Trouble from two

Chapter 3

Paulina

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"My name is Paulina!" the cute hamster cooed. If she weren't an annoying brat Stan was to babysit, Stan would have flirted with her, even though she was at least 5 years younger than him.

She was all white, with a ponytail on the top of her head, held with a blue beaded ponytail. Her tail was in a blue beaded ponytail, too. She had a pearl necklace on each of her paws.

"This is the girl you be baby-sitting, Stan!" siad Snady, grinning and pushing the little hamster towards Stan. Paulina immedietly grabbed his hand at looked into his face. Stan sweatdropped.

"Um… that's nice… now, please…" he said, taking a step back. The hasmter that Sandy was holding hadns with was half her size, and all white, with a tiny spiked moehawk.

"This is Donald." said Sandy, smirking. She and Donald walked away.

"I like you." said Paulina. She tugged Stan's paw.

Stan sighed and collapsed onto the ground. Paulina plopped beside him, snuggling up to his arm.

"Listen, kid!" he said, his voice raising. Paulina looked at him innocently. "You go your way, I go mine." He grumpily huffed off, leaving poor Paulina sitting there.

Stan pushed the clubhouse door open. Everyone was there, and Donald, who was sitting on Sandy's lap.

"Where's Paulina, Stan?" asked Sandy, looking around.

"Uh… she's… napping…!" cried Stan.

"Really… well you can let her sleep in Boss' bed, right Boss?" said Sandy, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah, I'd be happy to." siad Boss.

"No!" blurted out Stan. "No, no… she doesn't care."

Stan sat down stiffly.

"I think it's so cute that you are babysitting! Isn't it fun, Bijou?" cried Pashmina from the other side of the table.

"Whatever." said Bijou coldly. Everyone sweatdropped and scooted away from her.

"BOOOOOOOSSSSSSSSS!" someone yelled. Everyone looked up.

The hasmter they saw on the second floor was white, with a pink toque, and blonde hair curled out from underneath the cap. She wore a burgandy halter top. Stan blinked, and scooted up there in a flash.

"Well, hello…" siad Stan, taking her paw. "My name is Stan…"

WHAMMEH!

Stan lay on his back, and gazed up. Although he was dizzy, he could still see that he was back on the first floor. On his back. In pain.

"Don't… touch… me…" the girl hamster said breathlessly, in a karate pose. A hamster walked up to the girl and touched her shoulder, but then Stan passed out.

"STANSTANSTANSTANSTAN" a voice shouted from the bushes later that evening. Paulina rocketed out of nowhere and clung to his arm. Stan sighed, and continued to walk.

"Why can't Kristina like me? What's her problem?" Stan asked himself, ignoring Paulina.

"You can like me." giggled Paulina.

"And that annoying brother of hers! Rogue!" growled Stan. "BAH! Rogue, my foot!"

"I like your feet." sighed Paulina dreamily.

"She's obviously a real pain." groaned Stan. "I should just give up…"

"Yesh!" said Paulina, squeezing Stan's arm tighter.

"Kid, yer gonna cut off my circulation!" cried Stan.