(I own only plot.)
"Now, you're sure this is going to work?" I asked for the millionth time, stood outside Amber and Willow's room.
"Positive. Now come on, scarper, preferably before old Vic or Trudy or some other dozy and boring adult comes for us!" Eddie told me.
I checked the roping for the sixtieth time in five minutes of rigging. "OK, I just hope we don't get caught out. Last time, it landed on Vera, remember? Victor said that if we pulled one more stupid shenanigan like that, we'd be expelled." I told him.
"Yacker, quit stressing. Remember, Dad's the principal, he isn't likely to expel us, if you go, then I go. Remember that?" Eddie grinned like a drunken and high Cheshire cat, grabbing my wrist, then yanking me onto the bathroom floor. While I lay on the ground, laughing like a nutjob, I heard footsteps. I'd totally forgotten that Victor and Trudy were still in the house, despite everyone else being out and about on a Saturday.
I heard the door handle on Amber and Willow's room open and someone let out a shriek. Eddie poked his head around the wall and said "Oh. That's not good. She's gonna kill us." He ducked back in and mimed frilly skirts and feather dusters.
"Who are you on about at all, Slimeball?" I asked in exasperation.
"Someone who made a horribly surprising reappearance." He told me.
Well, I wasn't getting to grips with it. I poked my head around the door. A person in yellow and white, looking a bit like a fried egg on two legs that was dripping in gunk, was growling disgusting words under their breath. I gasped and ducked back in. "Oh, God, Eddie!" I very quietly gulped.
"I know. What are we going to do now?" Eddie looked at me nervously.
Very quietly, not wanting to attract attention, I went in for a hug. "I don't know what to do now, Eddie. I'm scared." I whispered.
Then the door opened behind us and a voice said "You two!"