Carole's new babysitter(Jultimagnet)

[Willow T Ferret]

"Please mommy. Please don't go." pleaded a 9-year old Carole wearing a red and white stripped dress as she was holding onto her mother's leg when her mom sat her in the living room couch.

"Sweetie as much as you don't like it, Daddy and I haven't been on a date alone in a while so please be good for your babysitter tonight. Carole's mother Susan told her daughter.

"Speaking of which, he should be here soon." her father Carther said looking at his watch.

"He? A BOY? Can't it at least a girl to watch me? That way we can have fun together?" Carole complained with a pouty face.

"No Carole. Now stop agruing or I'll give you a quick spanking before we leave." Susan said as her daughter clammed up with that threat. "Now he should be here soon." she said as she heard the doorbell ring.

Blake Barker rang the doorbell of the fairly decent sized home as he stood on the front porch awkwardly with his hands in his jean pockets. The 21 year old accepted this babysitting job in hopes that it would bring in the dough considering he was now entering his third year of college and those stupid student loans had to be payed somehow. He figured watching over some kid who would sit in his or her room all day watching TV or something of that sort would be an easy way to earn money without doing much of any real work.

Now Blake wasn't necessarily the best with kids, which he knew was ironic considering the job he just accepted, mainly because he didn't like yelling at children when they were bad. It would just end up with them crying and him feeling bad and everybody would lose, so temper tantrums were not his thing. Though he wasn't the nicest person when he himself was pissed off so hopefully he didn't end up having to take care of a brat because while he didn't have anger issues he wasn't very nice when pushed past his limits.

"Oh, uh...hello!" The young adult shook his thoughts out of his mind as the door was opened by who he assumed was the father of the household. He shook the man's hand while taking a step inside the house. "I'm Blake, your wife knows my mom. I guess I'm here to babysit..." Blake's voice trailed off as he wasn't entirely sure what the name was of who he would be taking care of but he knew it was their daughter as his eyes were drawn to a little girl looking very angry.

[Willow T Ferret]

Yes. I'm Carter Evans. This is my wife Susan, and this is our daughter, Carole." Carter introduced. "We'll only be gone for a few hours. Her dinner time is 7:30. She should be bathe and her teeth brushed by 8:15, and in bed by 8:45. And in case she gets to much of a handful you have our permission to spank her." Susan said as Carole eyes turn shock as her hands went to cover her butt.

"Please mommy don't let him spank me." Carole pleaded. She then turn to her daughter.

"Carole, not only does he get to spank you if needed. But if we learn he had to then your getting another one in the morning." Susan warn as she rejoin her husband. "We'll be back by 10:30. Goodnight." She said as the two left.

The 21 year old nodded as he payed attention to the times the parents mentioned so he wouldn't be a minute late on any of them, he definitely didn't want to screw up the first day of this new job. Hopefully if the brunet did well today then they would invite him to babysit Carole again and possibly even pay him more at that!

The mention of Blake possibly spanking the girl caused him to blush a little bit but he was sure he wouldn't have to do anything like that anyways; even if he did, she was a child after all so it'd probably take a few hard swats before she was bawling and apologizing anyways.

Once the parents had left and the goodbyes were said, Blake turned to the nine year old child as they made eye contact for the first time. She was rather a cute little girl and didn't seem like she would do much harm, it was actually rather shocking that she would ever get spanked at all! Though despite her cuteness, Carole did not look at all pleased and it was clear by the frustrated expression on her face. Blake did his best to ignore it while letting the child know, "Well I guess I'll just be on the couch while you play with your dolls or something. Just holler if you need anything."

[Willow T Ferret]

Carole face went from sadness to anger when Blake told her to play with her dolls. "I don't play with dolls." She growls at him as she stomps to the kitchen. "Just watch I'll show that I'm more that some kid that plays with dolls." She said as she pull out a chair to climb to reach a labeled box of Rice Krispies Treats. She managed to get onto the counter and started to reach up with her dress riding up a bit.

"Hey, what do you think you're doing?" Blake quickly ran over to the younger girl and lifted her from her armpits off the counter just as she was about to snatch a rice Krispy treat. The babysitter dropped her down carefully to the kitchen floor before pushing the chair in. "Dinner is in a half an hour and your parents don't want you snacking before then because you'll get full and won't eat your food."

The young adult desperately hoped Carole would just agree to his terms and move on because the last thing he wanted was for the nine year to start pouting and whining the first two minutes of the job. The brunet had to be here for another few hours after all!

[Willow T Ferret]

"But I'm now hungry now. I can't for another half hour, and it's just a rice Krispy bar. You act like it's going to stop me from eating all night." Carole complained but didn't pushed anymore as she stomped towards her room, planning not to come out until dinner. In her room she jumped on her bed and turned to her laptop.

"Hey, I'm just doing what your parents tell me to do. I'll make sure the food is ready by 7:30." Blake tried to reason with the girl and figured it worked as she made her way back to her room. He watched her for a little bit through the crack of the door to make sure she wasn't doing anything that would get the both of them in trouble before heading back to the living room and plopping down on the couch with a tired groan.

'Dinner, bath, brush teeth, then bed.' The 21 year old repeated the schedule in his head over and over again and hoped it would stay engraved in his memory so he wouldn't forget. The brunet started a timer on his phone for 7:30ish before grabbing the remote and turning on the TV.

[Willow T Ferret]

Carole was watching a video online when she heard the television turn on. She growled as she put her headphones on and turn the volume on her laptop up higher, hoping to tune the t.v out and probably Blake too for the rest of the night.

It was a very easy babysitting job for Blake, all he had to do was chill watching TV with his feet on the couch while occasionally peeking inside Carole's room to make sure she was okay and not getting into any trouble.

Eventually the timer from earlier went off and the brunet sighed as he was forced to be responsible and feed the kid; she was probably still hungry. He got up and, since his cooking abilities were limited, began cooking macaroni and cheese on the stove. "Hey squirt, come here and eat!" The man shouted from the kitchen as he used a new nickname he came up with for Carole.