Would've writtenearlier but I was gone until 4:20pm on Sat. Then I had to watch the new episodes which I still don't own. Then I had to type the chapter while obeying my 60min comp time rule (impossible!) :(
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Babysitting Troubles
Ch2: Devil- I Mean Devin
"Hi! My name's Devin! I'm five-and-six-halves years old!" exclaimed Devin, completely unaware that if he was five-and-six-halves years old he'd be eight not five. He looked so innocent just standing there arms clasped in front of him.
"How cute," said Raven, 'This is going to be so easy.' ('Stuff in these like this are thoughts')
"Hehe," suddenly an evil smile lit up his cute face. He ran past Raven but as he did so he grabbed her cloak, dragged her halfway across the Young's living room (she's babysitting for Mr. and Mrs. Young), let go, and jumped on the couch. "WHOO-HOO! YIPEE!"
"Devie, please stop!" cried a desperate, out-of-breath Mrs. Young as she walked. Raven got up. Mrs. Young noticed Raven, "I'm so sorry! You're Raven, right? He gets like this before dinner. I haven't been out of this house in months. We'll be gone from 5:00 to 1:00." She started backing away towards the exit.
"About the fifty dollars an hour-" Raven began.
"I'll make it sixty!" She continued backing away towards the exit.
Raven was very curious as to why she was getting fifty (now sixty) dollars an hour. It seemed to be pointless to argue, and since Raven doesn't really do pointless... 'At least now I'll only need twenty more dollars.' Raven thought.
"So anyways, you're welcome to anything in the cupboards or fridge, please feed Devin, and make sure he takes his bath, I'll pay you when we get home. Keep him out of the Trophy Room.Oh! One more thing, if you want to survive don't let Devil- I mean Devin- have any sugar! Wait! I didn't mean 'if you want to survive' I meant... Um, well- BYE!" With that she disappeared out the door immediately and the sound of a lock clicking was heard. By now, Devin had stopped jumping on the couch.
"I'm hungry," Devin whined.
"What do you want?" Raven asked.
"I dunno," Well that's helpful.
"Do you like herbal tea?" What a dumb question. As if!
"Herbal tea?" he thought for a second, "I like herbal tea! Gimme herbal tea! I want herbal tea! Gimme herbal tea! I want herbal tea!" Well, everyone is different.
"Great. Now can I have a second to make some?" He shut up- this babysitter wasn't as wimpy as his last one; he'd have to work much harder.
"I do wonder how friend Raven is doing babysitting. Please tell me again why the Young's are paying Raven to sit on their child while they are gone," Starfire asked.
"Star, they're paying her to watch their child while there gone not sit on him," Robin explained while Beast Boy and Cyborg laughed at Star's definition of "babysitting".
It felt strange in the tower now that Raven was gone. There was no one for Starfire to meditate with, no one kicking Cyborg's butt in Chess now that the Max7 is out, no one's meditation everyone had to try not to disturb, no one to make fun of Beast Boy, no one arguing relentlessly with Beast Boy, no one telling Beast Boy to leave them alone- it just didn't feel right. Plus, since he couldn't do any of those things to Raven, Beast Boy was bored.
"Some one should check on Raven and see how she's doing," Beast Boy announced.
"Be my guest," said Cyborg, tossing him a communicator.
"Fine, I guess I'll do it!" he turned it on and Raven picked it up.
"Whatever it is the answer is 'no'" Raven said right away.
"Dude! I was just calling to see how it's goin'!"
"Fine."
"Isn't fifty dollars a little much?"
"Yes, but she raised it to sixty."
"Sixty!" Beast Boy did the math in the air, "That's $480! Dude! How can they afford that?"
"They live in a mansion. They even have a hedge maze in the backyard. They were also desperate." She wasn't being sarcastic.
"Hey, can I help you?"
"I said no. Why?"
"The Moped3000 just came out." Raven rolled her eyes and hung up.
"Here's your tea," Raven said, handing Devin a mug. He took one sip, made a face, and then spat it out on Raven.
"BLEH! EW! Disgusting!" he said as if it wasn't obvious he thought that. "I hate herbal tea," he added as an afterthought.
"Then why did you ask for it?" Raven questioned.
"I dunno. I want pasketti!" He announced, mispronouncing "spaghetti".
"Do you actually like spaghetti?"
"Of coarse I do!" he exclaimed as if he wouldn't ask for anything he didn't like.
Raven rolled her eyes and got to work. 'If his parents pay me even one cent less I will destroy them.' Raven thought. She handed Devin a plate and put some sauce on it.
"I want more sauce!" She did it.
"I want less sauce!" She did it.
"Make it even!" She did it.
"More pasketti!" She did it.
"More sauce!" She did it.
"Less sauce here!" She did it.
"More on top!" She did it.
"Less pasketti!" She did it.
"I don't like sauce on my pasketti."
"YOU WHAT!"
Sorry my last chap was so short!By the way, this chapter is dedicated to my little sister, my inspiration for cute little (EVIL) Devin. She's his ten year old female twin (but she acts his age). What does XP and XD stand for? I MUST find know! Please tell me! R&R (please)!