Babysitter
Only A Number
Bang Yongguk; Age 19.
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"You ugwy."
"What?"
"I said you ugwy! You look like gweenie boy!"
Tilting my head, I looked at the boy in amusement. "May I ask who is this greennie boy you're talking about?"
"Nwo! Channie no want to tell!"
"Channie? Who's Channie?"
The little boy gasped, looking around the room for a...weapon, I suppose. "Me! Channie is me!" The boy grinned as he magically founded a pillow beneath the table and didn't even hesitate as he threw it at me.
"Channie is me!" With a little 'hmph! ugwy and stewpid!' the boy turned away, acting as if I was nothing but oxygen.
This boy who called himself 'Channie' was Kim Himchan. Age 5. I don't even know this little boy so...Why am I here? Crud, even I don't know. "Um...Himchan..."
"CHANNIE!"
"Um...Channie..."
The boy then happily turned around. "Ywes ugwy?"
Why? Why me? Why was this boy so cute yet so evil? Is it true? Is it true that you should always beware of the most adorable little ones? Who the heck am I even talking to? This stupid brain of mine never replies to me. "May I ask what am I doing here again?"
"Mommy said you the new babysitter for me and you our new neighbor!"
Oh...Right. I knew that. Good. I thought I was stuck in the forest and accidently ran in to the bridge of evil babies. "Oh...Well hi. I'm Bang Yongguk."
"You already say that dummy!"
"Oh...I did?" Was I like, sleeping or something on my way here? Did this little boy smack me out of my senses? Who knew. "So...I'm your babysitter?"
"Ywes." A little growl followed his response. The boy then looked up at me with pitiful eyes, arms clutched around his tummy. "Ugwy...I'm hungwy."
"What's a hungwy? Hungweed? YOU EAT HUNGWEEDS? Wait....what's a hungweed?"
Himchan shook his head. "I think mwommy doesn't wuv me because she weft me with dummy."
I looked at the little boy who suddenly looked like he was about burst out tears any minute. "Wait, Himchan, Don't cry...I'm sure your mother loves you." Just that she picked the wrong guy to be your babysitter. I crouched near the boy, digging through my pockets as I hummed a little tune that surely made the boy calm down. "Do you like chocolate?"
"Mwommy said I cwan't eat sweets."
Oh, just my luck. "Good because all I have is gum...Minty, too."
"YOU STEWPID HYUNG! I want weal fwood!"
"FINE FINE FINE. Do you eat ramen?"
The boy nodded.
"Then we're settled."
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Sadly, Ramen was the only thing I knew how to cook. I couldn't even cook sandwiches. Wait, do you even cook sandwiches? I give up.
"Does it taste good?"
The boy didn't answer, he just happily stuffed the noodles in his mouth. I'm taking that as a yes.
"Now..That green guy...Who were you talking about?"
"Shwek."
Oh...I thought he was talking about Beast boy from Teen Titans. Bummer. "Oh, really?"
"Mhmm."
"Then do you want to be my fiona?"
"Nice try but nwo. Channie has eyes on mwommy and only mwommy."
"Oh? Then hyung will make you love him." As a brother, of course.
"Shwut uwp befwore Channie chew ywou instead of these noodles."
Wow, pretty scary for a little kid.
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"Oppa...Oppa! YAH, BANG YONGGUK OPPA!"
"Hmm? What? Where am I?"
"Oppa, Were you sleeping?!"
"No..." I looked around, trying to figure out how I suddenly went from 'My first meeting with Channie' to 'Oh, I'm working at a Cafe in America.'
"What were you dreaming about?"
"Oh, nothing...Just something precious to me."
The girl raised an eyebrow, but didn't have enough interest to even think of asking me.
"I dreamt of Channie."
"I know...Oppa, I know."
I yawned, jumping off the table [Yes, I was sleeping on a table. Although it didn't look like it, it was comfortable.] and reached towards the sky.
"Hmm...maybe Channie's reaching towards the sky like me? Wait...or maybe Channie's wishing for me to be Shrek, which will automatically make him my fiona?"
"Ugh you're too greasy. I feel bad for that girl, Channie."
Didn't she just hear me say 'him'?
"It's a boy."
"WHAT?"
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I don't know what to say.
Thank you for reading<3
I might update later...if I don't ditch AFF again and go be a couch potato.
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