Chapter 1

Allison stood on the doorstep to the Tanner's house. She was 20 years old and lived in San Fransicsco. Well, she wasn't exactly living. You see, her family had kicked her out when she was 18 and now she had been living on the streets for two years. She worked as a waitress at a diner, just down the street from the homeless shelter she slept at, but at this rate she wouldn't ever be able to raise enough money for an apartment. She needed another job. She thought babysitting would get her money easily on her nights off, so she found an add for a family in the newspaper and there she was. She rang the doorbell. A tall man with dark hair and a suit opened the door.

"Hi," she said, smiling. "I'm Allison, your new babysitter."

"Hi there," said the tall man. "Come in. I'm Danny Tanner."

She walked in and saw the whole family in the living room. "Wow, I can't believe how amazing your house is!" Allison said. "It's so big, and the staircase is awesome!" She looked over to the alcove. "Oh, my gosh! And you have a library!! That's so cool!!"

"Danny," Jesse said standing behind him alarmed. "What crazy beast did you bring into our house?"

She laughed. "Sorry, that's probably not the best first impression I could give you." She looked at the girls. "So these are the kids I'm going to be babysitting?"

"Yup," Danny said. He proceeded to introduce her to everyone. "This is Jesse and DJ and Stephanie," he said pointing them all out, while Allison shook their hands.

"Well, you won't be babysitting me," DJ said. "I'm already 10."

"You're right," Allison said. "You're not a baby anymore."

"Me neither," Stephanie yelled. "You only need to baby-sit Michelle. She's the only baby here."

Allison chuckled.

"And if you didn't already guess," Danny said, "this is our wittle Michelle," he said in a baby voice, leaning over he playpen and kissing her on the head. Allison leaned over her playpen and tickled her. She loved kids, especially babies and she didn't mind changing their diapers at all like most people.

Just then a tall, blonde man with a red hockey jersey walked in from the kitchen. He mouthed to Jesse, 'who's that?'

"Hey, Allison," Jesse got her attention. She stood up and turned around abruptly, causing her long brown hair to swirl around her face. Joey stared at her. He had never seen anyone so beautiful. "You have one more to meet. This is Joseph Gladstone, the comedian."

She smiled and waved across the room to him. Still staring, he smiled and gave a small wave back.

"Joey, this is Allison," Jesse said, noticing Joey staring, "our new babysitter."

Joey snapped out of his daze and covered up his staring with comedy, incase anyone saw him. He gave a huge grin and put his hands up to his head and did a Bullwinkle impression. "Pleased to meet you, I'm sure."

She laughed. "You guys sure have a big family. Am I going to be babysitting this one too?" she asked looking anxiously at Danny and Jesse.

They all laughed. "I think you'll fit in with us perfectly," Jesse said.

She laughed. "So where are you guys going, that you need a babysitter?" she asked.

Jesse opened his mouth to tell her, when Joey jumped in and said suavely, "Well, I got a big comedy act tonight. It's very big. A thousand people are going to be watching."

"Is he always like this?" she asked.

"Worse," Jesse and Danny said together. They all laughed.

"Wow, with the way you're all dressed I would have guessed you'd be going to a play or something. Then I'd be jealous."

"You like theatre?" Joey asked, knowing he made a bad first impression.

"Yeah, I love watching plays, but I'd love to go to an opera one day. The music just seems amazing."

"So you're a musician?" Jesse asked, interested.

"No, not really. I used to play a little piano, but I like to listen to it more than play it."

"Well, you should come to one of my concerts sometime. I play around town in a band with some guys sometimes."

"Oh yeah," she said interested. "That'd be awesome."

Joey gave Jesse a jealous glance.

After they got done getting to know her, Danny went over everything that she needed to do that night five times before they actually left. He was very nervous leaving the girls alone with a stranger.

"Relax, Danny," Jesse said on the way there. "They're going to be fine. She seems nice and genuine. Did you hear her jokes? She's just like one of us."

When the three men got back from Joey's comedy act, they found Allison asleep in front of the television and the girls sleeping in their rooms.

"Holy cow!" Danny said, seeing she was watching Bugs Bunny. "You were right. She is just like one of us. She makes fun of Joey like Jesse and watches cartoons like Joey."

"And I bet she's very clean and organized," Jesse added.

"That's it, I say we keep her," Joey said.

"You just like her, Joey."

Joey acted like he was offended. "I do not."

"Yes you do. You couldn't stop staring at her when you two met."

"Okay guys," Danny said, taking control of the conversation to stop them fighting, "it doesn't matter right now." He walked over to her and woke her up.

"Hey, thanks for coming tonight."

"No problem," she said groggily. She yawned and stretched, causing her shirt to move up so much you could see half an inch of her abdominal skin. Joey found himself staring again. Jesse smirked and nudged him. He looked over, confused and then glared at him.

"Hey, do you have a car or do you need a ride?" Joey asked.

"Oh, I can walk. I live just a mile or so away from here." She went to get her coat.

"Are you sure?" Danny asked. "The streets aren't too safe at night."

"Believe me, I can handle it."

"I'd feel better if we could give you a ride."

She looked at their worried faces. No one had ever really been so concerned about her before. "Okay, sure."

Joey offered to drive her and went to get the car.

While they were in the car, Allison started some small talk. "So how was the show, Joey?"

"I think it went pretty well if I do say so myself," he replied.

"That's good. So you do impressions, I saw?"

"Yeah, it's part of my act. And the girls like it."

"Well, I like it too."

"Yeah?" Joey asked excited.

"Yeah, I think Bullwinkle was really good. Take a right here," she directed him. "I was just teasing you earlier about me babysitting you. I really like cartoons too."

"Really?" he looked over at her. Her hair shone in the light from the passing streetlights.

"Yeah, although Rocky and Bullwinkle wasn't my favorite. I always liked Bugs Bunny and Disney cartoons more."

"Yeah those are good ones."

"So what other impressions do you do?"

He proceeded to do all of his impressions for her, until they arrived to their destination.

"Okay, you can stop here." They stopped by the homeless shelter.

"You live here?" he asked loudly.

"Yeah," she said like nothing was wrong. "What's the matter?"

"Oh… nothing, nothing." He gave her an awkward smile to reassure her.

"Well, thanks for driving me home. It was nice of you to offer. And your impressions rock, I may add."

"You may." Joey chuckled.

She slammed the car door and waved a goodbye. Joey gave a small wave back, feeling a little worried about her being homeless.