Codename: Kids Next Door copyright Mr. Warburton
Transformers copyright Hasbro
Opperation: T.R.A.N.S.F.O.R.M.
Chapter 00: New Babysitter
[Lincoln Household]
KA-BLAM!
Two Afican-American girls sprinted through their house, blasting at each other with weapons.
one was Twelve Years Old.
she wore a red cap and a blue shirt with white stripes on the sides
the other was her Sixteen year old sister.
who for SOME REASON, wore Ninja Styled body armor.
"TAKE THAT, CREE!" exclaimed the twelve year old, firing a "gumball gun" at her sister
Cree dodged the gumballs, and retaliated with a wrist laser.
"NICE TRY, "Crabigail"!"
"That's ABIGAIL!" shouted Abby
Cree just scoffed.
"whatever, DORK."
as the sisters fought, they damaged the rooms in the house pretty badly.
soon, they ran out of ammo/energy...and, began to fight Hand-to-Hand.
as they struggled...they suddenly saw a car pull up: their PARENTS car.
this instantly broke them out of their fight...and, into a PANIC.
"CRAP!, their home early!" exclaimed Cree, who changed back into her civilian outfit.
"and, we just TRASHED the house!
they gonna KILL US when they see-"
the door then opened, and their parents walked in.
"CREE!, ABIGAIL!
We're HO-AHHHHH!"
Mrs. Lincoln froze in shock as she saw the destroyed rooms in her house.
"GOOD GRAVY, KIDS!
WHAT In THE SAM HILL HAVE YOU BEEN DOING!" exclaimed Mr. Lincoln
Cree and Abgail looked at each other.
"uhhhhh...playing games?" said Abby, nervously
"PLaying WHAT!: Indoor Football!"
"Uhhhh...YEAH!
Sure, let's go with that!" said Cree
Mrs. Lincoln began to exclaimed angrily in French.
"oh, great...there goes your mother.
with teh Screaming, and the Native Language, and the Hair Pulling-"
"GAHH!, that is IT!" shouted Mrs. Lincoln
Cree and Abigail immediatly stood straight knowing their mother's anger was NOT to be trifled with.
"this is the UPTEENTH TIME I've left you two alone and, came back to see the house in SHAMBLES!"
Mrs. Lincoln stared down at her eldest Daughter.
"and, YOU haven't seemed to do a very good job at keeping things NEAT and TIDY, young lady."
"But, mo-"
"ZIP IT!"
Cree held her mouth shut.
"it's CLEAR you need some help in watching Abby.
so, I have no choice...but to Hire a Babysitter to help you."
"WHAT!" exclaimed Cree and Abby in union, none of them pleased at this
"B-BUT, MOM!
I don't need any help with ABIGAIL!"
"my destroyed house begs to differ."
Abby crossed her arms and huffed.
"I don't need another babysitter!
I can take care of myself!"
"Abby, you just a kid."
"TWELVE YEARS OLD, MOM!"
"Your STILL a kid, cheri.
and, it's CLEAR that you need more than what your sister can provide."
"but-"
"NO BUTS!, YOUNG LADY...my mind is made up."
Abby exhaled forcefully.
Mrs. Lincoln then grabbed a telephone and dialed a number.
"hello?, Burtonville Times?
I need an AD to be placed in the newspaper."
Abby and Cree just glared at each other giving "This-Is-All-YOUR-FAULT" looks.
