Home Alone: Harry's Revenge

chapter 4

Max got dressed with her favorite garland green sweater and held herself in warmth. She got on black sweatpants too with warm sneakers rather than boots. Lex was now in a warm jumper, jeans and had blue socks, and got on his shoes, he had not worn them earlier for being in the house. The two were off to tour Chicago, unknowing there was an evil group following them.

Harry looked down the street. "I remember this place now, only the brats' house failed..."

"They live here?" Hector sounded surprised at the beauty of the house.

"Yeah," Harry nodded, looking at the house.

Mrs. Stone looked at Hector. "Well, this will be fortuitous to get the money we're owed..." she said in whisper.

Hector nodded at her in agreement.

Harry sniffed. "It will be once we've scoped it out again." He said, so they knew there was no traps.

Hector smirked, feeling ready to tackle this down. There then came a school bus then zipped by them, splashing him with the icy water in a hole, making him cringe and shudder. "Blasted children..."

"Even the buses that carry kids don't like ya." Harry snorted.

Hector rolled his eyes and shook himself a little dry and warm. "Moving on."

Harry got them to sneak up to the house to look in. He motioned for the other two to follow him out of sight as the McCallister front door was open. Hector looked around with Mrs. Stone before they crossed, then they quickly scampered together.

"It looks like the brats and Marv are there," Harry told the pair he was working with. "And the other guy and girl are leaving for a while..."

Mrs. Stone and Hector nodded.

"Must be the chap that stood up for Maxine before I fired her." Hector observed.

Harry tried to think of what to do so they could rob the house. He looked at Hector, sizing the man up. He thought that maybe Hector could take on Marv a while, while he dealt with the 'brats' and Mrs. Stone could search for money and valuables.

"When do we move?" Hector asked.

Harry looked at him. "As soon as the guy and girl go... How strong are ya?"

"I don't really know, actually..." Hector pondered for a moment, trying to ignore the teasing snickering from Mrs. Stone.

Harry raised an eyebrow as Mrs. Stone snickered behind her hand.

Hector glanced at her. "I'm strong!"

Mrs. Stone fought to compose herself.

"Can you take care of a guy about...?" Harry asked, describing Marv.

"I'm sure I can." Hector sounded sure of himself like he often would.

"Well, when we go in, you take care of the man," Harry informed, pointing to Hector, himself, and finally to Mrs. Stone at the last bit. "I'll sort out the kid and girl, and she can grab the stuff."

Mrs. Stone had managed to compose herself, but only trusted herself to nod. Otherwise, she'd burst out laughing.

"Right then." Hector nodded.

Harry took them to get into the house, once again going over the plan.

Hector did his best to listen and comprehend through the accent Harry had and put it into mental thoughts he could understand, feeling more successful and victorious than a low-class individual.

Mrs. Stone went ahead first into the house, very quiet anyway. Harry looked at them as Mrs. Stone tried the doorknob. He expected a cry of pain, but blinked once as it didn't happen. He mimed for them to be quiet and snuck in. Mrs. Stone waited for the out of sight signal.