Meet the Neighbors
"I am NOT helping you babysit two little brats!" Duncan said as he opened up Bridgette's apartment door. He was now out of his tuxedo and in a gray t-shirt with black sweatpants. His face was nearly tomato red. He slammed the door shut about as hard as he could, causing some complaints from the nearby neighbors. Bridgette walked out of her bedroom as she heard Duncan screaming.
"They're not brats, they're adorable little British kids." She sighed. Duncan didn't believe it. I can't believe she's making me do this. I hate kids so much. If they even bother to bring toys over here and start beating me up with it, I with throw it out the window and rip off their arms. Duncan thought.
"All kids are brats. As long as we put them to bed as soon as their mom leaves then I'll help." He decided. Bridgette's jaw dropped open.
"Are you kidding me? They're ten, you can't put a ten-year-old to bed at 7:30! And they're ADORABLE!" She exclaimed. She did have a fair point. No ten-year-old goes to sleep at that time of night.
"Grr. I hate you so much. We can just tell them if they g to bed early they'll get chocolate for breakfast." Duncan tried. But of course it won't work. Bridgette has a comeback for everything he says. All she did was roll her eyes and cross her arms.
"It's not an overnight thing, you dweeb. Just help me out, and I think you'll like them." She smiled. But did Duncan even have a choice? He was supposed to be going on a date with the pretty blonde girl that was standing in front of him. But instead, he's stuck babysitting a couple of creepy, weird, British twins.
"Ugh. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you..." Duncan muttered under his breath. But Bridgette could still hear him. They both knew he didn't hate her. So she came up with an idea to make him break down.
"I'll kiss you if you cooperate." She said in a sing-song voice. More of a teasing voice. He's gotta break sometime or another. I really need his help! Bridgette said to herself. She walked over to her living room window and looked out into the street where cars were zooming by on. The streetlights were just so beautiful, in Bridgette's opinion. But she never bothered bringing it up because she knew Duncan would disagree with her.
"Why would I want that?" He said. Crap, it didn't work! Ooh! Idea! But it does involve tears... Oh well! More fun for me! Bridgette thought. They fought about Duncan staying or not. He finally gave up and decided to stay after Bridgette used the puppy dog eyes on him. But she had just come up with a plan. A plan Duncan probably won't agree on...