Bumbleby Daycare

Summary: Yang takes on her first babysitting job.

Summer is a time to relax from school and in general just do nothing. Too bad I'm doing the complete opposite of what I should be doing during summer time. This morning I was thrown out of the house by my mom and told to go babysit the daughter of her friend. I can already tell this is going to be horrible. Parents just don't understand the importance of doing nothing during summer time for teens. The sun is cooking me alive as I walk down the street to go babysit some little rascal.

Ah, I can finally see the house I'm suppose to babysit at. Before I can walk up to the door an older woman with black hair opens the door, runs pass me, and tells me to take care of her daughter. She throws a few bags into her small car and drives away quickly. That might be my cue to start my first babysitting job.

I walk inside the house and close the door behind me. The cool sensation of air conditioning makes me sigh in relief. Now that I won't faint from heat stroke, I should look for the kid. It doesn't take long before I see a small head peak out from a room to my left. What grabs my attention is the girl's amber eyes and black bow.

"Hi, I'm Yang." she seems a little cautious about me, introducing myself should build a level of trust.

"…Go away…" the small girl quietly says.

Yup, the trust is definitely building between us, I can feel it radiating.

"A little shy aren't we? Don't worry that just adds to your cuteness!" maybe a little honesty will help.

"Gross, please die." She tells me off with a straight face.

Gross… I never felt my confidence plummet so fast before. Maybe I really should die… no, no, I can't give in yet!

"Uhm, do you like cats by any chance? I really love cats." this won't work. I might as well just go home.

"I-I do. How did you know?" She looks at me curiously with her bright amber eyes.

The cat face on her shirt, the cat paw patterned pants, and the word cat in the title of the book she's holding might have given away that secret.

"I kind of had a hunch, you can say. So, what's your name?"

"Blake."

"May I come in, Blake?" I should gently push this girl into being comfortable with me.

"Mmm." With a small nod from Blake, I walk into the living room following Blake.

Blake sits on the couch curling her legs close to her body and pulling a book near her face. Within seconds it seems like Blake has lost herself in her own little world.

I sit on the far end of the couch from Blake and stretch my legs across the span of half the couch. With nothing else to do other than read, I pick up a book off the floor and read quietly to myself.

An hour into reading and I can feel something moving on top of my legs moving closer towards me. I then notice Blake's head making its way from under the book I'm holding.

I re-position myself, so I'm now sitting up with Blake sitting in between my legs, she's leaning her head against me comfortably. She looks happy so I won't bother to ask why she did that.

Subconsciously I begin to pet Blake's head softly, much like one would do to a kitten. Now that I think about it Blake resembles a kitten. I swear I can hear Blake purring as I gently play with her hair.

"Yang," Blake calls out to me quietly.

"Need something?"

"Can you read to me?" I look down at Blake and notice her ears are turning a light pink color. Is she embarrassed about asking me to read to her? She's really adorable!

"Of course, give me anything to read!"

"In that case, I want you to read this one." Blake hands me the book that was in her hands.

Now that it's in my hands I realize how heavy and thick the book really is. I crack the book open and see the pages filled with walls of black text. Just glancing at the book gives me a headache.

"Uhh… I know, how about I read you this nice picture book?" I suggest an alternative.

"What about the other book, Yang?" Blake looks up at me curiously.

"I'm sorry. I can't read all of that text."

"Oh…" Blake looks down at the book I hand back to her with a depressed expression on her face.

Is she sad? Am I making a little girl sad?

"Okay, on second thought I'll read the book." For some odd reason I want to make Blake happy.

"Really? Here, here, page one thousand and five!" She excitedly shoves the book in my hands and leans back on me.

I bring the book in front of both of us and read for the longest two hours of my life.

XXX

"The end." Wow, what a powerful inspirational book! Clearly, one of the best written books of- who am I kidding that was boring. It was all worth it as Blake listened to every word happily- in her sleep.

Blake fell asleep around half an hour into our reading session. Every time I stopped reading Blake would start to wake up, so without much of a choice I ended up reading the entire book. Blake is now turned over on her stomach, laying her head against my stomach, with her small grabby hands clutching my shirt.

I can feel my legs growing numb from my lack of movement over the past two hours. I can't bring myself to wake up Blake, she's smiling happily in her sleep and I don't have the heart to bother her.

I'm going to lose my legs at this rate though!

If I can wake up Blake gently then I wouldn't feel too bad, the question is how do I do that? An option pops into my head after a few minutes of thinking.

I reach into my pocket and pull out my phone, followed by pulling off the furry cat cell phone strap. I then use the small furry tail of the cat to tickle Blake's nose, this is going to work without a doubt.

Blake starts to scrunch her nose. Her next actions surprise me, as Blake opens her mouth and nips my index finger.

"Ouch!" I fling my cell phone strap across the room and let out a yelp.

Blake releases my finger and opens her eyes gradually.

"What's wrong, Yang? Please don't make so much noise." Blake yawns as she sits up.

I can feel my legs again, but the pain of my index finger is distracting me from feeling any relief.

"You bit me in your sleep." I show my red index finger to Blake.

"Sorry. Mom showed me something that will make it feel all better, don't worry." Blake grabs my index finger carefully and plants a small kiss on it. "All better?"

"Ah, uhm… y-yeah…" why am I getting embarrassed over that small gesture?

I then feel a pair of warm hands cupping my cheeks. Blake is smiling as she moves her hands up and down, playing with my cheeks.

I put my hands on top of Blake's and ask her, "W-what are you doing, Blake?" I can feel my face heating up.

"I wanted to see if your cheeks were warm, they're really red." Blake answers.

"Oh, a-anyway how about we do something, want to play a game?" I gently remove Blake's hand from my face.

"I'm not a kid, it's not like we have to play games." Blake seemed excited at first when I mentioned the word game, but she quickly recomposed herself and put on a more mature air.

"Is that so? How old are you by the way?"

"I'm eight. What about you, Yang?"

"I'm fifteen. You're really cute for an eight year old, Blake." Without realizing, words of flattery slip out of my mouth.

"T-t-thanks." Blake turns her back to me, picks up a book, and starts to flip through its pages.

Is she embarrassed? For some reason I feel like teasing her a little.

I finally move my legs back towards my chest before leaning forward onto my knees. I move closer to Blake and lean on Blake's back while wrapping my arms around her neck.

"You're like a shy kitten, Blake!"

"I'm not!" Blake pouted.

"Hehe, you're just too adorable!" I rub my cheek against Blake's.

Blake closes the book in her hand with a loud thump and then proceeds to hit me on the head with it.

"Ouch. What's wrong kitten, you don't like cuddling?" I let go of Blake and rub the sore spot on my head.

"What happened to you? You changed all of a sudden; you're acting like a creep." Blake backs away from me to the other side of the couch.

"A creep?!" I'm emotionally hurt by Blake's description of my behavior. "It's not like it's my fault, you just started acting adorable all of a sudden!" I try to defend myself.

"This is pointless. Arguing over nothing won't get us anywhere." Blake sighs.

"Yeah, you're right. I'm hungry, how about you?" I ask Blake.

"Yes, I'm getting hungry." Blake's stomach lets out a small growl as she finishes her answer. Blake's face quickly turns red in embarrassment and she looks away from me.

"Come on let's figure out what to eat." I chuckle while standing up, stretching my arms above my head.

Blake recovers from her embarrassment and gets up to lead me to the kitchen.

Opening the fridge and cabinets I get the idea that Blake really might be half cat. All the food resembles something a cat would enjoy eating.

"Blake, by any chance do you want to eat tuna?" I questioned.

"I do. That's odd how did you know?" Blake asks confused.

"Are you part cat?" I voice out my thoughts.

"Yang, are you feeling okay?"

"Take off your bow." I get closer to Blake.

"Y-Yang? Hold on, you're scaring me." Blake backs away slowly, stopping when her back bumps into the wall behind her.

I reach out for the bow, but Blake ducks and runs past me, heading for the living room.

"Wait! I just want to check if you're hiding an extra pair of ears under your bow!" I explain while chasing Blake.

"I don't have ears, think about what you're saying for a second." Blake runs behind the couch opposite to the side I'm at.

She runs left and I run left, she runs right and I run right. It's an endless stalemate at this point, we both know the first one to make a move will lose the battle.

"Just let me take a quick peek, it won't hurt you." I crack my knuckles and realize that may have not been the best idea.

Blake is intimidated by my knuckle cracking and narrows her eyes.

"Look over there free hair care products!" Blake points to my right.

I look to my right and see Blake trying to run pass me on my left. I quickly turn my attention back to Blake and manage to grab her hand. I pull her to me and hug her tightly.

"I got you, kitten!"

"Ugh, I guess I have no choice." Blake relaxes and leans herself on to me.

"Good to know you know when to give u- whoa!" I notice Blake positioned her leg behind mine and gave me a small push causing me to fall back on my back.

Blake then sits on my stomach to ensure I can't get up.

"Looks like I won." Blake declares her victory.

"I thought you didn't want to play a game?" I grin.

"Ah… this wasn't a game or anything… who cares, I won." Blake mumbles.

"So you don't have ears under there." I look at Blake's head that is missing her signature bow.

"When did you…?" Blake's eyes widen in surprise.

"When I was falling down I just happened to grab it. Looks like I won." I show her the black bow in my right hand. After showing her I sit up and retie her bow back to its original position. Blake sat quietly as I tied her bow, her ears are tinged red but I don't comment on it.

"You won. You're prize is making me something to eat, congratulations." Blake says unhappily. She's probably upset about losing our little game.

"Right, I'll go claim my prize right away!" I give Blake a small peck on the nose to cheer her up before walking to the kitchen.

"You dummy…" I can hear Blake mutter under her breath.

XXX

After Blake finished her meal she ran upstairs to her room and refused to let me in.

"Blake, are you mad at me?" I lean my back against the door.

"I'm not, go away."

"You sound mad."

"I'm not."

"Then open the door if you're not mad at me."

I'm not sure what's bothering her.

"No."

"Fine, I won't bother you anymore! Stay in there all day, it's not like I care!" I scratch my head in irritation.

I walk back downstairs and plop myself down on the couch.

Great, now I'm in a bad mood and it bothers me that I gave up so easily. I stand up from the couch and head outside of the house.

I can't give up so easily after all!

I step a few feet away from the house and take a good look at it. Blake's window should be the one furthest to the right. I distance myself from the house before breaking into a full sprint. I kick off the ground and stretch out my hands to grab the edge of Blake's window. Once the tips of my fingers make contact with the edge of the window I pull myself up.

"Blake, open up!" I knock on the window.

The curtains open up slowly and I see Blake jump back in surprise. She sends me an angry glare before opening up the window.

"Hurry up and get in." Blake sighs.

"Oh, you had a change of heart, kitten?" I say while climbing into her room.

"On a second thought, stay out there and fall." Blake starts to push me.

"Wait! If I fall I might not survive the drop!"

"You should have thought of that before you decided to go through my window." Blake says unsympathetically.

"Sorry I won't tease you anymore so just let me live!"

"Fine." Blake grabs my hand and pulls me in.

I sit on the floor after making my way safely into Blake's room. Looking around Blake's room I see a normal looking girl's room. The only thing that stands out is the cat pillow on her bed.

"Now that I'm in here, go ahead and tell me what's wrong." I urge Blake to speak.

"I-It's nothing." Blake turns her head to the side.

"There has to be a reason why you locked yourself in your room. I'm not leaving until you tell me. Was it something I did?"

"…" A heavy blush appears Blake's face and spreads down to her neck.

"Was it the small kiss on the nose that bothered you?

Blake silently nods her head in approval. She takes small glances at me before looking in another direction.

"Aww, did you like the kiss that much? I'll give you more if you want, Blake!" I stand up to hug Blake.

"D-d-dummy I didn't say that I liked it! I definitely don't want anymore."Blake tries to push me away but eventually gives up and lets me hug her.

"You didn't like it? Besides that, how about me, do you like me?"

"Wha-what are you trying to make me say…"

"Hmm? I want to know your opinion of me." Blake can act friendly at times but that can quickly change to her being sharp tongued and cautious. I can usually read people fairly well, but I don't understand Blake too well.

"It's not like I hate you…"

"So you like me?"

"No, that's not it," So she really does hate me then! "I'm not too sure myself…" Blake ponders.

"I guess that's fine for now, after all we just met." I ruffle Blake's hair and lay down on her bed.

"What does 'for now' suppose to mean?" a confused expression forms on Blake's face.

"It means, I think we get along pretty well and you'll come to admit you like me, even if it's just a little." I reply to Blake with a warm smile.

Blake comes over to the bed and lies next to me.

"I see." Blake acknowledges my words and the corners of her mouth lift up slightly.

"I wonder when your mom is coming home."

"No one told you? She's going to be back next week." Blake responds.

"What?! I wasn't told that!" this must be my punishment for trying to slack off all summer.

"You won't stay with me until next week?" Blake asks me with a hint of anxiety in her voice.

"Don't worry about it, I'll stay." I reassure Blake.

"What about when my mom comes back… will you still come by?" Blake sounded slightly sad as she voiced her concern. I notice Blake's hand reaching out and grabbing onto my shirt.

"Of course I'll visit you even then."

Blake moves closer to me, snuggling herself close to me.

"What about when I get older and don't need a babysitter?" Blake continues to ask.

"Don't worry about it. We're friends so we won't have to worry about separating."

"Friends…" Blake gently whispers to herself.

I rest my chin above Blake's head and wrap my arm around her, bringing Blake closer to me.

"I'll introduce you to my little sister and a real ice princess next time."

"Ice princess? Sister?"

"Yeah, I can see the four of us being really good friends."

"I want to meet them soon…" Blake's slowly drifts off to sleep.

"Sweet dreams, kitten." I kiss the top of Blake's head and close my eyes.

"Yang… I like you." Blake softly whispers.

Yup, I still don't understand Blake, but we still have plenty of time to get to understand one another.

Babysitting over the summer isn't so bad after all.

A/N: Once again I want to say thanks to everyone for their support. I've made up my mind to end this story at ten chapters (about time i made a decision). This won't count as a chapter though, this chapter is more like a... special? side story? This chapter was actually the original Bumbleby daycare story that I decided to do a heavy amount of changes on. I will post another chapter today (5/24/14) or tomorrow. The following week will be another two chapters and the week after the last chapter. Thanks for reading and look forward to the next chapter.