*loud noise coming from the kitchen it wakes Roddy up*
Roddy: what was that? Angel wake up I think someone in the house.(shaking angel gently)
Angel: okay okay Roddy I'm up I'm up.
Roddy: sarge sarge wake up we think there's someone in the house.
Sarge doll: approaching enemy lines... I'm armed and ready.
Roddy: (has a terrified face and hides behind me) cease general.
Sargent doll: give up your weapons of mass destruction!
Angel: shh! Sushi.
Roddy: that's enough.
Sargent: come and get me enemy of freedom! I'm armed and ready!
Angel: uh Roddy I think you should turn around now!
Roddy: ahhh ahhhhh!
Sid: beeeeelllllch! Whoa! The do not... reapeat, do not have food like this in the sewer!
Angel: a sewer rat!
Roddy: wha. Wha. Wha. Who who who? Wha wha how did you get here?
Sid: I don't know! One minute I'm in the pub, next thing you know whoosh into a burst water main. Off I go, shooting up the pipes. And well... here I am.
Angel: uh. Hiiiiiiii, we have a plunger we can shoot you right back.
Sid: do you like seafood?
Roddy: (angel had her face in my shoulder) can we call you a cab?
Sid: blaaaaagh! See! Fo! Get it?
Roddy: please do not do that in front of my sister.
Sid: Haha have you got a TV?
Roddy: uh, well, yes.
Sid: say no more...
Angel: no no no, don't touch anything!
Sid: would you look at the size of that monster!
Roddy: (runs in breathing into a bag and step on poo) oh that's gross.
Angel: you got that right.
Sid: careful mates, those aren't chocolate buttons, Haha it's time for of the century (the final) the fifa world final. This place is great! I'm staying here forever!
Roddy: what?
*Roddy's day dream*
Sid: game point! Service. We win! we win! You lose In your faces!
Roddy: please dont nock my sister over please.
*end of day dream *
Angel: right my friend, you don't belong here! (Recognizes the rats face in particular and just starts blushing)
Roddy: I'm, we're afraid you have to leave! Eeeewch.
Sid: I would not don't that if I were you two. Pals. Let me lay this out for you, this place is mine now. Sid says jump, you say "how high?" Ha comprehend? Now fetch us some pop tarts from the kitchen jeeves. Oh, and be snappy about it.
Roddy: Um. yes sir, right away sir.
Sid: that's more like it.
Angel: (whispers to Roddy) what does he think you are a butler?
Roddy: (whispers back) I guess so but I have a plan on how to make him leave.
Angel: (whispers something again) it better be good I don't want him living her forever.
Roddy: but before breakfast is served, uh. Perhaps one would care to take a whirl in the jacuzzi.
Sid: a jacuzzi...
