Disclaimer: None of the characters represented in this fanfiction are owned by me. All characters and rights go to Nickelodeon and Viacom.
Chapter 1: Certified Babysitters
The story begins at the Nicktoons HQ, where the team are counting over the money they made with their newest profession; babysitting.
"Wow, those Pickles' sure were grateful for us babysitting their sons!" SpongeBob said, brushing through a stack of dollars.
"I'm still not sure as to why we're becoming Vickys all of a sudden." Timmy said, unoptimistic over their new jobs.
"Well, we need something to do when we're not risking our necks trying to save Nickworld every day, Timmy. And besides, it's perfect practice for us when it comes time for us to have kids~." Trixie replied, ruffling Timmy's hair, making him blush.
"I wonder who we're gonna babysit next...?" Dudley said, rubbing his chin.
As Dudley says this, the phone began to ring. SpongeBob approached the phone, and picked it up.
"Hello, you've reached Nicktoon Babysitters! How may we help you, today?"
The other three can hear mumbling through the phone, as SpongeBob jotted down something on his notebook. SpongeBob then thanked the person for their services, and hung up.
"Alright guys, we got another job today! We're supposed to watch the children at 1216 Franklin Avenue, Royal Woods. According to the lady on the phone, she and her husband have eleven kids at home, and that we have to watch their six younger kids, while the rest of the family are off at a spa resort for a few days." SpongeBob explained, going through his notepad.
"ELEVEN kids?! Are we dealing with a family of rabbits or something?!" Dudley said, flabbergasted by SpongeBob's observations.
"I'm not sure, but they're probably expecting us, so we better get there right away." Trixie said, as she was reaching for the keys to the NickMobile. "Hey, where are the car keys?!"
As she said this, she, Dudley and Timmy heard the NickMobile's engine starting outside, and sees SpongeBob in the driver's seat.
"Uhm, maybe it would be best if you didn't drive, SpongeBob." Timmy said, trembling in fear of wrecking the car again.
"Aw, come on, guys! I know I've wrecked the car before, but believe me, I can prove that I can drive! Pleeeease?!" SpongeBob whined, with sad puppy eyes on his face.
sigh* "Okay SpongeBob, we'll let you drive. Just please be sure you know what you're doing this time." Trixie said, as they got into the car.
As it turned out, the minute the other three entered their hybrid-vehicle, SpongeBob immediately slammed on the gas pedal, causing the car to shoot out onto the road, like a bullet out of a gun.
Meanwhile, at 1216 Franklin Avenue, Royal Woods, six kids; a white-haired boy in an orange polo shirt and jeans, a pale-skinned girl dressed in black, a young blonde girl dressed as a princess, another blonde dressed as a dirty plumber, a brunette in glasses wearing a green sweater, and a baby blonde wearing a diaper, were sitting on the couch of their living room, as their five older siblings and their parents are seen carrying some pieces of luggage outside.
"Now kids, the babysitters will be here in a few minutes, and I want all of you to be on your best behaviors while we're gone, understand?" Rita Loud said, talking to her younger children.
"I still don't get it, Mom! Why do we need babysitters? Aren't I perfectly capable of taking care of my younger sisters by myself?!" Lincoln Loud said, protesting against the idea of taken care of by strangers.
"That's not what we've seen the last time we let you do such, son." Lynn Loud Sr. said.
A flashback shows the parents and their five oldest daughters coming home, only to see their house a complete mess, with Lincoln supposedly knocked out during the madness. The flashback ends.
"Sorry son, but you're just not ready enough to watch over your younger sisters on your own. But don't worry, maybe some day you'll be ready." Rita said, trying to comfort her son.
snickering* "Yeah, when pigs fly!" Lynn Loud Jr. said, as she and some of her older sisters were laughing at that remark.
"Wait, pigs can fly?!" Leni Loud said, completely missing the point of the joke, as everyone else around her facepalms at that remark.
"Ugh, when are those stupid babysitters gonna be here?! The spa is literally calling for me!" Lori Loud said, impatiently tapping her foot in frustration.
"Lori, dear, I'm sure that they'll be here right about-"
Rita's comment was interupted by the sound of a car colliding into the front yard of their house as four figures dart through the window, falling onto the floor.
"-now..."
"Seriously Mom? You're letting two twerps, a sponge, and a dog watch over our younger siblings?" Lori said, in complete disbelief.
"Now, Lori, based on their previous jobs, these people have proven to be very reliable."
The four managed to regain consciousness, and realize where they were, and how they came in.
"Wow, way to show how much you've learned, SpongeBob!" Timmy yelled sarcastically.
"Sorry. Oh hey, we're here!" SpongeBob said.
"Oh, you must be the babysitters! How...er, pleasant of you to drop by! And you are?" Rita said, extending her hand to shake SpongeBob's.
"SpongeBob SquarePants, at your service, ma'am!" SpongeBob said, shaking the mother's hand, while extending his other arm to his side, showing the other three. "And these are my friends, Timmy Turner, Trixie Tang, and Dudley Puppy!"
"Well, a pleasure to meet you all! My name is Rita Loud, and this is my husband Lynn Sr., and these are our children, Lori, Leni, Luna, Luan, Lynn, Lincoln, Lucy, Lola, Lana, Lisa, and Lily."
"Wow! You weren't kidding when you said you had a big family!" *looks over at Lincoln and the young sisters* "And I assume we're supposed to be watching over you guys, right?"
They just sat there in awe, not wanting to believe that the people babysitting them are who they think they are.
"Uhm, you guys okay?" Timmy said.
"Okay?! We're ecstatic! We're being taken care of by the Nicktoons themselves!" Lincoln said, in a kind of tone that sounded fangirly.
"So, you've actually heard about us?"
"Of course we have! Everyone in town talks about you guys and your adventures!"
"Your journeys alway find a way to light up my dark heart." Lucy said, in her monotone voice.
"You're on TV, for goodness sakes! And anyone on TV is famous!" Lola said.
"I even have your video games!" Lincoln said, holding a game cover.
"Heh, it seems you don't have a thing to worry about, Mr. and Mrs. Loud! Your kids are in good hands!" SpongeBob said, sitting in the couch between Lola and Lana.
"I wouldn't get comfortable just yet, dudes. This house is prone to loudness and chaos." Luna said.
"Yeah, life here really BOOMS with activity! Haha, get it?!" Luan said.
Everyone groaned at Luan's terrible joke, except for SpongeBob. He didn't care that the joke was either good or bad, he responded to the joke with his trademark laughter.
"That's a good one!"
"Wow, never before hash anyone laughed at Luan'sh jokesh that hard. Well, maybe exchept for Dad." Lisa said, in her lispy voice.
"Oh gosh, look at the time! We better get going! You guys have a great time!" Lynn Sr. said, pacing out the door.
"Oh, by the way; good luck, you're gonna need it." Lori sternly said, as she walked out the door.
"What's with her?" Timmy glaringly said.
"That's how Lori normally acts. She's usually our authority figure whenever our parents leave us alone, and she can be very strict when she wants to be." Lincoln explained.
"Oh? How strict?" SpongeBob curiously said.
"So strict that she'll turn you into a human pretzel if you step one foot into her room."
"...Ooh. Well, we're not about being strict! We're about having fun! So, what do you guys want to do first?"
To be continued...