"A What?" I asked, Misty since she was staying over for a bit while the Allies went on a 'Business trip'.
"You heard me!" She practically screamed.
"Yes, I know, but, what's a babysitter?" I was confused, not knowing what that word meant. "Is it a person who sits on babies?" I asked, suddenly frightened. Last time I was sat on, was the breakfast table and that was because a certain blonde girl, Misty, didn't see me there.
"NO! It's where one person watches another, and they pretty much want you to sit there, and shut up." Misty went on ranting, scaring me more and more, saying that babysitters had big sharp teeth and would eat you if you were alone with them.
I ran into Papa's room, and hugged his leg, not wanting to ever let go, "Don't leave me here Papa! Take me with you, or don't go! Please! I'll be quiet, and g-good! P-Please!"
He looked down at me with a strange look, and pried me from his leg, picking me up.
"Now what are you going on about, hm?" He asked.
"Misty told me that babysitters eat you! And have big sharp teeth! Don't let the babysitter eat me! Please! I'm sorry for whatever I did that made you angry!" I curled up in his arms, sniffling softly. Little did I know that Misty herself was standing outside the bedroom door, snickering to herself. Of course she thought this was funny. This is California we're talking about.
"Elise, Dear, Babysitters don't eat people, they watch you, and make sure you're safe. Misty was just frightening you again." He rubbed my back, like he did whenever I got really upset. I snuggled into his shoulder, still sniffling slightly, and whispered something that sounded like a, 'Promise?'
"Pinky Promise, dear." He smiled softly, and kissed the top of my Brown head. I instantly felt safe again, knowing that Papa wouldn't let anything happen to me, and stayed in his arms.
"Papa?" I asked, "Where are you going this time?"
"Japan. I'll get you something. They have many different foods, and toys, and books. Although I don't think you'll be able to read them, they're in Japanese. What would you like?" He explained, and looked at me in his arms.
"Can I have a drawing book? Not blank paper, but the books that show you to draw, I want to learn to draw people..." I said, and looked up, still snuggled into his shoulder.
"Of course you can." He smiled, "Now, I have to get back to work if you don't mind.." He set me down. I nodded and walked out of the room, and into my own, wondering what the babysitter would be like.
