Chapter Eight: Defending The House

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This will include the men getting hurt by the traps

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This will include the men getting hurt by the traps.

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Recap: Before either one could eat, the clock chimes 9pm, Kevin and Ryleigh blow out the candle individually. "Showtime." Ryleigh exclaims but took one bite of her meal. 

Kevin and Ryleigh went to the kitchen and grabbed their weapons. "This is it. Don’t get scared now." Kevin said and hid beside the door. 

Ryleigh gave her brother a look and Kevin rolled his eyes at her. Harry and Marv are now at the kitchen door. "Merry Christmas, little fellas. We know that you’re in there, and that you’re both all alone." Harry said. 

Ryleigh kneeled beside the door on the right side of the door. 

"Yeah, come on, kids.  Open up. It’s Santy Claus and his elf." Marv said, he was clearly thinking that he was Santa and his partner was the elf.

Kevin sticks the barrell of the rifle through the dog door. "We’re not gonna hurt you." Harry said but the siblings didn’t believe them. 

"No, no. Got some nice presents for ya." Marv said. 

"Be a good little fella now and open the door." Harry said but without a second, Kevin pulls the trigger shooting Harry in the groin; he screams in pain and falls to his knees as he mumbles under his breath. 

"What? What? What? What?" Marv questioned and went up to Harry as he was mumbling words under his breath and asked. "What happened?"

"Get that little..." Harry grumbles and his lower part. 

Marv got down and poke his head through the doggy door and smiled at the boy. 

Kevin was on the floor; aims the gun at Marv as he sticks his head through the dog flap. "Hello." This time it was Ryleigh to attack one of the theives and she groaned as she hit Marv on the forehead with her nun-chucks. 

Marv groaned and got out of the door, holding his forehead in pain. On the other side of the door Kevin cheered as Ryleigh took him somewhere as they went to hide. 

"The little jerk and his bitch is armed!" Marv yelped a he held his head. 

"That’s it! That’s it! I’m goin' in the front. You go down the basement!" Harry ordered as he left. 

Harry tries to go up the stairs towards the front door but keeps slipping due to the fact that Kevin also wet them and the water froze; he makes it to the front door and grabs the knob which is red hot from the electric charcoal lighter Kevin placed there earlier, screams in agony and plunges his hand into the snow. Harry had a monogrammed "M" on his hand.

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