My Babysitter's A Werewolf

Introduction

Cassie's pov

"No! I don't need a babysitter, Mom!" Christian said in a fed up tone. Him and mom were currently arguing over whether or not we needed a babysitter while she went on a business trip. Personally, I could take care of myself and we all knew this. The doubt was in my younger twin.

"It's not just you, Chris. Your sister needs one, too." She motions in my direction and I scoff.

"I do not need a babysitter." My mom laughed at me and placed her hands on the table in front of her.

"Yes, you do. We are not having a repeat of last time." Her eyes dart from me to Christian then slowly over to Ethan.

I sucked in a deep breath. "Ben was in charge then, not me. Also, Ethan doesn't need one so why do I?" Christian clears his throat, "why do we?"

Mom slams her hands down and Ethan tries to hide his laugh. "You are getting a babysitter. Both of you!" We go to protest again, "If you say another word...I will ground you." I make a face at Christian as he bites down on his lip before bursting.

"Word."

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Scott's POV

"Wait, you're what?" Stiles asks before laughing again. I sigh tiredly and continue to pack clothes into a bag.

"I'm going to stay with a family, I'm watching their kids."

Lydia hands me a few necessities off of my desk. "So you're what, a babysitter? Scott, why on earth would you choose babysitting?"
Stiles nods in agreement with his bestfriend. I glare at both of them before zipping the bag shut.

"Why don't you ask our little angel? He got me fired from the clinic so now this is the next best thing. Plus, this woman is paying me like 50 maybe 60 dollars a day for a week. That's just enough to pay for the fine and get my job back." Stiles looks at me with a straight face and I blow out a long breath. "Look, Stiles. I didn't me-"

He bursts into laughter. "Dude. Have fun watching two annoying, rich brats. Meanwhile I will be lacrosse captain!"

Lydia bumps his shoulder and laughs at him. "Scott isn't leaving, Stiles. He's just going overnight and he'll be back in school tomorrow. Oh and those 'annoying, rich brats' go to our school. The Morgans." Lydia grabs her coat before walking to the door. "Good luck, Scott. I bet it won't be that bad. Stiles, come."

Stiles looks at me before shaking his head. "If you don't come back alive...just know that I told you so." Lydia starts to snap her fingers at him. "Lydia! I'm not a dog!" He says walking over to her while I watch amused from my bed.

"Then stop acting like a bitch."

With that they both walk out while I grab my bag. It shouldn't be that hard to babysit two kids, right?

[ Okay this is only the intro chapter, so it's really short. I hope you guys like this fanfic/crossover! - Marie]