"Granddad, do you know any nice stories?"
It was raining in the mountains, where Hoagie Gilligan lived in his cottage.
Once a month, his two grandchildren would come and stay with him for a weekend.
Then atleast, their parents could have some time to themselves.
Hoagie looked up from the book he was reading, and smiled.
"You never learn, do you? Your Granddad has more stories to tell then you can listen to!"
His grandchildren came closer, and sat down on the old sofa.
Hoagie had always loved these two kids, Nathan and Lucy, brother and sister.
"I will tell you a story of a long time age. When I was about your age infact." Hoagie spoke, whilst getting up, and turning the radio off.
The sound of the rain tuned up, now the music was cut silent.
Throwing another log onto the fire, Hoagie continued.
"The story goes about an organisation I was a member off back then... The Kids Next Door it was called...
We fought against adults, just like your parents, just like me now."
"And you may think this sounds all very exciting, it was very, very dangerous.." Hoagie said to the two kids.
As Hoagie went on with his story, he noticed that Nathan did his best to stay awake, but in the end fell asleep, next to his sister, who had already given into rest.
Hoagie smiled, and quietly pickt them up, and put them in bed.
Walking back to his radio, he pressed a button, and a tv screen appeard.
"Numbuh 2, reporting for duty..."