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pandapupremade · 2 years

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Babysitting Job (Familial x Reader)

WORDS: 2,154

CHARACTERS: Maria, Y/N, and brief cameos from Allen ( an oc belonging to @masterofmasters ) and Rennird. these are all characters from my webcomic, panda pearl

CONTENT WARNINGS: Mentions/descriptions of food mostly, with mentioned body horror as well

NOTES: I tried to make this as ambiguous as possible in terms of the reader descriptions and such but I've never written a proper x reader. but this was fun bc it was familial and fun and i love writing Maria. reblogs are ok if u enjoyed! but absolutely no pressure.

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You didn't really think much of anything at the time you took on this babysitting job, but now that you were going up the front steps to the manor you had...questions.

For example, you wondered if you even had the right place. The woman on the phone - you recollect her name was Emily - had not implied anything about living in such a big mansion. Furthermore, you had no idea anyone who needed a regular ol' babysitter would live in a home so grand. Surely they could afford a nanny or something? Ah well. These questions, although not to be fully answered and also piling upon more questions to come, would have to be stuffed away as you approached the door.

However, as you reached to ring the bell, you realized the front doors were already opening. You blinked at the short character who answered it, though, because you could've sworn they had...dog ears?

"Ah, you - you must be the sitter that - that Miss Emily called for, right? P-please um, do come in!"

They would pull the door open further and step back, and you took that as your cue to enter. The inside of the building was thankfully less intimidating than the outside, at least, with the flower rimmed wallpaper...Still, the place was big...

"I'm Allen," The dog-eared maid smiled, their accompanying dog tail wagging. "Um! Let me show you to Miss Maria's r-room..." You thanked them, and allowed them to lead you up the stairs to Maria's room. Maria was, of course, the child you had been entrusted to look after.

Soon, you two arrived at what you presumed was her room, and Allen reached for the knob...Only to have this door swing open suddenly. A girl stood there - a purple haired girl with ...rabbit ears? Was everyone this house animal themed? You blinked a few times, but didn't have time to do much else before the rabbit girl grabbed your hands, a serious look on her face.

"You there - yes, you." She released your right hand momentarily to jab you in the chest with her index finger, then grabbed your hand again. "Are you prepared for a good time?"

You stared. You wanted to look at Allen for support, but it felt like this was some sort of test - if you averted your eyes from Maria without answering, you would fail the test....So you cleared your throat and spoke, with a bit of hesitation: "Y...Yes?"

Maria visibly relaxed, smiling now. "Excellent."

"Um, Miss M-Maria -" Allen interrupted, "Be on your best behavior for our guest, a-alright?"

"Not to worry, Allen," replied Maria, "They passed the test." So it HAD been a test, after all...You feared what might've happened if you had failed. "Anyway, I'm Maria! What's your name?"

You told her, and she hummed. "I see, I see...Well, I'll fix that..."

...Fix?

"W-well, I have to go get ready...Nori is p-probably waiting for me..." Allen sighed softly. They turned to you with a bright smile. "Please make yourself at home." And with that, they scurried off, a small pit-pat of paws on the wood floor. Hm. Okay. Might as well have paws, and were you really complaining with a noise like that?

...You might complain just a little, actually, for you had not gotten to squeeze any toe beans. A missed opportunity! If only you had noticed sooner. You wouldn't have time to lament anymore, sadly, as Maria grabbed your hand and pulled you into her room. Which was purple. Quell surprise.

"So, babysitter! Whaddya wanna do?" The rabbit girl hummed, "I have toys! Do you wanna see 'em? Oh! Or would you like to play dress-up?" She acted a lot younger than fourteen, you couldn't help but realize...More like a five year old... But she noticed you weren't answering, and looked back at you with a frown and an expectant, "Well?"

You told her whatever she wanted to do was fine, and she tilted her head. "Really? You're sure? We can do anything I want?" ...Her eyes were certainly lighting up a lot. You hesitated, unsure if this was a good idea, but you confirmed that you would do what she wanted...

And then, well, you ended up with some car keys in your hand rather suddenly. You looked to Maria for an explanation, but she was already gently pulling you along with a smile and a mischievous glint in her eye. You had a bad feeling.

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Bad feelings were right to have, because after leading you through half the house, you reached the garage. Maria gestured to one of the smaller vehicles -it seemed custom-made for someone her size...Or maybe even smaller? Were you gonna end up driving this thing?

"Right this way," She insisted, "You can drive, right? You can teach me!" Now, whether you could drive or not was really irrelevant here; you should not be teaching a fourteen year old how to drive, even if this car looked suitable for her to drive and even if she was encouraging you.

But also it sounded really cool. Maybe you'd give it a try - no, wait, what were you thinking?! If this car got even a scratch on it or if Maria got hurt, you could kiss your payment goodbye for this babysitting job! Also, you'd probably face charges of child endangerment. And possibly be accused of kidnapping, too, if you didn't get back before anyone noticed your absence. You expressed these fears to Maria.

"Hmm...That does sound like a problem." Yeah, no doubt, but she didn't seem particularly concerned. Instead, she seemed disappointed. "I don't have gas money, either. This was a dead end, I'm afraid." You were thankful.

You were going to suggest something about heading back to her room, but there was an abrupt grumble from her stomach. You asked if she was hungry.

"Hm? Hungry?" She blinked, maybe not even aware of her own body's needs. "Oh! I guess I could go for a snack...Umm...Do you know how to make sandwiches?"

You replied that it depended on the type, and she nodded. "Then it shouldn't be too difficult for you to make the kind I like. C'mon!" And so, she headed for the door back inside. You hesitated for a moment, glancing around. Maria turned back. "...What's wrong?"

You told her you didn't know what to do with the keys to the car.

"Oh, just put them anywhere. Allen can sniff them out, so it doesn't matter if you lose them." ...What kind of mindset was that? "Now come on, come on! Maria is hungry."

For the time being, you resigned and put the keys into your pocket. Actually, you'd probably forget them, and Allen would come rushing into your house at some point "sniffing out" the keys. You quickly took the keys back out of your pocket and put them on the roof of the car. That was probably safer. Then you'd be good to follow Maria.

To the kitchen it was, then.

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In the kitchen, you finally were able to ask what kind of sandwich Maria wanted. As she took a seat on a stool next to the counter, she hummed in thought and tapped her finger against her chin.

"Hm...Well, how about a baby carrot sandwich?" She paused at your slightly confused look. "...Do you not know how to make it?" You admitted you had never even heard of such a thing.

Maria sighed, and hopped off the stool again - it was literally a sort of hop due to the fact the seat was higher than it probably needed to be...Maybe it was for someone really tall.

"Well, I'll just show you then. First, the bread is over there -" She pointed at a cupboard, " - and I'll grab the carrots and lettuce." This was quite literally a sandwich with carrots, then? You asked if there was additional ingredients they needed.

"Nah, that's about it. Prep is very simple." Maria walked over to the fridge and peered inside. "Mmh, now where is...Aha!" She opened a drawer, pulling out a bag of mini sized carrots.

You supposed you should be getting the bread instead of watching this, so you did so. Thus, once Maria located lettuce, it was all set to begin.

"So first!" Maria declared, "We need two slices of bread. It can be seedless rye bread or white bread, but absolutely no wheat!" She placed the bread on a paper plate. "It is crucial not to cut it. We want a full sandwich."

"Next, place lettuce and.." she took the carrot bag and opened it, "Carefully remove baby carrots from their confinement. Be very picky about which ones you choose...If they look unsatisfactory, then do not use them in the sandwich." She began carefully spacing the carrots across the lettuce.

"Finally, place another leaf of lettuce, and pop that second piece of bread on top." She did so, and brushed her hands together. "And..." She patted down the sandwich, then glanced at you. "Give it a gentle pat for good luck, and that is how you make a baby carrot sandwich, my friend. Thank you, thank you, I'll be here all night."

You were a little confused, but she seemed to expect praise by how she was staring at you, so you obliged and complimented her cooking. Then, she smiled.

"Well, you've been a lovely audience. Oh, but do you want something to eat?" She looked worried now. "We spent so much time making my food, but..." You shook your head and told her you were fine. She frowned, but nodded. You both went to sit down at the table.

You sighed to yourself as you sat down, and as Maria crunched on the sandwich with a content expression, you stopped to think about some things. This job had been a bit intimidating at the start, but it seemed Maria was just an excitable and bubbly young teen. She wasn't too much trouble at all, and sitting here watching her swing her legs and eat with delight made you pretty happy yourself.

Then, Maria's long rabbit ears twitched, somewhat turning in the direction of the doorway. You turned your gaze that way too, but it wasn't for a few moments that you actually heard anything yourself. You heard footsteps, to be exact. Was someone else home?

Yes, someone was home - but you had to admit it was another odd house member. This one wasn't an animal that you could see, but he was VERY tall, with long black hair, and...two sets of arms. He looked a bit tired, walking past the two of you with a mug in his hand.

"Hi Tenty," Maria didn't even look up as she spoke, though her words were a bit garbled from chewing.

"Good afternoon, Maria. Don't talk with your mouth full, alright?" The man sighed, looking in the cabinet for something. "Who's your friend?"

"Oh, that's my babysitter." Maria looked at you now, having properly swallowed her food and no longer talking incoherently. "That's Tenty."

"Rennird von Garnet, more accurately." Corrected the man.

"Tenty." Maria dismissed his correction, "Anyway, he's my bestie."

You were a little hesitant, and a bit concerned that Maria called him...Tenty? But you didn't openly ask. It seemed Rennird, who was pouring some sort of powder into his mug, already knew of your curiosity.

"A pleasure to meet you. I'm sure you have a number of questions regarding this house and its inhabitants." He glanced over. "Unfortunately, it is not my place, intention, nor of my interest to tell you." ...Thanks?

You began trying to speak, but it seemed Rennird's business here was complete upon his pouring hot water into the powder-filled mug. Was it hot chocolate? "Very well, Maria. Do behave." And with that, he left.

"Bye, Tenty!" Maria called after him. She then relaxed into her chair, sighing. "That was a good sandwich."

None of this was making much sense to you, but you were kind of starting to just go with the flow by now. You did ask, however, why the man who had entered hadn't been asked to babysit if he's home and all...Maria blinked at you, surprised.

"Hmm? Oh, he's busy with his experiments in the basement. Don't worry too much about it. He just came up for a cocoa refill. Dude is entirely addicted." She nodded her head knowingly...But uh, what was that about experiments?

You decided to once again just go with the flow. There'd be a good bit of that today, you predicted, and this was not wrong. It was fine and all, though - Maria was good company to be truthful, and you got less intimidated as the day progressed.

By the time Allen was home, you were exhausted though. You accepted your payment, Maria demanded a goodbye hug, and as Allen commented on the absence of their keys, you decided it hadn't been such a bad babysitting job.

It was a weird one, though.

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