You Babysit Emily

"Y/N!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Emily screamed, running to tackle hug you.

"Thanks for taking care of her," Emily's mom, Mrs. Richardson, said to you. "The peanut butter for her apples are in the pantry, I'll be here the next morning. Are you sure you're fine with an over-nighter?"

Emily screamed and ran around chanting, "FRUIT! FRUIT!"

"I can handle her," you reassured Mrs. Richardson. "It'll be fun!"

With that, she said goodbye and left.

"GARDEN!" Emily demanded. "Please?" she added.