Rachel anxiously scratched her head. Her hair had already been a mess when she woke up, and now it looked like a bird's nest.
Circumstances were stronger than people. For the sake of her allowance, she could only sign a humiliating treaty and take these little troublemakers out to play.
She quickly washed her face and changed clothes, then drove a red McLaren out of her private garage. Rachel looked youthful and beautiful in a simple outfit and light makeup. After putting on sunglasses, she drove the four little babies out of Star Mark Manor in New York.
She sped all the way to Washington D.C.
"Get out, girls. I'll make sure you have a blast today!" The little ones could have come out to play without her, but they were simply too young. It would have looked strange for babies to wander around without an adult nearby. Rachel's role today was to accompany them, deal with any disturbances, and maybe buy them cold drinks or desserts...
They wandered around the Lincoln Memorial before heading to the Washington Monument.
Rachel had delicate features, light makeup, a beige gauze dress, high heels, and a handbag. She followed them from neither too close nor too far away. The four strollers moved forward under the girls' telekinetic control, occasionally flashing to create the illusion that they were technological products. Plenty of pedestrians looked surprised along the way, but no one rushed over to meddle.
Little Rachel and Nebula only knew how to have fun. They liked crowded places and did not care where they went. To them, crowds meant fun.
Little Rachel made "beep beep beep" noises, pretending her stroller was mechanically powered. The adorable behavior immediately attracted the attention of many women, who all thought the little baby was cute. Rachel curled