Strap in your seat belts readers, the prank war is only beginning...
Whether it was sweat from the warm summer sun or from the nerves running through his body, Blaine didn't know. He clutched the handle on his large duffle bag as he made his way up the driveway of the Hummel Residence, his new home. Today was officially his first day, as Blaine Anderson, nanny extraordinaire. This was most likely going to be one of the hardest jobs he had ever had in his life. Crickets didn't get into coffee cups on accident and small streams of water don't come out of thin air. Blaine knew from the smug looks on each of the kids faces the day they met that they weren't going to make this easy and that he was not welcome.
That was just going to have to change.
Blaine took a deep breathe as he rang the doorbell. He waited as he heard Kurt's voice yelling at one of the four children, presumably one of the older three. Then, when the door opened, Kurt was dressed in a suit with Maggie on his hip. "Blaine, you here." Kurt said excitedly as he let out a sigh of relief.
"Here I am." Blaine replied.
"Please, come in." Kurt said opening up the door more. Blaine walked into the living room and could see the three older children sitting at the kitchen table. Each of them held a unwelcome glare directed at him as they ate bowls of cereal. "Let me show you around." Kurt insisted before walking over to the stairs. He began to walk up them, but then stopped abruptly, which made Blaine almost fall down said stairs. "Behave!" He yelled at the three children in the kitchen. Then, he resumed walking up the stairs and then down the end of a long hallway. "This room is yours." Kurt told him. "It's just the guest room, but I hope it will do." Blaine looked into the room. It had a large queen sized bed with two closets and his own bathroom connected to it. This was nicer than his actual apartment.
"This is more than okay." Blaine replied, setting his bag down on the bed.
"Good." Kurt affirmed. "The kids rooms are also on this floor. Maggie's room is next to yours, the boys are across the hall and Jordyn is two doors down." Blaine nodded his head as he listened to Kurt go on and on. They made it back to the ground floor after going down the steps. "Emergency numbers are listed on the fridge and you can call me at work anytime. Speaking of work...I'm going to be late." Kurt panicked. He quickly picked up his brief case and then made his way towards the front door.
"Mr Hummel!" Blaine called after him.
"Yes, what is it?" Kurt asked. Blaine just directed his eyes and pointed. Kurt looked left and realized that Maggie was still in his arms. He walked back over and handed her to Blaine. She instantly put on her pout face and began to cry. Blaine, who didn't have much experience with babies, bounced her up and down and tried to comfort her.
"Shh, shh, it's okay sweetie." Kurt said placing a kiss on her forehead. "Daddy has to go. Bye kids!" He yelled to the rest of his children before disappearing out the front door. Blaine was left with a screaming toddler and three other children, mostly likely plotting on how they'd like to torture him today. The day's future seemed quite promising.
After ten minutes of crying, Maggie decided that she was done and wiggled out of Blaine's arms and wandered off to play with her toys. That was when Blaine went into the kitchen to talk with Jordyn, Josh, and Charlie. "So, hi guys." he said nervously, which only earned him three blank looks. "Anyway, I'm really glad that I get to spend some time with you and get to know each of you. I hope that you're happy to have me here too." Blaine said, to the still three blank looks. Blaine looked away in embarrassment and when he did, Jordyn subtlely nodded to her brothers. Josh began spinning his cereal bowl and it didn't take long for the bowl to fall off the table...right onto Blaine's shoes.
"I'm sorry!" Josh said, completely like he had planned.
"It's okay." Blaine sighed as the milk and fruit loops seeped into his shoes. "They're just shoes… Why don't you guys go and play while I clean this up?" He offered. The two boys looked to their older sister, smiles on their faces, and then got up from the kitchen table. Blaine grabbed a few paper towels from the roll on the counter and mopped up the milk lining the kitchen floor. Then, he quickly ran off to the bathroom. He sat down on the toilet and pulled off his milk soaked shoes and socks. His suspicions were confirmed. They weren't going to make this transition easy. After twisting his soaks over the sink to get out any lingering milk, he walked out of the bathroom. Little did he know, there was a little something set up for him. A pain surged into his foot as he stepped down onto the hardwood floor. "Shit!" he yelled. When he lifted his foot, he found a little blue lego pressed to the heel. Blaine could vaguely hear snickers coming from down the hallway. He took a deep breath and then proceeded down the hallway. These kids really weren't making it easy.
When he got there, he found three kids waiting for him. "We're bored." Jordyn complained.
"Well, what do you want to do?" Blaine asked. "It's a beautiful day. You could go outside." he suggested.
"No, it's too hot." She whined. "Unless…unless you hook up the sprinkler for us!"
"Yeah! Please, please!" came a chorus from the two younger boys.
"I-I guess that would be alright. Why don't you go and get your bathing suits on." Blaine told them. Then, just like that, they were out of the living room and up to their bedrooms in a matter of seconds. He waited about five minutes before the three kids came back down. Jordyn took him into the garage where they found the sprinkler before they went to the back yard.
"Here's the hose." Jordyn said. "You just twist it into the that little hole and then it'll work. I'll go and turn the hose on."
"O-okay." Blaine rambled before she ran off. He sat on the green grass as he tried to screw the hose into the sprinkler.
"Now?" He heard.
"No!" Blaine yelled back.
"Go! Okay!" Jordyn chorused.
"No wait!" Blaine said. Suddenly he was being sprayed in the face by a hose that was clearly on full blast. After a few seconds, the water stopped and Jordyn came running over.
"I'm so sorry Blaine." She said, trying hard not laugh. "I thought you said go." Blaine wiped the water out of his eyes and stood up.
"It's okay." He said for the second time today. "It's twisted in now. It should work."
"You're the best Blaine." Jordyn said evilly before skipping off to turn the water back on. Blaine went inside, making sure that the kids were playing before venturing into the laundry room. He looked through the cabinets until he found a towel and wrapped it around his soaking wet body. He looked in on Maggie before rushing upstairs where he changed his clothes and reapplied his hair gel. After finishing, Blaine looked out of window to check on the kids and noticed that they weren't there. Blaine ran downstairs at full speed into the kitchen where he nearly slipped and fell onto his butt. The floor was soaked and littered with filthy little brown footprints. He looked into the living room and found all three soaking wet kids laying on the carpet.
"Hi Blaine!" They chorused with a little wave. That was it. Blaine had had enough. He walked into the living room and took a seat on the floor.
"I get that you're not happy I'm here." He said. "But, this, the pranks need to stop."
"What are you talking about?" Jordyn asked innocently.
"You know exactly what I'm talking about. Don't play dumb." Blaine demanded. Suddenly her face changed.
"And what if I do?" Jordyn asked. "What are you going to do about it? Quit, like all the rest of the nannies we had?"
'You can't get rid of me that easily." Blaine retorted.
"Then prepare for battle, Blaine Anderson." Jordyn said. "Because the war's just begun."
Poor Blaine! Who do you think is going to win the war?