This fic came to me in science class of all places. It's dedicated to my best friend Larnie- I'll never forget sitting in science with you while watching Mythbusters with the class, writing down all the random ideas we got LOL =)

I'd always wanted to read a fic like this, but I haven't really seen any, so I wrote one myself =)

None of it is supposed to be dirty or paedophile-ish, I just thought I'd classify that before I started. This was also my first attempt to write a story not in first person, so it might be a little bad lol. This fic is only supposed to be a light-hearted, fun fic, so don't read too much into it!

DISCLAIMER: I don't own McFly or anyone or anything associated with them.

Enjoy and review =)


It was Friday morning at the McFly house and everyone was asleep. Tom woke suddenly to the piercing ring of the phone.

'Tom, phone!' Danny called from his bedroom.

Tom sighed and threw the blankets off himself, jogging down the stairs to where the phone lay flashing and ringing on the kitchen counter.

'Yeah?' he said sleepily.

'Good morning Tom. Is my son there?' Dougie's mum's voice asked cheerily.

'Yeah, I'll go get Dougie for you,' Tom replied with a yawn, heading back up the stairs, phone in hand. He opened the door to Dougie's room where he was lying under his blankets, arms and one leg hanging off the side of the bed, mouth open.

'Doug, phone,' Tom said, lazily tossing the phone on top of the blankets and sleepily making his way out of Dougie's room to hopefully go and get some more sleep. Dougie woke with a start and rolled over. He noticed the phone and his door open and picked it up, putting it to his ear.

'Hello?' he said drowsily.

'Hi Doug, how are you?' his mum's voice asked.

'Yeah, fine,' he said sarcastically.

'Good, good,' she replied.

'Why did you call so early?' Dougie asked, sitting up in bed and pulling his blankets up, covering his legs with them and yawning.

'It's not early Dougs, its eleven-thirty, now I have a favour to ask you and the rest of the boys.'

'Yeah?'

'You remember my friend Jane?' she asked.

'Yeah,' Dougie said again.

'Well she's going away tomorrow to sort some things out with her husband for five days and there's no one else to take care of her twins while she's away,' she said.

'I didn't even know she had kids,' Dougie replied.

'Yeah, well I was just wondering if you and the others can look after them for the weekend. It'll do you good and they're lovely kids,' she said hopefully.

'Can I call you back mum? I've just got to ask Tom and the others first,' Dougie replied.

'Alright darling, call me back soon,' she said.

'Bye mum.'

'Bye Dougs.'

Dougie hung up the phone. He needed a way to wake the rest of them up. He grinned evilly as an idea popped into his head.


'MCFLY MEETING!!!! LIVING ROOM NOW!!' Dougie shouted, loudly and brightly, walking through the house with one of Harry's drums and a drumstick, hitting it as hard as he could, before heading down to the living room and turning on the TV and putting his feet on the coffee table, waiting.

'Dougie, what the hell is your problem?! I was sleeping.'

Danny was the first to arrive.

'Just sit down,' Dougie replied.

Tom and Harry eventually turned up and sat on the couch, both looking sleepy.

'Dougie, why do you need us? Did you forget how to use the microwave again? You just open the door by pressing the button that says "open", then you put the food in-,' Harry started.

'Harry, shut up this is serious,' Dougie snapped back.

He loved his band mates but it was hard to get them to be serious. They all looked at him with content and tired looks.

'Mum called me just before. Her friend is going away for five days and they've got twins. They want to know if we can look after them,' Dougie said, bracing for what they'd say.

'How old are they?' Tom asked.

'I dunno. Ten or eleven probably,' he replied, making a number up on the spot. Well, it had been ten years since he had seen her. Everyone was unnaturally quiet, making Dougie nervous. He clasped his hands in his lap.

'We're not busy this weekend are we?' Harry asked and everyone else shook their heads.

'I was going to go out tonight...' Danny trailed off.

'Well cancel your plans Dan, we're becoming babysitters,' Tom sighed.

'More like the Baby Borrowers from that show,' Harry added, handing the phone back to Dougie, who called him mum.

'Hello?' his mum's familiar voice answered.

'Hi mum, its fine, we can look after the kids for Jane,' he said.

'Doug, that's fantastic! She's here now, so I'll tell her and she'll bring them around soon?' she said.

'Okay, thanks mum, bye,' Dougie said, hanging up the phone and putting it on Danny's head, where it slipped off and landed on a plate of stale pizza left over from the night before. He turned back and faced his band mates, who were all staring at him, completely ignoring the newly tomato sauce covered phone.

'She's bringing them around soon,' Dougie said, flopping down on the couch next to Danny.

'Alright, come on then, we better go get ready then...and child-proof the house,' Tom said, jumping up from the couch.

'But if they're older we won't need to,' Danny replied, leaning back against the back of the couch, sticking his feet in the air and somersaulting over the back, kicking the plate of pizza and phone onto the carpet, where it left a reddish brown smear of tomato sauce next to Tom's foot. Tom sighed. He didn't even have to say anything. Danny knew what he meant. He got up and went to the cleaning products cupboard and began scrubbing at the stain while everyone else went to get ready.


The doorbell rang at exactly the same time as the clock in the hall struck one.

'Doug, get the door!' Danny called. He was on his front searching under the couch for his iPod which had slipped under there when he was trying to make it slide all the way down his leg and flick off the end of his foot. The doorbell rang again.

'Coming!!' Dougie shouted, sprinting down the stairs and coming to a sliding stop in front of the front door in his socks.

He unlocked the door and there stood Jane. She was still tall and blonde with blue eyes, just like Dougie remembered her, although she had aged quite gracefully he thought.

'Hi Dougie! You look so much like your mum! Gosh you've grown! Last time I saw you, you were this big!' she said indicating with her hand.

'Hi Jane! Come in,' Dougie said, opening the door further.

'No, sorry Dougie I really must go, here's my number if you need me, here's the kids bags,' she said, thrusting two overnight bags into Dougie's arms so quickly he nearly dropped them. 'And I'll just go grab the kids and we'll be off,' she said, hurrying out to her car again.

Dougie handed Tom the two bags and he put them on the couch behind him. Danny had emerged from under the couch, covered in fluff, two pieces of sticky tape stuck to his bum and spider webs tangled around his curly hair.

'Right, here we are, see you on Tuesday Dougie! They should have everything they need! Don't hesitate to call me if you need me! Thanks so much for doing this, I really appreciate it! Be good for Dougie and his friends! I'll be home soon,' she said to the twins, planting a kiss on each of their heads, before heading back out to the car with a wave.


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