Another Day In The Life of A Nanny
I arrived early like I did almost every day, between manicured rose bushes guarding a 3 story house slightly below mansion status. Mrs. Cray was always running…
Ummmm...... I got some ridiculous ideas..... And figured that nobody could possibly write about them together and make it sounds relatively sane... And thus, I came up with this challenge! Write a ficly with the following mandatory requirements that must be included somehow in the ficly. Requirements: A devastatingly horrible haircut, a spaceship, the contents of a villain's fridge, dancing chinchillas, and a Kleenex box. Impress me!
I arrived early like I did almost every day, between manicured rose bushes guarding a 3 story house slightly below mansion status. Mrs. Cray was always running…
Crap. I didn’t hear him come until he opened the door, and at that moment it was useless to either try to turn the vid off or scramble for the Kleenex box to…
She woke, but slowly. Too slowly. We were watching the doors, but every passing moment the odds tipped away from our survival. We needed to keep moving, but we…