Babysitting
By: Reboo
email: rlw1985@hotmail.com or lngwp@oz.zzn.com
She peeked her head out from around the doorway. The coast was clear. Not knowing what she had been doing at the time, she had gotten herself engaged in a game of Hide and Seek with Duo and Hilde's kids, as well as Relena and Heero's. Never again would she volunteer to babysitt. The children were terrors. Not to mention they were 5, 3, and 2. Their energy didn't seem to end. Right now the kids were after her. A dreadful feeling was in her gut. They were probably up to something. Not what she needed.
Tiptoeing down the hallway she made it to the library, another empty room. Of course, she wasn't sure that was such a good thing. The young woman froze as laughter echoed down the corridor towards her. The little devils were nearby. They were toying with the former OZ lieutenant. A grin spread across her face, as a plan came into mind. After all, she had been the captain of the guards here in the Cinq palace. Secret passages were well within her grasp. Keeping up right behind them, then launching a surprise attack seemed like a good idea.
Their parents had said they were good little kids. They had lied, right after they had left, all three of them had mauled her, or tried to at the very least. Jason, at five was the brains, Su, at three was the obedient little tag along, and Dean, at two was the real trouble maker, he listened to no one, and he was a strong little kid, who could already chuck the dining room chairs. Not a good sign.
Carefully creeping towards the bookcase, she made it move, then entered her password to allow access into the passageway. The passageway sealed up behind her, and the soldier in her grinned. The rascals wouldn't know what was coming till it hit them.
"Water balloons." Jason read off.
"Check," Sue answered struggling to put the red bucket infront of the older boy.
"Glue"
"Check." The little girl turned around to pick it up. Dean was spreading the glue all over the floor. "Deaner," she cried out in anger, hands on her hips as she had seen her mother do so many times. "Stop that," she yelled.
Dean turned round to face her, grinning from ear to ear as he did so, and continued to plaster the floor with the glue. Sue stomped over and tried to grab it from him, and he promptly swung back, and she broke out in tears. "He hit me, he hit me," she yelled through fake tears. Mommy had always said she was the little actress.
Jason stood there watching them with a discontented look on his face. This would just not do. He walked over and took the glue away from Dean.
"It's mine, It's mine," he yelled showing off his muscles the way all the wrestles did when he watche TV with his father.
"Come and get it."
Dean lunged, and the older boy sidestepped, letting Dean run full into the shelves. Confused Dean landed on his butt, and began to cry. His head hurt. Soon enough though he stopped, and got back on his feet with a scowl on his face.
Jason ordered them to pick up the supplies, and head out then stopped. "Is Uncle Zechs still home?" he asked them, a mischevious note in his voice.
Su looked at him questiongly. "Mmmm, I think so. I didn't see him leave with mom and dad." She titled her head in that innocent manner, appearing as she didn't know what he was thinking.
"Follow me then," he grinned, and set off for his Uncles room. He'd just grab his mom's makeup, and scissors on the way.
The babysitter placed her ear against the wall of the playroom. Jason was ordering them around. Not much else could be caught, but she did hear them whisper something about Zechs, and scissors. She sat there for a couple moments as she heard them leave, then it hit her. Zechs and scissors, they were going to cut his hair. 'Oh god,' she thought and rushed as fast as she could towards Zechs' room, he was not going to be happy if he woke up to having short hair, or no hair at all.
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A/N: Hopefully this was fun to read, I'm trying my hand at a little bit of humor for once, so please let me know what you think. Till next time. (If there is one)
By: Reboo
email: rlw1985@hotmail.com or lngwp@oz.zzn.com
She peeked her head out from around the doorway. The coast was clear. Not knowing what she had been doing at the time, she had gotten herself engaged in a game of Hide and Seek with Duo and Hilde's kids, as well as Relena and Heero's. Never again would she volunteer to babysitt. The children were terrors. Not to mention they were 5, 3, and 2. Their energy didn't seem to end. Right now the kids were after her. A dreadful feeling was in her gut. They were probably up to something. Not what she needed.
Tiptoeing down the hallway she made it to the library, another empty room. Of course, she wasn't sure that was such a good thing. The young woman froze as laughter echoed down the corridor towards her. The little devils were nearby. They were toying with the former OZ lieutenant. A grin spread across her face, as a plan came into mind. After all, she had been the captain of the guards here in the Cinq palace. Secret passages were well within her grasp. Keeping up right behind them, then launching a surprise attack seemed like a good idea.
Their parents had said they were good little kids. They had lied, right after they had left, all three of them had mauled her, or tried to at the very least. Jason, at five was the brains, Su, at three was the obedient little tag along, and Dean, at two was the real trouble maker, he listened to no one, and he was a strong little kid, who could already chuck the dining room chairs. Not a good sign.
Carefully creeping towards the bookcase, she made it move, then entered her password to allow access into the passageway. The passageway sealed up behind her, and the soldier in her grinned. The rascals wouldn't know what was coming till it hit them.
"Water balloons." Jason read off.
"Check," Sue answered struggling to put the red bucket infront of the older boy.
"Glue"
"Check." The little girl turned around to pick it up. Dean was spreading the glue all over the floor. "Deaner," she cried out in anger, hands on her hips as she had seen her mother do so many times. "Stop that," she yelled.
Dean turned round to face her, grinning from ear to ear as he did so, and continued to plaster the floor with the glue. Sue stomped over and tried to grab it from him, and he promptly swung back, and she broke out in tears. "He hit me, he hit me," she yelled through fake tears. Mommy had always said she was the little actress.
Jason stood there watching them with a discontented look on his face. This would just not do. He walked over and took the glue away from Dean.
"It's mine, It's mine," he yelled showing off his muscles the way all the wrestles did when he watche TV with his father.
"Come and get it."
Dean lunged, and the older boy sidestepped, letting Dean run full into the shelves. Confused Dean landed on his butt, and began to cry. His head hurt. Soon enough though he stopped, and got back on his feet with a scowl on his face.
Jason ordered them to pick up the supplies, and head out then stopped. "Is Uncle Zechs still home?" he asked them, a mischevious note in his voice.
Su looked at him questiongly. "Mmmm, I think so. I didn't see him leave with mom and dad." She titled her head in that innocent manner, appearing as she didn't know what he was thinking.
"Follow me then," he grinned, and set off for his Uncles room. He'd just grab his mom's makeup, and scissors on the way.
The babysitter placed her ear against the wall of the playroom. Jason was ordering them around. Not much else could be caught, but she did hear them whisper something about Zechs, and scissors. She sat there for a couple moments as she heard them leave, then it hit her. Zechs and scissors, they were going to cut his hair. 'Oh god,' she thought and rushed as fast as she could towards Zechs' room, he was not going to be happy if he woke up to having short hair, or no hair at all.
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A/N: Hopefully this was fun to read, I'm trying my hand at a little bit of humor for once, so please let me know what you think. Till next time. (If there is one)