DM Margo Alone Chapter 14
Margo threw down a third brick down hitting Bratt in the head once again causing him to see even more stars. ''You got anymore?'' shouted El Macho to Margo. Margo shrugged. ''Come on Bratt!'' said El Macho, ''Get up! She don't have any more bricks!''. But he was wrong! Bratt saw Margo picking up the next brick to throw down! "Happa-happa-happa-happa..." he said gibbering. ''What?'' asked El Macho, "What is it?".
Bratt pointed up weakly. "Happa-happa-happa-happa..." he said again and the fourth brick hit him on the head causing to see more stars than he could count. ''That does it!'' shouted El Macho, ''No throws bricks at me and gets away with it! Come on Bratt, get up!''. You go this way, I'm going round the back!''. So they went their different ways.
Bratt limped up the staircase to the front door. He pulled on the door knob and it came off in his hand pulling out a piece of rope attached to it. He didn't know it was tied to a staple gun on the inside! He tired pulling it between his legs. Suddenly a staple shot out into his buttocks! ''YOOOOWWWW!'' he screeched. He turned round and tried again, but this time he got a staple in his crotch! "EEEEEEE!" he squealed.
Then as he collapsed in pain, he got a third staple in his nose! ''Ugh!'' he groaned. He winced at the pain as he pulled all the staples out. Then Bratt kicked the door open.
But he didn't see the very huge opening in the floor that Margo had set up and fell right through it to the basement below hitting the ground with a THUD! "YAAAAAAHH!" he screamed. When Bratt recovered, he stood up and said ''Wow! What a hole!''. He looked for a way upstairs and noticed a rope. He walked towards it, but then he slipped on the goo that Margo had poured onto the floor!
"Woah, woah, woah!" he cried as he fell onto his back and skidded along the gooey floor. "YAH!" he shouted and slide right into a shelf of paints which fell down right on top of him! At that point, El Macho was trying to get inside the house via the fire escape. He attempted to climb the ladder, but it was covered in goo and he slipped right off and crashed back down to the ground.
"AAAARRRGHH! D'OH!" he groaned. A drop of goo from the ladder landed on his nose. He gave an angry mumble. El Macho got up and went to kick open the side door. "GRRRAAAAGGHHH!" he growled. He thought he heard Margo on the other side. "I GOT YA NOW!" El Macho shouted and gave the door a good hard kick. He went inside only to have a bag above him unzip itself and drop all the tools on him! "YEOW!" he shrieked. A hammer gave him a final conk! CLANK! El Macho groaned weakly. "Oooghhhh...".
He rubbed his head and struggled to stand up. He went inside and found a light switch. He pulled it and to his surprise, the light came on!
El Macho found himself having to squash up against the wall as the floor between it and another very huge opening! Then he found another light switch with a working light! El Macho was amazed. Down in the basement, Bratt lay on his back all covered in paint. ''Blaaaah!'' he moaned wiping the paint out of his eyes. He picked himself up from underneath the fallen shelves. "Ahh! No!" he complained looking at his paint stained suit.
Bratt saw some blue roll and wiped the worst of the paint from his face. Meanwhile, El Macho found a third light switch that worked! Things were looking up or so he thought. He entered the bathroom and pulled another light switch which triggered a blowtorch setting his head on fire like last year! El Macho caught sight of himself in a mirror and screamed. ''OOOOOHHHHHH! "AAAAAAAHHHHH!".
He tried the taps in the sink to no avail. He turned round and saw a toilet bowl filled with what look like water. So he dunked his head in it. But it wasn't water. It was paint thinner which caused a small explosion and the sound of breaking glass in the home. Meanwhile, Bratt had found a rope hanging down from a huge hole in the celling and gave it a hard pull. It seemed to be secure.
''El Macho!'' Bratt shouted, ''I'm coming up!''. He jumped up at the rope, but it wasn't secure at all! It was attached to a heavy bag of cement and it came crashing down onto Bratt's head! ''I'm gonna murder that girl!'' he muttered under his breath. Then he gave a loud sneeze as the cement dust tickled his nose.
When Bratt recovered himself, he gathered some crates and boxes into a huge pile so that he could climb up to the hole in the celling. He made his way up, but it was very wobbly. ''Whoa!'' he said trying not to fall down. Bratt was just in time cos seconds later, the crates and boxes all collapsed behind him.
Just then he saw Margo climbing a ladder. ''Hey!'' he shouted. ''Don't you know a smart girl always wins against two idiots?'' said Margo making her way up the ladder. ''El Macho!'' shouted Bratt with his legs dangling. ''In the living room!''. El Macho came running over. ''She went up the ladder!'' Bratt said.
El Macho started to climb the ladder after Margo. but he didn't notice there was a big split in it about half way up! The old ladder managed to take Margo's weight, but El Macho was too heavy!
"You little pain in the butt! Get back here! I'm gonna...'' he started to yell, but he never got to finish his sentence cos the split in the ladder broke and he fell back down again. ''I'm coming El Macho!'' said Bratt climbing up out of the hole.