"Ugh! People and their copyright issues! Rewrite! Rewrite! Rewrite! Argh…I hate Hollywood," ranted a very frustrated brunette woman.
The wall next to the desk she sat at writing started shaking and a burst of screaming pierced through to her ears. She let out a frustrated sigh and closed her eyes. As she to 20 under her breath, a succession of thuds, crashes, and screeching laughter was heard again. Calm had officially left her now, along with what little sanity she had left. The girl chucked her pen across the floor, stood up, and marched angrily to her front door. After she put her slipper shoes on, she slammed her door and began banging on her new neighbor's door.
'Not exactly a good way to meet the new neighbors,' she thought as yet another round of intense screaming rang through the door, 'but then again, I don't really care at the moment!'
A few moments later, two very bewildered young men answered the door. What looked like various colors of silly string was hanging off the both of them. The taller of the two shouted, "Sorry we don't have room for anymore kids!"
The young woman found that she couldn't muster up on ounce of anger; the sight before her was just too hilarious. Leaning sideways, the girl saw about 15 kids going haywire in the background. She shook her head tentatively and asked, "Is it just the two of you babysitting all these kids?"
The boys nodded weakly.
"Would you like some help?"
The boys nodded furiously.
She walked into the midst of chaos and muttered, "It's like Lord of the Flies in here!"
Finding the nearest remote, she turned on a random kid's show; and instantly all the kids found a seat and became very quiet. "You guys will be good for about 10 minutes, after that the show will be over."
When the girl made her way to the door, the boys cut her off and stood in front of the door. "Please don't leave us," begged the taller one.
"Yeah, we have no idea what we're doing," the shorter, dark haired one added.
"Really, I hadn't noticed," she chuckled, "Relax! I'm just going next door to grab a couple kids-occupying items, okay?"
The boys visibly relaxed and moved away from the door.
True to her word she was back in a matter of moments. As the ending credits came on the television, the kids had just started to stir. Before the kids registered that they could have free reign again the girl called their attention, "Who wants to hear some creepy, scary stories?"
The black haired boy panicked. "What are you doing," he demanded under his breath as the kids gathered around, "The parents will kill us if they have nightmares!"
"Yeah," agreed the taller, blonde one, "and we really need to get paid, we owe a lot of money to our manager."
"Would you two sit down, and enjoy? Or would you like me to leave? Either way doesn't matter to me."
The two boys were still nervous, but sit down behind the group of kids nonetheless. The girl started reading to the kids from the book Sideways Stories from Wayside School by Louis Sachar. The kids were mesmerized, and the girl had to suppress a laugh as the two guys in the back began to show that they had heard these stories before. After a few stories, the kids became a bit restless. "Who wants to make a mess?"
"YEAH," the kids screamed in unison.
"NO," the boys screamed at the same time, "What are you doing?"
"Have I led you astray so far?"
The boys fell silent and nervously followed her into the kitchen. "We are going to make some cool shaped brownies and chocolate chip cookies, and then we are going to sell them to the nice people that live around here – and before you ask, yes you can each have a cookie and a brownie, and yes I will give you some money for helping."
"All right," most of the kids said.
From her kid-occupying stuff the girl pulled out several brownie mixes and cookie dough rolls and cut outs or random shapes. After she gave the kids different jobs to do, she set to cleaning the mess they made behind them. The two boys were too shocked to say much, but they helped clean as well. Once all the goodies were made, and the kids had their share, the group of them headed outside and started selling like crazy.
A few hours later the parents picked up their very happy kids and paid the boys off. The girl who had been their savior in turn handed them the money from their impromptu bake sale. "Now, if you don't mind. I have some peace and quiet to go work in."
Before either one had a chance to say anything, she took off to her apartment.
A/N I was bet by a friend that it was impossible for me to write a story that wasn't rated M. This is my answer to prove her wrong. Now if you follow my stories you'll notice there are a lot more things different here then the ratings. I know, I know…from a very dark version of Twilight to Detroit Rock City to Labyrinth…now Big Time Rush. There's nothing twisted or sexual like my usual things, however there's a lot to be said for innocent fluff =) Don't worry I'm still continuing my Twilight story and my last 2 installments of my DRC series, but after this is done.
