The Only Way To The Heart

Remi tried her hardest to keep the kids in check, which felt nearly impossible at times. She never understood how two preschoolers could be so active and all over the place, even when she had to take care of them and keep an eye on them all the despite. Arjean seemed to be the only one who tried to be decent, and whenever Remi thought Junchi would be too he would end up pushing Arjean for attention or running to some building he found interesting.

She wanted to scream, yet she just stared blankly at the two as they kept moving away from her. All she wanted was to put up some fliers for babysitting, and despite her family saying that babysitting Arjean and Junchi wouldn't be too hard outside of the house, she felt like she was slapped with the biggest lie ever.

After a while of this she grabbed the two and told them, "If you guys go out of bounds again I'll be sure to tell both of your parents about your behavior, and we know how well that went last time." That seemed to shut them up... or... well... got them to stop moving so much. Instead they just walked next to each other (or in Arjean's case, flew next to Junchi,) while talking about their favorite desserts while Remi continued to put up fliers on lamp posts and near benches. She hoped she wasn't intruding on anyone's property, but a part of her didn't care. She had her own work to do, and babysitting took that time away.

The fliers detailed the address of the Afolabi-Soies and Meis, as well as Remi's phone number. She wasn't supposed to give the numbers of the other members in the families out since that took time out of their day for their jobs and hobbies. It also detailed how they were open to talking about schedules and even pay, though Remi was certain they'd try to pay in free objects, like clothes or accessories, which wasn't that bad of an idea. Getting free clothes or plants for babysitting kids for a few hours sounded great actually. Too bad she was the one making the accessories and assisting in designing the clothes that would be given out.​

Remi was near taking a break until some boy came up to her and asked if she needed help. When she turned towards him she saw a blonde hair guy that was slightly shorter than she was. For a moment she looked down to make sure the kids were still nearby and safe, and quickly noticed that Arjean backed away from the stranger and hid behind her legs, while Junchi just stood near her, not really caring much for the boy.

"Oh, well, I guess that's one way to put it," she replied, her voice coming off as bland as she possibly could. She was overwhelmed, but like hell if she was going to show it. If she showed she was overwhelmed Junchi would just try to use that to make her job even harder, or Arjean would get anxious and blame themself for her problems. In a way, Arjean was to blame, but she couldn't just lay it all on a two-year-old, especially one who was already be developing anxiety issues. As she continued to speak she put her fliers into her bag, picked up Arjean, then began combing through their hair with her nails. That should calm them down hopefully.

"Sorry if I worried you or something. Taking care of kids is sort of a hard job, especially two really active ones." Remi would've given a small laugh, but she was certain that it'd come off as fake and as apathetic as everything else about her. Only once in a while did she feel she should put on more emotions, but that was only when she had a goal in mind that may have been just a bit easier with a more positive expression on her face.

She took her mind off of her emotions quickly though, and instead noted how the guy seemed willing to help her out. He was young too, and in fact, didn't seem much older than her. Please. Please let this be a babysitter volunteer. Let my job be easier, dammit.

She sat herself down on a nearby bench, though she made sure to keep herself approachable for talking with the boy. She also made sure to sit Junchi with her by pulling his hand over to the bench and making sure he was seated near her. As Remi got herself comfortable her mind spun with ways to make small talk that would force the conversation to go the direction she wanted it to go.

"I wouldn't mind some help though. I'm putting up fliers for my family and Junchi's family for babysitters. Honestly though, I doubt many people would take up the chance to babysit toddlers. Still, I wouldn't mind having some assistance in putting up the rest of what I have."​

Arjean could tell Remi was excited, even if she didn't show it on her face or in her voice. It just felt obvious to them, yet others outside of their family always thought of her as rude and apathetic. It was clear now that she was happy about the idea of handing out a flier to an actual person, and as they held her they tried to get a look at the stranger. While she handed out one of the fliers, she told the man that he didn't offend her... At least... that's what Arjean thought she was saying. Everyday it felt like the language was becoming easier to understand.

While looking at the stranger they wondered if he was going to be their new sitter. They didn't want one, nor did they need one: Junchi took care of them, and they took care of Junchi. Plus, when no one was watching them, they could go outside and explore without having people look over their shoulders all the time. That was fun, and it was better than feeling limited in every single activity because "Arjean, you don't want to hurt yourself," and "Arjean, you're hurting others."

Then they heard Remi say, "If you're planning on taking care of them, I will say that they can be a bit rowdy and they love attention." Arjean got most of what she said down and frowned at her. Everyone loved attention, so why was it different for Junchi and them? The other part they didn't understand, but they also thought it meant something negative too.​

"Like an interview? Ah, well, of course I should've expected that. Um... hmmm..." She didn't want to interview anyone in her household. Even if her family tried to put up a front of being formal and nice, she wasn't going to let Arjean be babysat in that place. She wasn't going to let anyone be there, especially with what they could find. She nearly shivered at the thought of what would happy to the babysitter, her, and Arjean.

"Hmm, well, I'm trying to think of a place we could go, but... then again, we can always just have an interview here, or you can suggest your own place if you'd like. Sorry, I didn't think that far."​