I know that things haven't gone as planned, but there was something that I wanted to do. For the fans of Joey's Perfect Girlfriend, here's the sequel: Joey's Babysitting Skills!
Hey, guys! Remember me? Tha name's Joey Wheeler, third best duelist in the world, and toughest guy in Domino. Now, I know that we left a cliffhanger when we last saw me and I wasn't in the greatest mood of them all. Yeah, that rich jerk Kaiba is now my brother-in-law, and my sister already had the baby after the wedding.
If you really want to know what my situation is right now, it's a really long story. Now I heard a crash in the bathroom, and ran down there to find the son of the devil incarnate, aka my nephew Saito, digging into the toothpaste and squirt the whole thing right on my shirt and face. I grabbed the little junior jerk and put him in my sis's old room, locking the door to make sure that he didn't get out.
About that story.....Yeah, my life is ruined.
See, a few months after my nephew was born, Seren came to the door holding everything for the baby. I was so confused about what was going on, but she told me that her and Moneybags were taking their honeymoon now, and they couldn't take their son with them. So, me and Mai were stuck with caring for my relative for the next two weeks.
~Flashback~
"What!? Are you serious?! I can't take care of that...that monster!"
"Joey, we been through this on the phone. Seto and I are going to take our honeymoon now because I don't want to regret this in memories to come. Now, if even one hair is missing or bruise is seen on my son, you'll never be able to see the light of day ever again and I'll be sure that precious deck of yours is burned to the ground! Understand!?"
~End~
You be scared too if your sister went crazy! Now, a week after we got the baby, Mai said to me that she had to leave for her family reunion for the rest of this week. Is she crazy!? I don't even know how to take care of a baby! Well, if you want to know the dialogue for that, in your dreams. The argument was very long and a few "choice" words were said, so I spare you the agony of it.
So, the week of my worst life began, with me taking care of the devil incarnate's son. I heard him crying and went into the room, smelling a putrid odor in the air.......Oh no. Anything but diapers! I went through therapy to get over that! Great, now my life's even worse!
R&R, people!