Melody's Nanny Chapter 2
Normally, Eric would be in his office, working on countless papers for his boss. But last night, after he put the nanny advertisement on the newspaper, he had requested a day off on Saturday from his boss thus he could find a nanny for Melody. His boss agreed and hoped to have him back at work soon.
Now Saturday came and everybody read Eric's advertisement. Many nanny candidates showed up at Eric's house. The Interviews took place in the living room. While Eric was sure to hire a nanny, Melody was not thrilled.
I don't know why Daddy is doing this! I don't want a nanny! Nannies are not fun! She thought angrily.
"So, what is your name?" Eric asked the first candidate. The first candidate was a high school teenager.
"I'm Beth Murphy," answered the first candidate, dully.
"Tell me, why do you want to apply for this job?"
"I don't. My mom told me to get this job! I don't even like kids!" she said rudely.
"Well, there's the door!" Eric said, rudely back. The next interviews went on, what felt like, for hours.
As the last candidate left, Eric pounded his hand on the big wooden table.
"I CAN"T BELIEVE THIS!" he yelled.
I WENT THROUGH 35 WOMEN AND YOUNG PUNKS AND NONE OF THEM ARE WORTH HIRING!"
He panted heavily, trying to calm down.
Melody put her hand on his arm.
"Father, don't worry. I don't need a nanny." Eric took his hand off the table and turned
toward his daughter.
"Honey, you do. I need someone to watch over you while I'm at work," he explained. He sighed. "But what is the use? This "Nanny Hunt" is becoming tougher than I thought!"
Melody frowned. She knew he was right. He has been needed at work a lot lately, and has no time for her anymore. Eric sighed sadly. If he could, he could call his family to babysit Melody but they have kept their distance from him ever since-
"Daddy," Melody interrupted his thoughts. "Can we go to the pawk?"
"Sure," said Eric. "Let's go.
At the park, Melody began playing with her soccer ball while Eric sat on a bench. He tried to relax and forget about the terrible interviews that he went through today. He looked at the ground and covered his face.
Oh man, what I'm going to do!
"Well, it has been a long time," a female voice said. Eric saw two feet in black high heels. He slowly looked up to see a tall, large woman, smiling seductively at him. She was an obese woman with purple skin, and white hair. She was also wearing a black dress and had a lot of makeup on, despite her age of being 50.
"Ursula?" Eric asked, dumbfounded. "T-This is a suprise."
"What? No 'Hello Ursula deary?' Not happy to see me?"
"No, I'm just surprised you are here. I thought you were at work," Eric said, politely. He allowed her a seat.
"Oh no, I have a day-off," Ursula explained, as she sat down next to him.
"Oh, okay," said Eric.
As they were talking, Melody was trying to practice kicking her ball at a long distance.
Hmm, Let's see if I can kick the ball from here to the tree.
She swung her leg and booted the ball. However, she kicked the ball so far that it went past the tree! Melody ran after it.
"You know," said Ursula, as she moved closer to Eric. "We should go out for dinner. Just you and me." She trailed her fingers down his shirt. Eric smiled nervously and looked at his watch. "Um, gee! look at the time! I must get going, for my um, meeting!" Ursula growled but hid her anger. "Oh, well, see you later." She walked away. Eric sighed in relief! Man, that woman was creeping him out! He turned around to look for Melody and was shocked to see Melody running toward the street! "MELODY!" Eric took off after her, like a rabbit.
Melody retrieved the ball. Suddenly she heard a woman's voice calling to her, "Honey, watch out!" She looked up and gasped. A car was coming toward her! Melody was so horrified that her legs have lost their will to move. She didn't know what to do! The car was going to crash into her any second!
Normally, Eric would be in his office, working on countless papers for his boss. But last night, after he put the nanny advertisement on the newspaper, he had requested a day off on Saturday from his boss thus he could find a nanny for Melody. His boss agreed and hoped to have him back at work soon.
Now Saturday came and everybody read Eric's advertisement. Many nanny candidates showed up at Eric's house. The Interviews took place in the living room. While Eric was sure to hire a nanny, Melody was not thrilled.
I don't know why Daddy is doing this! I don't want a nanny! Nannies are not fun! She thought angrily.
"So, what is your name?" Eric asked the first candidate. The first candidate was a high school teenager.
"I'm Beth Murphy," answered the first candidate, dully.
"Tell me, why do you want to apply for this job?"
"I don't. My mom told me to get this job! I don't even like kids!" she said rudely.
"Well, there's the door!" Eric said, rudely back. The next interviews went on, what felt like, for hours.
As the last candidate left, Eric pounded his hand on the big wooden table.
"I CAN"T BELIEVE THIS!" he yelled.
I WENT THROUGH 35 WOMEN AND YOUNG PUNKS AND NONE OF THEM ARE WORTH HIRING!"
He panted heavily, trying to calm down.
Melody put her hand on his arm.
"Father, don't worry. I don't need a nanny." Eric took his hand off the table and turned
toward his daughter.
"Honey, you do. I need someone to watch over you while I'm at work," he explained. He sighed. "But what is the use? This "Nanny Hunt" is becoming tougher than I thought!"
Melody frowned. She knew he was right. He has been needed at work a lot lately, and has no time for her anymore. Eric sighed sadly. If he could, he could call his family to babysit Melody but they have kept their distance from him ever since-
"Daddy," Melody interrupted his thoughts. "Can we go to the pawk?"
"Sure," said Eric. "Let's go.
At the park, Melody began playing with her soccer ball while Eric sat on a bench. He tried to relax and forget about the terrible interviews that he went through today. He looked at the ground and covered his face.
Oh man, what I'm going to do!
"Well, it has been a long time," a female voice said. Eric saw two feet in black high heels. He slowly looked up to see a tall, large woman, smiling seductively at him. She was an obese woman with purple skin, and white hair. She was also wearing a black dress and had a lot of makeup on, despite her age of being 50.
"Ursula?" Eric asked, dumbfounded. "T-This is a suprise."
"What? No 'Hello Ursula deary?' Not happy to see me?"
"No, I'm just surprised you are here. I thought you were at work," Eric said, politely. He allowed her a seat.
"Oh no, I have a day-off," Ursula explained, as she sat down next to him.
"Oh, okay," said Eric.
As they were talking, Melody was trying to practice kicking her ball at a long distance.
Hmm, Let's see if I can kick the ball from here to the tree.
She swung her leg and booted the ball. However, she kicked the ball so far that it went past the tree! Melody ran after it.
"You know," said Ursula, as she moved closer to Eric. "We should go out for dinner. Just you and me." She trailed her fingers down his shirt. Eric smiled nervously and looked at his watch. "Um, gee! look at the time! I must get going, for my um, meeting!" Ursula growled but hid her anger. "Oh, well, see you later." She walked away. Eric sighed in relief! Man, that woman was creeping him out! He turned around to look for Melody and was shocked to see Melody running toward the street! "MELODY!" Eric took off after her, like a rabbit.
Melody retrieved the ball. Suddenly she heard a woman's voice calling to her, "Honey, watch out!" She looked up and gasped. A car was coming toward her! Melody was so horrified that her legs have lost their will to move. She didn't know what to do! The car was going to crash into her any second!
I was thinking about the fact that Middle-Eastern and Indian royalty back in the days would have what is called a harem. Jasmine's dad as far as we know doesn't have one. If Jasmine's dad had one it would be very likely she would have had shared living quarters with her steps and half-sisters and maybe aunts.
I think if Jasmine had grown up in a harem she would been complete different and be 1)competitive and 2)she would also be Vigilant due to the number of X times she had been poison-if on purpose or by accident by the steps.
of course there's the fact Jafar could somehow 'use' her steps to get closer to her. So maybe that's one of the reasons why they didn't have a harem.
I think if Jasmine had grown up in a harem she would been complete different and be 1)competitive and 2)she would also be Vigilant due to the number of X times she had been poison-if on purpose or by accident by the steps.
of course there's the fact Jafar could somehow 'use' her steps to get closer to her. So maybe that's one of the reasons why they didn't have a harem.
"There's no way I am kissing a frog, and eating a bug, in the same day."
Well, it seems like everyone has done such an article after dimitri_'s excellent idea so here's mine:
1. What name would you change yours to?
Aurora. I love how it sounds and its meaning and also I'd love it if people were calling me Rory.
2. Which skills would you like to develop?
I would definitely want to have Pocahontas' ability of climbing on the trees, jumping off the rocks and doing everything she does during Just Around The Riverbend.
3. Who would you want for a parent?
I really love my parents, but if I had to choose, I'd like to have Mulan's parents, they adore her and...
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1. What name would you change yours to?
Aurora. I love how it sounds and its meaning and also I'd love it if people were calling me Rory.
2. Which skills would you like to develop?
I would definitely want to have Pocahontas' ability of climbing on the trees, jumping off the rocks and doing everything she does during Just Around The Riverbend.
3. Who would you want for a parent?
I really love my parents, but if I had to choose, I'd like to have Mulan's parents, they adore her and...
Come on, we all know Azula would really win! (art by kissyushka)
I took the idea of the modelling from BKG201's article. I decided to state my opinion on which princesses would be great models. I just want to say before I start, that I don't judge only by appearance, because to be a good model you don't have neccesarily to be gorgeous looking. Anyway, here we go.
13) Anna
Firstly, Anna is pretty but her mouth and her nose are quite awful and her eyes are too close to each other. Her hair is ok, I guess. Her body is great for a model. The biggest problem is the way she moves. She's awkward, clumsy and slouch and remember that moment when she was singing...
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13) Anna
Firstly, Anna is pretty but her mouth and her nose are quite awful and her eyes are too close to each other. Her hair is ok, I guess. Her body is great for a model. The biggest problem is the way she moves. She's awkward, clumsy and slouch and remember that moment when she was singing...
