Chapter 3-The Crib

Sorry for the delay. It was the last week of school so I was busy with other things. But now that schools over I can write and update stories more frequently.

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"It's great to finally meet you John." Sarah says, shaking Johns hand.

"Yeah, good to meet you too." John says. "Can we leave now?" He whispers to Carina.

"No we can't leave yet. We just got here, plus we got a job for you."

Carina and Sarah led John to Travis' room.

"I'm not babysitting any brat."

"My son is not a brat!" Sarah says picking up Travis.

"John, be quiet! You're not babysitting anyone. You're going to build the crib."

John grunts.

Sarah and Carina leave him in the room.

An hour later, Chuck knocks on Sarah's door while trying to button his shirt.

Carina opens the door. "Running late, handyman?"

"Yeah. Sorry."

"Nothing to apologize for." Carina says, flashing him a smile.

"Um, right. I should get to work."

Chuck walks to the back out the house. He passes Travis' room and sees John trying to set up the crib.

He keeps going on his way.

An hour later, he walks back into the house.

"Finish!" He hears a very proud John yell.

Sarah and Carina walk into the room to find a built crib.

Chuck stands by the doorway.

"Wow, you actually did it." Sarah says.

"What made you think I wouldn't?" John asks.

Sarah shrugs. John grunts.

John picks up Travis. "Alright kid, let's get you in this thing." John slowly lowers Travis into the crib.

Chuck's eyes roam over the floor where he sees two very important parts to the crib.

"Wait!" Chuck says loudly. He walks into the room. "I wouldn't do that if I were you." He says while taking Travis from John and handing him to Sarah.

"Why not?" John asks.

"Because…" Chuck places a toy in the crib.

Everyone watches the crib fall apart.

John looks angrily at Chuck. Sarah and Carina try not to laugh.

Chuck turns to Sarah. "If you would like I could set up the crib properly and safely for you."

Before Sarah can answer, John speaks. "What, you saying that I can't fix it right?"

"Well, from what we all just saw…that's exactly what I'm saying."

John grunts angrily.

"But what do I know, right? I am licensed to fix and build house. I think I can manage a simple crib."

John puffs out his chest and growls at Chuck.

"What's with the growling? Are you some kind of caveman?"

Sarah and Carina giggle. Casey looks at the girls and they stop giggling.

"Johnny, how about you let Chuckles fix the crib?" Carina says, slowly rubbing against John.

"Okay." John whispers.

"Great! Then it's settled, Chuck will fix the crib then Sarah will take him out for dinner as a thank you, and John and I will babysit."

"What?!" CHuck, Sarah, And John say.

"Carina that is not necessary." Sarah and Chuck say.

"I'm not babysitting a brat."

"Stop calling my son a brat!" Sarah tells John.

"Look, you two are going to go on a date and like it. John we are going to watch Travis or you're cut off. Got it?!"

"Yeah."