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Sitter Sitting Part 2

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There were heavy footsteps coming from the garage. Before Kevin would put his hands together and hope that this wasn't who he thought it was, a tall blond figure soon entered. His hair was the same shade as Kevin's although his eyes were pale blue instead of brown. He had two girls under each arm; besides Su, a rather cross-looking teen with a heavy amount of mascara and hair dyed a midnight black, tipped with bloody-red highlights.

"What're you doing here?" asked the teen, giving Su a squeeze with his large, displayed biceps.

Su smiled, casually pointing at the younger boy, "Sitting your brother."

"Kevin, hey!" Letting go of both the girls, Geoff stepped toward his brother, ruffling his hair, "You been behaving for my study buddy?" Face under his brother's arm, nobody could see Kevin's cruel glare up at the teen, "Yeah. Everything's fine here..."

As Geoff took his hand off the boy's head, he glanced around at the table, "What's with all these stuffed animals?"

"We're having a tea party!" cried Jenn, causing Kevin to immediately facepalm.

"Huh." Rather then what Kevin had been expecting, the teen's expression became a little sympathetic, "That's rough-"

"Her idea, not mine!"

The next moment the boy's brain kicked itself in the prefrontal cortex for blurting this out. He was so desperate to not be associated with the girly activity that he totally missed his brother's glance of understanding. Maybe Cynthia made him play girly games too when they went out doing whatever they did.

"But you said you loved teaparties!" Kevin suddenly stiffened, mortified. Jenn's smile was just as broad and oblivious as ever.

As imaginable, this time a snicker escaped Geoff, "Heh... really?"

"Yeah!" The five-year-old redhead bounced in her seat happily, "He even has them by himself with his toys sometimes!"

The elder Berbrin went into a cascade of laughter, while the red-faced younger sibling barely restrained himself from strangling the little girl. As it was, he was able to slide out of the chair, as if denying himself any part of the activity, past or present, "I don't- I-I don't know what's she's talking about!"

"Heheh.. Of course not..." Bending down, Geoff gave him a playful nudge, "Didn't know I had a baby sister, now."

"I'm not a baby!" protested the younger brother, stepping back angrily. "Or a girl! And..." Kevin gave pause as he looked at his brother, nose twitching, "Ew... What's that smell?"

Geoff shrugged, giving Kevin a playful what on the head, "Nothin', just me and Sin, here and having a good time."

As the younger Berbrin was left confused over this statement, Su was speaking happily to the goth girl nearer to the door.

"My dad's still really mad about my grades," noted the sitter, explaining peacefully, "So I'm hoping getting a job like this'll help calm him down a bit."

"I wouldn't call this a job," Sinthia, as she preferred to be called, said in a deadpan. "Not a real steady job, like working at a gas station or rental store or something."

"Well, I don't want something like that..." Su frowned, feeling awkward, "I mean, more like this. Just hanging out with kids, having a good time, y'know?"

"Mm. Whatever." Surly and cold, the goth looked away, taking a brief swig from an amber-colored bottle.

"Umm..." The sight sparked a stir of awkwardness with the sitter, looking uncomfortable, "Where'd you get the beer? Stop off at Henry's?"

"Nah, got it from my mom." Sinthia shrugged, looking slightly bitter, "She just went on another raid so she's not gonna notice a few missing-"

"Hi!"

The goth looked down to see the redheaded five-year-old smiling up at her like a misguided puppy. After a moment passed without a response, the kindergartners soon pointed up at her head, "Hehehe. I like your hair."

"Yeah, thanks..." Sinthia glossed over the tot, looking toward her boyfriend, "Geoff, you wanna watch this or not?"

"Oh, right..." The elder Berbrin brought his attention off his brother, putting it to the sitter, "Hey, Su, we picked up Darkbleed 2 on the way home if you wanted to-"

"Ooo, that's out?" Su's face lit up, her wide smile greeting the blond teenager, "I was so mad when I missed that in theaters. I love Kevin Spacey!"

"So do I!" The Chinese sitter looked to her side to see her nine-year-old charge had taken the chance to escape from his brother and get closer to her, "I mean, I saw the first one and thought it was pretty cool, so if you wanna watch it together...."

When letting out this statement, the boy was hoping Su would announce her enthusiasm for a night alone on the couch with him and a scary movie playing. Naturally he was greatly disappointed when she blinked down at him blankly, "Um... Isn't that movie rated R?"

"It is." As if that reaction wasn't bad enough, Geoff soon came in to make it worse, "We let him see the first one last year and he got nightmares for a while."

"Did not!" Kevin immediately turned on his brother, red in the face, "I mean... Yeah, it was scary, but I didn't have any nightmares from it!"

"Heh. You did so..." Geoff gave his brother a light whap on the head as he passed him to the exit. "It's in the car. Sin, you know where the popcorn is right?"

The Goth made an "Mm," noise and turned on a heel to the kitchen. As she did so, Jenn followed. From what she heard, there was gonna be a movie, which she always liked. Maybe it would have princesses.

"Geoff, wait!" When his brother stepped out of the dining room and into the hall, Kevin followed just behind, "What're you doing? You're ruining everything!"

"Ruining what?" asked the elder sibling as he neared the laundry room that led into the garage. As he opened the door showing the beaten, second-hand car he drove, he glanced over his shoulder at his brother, "Oh, God... You're not still on that stupid crush, are you?

"W-I don't know what you're talking about..." Kevin looked away, a wave of pink floating over his face.

Geoff sighed, looking deeply irritated as he turned to fully face the nine-year-old, "Look, just get over it, alright? She's twice your age- there's no way it could work out." Shaking his head, he looked back at the car, opening the door to reach into the passenger seat, "You were pathetic enough when you were dragging her off to show her crap when she was studying for midterms."

"I wasn't pathetic!" A deep frown on his face, Kevin gave his brother the cold shoulder, "She always seemed to like being with me more then you and your stupid friends."

"That just because she hates studying." Noted Geoff, removing a video-rental bag and a case of beer from the vehicle. He soon carried both retrieved items back into the laundry room, his brother following, "Just stay in your room with that other kid, alright? You're too young for this movie."

"No way!" Glaring, the younger sibling pointed at the case held against his brother's hip, "It's okay for you to drink but I'm not allowed to watch a stupid movie?"

"I know my limit, okay?" setting the bottles of alcohol on the washing machine, Geoff gave his brother another light whap on the head. "Go play a board game with that kid and you can come downstairs when the movie's over. Don't make me spill the beans to Susie about your plans to cuddle up with her."

Fine, he take a hint, thought Kevin, more bitter then he had been all night. He always got treated like a baby in this house anyway, so why not sit out on the best opportunity he'd ever had to spend with the most gorgeous girl ever? Rubbing the spot where he was hit and giving his brother the dirtiest of looks (which only made him laugh), he turned and stopped upstairs. Once he'd heard his brother's door slam, Geoff picked up the beer again, carrying it back into the living room. Dropping it onto the coffee table with a jingle, he looked at the Chinese teen curled on the couch, "All ready. Where's Sin?"

"Here." The goth entered again, popcorn bowl in hand. Geoff kissed her cheek and ran a fingertip over the red tips of her hair and the two sat down to watch the movie together.

The flow was immediately broken when Jenn hopped herself up onto Sinthya's lap, smiling widely, "I love watchin' videos! What's this one about?"

As the five-year-old waited patiently for an answer, the two teenage lovers gave each other a stare, just to decide who would handle this. When Geoff appeared reluctant, Sin bent slightly to address the girl's face in the bluntest way possible, "Look kid, this isn't some G-Rated Disney vomit-fest. This is about a pimp who-"

"It's not really meant for kids..." Both the kindergartner and teenager had their attention taken by the babysitter, who had gotten up off the couch to break the news gently. "I mean, it's kinda scary, y'know?"

"Hey! I'm not gonna get scared," insisted Jenn, pouting.

Handling this in natural babysitter style, Su smiled, "Yeah, I know, but if you mom finds out I let you watch it, she'll be mad and then I'll get in a lot of trouble." Wearing a cute little scared expression, she looked to the five-year-old for sympathy, "You don't want me to get in trouble, do you?"

Jenn frowned, "Awww.... I guess not. What'm I gonna do then, huh?"

"Kevin's up in his room," noted Geoff, smiling to himself as he got up to put the DVD in the player. "Why don't you go up and play with him?"

"Okay!" Not needing any more prompting then that, the five-year-old slid off Sin's lap and back onto the floor to head upstairs.

"I'll come check out you guys in a few minutes," shouted Su as the pigtailed girl slipped out of sight, sitting back down on the couch.

"Smooth," noted Sin, emptying her bottle of alcohol. "Dunno how you can deal with brats like that, but you do it well."

Geoff chuckled, closing the disc tray on the machine, "Heh... well, they're just about on her level, y'know?"

"Hey!"

A laugh escaped the goth as well. When her boyfriend sat down beside her, she nudged him, putting the empty bottle on the floor, "I want another."

"Oh, sure." As the TV Screen flickered to life with included previews, the muscular blond reached the to coffee table and withdrew two more beers, "Su, you want one?"

"Umm..." Fidgeting a little where she sat, Su thought it over, "I dunno.... I only really drink at parties. Plus I'm sorta 'on duty' right now I guess."

Sin rolled her eyes, taking the cap off her bottle with her bare hand, "Oh, they're upstairs, they're fine."

A moment or two passed as the Asian girl blinked at the cool mug of amber liquid. Feeling both her friends looking at her, she soon took it from Geoff's hand, albeit reluctantly, "I guess one won't hurt. But if my dad smells beer on me, he's gonna tear my head off."

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Stupid older kids.

Kevin was lying on his back on his bed, glaring menacingly up at the ceiling. In his hands was a foam Nerf ball, that he threw up above him, only to catch again. As it arced upwards and downwards and back again, he lamented the unfairness of it all. So he was nine. So what? He didn't see why everyone always had to treat him like a baby. He was more grown-up then most kids his age, smartest one in his class. But why did mom and dad and Geoff always have to give him to kid's table treatment? It felt like no matter what he did, he could never be as smart or as responsible as everyone else in the house, at least not to them.

He probably would've stayed in his room brooding for a good long while if a knock on his door hadn't snapped him out of it. A groan escaped as he didn't even bother to look in its direction, "Ugh. Who is it?"

"Jenn!" came the happy answer.

"Come on in..." This offer was preceded with a sigh, but wasn't entirely forced. Jenn was the only other kid in the house close to his age, so he was more willing to talk to her then he would usually be in his current mood.

The door flung open and the little girl in the purple dress hopped in, "Hiiii! Su and everybody's watchin' a scary movie downstairs, so we're supposed to play in here."

"Yeah, I know," grumbled the boy, turning on the bed so he had his back to her. "Go to your room, let the grown-ups enjoy themselves."

"Wow, your room's really messy..." noted the kindergartner. With a blink, she looked at a Simon-like toy, partly covered in dust, "What's this?"

"That's my color matching game," replied the nine-year-old, looking over his shoulder. "It ran out of batteries, and we haven't gotten new ones yet."

"Huh. Ooo, you have a teddy!"

"What? Oh, yeah."

Starting to be prodded out of his glum mood, Kevin sat up on the bed, gesturing to the faded, beaten-up and one-eyed teddy bear at the foot, "It was like, my first toy ever. My mom gave it to me the day I was born."

"Awww, that's sweet." Hopping onto the bed, Jenn lifted up the little stuffed toy into her lap. "What's its name?"

"Zo-Zo." Kevin smiled, stretching as he sat in bed, "You got a toy or something like that?"

"Jus' my blankie," noted the five-year-old, throwing the bear back at its owner. "I had it since forever. My mommy says the stork brought me home in it."

To her right, Kevin almost snorted but managed to hold back. They were being nice and everything, so it didn't make sense to ruin it. Still, he didn't think any kid bought the Stork story anymore.

Not noticing, Jenn brought her gaze back to Kevin, "Your mommy ever try to wash Zo-Zo and you hafta stop her? She does it with my blankie a lot."

A blush came over Kevin's face at that. He would put up some real shout-fests when his mom tried to wash his bear when he was little, and the memory was still rather embarrassing, "Erm... She used to but not anymore."

Another giggled escaped Jenn as she rolled her back onto the mattress, "Hehehe. Maybe I should get some teddy bear jammies. I went as one once for Halloween and I really liked it."

"Really? Was that the year before last?" Kevin didn't figure she could remember the one beyond that. When he got an affirmative nod, he smiled, thinking back, "Heheh. I was a Ninja. I got this cool mask over half my face and a long blue scarf."

The redhead blinked, "Why only half your face?"

"I dunno, that's just what ninja's do," replied the boy, shrugging. He brought a hand in front of his mouth and chin, making the lower half of his face hidden, "I wanted to go as this guy from a video game, but my mom said I shouldn't because it was too violent." "Yeah." Kicking her legs over the side of the bed, Jenn, remembered something herself, "I wanted to be a Daisy 'steada a kitty cat last year, but my mommy couldn't get the costume right." After a minor lull in the conversation, the redhead sat up again, pointing, "Ooo, what's that?"

Her finger was directed to a mass of beakers, vials and colored liquids resting on Kevin's desk. It looked like something you'd see in a mad scientist's lab, just minus the Bunsen burner.

"That's my chemistry set," replied the nine-year-old happily, setting his teddy bear aside. "My grandpa gave it to me for Christmas."

"Neato!" A moment later, Jenn hopped off the bed, padding toward the large concoctions. "Can you blow stuff up with it?"

Kevin shook his head, frowning, "No, I tried. Didn't work..."

"Aw, well." As Kevin stood and neared the set as well, she blinked at her reflection in one of the glasses, "Can you still make some cool stuff?"

"Kinda. Here..." The boy smiled, stretching his arms above his head, as if theatrically preparing to whip something up like a mad scientist. An evil grin on his face, he picked up a beaker full of his favorite white shimmery liquid. "What's your favorite color?"

"Purple!" chirped the little girl happily, indicating her dress.

Frowning, Kevin glanced over his numerous vials and bubbling fluids, "Hm... I don't have a purple. But I do have a blue and a red..." Grabbing two tiny vials of the liquid, the nine-year-old lightly poured them into the beaker, changing it from a milky white to a very pale shade of violet.

"Ooo." Jenn smiled, naturally impressed, "Can you drink this stuff when it's done?"

"Yup. Some taste better then others, though." Kevin smiled as he mixed the concoction together. It seemed like whenever you showed an old toy to a friend, it was new again.

"Wait, I gotsen idea!" With a quick wheel-around, Jenn crossed back over to the bedside table, picking up the bag of shiny rocks Kevin'd taken out of the Su's sack. She dug around in it before pulling out a black one that looked like it was covered in shimmery stars, "Here, put this in too!"

Kevin blinked at the little object for a moment before shrugging and accepting it. He plopped it into the beaker, a tiny "tink" being heard as it touched the glass bottom. It laid there, purple water making it seem like one was viewing it through stained glass, as tiny bubbles rose from its sides. Even while the two children watched, the presence of the small stone caused the potion to change to a shade of deep navy blue, thick white bubbles building on its surface.

"Huh..." Not quite sure what to make of the sight, Kevin reached for a pair of tongs to fish the little rock out, "I'm never seen this stuff make bubbles like that."

"You think the stones might be magic?" asked the little girl, looking into the bag of rocks in wonder.

When he deposited the stone in question on the desk, Kevin found that the tiny clump of minerals had already been altered, now being a primarily white rock with shimmery black bits on it. Blinking, he leaned over the beaker, the bubbles now reaching an alarming size, "Dunno... maybe it is. Would explain why it changed colors like that."

As he brought his face directly over the glass container, he idly ran a hand through his blond hair.... knocking something loose. A few tiny grains of Jenn's fairy dust fell out, the sparky plastic drifting downward in the air, until they landed on top of one of the heavier bubbles. In spite of the powder's small size, they soon blew right through the heavy suds and landed on the surface of the liquid.

There came a loud hiss, and without warning a pale smog rose up from the beaker. The white vapor resembled a very thick steam, although it was strangely cool, and Kevin blinked into it for a full moment before he backed away.

"Huh," noted the boy, watching as the smoke curled up to the ceiling, taking a long time to dissipate. "Yeah, I've definitely never seen it do that before."

"Hehe. It smells funny," noted Jenn, a giggle escaping her. "I wanna try n' drink it!"

She reached for the beaker, but Kevin soon held up a hand to stop her, "Uh... maybe we shouldn't. Or, y'know, at least wait until the mysterious white magic smog has stopped coming out."

This got the redhead frowning, but she soon nodded, "Hmm.... Yeah, I guess so." After watching the smoke rapidly pool up a the ceiling,  she soon brought her eyes back to the beaker, "Hey, if the water's blue, whycome's the smoke white?"

"How would I know?" asked Kevin, rather annoyed by this question. The boy leaned forward, looking into the glass from above, "I said I'd never sehehehee..."

The blond brought his face away from the vapor almost as quickly as he'd put it in. When he breathed the smoke directly through his mouth, not his nose, he got a weird giddiness inside him. Almost keeling over, he was giggling in the direction of everything in the room, but with nothing in particular being funny. As he slowed to a stop, he gave the little container a much more frightened look. The smog only seemed to be increasing in thickness, smelling like slightly-singed bags of sugar cane.

"Oooo, what's so funny?" Jenn got closer to the desk while Kevin was distracted, but being much shorter then he is, had a harder time breathing in the vapor. Her chin coming level with the table, she futilely stood on tip-toes to try and get a better whiff.

"I think... heheh..." Kevin paused to take a deep breath of normal air. Even if it was plagued by the smoke's sugar-smell, it helped get the lingering grin off his face, "I think we need to pour that stuff ou-out." The nine-year-old picked up the beaker, only to almost drop it again. The liquid was so cold, it made the glass feel like ice; but with a slight shiver, he stood and backed away slightly, holding it at arm's length.

"Hey!" A pout came across Jenn's little face as Kevin moved to take the glass away, "I didn't get to see it yet! Lemme see it!"

A moment of frowning consideration took the blond boy as he looked at the little girl. He thought about maybe saying no and not listening to her one bit, but considering his brother's ilk had been treating him like that all night, he didn't really wanna just turn around and do it to someone else. Hoping he didn't wind up getting in trouble for letting her do this, Kevin turned his head away and lowered the beaker so Jenn could breathe out of it.

"Just do it, then I'm gonna pour it down the sink," noted the boy, trying to breathe as little as possible.

Putting her head over the container, Jenn almost squealed. It just made her laugh so hard she almost couldn't see straight. But twirling in place and giggling helplessly only served to frighten the poor girl. She didn't actually feel happy. It was more like her body had decided to giggle for no reason. After stumbling for a bit, the kindergartner fell on her butt, laughing and terrified.

"Are you okay?" Kevin stared at the girl on the floor, moving the beaker so he could look at her and still have it away from his face.

"I dun... ehehehee.... I don't like it!" As she got her senses back, her expression almost did a total one-eighty from amused to scared. She brought her hands over her mouth and nose, trying to block out the smell, "That stuff's probably really bad for you!"

"Yeah...." A serious look on his face, the nine-year-old decided to get down to business, "Open the door, okay? I'm gonna take this downstairs and pour it in the sink."

He soon got a nod in return for his affirmation, and the little redhead padded over to the door, briefly taking one hand off her face to swing it open. Trying not to run so he wouldn't spill it, Kevin headed toward the stairs, holding the beaker at arm's length and still slightly above his head. He vaguely noticed the smell had changed; it smelt less like burnt sugar and more like just regular sugar. And the smog was getting ever thicker as he brought it down the stairs. He gulped as he reached the ground floor, turning carefully toward the kitchen.

Following just a foot behind him was Jenn, still covering her mouth protectively. Still, as the boy neared the swing-door in the kitchen, she rushed ahead, pushing it clear for him. As the blond came slowly into the kitchen, he couldn't help but have his attention brought to the next room. Through the crack at the bottom of the door, he could see it was dark aside from the lone TV, which was glowing so many odd colors and shapes, accompanied by the sounds of screams and overacting.

Feeling the sparks of bitterness welling up in him again, Kevin frowned as he turned toward the sink, only to buckle slightly. The smog was branching out so much farther and faster, it was starting to obscure his vision. Tiny chuckles started to escape his throat, accompanied by a wave of sleepiness. Knees shaking, he gave a little cough.

"Kevin?" Jenn's voice rang out, apparently worried, "Are you okay? Should I get Su?"

"Mm...." Feeling tempted to just curl up on the floor and take a nap, the nine-year-old nodded. He tried his best to keep awake as the girl ran into the next room, pulling himself slowly to his feet.

As the tried to piece himself together, Jenn burst into the darkened living room, ignoring the two teen's whose making out she'd just interrupted and the bloodfest playing on the television to make a beeline for the Chinese girl on the sofa.

"Suuu!" Immediately, the little girl was in front of her babysitter, arms wildly waving only vaguely in the direction of the kitchen, "Su, you gotta come help 'cause Kevin- 'cause onea Kevin's rocks an' some of th' Fairy dust gaw-got into th' purple water he was makin' for me an' there was smoke, an' then we were laughing, an'-"

"Oh, what the hell is this?" Sin stood up from the loveseat, pulling her arms and lips away from her boyfriend's anatomy for the first time since the film started, "Didn't we say you weren't watching this?"

"Sin, hang on. Jenn?" Just generally confused by the suddenness of her charge's entrance, Su set her nearly-empty beer bottle on the inn table, looking the little girl in the eye, "Jenn, slow down for a second! Like... take a deep breath."

The little redhead oblouged, inhaling deeply, only to cough immediately afterward. A mildly disillusioned expression gracing her cute face, she glanced at the big kids, "Eww! Why do you all stink?"

"Charming," noted the Goth in a deadpan voice, turning away from the little girl.

"Eheh... I-I dunno what you're talking about...." Su was naturally flushing at that, which was fortunately hard to make out in the low light. Still, she really wished she hadn't spilt beer on her top. "So uh... what's wrong? Is Kevin teasing you?"

A groan was heard as Geoff pressed the Stop button on the DVD Remote, turning the screen from showing film footage to a plain blue screen, "Seriously, you can't get him to behave some nights can you? Where is he?"

"In th-the kitchen!" squeaked Jenn urgently. "He's in there with the smoke!"

"Smoke?" Su was suddenly alarmed, rising from the couch with worry on her face, "You-You mean like a fire, or a broken like... computer or-"

The thoughts of the group were interrupted as they heard the sound of breaking glass. Almost a glance at the door to the kitchen showed white smog softly creeping through the crack at the bottom.

"Kevin?!" Now convinced there was a fire, Su hopped up from the couch, crossing to the doorway in record time. Recalling a weird public service announcement from Dick Van Dyke, she only paused to feel the wooden obstacle for heat before opening it and barging in, Geoff and Sin right behind her.

The nine-year-old was giggling lightly, still being tired but mostly having crawled away from where he'd dropped the beaker. The blue liquid had splattered out onto the tile floor, letting it evaporate into smog ever faster. Still, he managed to blink out of his sleepiness just long enough to see the teenagers in the house burst in on the other side of the rising cloud.

"No, wait!"

"Kevin?" There was no fire, but Su was still naturally concerned, since finding a huge amass of white smog in the house of your employer that was possibly endangering the life of two children you were totally responsible for is a very bad scenario. "Are you okay? You need to go arRRGH!"

As the boy started slipping off, he saw the Chinese girl bend over, clutching her stomach in pain. Soon his brother and the goth followed suit, breathing in the white smog openly as it continued to fill the room. Strangely, the only thing Kevin could think as he saw this go on was, "Why aren't they laughing?"

"Good... Good God, what is that?" Geoff was crying out, hands on his knees as he tried to keep himself upright.

He was only met with a shake of the head from his girlfriend, who was already on the floor, too dizzy to stand up, "I dun... I dun get a..."

"I feel like I'm gonna..." Su swallowed uncomfortably, maybe seeming to be the big kid in the least amount of pain, "Puke on the floor or wet... wet my pants..."

Kevin wanted to stay awake, but only let out another giggle as he laid there, partially rubbing his eyes. He watched as Geoff and Sin both laid on the floor, Su slowly started to follow after them. She was certainly getting lower and lower at least... Or it looked like it. It was hard to tell with a sleepy brain and the ever-obscuring fog. It just kept getting thicker until it covered everything.

The nine-year-old closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep as the teenagers became soft and motionless. The smog at the very least seemed to finally be thinning out, all the liquid having evaporated. Looking on from a safe distance, Jenn blinked.

"Huh."
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Part 2 of our story. Still no regression, but things are still quite heating up.

With all the cast assembled, I'm wondering if anyone will be able to guess who they're based on. If not, I'll likely go on dropping hints as we go ever further through the story. Or increase the reward or something. We'll see. ^^

So yeah, being shooed away by his brother and his girlfriend, who're schoolmates to the babysitter, Kevin and Jenn start playing with chemicals to whip up a strange white mist that has... unusual effects.

Hope everyone will enjoy this part. Next one's got regression, promise! ^^
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I'm liking this alot. Ok, the part we've all been waiting for; 3 is up next