VOLTRON: Five guys, one baby Acadamy Years

When Lance sticks his foot in his mouth, he drags his friends into a baby sitting nightmare.

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters from Voltron. But I have written a letter to my congressman.

Jenna was reading from her new book when the phone starting ringing. Lance picked it up and Becka could be heard on the other end. "I completely forgot to tell you that there's a costume party."

"Already a head of you. Jenna's going as a clown. Everything's taken care of."

"Thanks. Please take a picture of her for me."

"It's a deal."

"So is my apartment still standing."

"Why wouldn't it be."

"You know, I should cry 'foul' due to the fact you've got help."

"I know that."

"But, if my place is still in one piece the way you claim it is, I consider letting you get away with it."

"You're all heart."

"I know."

"I'll see you tomorrow."

"Before you hang up, Jenna wants to talk to you." Lance handed Jenna the phone and left the room. Before Jenna said anything, Sven, Hunk, and Pidge walked in. Jenna shoved the phone at Hunk and said, "Talk." Hunk took the phone and said, "Hello?"

"Hi, it's Becka."

"Becka! It's great to hear from you."

"I take it Jenna's been driving everyone crazy."

"No, not at all. Everything's great."

"Sure it is. You can tell me."

"I'm serious. Everything's great. Jenna misses you a lot."

"Okay. Put someone else on." Pidge was the next to get the phone. After talking with Becka for a few minutes, he handed the phone to Sven. Sven spoke with Becka and was about to give the phone to Jenna when Keith walked in. Without warning, Sven gave it to his friend and followed Hunk and Pidge out. Jenna grinned at him and said, "Becka."

"Hi, Becka."

"So, I take it the others didn't warn you it was me."

"Exactly."

"How's my little sister?"

"She's great. Everything has been going pretty good."

"Honestly?"

"Well, there were a few problems."

"Like what?"

"Like the time Lance borrowed my car to pick her up and somehow, your little sister and my car ended up purple."

"Oh, no."

"And four hundred and twenty pages of hard work ended up being lost."

"Ouch."

"And about five computer disks."

"Tell me that's a bad joke."

"Don't I wish."

"I'm so sorry."

"It's okay. But that's everything that went wrong."

"I'm thankful for that."

"I take you win."

"Don't tell Lance this, but I bought a new suit. I had a feeling he'd ask for help. That proves that he knew at least a little about taking care of Jenna. He wins."

"There is one thing that I need to know. Did you ask Jenna to act differently?"

"Not really. Jenna has a habit of trying to scare away babysitters when I leave her with one."

"I take it that was part of your master plan."

"Sort of. I didn't expect my aunt to get sick. I was hoping that after a few hours with Jenna, Lance would never think that watching a two-year old to be a walk in the park."

"Very funny. Here's Jenna. Have fun until tomorrow."

"Thanks."

Becka grinned as her sister began telling her about what had happened. What was supposed to have been a simple day trip had turned into a week of taking care of their aunt when she ended up with the flu. Becka had been nervous about leaving her sister at home with someone that had no babysitting experience, but there had been no other choice. From what Jenna was now telling her, it had been a good idea. She laughed as Jenna described as only a two year old could about how the guys had been looking for her all over the mall the day before and about how Lance thought that she had swallowed a turtle. Becka smiled and said, "I'll be home tomorrow night, okay?"

"'Kay."

"Love you, Jenna."

"Love you." Jenna hung up the phone and Becka did so as well a moment later.