E.T. - The Regression
Elliott's classroom:
Ten-year-old Elliott sat at his desk, listening to the teacher speak. He could hardly concentrate, though, as he kept thinking of E.T., the alien he had found and had staying at his house. He had been drawing a picture of his friend, too, at least until the teacher came and made him stop. He had no idea of the bond E.T. had made with him, but was soon to discover just how strong it was.
Meanwhile, at Elliott's home:
E.T. was bored. All the earthlings had left and he was alone and wanted to explore. He extricated himself from the pile of stuffed animals and left the closet and the room, encountering the dog on the way. He waddled down the stairs and into the kitchen, intent on sampling the earthlings' food to see if it was edible. His first attempt, a jar of potato salad, was a dismal failure. Then he spotted something else and reached for it. . .a can of Watkin's AR Beer, and begins to chug it down.
Elliott's classroom:
Elliott, without warning, suddenly belches.
as we get into the dissection. . .
The eight year old thought "Where did that come from?. . .What do some of those words mean? Dissec? What?
At home:
A now smaller E.T. Staggers across the floor past several beer cans and hits a wall, and belches, falling on his butt.
At school:
Six year old Elliott is very confused. He thinks "What's happening to me? I feel strange. Why am I holding my pencil this way? What do all these words on this paper mean? Where are my crayons?", as he puts his pencil down. "What are all these big words the teacher is using? I feel hot", wiping sweat from his eyes and unbuttoning his shirt, revealing his pot belly.
AT home, a very small E.T. walks into another wall, becoming even younger and more drunk.
Elliott is now back in diapers, and quite drunk. The three year old thought, "Hehe, I feel strange, but kinda good. Why's it so hard to keep balanced? I gotta go potty! I can barely hold it!" He drunkenly raised his tiny hand, and without knowing started sliding down in his chair.
At home: A tiny E.T. tries to walk back to the fridge for more beer when his young legs give out on him, becoming too young to stand.
At school:
Elliott becomes too young for his legs to hold him in his chair, and falls down on the flooor, wetting himself uncontrollably. "Hehehe, I peed my diapey hehehehe", giggling uncontrollably.
E.T. crawls over to the fridge and opens another can of beer.
Elliott, now too young to even stand, pulls himself back up into his seat, smiling drunkenly, now soiling himself too. Too young and drunk to even hold his head straight, he turns and smiles at the girl next to him, wetting himself again as he does, and barely managing to stay in his chair. "Hehehe. I wet. I feel good. Mommy change me"
Later that day, Elliott's mother was called down to pick up her drunk infant son. To this day, no one knows what happened, as E.T. broke the bond after becoming too young to maintain it, and got so young he disappeared.