Baby
By Jasmine Tran
Once upon a time, there lived a 2 year old orphan baby named Cherry-Pie. She was a very smart baby, for she knew everything. Cherry-Pie lived at Roseville Orphanage with her baby sisters, Gracie and Josephine, or Jo for short. Although she had a good life, she craved to have a family. Cherry-Pie wanted to be loved, embraced, and cared for. Every day, when people passed by her little room, she said, “Please adopt me. Please adopt me.” Cherry-Pie even held up signs that read: Good with animals, Friendly to people, and I’m potty trained. But no one glanced at her. To them, she was just another ordinary baby.
One day, an 18 year old girl named Marcia stopped in front of her room. Cherry-Pie glanced up hopefully. She saw her 2 baby sisters with the girl. “Hi! Hi!” her baby sisters squealed. “Are you going to get adopted, too,” they asked? “Maybe,” Cherry-Pie said. “Marfa-no, I mean Marfa-oh, never mind,” began Gracie. Jo finished, “-is really nice. Plus, she’s pretty, smart, and kind. Marcia doesn’t have any siblings except a crazy baby sister named Annie.” Marcia looked at Cherry-Pie and asked, “Do you want to get adopted?” “Yes! Yes!” she exclaimed. While Marcia filled out the adoption papers for all three babies at the desk, Cherry-Pie crawled around saying her ‘bye-byes’ to the other babies. She, Gracie and Jo also packed all their belongings into their pink, blue, and green suitcases. Finally, Marcia finished, and the three babies loaded the suitcases into the trunk and piled into Marcia’s lavender car. She asked them about their life and other stuff. Cherry-Pie noted that she was really nice because Marcia didn’t get upset with Gracie like Cherry-Pie did when she tooted and didn’t say excuse me.
Time passed so quickly that Cherry-Pie didn’t notice Marcia drive into the woods. But she did hear a crash, loud music, and horrible singing that sounded suspiciously like a baby’s voice. Suddenly, a door opened out of nowhere, and revealed a very dirty little baby with a crazy look on her face. Marcia suppressed a sigh, and then turned to Cherry-Pie with a weary smile. “Are you ready to meet Annie?” she asked. In Cherry-Pie’s mind, she thought, “No! Annie looks weird and messy.” Jo pushed her and Gracie out anyway. They slowly crawled toward Annie. Annie’s eyes widened with delight. “Oh!” she gushed. “Are you my new baby sisters?” There was silence. Cherry-Pie stammered, “Uh…yeah?” Right away, she knew she shouldn’t have said that because Annie started bouncing all over the place and ‘passing gas at the wrong end’ every other second. Soon, the whole place stunk. “I think we should probably go inside now,” coughed Marcia. At the very mention of the word ‘inside’, Annie stopped farting and bouncing. Her mouth quivered, and her hands balled up into fists. Cherry-Pie recognized the look on Annie’s face. It was the face of a baby about to throw a tantrum.
“Cover your ears!” Cherry-Pie shouted. The others obeyed, and it was not a minute too soon. “No! No! No!” Annie shrieked. She banged the house, kicked the trees, punched the door, and jumped up and down on the grass. Cherry-Pie shouted, “Please stop this racket, Annie! This is no way to treat your new baby sisters.” Annie stopped for a moment, tilted her head, considered it in her pea sized brain, and then started the tantrum over again. Finally, Marcia got Annie to stop by handing her a cookie. While Annie was slobbering over the cookie, they went inside. The first thing Cherry-Pie noticed about it was that it was very, very, messy. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Annie blush while Marcia frowned. “Annie,” she growled. “The only reason I’m not dealing with you right now is because the babies are here. If you do this one more time…” Marcia let the threat hang in the air while Annie gulped. She made Annie clean up while Marcia gave the babies a tour of the house. “It’s a little small, but it’s comfortable.” “I built it while Annie was being a BIG bother,” she added.
After Annie finished cleaning up, Marcia made dinner: Tuna sandwiches with sweet strawberries polished off with triple fudge brownies. “Yummy-yum-yum!” exclaimed a very full Cherry-Pie. “That was delicious!” Suddenly, she heard a little groan coming from Gracie. Cherry-Pie looked over at her, and gasped in astonishment. She was really, really fat! Gracie heaved, “I don’t feel-BURP!” Stink filled the kitchen. Marcia quickly opened the windows and doors while Annie found some nose plugs and passed them around. “Oops.” Apple-Pie blushed while everyone stuffed the nose plugs in their nose.
All of a sudden, Jo yawned. “I think it’s time for bed,” Marcia announced. They cleaned the kitchen and got ready for bed. As soon as the triplets got into bed, they sleepily said, “I’m glad we were adopted…” But that’s all they said, for they were fast asleep in their new home.
