8:36 PM
Dib peered in the back door. With every muscle tensed, he watched as his dad got a cup of coffee and hurried back down to the basement lab, probably working on some "Very Important" experiment
Dib waited tensely until he was sure that his father wouldn't come back up, then his struck the window with the axe. The glass shattered, but by sheer luck thunder rumbled at the same time, disguising the sound. Dib waited a few agonizing seconds to see if anyone had heard him, then continued
He carefully reached in through the broken window and down to unlock the door. He couldn't believe his stupidity. The door was unlocked. He had broken the window for nothing.
Gripping the axe tightly, he slowly opened the door, which creaked so loud he was SURE the whole neighborhood could hear it. he stood rooted to the spot. Upstairs, a door slammed. Dib panicked and hid in the pantry. From his hiding place, he watched as Gaz walked into the kitchen, not noticing the broken glass. She got a piece of pizza out of the fridge and wolfed it down. Dib heaved a sigh of relief, which drew her attention. She approached the door, and was about to open it when something else apparently caught her eye. She shrugged, and went back upstairs.
After waiting a few seconds, Dib cautiously went over to the basement door. He took off his glasses and put his eye to the security system. It scanned him, and after a few seconds said "Identity Confirmed. Access Granted:
He crept down the stairs, almost afraid to breathe for fear of being seen. He looked around and spotted his dad feeding some foul smelling liquid to a lab rat.
Dib considered how to go about what he was going to next. He was too little to hit his dad in the back of the head, but he COULD hit him in the leg. That would bring the head down to hacking level
Somewhere from the back of his mind, a thought came to Dib, he didn't HAVE to do this. Was he a barbarian? His dad was a respectable man of science. They cold surely talk it out, couldn't they?
No, Dib thought with cold conviction, they couldn't talk it out. Talking hadn't worked. he had to die. Dib had to kill him. There was no choice anymore.
Dib broke cover and slammed the axe into his dad's leg. The professor cried out in agony and surprise as he fell to the ground. Dib briefly remembered a book he had read, and whacked his father's neck with the axe. He continued striking until his father's cries and struggling subsided.
Dib stood over the nearly-headless body, panting with exertion. He had done it!
Just then, the basement door opened.
Dib peered in the back door. With every muscle tensed, he watched as his dad got a cup of coffee and hurried back down to the basement lab, probably working on some "Very Important" experiment
Dib waited tensely until he was sure that his father wouldn't come back up, then his struck the window with the axe. The glass shattered, but by sheer luck thunder rumbled at the same time, disguising the sound. Dib waited a few agonizing seconds to see if anyone had heard him, then continued
He carefully reached in through the broken window and down to unlock the door. He couldn't believe his stupidity. The door was unlocked. He had broken the window for nothing.
Gripping the axe tightly, he slowly opened the door, which creaked so loud he was SURE the whole neighborhood could hear it. he stood rooted to the spot. Upstairs, a door slammed. Dib panicked and hid in the pantry. From his hiding place, he watched as Gaz walked into the kitchen, not noticing the broken glass. She got a piece of pizza out of the fridge and wolfed it down. Dib heaved a sigh of relief, which drew her attention. She approached the door, and was about to open it when something else apparently caught her eye. She shrugged, and went back upstairs.
After waiting a few seconds, Dib cautiously went over to the basement door. He took off his glasses and put his eye to the security system. It scanned him, and after a few seconds said "Identity Confirmed. Access Granted:
He crept down the stairs, almost afraid to breathe for fear of being seen. He looked around and spotted his dad feeding some foul smelling liquid to a lab rat.
Dib considered how to go about what he was going to next. He was too little to hit his dad in the back of the head, but he COULD hit him in the leg. That would bring the head down to hacking level
Somewhere from the back of his mind, a thought came to Dib, he didn't HAVE to do this. Was he a barbarian? His dad was a respectable man of science. They cold surely talk it out, couldn't they?
No, Dib thought with cold conviction, they couldn't talk it out. Talking hadn't worked. he had to die. Dib had to kill him. There was no choice anymore.
Dib broke cover and slammed the axe into his dad's leg. The professor cried out in agony and surprise as he fell to the ground. Dib briefly remembered a book he had read, and whacked his father's neck with the axe. He continued striking until his father's cries and struggling subsided.
Dib stood over the nearly-headless body, panting with exertion. He had done it!
Just then, the basement door opened.