The Super Hero | My Babysitter

Leo winked at her. His babysitter wasn't just a hero because she could fly; she was a hero because she kept the world safe—and still made sure he got to stay up ten minutes past his bedtime.

One Tuesday, while Leo’s parents were at dinner, the "organic kale chips" were interrupted by a crashing sound on the roof. A rogue drone, leaking dark energy, had tracked Maya to the house. "Basement. Now!" Maya commanded. My Babysitter the Super Hero

"It’s only eight!" Leo protested. But as he turned to argue, a distant boom shook the windowpanes. A streak of violet light cut across the night sky toward the downtown skyline. Leo winked at her

By the time Leo's parents got home, the living room was spotless, and Maya was back in her hoodie, helping Leo with a LEGO set. "Everything okay, Maya?" his mom asked. A rogue drone, leaking dark energy, had tracked

Ten-year-old Leo thought his babysitter, Maya, was the most boring person on Earth. She always wore oversized hoodies, constantly checked her watch, and insisted on "organic kale chips" as the only acceptable snack.