'Babysitter Dilemma'

"Wallace! Wallace" two twins Digimon chanted jumping up and down on the young blonde child's bed.

"Gummimon Kokomon!" the blonde exclaimed trying to calm them. (A/N: I got their in-training form's names from a website...I don't know if they are right or not.) "You're going to get me in trouble! Stop causing so much noise!"

"We're sorry Wallace," both the Digimon said big-eyed.

Not immune to their cuteness; the five year old blonde picked them both up and hugged them tightly.

"It's ok!" Wallace smiled. "I just don't want either of you found out. They might take you away and I wouldn't like that!"

"Ok Wallace!" Gummimon smiled as Kokomon nodded in understanding.

"Great!" Wallace grinned.

"WALLACE!" an older feminine voice yelled. "WALLACE!"

"COMING!" Wallace yelled back. Sighing he drug himself down the stairs toward the voice.

"What is it?" He asked.

"I have to go out for a few and I'm leaving you in the care of Olga," she stated simply, as if it wasn't a big deal, sad thing is; it was.

"OLGA?!" Wallace's eyes lit up in terror. Anything but Olga!

Olga was an abnormally large women, she was like 7 foot something; in Wallace's eyes. She reeked of rotten onions, which made his eyes want to water every second she stood near. She wore an army like attire with thick boots that could crush a man without applying much pressure what so ever. She had black hair, which was pulled back in a tight bun, and cold black eyes, a child's worse nightmare lay in her attitude. She was cold, and hated children. She wanted nothing more than to crush all fun they ever had. How could anyone leave such a women in the care of a child was beyond him.

"Yes Wallace," She nodded gathering up her supplies for wherever it was she was leaving for. "It's only for a while."

If you could literally just drop dead, Wallace was sure he would. But Nooooooooooooooooooooo! He had to be in perfect health.

"B-but...YOU CAN'T!" Wallace whined.

"I can and I just did!" She smiled. "Perk up Wally. It will only be for a while."

'No use arguing, why do Grown-ups gotta be such a pain?' Wallace thought sourly.

"Fine," he said pout-like.

"Great!" she smiled as she walked over, opened the door, and there stood- -his nightmare.

"Hello," she said with a heavy accent, of what? He couldn't tell, it sounded more like Heeloh than hello, but what did he know?

"H-hi," he heard himself squeak. Greeaaatt. Number one rule with babysitters; never show weakness. They'll eat'cha alive if ya do.

She was already smirking like she'd won. Oh how wrong was she.

"Come along now," she stated as my last chance walked out the door; waving goodbye. Oh heck I was so screwed.

The Door Shut

'She shut the door!' Wallace felt his eyes bulge. 'How could she shut the door! That was like signing my fate over to that she devil!'

"Well...err," I was at a lost for words.

"If I was told correct it is your," there was a long pause as her face twisted into a somewhat sadistic smile. "Dinner time?"

If horrifying background music was possible to playing in real life right when it was needed; I swear it would be right now! Again... NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! She'd try to poison me! Oh why can't I get my Digimon to kick her butt why? Why?

"And you'll be having my personal fav," she said walking toward the kitchen. "Roast Liver and raw. good old fashion vegetables."

DUN DUN DUN!

"Roast Liver?" Blah! Nasty! Child Abuse!

" will be ready in a few," She said making her way to the kitchen.

'Enough time for me to hide!' he thought running up to his room and shutting the door.

"Wallace?" Gummimon and Kokomon chirped jumping him.

"Hey guys!" Wallace grinned.

"Wallace! Wallace!" They said jumping up and down.

"Come on guys! Ya gotta be quiet!" Wallace ordered.

"Why?" they both said.

"Olga."Wallace shudder.

"You mean the psycho.." One started.

".Women who is your babysitter?" the other finished.

Wallace nodded as the two Digimon gave him sympathetic looks.

"I say." Gummimon grinned.

"WE TEACH HER A LESSON!" Kokomon yelped.

"Yeah! Digimon style!" Gummimon and Kokomon then began to rave on ideas.

"WAAALLLAACCEE!" Olga screamed from downstairs. "DINNER TIME!" In fake dramatics Wallace fell to his knees screaming silently "NOO!" He managed to get up and walk silently down the stairs Gummimon and Kokomon giving little cheers for him. When Wallace had left Gummimon turned to Kokomon.

"He's a goner." Gummimon stated.

"Yep." Kokomon nodded in agreement.

"Sit!" Olga ordered as Wallace obediently sat down. "Eat!"

Eyes scanning the liv-OH MAN! What was that stuff? She claims its liver, it just move? I swear to god it just moved! It blinked! It blinked at me!

Olga watched as Wallace scooped up a portion of the meal and forced it into his mouth.

"Mmm this ." he gulped it down lying through his teeth. 'It's moving! EEW! IT'S MOVING!'

"Yes!" Olga nodded getting up. "My own special receipt! You can have desert after you finish the rest. I shall prepare."

'She serious?' Wallace thought looking back down at his plate. 'The whole thing? Eeee.'

He slowly got up and made his way to the trashcan and threw it away returning to his seat as though never leaving. Hey, after watching so many James Bond flicks you'd think he would have learned a thing or two ne?

"Desert!" Olga announced sitting it in front of him. It looked worse than the liver. IT MOVED TOO!

'Is it possible she created a new form of life?' Wallace wondered as he poked his fork into it. 'It looks worse than that green purple blob Digimon Gummimon and Kokomon were telling me about.' He put it into his mouth and tried not to vomit afterwards. It tasted like puke that had been regurgitated then swallowed again then regurgitated once more!

"Now finish!" Olga's voice seemed to threaten. Wallace wanted anything more than to scream, "IT'S ALIVE!" at the top of his lungs as he put the rest of the not-so-tasty desert into his mouth, not swallowing.

"Good," she smiled. "Off to bed with you!"

"WHA?!" Wallace gapped.

"CHEW YOUR FOOD!" Olga roared. "It's not proper to speak with your mouth full!" Gulping it down, he was pretty sure his face was green, or that he would die of food maybe barf to his heart's ANYWAY!

"It's only 6:30!" Wallace whined.

"6:30?!" Olga exclaimed. "Why! Back in the old country little boys went to bed at 5:00! And woke up at 6 am in the morning! Off to bed with you now!"

'What country is this?' Wallace thought frowning as he marched up to bed.

'He's finally gone,' Olga thought grinning as she flopped onto the couch and turned of the TV to her favorite opera show.

The music, unfortunately, made it's way to Wallace's room.

"THAT'S LOUD!" Gummimon complained.

"Yeah!" Kokomon said. "NO LIKE!"

"Get use to it." Wallace muttered pulling a pillow over his head. "As long as she's doomed to it.."

"Or not.." Gummimon said innocently.

"Wha?" Wallace asked, but that was soon answered as he heard a loud FUMPF!

"WALLACE!" he heard the women screech.

Wallace's eyes went wide as he made his way down the stairs. He couldn't help but burst out laughing at the scene. Olga had broken the sofa. It was gone! No more! She smashed it!

"I didn't do it!" Wallace said snickering. She was glaring at him but said nothing as she grumbled.

"You'll have to pay for that you know." Wallace added smirking. Sweet Revenge for Food Poisoning.

She seemed to be boring daggers into him now as she collected what was left of it and put the pieces aside. What he wasn't telling her couch had broken down many times before. But a little humiliation never hurt anyone right?

Wallace walked up the stairs as Gummimon and Kokomon started chanting 'Ding Dong the Snitch has fell! The Snitch has fell! Ding Dong the Snotty Snitch has fell!"

"Right on her fat butt too!" Kokomon laughed as he jumped onto Wallace's shoulder. Gummimon was hoping on the bed grinning widely. Wallace couldn't help but laugh as images of the older women flat on her behind replayed in his head.

Maybe having a babysitter wasn't so bad after all..YEAH RIGHT!