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"That sucks honey. Not for your father and me because we need you to babysit for us," my mum smiled at me as if she didn't just put the final nail in my coffin. I groaned and stabbed my pancake. I would offer a more verbal complaint, but rightfully I had no grounds to do so. Nor did I have an excuse. Dan had babysat while studying last week and I could do so too. In fact, I've been doing so since I could remember and back then I had three children to deal with. Three whiny, clingy, snotty, but equally adorable children. On the bright side, I could carry out my revenge plans without my mum or my dad intervening. Yes, it was all going to work out perfectly. I smirked at Daniel over my pancake. 'You're going to suffer,' I mouthed to him. "Muum, tell Zack to leave me alone. He is being mean," Daniel whined. "Zack you need to leave your brother alone. Stop being mean, it is not nice," my mum half-heartedly said as she fed my dad. They were cute, but they were always in your face.
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