Chapter 2!
ENJOY! 8D
DISCLAIMER! No, I don't own a Chris Kratt and I do NOT own Wild Kratts!
He must have noticed the cloth was taken off him, because he looked up at me with his brown eyes.
...I knew those eyes.
I knew the hair...and the green blanket sealed it.
I...had a baby Chris Kratt on my hands.
But how?! How could this had happened?! What am I gonna do!? How am I supposed to get him back...WHY IS A BABY CHRIS KRATT HERE IN FRONT OF ME?!
I guess my sudden out burst of fear...and a small shout must have scared the poor boy because he began crying and wailing...probably for his mother or...worse yet...his brother to save him and help him.
I cringed at that. Where was Martin? I mean, if Chris was here...shouldn't there be at least a five or four year old Martin around here somewhere?
I pushed that question aside seeing the baby shiver from the cold of the wind and I'm sure I heard thunder too. Oh dear. My house is nearly a quarter of a mile from here, and I can't just leave him here in the rain.
I reached into the box to pick the little one up, and looked down again to see that the box had nothing in it. No bottle, no note, no nothing. Who would even want to leave a poor baby in a box, and a baby Chrisat that!
I don't know what came over me, but as I cradled Chris in my arms, I suddenly felt...very protective. It might just be because I'm a girl, and I love cute things of course, but...I've held lots of baby things before.
Puppies, Kittens, I've even played with baby goats before, heck! I was even one of the first people to hold my cousin when she was born! But...this was a little different.
Then another thought dawned on me as I began to walk back to the house. I didn't want the poor one to get wet.
But that wasn't the thought, I was wondering...how am I gonna do this!? I mean, I remember easily from the baby animal episode from Zaboomafoo... taking care of a baby is noteasy easy easy. In fact, it's harder than taking care of a baby animal. I've watched all of our animals grow from puppies and kittens almost, and I knew this would be different. I can do it though. Just like how things were when I got diagnosed...
'when you have no choice, God gives you the strength'
I know this is way different from the situation that I was in before, but still, that saying was very true.
I unzipped my coat a little and placed the baby Chris inside, hoping it would keep him a little warmer. That blanket was not enough to keep him warm in this weather.
Another question...should I tell mom and dad? I mean...yes, I probably should...but what will they think?! I mean, suddenly seeing a baby in my arms...I don't want them to get the wrong idea right off the bat.
They'd understand right? I hope so.
This was a bad habit I had, I needed to work on it but... I decided not to tell. I'll wait till later.
I know that was probably the worse decision ever, but hey! I'm still in minor shock, okay! My brain must have slipped!
I could see my house from here now. Just another hill. I looked down at the baby again to find him fast asleep.
He was a rather quiet child. He didn't fidget or anything in my arms. I was afraid he'd cry because he didn't know who I was.
Good, if he's asleep, he won't cry. Wait...if he cries...just once...the secrets out...fine! I'll tell my parents!
Well, maybe they'll like him. I wonder if they'll let me keep him...am I kidding?! This is a child who obviously belongs to someone! But what if he doesn't around here? He'd be put in an orphanage... I hope my parents wouldn't go to that conclusion. Well...I'm in my driveway now.
Our little pug mix jumps up and barks a little at the baby, but I tell him to shush. My lab is jumping at the backyard fence, wanting a closer look. She can look later.
It's now or never. I twist the garage doorknob.
Here we go...
REVIEW! 8D
