Willoughbys Reader insert

Meeting the Nanny.

Y/N stares in shock at the sight before her.

"Fear not, skinny orange boy, for I am your nanny!" Linda smiles.

"No, I'm in charge!" Tim tries to protest, being slammed behind a door.

Y/N frowns. She knows that Tim's not really in charge, but she'll let him have this one.

"I've read about nannies. What kind of nanny are you?" Jane asks, with the Barnabys hiding behind her. "Did you fly in on the east wind or the west?"

Linda answers, "West."
"Where's your umbrella?"

Y/N frowns, the umbrella is right in Linda's hands.

"Here." Linda replies, smugly.
Jane asks, "Do you eat children?"
"Sometimes." Linda jokes.
"Why are you here?"

Linda smiles, "I was hired by your loving parents."

"LOVING?!" Jane asks as the Barnabys hide further behind her.
"Parents?" Tim exclaims with his face still smushed.

Y/N pales. She hasn't been told the whole story. Well, today's as good a day as any day.

"I've got no qualifications, but a cheery disposition. Here to service all your childish needs. I cook, clean, Siiinnngg!"

Jane's immediately onboard.

"What?! You sing?!" Jane exclaims, joy radiating off her.

"Yeah! All nannies sing."

Y/N frowns, "I'm out."

She walks back to the kitchen, finishing up the oats and putting them to the side. She hears a slam and walks towards the library.

"We have to get rid of her." Tim orders.

Y/N sighs as she rubs her head.

"Rid of her?" The Barnabys chorus.

"Nanny is working for our parents and now she's brainwashed Jane."

Y/N goes to say something, only for Tim to continue nattering.

"She has to go. But how? Perhaps another brochure."

Y/N frowns, "A brochure won't get rid of her. She's a persistent person, Tim."

"How about this Tim?"
"It'll work."

Y/N and Tim turn around to see a catapult.

"No." Y/N deadpans.

"What the Willoughby is that?" Tim asks.

"It's a nanna-pult, Tim."

The Barnabys pick up a few books and put them in the cup.

"Nanny goes here, in the nanny-cup."

The two swap the sweater, then pull the levers attached, opening the window and shooting the books to the other side of the street.

"Nanny gone."
"Problem solved."

The Barnabys grin.

Tim goes to agree when Y/N sighs, "Please, for all that is good and holy, do NOT use the Nannapult. That would make us like our parents. We are not using that thing. I don't want to hurt your creativity, guys, but I know the Nanny. She's not gonna hurt any of us."

"And this is the library. The twins mostly do stuff  here." Jane smiles as the two walk in.

"Wow. Did you little mushroom heads make this?" Linda smiles, then her eyes land on Y/N, who's sitting on some books, making a gesture to not say anything about her.