"Okay..." It felt a little weird and a lot of these words looked funny, but Kirk could vaguely make out the meanings of them. He could read a little bit, after all -- maybe not as much as the babysitters, but he knew enough to sound it out. "Hmm..." The boy flipped pages, scanning each page slowly as it took time to comprehend the words before him. It was even worse with his diaper, to the point that his first order of business was now not to get back at his meanie babysitters but to figure out how to clean his poopy. He didn't think he could do it by himself without a spell... "Ah, there!" At least, he thought so. What was in the book sure looked like the spell they had used sounded... Not entirely right apparently, as rather than the comfy feel of plastic he still felt icky poopy in his diaper. There was something else he felt in its place though, namely a cold chill -- and it was apparent what it was, when he looked down he saw that his blue sleeper was no more. No, now he saw a similarly-colored onesie that would leave his legs and arms exposed to the cold air; on the plus side there were snaps now to make cleaning his poopy easier, so once he got his revenge on Lilly and Jennie he could have someone do it the old-fashioned way nice and easy. With that handled, he needed to take care of his urusping babysitters. He looked off the roof, seeing the pair of them meet up at the front of the house as he flipped through the book. So many words were funny and hard to understand, but he think he managed to find one that was a good comeuppance. Once he took care of the little girls, he could swing back inside the house and wake up Cassie. "You see him?" asked Lilly, frowning at the lack of a showing by their eight-year-old charge. "Nuh-uh." Worried now, Jennie squirmed about, images of punishing coming to her mind, "What if he went and found Anne so he could tattle on us? We could get into a lot of trouble..." "Y-You think he'd do that?" That was terrible! If Anne found out about this, she might never let Lilly be babysat by someone else again. "We have to do something! Anne'll be super mad if she hears about this!" Up on the roof, Kirk waved his hand and began mumbling words under his mask...
Rated: G Author: Martamania <johncenamustdie @ yahoo · com> Jun 17, 2009 04:35 |