The house was Clover's. Sam and Alex were going to be gone for months, and she had all that free space to do as she pleased. Sam and Alex recently just left, and Clover was thinking of her possibilities. Then the door bell rang.
At the door was women in her 30s, with several suitcases. She had brown hair and one ponytail. "Hi there, I'm Mrs. Youth and I'm wondering do you know where Clover is?"
"Ah, yeah. I'm Clover. What do you need?"
"I'm going to be your babysitter for these coming months."
"WHAT?! Your kidding."
"Nope, I'll even call your mom." She called Clover's mom and got her on the line. Clover was briefly yelled and agreed to letting in her in.
"Now, now. Its ok. little one." Mrs. Young said. "I'm sure your just missing your nap."
"Nap?!"
"Yes, but before we do any of that we need to check your diaper."
"Ahhh... I'm a teenager, what part of any of that don't you understand."
"Nonesense, come with me young one." Right then, Mrs. Youth put a pacifier into Clover's mouth. Then she...
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