"She's Back!" by Mona
Warning:This is absolutely bonkers. No, I did not have a bad experience with
a babysitter. And if anyone is offended by my depiction, I apologize ahead of
time.
Author's Note: Ivy mentions her cholesterol test in this story. It is
recommended that a person should test their cholesterol every five years,
starting at age eighteen.
It was early afternoon at ACME Detective Headquarters. Zack and Ivy had
returned from yet another Carmen case. Zack held out a plate for his sister.
"Donut?"

"No, thank you."

"Ivy, you haven't eaten in three days! Is there something wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong. It's just that I'm taking my cholesterol test later today
and I have to fast for seventy-two hours beforehand. Although they do look
tasty...."

The Chief interrupted them. "You know, it occured to me that we never have a
peaceful chat in this time between cases. Why don't we? OK. I'll pick a
topic: your lives together before ACME."

"CHIEF!!!"

"What?"

"All right. You win." Ivy griped. "What do you want to hear? The time Zack
broke an entire set of dishes?"

"Hey!" Zack whined. "I slipped on ice."

"Ice chips you spilled before you slipped on them." retorted Ivy. "Not a week
would go by when you didn't break something."

"It was all a plot, sister dear. I figured if I could break enough, I'd get
out of kitchen duty."

The Chief laughed. "What did you do when your parents went out?"

The two siblings looked at each other. Then they burst out laughing.

"We drove out our babysitters," Ivy gasped out.

"We drove them so nuts that they couldn't last for more than four nights!"
Zack added.

The Chief looked at them. "What?"

"Zack, remember our greatest victory? Miss Pennybrook?" asked Ivy.

"How can I forget? She didn't even last an hour!"

The Chief was shocked. "What happened? Give me all the gory details!"

Ivy grinned and began. "It was a long time ago. I was nine. Zack was five.
Our parents had dinner plans. So they left us with this seventeen-year-old
nervous wreck, Miss Pennybrook. I demonstrated a few karate moves. Needless
to say, Miss Pennybrook was more than a little shocked. What did she say,
Zack?"

"She said, 'Dear me! Such violence!'," Zack answered, smirking. "And, I was
on the couch reading 'Advanced Indian Dialects' and I said 'All 25 of them.
The last they say, still has hope...as soon as she gets out of the hospital.
But I don't think so. Imagine, trying to stop a football game.' "

Ivy picked up the story. "So, Miss Pennybrook asks, gulping, 'Football game?'
And then Zack says 'Ivy here knocked over players half her size like tenpins.
Come to think of it, our old nanny once coached the Redskins.' A few minutes
later, Miss Pennybrook ran screaming out of the house."

The Chief quivered in his pink window. "Ivy, have you changed completely, or
do you still have that childhood evil in you?"

"Hey, give me credit!" Zack complained.

"Oh, yes. You created those awful stories, you sadist!" the Chief replied.
"What kind of rebels have I hired? Betcha Miss Pennybrook still remembers you
with a shudder."

Zack and Ivy both laughed.

"I dunno." Zack commented. "It was nine years ago."

"She probably just remember us as two wild kids she sat for. Nothing more.
And if you'll excuse me, I have to go take my test." Ivy said.

The two detectives didn't know it, but they were wrong. Dead wrong....

To be continued.....