Quoted By: >>68147713
>>68114659
>>68114669
>Babysitting is a surprisingly easy job
>Stand around for a few hours and get paid
>Maybe make a batch of dino nuggies
>Kids these days live and die by their screens
>I should know, I’m kids
>So when I heard your step grand uncle once removed’s kids needed babysitting I jumped on the opportunity
>It was a quick drive to the Mous residence
>A quaint suburban home, if you ignore the mess of toys on the front lawn
>After parking out front I walk up to the door and knock
>Before I can even pull out your phone I hear an exhausted “I’ll get it” from inside
>A short moment later a tired looking Anon opens the door
>I extend my hand for a shake“Hi, I’m Vinny. You wanted me to babysit?”
>One bone crunching grasp later and you’re inside
>The place is a disaster
>Toys all over the floor, what look like dino nuggie crumbs under just about every seat in the house, not to mention the mess of feathers coating the floor
>Whatever, I got hired to babysit not clean
>Scanning the room I try and spot the kids I’ll be responsible for tonight
>And they’re already at me feet
>Staring up at you with the roundest, most vacant eyes you’ve ever seen
>Honestly, it creeps they out a little bit
>Before I can stare too deep into those soul devouring orbs a voice calls out from what I can only assume is the master bedroom
>”Everything okay honey? Don’t think it’s been this quiet since I had the twins”
>”Yeah yeah, babysitter got here and they’re eyeballin him”
>I suppose this is normal, normal enough for them anyways
>”So this is Amber,” Anon gestures to the ptero with the orange bandana on her crest
>”And this is Greene.” panning his arm over to the other twin
>”You two be good for Vinny, alright?” he says while crouching down
>”No scratching, biting, and no eating bugs”
>Both twins expressions seem to noticeably sour at that last part
>”Numbers are on the fridge if you need ‘em, nuggets are in the freezer”
cont
>>68114669
>Babysitting is a surprisingly easy job
>Stand around for a few hours and get paid
>Maybe make a batch of dino nuggies
>Kids these days live and die by their screens
>I should know, I’m kids
>So when I heard your step grand uncle once removed’s kids needed babysitting I jumped on the opportunity
>It was a quick drive to the Mous residence
>A quaint suburban home, if you ignore the mess of toys on the front lawn
>After parking out front I walk up to the door and knock
>Before I can even pull out your phone I hear an exhausted “I’ll get it” from inside
>A short moment later a tired looking Anon opens the door
>I extend my hand for a shake“Hi, I’m Vinny. You wanted me to babysit?”
>One bone crunching grasp later and you’re inside
>The place is a disaster
>Toys all over the floor, what look like dino nuggie crumbs under just about every seat in the house, not to mention the mess of feathers coating the floor
>Whatever, I got hired to babysit not clean
>Scanning the room I try and spot the kids I’ll be responsible for tonight
>And they’re already at me feet
>Staring up at you with the roundest, most vacant eyes you’ve ever seen
>Honestly, it creeps they out a little bit
>Before I can stare too deep into those soul devouring orbs a voice calls out from what I can only assume is the master bedroom
>”Everything okay honey? Don’t think it’s been this quiet since I had the twins”
>”Yeah yeah, babysitter got here and they’re eyeballin him”
>I suppose this is normal, normal enough for them anyways
>”So this is Amber,” Anon gestures to the ptero with the orange bandana on her crest
>”And this is Greene.” panning his arm over to the other twin
>”You two be good for Vinny, alright?” he says while crouching down
>”No scratching, biting, and no eating bugs”
>Both twins expressions seem to noticeably sour at that last part
>”Numbers are on the fridge if you need ‘em, nuggets are in the freezer”
cont