Oh my baby..

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Magnolia, twelve at morning. Cyrel was walking around, searching for the right house. The streets were full of people. "Damn, I'm coming late.", Cyrel admited. After a few minutes later, she finally found the right house. "All right Cyrel, you can do this!", she whispered to herself. She rang the bell. After a few moments, the door opened and a young woman appeared. "Hello, you are our babysitter, right?", she asked. "Err.. yes, yes. I'm Cyrel, hi.", she answered her. "Well then, please come in.", she told her and quickly got back into the house. Cyrel followed her and closed the door. She passed the small floor, full of pictures. "Seems like a happy family.", Cyrel thought and walked into the living room, where the woman was waiting for her. "We are quite in haste, so I'll try to explain you quick. In one hour, you'll have to feed him. He won't eat, but be asured, he will be hungry. So you have to force him a bit. At afternoon, he'll have to take a bath. Be careful, he doesn't like that at all. He should be asleep for the most of time, but he have to sleep at evening, that's important. If he is awake, play with him, he got a lot of toys he like.", the woman explained. "Katy, come on, wer are late! Has the babysitter arrived yet?", the man asked. "Yes, we're ready to go!", she answered. Cyrel looked at her. "So, eat, sleep, bath and play if the little boy is awake?", she asked. "Excactly, yes. Oh, and of course he'll have to eat at evening again. Do you have any questions left?", Katy asked. "No, I think I'll be fine.", she smiled. "Okay, so we will be back at late night. Have a a good time. Oh, and don't let him get close to the knives!", she smiled while leaving the house with her husband. Now Cyrel and the baby were alone. "Knives?!", she choked.

"I was nervous before... but the last sentence scared my a bit. How!? How is a baby able to get a knife? Mybe they left the baby alone, while the bread got barely sliced and the baby was sitting on the table or what?", Cyrel asked herself. "Unbelieveable.", she talked out loud. Suddenly sounds were able to hear. "Guess the little guy is awake.", Cyrel noticed and walked to the child's room. "Aww... such a cute room.", she said while looking around. The walls were painted in a light blue and colorful pillows were laying around. Cyrel walked to the baby's bed and looked inside. "Hello little boy.", she smiled. The baby was laughing then it seemed to be stunned by Cyrel's talking. "Actually, I don't know how to entertain a baby."~ Cyrel minded. "Hey, you know what? You still got an hour left to sleep.", she smiled at him. Like the baby have noticed these words, it was shaking his head like it wanted to say no. "Aww...", Cyrel was still smiling. "All right little boy, let's have some time together.". She carefully reached for the baby and hold it tight to her chest. Now with the baby in her arms, she was shaking a bit. The baby laughed. "Aww... you like that, huh? Well I'm kinda enjoying it, too.", she talked to him. Cyrel suddenly felt warm, while holding the child on her chest. "Come, let's get you to your toys.", she smiled at him and walked back to the living room.

Back in the living room Cyrel set down near the toys, stored in a big box. She also set the baby down right in front of her. While she was doing that, the baby has grabbed her shirt. "Woow, wait little boy, I'm not your mommy, so these are not for you.", she said while her face turned red. She pulled back her shirt. The baby laughed at her and Cyrel reached for the toys. "Here is something that should work.", she said while grabbing something. A big cube, with cut out forms. "Uhm... where are the...?", she asked, while she was bowing over the box. "There is the circlet..", she said and layed it down to the cube. "You really got a lot of toys...", she talked while she was still searching the rest of the forms. Cyrel searched longer, than the thought. After she has found all of the forms, she set back and looked at... "The baby! Where?", she asked herself. It was gone.

She stood up, looking around. She saw the baby, it was standing on the table, it tried to reach for the knife block. "Are you kidding me?!", Cyrel asked and quickly ran to the baby, she grabbed it and walked away from the table. "Now I understand...", she talked to herself. The baby was not happy of that and startet crying. "Oh no, no...", she tried to calm down the baby by shaking it. "Where is the pacifier?", Cyrel looked around. She found it near the cube and quickly moved back to the toy place, reached down for it and. PLOP! "Damn...", she shaked the child again. It calmed down. The next few minutes were silent, but then Cyrel got to feed the baby. The food was already prepared on the table. "Pulp... well, might be the standard baby food I guess.", she talked and set the baby in his chair. "Open wide..", she said and tried to feed the child with a tiny spoon. The child openend his mouth. "What was she talking about? It seems like he want to eat.", she said and like the baby have noticed these words... "No!", Cyrel barely lost the spoon while the baby raised his hand and pushed it away. The pulp flew through the air. "You will...", Cyrel whispered and continued to feed him. At least she tried it. After the pulp was spread, at least some of it got eaten by the baby. Cyrel took him out of the chair. "Now, you really need a beath.". "Buuuurrrrp!". "And I might need a bath, too.", Cyrel said while she got an depressive look on her face. Once again the baby laughed.

Cyrel and the baby got into the bathroom. A tiny seat was in the bathtub. "Here you go.", she said while preparing the water. "Not too hot, good.", she said and looked at the baby. It was quiet. Too quiet for Cyrel. After a few minutes, the was enaugh water in the tub, so Cyrel putted the baby in the seat. Cyrel then took off her shirt and watched it. "Lucky me... just a tiny splat of pulp.", she told to herself and watched the baby. It was playing with the water. Cyrel turned on the water on the sink, cleaned off her shoulder and chest. "Some of it got on my boobs.", she whispered while washing the pulp away. Now that she was cleaned, she wanted to take her shirt on again but... "Maybe it's better I keep it off for bathing him."~ Cyrel thought and layed it down on the sink. Then she turned to the baby. The water was out of the bathtub. "Really?", Cyrel asked as she looked at him. The child laughed. Cyrel bow down and putted the stopper in again. Suddenly her hair got wet. "Eeep!", she backed off. The baby has turned on the water. "Wha...", Cyrel was out of words. She could only imagine what happened. Suddenly the warm feeling she got, as she was holding the kid, was gone. She was glad she took her shirt off.

Cyrel managed to bath the child and she also succeeded feeding the baby again. Well, she kinda succeeded. The baby was finally asleep and Cyrel cleaned off the whole kitchen and the bathroom. "No mission... I don't know a single mission i did... no one was as hard... as this.", she whispered. She was laying on a armchair. Still wearing no top and out of breath she layed on it. She slowly moved her eyes. "One hour to go... I'm glad the kid is sleeping now."~ she thought. Suddenly Cyrel noticed a voice outside the house. It was Katy's voice. "They are early... hehe.", Cyrel stood up, walked a few steps and after she passed a mirror, she noticed something. "My shirt!", she tried to whisper. She quickly got back to the bathroom, pulled over her shirt and as soon as she left it again, the house door opened. "Close."~ Cyrel thought. "Hello, how did everything go?", Katy asked as she saw Cyrel walking along the floor. "Oh.. it.. er.., everything was just fine. No problem.", she grinned at her, well knowing that she won't babysitting ever again. After a little conversation, Cyrel got payed and left the house. "No. More.", she told to herself while she walked down the street.