Alfa & Omega: Assorted compilation

4. Diapers and problems

-Ok bucko, you have to improve your kick or you won't never be on the soccer team!

- I'm doing the best I can...

- Well it doesn't look like it, you have to do even better!

- I need some rest! - The little kid screamed.

- Rest? Please, you're 5, you're a full battery! - The girl with pink bow blew his whistle.

In that quiet afternoon of September, the little Craig hated himself for asking Helga to help him to be part of the soccer team in the school. She was so strong and bossy, but in secret, that was the reason for he chose her to do it, he knows that she will never abandoned him, she had honor and she had prove to him in the last few weeks when they decided to become friends, in some way, she was like the old sister that he won't never had.

- Pataki! You're still here!

- Mrs. Scott, what happened? - Helga stopped the ball, making the boy sigh with relief.

- I'm in big trouble and I need your help. We have a new baby, there he is. - The woman put a little baby boy in her arms.

- What? And what do you supposed that I will do with him?

- I need to take of him and the other children!

- What? Are you nuts? Me alone with all those demons?

- Good luck! - The woman took the girl and her bag and left the Home House.

- But!...

- Good luck! - The woman took the lady and her bag and ran away from the Home House.

- Ok, Graig.

- You got it! -The boy cleared his throat, ready to support his friend in crisis. - Ok guys... No one can move! - All the children putted in a line, listening with a mix of fear and nervous.

- Thank you! Now, like my assistant said, go to sleep! Now!

- Miss Pataki, it's only 7 o'clock, our time to be it's at 9 o'clock and...

- Mely, please darling... Go to bed... NOW! - The little girl ran fast and Helga smiled, celebrating her victory.

- See Helga? No problem! I'm the boss.

- Oh no Craig, I'm. Now, where can put this... little kid?

- The new baby? I don't know, doesn't have a crib assigned yet.

- And what it supposed that I have to do?

- I don't know, I'm only 5! Mrs Scott takes care of them.

- Well now is sleeping... it's a boy or a girl? - Craig sneezed forcefully, waking up the little boy, who began to cry with all his might, in addition, the blond noticed a slight bad smell that covered him.

- I think you'll find out soon. - The chestnut said mischievously.

- Me? Oh no, the both of us... I do not know what to do.

- So... what will do?

- I don't know... Criminy! I never cared for anyone except myself... I need a fool to help us and... Hey! I have an idea!

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- Helga... I'm pretty sure that this isn't a romantic date in the pizzeria. . The blond young man was trying to hold his breath at the stench of the little boy in front of the three of them.

- Oh C'mon Arnoldo, you're always see the good in everything, think that you are helping a little baby here.

- Yes but remember, There are no babies in the Sunset Arms since me!

- And what about little Oskar? huh?

- Was only a day and... hey... wait a minute, how do you know about him? I never...

- Just forget it Arnold! We're like friends, aren't?

- Yes, and more...

- Well, friends help each other, help me Football head!

- Ok, ok, I'll try... I did with Oskar, but I can't remember... I think that first we have to remove the dirty diaper...

- Aha, sounds logical to me. - The blond girl subtly walked away, allowing herself to be helped by her boyfriend.

- Then we have to clean... the zone, and put a new diaper!

- Awesome Football head! You did it!

- Thank you Craig I... wait a minute... did he call me "Football head"? Helga!

- What? I don't know where he learned it.

- Whatever you say, my work here is finished and... - Suddenly a warm waterfall covered the three spectators, forcing them to crouch.

- Huh it's a boy! - Helga said with sarcasm.

- I think that you forget the last step. "Close the diaper". - Craig said between laughing.

- Thank you, I'll remember it! Anyway, see you!

- Are you leaving hair boy? Why?

- Sorry Helga, I've to help my parents, tomorrow is my grandma's birthday and...

- But you can't go... and leave me alone... here and... alone. - His girlfriend said with a sad puppy face.

- Oh Helga, please, don't do that.

- I say the same to you.

- Ok, listen to me, I'll pick up the cake and then I'll come back and help you, ok?

- Ok, see you and if you don't come back...

- Don't worry and save Betsy and her 5, okay?

- Yeah, yeah, see you! - The boy went out and Helga sigh with concern. - Now what?

- Maybe if you made him sleep again?

- How? with... a brick?

- Oh sure Pataki, we are actually in a Home House, why no? Not! with a bottle and a lullaby.

- Helga G. Pataki doesn't sing.

- It's the only way I know!

- Ok... I'll try it, give me a bottle!

- Here is and here is the rocking chair. It's like magic to babies.

- Ok, I'll do it! But without those singing thing, I'll only hum.

- Whatever you want blondie!

- Well... I'll start.

The girl sat down with the crying baby, she putted his bottle in his mouth and she began to rock and hum a song, the big green eyes of the baby looked direct in hers, the two feel an an indescribable peace, he slowly closed his eyes and finally got sleeping.

- I do it! He's sleeping. -She muttered happily. - You know? It's kind of cute when it's quiet.

- Oh yeah, "pretty" If you like smelly and noisy poop sacks.

- Are you jealous big boy?

- From he? Huh, I'm the leader here, of course not. She crossed her arms and turned her back on the blonde nonchalantly. She couldn't help laughing with tenderness, it was the first time in her life that two gentlemen argued over her.

- Helga! I'm here!

- Shut up Arnold! He is sleeping!

- Oh sorry... Good job Helga!

- As always football head, and without your help.

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A cute story for today! This story follow the events from my fanfic "Hillwood tales, chapter 3 and 4" I hope that you like it! See you soon!