Dinner was good... for them.They agreed with my terms when I said that they needed to eat 1 scoop of guacamole and the rest would be finished by yours truly. -and that was the worst terms I've made. I already told Charlie that I hid a box under my bed filled with letters to the people I love if ever I'd die.They called pizza hut and ordered some food and ate it while I'm stuck with the guacamole.So yes, dinner was good for them.And turns out that the triplets weren't lying with the 'chef' part. Uncle Felipe is a good doctor, so he knows all these healthy and no-fun-taste foods, but no offense, he is not a good chef. I mean I do kind of love vegetables because I used to be a kid once, which means that my mom used to force me to eat those edible healthy stuff, but still, Uncle Felipe's dishes are well... let's just say I thought that it wasn't edible.After dinner, I cleaned the dishes while Charlie cleaned the table. We work as a team, that's how it works.Vanchel has Charlie and C
"How's Easton doing?" Charlie asked, taking a seat beside me.Rubbing my face, I sighed. "He broke his arm."We are currently in a hospital where Easton's inside one of the rooms, having his arm all wrapped up.The white walls and white tiled place made my headache, the smell of alcohol makes me want to puke, the some-slutty-white dressed nurse annoys me and the bright light keeps me awake.If you haven't figured it out yet, I hate hospitals. I mean, there's just something about the people there. I'm not talking about ghosts or anything, but I am talking about the people who act like one. I pity them for having to go through life like that. Bringing that weight in their shoulders. Losing a loved one, I mean. I'm one of those extremely rare people who has never lost anyone really important. Well, to the other world, I mean. My grandma died when I was young, my mom told me that we were really close but I couldn't feel it. Like I guess I was young, but still... i cried when she died, but
"Divorced, beheaded, died, divorced, beheaded, survived." I muttered repeatedly as I tap my fingers on the book I was holding.King Henry VIII was really something I tell you."... AND THE GORILLA RIPPED OFF DRACULA'S SHORTS!" The emcee shouted as the audience cheered happily.I groaned, slumping back on my seat and frown at the scene in front of me. Blood splatters were everywhere.There were 2 guys in the center, one with shorts on and one without."Gorilla" aka the huge guy in his boxers, stepped on "Dracula" aka the-now-naked and lanky boy that doesn't give up."Hey."Feeling warmth beside me, I shut the book close. "Ma'am Burma's going to kill me if I failed this test, Charlie. So can you hurry up and let's leave?" I turned around and faced Charlie.But the person who owns that 'warmth' is not Charlie apparently.Nope, it's a good-looking bruised-up guy with a split lip, disheveled hair, and black eye. With or without bruises, he still looks good."Nope, not Charlie." I waved a l
I was in the middle of reading the book about King Henry VIII when my office door slammed open and was slammed closed."What the-""Chel, help!" An exhausted looking Beth barged in.Beth was temporarily working here as my assistant when she was still in high school but now that she's a freshman in college, I made her the manager of the place.I raised an eyebrow and asked, "What's wrong?""There's a new daycare that opened up about a block away.""That's good." I nodded, "Good for them.""Good for them, but bad for us.""It's alright Beth." I chuckled, "We have our own loyal customers.""The one who owns the place is good looking according to Mrs. Ruviolo.""That's nice.""No it isn't!" She sighed, "You're too nice for your own good.""Why is it not nice then?"She looked down, "Mrs. Ruviolo said her last goodbye earlier. She said that she's transferring her son to that daycare."My eyes widened, "Wait, Kyle's transferring?"She nodded sadly. "Mrs. Ruviolo wanted a male sitter for her
"Is this it?" Charlie whispered, looking serious as a duck."Yup." Beth hands him a paper bag with "POLLY THE TAILOR" written on it, "They've added the pushup bra with silicon in it.""Good." He nodded."Oh, and Polly wanted you to have this too." She handed him a pink pouch that has a ribbon as the lock.He shook the pink-clothed pouch and he grinned "Perfect."I raised an eyebrow, "What's inside that bag?""A fairy suit," Beth smirked."U-huh." I rolled my eyes at her sarcastic answer.Yeah right.Grabbing my phone, I faced him and instructed, "Well whatever it is, just wear that thing. Make sure that you're already in it when we come back.""When 'we' come back?" He raised an eyebrow, "What do you mean?'"Oh, you know." I shrugged him off, walking outside my office with Beth trailing behind me.I heard some fumbling and he called out, "Uh no, no I don't know!"Stopping on my tracks, I turned around and blinked, "We're going to see our 'competition.' "I continued in our tracks and
"So you are saying that the tooth fairy is going to visit me?!" A little girl asked Charlie. Her blonde hair was put into pigtails and she was wearing two pink ribbons on each of the tails. She was grinning so widely, so happy, that she showed off her teeth with a missing tooth.She's not from my daycare, that's for sure."YUP!" Charlie beamed happily as he wiggles, yes wiggles, his butt. "And I bet that she's going to leave a gift!""A gift??" She gasped, "Is the tooth fairy Santa Clause?!"If tooth fairy is a girl, why the heck would she be Santa Clause? -Oh I don't know, she's probably cosplaying. That would be so cool."No, but she is actually a close friend of Santa Clause" He gasped amusingly, "Just like how I am close with Santa Clause!""You're a fairy?!" Her eyes widened with amusement written all over her face."Yup.""But you're a boy..." She suddenly frowned, "In a dress."Right."Who said boys' can't wear one?" He asked, laughing awkwardly.Her answer made me gape at the
"Hey Boss, Charlie's using too much glitters and-" Beth paused when she saw what I was holding. "I can explain."I gawked at the picture. My eyes were so wide that I bet my eyeballs would simply pop out.Yes, pop out as it would simply pop out.Yes, like it would simply slide off from my eye socket with blood pouring out and fleshy chunks burst with it too.A younger looking Dean kissing a younger looking Beth on the cheeks.What the mighty duck that squeaks?!"Is this... you and Dean?" I asked, still in shock.No duh, Vanch."Like what I said, I can explain." She muttered, walking towards me and gathered all her stuff back in her bag. She looked at the photo and blood rushes in her face."If you don't want to explain, it's okay." I mean, I can always ask Dean...She looked at me smugly, "I know you'll ask him about this."Darn it."Well, I'm like a sister to you since you moved here 3 years ago. I think I deserve a lil' bit of drama." I winked.Chuckling, she sighed silently and pick
Hi yo peeps!!!!!Okaaay, THANK YOU FOR THE VOTES, COMMENTS, AND SUPPORTS! I LOVE YOU GUYS!Enjoy 😊~-~In this daycare, I made a rule where all staffs would be gathered in one room every Saturday. This is for them to recite their original bedtime story. The best one would be featured in the 'Day Care Fun Care Special Story' every 3 pm for the whole week.And now, it is Beth's turn. I opened the folded paper she gave me and read it out loud.Once upon a time in a faraway land, there was this young woman who loved a young man for years. She helped him with all his women and endured the pain.Eventually, she died.The End."What is this?" I asked out loud, raising my head and faced Beth with a frown. "Titanic's sequel?"She laughed, yes, laughed. Noticing my serious stare, she smirked, "What? It's my original bedtime story.""But that's so tragedic..." Charlie looked sad, "And that's so unrealistic. Don't tell me that the young man never noticed her feelings! He'll be the most idiotic p