Night of the Babysitters XII



"Why are you doing this to me!?" Bulma looked down, "It's your turn." she answered. "YOU'VE never babysat them before!!" The blue-headed one blinked; "Annnnnnyway, we'd better go." she said and headed out the door. "Good luck, Krillin!" Gohan waved. "Let the girls help you cook." Vegeta laughed. "Cya!" The short man's friends had left him in the Babysitees' Domain.

Krillin turned around; "Um....Trunks?" Trunks wasn't there. Neither was Goten. Marron, Bra, and Pan were there however, in front of the TV. "So.......what do...you guys want for dinner?" the babysitter asked. Marron looked up; "I wanna have tacos, daddy!" she said in the sweetest voice. Krillin winced, he had heard all to much about the Babysittee's ways. "I wanna have burritos, Mr.Krillin!" Bra squeaked. "No! Noodles!" Pan argued. Krillin started to panic, how was he suppose to please them all!?

"Um,...we can..have all of them...I guess...yeah..." the human headed towards the kitchen. "Do we hafta be mean to Daddy?" Marron asked her companions after Krillin was out of earshot. "Stop being so nice, Marron, if you don't stop, Trunks is gonna make you do something really mean or kick you out of the group." Bra warned. "Yeah, and that means no candy." Pan agreed. "Okay...." the blonde agreed reluctantly. The three of them went into the kitchen to offer Krillin their help.

Meanwhile...elsewhere...in the huge complex that was Capsule Corp. two devious children planned out the night. "Are you sure, Marron's dad is that flinchie?" Goten wondered as he picked up the Hologram Projector. "That's what my dad always says." Trunks answered laughing. "Great! Anything else he be a'scared of?" Goten said. "Android #18. Heh." the purple-haired one grinned, "But we can't use Marron's mom, it'd be too obvious. I think I overheard my mom telling someone that Krillin has some phobia....fear of flowers or something..."

"Pan! Becareful!" Krillin warned a bit too late. The quarter saiyan dropped a bowl of ice chips all over the floor. "Aieee!" Marron slipped on the ice chips, the bowl of flour she had been holding flew into the air. The blonde crashed into her father, the flour landed on the stove. Which caught on fire, white powdery flakes drifted down, all over the floor. "Oops." Pan muttered innocently. The short man sighed and went to put out the fire. Slipped on the ice chips, slid forward, crashed into the side of the stove thing. Got his hair on fire.

"Ack!" Bra giggled. Marron watched, somewhat worried. Krillin ran towards the sink, slipped again, rammed into a small fern. Caught the fern on fire. "Eek!" Krillin ran once more towards the sink in panic. Pan laughed. "Help!" Krillin flew into the kitchen table. Set the table on fire. By now, even Marron was laughing. Four items in the kitchen were on fire, including Krillin's Flaming Head. Krillin got some sense, flew to the sink and put his head out.

The guy might as well go bald again, bits of his hair were burned off in different places. And all of his hair was dark, crisp, and toasty. Sighing loudly, he then put the fern out, put the table out. The fern was dead. The table hadn't burned that much and only bits of it were black. Krillin dumped some water on the stove. The fire went out. But now the stove was unuseable. Krillin turned to the three girls. "How 'bout we just make hotdogs?" "Okee dokee!"

"Trunks! Goten! DINNER!!!" Pan called. The two demi-saiyans instantly rushed from wherever they had been and seated themselves at the table. "Hey,...why's the table kinda burnt?" Goten wondered, poking at a charred area. "We had an accident!" Bra chirped happily. "Uh-huuuh..." Trunks laughed. Krillin glanced nervously between his babysittees. "Yyou gguys aaaren't up to aanythinnng aare yyou?" "Course not!" Pan assured him in an unassuring way. The group chowed down on their food.

"AACCKK! Why is there a FLOWER in my hotdog!? ACK! Get it away!" Bra and Pan blinked. Trunks and Goten were laughing their heads off. Marron was staring worry'dly. "Daddy...is this your Anthrophobia thing....?" Krillin jumped out of his chair and ran off. The four demi-saiyans were rolling on the floor laughing. Marron ran after her father. "Daddy! It's just a flower! Daaaaddy!"

"Ug, Marron's being a good girl again." Pan sighed. "Oh well, we don't need her anyway." Trunks laughed, setting a bundle of flowers on the counter. "Yeah." agreed Goten, tossing a bunch of flowers into the air. The living room was soon filled with colorful blossoms. "Bra, go find Krillin and Marron and bring them back here." Trunks commanded. His sister giggled and obeyed.

Marron was outside of one of the many upstairs bedrooms. "Daddy! Are you ok?!" she asked, pounding on the door. "You kids are evil! EVIL! EVIL I SAY!! Flowers...the evil...the evil!! AIIEEE!!" there were loud crashing sounds within the room. "Daddy!" Marron tried to open the door, but it was locked. "S'not my fault! Its all Trunks's ideas!!" she sniffled loudly. Krillin didn't reply. Bra showed up and grabbed Marron, covering her mouth. The blue-haired demi-saiyan took the other girl into another room.

"Bra! What are you doing?!" the blonde cried angrilly. "Stop being such a daddy's girl, Marron!" the other snapped. "But WHY do we hafta be so MEAN?!" Marron shrieked. "Because it's fun! You know its fun!" Bra laughed. Marron sighed, "But daddy really doesn't like flowers..." "Like I said, stop being such a daddy's girl! If you keep doing this, your gonna be kicked out of this group and be tricked upon like the grown ups!" the demi-saiyan warned. "But..but..." "Trunks already thinks your disloyal, your gonna hafta prove yourself!"

"What?!" "You heard me, Marron!" Bra giggled, "YOU have to prove yourself!" "But,...what do I have to do!?" the blonde demanded. Bra whispered in Marron's ear. The blonde's eyes went wide. "BUT THATS SO MEEEAAAAN!!!" "That's the whole point!" the blue-headed one growled. Marron started to cry. "Thats not fair!" "Hey, I didn't make the rules! You'd better to it, Marron! We'll be watchin'!" with that, Bra bounced off.

Marron stayed there sniffling for a few more minutes. If she didn't do it, she'd get tricks played on her. If she did, she'd feel bad. What to do? What to do? Marron sighed, just this once? Maybe next time she could convince the others not to be so mean...the goody-good blonde exited the room and went to find her dad. "Daddy? .... Daddy?"

"Go'way Marron." came a muffled voice. "But daddy, you're OUR BABYSITTER!" the blonde screeched. "You guys don't need a babysitter, you need a slavedriver or something..." Krillin mumbled. "Daddy!!" "Ok, fine, Marron, since I know your not like Trunks and his little group of evil kids." the short man with burnt hair emerged from the room he had locked himself in. Marron felt even worse at her father's words. Why did she have to do this? "Ok, so, do you know what they're up to?" Krillin asked his daughter.

"I...." Marron did know, but whose side was she on? Her dad's or her friends? "I don't know..they don't trust me..." she half-lied. "Well, what do you think we should do, Marron? You know these guys better than I do." W-we should find them, I guess...." the blonde trailed off, still distracted with her task at hand. "Ok, lets go downstairs..."

"Trunks? Bra? Pan? Goten?" Krillin called out cautiously. "AAAAAAAAAIIIIEEEEEE!! Flowers! Get away!" the short man bolted back upstairs. Marron stood there a moment, she knew what she needed to do...sighing, she claimed the stairs again and followed her father. "Daddy!" she spotted Krillin running down the hallway. "Daddy! Follow me, I know a room free of flowers, we can hide there!" she called. Gratefully, Krillin turned and followed Marron.

Trunks snickered. "Think she'll go through with it?" Goten wondered. "Doubtful." Pan laughed. "Is everything ready?" Trunks asked. "Yeah, holo-projecters have been established throughout the house." Bra confirmed. The Babysittees sat in the attic, the perfect team of trouble makers.

Marron and Krillin ran through the upstairs hallways, finally stopping at a door at the end of a dark hall. Krillin was panting. "Man, think CC has enough bedrooms?" Marron didn't reply. Krillin threw open the door to the room and entered without looking. "Holy FREAK!! WHHHHYYY MEEEEEE!?!?!?!" Marron reluctantly slammed the door shut and locked it. Trapping her dad in a room overrun by colorful plants. "I'm sowwie, daddy." she sniffled, then ran off towards the attic.

"Whoa, she did it!" "Ah, it wasn't that hard of a task anyway." Trunks laughed. "She's coming our way. How long are we keeping Krillin in the flower room?" Goten asked. "I'd say five minutes or so, see if he goes insane before then, heh." the purple-haired demi-saiyan snickered again. "Hey, Marron! Good job!" Pan exclaimed as the blonde entered the attic base. "That was very mean..." Marron muttered.

Krillin was in the corner of the flower room. Eyes filled with fear and hatred of the plants that surrounded him. Roses, daisys, dafildills, dandilions, jasmine, cactus blossoms, cherry blossoms, random weedy flowers, irises, primroses, any flower you can name. Trunks made the florists happy, caused them to be sold out, no doubt. The wallpaper was even flowery. Pink with roses. The short man cowered in the corner, the flowers mutate and swirl in his eyes, becoming hideous monsters and beasts...

See...that daffidill look kinda like Cell...and indeed it did. Perfect Cell emerged from a clump of yellow flowers. "AIIIIIIEEEEEEEEE!! CELL!! Gohan killed you!!!" "That is what you all think." Cell laughed. "All these years, I was still alive, growing slowly..." "No...its a trick...YOUR DEAD!!!" "Do I look dead?" the creature taunted. "The..the...THE FLOWERS RESURRECTED YOU!!! AIIIIEEEEEEE!!" Krillin screamed. "My, my, you're a loud one aren't you?" Cell frowned. "And insane too."

"Get away! Get away! The flowers are EVIL!" Cell blinked. Krillin glanced at a clump of snowlillies. "FRIEZA!!" To a bundle of primroses. "MAJIN BUU!!" to a bunch of randomly colored carnations. "THE RED RIBBON ARMY!!" "HELP MEEEEEEEEE!!!" Krillin blasts open the locked door with a ki blast and flies off. Cell and the other old baddies look at each other and take off after him. "THE FLOWERS SENT YOU!!!" Running around upstairs, Krillin crashed into and broke many objects.

In the attic, all five of the Babysittees were rolling on the floor laughing their heads off. Yes, even Marron. "See? Being mean is fun!" Trunks laughed. "Yeah!" agreed Goten. "You got thaht right!" Bra giggled. "Your dad's phobia is worse than my dad's!" Pan squealed, refering to Gohan's anrachiphobia. Marron didn't say anything, but continued to laugh. An obnoxious alarm began to ring. "Parents are home!" Trunks bolted upward and spilled out orders quickly. "Goten, clean the flower room! Pan shut off the holograms! Bra, find Krillin and calm him down. Marron go with her!" The team of five immediately hurried off.

Goten flushed away the tons of flowers. Pan recovered all the holo-projecters and took them back to the attic. Bra and Marron found Krillin, who was hiding under a bed, and attempted to calm him. "Daddy...s'ok, was just a dream..." Marron still felt a little bad inside. But thats a little price to pay for the fun they had right? Krillin was trembling and muttering things like; "Evil flowers...ressurrected...Majin Buu...Cell...RR Army..flowers..."

Everything was as it was in about 5 minutes. At which time, Bulma entered the house. Bra, Marron and Krillin were already in view. "Holy cheezes, what did you guys do to the poor man?" the woman demanded. "Nothin, Mamma, mister Krillin fell asleep after dinner and woke up with a nightmare." Bra explained simply. Marron nodded meekly. Bulma glanced at the two girls skeptically. "Where are the others?"

"Here!" Trunks and Goten slid down the stair railing and Pan bounced after them. The rest of the party entered the house. "Krillin? What happened to you, man?" Goku blinked. "Krillin?" "Flowers...so many flowers...evil..." the short man muttered insanely. "Ok..." "Well, everything looks normal. Maybe they didn't do anything..." Bulma mused. "Humph." Vegeta grumbled, disappointed. "Ah, well, you guys get off to bed." Grinning Trunks and Bra nodded and headed upstairs to their rooms.

Chi Chi glanced at Goten suspiciously, but she didn't say anything, and the Son family left. "Krillin?" Android #18 poked at him. "Flowers...so many, flowers..." was his reply. "Anthrophobia acting up again..." sighing, the blonde dragged Krillin off, Marron trailing guiltily behind. "There's a nice change..." Bulma mumbled closing the door. "Humph." Vegeta said again. The lights went out. All was quiet. Everyone headed to bed. Silence. Calm. The perfect babysittee expierence, they weren't caught.

"Holy freak! There are flowers in the toliet!" Vegeta's voice rang out. "Trunks!" Upstairs the purple-haired demi-saiyan sighed. "I told Goten to clean the flower room. As in burn them or something. And what does he do? He flushes them." Trunks braced himself as the stomping of his parents started upstairs. "Goten is so dead tomorrow, if I'm still alive...."

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