Misadventures in Babysitting
By Mark J. DeGregorio, a.k.a.- Lucky
It was a snowy day and Patricia was bored. She and Nonie had just got off “being
grounded” and she was still angry with her for ruining everything with her big
mouth.
Patricia stretched her neck to the living room door
to see her stupid twin sister playing her electric guitar. The rubber brunette smiled as she pulled her
head back and rushed to the window at the back of the mansion. Quickly, she squeezed herself through the
crack between the window and frame.
Once outside, Patricia stretched herself up to the roof.
She positioned herself close to the front door. Patricia then stretched her neck down to the
living room window to see if Nonie was still in the room, “Yes,” she grinned,
“She’s still playing her stupid guitar.”
Patricia stretched her arm to the front door and
began to ring the doorbell.
Inside, Nonie heard the doorbell and shouted, “Could
someone get the door!”
She looked around and saw no one around. She sighed and set her guitar down and went
to see who was at the door. Patricia
pulled her head and hand back and shaped both of her hands into steam shovels.
Nonie opened the front door and saw no one around,
stepped out and looked around. That is
when Patricia pushed a mountain of snow off the roof and burying Nonie under
it. She stretched down to get a better
look at her handy work.
Patricia pulled a carrot out of her pocket and shoved
it into the snow pile, then a couple of caracole for the eyes. She stepped back and laughed, “She makes a
rotten snow girl.”
Nonie pushed her head out from the snow, spitting out
the carrot. Patricia began to run back
into the house as Nonie pulled herself out from under the snow. Patricia slammed the front door and Nonie
flattened her arm and slid it under, grabbing Patricia by the ankle.
Nonie pulled her arm back, slamming Patricia into the
door. She then pulled Patricia through
the space under the door, flattening her in the process. “Okay Flatty Patty, you and me are going to
war!” Nonie snapped.
Patricia popped herself back to normal and responded,
“Bring it on, stick-girl!”
The two began to fight when a pair of large green hands
grabbed them and pulled them apart.
James dragged them back into the house with each trying to claw and kick
at the other. Once inside, James
informed them about a babysitting job.
“No way!” Nonie shouted, “Why should I give up a
Saturday to baby-sit some little brat!”
“And I’m way too busy to waste me valuable time to do
something so demeaning as babysitting.” Patricia added.
James lifted an eyebrow and replied, “It pays sixty
dollars for three hours work.”
Both girls’ eyes lit up when they heard that, Nonie
answered, “I’ll do it!”
Patricia glared at Nonie and said, “No! I’ll do it!”
“Why don’t
you both do it and split the money?” James suggested.
The rubber twins agreed and James gave them the
address. As they went upstairs to
change out of their snow-dampen clothes, Patricia said, “Sixty dollars, they
must really be desperate.”
* * * * * * *
Since he was on his way to the lab, Beaker gave the
twins a ride to the address while the others were going to go to the ship to do
some work. Nonie and Patricia bickered
all the way to the house where they were to sit. Beaker pulled the car to the curb, Patricia jumped out of the
car, and before Nonie could exit, Patricia slammed the door on Nonie’s face,
flattening it against the window.
“Smooth move, Nonie.” Patricia laughed. Nonie opened the door and stepped out of the
car. Patricia took one of her fingers,
ran it down the front of Nonie’s flattened face, and joked, “I think I’ll start
calling you skillet face.”
Nonie shook her head until her face popped back into
shape, “You’re cruisin’ for a bruisin’, Patty!” she grumbled.
Beaker sighed, putting the car in gear and droved
away. As the girls approached the front
door, they tucked their ears under their hair and Nonie adjusted the wool cap
to hide her ears. When they were ready,
Patricia rang the doorbell.
Nonie looked at the outside of the house and could
not help thinking “she has been here before”. A woman opened the door and invited them in. She had dark hair, which came to her
shoulders and wearing a blue dress. She
introduced herself as Claire Butterfeild.
“Butterfeild? Na, it couldn’t
be…” Nonie thought.
Her husband entered the room, adjusting his tie and
said, “Hurry Claire, we need to be leaving soon.”
“In a minute, Bob” she snapped, “Now if anything goes
wrong, you can reach us at this number.” She held out a piece of paper with a
phone number on it, which Patricia snatched.
As Bob and Claire left the house, Claire turned back
and shouted to the upstairs, “Kids!
Come down and meet your babysitters!”
Nonie was relieved to see a little girl come down the
stairs. “Hello there, I’m Sally.” She
said in a shy, meekly voice.
She was around six years old with blonde hair in
pigtails. “My brother says he’s not
coming down to meet you hired mercenaries.”
Patricia replied through clenched teeth, “Well, you
tell him to get down here this minute.”
“Okay…” she turned to face the stairs and screamed;
“They said to get your butt down here…now!”
Nonie’s fears became a reality when a fat little boy
came bouncing down the stairs. She now
remembers why the house looked so familiar to her, as she cried, “Oh
No…Melvin!”
* * * * * * *
Alan scurried out the door with Stephanie, James, and
Penny following. They were heading to
the Terisen to do some more work. Alan
jumped into the driver’s seat of Stephanie’s car. He was about to start the engine when her heard someone's
clearing throat. “Excuse me…”
Alan looked up to see his sister glaring at him as
she continued, “…But who said you can drive MY car?”
“But we need it to get to the ship.” He insisted.
“I repeat…” She aimed, “…who said you can drive MY
car?”
“But I know what everything does in this car, I did
all the modifications.” Alan whined.
Stephanie became angry as she shouted, “If you don’t
move over, I’m going to make some modifications on your face!”
As Alan slid over to the passenger side, James and
Penny got into the back seat. Stephanie
looked back and said, “Okay everyone…buckle up.”
Alan smiled, “But, what cop is going to see us at one
mile altitude?”
Stephanie reached over and grabbed Alan’s seatbelt,
stretching across his body, fastening it super tight, and responded, “I said buckle
up!”
Alan loosens his restrains and gasped, “Just…joking.”
Stephanie put the car in gear, flicked the switch,
and the car was air bourn. It was only a five-minute flight to the
Terisen. Stephanie set the car down by
the entrance to the ship. They got out
of the car and approached the airlock.
After opening the door, they went their separate ways.
Stephanie went to the landing bay to the cargo
ship. She entered and kicked on the
ship’s systems. When the computer came
on, she discovered the ship was named Ecstatic Delphis, and decided to
leave it that. She went to the flight
deck and sat down in the pilot’s seat to get the feel of it. She pulled out the manual that Alan had
giving her and began to check the Delphis’ systems.
James took his wife to the observation deck aboard
the Terisen. He showed Penny the things
in there. James started to demonstrate
the replicater when it proved not to be in working order. “I guess Alan hasn’t got to this yet.” James
said.
He opened a panel and looked to see why it was not
working. He turned to Penny and said,
“This part is burned up, wait here, I’ll go to the machine shop and get a
replacement part.”
As James walked out of the room, Penny took a seat on
a sofa.
* * * * * * *
“Well…well…well, if it isn’t elf-girl.” Melvin provoked, and
reached out, snatching her wool hat off her head, “Hey! Christmas is over, pull off those elf ears.”
Melvin grabbed Nonie’s pointed ears and began to yank
at them. He stretched them three feet,
then he let them loose. Her ears
snapped back into her head as she winced in pain.
Patricia found all this to be quite amusing, laughed,
“That was funny, do it again.”
“Let me try it.” Nonie growled, and she grabbed
Patricia’s nose, stretching it four feet and letting it go. When it snapped back into her face, her
pointed ears popped out from her long dark hair.
“How do you like them apples?” Nonie giggled.
“I like it this much.” Patricia yelled as she
stretched her fist over to Nonie’s face, mashing it into the back of her head.
“Hey, two rubber elf-girls,” Melvin smiled with glee,
“Now we can have some real fun.”
Both Nonie and Patricia stopped and glared at the
little fat kid before them and shouted, “Oh no you don’t!”
Patricia continued, “Let’s get one thing
straight! We’re in charge here!”
“And unless you want to find your butt in bed right
now, you’ll behave yourself.” Nonie added.
Melvin scoffed, “Or what? You’ll call our parents.”
Patricia held up the number that Mrs. Butterfeild
gave them and stated, “We have the number right here mister.”
Melvin rushed over to the dark haired elf and kicked
her in the shin. Patricia dropped the
paper to grab her sore shin. Nonie
began to laugh, until Melvin kicked her in the shin. When both rubber girls were hopping, holding their shins, Melvin
snatched the phone number and ran off with it.
“Why that little…let's get him!” Patricia cried. As the rubber twins took off after him,
Sally stuck out her foot and tripped them.
Sally then followed her older brother in the chase.
Melvin and Sally ran through the living room; through
the dinning room; then through the kitchen; then the hall, and back through the
living room. Nonie and Patricia chased
the rug-rats around the house about four laps, when Nonie decided to stop at
the hallway door and catch them.
Nonie took a position by the door, and waited for
Melvin to run by. Melvin smashed
through, slamming Nonie between the wall and the door. Sally busted through the doorway smacking
Nonie with the door, and then Patricia pounded Nonie with the door. When the door slowly closed, Nonie was
flattened to about one millimeter in thickness.
Patricia stopped and turn around to see her flatten
sister plastered to the wall. She ran
to her and yelled, “Nonie you knuckle-head!
What are you doing?”
“I don’t know, just hanging around.” The flattened
redhead replied.
Patricia reached out, grabbed Nonie by the top of her
head, and pulled her from the wall, gripped, “Well quit fooling around!”
Patricia gave her a quick snap and popped her back to
normal bellowed, “Nonie, you lame-brain, you should be more aware of your
surroundings!”
“Make way for the TV cart express!” they heard Melvin
shouted. The rubber twins turned to see
Melvin dashing into the hallway, pushing a TV cart directly at them, “All
aboard…Toot…Toot!”
Melvin hit them with the cart and both fell across
the cart as Melvin pushed them down the hall.
Melvin shouted, “Next stop…the basement.”
Sally stood by the basement door. She opened it as Melvin pushed their
babysitters through the doorway and down the stairs. Nonie, Patricia, and the cart, bounced down the stairs and
crashed at the bottom in a tangled mess.
Melvin stood at the top of the stairs, laughed, “You
al’ don’t come back now…ya hear!”
In the basement, Nonie and Patricia were trying to
untangle themselves. Patricia snapped,
“Nonie, get your foot out of my face.”
“That’s your foot in your face.” Nonie retorted.
When they finally got untangled, both raced up the
stairs to pound Melvin. When they got
to the top of the stairs; Melvin slammed the door on them, knocking them both
back down the stairs.
As they got back up off the floor, they heard Melvin
lock the door to the basement. Patricia
looked at Nonie and asked, “Now what will we do?”
“I know…” Nonie said and began to stretch up to the
door, “we’ll squeeze ourselves under the door and…”
Patricia stretched her arm, grabbed Nonie by the
shoulder, and said, “Wait, Melvin will probably be expecting us to do that.”
Upstairs, Melvin pressed a button on the intercom to
listen to their plans. He heard them
schemed, “…we’ll slip through this window, go to the roof, and go down the
chimney.”
Melvin turned and walked towards the living room,
grinned, “Brrr…It’s cold in here, better get a fire going to warm up the
house.”
* * * * * * *
Alan strolled into the main computer room. He smiled and said, “Let’s get this puppy
going.”
He pulled out his cable to plug himself into the
computer. After attaching one end into
the computer’s input port, he then attached the other end into his data port on
the back of his neck. Moments later,
Alan was inside the Terisen’s computer core.
“Now let’s see…” he said as he approached the main frame.
Alan started to press a series of buttons to get the
computer back online. As he did this,
he reactivated the ship’s A.I. and Alan found himself standing on the palm of a
hundred foot attractive woman with shoulder length purple hair. She did not looked pleased, and said, “You
do not belong here.”
Alan smiled and said, “Hi, I’m Alan J. Foster, super
genius…”
“What you are is an intruder…Get OUT!” she said and
blew at him.
Alan’s body began to break up as he was thrown out of
the computer and back into his own body.
“Was that…Terisen?” Alan mumbled.
This little rest was only short lived as he heard
that woman’s voice announced, “Activating internal defense systems.”
Alan jumped up and shouted, “Oh Shit!”
* * * * * * *
The girls opened the cellar window and stretched
themselves to the outside. They then,
stretched up to the roof and made their way to the chimney. Nonie looked at it and squeaked, “My
God! That is a small space.”
Patricia looked at her and said, “With that bony body
of yours, you should have absolutely no trouble getting down that chimney!”
“How does Santa manage to go down these things?”
Nonie asked.
Patricia sighed, “He just does…and he’s a lot bigger
than you!”
“Well if it’s so easy…” Nonie grumbled, “…You go
first!”
Patricia climbed onto the chimney and placed her feet
in. She then lowered herself down,
holding the sides of the chimney.
“See…nothing to it!”
Patricia started to stretch her arms and lowered
herself down the flue, said, “When I get down, you follow.”
Melvin squirted the logs in the fireplace with
kerosene, and tossed a lit match onto of the logs. A fireball shot up the chimney and struck Patricia on the
rear. She pulled herself up so fast;
she shot out of the smokestack like a bullet.
She flew up and over the house, landing in the snow below.
Nonie ran to the edge of the roof to see where
Patricia had landed. She was sitting in
the snow, cooling her butt off. Nonie
grinned and shouted, “Hey, aren’t you suppose to be on the inside of the
house!”
Frustrated, and angrier, Patricia stretched her fist
up and punched her twin in the face.
Nonie fell off the roof and landed about six feet from where Patricia
had landed.
Nonie lifted her face from the snow and sarcastically
asked, “Any other clever ideas?”
* * * * * * *
Terisen scanned for all unknown intruders with-in
her. She found one in the observation
deck, one in the landing bay in the captured pirate ship, and the one in her
computer room. She began targeting
those intruders.
Alan ran down the corridor as lasers starting to
shoot at him. He shouted, “Wait… I’m
one of the good guys!”
He continued to dodge the blaster fire, looking for a
safe place to hide.
Penny ran out of the observation room, dodging the
lasers at super speed. “What the hell
happen?” she asked herself.
She continued to run through corridor after corridor
until she ran into Alan. She helped him
dodge the laser by grabbing him and dragging him by his shirt. “All right, what did you do this time?” she
demanded.
“I went to get the ship back online and the ship’s
avatar got pist.” He answered.
Stephanie ran out of the Delphis and had to dodge
lasers. Terisen activated one of the ADW-200
battle drones, which were kept in the hanger deck.
Stephanie’s face drained of color as she saw a
twelve-foot robot-looking thing approach her.
It was black and silver with a long, narrow, glowing yellow eye in the
front of it. It walked on two massive
legs, and had two gun mounts set in front of it.
Stephanie stepped away from it as two hatches opened
on both sides of its so-called head, revealing two missile launchers targeting
her.
* * * * * * *
Melvin and Sally carried something big under a sheet
upstairs and into a bedroom. Sally
opened the window while Melvin setup the next surprise.
The rubber twins walked around the house looking for
a way in. Nonie looked at Patricia’s
butt and teased, “Look on the bright side, you always liked your buns
toasted.”
Patricia held up her fist, grating her teeth and
retorted, “Keep it up and your body fat will increase around your lips!”
The two walked around the corner and saw an open
window in an upstairs bedroom, “There’s our ticket in.” Patricia smiled.
Patricia stretched herself up to the window. She reached her arms in and heard Melvin
shouted, “Now!”
Sally grabbed Patricia’s wrists and pulled them
towards the wringer she and her brother had lugged in. Melvin started to rotate the crank, making
the rollers move. Sally shoved
Patricia’s hands into the wringer. As Patricia started being squeezed through
the rollers, she shouted, “Nonie…a little help…NOW!”
Nonie looked around, and then grabbed Patricia’s
ankles. As Patricia slowly went through
the wringer, Nonie found herself being pulled up to the window. Nonie loudly asked, “Hey, what’s going on up
there?”
Patricia could not answer, due to the fact, she had
been flattened to her chest. When Nonie
got close enough to see Patricia’s butt being squeezed through a wringer, she
whimpered, “Oh-oh.”
By the time, the idea of letting go crossed her mind;
Patricia was flattened all the way to her ankles, with Nonie’s hands were
pulled into the wringer. Melvin
laughed, “Hey look…two for the price of one!”
As Nonie’s arms were pressed between the rollers,
Nonie said, “I hate you Melvin.”
“Feelings mutual.” He answered.
Nonie’s head, squished between the rollers, and came
out the other side flat. She bent her
head down and saw her even flatter chest and stomach pass through. When her butt got to the wringer, Melvin had
slowed down to savor the moment of finishing off the rubber elf-girl. After both girls were nicely flattened, he
and Sally folded them up and placed them neatly into a large mailing envelope
and sealing them in. He took out a
Crayola marker and wrote:
1234 icey road
98765
He and Sally pulled a stamp off an old envelope and
glued it to their package. Melvin went
out to the mailbox on the corner and dropped the rubber twin’s package into the
mailbox. He then returned to the house
dusting off his hands as he exclaimed, “Well, that takes of those hired
mercenaries.”
* * * * * * *
Stephanie ran to the right before the battle drone
could fire its missiles. The ADW-200
turned its massive head to follow her movement, shooting its guns instead. Stephanie ran to the other side of the
Delphis for cover. The ADW-200 began to
move its massive body to catch her. Not
wanting to have her ship wrecked by the crossfire, she ran across the landing
bay.
Stephanie turned the corner to find herself cornered
into a dead end, which was going to leave her dead. The AWD-200 approached,
targeting her with its missiles.
Instinctively, she closed her eyes and held out her hands in a futile
attempt to block the oncoming missiles.
The next thing Stephanie heard was an explosion. She opened her eyes to see a large gapping
hole blowing through the AWD-200. It
fell to the left and crashed to the deck.
She then noticed that her hands were glowing and thought, all right,
what just happened here?
She flung out her right glowing hand and a bolt of
pure energy came out of it, shot across the landing bay, and struck the wall on
the other side. Stephanie gave a huge
smile, like the ones she uses to make Nonie nervous, and stepped out to
take on the laser cannons in the room.
* * * * * * *
As they forced themselves out of the mailbox,
Patricia looked at the label on their envelope and said, “Siberia, Russia…and
he even miss-spelled it.”
The girls started to make their way back to Melvin’s
house when Nonie asked, “So, how is it suppose to be spelled?”
Patricia annoying sighed, “N…U…M…B…S…K…U…L…L”
Nonie glared at her twin and snapped, “That’s
Numbskull!”
“Oh…” Patricia smiled, “I thought you wanted me to
spell your name.”
The two arrived back at the house. They walked around to find another way
in. A gleam aroused Patricia’s eyes as
she came up with a great idea. “We
could call for pizza.”
Nonie did a double take and asked, “Are you out of
your mind?”
Patricia held up her hands in a stop-like motion and
said, “Wait, if we could get a pizza guy to deliver us as the pizza…”
Nonie smiled and finished, “…then that lard-butt
little brat will be more than happy to bring us in.”
They ran to a payphone and called a friend who worked
at a pizza house. Twenty minutes later,
He arrived with one pizza and two empty pizza boxes. The girls gave him twenty dollars and instructions on what to do.
He set the two empty boxes on the ground. The twins opened them and began to flatten
themselves down into a round disk. He
closed both boxes and stacked them onto each other. He then took the third box with the pizza and placed it on top of
the girls boxes. He then approached the
door and rang the doorbell.
Melvin peeked through the curtains, thinking it was
those annoying hired mercenaries.
He saw a guy holding three boxes of pizzas. The delivery guy announced, “Pizza Delivery!”
Melvin slowly opened the door and asked, “Who ordered
pizza?”
“Your mother did…” he replied, “…She thought you all
could have pizza while they were out.”
Melvin sniffed the air and could smell pizza. He looked over the pizza guy and saw the
delivery truck and thought, It couldn’t be those pointy-eared rubber girls. Melvin snatched the boxes and slammed the
door. He ran into the kitchen and
hollered, “Sally! We got PIZZA!”
Sally ran into the kitchen. Melvin set the boxes down onto the table, setting each
side-by-side and said, “Mom sent for them, and those rubber-headed hired mercenaries
aren’t here to get any.” Then he opened
all three boxes.
To Melvin and Sally’s surprise, Nonie and Patricia
sprang up from two of the boxes, madder then ever. Patricia mocked, “You should have study the story of the Trojan
Horse.”
“Ooo, what happen...” Nonie blurted, “I never heard
that story.”
“What a moron!” Patricia replied, giving Nonie a slap
to the back of her head and continued, “Were you asleep all through school!”
Melvin and Sally took this opportunity to make a
break for it. The rubber twins jumped
from the table and chased the little brats.
Melvin and his sister split up to loose them. Patricia went after Melvin while Nonie chased Sally. Sally stopped and doubled back to a door and
held it open. When Nonie came through,
Sally slammed the door, catching Nonie’s
foot in the door.
As Nonie tried to get loose, Sally ran ahead of her
brother and did the same thing to Patricia.
Melvin and Sally had a short-time victory, until Nonie and Patricia put
the Rubber in Rubber Twins.
They stretched themselves to continue the chase. Again, Patricia chased Melvin while Nonie
went after Sally. The chase went on for
five minutes as the elf girls stretched around the house. When the most they could stretch was their
arms, Melvin and Sally tied Nonie’s arm to Patricia’s arm. With the hired mercenaries
effectively tied up, Melvin laughed, “You guys got yourselves into one heck of
a predicament. Whatever will you do?”
“You let us go you little brat!” Nonie snapped.
Patricia sighed, “That’s really telling them.”
Sally smiled and whispered something into her
brother’s ear. Melvin face morphed into
an evil smile as he said, “Alright, we’ll release you.”
Both walked to a door, which held the girls foot, and
Melvin said, “On the count of three…”
“Oh No!” Nonie gasped.
“One!” Melvin cried.
“You wouldn’t.” Patricia whimpered.
Two!” Sally yelled.
“They WOULD!” Nonie and Patricia screamed.
“THREE!” and both opened the doors.
Nonie and Patricia’s bodies bounced from room to room
as they made their way to the point where their arms were tied together. The rubber twins smashed into each other and
fell to the floor. As the little brats laughed, Nonie and Patricia began to
reform themselves back to normal.
Their arms were still tied together. They could not
get loose yet. They were even angrier
than before. Sparkling lights formed
around the twins and their eyes began to glow in an intense white as they
shouted, “Melvin…Sally… Put on your pajamas…Get in bed…And stay there until
Morning!”
Both kids vanished from the living room. The girls looked at one another then
stretched their necks upstairs and saw both Melvin and Sally, in their pajamas,
in bed. After they pulled back their
necks, Nonie asked, “What just happened?”
Patricia shrugged her shoulders and said, “I have
absolutely no idea.”
The two looked around the room and saw the
destruction before them. Nonie turned
to her sister and asked, “You want to try it again?”
Patricia looked around the mess and responded, “Oh
Yea.”
As before, Sparkling lights formed around the twins
and their eyes began to glow in an intense white as they chanted, “Let this
house go back as before.”
* * * * * * *
James ran into command center, switching off his
human disguise. “Terisen…This is
Captain James Wayland of the Amalgamation. Command
Override…Alfa…Delta…One…One…Two…Nine…Shut down Internal Defense Systems.” He
ordered.
“Shutting down Internal Defense Systems.” She said
and a holographic image of Terisen appeared before him and said, “It’s good to
see you again Captain.”
Penny ran into the Command Center dragging Alan. A few minutes later, Stephanie entered the
room. “Terisen, these are new crew
members, they helped fix you.” James said.
“Yea,” Alan said, “we already met in the computer
core.”
“When he re-activated me,” Terisen informed, “my
standing orders were to keep all intruders from me.”
Stephanie pointed at her brother and shouted, “So,
you shot at us AND nearly killed us, because this lunk-head woke you up!”
“Yes.” She answered.
Stephanie’s hands began to glow as she was becoming
very pist-off, looking at Alan she snarled, “Run Alan…Run!”
Alan turned and ran out the door as Stephanie blasted
at him, then ran after him blasting away at his posterior.
James took Penny’s hand and said to Terisen, “This is
my wife Penny.”
“She seems nicer than Linda.” Terisen replied, “and
she has a better sense of humor.”
“I had to have one to marry him.” Penny grinned
sticking out her thumb towards James.
James glanced at Penny and said, “Yea, funny.” Then
he turned back to Terisen and said, “There is also two other new crew members,
two Flaturian.”
“What?” Penny asked.
James looked at Penny and answered, “Nonie and
Patricia.”
“I will need a bio scan of them because they could
look like anything or anyone.” Terisen informed.
James asked, “So, what’s the last thing you
remember?”
The holographic woman thought for a moment, and then
said, “About twenty years ago, someone I thought was you enter me and shut me
down.”
“Someone who looked like James?” Penny asked.
“A shape shifter,” James answered, “Let’s see the
surveillance camera.”
On a video screen, the events of twenty years
unfolded. They saw someone who looked
exactly like James walking down the corridors to the computer room. When he arrived, he changed shape into a
woman dressed in black with long pink hair.
Before Terisen could initiate the Internal Defense Systems, the pink
haired intruder shut down Terisen. The
screen went black.
“Didn’t Beaker say a pink haired woman killed the
twins mother?” Penny asked.
“He did,” James responded, “and now she has my full
attention. Let’s round up Alan and
Stephanie and head back to the house.”
* * * * * * *
When the parents returned home, Nonie and Patricia
were eating the pizza they purchased to get back into the house. They were surprised to find their kids in
bed and the house looking the same.
Moreover, the sitters were still in the house. Claire asked, “Did you have any trouble here
tonight?”
“Nope.” Nonie grinned.
“No trouble at all.” Patricia added.
Bob looked around, scratched his head, and said,
“You’re the first sitters we’ve ever had to handle those kids.”
Claire opened her purse and pulled out sixty dollars,
then an additional twenty for the excellent job they did. Nonie and Patricia’s eyes lit up at the
prospect of getting forty dollars apiece.
Bob, still trying to figure it out, asked, “How did
you do it?”
“Call it…Magic.” They answered, and finished their
pizza.
As they left to go home, Claire called them back and
said, “You girls did such a great job, that you can be our permanent
babysitters.”
“WHAT!” they cried and bickered all the way home on who’s
fault it was.
* * * * * * *
James and company arrived back at home, and a short
time later, Beaker arrived with the rubber twins. The two had been bickering since he picked them up from Melvin’s
house. Stephanie decided to take
matters into her own hands by showing those rubber twits what she can do. Stephanie shot Nonie and Patricia in the ass
with two energy blasts from her hands.
As Stephanie began to chase after them, James pulled
Beaker aside and said, “Our pink haired woman made an appearance at the ship.”
Beaker was in shock as he asked, “On the
Terisen…today?”
“No,” he answered, “But she was the one who shut down
Terisen awhile back.”
“And how did she get passed the internal defense
systems?” Beaker asked.
James checked to see if anyone was listening, and
then said, “It turns out that she is a shape shifter, she posed as me to get to
Terisen’s computer core.”
“Does anyone else know about this?” Beaker asked.
James answered, “Just Penny, but she said she will
not tell the others until we figure out what to do about miss pinky.”
The End!