Baby Rescuer

Dani Burns p.o.v

We've been caring for a random baby for two days, three if you count today. After hearing Kade's odd story about the baby following him to school I decided to keep an extra eye on him. Something just ain't right about that kid we found. Him being a boy doesn't help. It was lunch and I was walking to the table that the cheerleaders were sitting at when I noticed the child outside... crawling along the fence! How!? The tike can't even walk yet! Panicking, I dropped the tray, spilling fruit punch on my cheerleader outfit. Without thinking I rushed outside, only he wasn't on the fence anymore...

HE WAS SITTING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD WITH A DELIVERY TRUCK HEADED STRAIGHT TO HIM!

Adrenaline filled me as I charged the fence, doing a backflip over it and into a mud puddle that splashed all over me. Not stopping, I rolled onto the road, scooping the baby into my arms has I rolled past him. I came back into a stand on the other side of the road from the middle school. The truck zoomed past us harmlessly. Sighing, I looked down only to notice I'm holding empty air. Frantic, I looked around quickly for the baby. There! On the delivery Truck's roof... HOW DID HE GET UP THERE!?

Ignoring the fact that lunch will be over with in a few minutes, I bolted down the road screaming. "Stop! There's a baby on your car's roof!"

Seeing a taxi, I dove into it while shouting, "Follow that delivery truck and step on it!" I barely buckled has Ms. Couzens drove off.

The elderly lady glanced back at me, "any reason why you want to be in a car chase?"

I nearly growl at her as I pointed at the truck, "The baby my family is watching is on the roof... of that house!?" I was surprised to see that the baby is no longer on the truck's roof but the roof of Mrs. Neederlander's house.

Without waiting for her to stop the car, I dove out of the moving taxi and ran up to the side of the house. I was starting to climb when I heard a giggle behind me. Looking down I saw the BABY CROSSING THE STREET AGAIN! Jumping down, I ran into the road. Only the baby disappeared again. Frantic, I left the road and started to search what felt like everywhere for the tyke. Eventually, I found him on top of the windmills.

Not wasting anytime, I rushed over and started to look for a way up. Not finding any, I was just starting to wonder if the baby can fly when I saw a random rope ladder on the side of the windmill next to the one that the baby's on... we should name him. Seeing that it does go to the top, I started climbing as fast as my skirt allowed. Huffing, half way to the top I decided from now on I'm wearing pants. So much easier to rescue in!

Finally, I reached the top. After double checking he is still on the neighboring roof, he still is, I gave a running start before leaping off the windmill... and onto its neighbor. Sighing out of relief that the tyke didn't vanish this time, I scooped him up, only to realize we're struck. Looking around, I finally decided our best bet was to rid on one of the fan-blades till its at its' lowest point then drop to the ground. It's extremely dangerous, especially with a baby, but we didn't have much choice. Not unless I call 911 and asked for a ladder, but to do that I need a cellphone on me and not in my second hour teacher's desk drawer. Fan-blades it is.

Tightening my grip on the tyke, I approached the spinning blades and waited for the right time to jump on one. Which is right now if I don't want to chicken out. Charging forward, I grabbed the windmill arm and allowed it to lower us to the ground. Once its as close as it can get I let go and fell into a roll with the baby tucked into my stomach. Standing up, I noticed that we are closer to my house than school and decided since I missed the first half of fourth hour and I only have fifth hour left, I decided to skip the rest of school.

Turning around, I headed home. Once there I made a beeline to the landline and called my school to explain my absence. Maybe the chase will give them a good laugh...

Charles Burns p.o.v

Coming home to four kids instead of three is going to get some used too. Coming home to see Dani attacking her hair with scissors is a cause for alarm.

"Woah! Dani! What are you doing with the scissors?" I asked my only daughter.

Dani rolled her eyes, "Saving people is way cooler than cheer but I can't do that with my hair constantly getting in my eyes." She spun around to give me a more serious look, "How do I look?"

I studied how the bob cut frames her face before answering, "Like your mother."

Just then Woody walked in carrying the baby, "Don't know about you guys but I'm getting a little tired calling the tyke baby all the time."

Agreeing, I called a family meeting in the living room in fifteen minutes. I then went and changed out of my work uniform and into some casual clothes. Mostly jeans and t- shirt. Once done I headed downstairs to see everyone waiting for me in the living room. Woody was leaning against the entrance way to the kitchen, Kade and Graham were sitting on the couch with the baby in-between them. Dani claimed the only armchair. Sighing, I went and sat on the edge of the coffee table.

"Okay, we need a good name to call the baby while the search for his parents is on going." I spoke firmly. Only to blink when the babe threw one of the couch pillows at me.

Kade spoke with great frustration, "Why don't we call him pillow since he loves throwing them soo much?"

Before I could shoot Kade down Dani spoke up, "I actually googled boy names, why not Aidan? It means little fire."

"You guys are being plain silly, his name is Alien." Woody called out.

"No pillow."

"Blake is a good one"

"Alien!" "Pillow!"

"Or how about Chase?"

"Alien!" "Pillow!"

"There's also Dylan..."

"Alien!" "Pillow!"

"Oh! And Fynn!"

"Alien!" "Pillow!"

"We should really consider Eth..."

I launched to me feet and bellowed, "ENOUGH! One at a time!"

Graham, who had his laptop out, spoke up, "Dad, why not a compromised? In some regions of the world the name Cody means pillow and we can use Allen as a middle name since it kinda sounds like alien."

I blinked slowly before muttering "Cody Allen" under my breathe. Uh, I guess we now have a name...