Taking care of our baby! [Solo / Job]

Nessa arrived at the lovely home of the Spiels at approximately ten minutes to five. She was early, but that was fine right? It was her first job, of course she wasn't going to be later. She made here way through the gate, and up the footpath. The home really was nice, prettier than her home at least. They clearly weren't overly wealthy but had enough money to spell on pretty garden fountains.

Nessa home was much more lowkey, for starters, her entire family lived in it. Her dad, her aunty and her cousin all share that little brick building with her. It was lucky her grandparents didn't stay there too. But it was better that way, there was always someone to talk to. Not to mention now that Nessa was a guild member her father was going to be alone more, at least with her aunty and cousin there, Nessa didn't have to feel so guilty about being away.


She stepped up to the door, and knocked three times, after a few minutes the door was pulled open to reveal a very glamourous woman. She had red hair and a black casino dress. Her earring were jet black gems that hung low from her ears. They were fabulous, Nessa made a mental note to buy a pair when she could finally afford them.


"Darling the helps here!" The woman called over her shoulder, turning away the woman ushered her inside with the wave of a bejewelled hand.

Nessa quickly followed her inside, "Umm, hello My names Nessa, and I'm a fairy tail guild member. I'm here about the babysitting job."

The woman stopped and glanced back and her. Scanning her up and down in a way that made Nessa feel a little self conscious. Neesa tugged at the bottom of her skirt, Is my outfit weird or something She wondered. The woman made a scoffing noise before turning back and carrying on.


"Well fairy tail wizard, I hope you're capable. Our son is a bit of a handful, he's playing in the drawing room at the moment," The woman turned out of the hall, through a door on her right. Nessa quickly followed and entered what she thought for a moment was another dimension. Whilst the remainder of the house was relatively tidy. This room looked like there had been an explosion at the toy factory. There were figurines, blocks, crayons, and all sorts scattered all over the place. The walls had been drawn all over with non-sensical scribbles.

In he centre of the room was a little boy, must have been around the age of seven. Brown mousy hair, currently scratching into the wooden floor with a spoon. It looked like Mrs Spiel would need to get new flooring too. This got to be a little... umm Nessa paused and took another glance around the room, ...spoiled.

"We like to give Henry expressive freedom, hence the look of the decor. It's fine, I'll have it painted over when he's old enough. Henry dear, come say hellow to..." She paused and looked back at Nessa. "What did you say your name was?"

"My name's Nessa, Madame," She replied in the sweetest tone she could muster, Don't take it to heart, she probably just stressed. She told herself. Mrs Spiel, unfazed, looked back at Henry, "Come meet Nessa, She'll be looking after you whilst Mummy and Daddy are gone."

The little boy looked up from his floor attack, his big brown eyes spotting Nessa. His expression blank, Nessa gulped. "Um, Hi Henry, Nice to meet you," She said, using the same tone she would on her cousin. Surely this would be okay, she had done plenty of babysitting in the past. Spoiled or not this kid was still just a kid. After an moment of staring, Henry looked straight back down and continued to attack the floor with his spoon.


"You'll have to forgive him he's a little shy. Right, his dinner is in the lacrima wave oven, heat it for two minutes, Do not forget to let it cool. He eats at six, bath time between half six and seven. Bedtime is between seven thirty and eight. No later than eight thirty. Our contact numbers are on the fridge, call us and you wont be paid. Is that all understood?"

Nessa stood their nodding along as she spoke, "Dinner, bath, bed, try not to call, got it!" She said, giving the woman a thumbs up.

"Darling, the cabs here are you ready?" Came a voice from the doorway, Nessa turned to see a man in a suit. This had to be Mr Spiel. "Ahh, you must be the childminder, I thought you'd be older." He said, looking her up and down. What is it with this family and checking me out.  She thought to herself.

Nessa watched as Mrs Spiel proceeded to kneel down by Henry and shower him in kisses, he didn't even look at her. Just continued stabbing the floor with his spoon. "Okay Darling, be a good boy, mummy wummy is going to miss you so much," She told him in a baby voice. Mr Spiel on the other had was clearly not an affectionate one. As he graced his son with a pat on the head. The couple proceeded to link arms, and made their way out of the room. "We'll be back at midnight," Mrs Spiel called over her shoulder.

Nessa watched them go and continue to stare out into the hall until she heard the distinct sound of the door closing. Sighing, she put her hands on her hips, "Well Henry, it's just you and me, " She said turning around to look at him. Except, he was not longer there. She blinked for a moment confused, looking around the room. "Henry?" She said spinning around to see where he'd got to.

The room was empty, he'd clearly snuck away when she wasn't looking. Scowling, she made her way out of the room and begin to head back down the hall. "Henry?" She called again louder this time. Great, five minutes in and the kids already missing, what have I got myself into. She thought irritably.

There was a giggle coming from somewhere in the house, there was no doubt about, this kid was messing with her. She had been walking around this house for at least half an hour now and this kid was darting from spot to spot, just before she could get to him. Snickering away as he did so. Stay calm Nessa, he's just a child, he probably just wants to play hide and seek. Then as the thought struck her, she remembered what she used to do with her cousin when he was hidden for too long. Theatrically raising her hand to her mouth, and rubbing her chin, she began to speak in a loud over the top manner.

"Hmmm, I wonder where Henry's gone," She said taking a few steps, "I can't find him, oh well." She shrugged nonchalantly, and began to make her way into the kitchen. She paused as she stepped up to the counter, she could her the patter of little feet following her. Staying far enough back so that he could dart away were she to come after him. But keeping her close enough to watch what she was doing. Of course he would, she was a stranger in his home after all.

"Gee, I sure am hungry," She said, making her way over to the fridge. She had actually brought her own snacks to keep her going, but this kid wasn't going to know that. She opened up the fridge, pretending to search it's contents. "There's nothing in here that I fancy, hmmm what do I do?" She shut the door and turned slowly towards the microwave.

"Oh I know!" She quickly walked over to the lacrima heating oven. Opening the door and pulling out the food, "Now this looks delicious!" Putting the food back in she set it for two minutes. "I'm sure Henry wont mind if I eat his dinner." She said with a smirk.

The lacrima wave over dinged, to tell her the food was done. She popped it open and with a tea towel, took the plate. Placing it on the kitchens island, she reached into a drawer, pulling out a knife and fork. Placing them next to the plate. She turned, "Now for a glass of water to have with my meal," She said loudly. Taking her time to get out a glass, ignoring the sounds behind her. After pouring herself a glass from the tap, she turned.


Her smirking deepening even more so, the plate was gone. Along with the tea towel, and cutlery. Just as she had planned, of course the kid wasn't about to let her eat his dinner. He was a brat after all. Chuckling, she reached into the bag on her shoulder, and pulled out an apple. No doubt, Henry was off somewhere, scoffing down his dinner rebelliously.


She ate her apple, checking her time. That was dinner sorted, it was bath next. How on earthland was she supposed to get this kid to wash himself. She could imagine he probably hated bath time. It would typical of his spoilt nature. Throwing her apple core in the bin, she began to make her way threw the rooms. The downstairs seemed clear, he must've gone upstairs. She began to make her way up the stairs, when she spotted him at the top of the stairs, his expression blank.


"Did you eat my dinner?" She asked coyly,


"My dinner." He retorted before smiling at her, "It was very yummy." He was trynig to taunt her, not realising he had done what she wanted.


"That's good, what do you want to do now." He's smile faded,


"Like you care," He snapped, Nessa sighed. This kid was more than just spoilt, clearly he had issues. A overbearng mother and a distant father, he probably had lots of mixed signals to live with. He was just a little boy who wanted attention.

"You're right, I don't care, " That was a lie, "Whatever, I'm going to have a bath." She said, turning away and making her way towards the bathroom.

After all the time she has spent looking for the boy, she had become pretty familiarised with the house, which was why she already knew where the bathroom was. She quickly stepped inside and began making preparations for the bath. Sitting on the edge of the tub, mixing in some bath accessories on the side. Nothing that looked too luxurious just something to convince Henry the bath was for her.

"You're not allowed to use the bath," Came a voice from the door, she looked over. There was Henry scowling at her. He clearly was upset, his little arms crossed over his chest.


"Did your mummy say that?" Of course she knew she wouldn't have, no doubt Mrs Spiel would have any idea that Nessa would be telling Henry she took a bath.

"Yes, she did, she's going to be very cross when she hears about this." Henry said making his way over to her. Nessa reached over to the tap and turned it off, testing the water, it was perfect. The next part was going to be tricky. She had got the bath ready, now she just had to get him in it.


"Is she really? Somehow I doubt that, in fact I don't think she'll believe you." She said, internally her stomach twisted at her words. She didn't like talking to him like this, but she knew he wasn't like most kids. He needed to be handled... differently.

What happened next almost seemed to occur in slow motion, Henry came forward and pushed out his palms in her direction. The move was so surprising that Nessa didn't bring herself to stop it. Not to mention the force of the push was surprisingly strong that she couldn't seem to bring herself to stop from falling. All she could do was reach out and grab the closest thing she could.


She felt back into the bath with clothes force, the water flowing up her nose and down her throat. She pulled herself up, coughing and spluttering as she came up for air. She composed herself, then turned to look at what she was holding. It was the front of Henry's shirt, he was laughing whilst trying to pull out of her grip. He had clearly planned to run away after she fell, however her grabbing him had prevented him from doing that.


"Funny, is it?" She snapped, before pulling him up into the air and into the bath, careful not to dunk him too much. He let out a squeal as his body, clothes and all were emmersed in the warm water.


"What did you do that for?!" He yelled, but his angry expression fell when he realised Nessa was laughing.

Nessa continued to laugh much to Henry's annoyance. He glared at her, she couldn't help it, it was so funny. He needed a bath and she had got him into one. She hadn't imagined she was need to drag him it, it was such a silly thing.

"Why are you laughing?" He asked loudly, she didn't reply, just continued to snicker. After a moment, Henry's scowl faded and the corners of his lips rose into a smile. This a little laugh came from him, a laugh that grew louder and louder until the two were laughing in unison.

After a bit of laughing, the two stopped, sighing together. "You're silly!" He said, she smiled.

"Well you're in here now, you might as well have my bath instead, you can wash yourself can't you?" He paused for a moment before nodding at her. Reaching out to the rims of the tub, she pulled herself up so she was standing. Climbing out, she left the bathroom and shut the door behind her.

Dinner, Tick, Bath, Tick

Nessa sat outside the bathroom on the floor, I need to do something about my wet clothes She hadn't brought a change of clothes. She had figured this wouldn't be necessary as it wasn't an overnight stay. Sighing, she closed her eyes, feeling the energy stirring within her, Starlight come to me She felt it grow inside her, building up. She push it outwards, through her pores, allowing it to rest under her skin.

"Starlight protega." She whispered, the magic released, forming an aura around her. A warm glow spreading throughout her body. She adjusted the heat, making it warm enough to rid her body and clothes of the excess moisture. She stayed light this for a period, opening her eyes. She heard the door click open next to her, and Henry wrapped in a towel stepped out. He looked at her in surprise, his jaw dropped at the sight of her glowing in light.

"Here, pass me your clothes, I'll dry them." Nodding he went back into the bathroom and collecting his wet clothes. Placing them in her arms,


"You're warm," He said with a smile. She smiled pack at him, holding his clothes close so they would warm up and dry.


"Why don't you put on your pyjamas. She suggested, nodding he ran off in the direction of his room. He seems calmer now, She thought, he was so angry before. He was shockingly violent for his age, pushing her back into the tub with such force. She narrowing missed cracking her head open against the edge, luckily she had redirected herself towards the water to prevent that. Somehow she had terrific luck. He was strong for his age too, that was dangerous. If he continued down a destructive path, the child was certain to grow into a bad egg.


Once she was certain both she and Henry's clothes were dry, she stood up dispersing the magic as she did so. It shattered into flickers of light, and disappearing upwards through the ceiling. No doubt making it's way back to the stars where it belong.


She began to walk in the direction of Henry's room, "Henry, are you dressed?" She called out. She checked her watch once more, it was so much later than she realised, it was already 8:10pm. She heard him shuffling around behind a door to the right. Walking over to it, she knocked three times.

"Come in," She heard his little voice call, smiling softly, she pushed the door open. He was sat on his bed. Wearing a set of blue and white striped pyjamas. He looked so young. She walked over to him, picking up the towel off of the floor, she folded on a chair next to the bed.

"Would you like a story? Where do you keep your books?" She asked, she looked around for books to read.


"I don't have any books," He said quietly looking down,


"You don't? Then what bedtime stories do you like."


"I'm not allowed bedtime stories anymore, Daddy said I had too many books about magic, he burned them." Nessa felt a chill run down her spine, no wonder her parents weren't very welcoming of her. She was surprised they even let a mage take care of their child, they must have been desperate.


"You're parents hate magic don't they?" Henry nodded at her, "Do you hate magic?" She asked, he looked up at her, before shaking his head.

"I like your magic, it's pretty." She smiled, this boy wasn't bad, he was just needed change. She could feel the magical energy buried deep inside of him, small but growing. Supressed by his lack of acceptance. One day it was going to burst out of him, what form it would take who knew.


"Well why don't I just tell you a story off the top of my head. Come on get under the covers, " He did as she had instructed, snuggling under the blankets and pulling them up to his chin. Listening intently, she folded the towel in her lap.


"Once upon a time there were two girl, they were twins. But they didn't look alike one had green eyes, the other black. They both had long white hair that flowed all the way down and both were very pretty. They were both born with extroadinary magical power, Cordelia was born with magic that could heal and Antionette light that could harm. Together they were a formidable pair, as time went on their grew strong. So strong that they didn't need eachother anymore. The fighting twin wanted to join to remain guildess and become stronger, the other wanted to join a guild and save people. So the girls went their seperate ones. The Antionette became strong, revered even, people went to her regularly to fight off the bad guys. One day, she was asked to go on a mission against a dark guild. So she did, and during battle who did she find, but none other than her sister. Healing the members of the dark guild. She was furious, she couldn't believe her sister would help people like that. Her sister insisted that they needed her, that without her things would be much worse. The fighting girl left the battle, and called off the mission. Many years passed, Antoinette met a man and fell in love. Before she knew it was was withchild, however things with the man didn't work out. He left her during her pregnancy, she had no one. It was only were she went into labour, trapped in her home, unable to call for help. Her sister burst thruogh the door, without a word, Cordelia helped her give birth to a beautiful healthy baby boy. Afterwards, the sister caught up, Cordelia told Antionette that she too had met a man and fallen in love, and had a daughter herself. Antoinette was shocked to hear this, but glad her sister was back in her life. Cordelia had given up working for the guild and just wanted to live a quiet life. More time went on, and everything seemed to be okay. Cordelia daughter was fourteen years of age, that dark time seemed far behind her. Until, one day their village was attacked, houses were burning, people were running. Cordelia's husband was away travelling at the time, so the sister and the children were alone. The sisters stepped out into the fray, only to discover it was Cordelia's old guild attacking the town. Together they battled the guild, it seemed they were losing. Alone they could not defeat their magic, but when they finally combined their spells. Together they created a magic so powerful they defeated all of the baddies. And the village was saved. The end."

Nessa who had been staring into space looked over at Henry, he was looking at her, eyes drifting off. "I like that story," He said sleepily,


"Me too," Nessa replied softly,


"Goodnight Nessa,"


"Night Henry," She watched as he closed his eyes. She got off the bed and made her way out into the hall. Sleep, tick. And with five minutes to spare. She left the room, shutting the door quietly behind her. What Henry didn't know is that they story was the story about her mother and aunt. She had been there that night, holding her cousin in her arms, shielding him from the site. Watching from the window. She had watched as her mother and aunt fought, she had seen their incredible display of power. And she had watched as her mother collapsed to the ground. Her mother died later that nights, her wounds so great not even she could heal them.

Nessa proceeded to clean up the house, and was waiting in the living room when the Spiels returned. They stumbled in clearly merry, they did not look nearly as neat as when they left.

"So everything went ok girl?" The husband asked,

"He was lovely,"


"Dinner, bath and bed?" The wife asked suspiciously, Nessa nodded, "Really? How did you get him to bath?" Nessa smiled pleasantly,


"I told him it was for me," She said honestly, the couple stared at her for a moment before bursting into laughter.

"Alright we'll send your payment over tomorrow,"

"Thank you very much, goodnight," With that Nessa left their home, sighing with relief as she reached the gate. She hoped that Henry would turn okay, the kid was naughty and violent in nature, but all he really needed was guidance. She wondered if she would ever see him again and what he'd be like. Who knows, maybe in the future, we'll be friends, she thought, giggling to herself as she said about heading home.