[mikami]

I'm editing a popular urban legend using my characters.
First, let's get something straight. Sparkie's occupation is just taking odd jobs around her neighborhood. Today, she took a babysitting job from Zim that he got from Sparki. Sparkie is supposed to babysit Lulla the brave Snivy, Tiny the orphaned Pichu, and Essence the zealous Zorua.
When she gets a phone call at her house.

Okay.


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My name is Sparkie. I'm a 14 year old Pikachu. So, I've been wanting to make some money recently, y'know? And you can imagine my surprise when some little green thing came charging over to me and practically body slammed me. He told me that he'd give me his life savings to babysit 3 kids. I told him that 5 dollars every 2 hours would do. He shrugged and showed me to the kids - a 6 year old Snivy, a 5 year old Pichu, and a 8 year old Zorua. It was getting dark after dinner, and I've taken a liking to those kids. I sent them upstairs and tucked them in bed, exhausted. I was humming a song and watching some movies when a call comes through. "Hunh? Might as well see who it is. They must be insane, calling at this hour!" I answered the phone. A crackling static sound comes to my ear and I hear a snicker. "Did you check the kids?" My blood runs cold. This guy has some deep voice, raspy and he sounds... just creepy. Disturbing. "Uhhhmmm...." I hang up and cuddle against a pillow. "That's my imagination." I eventually give in to that thought. Half asleep through the movie 'The Notebook', I hear the phone ring again. The same man. "Why don't you check the kids?" I swallow hard and hang up. A third call. "Haven't you checked the kids?" That's it. I'm calling the police. I dial the number and a lady is on the line (vendetta). "Bonjour? Who is zhis?" "I-I'm getting these creepy calls from a guy asking me to check on some kids I'm babysitting." "Ah, I can trace zhe call, if you want. Just stay on zhe line for a'while..." About 1 minute later, a small gasp comes from the lady. "U-uhm... Ma'am, the phone call is coming from..." My heart pounds against my ribcage. "...The phone call is coming from inside your house. The police are on the way." I gasp at the recently dropped bombshell. "N-nahh!" I fall backwards in a fear. Sirens blare outside and two Eeveelution hybrids kick open the door. "Do not fear, ma'am. Ve are here to arrest zhe intruder." The red one says, puffing out his chest. "Ja, ve von't let him do anymore damage zhan he may have already done. Ma'am, I hate to say zhis, but expect zhe vorst." The one with the scarf says. "O-okay." 10 minutes later, they come down with a writhing Zorua with a lead pipe and an axe. "NO! NO, PUT ME DOWN!" "You're coming vith us, buddy." The red one snaps. They take him to the police car after informing me that the children were hiding in a corner, huddled together. No one heard him come in, or ever knew he was there until those calls. I lost my peace of mind and when the little creature came to pay me (I found his name was Zim), I yelled "Never again!" and snatched the money right out of his claws. I felt bad later and apologized, but he seemed unaffected. He's a strange one. But all I know is I always sleep with my doors locked and with the lights on now. Worst experience ever...