Talk:Seddie/@comment-9923326-20130914151553/@comment-9923326-20130921030751

"But.. Why? I told you, I don't have that much time to sell things and the only way I could do it was babysit!"

"Exactly.. And that is why.. Cat, drumroll please.." Cat made weird noises that somehow did resemble a drumroll.

"I, Sam Puckett, will give you, Dice and Goomer, our babysitting service. You can change the name, since well, it isn't Sam and Cat babysitting anymore."

"Really? But, I've got school and Goomer has fighting to do.."

"Hey," Freddie interrupted "You can do it on weekends and I'm Sure parents will understand, you're just a kid"

"JUST a kid?!" Dice challenged "I heard that a 12 year old kid made big money out of selling spifes and other things. Ohh who was that?" He pretended to hear Freddie's answer "yup. ME!"

"Okay, enough chit chat. We are going to go pack the stuff in our room. Now if any of you 2 girls" Sam pointed to Dice and Freddie "and professional wrestler" Sam pointed to Goomer "Want to help, I'll gladly take your offer. If you don't want to, however, I'll make sure none of you look like a human."

"What she said!" Cane the response of Cat.

"Right. I'm gonna help. I like my face the way it is," Freddie remarked. "Oh yeah we should help too. Dice?" Goomer said nervously. Even a professional wrestler can be scared of the tougher Puckett twin. "Yep, their room we go."

As the 3 boys entered the room they packed. Freddie picked up something rather.. Weird. Even for Sam and Cat.

"Hey guys what is this..??"