Babysitting Without Pay

Amy stared wide eyed. "YOU OLD!!!" she blurted out.

Phoebe rolled her eyes. "Ugh, why can't the English teach their kids how to speak?" she muttered.

Meanwhile, Erika found a purse in the room. She dug out a lot of money, and some car keys.

"Like, omg!" she squealed in a way only teenage girls(that aren't KK or Bether) can. She ran into the garage, which held a sleek black Maserati convertible.

"Omg, I love this place!" Erika whispered. She hopped in the car, put it in drive and drove to the mall.

((LOL))

Amy stuck her tongue out at Phoebe.

Phoebe made a pig-nose at Amy, and did a loud rasberry.

Spike ran up, in his cute little kitten form.

Dawn reached out and grabbed him in horror. "Spike!" she said.

Spikey-kitten, being held by the scruff of his neck, yowled, and tried to bat at Dawn with a little paw.

Dawn said, hesitantly, "Ostendo sum alica ut eram iacio , quod restituo verus aevum!"

There was a POP, and a normal Spike was being held by Dawn.

He blinked. "You are in BIG trouble, Dawn."

Amy turned and waggled her butt at Phoebe.

Phoebe made a rude hand gesture at Amy, and then socked her in the stomach.

Amy was caught off guard and fell to her knees.

Phoebe kicked her while she was down. "Haha."

Dawn couldn't help rolling her eyes. "Very mature, Pheebs."

Phoebe turned. "Don't you Pheebs me! You're in trouble. I was eight years old. Do you know how traumatizing that was?!"

Dawn looked down.

Amy seized the chance. When Phoebe turned she turned into her hulk form and attacked Phoebe from behind. Grabbing her around the neck.

Phoebe bent over quickly, throwing Amy over her back, forcing her to relinquish.

Amy fell, but caught herself. She stood quicky and aimed a punch at Phoebe's face.

Phoebe ducked, and tripped Amy, using Amy's foreward momentum to let her fall over Phoebe's crouched back.

Amy used this to try and grab Phoebe's neck again.

She was very strong, but not very fast......

Phoebe rolled out of the way, using her own momentum to land on her feet. She was about five feet from Amy.

Amy growled, with rage, and seemed to grow several more inches.

She charged at Phoebe.

Phoebe seemed to pull out a knife, and then started running towards Amy. She did a front flip over Amy, and then landed behind her, shoving the knife into her back.

Amy yelled with pain, then spun around. She pulled the knife out of her pocket and threw it at Phoebe.

Phoebe bent over backwards, very flexible.

Then she snapped back up, doing a flying kick that hit Amy in the face.

Amy's head snaped back with the blow, and her foot flew up at Phoebe's face.

Phoebe took the blow the face. It broke her nose, and blood gushed out. Phoebe swore. "You little #$*& that has a %$#!@ and needs to $%^&# with the *&^$^# and go to #@$% and DIE!!!!"

Dawn looked concerned.

Spike looked up at Dawn. "When she recovers, you are SO grounded."

Amy was satisfied. She ripped a peice of fabric form her shorts and handed it to Phoebe. Using another peice she covered the bleeding hole in her back.

Phoebe took it, still muttering curses and swearwords about Amy. She attempted to whipe the blood away, but it just hurt her nose more.

Amy tried not to flinch as the cloth touched her back.

Dawn mumbled, "I could try to heal it?" it sounded more like a question.

Phoebe glared at Dawn. "Do bore smells fer ooh!" she said. (No more spells for you.)

"What are you talking about?" she asked, still being in her kid form.