A/N: Here's Boris Yeltsin's second story, posted here temporarily until FanFiction clears up his posting dilema.
Phil Diffy, Babysitter
By Boris Yeltsin
Phil played the messages on the answering machine.
He was alone.
Mom and dad were on another road trip, and Pim was who-knew-where, doing
who-knew-what.
Keely's message caught his eye.
He couldn't believe it, she was willing to be turned back into a baby.
He found the New-Ager, and his Wizrd, and set to work.
He called Keely, who came over later.
"Hey."
"Got your message."
"Yeah?"
"Let's go for it, pick the age."
"1."
"1 it is."
Phil had already turned part of his room into a nursery.
He pointed the New-Ager at her, set it up, and zap!
Keely shrank to a 1-year-old baby.
He picked her up.
"Awww, don't you look cute. You gonna be good for daddy?"
Keely nodded.
"Okay."
He gently laid her down in the crib.
"Let me know if you need anything."
"Kay Dada."