Jennifer sat down on the couch idly looking at the wall clock. Her husband, Danny was still at work, but he was to arrive home shortly. School was also about ready to let out. In time, Jennifer would have to pick up her daughter, Charlotte. Charlotte had recently gotten into a smidge of trouble due to eating her previous teacher and digesting him for giving her a bad grade, but due to the laws protecting predators, there wasn’t much issue.

There was an orphanage that was having financial issues. After a few years, the orphanage was losing its funding, making it ever so hard to provide for any children who were looked over by potential caretakers.

The owner of the orphanage, Mrs.

Braxby

, tried to keep the staff paid for their manual labor, and she was also the one in charge of the taxes, but after a few twenty-odd years, she had lo

A
mother of three triplets – two girls and one boy – is called one
day on a special business meeting. As she hadn’t any family members
available to take care of her precious children, she – like any
parent would – browses newspaper ads for a potential babysitter.
After a succession of poor interviews, she finds a likely candidate.
However, she looked rather odd; in fact, it can be contested on
whether or not she identifies herself as a human. She had
silver-looking skin, and a full hea