past him and exploded an area of the floor into baby blocks behind him.

“Hmph. Alright. I guess we do this the hard way like you want,” Champ said this as he began running.

Morgana laughed as he fired of shots of milk from the baby bottle at Champ repeatedly, making him race around the area as though this were a game.

“Hurry, hurry. The others won’t last too much longer before folding into my set-up here!” Morgana laughed.

“What does he even mean by tha–AH!” Skull yelped as his crib began to slowly move towards what looked like a large funnel. “Wait, what’s going on?! Am I going to be dumped into that thing?”

He couldn’t see where the funnel would pop him out at this angle. All he knew was it likely wasn’t going to be anywhere he enjoyed.

Champ saw this start to happen out of the corner of his eye and moved forward to try and close the gap between him and this very upset cat.

Morgana’s milk bottle blasts were seemingly way stronger up close and Champ almost took one to the knee as a result of being well within target range. However, his swift movements were not to be underestimated.

The panda boy leaped at the last second and clamped his fists together to slam them down on top of Morgana’s head!

The cat’s eyes rattled and he let out a torrent of spit. With temporarily crossed eyes, he swayed a bit before grinning and producing a baby rattle from behind his back.

“TAKE THIS!” Morgana shouted and slammed the weapon upside Champ’s chin.

Champ’s eyes crossed this time and he clenched his teeth. He was suspended in mid-air for a split second but composed himself to finish the arc and landed on bended knee right when Morgana tried to take another swing at him with the deceptively hard rattle.

“Nope. Not today!” Champ snapped and rammed his fist into Morgana’ gut at an incredibly low angle.

“HOOOOGUH!” Morgana lurched and practically fell over Champ’s arm. The panda boy didn’t want him to regain much of his senses here so he quickly followed that up with a punch to the face that sent Morgana hurdling backwards.

The cat slammed into his high chair throne and it toppled over before crashing to pieces. Morgana was face down in the debris, twitching with his diapered rump pointing outward.

Champ panted a bit but heard Skull yelling in the background. He turned and saw the blonde boy get dumped down the funnel. The other Phantom Thieves shouted out for him in shock and despair.

At least until Skull popped out of the end of it. He was no longer dressed like Skull. Now he was just Ryuji and in a kitten themed diaper, suspended from a baby bouncer.

Ryuji blinked and then his face flushed red.

“HEY! WHAT THE–?!” He began to scream but a pacifier was shoved into his mouth from a shadowy hand that sprung from the walls of this created room.

Ryuji merely pouted and suckled on it with his arms crossed.

Joker’s crib cage was moving towards the funnel next and he instantly began to panic.

Champ was relieved the punishment didn’t look too bad but the fact that this area was still intact meant Morgana wasn’t done.

He turned his attention back towards him only to see that the cat was swinging a rattle down at him.

Champ caught his arm before it hit him and then gasped when Morgana swung his other arm at him from the side. He successfully nailed him and sent Champ soaring to the right.

“OW! OW! OW!” Champ grunted as he bounced along the ground and then clawed at the ground to make him stop.

“Haha! Two rattles, jerk!” Morgana licked his lips as he approached the panda boy.

Great. Now Morgana was dual wielding rattles. He needed to end this quickly!

“Sorry but your rattles are no match for my fists of truth!” Champ shouted and charged at Morgana right as he swung the first rattle down.

As this was happening, Joker was dropped through the shoot next. He wasn’t able to claw his way out and soon popped out a diapered dork and landed in a baby bouncer next to Ryuji. Ryuji didn’t say anything. He just sucked on the pacifier that was jammed into his mouth.

Champ had to hurry… so he did.

He blocked the rattle and then curled up his fist before launching his first fist of truth right into Morgana’s tummy!

Morgana’s eyes bugged out as a large mountain of words appeared in the airspace behind him that read “YOU’RE ACTING LIKE A BIG BABY!”

Champ grabbed his other arm and plucked the second rattle out of his hand before swinging around and slamming it into his chin!

As Morgana was hit again, his eyes crossed and he began wetting the diaper he was wearing. The words in the air space shifted to say “YOU’RE GETTING PUNISHED FOR BEING A BRAT!”

Champ twirled around and rammed his two palms into Morgana’s gut and sent him flying! He drooled and gurgled, landing hard onto the ground right as the words in the air shifted to say “IT’S NAPTIME, DUMB BABY!”

Morgana was laid out flat, tongue out and looking even more ridiculous than he did before. He heard chirping birdies but was too asleep to admire them. It was over.

Champ sighed and wiped his forehead, feeling the area start to fade.

“Come on guys. We gotta get out of here!” He shouted.

“Agreed!” Panther shouted before snickering. “But do we have to? They look so cute!”

She was gesturing to Ryuji and Joker who merely blushed and did twin paci suckling in response to that…

—

After the incident with Morgana some changes were made, unsurprisingly.

Champ was officially made a new member of the Phantom Thieves. He really was a shadow, just like Morgana, but he saw these people and wanted to be their friends and did whatever he could to help out. On top of that, he wasn’t a little baby about it.

Morgana was still a member of the gang but they found the baby get-up he had when his palace formed was quite fitting… so he was kept in it.

“Alright Phantom Thieves… and child, let’s MOVE OUT!” Champ shouted, leading the way along with the others.

Morgana sulked as he teetered along in a diaper, bib, baby bonnet, and pacifier on a string. He was currently suckling on a bottle of warm milk.

He didn’t say anything but the “Go Team” spirit wasn’t there, clearly.

If he thought he was the champ before, he certainly wasn’t any longer.

“My palace being a nursery means nothing…” He muttered to himself, tugging at his diaper a bit to make it feel more comfy on his butt.

Denial was a hard drug to quit.