Jayne held tight to Amina’s hand. He had lost track of her three times already and he didn’t want to make it a fourth. He couldn’t believe that he lost to a six year old girl in poker. She had her father’s eyes and her mother’s poker face. Amina could play a mean hand of Texas hold ‘em. He had lost his pay from the last job and he had to take her out for a day of fun. Jayne sighed at least he didn’t have Mally and Gabe. Jayne got yanked from his thoughts by the little girl. “Jayne look!” Amina pointed to a large stuffed pink dragon. “Can you win it for me?” Her eyes lit up and she gave him the biggest puppy dog eyes. Those eyes was his Achilles’ heel. “Sure, princess.” They walked up to a bottle toss booth. “Which one do you want me to win for ya?” “The large pink one.” The barker smiled. “Pretty little girl you got there.” Jayne wrinkled his face. “She ain’t mine…how much?” “Five dollars for three balls. You gotta knock down all the bottles to win a prize.” Jayne dug in his pocket and handed the man some paper. “Gimme three.” Jayne looked at Amina. “After I win you this, we’re even.” “Ok.” She replied. Amina hopped up on the counter to watch Jayne. The man handed him the balls. “Good luck, sir.” Jayne scuffed. “I don’t need it.” He threw the first ball and missed horrible. He rotated his arm a bit. “Just warming up.” “Uh huh.” The man replied. Jayne threw the other ball and again missed the tower of bottles. He smirked. “Must of worked out my arm too much.” He stretched out his throwing arm and picked up the third ball. He smiled at Amina. “You wanted the pink one right?” She nodded. “Yep.” Jayne threw the third ball and for a third time missed. “OOhhh I’m sorry sir. Do you want to try again?” Jayne dug in his pocket and handed the man another five. “Here.” The man handed him three balls. “Good luck sir.” “Yeah stow it.” Jayne threw the first ball and missed. “Ruttin hands must be slippery.” Jayne wiped his hands on his pants.” He threw the seconded one. “Ezri san zhi jiao mao lu!” The barker covered Amina’s ears. “Sir, please there’s a child.” Jayne looked at the man funny. “What?” He threw the third ball and missed again. “Ya mu qingren!” Jayne dug in his pocket again. “How many balls will this get me?” The man counted the money. “Nine.” Jayne looked at the man. “Well, ya gonna give ‘em to me or do I have to beat them out of you.” “No need for violence.” The man handed Jayne nine more balls. “I’m gonna have some left over, Mina you want to try and win some for ya Momma?” Amina brightened up. “Shiny.”

**** Another 18 balls later ***** “Mao xingxing de gaowan!” Jayne dug in his pockets once more. “I’m out of coin.” “Sir, look why don’t I just give you the stuff animal.” The man said nervously. “Your daughter is asleep.” Jayne grabbed the man by the shirt collar. “Look shuimu chunshi when I want your pity I’ll beat it out of you, dong ma.” Amina woke up and rubbed her eyes. “Jayne I’m ready to go.” “I ain’t won you, your dragon yet.” Amina yawned. “I don’t want it anymore. I got one already…Kaylee won it for me yesterday when she took us out.” “Kaylee?” “Yep. She got it the first try.” Amina stressed the first part. “Then why’d you asked for one?” Amina hopped down from the counter. “I dunno. Can we go?” Jayne grabbed her hand. “Yeah.”

Translations: Ezri san zhi jiao mao lu son of a three legged donkey Ya mu qingren mother duck lover Mao xingxing de gaowan hairy gorilla testicles shuimu chunshi idiotic jellyfish

For those who have read this series Adventures in Babysitting, I've finsished up the crew except Wash and Zoe. But just wrote this while doing some laundry. Hoped you enjoyed! Tonya P.S and if you haven't well...you should...it's not too horrible, I promise. It might bring a smile to your face.