Meeting the Motts

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*You pull up at the Mott mansion*

When you asked your mother for a summer job, you were not expecting to work for a family.

"A babysitter, sounds easy enough!" You say to yourself.

You walk up the long driveway and up the stairs, slightly nervous.
Your hands start to get clammy as you ring the doorbell. Why are you nervous?

"Just watch a child you've heard nothing about for 5 hours everyday and get paid... No need to be nervous."

But you were nervous, yet you couldn't put your finger on the root cause... you've heard nothing but decent things about the Motts.

"It's not like they're blood-thirsty maniacs, right?"

The door begins to creep open.

You see a seemly innocent looking lady.
You smile and she begins to speak in a soft, calming goloss.

"Hi, i'm Gloria. I was scared you weren't gonna come. Come in! Come in!"

You smile and walk into the seemly empty, slightly chilly mansion.

"So where's the little boy?" You ask Gloria

"He's right upstairs...He was pretty upset when he heard that I had hired you. He had a tantrum and ended up breaking a potted plant, but he's okay now. Just try to entertain him, he enjoys puppetry and board games."

Gloria sends you upstairs.

"He's behind these doors. If he starts acting uncontrollable, then please send him downstairs... I guess ill see you at dinner then?" Gloria exclaims

"Yes ma'am" you nod, followed up with a nervous giggle.

You push open the tall, creeky doors and walk into the room. Your footsteps echoing. The doors loudly slam behind you.
At first you viddy no child, but then you notice a lump on the bed and walk over to it, to examine the kid you'd be watching.
As you look over the bed, you hear a gromky groan.

"Why are you looking at me?! Leave me alone! I didn't want you to come, but mother insisted!" Exclaimed a whiny voice from under the covers.

This did not sound like a child's voice. In fact, this voice sounded older than you, so you nervously ask

"Are you Dandy Mott? If so, can I please look at you?"

You pull back the covers to see a grown man dressed as a child, his dark hair slicked back and dried tears along his cheeks.
He looks back at you and grunts, pulling the covers back over his head.

"I'm sorry, but I thought i'd be watching a child." You say as you start to look over at the doors. Should you leave?

"I know. Mother treats me like a child! I hate her!! She says if I act like a little boy, she will treat me like one... Its so annoying!" He says as he starts to pout and get out of the bed.

You stop yourself from walking out the doors. If he's an adult, all you really have to do is play with him and govorette to him, he can watch himself for the most part... at least he should. This will be easy!

"Well, my name is (YN)!" You smile and put your hand out for him to shake.

He looks at your hand in confusion.

"So how long do you plan on staying?" He says with a moody expression.

With a calming smile, you respond. "Only a few hours. What do you want to do to pass time, Dandy? If I may call you Dandy..." 

"Call me whatever you want. *Groan* If you're being forced to stay here, I guess we could filly with some dolls or something..."  He looks over at you, waiting for a response.

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