Can I get a fic with the reader babysitting Shapey and Orel?
☆OREL, SHAPEY, AND BABYSITTER! READER☆
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"if you go, i'll stay
you come back, i'll be right here
like a barge at sea
in the storm, i stay clear
'cause i've got my mind on you
i've got my mind on you."
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summary: you've got a mission to complete! which is, babysitting the puppington siblings.
pronouns: orel he/him, shapey he/him, and reader they/them.
trope(?): babysitting. oneshot.
warnings/head's up: no capital letters
author's note: hello, hello anon! i really love this idea! sorry i took so long! it's just school, other requests, and family all over again. thank you for requesting, enjoy!
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it was a friday night when you got a phone call from your neighbor, bloberta. the phone rang while you were watching tv. so you went to the phone, in your kitchen, to pick it up.
"oh? bloberta? what's up?" you asked, why was she calling at such a late hour? "well, uhm, i need a little favor.. from neighbor to neighbor?" she replied. hm. alright then.
"so, what's this.. 'favor'? does it need to be secret? is it.. a surprise birthday?" you said with curiosity, just to be given a "no". "awh. then, what is it?" "it's about our children." oh sweet! you've always wanted to bond with them. you have no idea why, it's just they're swell is all. "are you.. good with children?" bloberta asked. uhm, well. "yeah, yeah i am." i'm being honest, i have no clue. "alright then, we'll see you tomorrow at eleven am. get rest!" bloberta said as she hung up the phone before you could speak.
"huh" you hummed. you put the phone back in it's place as you turned off the tv in the living room. you went upstairs to your bedroom, you laid on your bed as you looked at the ceiling.
alrighty then, i don't know if i'm good with children, i don't know if orel and shapey even know me, and i don't remember the last time i babysitted. wait, have i ever babysitted? oh well.
huh. how bad can this possibly be?
you closed your eyes with confidence that you could babysit them like a parental figure with years of experience, and drifted to sleep.
you opened your eyes and looked at the clock on your bedside stool, it was eight am. oops. you slowly collect yourself and then you get yourself ready. you go down to have breakfast, you still have time, three hours actually. so you just chill in your home and wait for it to be eleven am.
after a few hours, it was exactly eleven am!! you went outside and locked the door, taking your keys with you. you head straight to the puppington household, which was, right beside yours.
you saw bloberta, clay, shapey, and..! wait, orel's not here? you look around, trying to find him. until clay notices you, "ah, welcome to our house. i hope it's okay for you to take care of our kids and this ol' place!" he said laughing lightly at his joke, "yeah.. good morning clay, bloberta, and shapey! where's orel?" i asked the parents while shapey was running around. "oh, he's at the park today. i think he was playing with a friend?" bloberta responded. "ah, alright, i'll keep that in mind!" you said with a soft smile on your face.
"alright, we've got to get going now. see you later tonight, alright?" clay said as he and bloberta went inside the car. you looked at shapey with a bright smile. "alright, shapey! let's go in-" you got caught off by a group of kids running from a.. racoon? you look at the group in absolute terror and you see orel was the kid leading the group.
"god dammit."
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