Baby Freshman's Sitter (for Archer)

[Jinchu]

Peter Winters was a pretty young man. Last month he had turned 18 and just recently got into his local university to study history and social science. Since it was not too afr from his home, Peter decided not to move from his mother's house... especially considering he was not very responsible or selfsufficient, to be honest. He was cared of through his whole life, pampered and protected, and kinda saw it as a given, hardly realising how immature for his age and intellegence he actually was.

Peter was a bit shorter then averege and had a slim, even a bit girly figure. His messy brown hair were long enough to cover his ears and framed his pretty heart-shaped face nicely. At his age of 18 Peter still didn't need to shave. His emerald eyes were big and shiny.

Usually he wore something his mother bought for him, so he hada rather conservative "good boy" look, with white shirts, khaki pants, leather shoes and such. But going to the university Peter was planning to go for a more daring and hip look and bought something for himself: baggy jeans, t-shirts with some rock-bands logos and a pair of sneakers.

And that's how he came to breakfast at the first morning then he was going to the university...

[Archer]

As the boy made his way downstairs he could immediately smell the scent if fresh cooking wafting from the kitchen. His mother, with her dark blonde hair, green eyes, and fair skin, was quite a busybody when left to her own devices, and it seems this was no different.

"Good morning, Peter... I thought you were going to sleep the day away." She would comment as she heard the sound of steps coming through the kitchen, turning over her shoulder to look at the boy as she finished plating up some bacon and pancakes for him. But her eyes widened a bit as she peered at his new look.

"Hmm? Is that you, Peter? What's all this?" She would say, wiping her hands off before going over to him, looking his new outfit up and down.

[Jinchu]

Peter blushed a bit. He wanted to think of himself as a grown person, who doesn't need any control from his mother, but in reality thenever she talked to him in such a serious tone he felt like a little kid and immediately lost his confidence. So he tried to act as confident - almost cheeky - as he could to compensate it.

"Well, it's my clothes. A pretty normal clothes for a young man, you know. I want to attend the university properly, not like some... elementary school Ken doll. I'm sure you agree it's up to me what to wear, I'm 18 already, after all" he said, maybe a bit passive-agressively, and headed to the table.

[Archer]

"No matter, you're still my little boy. Even if you're a young man. This must be that rebellious stage you're going through..." She says with a sigh as she heads back over to her work, playing up some of the food she had prepared. Eggs, sausage, and toast among other things, making sure he'd have a healthy meal to start the day out.

"Anyway, I should tell you, my boy. I'll be going out of town for work for a few days. I know you're growing up into a man, but I think you'll need a little help staying focused on your schoolwork and chores while I'm gone. I already have a babysitter lined up to keep an eye while I'm away." She says, setting the plate and a glass of orange juice on the table for him.

[Jinchu]

"Mom, please..." Peter moaned, sitting down to the table. This "little boy" talk started to get on his nerve recently; it didn't sound like something you'll say about independent, cool, attractive for girls guy, and Peter wished to eb exectly that.

He started to eat, enjoying mom's food as always (she was the best cook ever, especially in Peter's eyes). At first the news sounded really good - mom was going to leave, which meant she was now seeing Peter as self-dependent relatable person. Maybe he'll even be able to throw a prty for his new college friends! Or rather make some friends by throwinga party... But mom's next remark made Peter literally drop a piece of toast from his mouth opened in shock.

"A babysitter?! Mom, I'm 18!! I'm in a college! I'm not a baby anymore, and I don't need any babysitter! You cannot be serious!! ...you are joking, right?" he asked with a slight hope.