It was a quiet evening.
I was sitting peacefully on my table, when a kid rushed past me holding something somewhat like a light blue baseball bat. The kid was wearing shorts and a Hawaiian Style shirt, like it was summer. His eyes were green and staring right through them was like staring into the deep of the sea. Another kid rushed by, shouting "Give that thing back to me!" The other kid wore a T-shirt with a lightning flash on it and blue jeans. His eyes were like sparkling blue, and they leave me dazzled everytime I look into them. Once he shouted, thunder crackled. It was so loud that it almost shook the ground.
I got up. I had to stop these kids before they destroy not only my house, but the whole world. What? You're wondering how two kids fighting over a baseball bat destroy the world? Heh, then you've got them all wrong. These two weren’t normal kids you see everyday in day in daycare centers. They were powerful, and you wouldn’t want to mess with them when they’re in true form.
“Poseidon,” I said. “Hand it back to Zeus, I don’t want you guys destroying my house.” “Awww, I wanna see him cry first!” Poseidon pouted. “Give it back to me, or I’ll blast you to dust!” Zeus replied with a sob. “Too bad you can’t without your lightning bolt!” Poseidon replied with a mocking tone. I took another look at what Poseidon was holding, and it really was a lightning bolt. Then I remembered that the Lightning Bolt was Zeus’ mark of power. “Give it back now!”
“No, I won’t!”
“Will you two stop? You’re getting on my nerves!” Another kid came in. He was wearing black sweater with the design of a skeleton, which matched his pants with the same design. He was someone like who was knocking on your door, asking for candies on the 31st of October. His eyes were dark red, and you could see the sadness in it. He was too mature for an 8-year-old. “Great, Hades. Now we have the Big Three in a single room, fighting over something,” I said. “So what were you doing upstairs? Doing some ritual?” Poseidon teased him. “Whatever. All I know is that you’re making so much noise it’s worse than the sounds on the Fields of Punishment.” Hades said back, his tone serious. “Brother, help me get my bolt back!” Zeus shouted. Hades put on something like a cap, but it had the style of a war helmet, and it was pure black. He disappeared.
Surprisingly, the bolt lifted from Poseidon’s hand and floated to Zeus. “Hey! No fair!” Poseidon shouted. He summoned his trident and got ready to throw it at the floating bolt, but instead, he fished something and Hades was revealed. Poseidon ran to a corner. “Hey! You’re not going anywhere without my Helm!” Hades shouted. Hades rushed to Poseidon and Poseidon launched his trident but Hades caught it in midair on one hand and the bolt on another.
“Stop it, both of you!” I snapped. I got the Helm, Trident and Bolt and handed them to each of the owners. Zeus happily went upstairs holding the bolt in his hands, and Hades melted into the darkness. Poseidon mumbled, “Really, Hades, what are you, God of the Underworld or God of Dramatic Exits?” Hades threw a piece of bone on his head invisibly. “Enough!” I said.
When they were all gone, I got up to my room, and I was still thinking about what happened earlier. I was able to stop another Big Three war which almost destroyed the room because of the aura released by the three. Yes, you are right. I was babysitting the Big Three. It was three years ago, but I still remember every bit of detail of what happened on that day. I am Ashcroft Shade, 25 years old, and here is my story how I got to babysit these silly god-kids.
BINABASA MO ANG
FOR HIRE:BABYSITTER FOR THE GODS
FantastikI babysit the Big Three,and this story will tell you what's in store for babysitting the three most powerful gods.