Fan Episode: Krissy Takes Charge
NOTE: This was made during Season 2 of PEANUTS: The Next Chapter
CHAPTER 1: WANTED, A BABYSITTER FOR TWO ADORABLE CHILDREN
"Here's the want ad: 'Wanted, an experienced babysitter to look after an eleven-year-old and a nine-year-old for a few hours. Must be good with children, homework and cooking'…get real. We don't need a babysitter." Peppermint Patty sulked, tossing her baseball on the wall.
"Tell that to my parents, Sir…" Marcie blushed.
"Well they lost their minds, Marce…you're old enough to be home alone for a few hours. So am I…I AM older than you anyways."
"By how many years, Sir?"
"What's the difference in two years, a few months and a few days again, Marcie?"
"Over twenty-four months, Sir."
"You're weird, Marcie."
"You too, Sir…"
"Stop calling me 'Sir'!"
"Sir…do you think we could sneak out of the house?"
"Really, Miss. Obedient?"
"Don't get any ideas."
"I wasn't going to."
"Thank goodness…last thing we need is an Amber Alert at two-thirty am because we're on another late night walk."
"I agree, Marcie…I just want to get out of the house."
"Maybe if we're nice enough, the babysitter will let us play outside…I've got my football and my helmet." The bespectacled girl smiled, pulling out a patched football and a worn out football helmet from under her bed.
"I just hope whoever we get understands I'm only here as a guest and not your sister…" Patty pouted.
"That only happened once, Sir." Marcie added.
"And it made me embarrassed."
"Besides, I heard that some babysitters make cookies."
"You've got a sweet tooth alright…"
"You're named after a candy."
"A York Peppermint Pattie is a sweet chocolate covered candy, Marcie."
"You're still weird, Sir."
The two girls sat in silence as the bedroom door opened, Claudia poked her head in. "H-hey girls…" she smiled; a duffle bag was swung over her right shoulder and she looked ready for a sleepover.
"Claude, are you running away from your sister?" Peppermint Patty questioned.
"Nope…K-k-Krissy is babysitting and she tends to b-bring me along when m-mom is working overtime." Claudia added.
"Don't tell me what we think you're gonna tell us…"
"Afraid so…I'm sleeping over."
"This is gonna be overwhelming for you, won't it?"
"No…I'll be f-fine, Patty…and you two?"
"We'll adapt." Marcie explained. "Sorry if my room's a bit of a mess…"
"It's f-fine…my room is worse."
"Oh yeah." Patty giggled.
"Got it…have fun and don't worry about the girls…they'll be fine with Claudia and I." the three girls heard Krissy talking.
"Oh great, Marce…now we're stuck with Claude's sis for a babysitter! She's gonna treat us like BABIES!" the freckled girl complained.
"I doubt it, Sir…besides, we don't even know her too much; she could be really nice." Marcie replied as Claudia bit her lip anxiously.
"Y-you don't know my sister until you kn-know my sister." The autistic girl stuttered as her sister entered the room.
"Now…according to the list I got, you girls do homework for a full two hours…get to it!" Krissy announced.
"Yes, ma'am!" the three kids answered in unison, heading to the table.
"I think I'll like it here." She smirked, following them as she pulled out a root beer from the fridge. "This is for that beagle, isn't it?"
"Yeah, Snoopy LOVES root beer, Krissy." Peppermint Patty explained, pulling out her homework for the night: math, history and some geography questions. "I can do this, Marcie!" she added.
"I know you can, Sir…I believe in you." Marcie praised. "What about you, Claudia?"
"I need a little extra help w-when it comes to studying…" Claudia admitted.
"You draw a little too much in class, Claude…can't blame ya." The freckled girl chuckled.
"You two sure know how to make me f-feel better…" the autistic girl sighed.
"We can help you too." The bespectacled girl insisted.
"Okay…"
"Now, what's easiest for you? Math, history or geography?"
"Art and English."
"Out of the three, Claudia."
"I'll h-have to say history."
"Good. You study that and when you need help, tell me or Peppermint Patty and we'll gladly help you."
"Okay. Thanks."
Krissy however grabbed some of the root beer and sat next to her little sister. "You're doing great, Claude." She praised.
"I d-didn't even start yet…" Claudia pointed out.
"You don't need to start something to be great at it…just be yourself, Little Sis."
"I w-will, Krissy."
"You three get me if you need any help with your homework."
"Okay, chief." Marcie sarcastically sighed.
"Chief?" the other two girls asked in confusion.
"Something wrong?"
"Krissy is n-not an army s-s-sergeant…" Claudia sighed, rolling her eyes.
"I sometimes doubt that."
"I agree with you there, Marcie." Patty chimed in.
"Well, you heard the general."
"General? W-what is this? The army?" the autistic girl asked.
"It feels like it."
"I c-can't stand it…"
"As long as she's not calling me 'Sir', I'm good." Patty whispered.
"Y-you'd think you'd two get someone who can help you with our h-homework."
"I don't need TOO much help with homework, just a bit here and there."
"I know…you seem really smart, Patty."
"I wish, Claude…I was a D minus student."
"Really?" an eavesdropping Krissy asked. "No wonder you two study for two straight hours…"
"Oh brother…" Marcie sighed.
"You said it, sister." Patty agreed.
"That's what got us confused as 'related' last time, Sir."
"Oh…right."
"Wait! P-Peppermint Patty is a D minus s-student?" Claudia asked.
"WAS, Claude, I was a D minus student." Peppermint Patty explained.
"Well if we want to up your grades, then we have to study nonstop." The babysitter announced.
"My grades ARE uped…"
"Really? Because you said that your grades are D minuses…"
"Just leave me and my friend alone! We don't need a babysitter!"
"Is Patty always this stubborn?" Krissy asked.
"D-depends." Claudia sighed.
"PATTY, is something wrong?" Marcie questioned.
"No, Marcie, and stop calling me-" the freckled girl began before her eyes widened.
"Is she alright?" the teenager enquired.
"Yeah…Patty's gonna be fine." Claudia replied knowingly as the dining room filled with joyous squeals.
"What got into you?" a confused Krissy wondered.
"She finally called me Patty!" Peppermint Patty shrieked.
"That's amazing!" the autistic girl replied.
"You three continue that homework and I'll see what I can make for supper." Krissy smiled.
NEXT CHAPTER: CHARLIE BROWN AND FRIEDA SITTING ON A COUCH