How Wendy Babysits Her Sister

Author's Notes: I know it's been a while but after I got back from
writer's block, I was swamped with a stupid English assignment.

Jam: I still say it's drama.

Slash: Whatever it was, she flunked it.

Me: I didn't flunk it! A few of my other group members may have messed
up a few of their lines, but I did okay, and I passed! So ha! Anyways,
add that to having a mysterious ailment.

Tommy: Why are you looking at me?

Me: I'm not. Thus, causing me to miss a week of school, having to
catch up on all that work, I've got stories to write and pictures to
draw and....*sigh* There's just not enough time to do everything!

Michael: That's right. She had her first mental break down two days
ago.

Jam: Aren't you proud. T_T'

Me: But I've finally got some spare time to write the series you guys
all love! And on an even sadder note, the Highlands Owls lost to
South San Antonio!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! WHY??? WHY!?! Oh well, I
could see it coming, but David was amazing! He rocks!!!

Disclaimer: I don't own Snowboard Kids or the "For Kids" series.
And even though I know that Wendy has a mom and dad, she now has a
baby sister. So tough!

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Wendy was sitting at her computer in her room when she heard her mother
knock on the door. She opened it to ask what she wanted.

" Your father and I are going out with a few relatives for the day,"
Mrs. Lane said. " We need you to do us a favor."

" Okay," agreed Wendy. " What is it, Mom?"

" We need you to look after your little sister until we get back,"
Mrs. Lane went on. " Claris won't be too much trouble for you to
handle, right?"

" Not at all, Mom," Wendy smiled. "I can handle her. She's just one
kid."

Just one kid, yeah right. Little, two year old Claris was a hyper
little girl, who just LOVED to get into mischief. She was small, with
pink hair and bright sapphire blue eyes. As soon as Wendy was left
alone with Claris, the trouble began.

" Come on, Claris," Wendy said, picking up the little girl. " I'll
teach you how to surf the net on my laptop."

Wendy sat down at her desk with Claris in her lap. Claris seemed to
have no interest in the computer or any knowledge as to how to use it.
Claris squirmed, unsatisfied with watching her older sister click away
with the mouse. After a while, Wendy began to become annoyed with the
little girl's movements.

" Come on, Claris, sit still!" Wendy hissed.

" No!" was the reply.

" Don't you want to learn how to play on the computer?" Wendy asked.

" No!"

Wendy was a little offended and confused. Why didn't she want to play
on the computer? What else was more fun than surfing the Internet?

* Face it, Wendy,* she thought to herself. * You don't know a thing
about taking care of children.*

" But who does?" Wendy sighed. " I guess I'll e-mail the others, see
if I can get any help from them."

In the meantime, Claris had wandered out of Wendy's room and into the
living room.

" Okay, Claris," Wendy said. " If you don't want to download software
and upgrades, what ARE you interested in?"

" Fun," Claris replied, tugging on a table cloth draped over a small
table. On the table, swaying precariously with Claris' tugs was Mrs.
Lane's expensive flower vase.

" Claris! No!" Wendy cried out, making a mad dash for the girl. He
picked her up and managed to catch the vase. Wendy teetered on the
spot for a minute before regaining her balance. She put down Claris
and placed the vase back on the table. Then she heard the doorbell.

It was Slash. " Hi, Wendy! I got your message!"

" I was kind of hoping one of the more responsible people would show
up," Wendy muttered. " Like one of the other girls."

" I know how to take care of kids!" Slash dismissed. " I'm an older
brother after all! Now where is the little gal?"

A crash coming from the kitchen alerted their attention. Slash and
Wendy ran into the kitchen to find Claris, admists a clutter of dishes
and whatever the Lane's had eaten for dinner the previous night.

"Eww! That's one yucky kid!" Slash gasped.

" That's the food, Slash," Wendy answered. " Oh, she's all dirty! Now
what?"

" We give her a bath!" Slash exclaimed, picking up the dirty little
girl.

After running the water and stripping her down, Wendy and Slash placed
Claris into the bathtub. Claris didn't take too kindly to this. She
began to scream and cry, not co-operating with Wendy and Slash.

" Are you sure you know what you're doing?" asked Wendy.

" Uhh...yes...?" answered a sudsy Slash.

* * * * * * * * *

Crystal knocked on the Lane's door. She had just picked up Wendy's
desperate call for help and had decided to come over. She had tried
to bring over one of the girls to help as well but Nancy wasn't home
and Brittany hated kids.

" What's taking so long?" asked Crystal. " Wendy should be home."

Crystal knocked again and waited. No answer. She tried the door, it
swung right open. Crystal walked inside and looked around.

" Hello?" she called. " Wendy, you home? I got your e-mail!"

Crystal heard a distant squeal and Slash and Wendy emerged from the
bathroom, soaking wet and soapy. Crystal began to laugh. " What
happened to you?"

" Slash tried to give Claris a bath," Wendy explained, glaring at
Slash. " I don't know who got more wet, Claris or us."

" So where is the little angel?" asked Crystal, still snickering.

" You'll stop laughing when you meet her," Slash said.

Wendy left and returned a moment later with a crying Claris. " We
don'tknow how to make her stop."

Crystal picked the little kid up. " Well for one thing, kids don't
like baths. Isn't that right, Claris? Yeah, those two bozos don't know
a thing, do they? What do you say, you watch a little TV with your
Aunt Crystal?"

Claris stopped crying. Slash and Wendy stared, jaws agape. Crystal
smiled smugly. Just then, Claris reached up and gave a firm tug on
Crystal's gelled hair.

"OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!" Crystal howled in pain. "THAT HURT,
YOU LITTLE-"

" Crystal!" lectured Wendy, snatching Claris away from her. At
Crystal's enraged yell, Claris had begun to cry again.

" Nice going, Aunt Crystal," mocked Slash. "Looks like you know a
lot."

" Shut up, Slash," Crystal snapped, holding her head. " That hurt! The
kid's a devil!"

Wendy ignored Crystal. " Shhhhhhhh! Don't cry, Claris. Crystal didn't
mean it. Come on, we'll find something for you to do."

" Like watch ESPN!" Slash suggested, turning on the television. " There's
always something good on!"

" Sports sounds good," agreed Crystal.

" Well, geniuses, you really think Claris will watch your football?"
asked Wendy.

"Yeah, she can watch sports with her Uncle Slash and Aunt Crystal,"
Slash said.

" Just keep her away from my hair," Crystal said, edging away from
where Claris was sitting next to her.

" Fun," Claris cooed, following Crystal and making a grab for Crystal's
hair again.

" No, go away," Crystal said, getting up. " Don't touch it!"

" Oh come on, what's she gonna do?" asked Slash.

Wendy stood in the doorway watching Crystal and Slash argue about
Claris and Crystal's hair. " We're getting nowhere..."

Wendy tried to stop Slash and Crystal's arguement. While this was
going on, Claris snuck away, through the house. She wanted to play
and the three older teens were boring her.

It was Slash who noticed Claris' absense. " Uh... where's the kid?"

" What?!" Wendy looked around. " Oh no! Crystal, you did close the
door after you entered the house, right?"

" Um..." Crystal shifted uncomfortably. " I think so..." Wendy and
Slash glared at her. "Oh look! A kitty!"

" Where?" they chorused, turning around. Crystal took the oportunity
to run out into the front hall.

The door was wide open. It was possible that Claris had walked outside.
Then again, she could still be in the apartment.

" You didn't close the door!" Wendy cried, running up to Crystal.
" What if she escaped? She could be lost outside somewhere, all alone
and defenseless!"

" What could possibly happen to her?" Crystal shrugged. " She couldn't
have gone far."

" Hey guys, I don't see a kitty," Slash said, wandering towards them.

" Guys, is this yours?" Wendy and Crystal turned back towards the
door. Nancy was standing there holding Claris. " I saw her down the
hall when I was on my way over."

Wendy gave Crystal an angry glare and turned towards Nancy. " You found
her! You found her! Claris!"

" I told you she couldn't have gone far," Crystal shrugged.

" Hi Nancy!" greeted Tai. " Glad you could come!"

" Do you know anything about kids?" asked Wendy. " We could use some
help here."

" Sure," Nancy said, entering the apartment and closing the door. " You
gotta play games with them to keep them occupied and out of trouble."

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Later that evening, Wendy's parents arrived home to find the four
babysitters. Wendy and Nancy were playing peek-a-boo with Claris.
Slash and Crystal had passed out on the couch, and were snoring
softly.

" Oh, I see you brought friends over to help," Mrs. Lane observed.

" Yeah, it made the job more fun," Wendy said.

" Claris wasn't too much trouble?" asked Mrs. Lane.

" Not at all, Mrs. Lane," Nancy answered. " Just once you got to know
her, she's a really sweet kid."

" Then you bunch won't mind babysitting her next weekend?" asked Mrs.
Lane. " We'll be going out again then."

Wendy's eyes widened and he swallowed hard. " Next weekend? Sure....no
problem...."

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Well, that's it! End of chapter 4! So what do you think? Review and
let me know your feedback. My series is far from over. Coming soon is
" Shopping For Kids" starring Brittany, Jam, Slash, and Jeanette!
TTFN! ^_^