Babysitting
A Huge Problem
Disclaimer: nope, nope, nope, still don't own 'em.
Whoo sooooo many reviews, thank you all, loads of you have given me ideas for new victims, I mean babysitters and this story does have a plot, don't worry, but there will be many chapters of meaningless fun before the plot gets underway, by the looks of it this story will never end, so yeh, back to the topic, thanks for the reviews and I'll try and include as many suggested characters as possible, oh and I suck at accents so I haven't used them for one character and you'll have to use your imaginations *the reader sighs*, wow this paragraph doesn't have one full stop in it, weird!
This chapter is for 0Pyromaniac0Supergirl0 and MASTER-OF-SURPRISE for suggesting the next unfortunate.
"Children," announced Magneto the next day. "Since Mystique has gotten a court order against me and Sabertooth has been sectioned, I am leaving you in the very capable hands of an employee with a will of iron, or steel, or some type of metal, his name is Piotr and he's from Russia so be nice to him!"
"We will father." replied the two angels sitting opposite him, with halos on their heads.
"Good, he'll be here in ten minutes, I'll be back late so get yourselves to bed by no later than, oh, eleven."
As soon as their father left, their halos turned to horns (metaphorically speaking of course). They turned to each other with malicious grins on their faces; they had ten minutes to plan how to…play!
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At ten o'clock the doorbell rang, Piotr Rasputin aka Colossus stood on the doorstep. He was nervous; it was the first time he had babysat children he didn't know; back home in Russia only those that knew the children usually babysat them.
The door opened and he looked down to see a girl about one sixth his size staring up at him.
"Hello." smiled, Piotr waving.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!" screamed the girl and slammed the door.
Undeterred he knocked again, this time when she opened the door, the girl did not slam it but let him in, she was still shaking though. Piotr sighed; how was he going to convince them that he was friendly if he looked like a huge bodybuilder.
"How do you do little one, my name is Pi…" unfortunately Colossus could not finish introducing himself, as at that moment Pietro (who had been standing on a chair behind the door) bashed him over the head with a huge frying pan.
Looking down at the unconscious man the twins looked at each other, what were they going to do now?
They eventually decided to put him on the sofa in front of the TV, so that when he came too he would think he had just dozed off.
They started watching cartoons and Dexter's Lab had just ended when he woke up.
"What? Where am I?" exclaimed Piotr, holding his head.
"You're watching cartoons with us of course!" said Pietro.
Colossus was very confused so just sat still and watched Sponge Bob Squarepants. As he watched he straightened up, he became very interested, he moved forwards on the sofa, he sat on the floor, he shuffled closer and he ended up with his nose about a centimetre away from the screen.
"This is amazing," he said fascinated as the end credits started rolling up the screen. "I didn't know sponges could talk. I didn't know fishies could talk. I didn't know squirrels who lived under the sea could talk!"
Pietro and Wanda shared a look.
"How hard did you hit him?" whispered Wanda.
"I don't know," whispered back Pietro. "I just hit him as hard as I could, I'm only six after all, I can't be that strong!"
They turned back to their babysitter, who had a will of some sort of metal. He was muttering to himself.
"THAT IS IT," he declared suddenly. "I MUST FIND THESE MAGICAL CREATURES AND BRING THEM BACK SO THEY CAN TELL ME WHERE ELVIS PRESLEY IS LIVING IN SECRET!"
"Where did he get that idea from?" asked Pietro in an undertone.
"I don't know, just go along with him; he might hurt us; he's crazy!" he sister replied.
"Comrades," Piotr addressed the twins. "Where can I find these talking sea creatures?"
"Well…," said Wanda. "They live in Bikini Bottom."
"BIKINI BOTTOM!" yelled Piotr. "I WILL FIND YOU AND DISCOVER YOUR SECRETS!"
The twins were then dragged by a deranged Russian to the seaside. The only strange thing that happened on the way there was Piotr pointing to a squirrel in the park and yelling, "Look, a squirrel, up a tree, how bizarre, it should be in the ocean!"
When they arrived at the beach Piotr stripped off to his underpants, turned into metal and ran into the sea, leaving the twins standing on the sand. They smiled; three down, how many more people did their dad even know, not that many they thought and when he had no one left to turn to, he would have no other option than to look after them himself.
They started to stroll along the beach and had gone about ten steps when they found a girl around their age crying on the sand.
"What's the matter?" asked Wanda.
"Tho-those boys ova there sole ma' ball an' ruined ma' sandcastle." She replied through sniffles.
The twins turned to see two boys of about eight and four throwing a ball to each other over a pile of sand.
"Don't worry," said Wanda. "Me and my brother will help you get it back."
"We will?"
"Yes Tro, we will."
"Oh." He sighed.
"Thanks," said the girl. "What's your name?"
"Wanda," said Wanda. "And this is Pietro, what's yours?"
"Ah'm Anna."
"Nice to meet you Anna, now let's get those boys!"
The trio made their way over to where the two boys were playing with Anna's black and yellow ball. One boy, the elder one, had light brown hair, where as the younger one had sandy blond hair, they were obviously brothers.
"Hey you," yelled Wanda (always the confident one). "Give my friend back her ball, now!"
"What," laughed the elder boy. "We're not afraid ofgirls."
"Yeh, girls stink!" called his brother.
"Especially ugly ones!" the first sneered.
"Hey," shouted Pietro, red in the face. "No one calls my sister ugly or stinky, you freak!"
"Who're you calling a freak you weirdo!" yelled the first brother again.
"You, you moron, what are you, deaf as well?"
"I know you are but what am I?"
"A deaf, ugly moron."
"I know you are but what am I?"
"A deaf, ugly moron."
"I know you are but what am I?"
"A deaf, ugly moron."
"Takes one to know one!"
"THAT'S IT!"
Pietro leapt at the boy and they started wrestling in the sand while the four year old egged his brother on and the two girls rolled their eyes at each other.
"So immature."
"Ah know, they don' even know how ta fight."
Suddenly Pietro cried out in pain as his opponent had just punched him in the nose.
"THAT'S IT!"
Wanda leapt at the sniggering boy, who was taken completely unawares by the female ball of fury and was being kicked, punched and slapped everywhere.
"Now tha's a fight!" said Anna to Pietro who was clutching his nose and looking hurt.
"Uncle, Uncle, UNCLE!" yelled the boy and Wanda finally stopped her assault, got up, took the ball and said. "If I ever see you again you had better have learnt some manners!"
"Haha, you got beat by a girl!" teased his brother.
"Oh shut up Alex!" he complained, limping away down the beach towards his parents, with his brother laughing at him all the way.
"Here you go Anna." said Wanda handing her the ball.
"Thanks, wanna play with me?"
"Don't think we can, I gotta get the whimp back home," she said pointing at her brother. "See you again sometime though."
"Yeh, I'm sure we will." smiled Anna and waved as she ran back to her mother, with the black and yellow ball under her arm.
"I'm not a whimp!" sulked Pietro.
"Oh stop complaining cry baby; you fight like a girl!"
"Do not." he muttered under his breath. "Hey, aren't we forgetting something?"
"Huh, oh well, probably isn't important!"
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That night after everyone had gone home Piotr came to the surface about ten miles out to sea.
"Hey, I have found Mr. Crabes!" he yelled holding the crab up proudly. "Little comrades, little comrades? I…owwwwww, Mr. Crabes, that was not very polite, now tell me where Elvis Presley is!"
Oh, by the way they were helping Rogue and fighting Scott and Alex Summers, I just had to include Wanda beating up Scott because I find him annoying (though not as much as Jean).
And sorry that this chapter was not as funny as the first two, I didn't think it was anyway.
