Hannah's POV
It was five o'clock now. I had been socializing with Harry all day, and he was now in his room.
I was in my room, turning on my laptop.
When it finished all that turning on and crap, I got on Skype.
I called Kody. I climbed on my bed and sat crisscross applesauce with the laptop set in front of me.
When she picked up, I grinned into the webcam.
"Hey woman!" I laughed. "How is my schmexi guuuurl?!" She smiled.
"MY schmexi girl!" Harry ran in. "Harry! It's rude to spy on people who are skyping." I scolded.
"Wait, Harry is supposed to be eight!" Kody exclaimed. "That's what I thought too."
Harry laid his head on my lap, and smiled at the camera. I pet his brown curls like they were a dog.
"Uncle Simon knew I wouldn't come if it was an eighteen year old that needed babysat. You know, cause he wouldn't need it. But, apparently Harry does." I sighed, continuing to stroke his curls.
"Well, at least he's not ugly." Kody said. "Hehehe!" Harry giggled like a little girl.
"He's like a puppy sometimes..." I said. Referring to how he was laying his head on my lap, letting me pet his curls. "A very well behaved, potty trained puppy." Harry said.
"Yup." I nodded.
"Has he given you any trouble?" Kody asked. "No!" Harry exclaimed. "Not really." I shook my head.
"Good. Listen to me pretty boy. You mess with my Hannah. You die. Thems the rules." She said.
I laughed. "Thems the rules Harry." I nodded. "Okay!" He smiled.
"I'm not afraid to get on a plane and come up there myself to whip up on your ass."
"OH EM GEEEE...she said a bad word." Harry gasped.
"She always says bad words." I laughed. "Oh, and don't worry Kody. If Harry messes with me, I will send Donald down to come get you in the private jet. Then you can get here to beat Harry up in luxury." I said.
"Sounds good." She said.
Suddenly, my phone started vibrating. It was on my lap, under Harry's head. "Woooh...It feels weird!" He laughed.
I pulled it out from underneath his jungle of curls.
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From: Uncle Simon
To: Hannah
'Hey Hannah, I just wanted to let you know. If Harry tries anything...call me...'
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I nodded and texted back.
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From: Hannah
To: Uncle Simon
'He's being really good actually! No problems so far!'
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I texted back and got back to Kody and Harry.
"Just so you know, if I come visit, I'm gonna be the one in Hannah's lap, not you." She pointed a finger.
"Not if she likes me better..." Harry pouted.
"You like me better don't you?" Harry asked, looking up to me. I got back to petting his hair. "Of course, Harry. Of course." I said sarcastically.
