(The Responsible)

[Richard is attempting and struggling to put his pants on] Richard: [In a fake stunted tone] Oh, no! It seems I can't put them on. I'm afraid we can't go to the parents' evening. [Nicole takes Richard's pants, puts belt together and zips them] Nicole: Ready to go. Richard: Oh... [Doorbell rings, Nicole opens the door] Nicole: Ah. Albert: Hi. I'm here to sit on the baby. Nicole: [Confused] What? Albert: Well, duh! I'm the babysitter! [Nicole shuts the door] Nicole: Richard, where did you find that guy?! Richard: [Sheepishly] On the Internet... [Richard's pants button pops out and he smiles in relief] Nicole: [Sighs] Where am I going to find a babysitter at this time? Gumball: Ahem! [Gumball shows hands to Darwin, who returns it, presenting themselves] Nicole: [Sighs] I can't believe I'm going to say this. [Pained expression] I guess you guys are old enough to babysit? Gumball and Darwin: Us? Nicole: Yes, you. But promise you'll be responsible. Gumball: I promise to be the most responsible kid and will handle my responsibilities in the most responsible way. Darwin: Yeah, responsible! Nicole: You have no idea what responsible means, do you? Gumball and Darwin: Nah. Nicole: It means acting like a grown-up. And most of all, it means taking care of your little sister. Anais: [Coming from upstairs] What?! Nicole: Can I trust you guys to do that? Gumball: Come on, Mom. We were born reprehensible. Nicole: Responsible. Gumball: Yeah, that's what I meant. Nicole: Richard, put your pants on. We're off. Richard: No! Nicole: Richard. Pants... on. Richard: No! [Nicole squeezes Richard into the car with her foot as his buttcrack shows] Richard: No! I don't wanna go to school! Nicole: [Straining] We have to go! It's a parents' evening, and we are the parents! [Shoves Richard into the car and slams the door] Nicole: I'm putting a lot of trust in you kids. Gumball: Don't worry, Mom. You won't be disappointed. [Nicole drives off, while Richard is still crying and moaning]