(A/N) My apologies for the short first chapter, it was the first one I actually wrote in a notebook. Also, I'm sorry that you couldn't see the section dividers in the first chapter, I'm trying to fix that problem, but it doesn't work so well and keeps screwing up my settings.

I hope you like my new habit of writing poetry for the disclaimer, and it's safe to say that they'll only get longer. Now, I'm going to be experimenting with different formats and styles of presentation and, while I will be happy to take suggestions, it may take a while before it goes into effect, because I've got a backlog of chapters in my notebook.

Keep in mind that if you don't like the length, all you have to do is say something, and the chapters will get either longer or shorter.

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Disclaimer:

I do not own this

I merely write the fiction

And think up new plots

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Baby Sitter of Doom

Chapter Two

"The Baby-sitter has Arrived"

"Bye, Mom! Bye, Dad! Have fun!" Calvin called as his parents carried their luggage out the door.

"We will!" his dad called back.

"Sweetie, be good!" his mom shouted as she backed out the door.

"Don't worry, I will!" Calvin yelled as the door closed.

"Not," said Hobbs, who was standing next to Calvin at the top of the stairs.

"So," Calvin began, "what to do before the sitters arrive…?"

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Meanwhile, said baby sitters were…lost.

\Yami-sama, I think we're lost./

/Of course we are, ahou! You're the one doing the navigating!\

\Maybe we should ask for directions/

/Maybe you should ask for directions.\

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Hobbs grinned from ear to ear.

"What to do, indeed," he echoed.

"How about the transmogrification machine?"

"Naah…the cloning device?"

"I know! We'll make a body-swapper!"

And so, the hunt for a cardboard box and a marker began. Once said necessary items had been located, the inventing process began.

Calvin used the marker to write "BODY SWAPPER" on the side of the upside down box, and drew a button with "30 sec" written on it.

"Ummm…how does it work?" Hobbs asked when Calvin announced he was done.

"Easy! One of us presses this button," he indicated the "30 sec" button, "to start it. Then we both go inside, and thirty seconds after the button was pressed, it puts us in each other's bodies!"

"Cool! Let's use it before the baby-sitters get here!"

"Yeah!"

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Meanwhile, the baby-sitters…had met Roslyn!

"Excuse me, miss, but I'm lost," Ryoh said, while tapping her on the shoulder.

"Mmmm? Where're you trying to go?" she asked.

"A nice couple asked me to watch their kid while they went on vacation. I've got the address, only I can't seem to find it."

"Alright, I'll take you there. I only just got out of watching the neighborhood terror, so I've got time to spare."

"Here it is!" Ryoh said cheerfully, handing Roslyn a slip of paper. However, when she glanced at it and went white, he got a sinking feeling.

\Yami-sama, I think we're watching the kid she's talking about./

/Really, Yadonushi-sama? May I send the terror to the Shadows?\

\No./

/Add him to our doll collection?\

\No./

/Scare him senseless when he misbehaves?\

\...yes./

/Finally, you say yes to something!\

"Hey…are you alright?" Roslyn asked in a worried tone. "I mean, your eyes glazed over and you spaced out."

"It's nothing, really. Happens all the time!"

"If you do that around Calvin, he'll eat…you…alive."

"I'm not worried."

"Maybe you should be."

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"How will I know when it's worked?" Calvin's voice wondered aloud.

"We've been in here for a while," Hobbs's voice answered.

"So let's get out."

"Good idea."

The cardboard box lifted up, and a boy and a tiger looked at each other.

"Aaaaaa!" they both yelled. Then, "you're me!" they cried out, and, "I'm you!"

"Cool," Calvin (in Hobbs's body) stated. "Hey…how come I want tuna?"

"How come I don't?"

"Maybe we've got each other's tastes now?"

"Weird."

Just as Calvin (now a tiger) and Hobbs (now a boy) were going to get Calvin some tuna—

—Ding-dong—

—the doorbell rang.

"Well, get it!" Calvin hissed.

"Your mom told you to!" Hobbs replied.

"But you look like me now!"

"Oh, yeah…"

Hobbs opened the door, and gasped, backing up. For in the door stood none other than Roslyn, and, slightly behind her, a teen with white hair, brown eyes, and a glazed expression.

"C'mon!" he yelled, grabbing Calvin's arm and pulling him up the stairs.

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"And that," Roslyn commented, "is the terror himself."

"Oh, all right," Ryoh mumbled in a dazed way. "I'll just sit down and work a few things out."

"Here's my number," Roslyn said, handing him a piece of paper, "call me if there's trouble you can't handle."

"Alright," Ryoh mumbled, his eyes already glazing.

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(A/N) .

What on Earth compelled me to end a chapter there? But…that's how it is in my notebook, so you'll have to wait for the next one. I promise it's longer!

I tried a new divider, so tell me if it worked. Oh, and I'm pretty sure I wrote this chapter to classical music, but I'm not sure, 'cause it was a while ago. The next one, however, was written to Weird Al, so expect strangeness.

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Thanks to my anonymous reviewer, if it hadn't been for you, I wouldn't have bothered typing this thing into a computer. My joy cannot be expressed in prose!

Thank you

You gave me joy

When you said you liked this

I hope you like the rest of it

So, thanks.

I sincerely hope you enjoyed my awful cinquain.