Wow. There a lot of people out there that like both of these shows. Well, here's chapter 2, please don't be shy and review, review, review! (OK, bad poetry, I know).
Santa Barbara, Present Day
Maggie Stenson sighed and flipped on the TV. She hadn't sitting for the Peterson family. Their kids were terrible brats who never listened. Worse yet, the family didn't have cable in any room but the master bedroom, which she'd been forbidden to enter.
Boredom gnawed uncomfortably at her insides as she watched the old black and white set the Peterson children worshipped. Finally, she decided to call the parents and ask a special favor. Maybe they would let her watch TV in their room if she agreed to sit for free from, now on. But was that really worth it?
Maggie picked up the TV Guide that had been laying on a table. "Monk" was on. She never missed "Monk." Her mind was made up. She grabbed her cell phone and dialed Mike Peterson's number.
The door to the master bedroom slowly creaked open as Maggie pushed it. She'd gotten permission, after about ten minutes of begging, to enter the room and watch some good old OCD detective work.
She flopped down on the bed and clicked on the newer set, glancing back into one corner of the room as she did so and immediately regretting the action. Staring at her was a large clown doll, the kind that toy companies make just to freak little kids out. She shuddered as she grabbed her phone again to call Mike and ask if she could move the life-size doll into the closet or something.
The man's phone rang once, twice, three times before he answered. "Mr. Peterson," Maggie began, looking back at the TV, where Adrian Monk was obsessively cleaning his doorknobs in the dishwasher, "sorry to bother you again, but I was wondering if I could maybe move that weird clown doll into the closet while I'm here? It's kind of creeping me out."
"Maggie," Mike said hurriedly, "grab the kids and get out of the house. We don't have a clown doll!"
Mike's warning was cut short, though, as Maggie looked behind her and screamed. The clown wasn't in the corner.