It took all of my self control to keep from ripping their throats out but I had to remember that this was my last hope at a steady job and if I messed up the pack would surely exclude me. I looked at the little demons that were causing me so much turmoil and sighed, it was going to be a long night. The losky twins were swinging from the lamppost… and considering the fact that they are only two most people would find this just a little weird.
Monkeys were always the worst but the most eager to think the best of people, after all why would their parents have left their two bundles of joy alone with me? The shrieking of the phone brought me back to the present and managed to scare one of them into releasing his hold on the lamppost. I took this as a good sign and immediately scooped him up before he could latch onto anything else.
"Hello Losky residence?" I said as I answered the phone, balancing the very uncooperative thing on my left hip.
"Hello Izzy dear, is everything all right?"
I looked at the nearly trashed living room in front of me and gulped, I could hear loud music in the background so I knew that they were still at the club.
"Yes everything is fine." I lied.
"Good I just wanted to check, we'll be home very soon."
I slammed the phone down in panic and annoyance, I had just a few minutes to pry a hyperactive toddler off the ceiling, clean the house up and get them into bed before my potential employers got home. Why the hell did I agree to a trial run?
"Because you're desperate that's why." I said to myself.
I put the one slung under my arm to sleep first then went back downstairs to tackle my other problem. I let the brat think he had the upper hand while I cleaned up and left him alone. It wasn't long before he did something that would cause any normal person to call up their psychologist. He leapt up towards the ceiling turned in midair and grew a long tail, using it to latch onto the solitary light bulb in the two bed roomed apartment. I, on the other hand had seen much worse