Khaotic Kids of the Keys [DISCONTINUED]

Halloween Heist

The crew just finished hot wiring Mr. Linguini's Lamborghini to go scope out the neighborhood that they planned to terrorize on Halloween. They had their eye on Mrs. Monopoly's mansion for a while and needed to make sure that the plan was still in motion.

"I wanna drive!" Aaron whined.

"No way! You'll stop at fifty restaurants before we even get to the mansion," Asor said. "We're running out of sunlight and I have to get home before curfew."

"Since when did you have a curfew?" Mya asked.

"Since the night of the never-ending belt whoopings I got when I came home after the streetlights came on," Asor said.

"I'll drive, buckle up!" Larry said.

"Yeah, I'm totally going to buckle up, Mr. 5 miles per hour!" Mya mocked.

"Fine, call me mister speedster then,"

"Ew, that's exactly what my grandpa would say," Mya said sticking out her tongue in disgust.

Larry stomped his foot on the gas pedal and the crew felt their bodies suddenly propelling forward.

"STOP THE CAR!" Aaron screamed, clutching onto his bagel.

The car screeched to a halt and Larry looked back at his friends. "Better?"

"Sure..." Asor said. He turned and whispered to Aaron. "Next time, I'm driving."

They exited the Lambo and stared at the spooky mansion sitting on top of the hill. It was getting dark, so they had to spring into action quickly.

"Did you bring the binoculars, Larry?" Mya asked.

"Yup," Larry handed over the binoculars.

Mya used the binoculars to stare into the windows of the mansion. "Gosh, Mrs. Monopoly is so creepy," Mya whispered. "She's playing the organ in front of a portrait of her dead husband."

"Legend has it, she killed him for insurance money," Aaron whispered back.

"And I thought we were evil," Asor chimed in. "What else do you see?"

"I see an old maid who looks like she's fifty years past her retirement date. We'll have to bring a bat to knock her out." Mya whispered.

Larry wrote 'bat for witnesses' in their list of supplies.

"I also see... what looks like..." Mya zoomed in the binoculars. "THE GHOST OF MR. MONOPOLY!"

"What?! Surely your eyes are deceiving you," Larry said, snatching the binoculars from her. "OH MY GOSH, HE'S MAKING EYE CONTACT WITH MEEE!"

Larry threw the binoculars to the ground and hopped back into the Lamborghini. "Let's go or I'm leaving you losers behind!"

"Wait for us, grandpa! Who else will make your prune juice?" Aaron joked. Larry rolled his eyes.

They made their way to the shopping district to get supplies for their heist.

"What about this vacuum cleaner for the ghost?" Asor suggested.

"I think we'll need a bigger one," Mya said, looking at the mini vacuum cleaner. "Mr. Monopoly did not lay off the cheeseburgers."

They scanned around the store for more supplies. They collected crowbars, ski masks, bats, plastic bags to carry the stolen goods and gas for the Lamborghini that they would not return in one piece.

They bumped into Mr. Linguini on their way out of the store. He was busy posting lost car signs on the tack boards. He made the slightest eye contact with Larry. Larry panicked, and he busted out the double doors.