Third person pov:

y/n changed into a f/c dress with the WBBA sign on her chest and ran back out of the dorm. She was hosting a little kid's birthday party along with Fubuki. The kid's name was Haru and he was Fubuki's friend's little brother.

She sat down on a bench by the school and checked the time on her watch. Just a bit early. She thought.

A few minutes later Fubuki walked up to her wearing a blue shirt with the WBBA symbol on it with black pants and dark blue sneakers.

"You ready to go?" Fubuki asked. y/n nodded and stood up. "You look nice."

"Thanks! I almost never wear this dress anymore. You look great too," y/n replied.

The pair walked down the sidewalk to Haru's house. "I didn't expect you to be the hosting birthday parties kind of guy."

"Yeah, lots of people take me as the all work and no fun kind of person but that's not true... Most of the time," Fubuki replied.

"Most of the time," y/n muttered under her breath.

"What was that?"

"Nothing!"

The two walked up to the door and knocked. A woman holding two babies in her hands with messy hair opened the door.

"Oh! You must be Mr. Sumie and Ms. l/n! Please, I need help. PLEASE!" She exclaimed. She nearly tossed the two babies into their arms and pulled them inside.

The room was a complete mess. Banners and streamers were all over the floor and there were crayons drawings on the walls.

"Oh no," y/n whispered.

"The other children will be here in thirty minutes and I have a meeting to attend to! Goodbye!" the mother exclaimed, running out of the house.

"Well that was fast," Fubuki said. His eye twitched at the sight of the messed up room.

A blonde haired boy ran up to them, wrapped up in streamers. "Hello, Mr. Fubuki!" he yelled.

"Hello, Haru. Happy birthday," Fubuki said, crouching down. "Your friends are going to be here soon so how about you go up to your room and play with your siblings until they get here?"

"There's more of them?" y/n asked, deadpanning. A little boy and girl came tumbling down the stairs.

"HI HI HI HI HI!" the boy yelled. "I'M RIKU!!!!"

"AND I'M HANA!" the girl screamed.

"You're pretty, can I have some of your hair?" Riku asked(know that from anywhere??).

"What's your name? Do you like cake? What about cupcakes? I bet you love ice cream. What about an ice cream cake? Ooo even better, an ice cream cupcake cake!" Hana said.

Fubuki and y/n shared a look practically saying. We. Are. Done. For.

Exactly twenty eight minutes and forty two seconds later...

"Finally, we're almost done," Fubuki sighed. He and y/n had put the two babies into cribs where they were sleeping now.

Suddenly, y/n ran across the room chased by Riku holding a pair of scissors.

"I WANT YOUR HAIR!!" Riku yelled. Fubuki shook his head. When Riku ran in front of him he snatched the scissors out of his hand.

Riku gasped. "You dare steal the scissors of I, King Riku, ruler of the seven seas?!"

"What do you mean, King Riku. Everyone knows I'm the king!" Haru said, crossing his arms.

"No, me!" Hana said.

"What? Girls can't be kings!" Riku replied. Then all of them started a heated argument about who's the king.

"I just put up the last banner," y/n said, sinking into the couch next to Fubuki.

They looked at the baby monitor. The cribs were empty. "Where did they go?" y/n asked slowly.

"I don't know but I have a feeling that those babies are demons," Fubuki whispered.

Then, they heard the bell ring. "Wait a minute. How many kids were coming again?" y/n asked.

"Umm," Fubuki said. "I think it was... ten."

A/N: Yay! I have completed chapter nine of A Blader's Love. Have any of you had nightmare babysitting stories? I personally haven't babysitted (babysat? sat on babies?) before. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Stay safe everyone! Next up will be Ranjiro's Tale so be sure to come back for that one! Words: 694

-Jupiter