C is for Cats and Charts

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After taking a quick stop to Wal-Mart, we headed back to my loft for the time being. Unlocking the door, I threw my bags on the sofa and turned to look at Blue who looked around in awe.

"Stay right here, i'm going to go change my clothes and then we'll have to discuss some stuff ok?" I said slipping off my flats and kicking them underneath the foot rack next to the door.

Quickly stepping in my room, I shrug out my current clothes and slip into something more comfortable yet acceptable for when we go back to the company building. Looking at my hair , I decided to just take the bands out my hair, comb it out and put a hat on. Opening the door back to my room, I step back in the living room and glancing for Blue.

"Blue?" I called out. I furrowed my eyebrows, I was gone no longer than five minuets and he manager to disappear on me. Groaning I walked over to Chance's door and knocked.

As I waited patiently, I heard muffling and shushing. Finally, Chance pocked his head out and rose an eyebrow, "Yes?" He said impatiently.

"Sorry to bother you, but is Blue with you?" I said trying to look over his head. Chance rolled his eye's and blocked my view once more.

"No, he's in Harry's room and i'm kinda busy right now," He rushed out, "Wait right here for a second," Chance closed the door, then opened the door again with a sock, "Hang this up for me, thanks sis."

I shivered in disgust, hung up the sock then made my way to Harry's room and opening it. Harry had the master bedroom in the three bedroom loft, considering it was his first. I was highly jealous of his room, from the size to it, to the way he decorated it.

Upon entering his room, what'll get your attention is his wall full of guitars, every single one is signed by one of his idols, how he managed to do that? No clue. His next wall, he had a bookshelf filled with tons of CD's and vinyl's, which is personally my favorite in his room. On the other side, it was a typical brick wall with his bed against it and polaroids of him and his family. And finally, a wall that was pure glass that led to his balcony, that supported a great view of New York.

"Blue, why are you in Harry's room?" I asked as I spotted him in one of the chairs.

Blue giggled, holding up a grey fur ball, "Kitty cat!" He exclaimed, holding my cat.

I nodded my head, it makes sense now. My cat, Stormy, was always found in Harry's room due to the huge fluffy rug in his room since most of the house was hardwood.

"That's Stormy, he's a bit of a meanie." I said smiling slightly, this was such a cute moment.

"He not mean, not to me." Blue said scratching behind Stormy's ear.

"Yeah, well once your asleep, he'll chew through all your curtains." I grumbled glaring playfully at my cat as it slyly grinned at me, almost understanding what we where talking about.

"Mommy, never let me have any pets, she said i'm not responsible enough." He said standing up.

I frowned, Mrs.Ashly seemed so nice to me in the bathroom, but the way she talked to Blue and the way he talked about her made her seem so mean. Her restraining him from being independent would not help him at all.

"Well, since i'm your nanny, you'll be with me a lot, so we can come here every so often when we have free time and you can play with Stormy, deal? But come with me to the kitchen, we need to make some charts and some rules" I said.

The kitchen was my favorite place to be in the loft, basically it was my second room, since I was the only one who knew how to cook. I had already played out the supplies on the table.

"Ok, Blue, I want to help you out, I know you want to be a big boy and do stuff on your own, right?" Eyeing Blue carefully, I had to be careful with my words, one slip up and he could get upset and think I'm trying to change him to a new person.

"Yes, I want to be like you Wini." He said furrowing his eyebrows as he pays attention.

" I'm Starting off simple ok? For today, we'll only focus on behavior and rewards and punishments, sound good?" I said pushing one of the papers towards him as he nodded.

"Sp, Bad behavior. What you did in the car, was bad. We do not, kick, stomp, yell and we defiantly do not pull hair. You made me and the driver very upset, so what should you do?"

Blue pouted a little while thinking, "Apologize to driver and explain to Wini why he did those things?" He questioned.

I smiled and clapped, he was a fast learner and this is a huge accomplishment for his Aspergers. "Good! So when we take you back to your mother, you should apologize to the driver, and since I'm here, please explain why you thought it was ok to pull my hair."

Blue sat up straighter and cleared his thought, "Blue is — I'm sorry for pulling your hair Wini. I thought your hair was beautiful like you." He whispered shyly.

My cheeks got warm, I was not expecting that, no one has ever called me beautiful before, even if he didn't mean any harm behind it.

"O-ok! So to rewards and punishments. Rewards, will be totally up to you, for now, as I don't now much about you yet, and as long as your mother approves of them. For your punishments, I think, maybe no coloring books or action figures for a day, no Stormy for two days, no sweets and we have to stay at the Wilson building instead of going out and having fun." I listed the main 'punishments'.

"I can survive without my toys!" Blue said with a proud huff, "Big boys don't play with toys!"

I hummed, "Guess you'll have to throw them away..." I said jokingly.

Surprisingly, Blue got up, marched over to his book bag, taking out his phone, wallet, and his snack, then marched to the trashcan and dumped his bag that was filled with crayons and his action figures. He then turned to me and smirked.

Before I could respond, Chance's door opened and instead of him stepping out, Gina had stepped out, tears running down her face, which ruined her make-up.

"I hate you!" She screamed and slammed his door shut and running out. My mouth dropped open, first, Blue had shocked me by throwing away his coloring things an action figures and I knew Chance had a lady over due to the sock, but the waitress, Gina?

Shaking my head, I stood up after looking at the clock, " Come one Blue, it's time to go."

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