Disclaimer: Yes, I own Growing up Creepie, in much the same way I own the capital of Nigeria, the Mona Lisa, and the Andromeda galaxy. Of course I don't own Growing up Creepie! Sheesh! How many disclaimers must I write to make it clear that I don't own anything of value whatsoever!

Sorry for deleting the original version of the story. I was having trouble trying to edit it on the site without deleting the story itself and putting the slightly changed version, but ultimately I found it wasn't worth the effort, so I just decided to delete it. Sorry if I caused any of my readers of this obscure fanfic any grief. Sorry!

…Christened on Tuesday…

Thankfully for the husband, his daughter was in good hands. In a manner of speaking… Her new caretaker's, her new family, didn't exactly have hands. More like uniramous/biramous limbs.

For, unknown to him, the inhabitants of the house sounded like insects crawling on the walls because they were insects crawling on the walls.

None the less, they still cared for the infant, despite being many times smaller than the infant herself. The parents, a one Vincent and Caroleena Creecher, were at first a little hesitant about caring for such a large creature, but they quickly decided to take in young Violet in.

How couldn't they? Just because Caroleena had a habit to eat her mates of her own species and Vincent should only have a life span of about 2 weeks, didn't make them heartless beasts.

Caroleena was especially enthusiastic over the whole thing.

"A baby!" she breathed. She quickly walked over to the baby in the basket, and climbing up to the baby itself, she looked lovingly at the little darling's feet, while Vincent went to read the note that lay at the foot of the basket.

One of her thousands of adopted children, Paulie, bounced up to the baby and landed on her forehead.

"Mom, can keep it? Please?

Vincent somehow managed to open the letter, and opening it, read it aloud so that everyone else could listen. When he said that it was unsigned, Caroleena straightened up even more rigidly than her exoskeleton usually allowed and a look of shock briefly crossed her face. "Who could possibly abandon such a little, big cutie?" she thought.

Still, the infant had a cute charm to it that could warm the hearts of even the coldest hearts, and she quickly recovered

"Oh, Vincent. She's perfectly precious!" she said, her hand-like forelimbs gripping each other in a human-like manner.

Vincent flew over to his "love bug" and now looked more carefully at the baby human.

"We've never taken care of an infant this big before," he said, but glancing knowingly at his love, he finished, "but I'm sure we'll manage."

Quickly summoning the family to bring in their new daughter, who swiftly departed again, Violet crawled out of her basket and crawled up to these little green people that fascinated her so much. Caroleena and Vincent couldn't help but look with pride at their new adopted daughter.

"Oh, look at my adorable little creeper!" said Caroleena lovingly. "I know! Let's call her Creepie!

Violet, quickly renamed Creepie seemed to delight at this new name, so the two insects agreed at this new name. And so it became that Violet Brooks quickly became Creepie Creecher. Her life would never be the same again. Coincidently, she was renamed the day after her first birthday, on a Tuesday.

…Christened on Tuesday…

Yes, its painfully short and is direct take from the T.V. series, but I had to be specific about how she got her new name, and seeing as the series already beat me to the punch on how she got her name and I try to keep my stories in-line with the original series as much as possible, my hands were pretty much tied. If there's anyone to blame, blame the series creators. They stole the chance for others to write and describe Creepies' childhood before she visited the human world without contradicting the original series by making the 25th episode, Creepie Crawler! It's all their fault! I'm such a prick, for scapegoat this all to them, aren't I!