"Fine..."

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I licked my lips clean until they were sore, as did Louis. He wiped off all the crumbs that had fallen stray from the bread roll filled with my amazing, perfectly sizzled bacon from his blue suit. He handed me the empty plate and stretched. As his arms flew up in the air and his whole body tensed came with a loud yawn and a dramatic screech as he reached the end.

"Right," he started "I'm going to take a nap. Can you cover for me?" His voiced sounded hopeful, yet his body expression said 'if you don't you'll never feel the ground beneath your feet again!'

I nodded as he got up off the black leather couch and headed down the long hallway.

"I might not be that good at it!" I shouted down the hallway. I really didn't want to do this.

"I don't care. Whatever it is it'll be better then any of your missions!" He retorted back closing the door behind him.

I hate to admit it but he had a point! All my missions were rubbish; none of them were worth going to! What happened to the police or ambulance or fire fighters?

Just my luck the blue siren rings loud around the quiet room, all to be heard was my unsteady breathing as I stared at the flickering light. Come on Harry you can do this it won't be that bad. Think of it as a chore that your mother set you! Apart from its much worse. Ok scratch that, you can do this!

I unfroze from the spot I was currently standing in and headed towards the door, where the colors lights stood above it. I slowly placed my hand on the knob and took a deep breath.

"Here goes nothing!" I said to myself as I opened the door.

I closed my eyes as I teleported to the place where it needed my help. My head turned and my legs went numb as I traveled. Suddenly, I felt my feet place one the ground and my eyes open. Again I grabbed hold of the first thing I could find. This time though, I was lucky. Instead of a toaster it was a lamp post. My hand grabbed it tight as I got back my breath.

Once I had controlled my breathing I looked up to see what was the problem. But it was nothing serious. It was a God damn baby in a paddling pool! The water wasn't even that high! The baby's arms were flapping everywhere; splashing the water in all different directions. I only got a little wet but was still on the edge of killing the thing (I have a very short temper...)

I stomped towards it and lifted the three year old child out of the pool-it wailed even more.

"WAAAHH *sniffle* YOU'RE NOT MUMMY!!!" It screeched in my ear very loudly!

"I know I'm not your mum but if you just shut up for at least one minute I could help you!" I hissed, trying to contain my anger that was boiling inside of me ready to erupt. But it didn't stop crying. what mum leaves their child in a paddling pool?

I turned my head, looking for something to help me or give me inspiration. What do I know about little children? It's not my job. But something horrible caught my eye. Something that made me wish I had never agreed to come here, and that I should have made Louis come. I saw an eleven year old boy with a camera; On film!-That little shit was recording me mouth off a three year old toddler.

My eyes widened and adjusted my grip on the toddler so that he was on the side of my hip. I held him with one hand as the other came out to plead the boy.

He had stopped filming now and was looking at me blankly.

" What are you going to do with that." I asked slowly not wanting to make more of a mess then I already have!

" 'dunno, probably post it on the internet!" That cocky little shit.

"P-please don't" I said reaching my hand out, gesturing him to not do the unthinkable.

"I'll do what I want!" He snapped back at me again. Why is he being so rude?

"Look kid, I'm not having a good day. If you could just be so kind NOT to put that video on the internet, I would be more than great full!"

"Why do I care if you had a bad day? There was no need to take it out on Tommy!" I was guessing Tommy was the toddler.

I sighed. I was getting really pissed off now.

"FINE! Do what you want with that video, I got better things to do then stay here arguing with some kid!" I practically yelled at him as I out the toddler on yeh ground and teleported as soon as possible, not waisting any more time getting away from that stupid kid.

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