Chapter 7: Cricketsitter

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They watching Bill to ask Gramma going to the doctor for checkup

Bill: You're goin' to the doctor for a checkup, and that's that!

Gramma: I ain't goin'!

She shows them

Gramma: I don't need some snake oil salesman rubbin' cream on me, and givin' me funny pills!

Bill: No, Ma. That's not what doctors are like today! They're nice. You'll even get a lollipop. It's fun!

Gramma: And that's when they stick you with the leeches. No siree! There'll be no doctors today... not over my healthy body!

He grunts

Cricket: But Gramma! If you're so healthy, why do you groan when you stand up?

Gramma: I ain't groanin', I'm growlin'!

She gets hit with a wheelchair

Gramma: DAH!

She complains under

Bill: Well, off to the doctors!

Her complaining fades out. Suddenly Bill comes right back

Bill: Oh, right, my two kids and Baraka too. Can't leave 'em at home alone...ugh, I guess I gotta call a sitter.

Cricket: Aww, Dad, you don't need a sitter. We can be our own babysitter,

He grabs Tilly and Baraka

Cricket: you can trust us.

He feels something

Cricket: Ooh, aah!

He takes nails out of his chest pocket

Cricket: Forgot I had a bunch of rusty nails in my pocket.

Bill: Uh...Tilly and Baraka?

Tilly: Yes, Papa?

Bill: Watch Cricket, and make sure nothing bad happens. I need you both to be the big sister and middle brother today. I'm countin' on ya, honey and Baraka too.

They gasps

Cricket: What?! Aww...!!! Of course you picked Tilly and Baraka!

He teasing, under him Tilly gasps

Cricket: Ah, always doin' what she's told meh-meh-meh-meh.

Baraka: You will not be disappointed, Bill. We promise We'll be the best babysitter there ever were!

Bill: I can't imagine you both lettin' me down.

He winks

He wheeling a complaining Gramma out

Bill: All right, be good! Please be good, just...please?

Tilly: Bye, Papa! Don't you worry about nuthin'!

Tilly and Baraka and Cricket POV

They closes the door and turns to find Cricket standing before them

Cricket: Hello, sister and brother.

Baraka: Hello, Cricket. Are you ready to have a nice quiet time?

Cricket: I am not! With Dad and Gramma out of the house, it's the perfect time for me to scratch a few items off my... bucket list!

He gets a rather long "bucket list" out of his chest pocket

Tilly: Bucket list? We guess it's never too soon to start preparin' for your passin'.

Cricket: What? No, Tilly and Baraka, that's dark. It's a list of everything you can do in, or with, a bucket.

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