Disclaimer: I do not own any characters. This is not based on a true story.. darn. And even

though this idea has been done countless times, I still wanted to do it so here it is!!!



" Okay guys, I'm going to Mrs. Davis's house for a few hours. Behave and get along! There's

money on the counter for pizza. I love you!"

My mom was out for the night and I was home alone with my 13 year old brother, George.

As soon as Mom left, George began towards the pizza money. I quickly blocked his path.

" Not yet. Go have popcorn or something."

" You can't tell me what to do, Leela. You're only two years older than me!"

" Yeah, but I have this!"

I ran into the bathroom and whipped out my Pearberry spritzer. Aiming it at him, I took a couple of

steps forward. George siezed the money and I advanced on him quickly.

" Hand over the money right now."

" Yeah right!"

" I'll spritz ya!"

" Try it!"

I took aim, fired, and got him. George dodged under my arm and ran for the bathroom. He came

out holding his English Saddle cologne and spritzed it at me. So began one of our many spritzer

wars.

For about ten minutes we chased each other around the house, aiming and firing until we

were both worn out, really smelly ( English Saddle and Pearberry don't mix!), and hungry. Hey,

running around chasing and being pursued works up an appetite! George handed me the $20 bill

and went to watch TV while I ordered a pizza and took a shower. By the time I was out, the pizza

had arrived and was already in the process of being devoured by George.

"Hey! You gonna save some for me?"

George grinned. " I figured I'd eat your share and that way you won't have to gain anymore

weight!"

" Ha, ha, very funny. For your information I only weigh 100 pounds which is perfectly

normal for a fifteen year old, thank you very much! Now fork over some of that pizza!"

I flopped onto the couch and began to chow down. For about half an hour we sat eating and

watching Rush Hour Two. Then, a Lord of the Rings trailer came on. ( A/N: There really is a trailer

on that DVD!) George grimaced.

" That's gotta be the stupidest thing in the world."

Now I'm a huge LOTR fan and had to stick up for it.

" Is not! You haven't even read the books or seen the movie, so how would you know?"

" I don't even need to read or watch it to know that it's incredibly stupid!"

"Ooooo, witty come back!"

George was about to say something when a clap of thunder cut him off. A few seconds later, the

phone rang. I picked it up.

" Hello?"

" Hey sweetie it's Mom. There's a pretty bad storm over here, so I'm going to be late."

" Okay, it just started to rain here."

" Alright, you guys be good and I'll see you later. I love you!"

" Love you too, bye."

" Bye."

George looked at me. "Well?"

" It was Mom. She's stuck in the storm and won't be home till late."

" Yes! It's gonna be fun tonight!"

I laughed. George never ceased to crack me up.

Suddenly, an even louder clap of thunder sounded, this time accompanied by the TV going

blank and the lights flickering, but miraculously staying lit. I picked up the phone to see if it was

still working: there was silence: the line was dead.

George peered at the blank TV screen and groaned.

" Oh, great!"

I looked at him. " The phone's dead, too."

I looked around and spotted a deck of cards of the coffee table.

" Wanna play Uno?"

We delt and played a couple of rounds before our dog , Prancer, wanderedin. She laid down and

fell asleep.

" Uno!"

George slapped a yellow seven down. I followed it up with a green seven, which he quickly covered

with a blue seven.

" Ha! I win!"

Grinning, I shoved my cards at him.

" Winner cleans up."

It looked like what was going to be another spritzer war when there was a sudden lound crash from

upstairs.

" What was that?" I asked.

" Probably just thunder."

BOOM!

" No, there it is again! Come on let's go check it out!"

I called Prancer and the three of us trooped upstairs. George stopped short.

" Hold on."

He went into his room and emerged with a wooden baseball bat.

BOOM!

I looked up. " It sounds like it's coming from the attic."

George looked at me trying to hide the fear on his face. " Let's go see what it is."