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Rated: 18+ · Interactive · Action/Adventure · #1583429
The tale of Mikey Shripo, who was born only a mere inch
This choice: "BABY-SIT."  •  Go Back...
Chapter #5

Tia & Tina.

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         "HELLO? IT'S SATURDAY."
         "OH YEAH. BABY-SITTING."
         "YUP, AND YOU KNOW WHO."
         "YEAH. IT WAS SO NICE FOR MY FRIEND TO GIVE YOU THIS JOB. YOUR GREAT WITH KIDS. EXCEPT YOUR BROTHER. WHY CAN'T HE BE MORE LOVING?"
         "I DON'T KNOW, MOM." I listen Mella snickering under her breath. "WELL MOM, I'M OFF."
         "OK, SWEETIE. BYE." Mella was now heading for the door.
         "Aw, man! I don't wanna go see the twins! How can Mella deal with them? Their nothing but trouble." I was telling the truth. I've met them once, and their like hell for me. Their mom, Crystsal, is my mom's friend, so we all see each other often. The twins, Tia & Tina, always do horrible things to me. They almost swallowed me alive. They put me in places where I can get tortured by Crystal unnoticed. No matter what they do, these 5 year olds don't feel an inch of guilt in their heartless souls. All this thinking made me forget that we were already at the Devil's home.

         Mella was awaiting at the door. I was trying to get a view of what you were dealing with. The door open and Crystal face appeared. she was latin, with a beauty mark near her lips. She was not tall, but she was still looking pretty amazing, except for that mole.
         "THANKS FOR BABY-SITTING AGAIN, MELLA. THEY ALWAYS BEHAVE WHEN YOUR AROUND."
         "AW, MRS. RETAMEZ. DON'T SAY THAT. THEY RESPECT YOU TOO."
         "I HOPE YOUR RIGHT. WELL I NEED TO GET TO WORK. I'LL BE BACK IN THE AFTERNOON."
         "OK, BYE." Mella entered as Crystal left. I tried locating the twins, and there they were, watching mindless tv. "HI, GUYS!" "MELLA!"
         Both girls jumped up and hugged Mella, which made you uncomfortable. "WHAT SHOULD WE DO TODAY?"
         "LET'S WATCH THE LITTLE MERMAID!"
         "BUT I WANNA WATCH THE LION KING!" I had a feeling the twins were going to start a fight.
         "MERMAIDS ARE COOLER THAN LIONS!"
         "NO, LIONS ARE WAY COOLER THAN MERMAIDS."
         "WERE GOING TO WATCH MERMAIDS!"
         "NO! LIONS!"
         "MERMAIDS!"
         "LIONS!"
         "MERMAIDS!!"
         "LIONS!!"
         Mella finally took a stand and blew her whistle, causeing both girls to keep quiet. "HEY, WE CAN WATCH BOTH MOVIES. I GOT TIME."
         "OK."
         "Just great, four hours of being stuck in my sister's bra, while watching childish movies. This is gonna be a while."

*** Four hours later ***

         Bordom. Four long hours of bordom. Mella was sitting on the couch, sleeping. "Dang it. Now how am I gonig to get out?"
         I was finding out ways to escape, until I heard loud footsteps aprroaching. I see the twins, holding squirt guns. They were aiming at Mella, and apperantly me too.          "ONE..TWO..THREE!" They shot a hose of water at Mella. One shot got her boobs, and I was popped out of her clevage. I landed on the cold wood.
         "Oh-No! I can't let the twins see me here! I gotta hide!" I quickly slid under the sofa, and waited til the twins were gone. Mella woke up.
         "HEY! WHAT ARE YOU GUYS DOING?!"
         "WERE SORRY, MELLA. WE WERE JUST BORED..." The twins started to cry.
         "Ugh. What fakes! Mella wouldn't fall for that."
         "AW. I CAN'T STAY MAD AT YOU GUYS. COME HERE." They came to Mella and gave her a hug. "WELL, I HEAR YOUR MOM AT THE DRIVEWAY."
         "OK, MELLA. BYE!"
         "HEHE. BYE, GIRLS." This was my chance to get to Mella, but the tiwns hopped on the couch, having the feet blocking your way.
         "Oh-No! If I get to Mella, the twins will definitly see me. I'm totally screwed." I just gave up, and watched Mella leave.
         "OK, MELLA! SEE YOU NEXT SATURDAY!" Then Crystal closed the door. "OK, GIRLS. WHO'S HUNGRY?"
         "WE ARE!"
         "OK. I'LL GET RIGHT ON LUNCH." Crystal left the room. The girls were happily watching.
         "HEHE. THAT WAS A GREAT EPISODE OF BARNEY, WASN'T IT, TINA?"
         "IT WAS, TIA. NOW LETS WATCH WINNIE THE POOH."
         "NO, I THOUGHT WE WERE GOING TO WATCH SPONGEBOB."
         "WHO SAID THAT?"
         "ME, SINCE I'VE GOT THE REMOTE."
         "GIVE ME THAT! IT MY TURN TO PICK THE SHOW."
         "NO, I HAD IT FIRST!"
         "THAT'S NOT FAIR! LET GO!"
         "NO, YOU LET GO!" Then they dropped the remote, releasing the batteries. One of the batteries rolled next to me.
         "NOW LOOK WHAT YOU DID, TINA!"
         "THAT WASN'T ME, IT WAS YOU!"
         "LOOK, JUST HELP ME FIND THE BATTERIES!" Then in an instant flash, I feel a hand grab me.
         "No! I don't want to be found!" I look up and see two little girls looking down at me.
         "WELL, WELL, WELL, IF IT ISN'T MIKEY."
         "Please give me to your mom."
         "I THINK I WON'T! HA! YOUR COMING WITH US! LET'S GET TO OUR ROOM TINA!" They quickly rush me back into their room. It was pink. Everywhere!
         "Let me go! Please!"
         "OK, MIKEY. BUT FIRST, WE NEED..."

***I just want say that the interactive "Tiny captive" inspired me to make this part of the chapter.***

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1. YOU TO DO SOMETHING FOR US."

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2. YOU TO PLAY WITH US."

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