This is a Zach Mitchell, Owen Grady, and Claire Dearing fanfiction
Persephone Scott (Zoey Deutch) is the smartass nanny hired to babysit Gray Mitchell and keep his older brother, Zach, in line.
Althea Foster (Sabrina Carpenter) is the accidental imp...
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Persephone
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"I'm going to assume you want your fact books on the carry-on," I state as I begin neatly packing dinosaur books into the red backpack.
Gray isn't paying attention, he's looking through a camera toy at images of dinosaurs. He's extremely excited, but also extremely nervous about going to Jurassic World.
"Perry?"
"Yeah, hon?"
"Do my parents talk to you?" he asks but keeps his eyes on the toy. Like the toy, a Viewmaster, his entire room is covered with dinosaurs.
"Course they do," I say.
"Do they talk about adult stuff with you?" he presses and I raise an eyebrow. This kid is onto me.
"Sometimes."
"Boys, let's do this!" Karen yells from outside. She seems to be done packing the Nissan minivan. "Perry!"
"Come on Gray, are you taking the Viewmaster?" I ask, but he doesn't respond.
In a minute his mom is knocking at the door.
"Gray? Perry?"
"Come in, Mrs. Mitchell," I call and she enters. "I was just finishing up Gray's carry on."
"Thanks, Perry," she says briskly before rushing up to Gray. "Honey, what're you doin'? What is this here?" Mrs. Mitchell gently takes the Viewmaster from away and sets it down. "Let's go. Come on, honey your flight's in two hours." She looks to me as I zip his bag and hand it to her.
"Dane County Airport is thirty-six minutes away, sixty with traffic," Gray responds shortly.
"How many minutes to get your little butt in the van?" she counters with a grin and Gray smiles sheepishly. "Hmm? How many of those?" Mrs. Mitchell passes Gray his bag and ushers him from the room. I follow close behind.
Just before we exit his room she pauses.
"Feed the monster under your bed?"
"Yes." Mrs. Mitchell grins and nudges us out, shutting the door behind us.
Not a second later Gray runs down the stairs and goes barreling out the front door of their two-story suburban home.
I chuckle and follow with Mrs. Mitchell.
Outside Zach Mitchell, Gray's older brother and my friend, is saying a tragic goodbye to his girlfriend.
"Call me every day. And text me pics so I don't forget what you look like," she gushes and I roll my eyes. She is so into Zach and he is so not into her.