Walking Dead Game Collection

"Operation Babysit"

Title: Operation Babysit
Characters: Kenny, Nick, Luke and Clementine.
Summary: Clementine is three years old and Nick and Luke are on charge of babysitting.
Author’s Note: I love this idea so much. Enjoy! Strong language from Nick inside.
Requested By: clemmycluepower
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“You guys need to do this.” Kenny grumbled, tightening the grip on his over-the-shoulder riffle. “We need to go and find more firewood. I’m sorry if that doesn’t work for you, but someone needs to watch her.”
“But why us? Why can’t you stay back?” Nick grumbled, crossing his arms in disapproval.
“What if Nick and I go get firewood and you guys stay here?” Luke suggested.
“No, you guys aren’t strong enough to carry a lot back.” The two gave him a quick glare before their expressions became ones of determination.
“Is there any way at all that we can get you to babysit her?” Luke begged.
“Nope.” Kenny replied with a smug grin. He normally would feel a little bad putting the two through this, but every now and then it was nice to torment them. Even just a little. “Well, I’ll see you guys later. She’s sleeping upstairs for now. But once—”
A tiny, groan from upstairs caused Kenny to smile. After all, these two just couldn’t catch a break. “Never mind, I guess she’s awake. Remember to feed her and play with her.” Studying their worried faces, he chuckled. “Good luck.” And with that, the door clicked shut and he was gone.
“Ugh.” Luke groaned. “Nick, can you start her food? It’s in the top left cupboard. I’ll go get her.” Luke unhappily worked his way up the stairs, headed straight for Clementine’s room. Bracing himself for screaming and wailing, he pushed open the door which revealed the tiny, wooden crib against the far wall. Walking closer however, little Clementine was laying peacefully in her bed, sniffling and humming quietly. As Luke peered over the rail, her face lit up like little stars.
“Ah!” She squealed happily, reaching her hands up towards his head. Luke’s expression softened at the sight of the darling girl. He may hate babysitting, but he often forgot what an adorable an tough little girl Clem was. Even for a baby she didn’t cry a lot, she often jut gargled or frowned if she was upset.
Being careful, Luke lifted the fragile girl into his arms and cradled her head in his hands. The little girl giggled and squealed happily as he took her down the stairs. This little girl was so happy you wouldn’t even be able to tell that it was almost the end of the world outside.
“Hey Nick—” Luke began, taking his eyes off the beautiful girl to see Nick struggling to get some of Clementine’s food actually into a bowl. Most of it was now on his shirt or on the counter. Luke chuckled, causing the golden eyes of the baby to glance up at him in curiosity. “Need some help?” He asked with a smirk.
Nick sighed and gave a half smile. “I’m fine. Here.” He stuck a little spoon into the bowl of baby food and placed it in Luke’s free hand. “Id better clean this shit up.”
Luke glared at his friend for using a curse in front of a child before heading towards the living room and setting Clementine on the couch. He carefully fed her spoon by spoon, with Clementine clapping happily in response to every spoonful. When she was finally done, he gathered the little in his arms and rocked her gently.
“Hey,” Nick started, taking a seat beside the two. “Mind if I hold her for a bit?” Without waiting for an answer his hands reached out for the little girl, causing Luke to instinctively pull her away.
“Not yet.” He said quietly. Clem now had her eyes half shut, and Luke’s eyes turned and became glued to her peaceful face. “I want to hold her just a little bit longer…” She was such a beautiful little girl. He could imagine her growing up to be a strong woman, independent and taking the world by storm. No matter what, he wanted to be there beside her, watching her grow up. If he could choose though, he would want her to stay this little forever.
Nick smirked as he watched him stroke her cheek with his thumb and run his hand over her hair. “I have a feeling that we’re going to be babysitting a lot more now, huh?”
Clementine’s little hand grabbed into one of Luke’s fingers and squeezed it gently, causing the man to smile. “Yep. We are.”
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