The Curse of the Foutain of Youth

Chapter 1 - Let me show you what's happening first...

How the hell did I end up here?

Around me, everything is chaos.

When Sejin asked me if I would be alright alone with the seven dwarves I nodded, thinking that handling adults in a toddler's body would be alright...

It's been a week now and trust me...I have never been more wrong in my whole life.

It's worse than what I could have imagined.

Right now I'm sitting on the floor in the living room trying to keep myself together while comforting little Hoseok in my arms, who is literally bawling his eyes out because of the nasty prank Yoongi made. Seokjin started chasing him right after the prank and was now running after him in the house to punish him. On my lap, Namjoon was also crying because he had already broken two lamps (and the day had just started!). He even broke his plastic glass of apple juice, spilling everything on the floor. How? Don't ask me, I have no idea. This kid is a mystery.

It's not even 11am yet and I'm already tired. Two crazy kids are running after each other in the house, three other kids are hiding I don't know where, my laps are wet from baby tears and I have snot all over my shirt.

Someone help me.

- Noooooonaaaaa!!A little voice screams.

Jungkook's voice.

Even though it has only been one week since I started baby-sitting them, I was now able to recognize their baby voices immediately. But those screams and noises I'm hearing gives me chills down my spine...what the hell are they doing? While I'm trying to put Hoseok down, who had finally calmed down, I hear a sound I don't really like, especially knowing that I'm baby-sitting toddlers.

"Splash!"

...

Silence.

- Huh...Noona?

I'm already rushing to the bathroom trying not to panic. When I enter the room Taehyung is standing in the freaking toilet bowl with some unidentified cloth on his head, Jimin is laying on the floor, wrapped in the towel, his eyes filled with tears and Jungkook...

Where the hell is that kid? As if he wanted to answer my inner question, some bubbles blew out the surface of the bathtub and I stopped breathing for a moment.

Panic became anger and I ran to the bathtub getting baby Jungkook out of the water. I held him so that he could spit the water he swallowed out, and dried him with a towel. Without saying a word, I knew I would scream if I spoke, I freed Jimin from his towel-prison and got Taehyung out of the toilet bowl while throwing out the underwear he was wearing on his head. I held Taehyung's arm really tight with my right hand and took Jungkook in my other arm. I just had to look to Jimin to make him understand he had to follow me. The four of us went to their room and I let go of Taehyung's arm before closing the door. I finished drying Jungkook and undressed him to give him dry and clean clothes.

- Noona, he mumbled, I don't like being naked with you around.

The look I gave him left him speechless and he lowered his head. Though Jungkook is supposed to be a 21 year-old young man, he is currently living in the body of his 2 year-old self and still peed himself. "So sorry to disappoint you baby Kook, but I'm not interested" I thought. After drying him and taking care of Taehyung pants (wet from toilet water!) I sat in front of them.

- Sit down, I ordered calmly.

They obeyed immediately and the tears came back into Jimin's eyes. I took a deep breath to calm myself down.

- Who's idea was it to enter the bathroom?

Taehyung raised his hand.

- Me.