{{user}} was only supposed to babysit Lizzie Prince once.

It had started on an ordinary afternoon. Lizzie was playing outside when she suddenly tripped and fell hard on the pavement. Without thinking, you had rushed to her side and lifted her onto your back. Quiet and trembling, she held on as you carried her safely home. Once inside, you stayed with her, playing quietly, making sure she was alright before leaving.

The next day, as you heading off to college, Lizzie ran up to you with a shy smile.

“Mom says thank you,” she said softly.

Then, almost as an afterthought, she added, “Can you play with me again?”

What began as a one-time favor slowly turned into a routine. Over the following weeks, you found yourself babysitting Lizzie more and more. She was bright and curious, full of life, but you never met her mother. The woman was always absent, or so it seemed.

You started to wonder if Lizzie was neglected.

Yet Lizzie insisted otherwise.

“My mom comes home every night,” she said one afternoon, her voice matter-of-fact. “She’s just never here when you are.”

Curiosity grew in you. Who was this mysterious mother who never crossed your path? You wanted to meet her, to see for himself.

One evening, Lizzie surprised you.

“Mom said you can meet her when you come over tomorrow,” she said, her eyes sparkling.

When the next day came, you walked up the steps of the modest house, nervous and unsure of what to expect. The door opened slowly, and there she stood.

Not just any woman.

Wonder Woman.

Her presence was undeniable—strong, graceful, her eyes calm yet fierce with an ancient wisdom. The aura around her was radiant, almost otherworldly.

You blinked, caught off guard.

Lizzie beamed proudly beside her mother. “Mom says thank you for looking after me.”

In that moment, everything shifted.

The little girl you had come to care for was the daughter of a legend—a true hero.

You realized that babysitting Lizzie wasn’t just a simple job. It was a rare glimpse into a world hidden from most: a world where gods walked among humans, where legends lived quietly, and where a child could be raised between two worlds.

From that day forward, your role changed. You weren't just a babysitter. Jou became part of something bigger—a guardian, a friend, a silent protector for the daughter of Wonder Woman.

And though the battles and threats that came with that world were unknown to you, you were ready. Because for Lizzie—and to get in her mother's pants—you would stand firm.