Wednesday, 4 April 2012

Of fear and little brothers...Part 2

Now here is the story of my revenge... :)
About 6 years after being scared out of my mind because my little brother decided to jump out of my closet, I found an opportunity to get him back.

One hot Summer afternoon at about 1:45pm, I got home from work at Canadian Tire. Usually I would get home at about 2:30pm but I just happened to be early that day. When I arrived home, I noted that both of my parent's vehicles were gone, which suggested that nobody was home. So when I opened the front door and walked in, I automatically assumed that I was the only person in the house. That's when I heard my three brothers' voices coming from the basement. Here's what I heard...

Alexander (13) "You guys quiet! I think I heard the front door!"
Landon (7) "Yeah Daniel! Shhh!"
Daniel (4) "Heeheehee"

As soon as I heard that Alexander didn't know who was home, I quickly formulated a plan to scare him. I could only imagine what must have been going through his mind. He had always been a very cautious babysitter and I could almost hear his thoughts...Oh no! I swear I heard the front door but usually I can tell who it is but not this time. Why are they being so quiet? Oh no! It must be a theif or a murderer! But I am responsible, I have to protect Landon and Daniel but they're being too loud, the guy upstairs is going to find us for sure, I have to get them to be quiet somehow! I hustled down into the family room and peered down the basement stairs through the open door, the boys were playing video games and so I snatched my opportunity to hide myself behind the basement door and peeked through the crack in between the door and the doorframe.

Alexander was still frantically yelling to get the boys quiet...

Alexander "Can you guys just be quiet for like one second while I look upstairs? I need to check if someone's here so shut up!
Landon and Daniel "Ok!"

As he began to slowly climb the basement stairs my dog Maggie decided to come and start sniffing at my feet, Alexander was almost all the way up when I kicked my foot at her and she began to back up and bark.

That did it, Alexander got freaked right out and began yelling at Landon and Daniel and soon all three boys were up those basement stairs, up the upstairs stairs, and locked in the upstairs bathroom.

I snuck upstairs to hear what was going on, holding back laughter the entire time as I heard...

Landon "What's going on?"
Alexander "Shhh!"
Daniel "Why are we hiding?"
Alexander "Shhh!
Landon "But who's here?"
Alexander "Landon! Don't you know how to shut up!? I don't know who's here but if you keep talking...do you want to be killed!? Shhh!"

I couldn't take it any longer, but for some added fun I banged on the bathroom door a few times before I proceeded to walk downstairs and plop down on the couch.

Literally about two minutes after I sat down, my Mom came home and said her usual "Hello!" as she came in. The boys heard her voice and immediately came out of their hiding spot to tell her what had happened. As soon as Alexander saw me he turned red with fury and could only say, "You!"

So I think I got even with Alexander pretty good after the closet incident. I don't think he can outdo me now ;).

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