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Part 5
It was one of the largest parks in Viridian, fancy and well taken care of as well as being close to one of the richer housing districts the city had to offer. Because of this it was constantly busy with activity, particularly around early afternoon like it was now. The sound of happy children of various ages echoed from the nearby playground as a small but very visible group near them seemed to dominate the scenery. A large group of women of various size and ages, all dressed formally and most in some kind of maid or caretaker like outfits, several with strollers and baby carriages at their sides were clustering together at the small enclave of park benches near the playground. They happily talked amongst themselves while keeping trained eyes on the numerous young children running and playing nearby, like they always did.
The group didn’t have a formal title but most people who visited the park regularly knew who they were, the nannies, governesses, and other caretakers the rich people nearby hired to take care of their babies, toddlers, and kids. Over time they’d adjusted their respective schedules so their charge’s “trip to the park” all happened at the same time letting all the ladies spend that time happily chatting with each other about life, work, and most importantly gossip. One particular Nanny seemed to hold sway over the rest like a leader emploeon among piplup and prinplup, and not just due to being at least a head taller than most.
The nidoqueen woman laughed loudly as she happily chatted with the others, only pausing to gently sooth the swaddled infant in the baby carriage next to her or shout to the 4 year old she was keeping her eye on over at the playground to be more careful. Her voice carried weight and authority beyond just being loud enough to echo a ways off, though it wasn’t loud enough for the random passersby to make out what was being said amongst the chatter of the other ladies which seemed to be a picture perfect representation of a bunch of gossiping hens.
“And then he said-“
“You won’t believe what the miss did-“
“So I told him that-“
“Quiet girls!” the nidoqueen’s voice commanded attention as the others quickly fell silent, eyes focused on the curious smile the poison type was sporting as they waited for what she had to say “We have a guest~” she added mysteriously as the others followed her gazed, before breaking into smiles of their own. With the sudden quiet, baring the babbles of the little ones and the playground ambiance, they could hear the approach of another stroller and a moment later they could see what their leader had already spotted, a young, unfamiliar nanny pushing an occupied baby stroller towards them as she seemed to be taking in the sights of the park. Obviously a newcomer of some sort… meaning she was a fresh face and a fresh story, something the ladies were always eager for.
The nidoqueen took charge, standing up and waving the girl over with a welcoming smile. The greninja noticed this with a start and, after a moment of hesitation, started over towards them… letting the nannies size her up silently. The first thing they noticed was that she was a pink greninja… not a common species for Viridian and definitely not a common color, but they pushed that curiousity aside to continue silently judging the rest of her. It was hard for them to place her age but she looked fairly developed with the curves she was sporting so she was probably somewhere between 18 and 20… Speaking of curves her outfit did little to leave anything to the imagination. Which confirmed for them without a doubt that this girl was definitely new to the job, they’d seen more than enough newbies dress to be attractive for their employer only to end up looking like they were trying for the job of mistress instead of nanny to recognize it at a glance.
They turned their attention to the baby in the stroller as the girl got closer. A teddiursa, a slightly darker colored coat then normal but well within the bounds of being natural, likely a boy judging by the blue socks, rattle, and diaper color, and… a toddler? This one had them just as baffled as the greninja girl’s age, the teddiursa looked like he was tall enough to be playing with the 4 year olds in the playground but the soft, round features, babyish face, and innocent glee as he alternated sucking on his paw and vigorously shaking his rattle while babbling made it seem unlikely he was older than 2. The nidoqueen’s smile broadened at this as she motioned for the others to make a hole for the girl to enter their little circle through. These two were new, strange, and unfamiliar… perfect to make the afternoon interesting.
“H-hello… u-um, you waved me over?” the greninja girl said softly, her voice betraying the shy emotions of feeling overwhelmed at being among the other ladies but giving away nothing about her age. Meanwhile the teddy happily babbled random syllables that might become words when he got older, kicking his legs eagerly as he looked at all the new people. “Yes, yes I did dear~ Please sit~” the nidoqueen said, not giving the girl a chance to say anything more as she motioned to a spot on the bench next to her “We haven’t seen you around here before… your first assignment watching a little one~?” the poison matron asked, pausing to tickle the little bears tummy and make him squeal and giggle as the girl obediently sat as the nidoqueen smiled to her and added “Or not so little one~ He’s probably the 6th biggest toddler I’ve ever seen~”
“Y-yes… e-er I m-mean this is my first a-assignment! Little Timmy here just c-comes from a l-large family i-is all, his f-father is h-huge and OH!” the little frog’s cheeks flushed as she looked down in shame “I-I’m sorry… I s-shouldn’t speak o-of my e-employer should I?” she said meekly… before looking confused at the eruption of good natured laughter from the ladies around her. “Don’t worry, we do it all the time~” the nidoqueen said, giving another reassuring smile “Nothing leaves this little circle after all so feel free to share any juicy info you might have~ You won’t believe some of the stuff my employer gets up to… but first…” the poison type gently puts her hand on the girl’s shoulder, her face suddenly solemn “There’s something important I feel you need to know dear and, as the senior governess of this little group, it is my duty to tell you.”
“Y-yes?”
“You don’t need to dress like you’re there to help the man of the house make a new baby when you take care of the current one, so feel free to wear a longer skirt next time.”
“O-oh…”
Sakura mentally checked off “Infiltrate the group” at this as the conversation continued and she found herself quoting back parts of the cover-story she’d practiced beforehand, introducing herself formally as Jane and keeping up her persona of an shy, inexperienced childcare worker. She’d been trained to take on different roles and personas for the purpose of infiltration, able to act as a sultry courtesan, an innocent street vendor, or any number of other roles as needed to get close to the target for assassination or to glean information from them… as she was doing now. Her mother and elder sister had found out about this little group, how it was led by the nidoqueen employed by their target, and how they happily shared secrets and information amongst themselves that would prove to be just what the geninja’s missions had sent them to retrieve… and all three of them had developed this ruse to get into the group so they could retrieve that information.
But if she was to play a nanny they needed a baby for her to be taking care of… which, unfortunately, was something they didn’t quite have on hand for obvious reasons, hence their need to recruit Petie to play that role despite their misgiving about doing so. Using his weakness for baby powder (mixing it with a traditional herbal mix designed to simulate a drunken state used to disorient guards without killing them… weakened for child use of course) and a special powder designed to darken fur color temporarily (used for disguise by the mammal ninja of the village), they were able to turn him into Timmy, a large toddler who was slow developing and a bit of a special needs child since he was still at the infant stage of development. As expected sympathy for the “baby” and her immediately won the ladies over.
And thanks to the herbal mix they’d added to the powder Petie would remain in this state more than long enough for Sakura to discreetly pump the nidoqueen for information before finally waking up with no recollection of any of this… that’s what she hoped for anyway...
To Be Continued….
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It was one of the largest parks in Viridian, fancy and well taken care of as well as being close to one of the richer housing districts the city had to offer. Because of this it was constantly busy with activity, particularly around early afternoon like it was now. The sound of happy children of various ages echoed from the nearby playground as a small but very visible group near them seemed to dominate the scenery. A large group of women of various size and ages, all dressed formally and most in some kind of maid or caretaker like outfits, several with strollers and baby carriages at their sides were clustering together at the small enclave of park benches near the playground. They happily talked amongst themselves while keeping trained eyes on the numerous young children running and playing nearby, like they always did.
The group didn’t have a formal title but most people who visited the park regularly knew who they were, the nannies, governesses, and other caretakers the rich people nearby hired to take care of their babies, toddlers, and kids. Over time they’d adjusted their respective schedules so their charge’s “trip to the park” all happened at the same time letting all the ladies spend that time happily chatting with each other about life, work, and most importantly gossip. One particular Nanny seemed to hold sway over the rest like a leader emploeon among piplup and prinplup, and not just due to being at least a head taller than most.
The nidoqueen woman laughed loudly as she happily chatted with the others, only pausing to gently sooth the swaddled infant in the baby carriage next to her or shout to the 4 year old she was keeping her eye on over at the playground to be more careful. Her voice carried weight and authority beyond just being loud enough to echo a ways off, though it wasn’t loud enough for the random passersby to make out what was being said amongst the chatter of the other ladies which seemed to be a picture perfect representation of a bunch of gossiping hens.
“And then he said-“
“You won’t believe what the miss did-“
“So I told him that-“
“Quiet girls!” the nidoqueen’s voice commanded attention as the others quickly fell silent, eyes focused on the curious smile the poison type was sporting as they waited for what she had to say “We have a guest~” she added mysteriously as the others followed her gazed, before breaking into smiles of their own. With the sudden quiet, baring the babbles of the little ones and the playground ambiance, they could hear the approach of another stroller and a moment later they could see what their leader had already spotted, a young, unfamiliar nanny pushing an occupied baby stroller towards them as she seemed to be taking in the sights of the park. Obviously a newcomer of some sort… meaning she was a fresh face and a fresh story, something the ladies were always eager for.
The nidoqueen took charge, standing up and waving the girl over with a welcoming smile. The greninja noticed this with a start and, after a moment of hesitation, started over towards them… letting the nannies size her up silently. The first thing they noticed was that she was a pink greninja… not a common species for Viridian and definitely not a common color, but they pushed that curiousity aside to continue silently judging the rest of her. It was hard for them to place her age but she looked fairly developed with the curves she was sporting so she was probably somewhere between 18 and 20… Speaking of curves her outfit did little to leave anything to the imagination. Which confirmed for them without a doubt that this girl was definitely new to the job, they’d seen more than enough newbies dress to be attractive for their employer only to end up looking like they were trying for the job of mistress instead of nanny to recognize it at a glance.
They turned their attention to the baby in the stroller as the girl got closer. A teddiursa, a slightly darker colored coat then normal but well within the bounds of being natural, likely a boy judging by the blue socks, rattle, and diaper color, and… a toddler? This one had them just as baffled as the greninja girl’s age, the teddiursa looked like he was tall enough to be playing with the 4 year olds in the playground but the soft, round features, babyish face, and innocent glee as he alternated sucking on his paw and vigorously shaking his rattle while babbling made it seem unlikely he was older than 2. The nidoqueen’s smile broadened at this as she motioned for the others to make a hole for the girl to enter their little circle through. These two were new, strange, and unfamiliar… perfect to make the afternoon interesting.
“H-hello… u-um, you waved me over?” the greninja girl said softly, her voice betraying the shy emotions of feeling overwhelmed at being among the other ladies but giving away nothing about her age. Meanwhile the teddy happily babbled random syllables that might become words when he got older, kicking his legs eagerly as he looked at all the new people. “Yes, yes I did dear~ Please sit~” the nidoqueen said, not giving the girl a chance to say anything more as she motioned to a spot on the bench next to her “We haven’t seen you around here before… your first assignment watching a little one~?” the poison matron asked, pausing to tickle the little bears tummy and make him squeal and giggle as the girl obediently sat as the nidoqueen smiled to her and added “Or not so little one~ He’s probably the 6th biggest toddler I’ve ever seen~”
“Y-yes… e-er I m-mean this is my first a-assignment! Little Timmy here just c-comes from a l-large family i-is all, his f-father is h-huge and OH!” the little frog’s cheeks flushed as she looked down in shame “I-I’m sorry… I s-shouldn’t speak o-of my e-employer should I?” she said meekly… before looking confused at the eruption of good natured laughter from the ladies around her. “Don’t worry, we do it all the time~” the nidoqueen said, giving another reassuring smile “Nothing leaves this little circle after all so feel free to share any juicy info you might have~ You won’t believe some of the stuff my employer gets up to… but first…” the poison type gently puts her hand on the girl’s shoulder, her face suddenly solemn “There’s something important I feel you need to know dear and, as the senior governess of this little group, it is my duty to tell you.”
“Y-yes?”
“You don’t need to dress like you’re there to help the man of the house make a new baby when you take care of the current one, so feel free to wear a longer skirt next time.”
“O-oh…”
Sakura mentally checked off “Infiltrate the group” at this as the conversation continued and she found herself quoting back parts of the cover-story she’d practiced beforehand, introducing herself formally as Jane and keeping up her persona of an shy, inexperienced childcare worker. She’d been trained to take on different roles and personas for the purpose of infiltration, able to act as a sultry courtesan, an innocent street vendor, or any number of other roles as needed to get close to the target for assassination or to glean information from them… as she was doing now. Her mother and elder sister had found out about this little group, how it was led by the nidoqueen employed by their target, and how they happily shared secrets and information amongst themselves that would prove to be just what the geninja’s missions had sent them to retrieve… and all three of them had developed this ruse to get into the group so they could retrieve that information.
But if she was to play a nanny they needed a baby for her to be taking care of… which, unfortunately, was something they didn’t quite have on hand for obvious reasons, hence their need to recruit Petie to play that role despite their misgiving about doing so. Using his weakness for baby powder (mixing it with a traditional herbal mix designed to simulate a drunken state used to disorient guards without killing them… weakened for child use of course) and a special powder designed to darken fur color temporarily (used for disguise by the mammal ninja of the village), they were able to turn him into Timmy, a large toddler who was slow developing and a bit of a special needs child since he was still at the infant stage of development. As expected sympathy for the “baby” and her immediately won the ladies over.
And thanks to the herbal mix they’d added to the powder Petie would remain in this state more than long enough for Sakura to discreetly pump the nidoqueen for information before finally waking up with no recollection of any of this… that’s what she hoped for anyway...
To Be Continued….
---
Commissioned and ©
Artwork © me
Category Artwork (Digital) / Pokemon
Species Pokemon
Size 900 x 900px
File Size 287.9 kB
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