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July 6th

This morning was terrific! Nothing says paradise like a group of twenty runts digging you an in-ground pool to enjoy the rest of your summer! Okay, it was fifteen: two were making me lemonade, two were waving fans to cool me off, and the twerp was my foot rest. I of course had Tootie waving a fan so she could flirt with the twerp and make him even more miserable.

After baldy and braceface got me my lemonade I made them get the mail. It was mostly junk, but something cool came. My whole family got free tickets to Dr. Bill's show tomorrow! I don't remember entering a contest, but who cares? I hear tomorrow's special is supposed to be about out of control teens. It's no Terry Ringer, but it'll still be good. And if not I can always just start throwing chairs around.

Anyway, they finished the pool after about two hours. I made them fix up the yard while I swam. Vic walked over to the pool sneering as he looked around.

"Using kids for labor huh? Nice," he commented. It was then I noticed he was wearing swim trunks.

"Don't even think about it!" I growled, "Go dig your own pool!"

"Alright kids!" he called, "Let's head over to the left corner!"

"GET YOUR OWN STAFF!" I hollered, "If these kids turn up injured I'm gonna be in big trouble!"

Vic snorted as he crossed his arms, "Puh-lease. I invented your method of sitting management. They won't have a scratch on 'em."

"I said no!" I yelled as I climbed out, "Go away, or else!"

"Oh man," I heard brace-lad mutter, "It's the clash of the evil babysitters! We're all doomed!"

How he knew Vic was a babysitter I don't know-unless his dad was a client of his, which was a good possibility. I wonder if thirty years from now I'll have the same effect on my clients and their kids as Vic does his. One thing's for sure though: I'll be rich and successful, because I have goals in life whereas Vic never has and probably never will.

Anyhow he and I started fighting, again. It was mostly just us screaming, until we started using the kids as projectiles. He'd picked that weird Indian kid with the glasses up and threw him straight at me, which sent us flying back into the water.

"HELP!" he cried, "I cannot swim! Save me Wet Willie!"

I grabbed him by the collar and dragged him and myself out of the pool as Vic and the twerps laughed at me. The boy smiled and started to hug me.

"Thank you so much! For an evil babysitter you really aren't so evil."

"GET OFF ME!" I yelled as I hurled him at Vic, which knocked him on his butt.

Vic growled as the boy got up and ran off and the kids gasped in horror. He stood up and brushed himself off, then charged after me. He and I knocked each other down and started wrestling. The brats stood by cheering as Vic pushed my face into the dirt. I turned over some and kneed him in the groin; you can never go wrong with that. He whimpered as he put his hands between his legs and started rolling around. I smiled triumphantly as I stood up and looked down on him.

"I WIN!" I cheered as I raised my arms, "Take that you washed up has-been!"

I then turned back to the twerps, who were looking very afraid.

"Get back to work!" I ordered as they ran off.

Vic went inside swearing revenge as he put an ice pack on himself. Half an hour later the parents all got their brats and I headed to therapy. Not too much happened, though the loonies said we wouldn't have therapy tomorrow because they got free tickets to a movie in the mail. It's kind of weird that there are so many free tickets going around lately. It must be the economy.

Well, I'm going to go get some cookies. Tootie and her Cream Puff scout friends are going around selling snacks, and I'm going to make sure I get my 'family discount'. Later!

A/N: Sorry for posting this so late. I completely lost track of the time. I'm way too easily distracted. Anyway, feel free to leave a review.